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"Wolverine will fight against the clone, and due to the intervention of a farmer, the clone was severely injured. At this moment, the clone is at its weakest in terms of combat power, which is also the best time for me to take action." As Noel said this, a glint flashed in his eyes. "As long as I capture the clone, I can then study the self-healing factor in his body and replicate it. As long as I don't do anything foolish, like inject adamantium into my body or consume genetically modified food, my self-healing ability will become extremely powerful. My survival ability will reach an astonishing level. Only by staying alive, only by not dying, can the future hold endless possibilities."
Soon enough, Noel arrived in Oklahoma City. After entering the city, he found a place conveniently located in a central area, next to a gathering point of several large local casinos. Sitting in a corner, browsing the local news on his phone, just as Noel was tirelessly scrolling through the news, suddenly a terrifying buzzing sound erupted. An immense spiritual wave spread invisibly in all directions. Noel, who was browsing his phone, instantly froze in place, unable to move. "Professor X has lost control! And the other party is near me!"
Noel never expected that the place he randomly chose happened to be not far from Professor X, Wolverine, and the others. Shortly after he arrived, he encountered Professor X's loss of control. At the same time, due to the powerful spiritual impact, Noel's ears were filled with buzzing, making him very uncomfortable. However, he quickly noticed something. He could slightly bend his fingers and make extremely slow movements. Although it was far from the level of Wolverine's actions when facing Professor X, it already surpassed ordinary people and even other mutants who were completely immobilized under suppression.
"What's going on? Why do I seem to have some resistance to Professor X's psychic power?" Noel knew that Wolverine had a certain level of psychic resistance, but he didn't know whether it came from his adamantium or his self-healing factor. He didn't understand why he also had a bit of psychic resistance. Although it was not as strong as Wolverine's, Noel was still somewhat shocked.
After all, Wolverine's psychic resistance was among the top, even among the mutant forces. It was not suitable to compare himself with him. He quickly pondered the factors that could generate psychic resistance in his body. Soon, a flash of insight came to his mind. "I understand, I know why it's like this! The Super Soldier Serum! The serum not only strengthened my body but also strengthened my mind in that terrifying agony. To be precise, I endured the destructive and crushing pain in my body, which greatly trained my willpower, leading to the enhancement of my psychic power. Compared to ordinary people, my willpower is stronger, which is why I have a certain resistance to Professor X's psychic power."
Noel didn't expect that he still had a certain level of psychic resistance. This was an unexpected discovery, a pleasant surprise.
Just as Noel was contemplating, Professor X's attack suddenly stopped. Noel understood that Wolverine had injected a sedative into Professor X. His body regained its freedom, and he could move easily again. He stood up and looked towards the high wall next to him, which was behind the neighboring casino. That was the only place around where people could live, so Wolverine and the others should be there.
Noel quickly started his motorcycle and headed towards the casino. But when he arrived, he didn't see any sign of Wolverine and the others. He waited for a while, only seeing a group of mercenaries from the Essex Group. Some were running out of the casino, and some were getting off a van. One of them was the head of security for the Essex Group, a cyborg named Donald, with his arm transformed into a mechanical form. He was one of the people who had been chasing after Wolverine and the little wolf girl from the beginning.
Noel saw Donald angrily pounding on the car door and growling, "Damn it!" Seeing this, Noel understood that Wolverine had already left. But Noel didn't mind, because the Essex Group would lead him to Wolverine and the others. They would lead him to X-24, the clone of Wolverine. Within Donald's team, there was Caliban, who could sense mutants within a 20-mile radius. So, they could easily find Wolverine and the others.
Noel parked his car on the side of the road and kept an eye on Donald's team using his peripheral vision. He was very careful not to be discovered by Donald's people. After all, this group specialized in security work and must have excellent counter-surveillance abilities. Noel picked up his phone and pretended to be an ordinary person, flipping through it.
Soon, Donald's team started moving. The convoy drove out of the front gate of the casino and headed north, towards Eden. Seeing the convoy move, Noel put away his phone and hung back behind the convoy to avoid being noticed. That's how Noel drove for another half day. Suddenly, he noticed a small car speeding out of and leaving the convoy, moving at a faster pace. Seeing this, Noel frowned slightly, "What's going on? Why is this car from the convoy running so fast?" But Noel didn't chase after it because Donald's car was still in the convoy, and Caliban was in it. He just needed to follow Donald's car and had no need to pay attention to the others.
So, he drove for another ten minutes. Finally, the speed of the convoy ahead slowed down. They eventually stopped in front of a farmhouse. Noel had turned off his car lights long ago, so it was pitch black. He parked his car on the side and walked up, lowering his footsteps. Just at that moment, he heard a mournful roar from the front, "Charles!" That was Wolverine's voice! Seeing this, Noel's expression tightened, instantly understanding that Professor X had died, killed by the Wolverine clone. "How did this happen so quickly? Weren't they just arriving?" Noel muttered to himself.