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Chapter 75 Arrival at the Mutant Sanctuary, Recovery of the Healing Factor!

The prison break and the deaths of a large number of picket linemen have clearly enraged local officials.

In particular, the release of hundreds of serious criminals and mutants is undoubtedly a disgrace to government officials.

On this day, the entire border area and its surrounding regions were placed on high alert.

Under the direction of local government officials, all leave for the police squad was canceled, all members were recalled, and all other ongoing tasks were put on hold. The entire police squad, along with the special police department and even a small number of local troops, were all involved in the operation to suppress Logan and his gang.

The entire city and its surrounding areas were almost completely sealed off, and even in the remote jungles, patrols were constantly conducting reconnaissance.

Under this inescapable trap, Logan and his companions were undoubtedly in extreme danger. Every step they took had to be taken with utmost care, for the slightest misstep would plunge them into the abyss.

In this situation, Logan and Victor's scouting team was truly walking on a knife's edge, almost getting caught by the riot police several times, but thanks to their quick reactions, they managed to escape danger.

Fortunately, the leader they captured was a complete coward. Under the threat of death, Logan and his men easily extracted information from him about the deployment of the disciplinary team and the times when patrol teams passed through some remote areas.

Using this intelligence, Logan and his team chose a relatively safe route and drove out of the search area without any major incidents.

After leaving the search area, they dared not linger and sped along the road for hundreds of kilometers before finally taking a break by a rugged mountain road rarely visited by people.

"Now that you're safe, there's no use keeping me alive. Can you let me go?"

The tour leader, who had been forced into the back seat of the car, cautiously looked at Logan and John sitting on either side of him and spoke in a trembling voice.

Logan didn't speak, but glanced at John, indicating that he should make the decision.

John readily nodded, opened the car door, and said casually, "Let's go."

Upon seeing this, the team leader was momentarily stunned, seemingly not expecting Logan and the others to let him go, and was still in a daze for a moment.

Meanwhile, Logan extended his steel claws and cut the ropes binding his hands and feet.

The team leader looked at the suddenly relaxed hands and feet, glanced at the car door, and his eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light. Without hesitation, he jumped out of the car and ran wildly down the road as if he were escaping, his speed as fast as a cheetah.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a short sword pierced his chest from behind. The piercing pain of his heart breaking made him stop in his tracks and look down in disbelief at the sword tip protruding from his chest.

Click.

Lorna, sitting in the car, flicked her wrist, and the short sword flew from the leader's chest, returning to her palm. Looking at the crimson blood on the sword, she chuckled, "Now we can go."

As the short sword was recalled, hot blood gushed from the leader's chest.

As he lay dying, he couldn't help but look back at the vehicles behind him. His vision gradually blurred, as if he were cursing these people for breaking their promise. Then he collapsed heavily to the ground, his blood completely staining the ground red.

"We haven't broken our promise; he is indeed gone forever."

Logan looked at the corpse, shook his head with a smile, took out a piece of paper and handed it to Lorna, indicating that she should wipe the sword.

"That's a really funny lame joke."

Lorna carefully wiped the short sword clean, determined not to leave any filthy blood on her blade.

"His fate was sealed the moment he disregarded the children and ordered the shooting of the cabin."

John snorted coldly. They were never any kind of charity organization. How could they possibly let go of scum like this who wouldn't even spare children?

They show no mercy to their enemies.

After resolving this problem, Logan and his group got out of the car.

On the other side of the flat ground, the children gathered together to replenish their food and water. Having just experienced a life-or-death escape, the lingering fear made these children unusually well-behaved. They ate their food quietly and became much quieter.

"Everyone, it's time to get going. We still have a long way to go."

John clapped his hands to signal the children to finish their meal and then arranged for them to get into the car.

There were more than 20 children, and it took three vans to fill them all.

Logan and his gang stole the three vans. After all, they were on the run, and driving the police's armored cars would be too conspicuous. So Logan, Victor, and John rushed to a car dealership in the nearby suburbs and stole the three vans.

It can't really be called robbery. Before leaving, John left more than ten police guns for the car dealership staff. Those guns would fetch far more on the black market than the three vans.

After making sure all the children were on board, Logan and Victor sat in the driver's seat and passenger seat of the lead car, respectively. They were in charge of the professor and six or seven children on that car.

John and Lorna took one car, while Klaus and Caliban took another. Except for refueling, the three cars were almost constantly running, speeding towards the Canadian shelter.

As John said, the journey to the shelter was long, and to evade pursuit, they had to travel along rugged mountain paths, avoiding the mainland as much as possible and avoiding contact with the police officers who were checking them.

Finally, the vehicle entered the great northern forest, constantly traversing through the woodlands.

Alberta.

In the driver's seat, Victor noticed the road sign on the side of the road and almost subconsciously muttered the place name on the sign.

He couldn't help but turn to Logan and smile, "Jimmy, we're back in Alberta!"

"Alberta..."

The name made Logan feel a little dazed. Deep in his mind, the memories that belonged to Wolverine kept replaying because of the appearance of this place name.

Alberta, the farm in Edmonton, and the bloodshed of that night…

This is definitely the most unforgettable place in Wolverine's life, the starting point of his legendary life, and the story here is truly unforgettable.

"I never imagined we'd actually get back here."

Victor looked around at his surroundings and couldn't help but laugh, saying with some emotion, "I really wonder if that farm is still there."

"Even if it were still there, it would probably belong to someone else. I wonder who Grandpa Howlett would have given it to back then."

Logan looked out the window and spoke calmly. Although he hadn't personally experienced that past, he had a deep memory of Wolverine's past.

"You'll know when you have time to go and take a look."

Victor smiled and shrugged. "Now that we're in the shelter, I think the safety issues are much less of a concern. I'm sure we'll have plenty of time to revisit this place."

Logan couldn't help but turn around in surprise, asking incredulously, "You actually want to go back?"

The farm left Viktor with bad memories; all he ever felt there was humiliation and injustice. Logan thought he would hate the place.

Why not?

Victor smiled at Logan, then let out a deep sigh of relief, as if he had let go of the past and said with a smile, "Time always heals all wounds, doesn't it? Including the humiliation I suffered. Besides, the person who humiliated me is long gone. Even if I were to hate someone, I wouldn't know who to hate."

Logan looked surprised; he really hadn't expected Victor to be so open-minded.

But thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. For them, those were things that happened almost two hundred years ago. Two hundred years is enough time to make up for any past traumas.

Just as Logan was reflecting on this, John's voice suddenly came through the walkie-talkie from the car in front.

"Everyone, we're ready. It's in the woods ahead."

"We're finally almost there. I was about to suffocate in the car."

Caliban's response followed, and it was easy to hear the elation in his voice.

Clearly, the journey in Mercedes was quite grueling for him.

After putting down the walkie-talkie, Caliban couldn't help but sniff, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "It seems your shelter is indeed safe. I can smell a lot of mutants. It's been a long time since I've smelled so many of my own kind."

Seeing this, Klaus couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Your sensing range is pretty wide. Looks like finding mutants will be much easier for us in the future."

After talking along the way, Klaus also learned about Caliban's ability. This ability to search for mutants was indeed useless in combat, but it was absolutely amazing when used to find mutants.

Led by John, the convoy drove through a dense forest and finally stopped at a small farm by the river.

Surrounded by mountains and forests, the air is fresh, birds sing, and it is secluded and quiet, giving it the feel of a paradise.

Logan parked the car and looked around at the beautiful scenery, unable to help but think that if no one bothered him, it would be a good choice to retire here.

Everyone got out of the car and stretched freely by the river. The journey had been tiring, and their bones were creaking as they moved around.

Suddenly, a group of people rushed out of the farm. They were of different ages and skin colors, but they were all carrying long guns and looked at Logan and his group with wary expressions.

"Don't be nervous, it's me. I've brought people back."

Seeing this, John, who was in the car in front, hurriedly got out and spoke to these people.

Upon seeing John, the men immediately dropped their guard and quickly put their guns away.

"You're finally back."

One of the men breathed a deep sigh of relief. Then, he looked around anxiously, "Where's Lorna?"

"Marcus, I'm here."

Lorna pushed the professor toward Marcos.

Seeing that Lorna was safe and sound, Marcus breathed a long sigh of relief, finally putting his mind at ease. He then looked at the professor and asked in surprise, "Is this the Professor X you mentioned in the email?"

Before returning, they emailed the shelter, informing them of their experiences along the way and asking them to prepare accommodations for Logan and the others.

"It's not just professors."

Lorna smiled and introduced Logan, who was walking up from behind, "And, Wolverine, Logan."

"Welcome to the shelter, everyone."

Marcus warmly went up to Logan and shook hands, saying, "I hope you can adapt to the environment here."

He had long heard of Wolverine and Professor X, and with their addition, the safety level of the shelter would definitely be raised significantly.

"Thank you for taking us in," Logan replied with a smile.

Marcus quickly waved his hand, "We're all fellow mutants, no need to be so polite. The purpose of our shelter is to protect our people, and the more mutants who join, the better."

As he spoke, he glanced at the professor, Victor, and Caliban, and said, "Our shelter's leader, McCa, knew you were coming and prepared to receive you early this morning. Let me take you to see him first."

Logan nodded. "Okay."

When you come to someone else's territory, it is obviously necessary to meet the local leader. In his words before he transmigrated, it is to pay homage to the leader. Even if Marcos did not say so, he would have proposed to meet this leader.

Marcus nodded happily, then turned to Lorna and said, "I'll take them over first. You take good care of these children."

After saying that, he led Logan and the others into the farm, to a small building in the center of the farm, where they met McCa.

"Wolverine, I've finally met you. Your legendary story sounds like a history book."

McCain was a bearded man with sharp eyes, like a rancher wearing a cowboy hat. He shook hands with Logan warmly.

Then he turned to the professor in the wheelchair and said, "Professor Charles, it's so good to see you. You are my idol. I have read some of your research on the X gene. Although some of them are difficult to understand, they definitely opened the door to my understanding of the X gene. You can even be considered my teacher."

Seeing McCa's attitude, Victor couldn't help but lean close to Logan's ear and say with a smile, "You guys have so many fans, running into each other here like this, they're practically everywhere."

Logan rolled his eyes, signaling him to be quiet, then smiled and replied, "Thank you for taking me in. If the shelter ever needs anything from me, just let me know. I won't refuse to help as long as it's in my way."

"We'll talk about these things later. I believe that this big family at the shelter will make you feel happy and safe."

McCa waved his hand and smiled in response, then said, "I read the email John and the others sent back. It made me very nervous, but thankfully it turned out alright. However, you must all be exhausted. I've prepared accommodations for you. Let Marcos take you there. Of course, I should have shown you the shelter, but I'm sorry, I'm currently busy with some things and have to excuse myself. I'll chat with you later."

Logan nodded. "In that case, we won't bother you any longer. We'll have plenty of opportunities to chat here anyway."

"Okay, goodbye."

McCa waved to them.

Marcus then led Logan and the others to their lodgings, briefly introducing the current situation of the farm as they passed through it.

"This farm is run by everyone together, and it's one of the main sources of shelter. We live in the wooden houses to the north, which makes it convenient to visit each other and chat when we're bored," Marcos said, pointing to a cluster of wooden houses in the distance.

"It looks very cozy."

Logan pushed the professor and nodded as he looked at the cluster of wooden houses.

"Of course." Marcos smiled, then seemed to remember something and added, "By the way, for safety reasons, there are some rules that must be followed in the shelter. Here, we don't need to cook. There's a special canteen that provides meals, distributed according to the number of people. Look, the canteen is not far from the cabin, very convenient."

"Oh, one more thing, you can't go out after 10 p.m. You need to report every night and you also need to report and apply when you go out. After all, it's for safety reasons. I hope you can understand and abide by it. Otherwise, the shelter may not be able to accept you. The stricter the rules, the better the safety guarantee. If it's chaotic, it's easy to get into trouble."

Marcus pondered the regulations for supplementary shelters.

Logan nodded repeatedly. "Don't worry, we won't break the rules."

Marcos smiled and nodded, then quickly led the group to a duplex wooden house. Pointing to the house, he said with a smile, "This will be your home from now on. I hope you have a good stay. You should rest well first. I won't disturb you any longer. See you at dinner."

"it is good."

Logan nodded, looking the cabin up and down. He liked the cabin's structure, and it was located on the very edge of the house, so the ventilation and lighting were excellent.

On the side, there is a row of identical wooden houses, which look very neat.

"Let's go, I'm exhausted today. I can fall asleep as soon as I lie down in bed."

Victor yawned and pushed open the door of the cabin.

Clearly, Maika had arranged for someone to clean it; the whole place was very clean. Although the decoration was very simple, it was a wooden cabin after all, and the simple decor actually gave it a retro feel.

The cabin had enough rooms for each of them, and the water and electricity supply was complete, with even hot water in the shower room.

Logan and his team tidied up a bit, made up the beds, hung the clothes they brought in the closet, and laid out all their personal belongings. After all that, the cabin really felt like a cozy home.

After quickly tidying up, everyone was exhausted. After carrying the professor to his own bed, the rest of them went back to their rooms to rest.

Back in my room and closing the door, exhaustion washed over me instantly. After taking a nice hot shower in the bathroom, I lay down on the bed, but instead of resting immediately, I started to work on my attribute panel.

Endurance: 6

【Strength】: 8

[Agility]: 7

Speed: 9

[Intelligence]: 5

[Defense]: 7

[Willpower]: 10

[Fighting Skills]: 7

[Prestige]: 191

[Special Attributes]: None available

[Special Abilities]: Healing Factor, Heat Vision, Annihilation

[Current Health Condition]: My health condition is gradually improving!

[Free Points]: 17

[Enhancement Points]: 11

"I've got 17 free points already!"

Logan looked at the Free Points section in surprise. He rarely used it to increase his attributes because he always thought of saving it for crucial moments.

Unexpectedly, so much has accumulated without my knowledge.

Moreover, the enhancement points have increased to eleven, which is definitely a considerable amount.

Logan recalled the battle that had just taken place and murmured, "It seems that most of these points were gained when I rescued Lorna. Staying with the tribe is indeed a good choice; even the points can increase so much in a short time."

Thinking it over, Logan didn't hesitate to add all his enhancement points to the self-healing factor.

Currently, his attack methods, in addition to steel claws, include thermal vision and annihilation, which are sufficient for dealing with enemies. On the contrary, his defensive self-healing factor urgently needs to be enhanced.

As the points increased, a feeling of exhilaration instantly filled my body, like suddenly jumping into a pool on a scorching hot summer day. I felt comfortable from the inside out, and the soreness all over my body gradually dissipated.

Logan couldn't help but stretch his limbs, and a smile involuntarily crept up his lips.

At this moment, he noticed that the physical condition on the panel had also changed.

"Her physical condition is normal, and her X gene is gradually recovering."

Logan was startled when he saw those words.

This means that my self-healing ability is about to return to its peak!

(End of this chapter)