Chapter 715

Su Quan's move was too sudden and too strong.

By the time Moira MacTaggert was ready to stop it, the battle was already over.

Ten seconds.

In just over ten seconds, everyone had been defeated by Su Quan.

And it was the kind of defeat where they had no power to parry!

"Su Quan, you..."

"The White Queen is my person. She was bullied. Do you think I should have made a move?"

Su Quan interrupted her and said lightly: "If your boss, your backer, only asks you to do things but never stands up for you, would you follow such a person?"

Moira MacTaggert was speechless. She admitted that what Su Quan said made sense, but in reality, how many bosses or backers would think and do this?

For a moment, she actually felt a bit envious of the White Queen, because she didn't have a boss or backer like Su Quan.

All she had was endless work.

If it's done well, it's expected; if it's done wrong, it's incompetence.

The credit belongs to the leadership, and the responsibility belongs to oneself.

Verbal praise and various "pie in the sky" promises are the norm.

Stand up for yourself?

Don't be ridiculous!

Moira MacTaggert sighed secretly and said: "You should put them down first."

Su Quan waved his hand.

Erik Lehnsherr, who was stuck to the wall, and Raven and Hank McCoy, who were on the ceiling, fell down.

Charles Xavier's headache also disappeared, and he lay on the ground panting heavily.

To avoid further conflict, Moira MacTaggert took Su Quan and the White Queen away.

"Hoo..."

Charles Xavier exhaled deeply and said with a wry smile: "Even without using my ability, I now believe that the White Queen has truly parted ways with Sebastian Shaw."

Although the White Queen's ability is also very strong and she used to be Sebastian Shaw's right-hand man.

But Su Quan's methods and strong attitude make it easy to distinguish the subordinate relationship between the two!

Meeting such a backer, anyone would be devoted, right?

Charles Xavier looked at Erik Lehnsherr, a bit worried that he wouldn't let it go.

"Erik, if we want to stop Sebastian Shaw, we need their help."

Erik Lehnsherr stood up and silently turned and left.

Charles Xavier sighed and looked at Raven and Hank McCoy: "Are you guys okay?"

Both shook their heads.

"Hank, check the condition of Cerebro. Our primary task right now is still to find other mutants."

Hank McCoy nodded and began to check Cerebro.

Cerebro wasn't severely damaged, and it was repaired in half a day.

Charles Xavier put on Cerebro and continued to search for mutants.

In the following days, Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr recruited several mutants one after another.

The activity room prepared specifically for mutants gradually became lively.

Two sides of the activity room were large floor-to-ceiling windows, with CIA agents in black suits walking back and forth outside.

It was protection, and it was also surveillance.

Raven, Hank McCoy, Angel Salvadore, Sean Cassidy, Darwin, Alex Summers, and others sat on the sofa in the activity room, drinking and getting to know each other.

"We should have a codename. I want to be called Mystique," Raven proposed to everyone.

Sean Cassidy said depressedly: "I also want to be called Mystique."

Raven put down her glass, her body surging like waves, and in an instant, she turned into the image of Sean Cassidy.

Sean Cassidy was startled, and then joined everyone in applauding and cheering.

"Darwin, what about you?"

"Uh, Darwin is already a codename, and it's quite fitting—survival of the fittest!"

Darwin was a young black man whose previous profession was a taxi driver. For him, survival of the fittest was his life.

He stood up and walked toward the fish tank nearby, sticking his head into it.

In an instant, gills evolved on his face that allowed him to breathe freely in the water, drawing a round of applause from everyone.

"What about you?" Darwin walked back and pointed at Sean Cassidy.

Sean Cassidy thought for a moment: "I want to be called Banshee."

Hank McCoy asked curiously: "Why choose that name?"

Sean Cassidy stood up and squatted in front of the table, took a deep breath, and exhaled gently.

"Bang!"

He originally wanted to use sound waves to shatter the cup on the table, but his center of gravity was unstable, and he was slightly too high, directly shattering the floor-to-ceiling window.

Everyone was surprised, followed by another round of applause.

Well, for these young mutants, expecting them to be mature and steady is a bit unrealistic.

Moreover, it was their first time being together with their own kind.

"It's your turn," Banshee pointed at the provocatively dressed Angel Salvadore.

"My stage name is Angel," Angel Salvadore stood up and took off her coat, revealing a backless dress underneath.

With her back to everyone, the lifelike butterfly wings on her back seemed to come alive, spreading out from her body and then flapping rapidly, allowing her to float.

"Wow!"

"You can fly?" Mystique shouted enviously.

"And..." Angel Salvadore looked at a bronze statue outside the activity room and opened her mouth to spit gently.

A mass of scorching venom hit the head of the bronze statue directly. The moment it exploded, the statue's head began to burn and corrode, emitting white smoke.

"What's your name?" Angel Salvadore called out Hank McCoy's name.

Hank McCoy's expression was evasive, and he remained silent.

"How about Bigfoot?"

"Everyone knows Bigfoot is great, but yours is too small!" Mystique stood up for Hank McCoy and retorted.

Of course, these were all jokes; no one had any malice.

"Now it's just you left, Alex. What is your talent? What can you do?"

Darwin changed the subject, and everyone looked at Alex Summers.

"No, I, I can't demonstrate. I can't do it here."

Alex Summers wanted to refuse; his ability was too lethal and uncontrollable.

The others naturally disagreed.

Everyone had demonstrated their abilities—oh, except for Hank McCoy, whose ability everyone knew.

"Alex!"

"Alex!"

"Alex!"

They started shouting in a chorus, the sound getting louder and more uniform.

Alex Summers had no choice but to stand up and go outside the activity room, using the bronze statue as the target for his demonstration.

He repeatedly signaled his little friends to hide back, but they wouldn't listen, so he simply stopped caring.

He shook his body slightly, and red energy emerged around him, finally flying out from his chest.

Several red circular rings flew around uncontrollably, and the bronze statue was directly cut in half at the waist.

"Danger."

"Get down!"

Just at this moment, a figure passed by, happening to stand in front of a flying circular ring.

Alex Summers reminded them anxiously and loudly, and then...