Chapter 946: Mutants and the Sentinel Services (First update!)

Before Hawk came here to the mutant underground community with Wanda, it wasn't as if he hadn't thought about what the underground community here would look like.

For example……

Hiding in the sewer pipes.

After all, the sewer pipes in Niuyuecheng are interconnected, and when winter comes, some homeless people will come to live in the sewer pipes.

In a word.

Stinking to death is better than freezing to death.

In fact, the mutant underground community here is indeed hidden in the sewer pipes.

But there is only one entrance to the underground community; one can only enter through the opening in the basement of this five-story apartment building with mottled exterior walls, and then, after walking about fifty meters, one arrives at the mutant underground community.

The sewer pipes here seem to have been abandoned; they don't have the dampness of ordinary sewers. Although the air does smell bad, the sparrow may be small, but it has all the internal organs.

Looking around.

Epsilon-level mutants are visible to the naked eye; although they aren't dressed well, their spirits don't look very good either.

But……

"Mutants help mutants."

"Although the living conditions here aren't great, at the very least, they can survive here."

"If they were outside, once discovered, the people from the Sentinel Services would take them away within half an hour, and they would never appear again."

Under the guidance of the underground community manager who led them in—while Wanda used her scarlet Chaos Magic to disguise herself as a mutant—he introduced the place as such.

After all, they didn't have an X-gene detector, so there was no way to tell with the naked eye whether Wanda was a mutant or not.

Wanda's gaze swept over those Epsilon-level mutants with severely deformed appearances, and then she captured the keywords in the manager's words.

"Wasn't the Sentinel Services abolished ten years ago, when Magneto wreaked havoc in Washington?"

"Heh!"

Hearing this, the manager sneered incessantly: "That's what those brightly dressed gentlemen on Capitol Hill said, but they just moved their persecution of our people from the open to the underground. Their persecution of us has never stopped."

But judging from the tone of his voice, it was clear that this manager had a lot of resentment toward Washington.

Hmm.

Enough to sustain an Evil Sword Immortal.

If his mutant ability weren't perhaps a bit weak, the manager would likely have had the urge to take a blade to Washington.

Hawk looked at the manager, whose face was full of resentment and anger, and thought to himself.

After a while.

The two followed the manager to a recessed platform built into the most common part of the sewer, where there was a rusty iron door.

Pushing open the iron door, they arrived behind it, in an air-raid shelter about the size of two football fields that had been excavated when the sewer was built.

The air-raid shelter was brightly lit, and some mutants with mutated appearances, as well as some who looked no different from ordinary people, were walking around in twos and threes.

This was the mutant underground community of Niuyuecheng.

"Under normal circumstances, this place only opens at ten o'clock at night."

"And closes at four in the morning."

"During this time, as long as you are a mutant, you can come here to seek help from us or other members of our race."

The manager led the two to a small room on the edge of the air-raid shelter that looked like it was used for office work. After inviting the two to sit down, he explained the operating rules of this underground community and then shrugged: "After all, mutants help mutants, so, you two, is there anything I can help you with?"

Wanda didn't speak and looked at Hawk on the side.

Hawk said directly: "I heard from Solon that this place knows the address of Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters."

Solon was the name of that Beatle.

He probably knew that Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters should be in the suburbs of Niuyuecheng.

But……

Let's put it this way.

People in the Oriental Pearl think that everyone outside their city is a country bumpkin; Niuyuecheng is the same—once you leave Niuyuecheng, it's the suburbs.

Furthermore, even in the vicinity of Niuyuecheng, the range is very large. Rather than searching aimlessly, it was better to follow the clues provided by that Beatle, Solon.

The manager was slightly stunned upon hearing Hawk's purpose.

"You want to find the X-Mansion?"

"Yes."

"Sorry."

After receiving confirmation, the manager gave an apologetic smile: "I don't know the address of the X-Mansion, and even if I did, I wouldn't suggest you go there."

Hawk raised an eyebrow.

Wanda was a bit curious upon hearing this.

"Why?"

"No one knows the address of the X-Mansion."

The manager, having just learned that Hawk and Wanda had come to Niuyuecheng from out of town, now understood their purpose and knew they were here for the legendary X-Mansion that sheltered mutants. He said with a serious expression: "You cannot find the X-Mansion; you can only let the X-Mansion find you. The so-called addresses of the X-Mansion that are circulating now are almost all fake; they are traps set by the Sentinel Services to lure us in."

You cannot find the X-Mansion; you can only let the X-Mansion find you.

The currently circulating addresses of the X-Mansion are all traps set by the Sentinel Services?

Hawk listened to the manager's serious explanation, his expression thoughtful.

"So, the X-Mansion is still by invitation only?"

"Who knows."

The manager shrugged and chuckled: "If every mutant knew about the X-Mansion and could go there, my mutant underground community wouldn't exist."

That was also a fact.

Everyone knows that Magneto is the hawk leader of the mutants, but since what happened ten years ago, Magneto has also disappeared without a trace.

Likewise, all mutants know the great name of Professor X, Charles Xavier, and the X-Mansion he founded to shelter all mutants is also circulating among mutants.

But……

Hearing is false, seeing is believing.

After the manager handed the two glasses of whiskey he had poured to Hawk and Wanda, he smiled again and said: "At the very least, in my memory, I have never seen any mutant I know go to the X-Mansion, or rather, some members of our race went, but I have never seen them appear again."

Hawk took the whiskey handed over by the manager and took a sip.

Being told this by the manager, fragments about the X-Mansion, as well as the fragments he had seen when entering the sewer just now, surfaced in his mind.

Come to think of it, it seems that he had indeed never seen Epsilon-level mutants in the movie clips related to the X-Mansion.

That is to say, mutant homeless people whose abilities are dispensable and whose appearances are severely deformed.

So……

What exactly is the X-Mansion, which protects and shelters all mutants, protecting and sheltering?

Of course.

Hawk had no malice toward the famous Professor X, but he had no good feelings either.

In a word.

None of his business.

He just wanted to find the X-Mansion and then see if the Jean here was his daughter.

That was all.

Hawk thought to himself, then looked at the manager and clinked glasses with him: "So, if I want to find the X-Mansion, is there any way?"

The manager took a sip of the wine in his glass.

"Mr. Phoenix, you seem to care a lot about the X-Mansion. Can you tell me the reason? Of course, if it's inconvenient……"

"Our daughter is suspected to be in the X-Mansion."

"……"

The manager's expression was slightly stunned as he looked at Hawk and Wanda beside him.

But the two had serious expressions, with no trace of joking.

"Hiss!"

The manager gasped, then gave a wry smile and shook his head: "Sorry, I really don't know."

Upon hearing this, Hawk was not disappointed.

There are always more solutions than difficulties. ===== CHAPTER 948 =====