Hearing Wolverine say that, George not only wasn't worried, but a smile appeared on his face.
Since Wolverine had already considered this direction, it meant he guessed correctly; Wolverine was tough on the outside but soft on the inside, and deep down, he still wanted to help.
"What kind of person Tony Stark is, we need to judge after we meet him.
If he's not trustworthy, then you can also get a sufficiently generous reward from this matter and leave.
With money, you can take Professor to live the life you want, without having to care about us anymore.
How does that sound to you?"
"I need to think about it."
Wolverine took a bottle of strong liquor from the car seat, chugged it down in one go, then closed his eyes and thought for a long time before slowly replying:
"Okay, I agree to help you, but on one condition: we cannot bring Professor.
Professor's condition is not as good as you think; he cannot actively control his abilities, and once his presence appears in New York, it will cause panic among the government, which will be even more troublesome!"
"No problem."
George thought for a moment and nodded.
He only thought about using Professor X's abilities, but he forgot the impact of Professor X, this 'weapon of mass destruction,' entering New York; it might even attract S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.
Rather than that, it's better not to bring him.
Anyway, at worst, they could torture Obadiah; he believed that under the threat of death, the other party would honestly reveal Tony Stark's whereabouts.
Actually, this was also good; Professor X was still inconvenient to move, and with only him and Wolverine acting, the efficiency would be much higher.
"Then let's leave here quickly; those thugs just fired shots, and the Police will probably be here soon."
Seeing that George had settled the matter, Gabriella couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, then looked at the bodies of the thugs on the ground and quickly reminded him.
Wolverine, meanwhile, bent down again, preparing to reattach the car wheel.
"Don't worry, precisely because there were gunshots, those Police won't come so quickly."
"Well, they're really dedicated then."
At this moment, George also squatted down, his hands constantly changing gestures:
"Repairing Spell!"
The Repairing Spell took effect, and the car wheel that had been taken off immediately restored itself.
This was the second spell he could cast with his hand gestures at the moment.
"It seems your body doesn't just contain the genes of Professor and Magneto?"
Wolverine saw this, and a surprised look appeared on his face.
George smiled and shrugged:
"Actually, I'm not sure how many types of genes they've integrated into me."
"Your situation reminds me of a very talkative friend I once had; he also had many Mutant genes integrated into his body and even had his mouth sealed."
Wolverine recalled memories deep in his mind and couldn't help but sigh.
"Unfortunately, they're all gone now."
"Friends, old ones go and new ones come; life always has to go on, don't be so pessimistic."
George casually comforted him.
Actually, he always had a question: whether the current Wolverine had experienced Days of Future Past, whether he had memories from two different timelines, or if this Universe simply didn't have two timelines at all.
In X-Men's Days of Future Past, changing the past also changes the present.
In the Marvel Cinematic Universe, changing the past only extends a new timeline and doesn't change the present.
However, he couldn't ask about such things now; he could only wait until they were more familiar.
Wolverine looked at him with some surprise:
"It seems you really do have some of Professor's genes in you."
With the car repaired, Wolverine led the way in the luxurious extended car, and Isa followed closely behind in the truck with George and the children, driving towards the border.
Professor's situation was special, so Wolverine had him hidden in a sparsely populated border area.
"This used to be a factory opened by a transnational smelting company headquartered in Shanghai, but they eventually had to abandon it due to the chaotic public security; normally, no one comes here."
The car stopped in front of an abandoned factory building at the border, and Wolverine introduced it to George.
It was precisely because El Paso bordered Mexico, with a large number of Mexicans illegally crossing to live, causing chaotic public security, that they were able to remain hidden and undiscovered.
If it were in a city with good public security, it would be impossible to hide.
"Logan, who are they?"
At this moment, a man wrapped in a scarf and wearing a hat, with only his eyes showing, cautiously walked out of the factory building and looked at George and the Mutant children with some confusion.
"Caliban, these children are Mutants; let's go inside first, and I'll explain the details to you."
Wolverine waved his hand and led everyone into the factory building.
George glanced at the man wrapped in a scarf, and relevant information instantly flashed through his mind.
Caliban, a Mutant with the ability to track the location of Mutants, was once a black market merchant who profited greatly by selling the whereabouts of Mutants.
He also helped Yake Lai (transliteration) hunt down Mutants for money.
Later, he contracted albinism and could no longer see sunlight, began to repent for his crimes, and started helping Wolverine and Professor X hide their tracks.
At the end, upon seeing Professor X killed, he tragically detonated two grenades, dying with his enemies.
So, for now, he is considered a trustworthy Mutant.
"No wonder... No wonder he always said he was communicating mentally with some people, saying there were still many new Mutants, so there really are; but Logan, are you really determined to do this? It's very dangerous?"
Inside the factory building, after listening to Logan's words, Caliban's brows furrowed tightly.
He sympathized with the Mutant children, but he was more concerned about Wolverine's safety.
Of the older generation of Mutants, only the three of them were left, and after years of living together, he had long considered Wolverine and Professor as his only family.
"George is right, maybe this is the only way to truly cure Professor; you also know that the water tank can't hold Professor forever, and this situation can't go on.
We need money, and better equipment and medicine to treat him.
Besides, I don't believe the Canadian government will treat those children well; human governments are never good."
Wolverine threw a bag of medicine and a card to Caliban.
"These medicines are enough for Professor for a month, and this card contains all the money I've saved over the years; I originally planned to buy a yacht and take you and Professor to live on the high seas.
If something happens and I don't come back, I'll trouble you to take care of Professor."
"Okay, I know I can't stop you, I can only tell you that if you don't come back, I won't take care of that difficult old man alone; I'll abandon him and leave with this money by myself."
Caliban took the medicine and the card, remained silent for a moment, and finally replied with a smile.
Wolverine also smiled for the first time in a while:
"You won't, otherwise you wouldn't have given up all the money you saved to help us back then."
"It's your turn to feed him the medicine; I've been struggling all night."
Caliban shook his head helplessly, took a bottle of medicine out of the bag, and placed it in Wolverine's hand.
Clearly, Wolverine had hit the mark.
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