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Chapter 47 Hunting Season

"Professor, why is this happening?"

Caliban looked at Logan with curiosity, and the changes in the other man even made him a little envious. Everyone wishes they were younger.

"Perhaps the self-healing factor has adapted to the new environment."

Charles looked at Logan and offered his own guess.

There is currently no diagnostic equipment available, and he has no idea what is causing these changes in Logan.

After a pause, Charles suddenly became serious and warned, "But in any case, you have to be careful from now on. You must never let anyone know about the changes in your X gene."

The X-gene has changed, and it has changed in the famous Wolverine. This is bombshell news for any laboratory that studies the X-gene. If it gets out, the hunt they face will be a hundred times worse than it is now.

Logan nodded.

He was well aware of these things, so he would only use thermal vision as a last resort.

After their conversation, Logan looked out the window.

It was already night, and it was pitch black outside the window, with stars beginning to scatter their light across the night sky.

He picked up his change of clothes and went into the bathroom; he needed to take a shower.

After several days of running around, his body was covered in sweat and smelled sticky, making people feel extremely uncomfortable.

But as soon as I turned on the shower, I found that not a single drop of water came out.

Logan patted the water pipe, but it had no effect.

"It seems the water supply has been cut off."

He frowned and walked out of the bathroom. Just as he finished speaking, there was a noise coming from the doorway of the room.

dong dong dong.

The men instantly turned and stared intently at the door, with Caliban even reaching for his pistol.

Their crisis is far from over; they may be being hunted down by hundreds of people, so they must be extremely careful in everything they do.

Logan walked to the door and cautiously looked through the peephole. Only after finding that there was only a middle-aged man at the door did he feel relieved enough to open it.

"Hello sir, my name is Jack, and I am the son of the innkeeper."

As soon as the door opened, Jack introduced himself with a smile.

Logan looked at Jack, frowned, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jack gave an awkward smile and said, "I'm very sorry, there's been a problem with the water pipes in the hotel, and the entire hotel is forced to temporarily shut off the water. This is something that should be handled by our hotel staff, but my father has some problems with his legs. As you know, elderly people often have minor leg ailments, making it really inconvenient for him to get around. But I need someone to help me. I wonder if you would be willing to help me, sir?"

After a pause, Jack added, "It doesn't need to be too complicated. It only takes a few kilometers to replace a small section of the water pipe, and half an hour will be enough."

Logan thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

After all, he had finally managed to get a night's rest during his escape, and he didn't want to miss out on a rare night without water to take a shower.

Jack nodded gratefully. "Let's go then. Thank you for your help."

After saying that, the two went downstairs, picked up their hunting rifles and toolboxes, and walked into the night, passing through a grove of trees.

"Are you here for travel?"

Jack turned on his flashlight and asked a question.

"Um."

Logan looked at the dense bushes around him and casually said, "My name is James. My father's lifelong wish was to see the North. Before he died, I decided to fulfill his wish. My brother and my daughter are traveling with me."

"I really envy you guys," Jack said with a smile, then sighed and said with a hint of regret, "I also want to travel, but there are too many things to do at home."

"Time can be made," Logan shrugged and chuckled.

"We can't squeeze any out," Jack said helplessly. "My family has lived here for generations and has been running a hotel for over 20 years. My mother passed away a few years ago, and my father has trouble walking. My son and daughter are also quite demanding. My wife and I have been exhausted these past few years."

Logan paused for a moment, looking at Jack with a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a feeling of mixed emotions, including regret and a touch of sadness). This was the life Jack was living, which was exactly what he had been looking for, instead of leading a group of people on a life of constant flight around the world.

With a sigh, Logan said with a wry smile, "Sometimes a happy family is more important than any beautiful scenery. Many people envy your life now."

Jack smiled.

boom!

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than a heavy thud sounded from the side, accompanied by an animal cry.

"not good!"

Jack was terrified. He quickly pulled Logan down to crouch, switched off the flashlight, and hid behind a tree. He put a finger to his lips to signal Logan to be quiet, and whispered, "It's a wild boar."

"Wild boar?"

Logan was somewhat surprised.

Jack nodded. "Wild boars are very common here. They always like to run into town. Over the years, they have smashed many shop windows and even injured people, causing headaches for the townspeople. Later, someone organized a hunting season, which reduced the number of wild boars, but they still appear frequently. These guys are extremely irritable, and being targeted by them is not good news."

As he spoke, Jack held up his shotgun, watching his surroundings. After waiting for a long time and confirming that there was no movement, he stood up and said, "Looks like they ran away. Let's go."

Logan nodded and followed Jack.

Their destination was the control room in the forest, the place where water was distributed from the main pipeline to each household.

As soon as the two arrived, Logan noticed that the pipe had burst, and water was gushing out of it, splashing and forming streams on the ground.

Upon seeing this, Jack quickly ran into the control room and turned off the water valve, finally stopping the splashing water from the pipe.

Looking at the damaged water pipe, Jack said helplessly, "This should be the government's job, but the government in Link Town never repairs the water source. Those guys just collect money. Even if we go to government officials, it's useless. They just ridicule us in various ways."

As he spoke, Jack crouched down, opened his toolbox, and asked Logan for help. He removed the broken pipe and replaced it with a new one.

"To ensure the town has a reliable water supply, the sheriff and I usually repair these pipes, sometimes even in the middle of the night."

As Jack installed the new pipes, he couldn't help but complain, "Damn it, if the government doesn't do anything, I guess we won't have to pay any more money!"

As he spoke, the water pipes were assembled, and Jack reopened the valve. The newly installed water pipes functioned normally, and water flowed back into the town.

"Perfect!"

Jack looked at the repaired water pipe with satisfaction and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

boom!

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than a wild boar suddenly rushed out of the night.

The wild boar, raised on various odds and ends in the woods, looked enormous. Its robust body resembled a large water bucket, and its black fur was almost completely hidden in the darkness.

The wild boar swung its limbs and charged toward Jack.

Jack was so frightened by the noise in the dark that he fell to the ground, completely panicked.

Given the speed and size of the wild boar, Jack would definitely get injured if he were hit!

Seeing the wild boar galloping by, Jack was terrified and had no time to react; he could only stare wide-eyed.

Just as the boar was about to hit Jack, in a flash, Logan kicked out.

Ugh~

The wild boar let out a deep roar, its abdomen instantly caved in, and its 150-pound body flew into the air, completing a perfect parabola in the night before crashing to the ground.

(End of this chapter)