"Ding!"
"Combat detected, drop reward: Super Reflex Nerves (Deadpool)"
"Ding!"
"Combat detected, drop reward: Teleportation (Phantom)"
The drop reward prompts sounded.
Inside the building, William Stryker had already led the Mutant Squad to deal with the guards of the faction leader and was questioning him about the whereabouts of the meteorite.
The entire assault process was unstoppable, sweeping everything before them.
Although the faction leader discovered the intrusion in advance and shut down the elevator, Thunderbolt can control electricity and equipment through it, so shutting down the elevator was no obstacle for them.
Because there was no combat, Thunderbolt did not drop any ability.
Although the faction leader had over a dozen people around him with sufficient firepower, when the elevator door opened and Deadpool rushed out wielding his dual swords, everything was already over.
Slicing bullets with swords is Deadpool's specialty!
Speaking of which, the Deadpool in this timeline has not yet been modified into a killing machine with multiple abilities; currently, he probably doesn't even have Self-healing ability.
In the entire Mutant Squad, except for Wolverine and Thunderbolt who didn't make a move, even Phantom triggered a combat drop reward when he prevented the faction's Boss from grabbing a gun.
"Take the diamonds, they're all yours."
The faction leader thought the other party was after the diamonds he processed.
This place was considered a diamond processing Base, otherwise, there wouldn't be so many weapons and personnel, and the security wouldn't be so tight.
"I don't want your diamonds, I want this."
William Stryker picked up a black stone used as a decoration on his desk.
The faction leader looked stunned: "That's worthless, it's just a souvenir."
"Where did you find it? I need to know the source."
"A small village, in the remote inland, three days away from here."
William Stryker nodded with satisfaction, took the black stone, turned around, and left.
The Mutant Squad followed closely behind.
The faction leader slumped in his chair, looking at the corpses scattered on the ground, completely dumbfounded.
So you broke into my Base, killed so many people, just to know where I got that worthless decorative stone?
Am I crazy?
Or are you crazy?
For a worthless piece of broken stone, was it worth it?
William Stryker and the Mutant Squad left the building.
Wolverine frowned, feeling as if something wasn't right.
"Where's Victor?"
At his question, the others suddenly realized that Victor hadn't appeared since climbing onto the roof.
Given his warlike and bloodthirsty nature, he should have gone in ahead of them and started a massacre.
"Could he be in trouble?"
"With his strength, that's unlikely, right?"
"Maybe he got carried away with killing and is having a blast in some corner!"
Everyone discussed and joked, not genuinely worried about his safety.
On one hand, his strength was formidable; on the other hand, his personality was quite annoying.
If it weren't for Wolverine holding them back, they would have fought countless times by now.
"Sniff sniff --"
Wolverine sniffed.
He smelled Victor's scent, and it was...
Wolverine subconsciously looked up, only to see a figure rapidly falling from a great height.
With a thud, he fell in front of everyone.
Victor?
Everyone was shocked and quickly took out their weapons, looking up at the roof in alert.
Then, a figure followed closely behind, jumping down from the roof.
Just as he was about to land, he abruptly stopped in mid-air.
This move was clearly a superpower, which meant the other party was a Mutant?!
William Stryker looked at the young Asian man in front of him, his eyes slightly bright, and slowly spoke with a slight smile.
"I didn't expect such an unexpected gain.
What's your name?"
Samuel asked, pretending not to know: "I saw everything.
You... you are not normal people."
"They are not normal people; I am the most normal person among everyone."
Deadpool replied without thinking.
He was a typical case of his words running ahead, with his brain chasing behind.
No matter what he said, he just said it first.
"Only you are not normal!"
Phantom, standing nearby, couldn't help but retort.
William Stryker smiled and said: "They are Mutants with special abilities, just like You.
You are the same kind, so You can rest assured, we will not harm You."
Saying that, he glanced at Victor, who was still crawling on the ground.
"How did You do that?"
"Gravity."
"Is your ability to control gravity? That's an incredible ability!"
William Stryker exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, looking at him with eyes as if he were a treasure...
"With your ability and value, You shouldn't be a guard here.
You should have a broader world and future."
Samuel shook his head and said: "I am not a guard here.
I just... happened to be passing by."
You, an Asian, just happened to be passing through Nigeria?
You must have fled here!
William Stryker had seen similar situations many times.
Suddenly awakening abilities without warning, then being hunted like a monster, forced to leave their families and homes like stray dogs, constantly fleeing in fear and uncertainty.
If they encountered others of their kind, nine out of ten would choose to band together for warmth and mutual comfort.
"Do You want to come with us? With your own kind?"
William Stryker, looking like a kind uncle, extended an invitation.
Silence.
Hesitation.
Samuel's gaze swept over them one by one, and finally, he gritted his teeth: "I, I'll go with you."
William Stryker smiled, nodded at him, and introduced him to the members of the Mutant Squad.
Then he told him to release Victor and asked his name again.
"Samuel, my name is Samuel."
As Samuel introduced himself, Victor, who had regained his freedom, glared at him with a sinister expression!
He was not convinced!
But he didn't impulsively attack again. The ability to control gravity was indeed a bit difficult to handle, and without confidence, he would only humiliate himself.
Of course, he wasn't afraid of Samuel because of this. After all, his Self-healing ability meant he could live forever.
Since he couldn't die, what was there to be afraid of?
"Sooner or later, I'm going to dig out his heart and crush it!" Victor sneered coldly.
"Why dig out his heart? You can just use your Beast-like claws to directly slash his throat, that's more convenient."
Deadpool spoke again, seriously discussing with him how to kill someone more conveniently.
Victor glared at him, but he was completely unfazed. He didn't need a response; he could talk to himself.
He did both the straight man and the funny man's job all by himself.
"Shut up!"
Unable to stand it any longer, William Stryker roared. Deadpool obediently shut his mouth and made a zipping motion with his hand.
Yep, I'm quiet now.
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