I'm in Marvel's infinite draw

Chapter 529 The Real Wolverine

A round of moon poked out from the dark clouds, and the bright moonlight fell on the open space of the base.

Charles bent over slightly, leaning on the railing of the corridor, and looked sideways at Mora next to him, "Why do you suddenly want to know about Caesar?"

Mora turned her face away, not wanting to answer this, but she was afraid that Charles would read his mind directly, so she could only prevaricate: "According to you, isn't he also a mutant, and he still has the honorable status of the Duke of England. If he can join Maybe we can increase our chances of winning by one point when dealing with those people from the Hellfire Club."

"Him?" Charles' mouth twitched.

"Could it be that his mutant ability is not suitable for fighting?" Mo La looked at him in surprise.

"No." Charles shook his head, "It's not so much that his ability is not suitable for fighting, it's better to say that I don't know what his specific mutant ability is."

"How is this possible?" Mora was really surprised this time.

"This is a fact. Although I have lived under the same roof for several years, the only person I can't see through is probably Caesar."

When Charles said this, he spread his hands helplessly: "My ability, from childhood to adulthood, has never been able to enter Caesar's consciousness. Even when he is sleeping and most defenseless. If the consciousness of an ordinary person is an ordinary house, As long as you find the door, you can enter. Then his consciousness is like a super safe with layers of encryption."

"What kind of person is he?" Mo La opened his mouth slightly, and asked this question for the second time.

"how to say."

Charles scratched his head and pointed to the sky outside, "He came from the sky."

"Heaven?"

"Yes. I was less than ten years old at the time. On the night I met Ruiwen, Caesar fell from the sky like a meteorite and smashed a hole in my yard. Even so, he was unscathed. He was homeless. He naturally stayed in my house temporarily."

"You're a total weirdo, too."

Hearing Charles' answer, Mora didn't know what to say, and continued to let people with unknown identities and origins live in her home. Is this something ordinary people would do?

Mora caught the point and said, "Wait a minute. So, Caesar was only about three or four years old?"

"Yes. He is much younger than us. Originally, Ruiwen and I treated him as a younger brother. But after we got to know each other well..."

Charles' eyes were complicated, and he said: "At that time, Caesar had matured beyond expectations, and... due to my mutant ability of ideas, my brain developed far beyond ordinary people. , is an undoubted super genius. But when I get home, I still have to ask Caesar for questions I don’t understand. I am a special existence like a teacher and a friend.”

Mora took the words thoughtfully, "Caesar, is he also a genius?"

"Genius?" Charles couldn't help laughing, "I've never seen him study. He seems to be born with everything, the kind of heavenly man known in the East. In front of him, all those who claim to be geniuses will feel ashamed. "

Mora was more and more shocked by Charles's super high evaluation. In her cognition as a CIA agent, Charles was already in the ranks of top geniuses. She didn't expect Caesar's genius level to be higher than this.

"Okay. Go to bed early, tomorrow we have to look for the whereabouts of the Hellfire Club."

Charles yawned, walked to his room, and waved goodbye to Maura.

Mora was still standing there, not knowing what she was thinking.

"By the way." Charles stopped without turning his head, and solemnly said, "Instead of thinking about bringing in Caesar, it's better to look for other mutants. If Caesar wants to make a move, I'm afraid the world situation has already followed the direction he imagined." develop."

After dropping this inexplicable sentence, Charles continued to walk, and his figure disappeared around the corner of the corridor, leaving Maura standing quietly in the corridor in a daze.

None of them noticed that at the corner of the corridor on the other side, Eric leaned his back against the wall and silently listened to the conversation between the two.

"Caesar..." Eric said to himself, clenching his fists quietly.

America, New York, a late night bar somewhere in the city.

Looking up at the bustling place in front of him, Asazuo turned his head to look at Caesar beside him, and asked in surprise, "Young master, why did we come to such a place?"

"Inquire about information." Caesar said as a matter of course.

A Sazuo was stunned again, and said: "Want to find information? Young master, I can help you sneak into the intelligence databases of various organizations to check."

"Big Red, what do you know?" Caesar said angrily, "That's so boring, unlike here where there are fine wines to drink and beauties to strike up a conversation with. Moreover, the information I want is not available in any intelligence database of any major country. I have to ask why—— I've seen them all a few years ago."

Asazo nodded, "Taught."

"Then let's go." Caesar walked in front, leading Asazo, who was wearing a hat, into the bar.

Caesar is already a frequent visitor to most bars and nightclubs in the world. As soon as they entered, the bunny girl led them to the empty seats.But when he passed by the entertainment hall where he was dancing, Caesar suddenly saw a familiar figure, which made him stop suddenly.

"What's the matter, young master?" Seeing his abnormality, Azazuo also cast his gaze there.

It can be seen that it is a man in his 30s, with black hair like the pricked ears of a wolf, a beard on his shaved face, wearing a worn-out leather wallet, sitting alone on a chair drinking Boozy.

"Same kind." Asazo narrowed his eyes, with his beast-like acuity, he could tell at a glance that the man was a mutant, and he was a very dangerous mutant.

"What kind?" the bunny girl who was serving at the side asked curiously.

"It's none of your business. You can step back and bring three glasses of brandy." Caesar took out a few hundred-dollar bills and sent the bunny girl away.The bunny girl didn't mind either. She took the hundred-yuan bill, twisted her round hips, nodded and backed away with a smile on her face.

"Let's go." Caesar waved his hand and led Asazo towards the man.

"Young master, take this position."

"Are you interested in having a drink, uncle?"

Asazo and Caesar came to the seats on both sides of the man, singing in unison, and surrounded him in the middle.

"Get the fuck out of me!" The man was drinking, and after putting down his glass, he yelled violently, his violent temper was evident.

Asazuo's face changed slightly, he didn't expect the other party to be so shameless.

"Friend, don't be so angry."

Caesar didn't mind, with a smile on his face, he looked at the familiar man in front of him, feeling extremely emotional in his heart.

I didn't expect to meet him in another time and space.

Wolverine, Logan.

The lone wolf who was really in the time and space of the X-Men, his family members were brutally murdered, and his brothers turned against each other. Wolverine is still wandering today.

"Fuck you little bastard, when did I become your friend." Logan took out his cigar and lit it, cursing.

This kind of intimacy made Caesar couldn't help laughing, "It's not certain, maybe in another time and space, we may not only be friends, but also family members."

(End of this chapter)