Chapter 952: Mutants and the Sentinel Services (First Update!)

Before Hawk followed Hearing Wanda to this mutant underground community, it wasn't as if he hadn't imagined what such a place might look like.

For instance...

Hidden inside the sewer pipes.

After all, the sewer pipes of Niuyuecheng spread in all directions, and when winter arrived, some homeless people would even come to live inside them.

In a word.

Better to stink than to freeze to death.

In fact, the mutant underground community here was indeed hidden within the sewer pipes.

But there was only one entrance to the underground community; one had to go through the basement opening of the five-story apartment building with the mottled outer walls before them, and after walking for about fifty meters, one would arrive at the mutant underground community.

The sewer pipes here seemed to have been abandoned; they lacked the dampness typical of ordinary sewers, and although the air didn't smell particularly good, the place was small but complete with all the necessary organs.

Looking around.

Epsilon-class mutants were visible to the naked eye, though they weren't dressed well, and their spirits didn't look particularly 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, within half an hour, the people from the Sentinel Services would take them away, and they would never appear again."

Under the guidance of Hearing Wanda, who used her Scarlet Chaos magic to disguise herself as a mutant, the administrator of the underground community who led them inside 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 Hearing Wanda was truly a mutant.

Hearing Wanda’s gaze swept over those Epsilon-class mutants with severely deformed appearances, then she captured the keywords in the administrator's words.

"Wasn't the Sentinel Services abolished ten years ago, when Magneto caused a scene in Washington?"

"Heh!"

Hearing this, the administrator sneered incessantly: "That’s what those brightly dressed gentlemen on Capitol Hill said, but they simply moved their persecution of our people from the surface to the underground; their persecution of us has never stopped."

But judging by the tone of his voice, it was clear that this administrator held a great deal of resentment toward the capital.

Hmm.

Enough to sustain an Evil Sword Immortal.

If his mutant ability weren't perhaps a bit weak, the administrator might have had the urge to take a blade to the capital.

Hawk looked at the administrator, whose face was filled with resentment and anger, and thought to himself.

After a while.

The two followed the administrator 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 at the same time the sewer was built.

The air-raid shelter was brightly lit, and some mutants with mutated appearances, along with others who looked no different from ordinary people, walked about 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 kin."

The administrator led the two to a small room on the edge of the air-raid shelter that seemed to be used for office work, invited them to sit down, 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?"

Hearing Wanda didn't speak, looking at Hawk to the side.

Hawk said directly: "I heard from Solon that people here know the address of the Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters."

Solon was the name of that beatnik.

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

But...

Let's put it this way.

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

Furthermore, even in the vicinity of Niuyuecheng, the range is vast; rather than searching aimlessly, it was better to follow the clues provided by that beatnik Solon.

The administrator was slightly taken aback upon hearing Hawk's intent.

"You want to find the X-School?"

"Yes."

"Sorry."

After receiving confirmation, the administrator gave an apologetic smile: "I don't know the address of the X-School, and even if I did, I wouldn't advise you to go."

Hawk raised an eyebrow.

Hearing Wanda was a bit curious upon hearing this.

"Why?"

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

The administrator, having already learned that Hawk and Hearing Wanda had come to Niuyuecheng from out of town, and now hearing their intent, realized they were aiming for the legendary X-School that sheltered mutants, and said with a serious expression: "You cannot find the X-School; you can only let the X-School find you. The so-called addresses of the X-School circulating nowadays are almost all fake; they are traps set by the Sentinel Services to lure us in."

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

Are the currently circulating addresses of the X-School all traps set by the Sentinel Services?

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

"So, the X-School is by invitation only?"

"Who knows."

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

That was also a fact.

Everyone knew that Magneto was the hawkish leader of the mutants, but since what happened ten years ago, Magneto had also gone missing.

Likewise, all mutants knew the great name of Professor X, Charles Xavier, and the X-School he founded to shelter all mutants was also whispered among mutants.

But...

Hearing is false, seeing is believing.

After the administrator handed the two poured glasses of whiskey to Hawk and Hearing 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-School, or rather, some kin have gone, but I have never seen them appear again."

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

Being told this by the administrator, fragments about the X-School, as well as the fragments he saw when entering the sewer, surfaced in his mind.

Come to think of it, it seemed that he had indeed never seen Epsilon-class mutants in the movie clips about the X-School.

That is to say, mutant wanderers whose abilities were dispensable and whose appearances were severely deformed.

So...

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

Of course.

Hawk had no malice toward the famous Professor X, but he had no fondness for him either.

In a word.

None of his business.

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

Nothing more.

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

The administrator took a sip of the drink in his glass.

"Mr. Phoenix, you seem very concerned about the X-School. Can you tell me the reason? Of course, if it's inconvenient..."

"Our daughter is suspected to be inside the X-School."

"..."

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

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

"Hiss!"

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

Hawk was not disappointed upon hearing this.

There are always more solutions than difficulties.