American Comics: Starting from the Invincible Young Hero

Chapter 67 The Brotherhood of Mutants Camp
Behind them came the earnest and anxious plea for them to stay.

Russell turned around, and the way Cyclops spoke to him was as if he didn't want to see a child go astray.

It was undoubtedly Professor X speaking.

"confuse?
I was not deceived by anyone.

He could almost see an elderly man in a wheelchair, so anxious he wished he could fly over immediately.

"It just so happens that we have similar goals."

"Professor X, one of the two extremes of mutants, almost no one in the mutant community hasn't heard of your name, but compared to the infamous and extreme Magneto."

I also do not approve of your path!

“Prejudice in people’s hearts cannot be easily changed by you leading the X-Men to do a few good deeds for humanity.”

"Child..." Professor X said with some heartache.

"Mutants don't need human pity or sympathy to live, just like antelopes don't have to work for zebras, and antelopes don't have to integrate into zebra herds."

"Society does not accept mutants, so I will establish a country exclusively for mutants, where mutants can live freely and the two groups will not interfere with each other."

Russell looked at Wolverine and Storm, and finally extended an invitation.

"The soon-to-be-established mutant nation will welcome any mutant, including you. If anyone wants to come, I will welcome them all."

Storm is also an Omega-level mutant, but like Iceman, her potential is often hidden, so he's not in a hurry to acquire her template.

"Who does he think he is? He hasn't even joined yet, but he's already acting like a big shot."

Quicksilver crossed his arms and muttered complaints to his sister, Scarlet Witch.

Although Magneto, the father, has always looked down on his son.

But Russell's leadership style as soon as he joined them, as if he were about to take complete control of the Brotherhood of Mutants, still annoyed Quicksilver.

"A country belonging to mutants?"
Is it really possible to do that?

Watching Russell and the others fly away, Storm withdrew her gaze, her expression complicated, and looked back at her two teammates.

Mutants have suffered discrimination and displacement for far too long.

Everyone longs for a paradise where mutants can live freely, free from prejudiced stares.

"Heh, who knows?"

Whether he's an ambitious person or a dreamer, it's still too early to say…

Amidst the ruins of the military base, Wolverine pulled out a cigar, took a puff, and let out a cold laugh.

Having lived for nearly two hundred years, he had seen too many ambitious people shouting slogans and pretending to be righteous, or idealists whose beliefs collapsed and went astray, turning into evil dragons. It was nothing new to him.

He learned early on not to casually place his expectations on others.

"Hopefully he can stay true to his original aspirations and not be influenced by Eric."

Looking at Russell flying away, Professor X sighed with disappointment. He hadn't seen such a promising young man in a long time, only to find that he didn't agree with his ideas at all.

……

"This is your headquarters?"

It looks like a camp for homeless people.

In a tent camp on a jungle hillside, Russell slowly landed on the ground and looked at Magneto.

The headquarters of the world-renowned terrorist group, the Brotherhood of Mutants, is actually just a cluster of tents pitched against the mountainside; one might mistake it for a group of nomads having a jungle picnic.

So many of our fellow mutants are still suffering.

Are we already starting to enjoy life before our work is even finished?

Magneto chuckled and patted Russell on the shoulder. When the people in the camp saw Magneto return, they all got up and came to greet him.

"Let me explain. This is an avalanche. It can create shockwaves that cause a small earthquake, or a tsunami that can engulf a small city."

Avalanche, a strong man with his arms crossed, wearing a silver suit of armor and a helmet, looked at Russell, who was being invited into the camp by Magneto with unprecedented courtesy, with surprise and suspicion.

"This is a meatball. It can control the ground gravity field beneath its feet to enhance its strength and disperse the damage on the ground beneath its feet. Even missile bombardment cannot move it..." Just like its name, the meatball is as fat as a small mountain. It is stuffing itself with a chicken leg and is always eating.

"This is a fire spirit, this is a toad..."

Everyone stared at the young Russell, wondering who he was and what abilities he possessed that made Magneto value him so highly.

"These are the people temporarily at the camp. There are also some who have been sent to various places on missions and are not here for the time being, such as Sabretooth, Mystique, and the others... I'll introduce them to you another day."

Magneto introduced Russell to the core members of the Brotherhood one by one.

Finally, he addressed the crowd solemnly and seriously, raising his voice slightly.

“From now on, you shall respect the infinite as much as you respect me.”

“Infinite people?

What are his abilities?

John, the hot-tempered and arrogant Fireman, chuckled as he fiddled with his lighter, chin raised, looking at Russell provocatively.

This guy looks two or three years younger than him, so how come he can be above everyone else right away?

The others also showed different expressions, and a slight commotion broke out in the camp.

The Brotherhood of Mutants is seen as a group of terrorists in human society. Although some of them are far from being inhuman, they are almost all troublemakers and ruthless bandits. It would be strange if they could easily submit to anyone.

"My ability is to help people lose weight quickly."

Russell was not surprised at all and chuckled.

"That's it?"

Fireman was stunned, as if he hadn't expected to have such a trashy ability, and laughed disdainfully.

"Haha...ho...ho..."

As he laughed, a blue light struck him, and the fire man's throat tightened as if he hadn't drunk water for three years. His laughter suddenly became dry and weak, and his body became as thin as a dried corpse.

The others were shocked and took a step back.

The fire man laughed and then stopped coming out, looking like a piece of dry wood pieced together, skin and bones, kneeling weakly on the ground.

"My...my body, what have you done to me?"

The lighter fell to the side, his fingers seemed weak, unable to even pick it up. He struggled to lift his head, his face filled with terror, his breathing like a broken bellows.

I've become a useless person who can barely breathe.

"Didn't I already say that?"

I helped you lose weight quickly.

Russell chuckled as usual, but to Fireman and the others it looked like a devil's smile.

Actually, he didn't do anything, but he used Eve's ability to control molecules to reduce the fat and muscle cells in the Fireman's body to the extreme, leaving him only able to maintain a person lying dead in bed.

Now, Fireman is not only not arrogant, he's practically suffocating.

The way the others looked at Russell changed instantly, filled with fear. They had to admit that making an example of someone to scare others was always effective.

"alright.

That's just the Fireman's personality; let him off this time.

Magneto laughed, seemingly unsurprised by the scene unfolding.

He knew Russell was formidable, but when Fireman couldn't contain his arrogance and came out to provoke him, he didn't warn him at all, watching as Fireman was dealt with by Russell.

No amount of words can replace the power of direct action.

Russell understood this implicitly, and out of respect for Magneto, he waved his hand and restored Pyro's body. Pyro staggered to his feet, gritting his teeth and gripping the lighter tightly.

Looking at Russell, his eyes were filled with anger and fear, like a vicious dog that had been beaten, unwilling but also a little scared of being beaten, and dared not continue to bare its teeth at people.

(End of this chapter)