"Hank?" Charles saw Beast Hank and was completely shocked. "Why do you have a chainsaw?"
"Um... I..." Hank didn't expect Charles to return so quickly, and he didn't know what to say. "We... um... were playing a ga... and I wanted to join in..."
"What kind of ga is it? And why do you need a chainsaw?" Charles couldn't believe his eyes. "I can't believe what I'm seeing. I thought you were sensible, Hank. Do you realize how dangerous that tool is?"
"I..." Hank looked down, feeling regretful for his impulsive actions. "I'm sorry, Professor..."
"Okay, let's not bla him." Erik comforted Charles. "If you think the chainsaw is dangerous, the people inside are even more dangerous. Have you figured out what to do?"
"..." Charles rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on.
Before he could decide on a plan, they heard Fang Mo's voice from the activity room. "Hey, isn't that our mind-reading prince?"
Everyone turned their attention to Charles and Erik upon hearing this. However, they were still young and too caught up in their excitent to notice the tense atmosphere. Raven, in particular, jumped off the couch with enthusiasm. "Who's the mind-reading prince? We agreed to call Charles Professor X..."
"Look at his pale face, he clearly doesn't like that nickna," Fang Mo sat on the couch, happily poking the fire. "Let's just call him Wheelchair Guy. With his personality, he might end up as a high-level quadriplegic one day."
"So, what are you all up to?" Seeing Charles remain silent, Erik took the lead. "And why is the room so ssy?"
"We're playing a ga." Salvador the Angel realized sothing was off and spoke up quickly. "Fang Mo... brought out a gold block and said we could take whatever we want from it."
"A gold block? What gold block?" Erik asked, confused.
"It's this," Alex, also known as Havok, pointed to the broken gold block in front of him, a smile of excitent on his face. "I can't believe it. Looks like I'm the richest person here now."
"Except for Fang Mo," Darwin added.
"A gold block?" Charles and the others shifted their attention to Alex's side upon hearing the conversation. Indeed, there was sothing broken into two halves on the ground, but without an explanation, no one would consider it gold due to its large size.
Erik tried to manipulate the object with his powers, but since gold isn't affected by magnetism, he couldn't hide his surprise. "Wow, could this thing really be made of gold?"
Charles also picked up on the thoughts of the others to so extent.
He wasn't invading their privacy or anything like that. In fact, he had been practicing self-control recently, so he could only sense their emotions. He noticed that these young mutants were very excited.
Charles started to believe the story a little when they ntioned gold.
"Where did you get all this gold?" Charles asked Fang Mo, surprised. "Aren't you focused on combat? Is this gold... stolen?"
"I dug up this gold myself," Fang Mo replied directly to Charles. "You clearly haven't been handling things well. You left these children here without caring for them. So, what's wrong with , as an elder, giving them a small gift?"
"Your gift is really generous," Erik couldn't help but comnt.
"It's nothing special," Fang Mo shrugged and smiled. "If Charles ever becos paralyzed, I could even give him a golden wheelchair..."
"Why do you always bring up being paralyzed?" Charles asked. "You don't seem hostile, but you keep ntioning it. Why?"
"I'm just reminding you with good intentions," Fang Mo smiled and raised his hands. "Your voyeuristic soul is so corrupt that it could harm even a healthy body. Who knows, one day you might beco paralyzed?"
"Let's not talk about whether I'll be paralyzed or not right now," Erik interrupted Fang Mo's banter, focused on their arch-nesis Sebastian. "We've found Sebastian's trail, and he's currently in the Soviet Union. We need to fly there within an hour."
"The Soviet Union?" Fang Mo rembered the plot upon hearing this. If he recalled correctly, the trace they found in the Soviet Union wasn't Sebastian but the White Queen Emma. It was a trap to lure Charles and Erik there, allowing Sebastian to attack and kill the young mutants on their side.
"I'm not going," Fang Mo straightforwardly declined Erik's invitation.
"Why?" Charles asked, confused. "Aren't you searching for Sebastian? Why won't you co with us?"
"Have you seen the gold on the ground?" Fang Mo couldn't be bothered to explain and made up an excuse. "I dug it up from the Soviet Union's underground treasury."
"Well, if that's the case, we have no choice," Charles and Erik exchanged a helpless look and left first.
CIA agent Moira quickly followed them. She believed that compared to the young mutants, these two were more dependable.
Soon, the three of them flew together into Soviet territory.
After Charles and the others left, Fang Mo stopped teasing. He had already had enough fun earlier, and now he had to capture Sebastian. Therefore, he decided to go back and take a nap first.
However, the other young mutants were still excited about the gold and continued celebrating late into the night.
The next day ca quickly.
Fang Mo woke up early and went to the kitchen with a big piece of beef.
This beef was from the Minecraft world and was as big as a washbasin in real life, with beautiful patterns on it like marble.
The CIA chef had never seen soone eat steak so early in the morning, but he knew Fang Mo was special and didn't want to ignore him. He took the beef, cut a piece, and quickly cooked a juicy and tender steak for Fang Mo.
After finishing the steak, Fang Mo asked the chef for another portion and then went to the activity room.
About two hours later, Logan ca in with a cigar.
"Have you eaten?" Fang Mo asked Logan. "If not, do you want to cook for you?"
"Can you stop causing trouble in the morning?" Logan replied without looking at Fang Mo. He sat at the bar counter, took out a glass, and prepared to drink. "Do we have any peanuts left?"
"Or should I prepare so fennel beans for you next ti?" Fang Mo smiled and said, "Drinking whiskey all the ti isn't that interesting. Next ti, I'll find a way to get you so authentic aged cellar liquor, fernted at low temperatures. It has a really nice aroma..."
"I always feel like you have sothing else to say." As Logan poured himself a drink, he said, "But thanks anyway, I've never tried that stuff."
Just as Logan was about to drink, Fang Mo suddenly took away his glass. Then Logan saw that Fang Mo had brought a large plate of hot steak, filling the air with its delicious sll.
"Don't just drink, have so food." Fang Mo smiled and placed the plate on the counter. "There's a big event tonight, so rember to stand by my side and make comnts when the jokes co up."
"Got it." Logan grabbed a piece of beef and ate it. He chewed and said, "I'll try to stay away then... Mmm, this steak is really delicious."
He took another piece and enjoyed it.
Unlike Fang Mo and Logan, the other young mutants woke up in the afternoon because they had stayed up late the previous night. They groggily ate in the cafeteria before going to the activity room.
The CIA people were efficient.
They had almost destroyed the place the night before, but by the next day, everything was back to normal. They fixed everything and made it look like new, except for the grass.
As for Alex, he had the most gold, so he talked to the CIA's higher-ups and gave them so of the gold for the repairs. The agents were curious about where Alex got the gold, but when they heard that Fang Mo brought it, they stopped asking.
Ti passed quickly, and soon it was night. Logan looked at the sky outside, then put down his glass.
Fang Mo humd a tune while watching TV, not feeling worried at all.
The young mutants on the other side were unaware that sothing bad was about to happen. They kept playing gas and having fun.
But good tis don't last forever. Before long, they heard strange noises from outside.
"What's happening?" Salvador the Angel asked nervously.
"I don't know," said Beast Hank, frowning. "But it doesn't seem good."
Everyone gathered by the window to see what was going on outside.
Suddenly, the head of the base fell from the sky and crashed outside the window, making a big ss of flesh and blood splattering on the glass.
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