"The equipment is fine and will arrive early tomorrow morning. Based on your diagnosis, how long will it take for him to recover?"
Upon hearing Stephen's diagnostic report, George wasn't too disappointed.
While it was somewhat regrettable that Professor could no longer use his abilities, it wasn't entirely a bad thing.
If Professor could freely use his abilities and recover to that peak Level 4 Mutant who could kill most Earthlings with a cerebra amplifier, then their safety would indeed be guaranteed, but it would also impose limitations.
Professor X, for all humans and Mutants on the entire Earth, was indeed a good person; he prevented the Cuban Missile Crisis, established the Mutant School, and found a path forward for those confused Mutant children.
He also didn't restrict the freedom of those school children when they grew up, preventing them from becoming killing weapons.
However, in George's view, he was too idealistic, too naive in believing in the inherent goodness of human nature, always wanting to resolve the conflict between Mutants and humans through peaceful means.
He was very stubborn in certain aspects.
Different philosophies would lead to disagreements when facing certain issues in the future. At that point, would he have the final say or would Professor X?
Actually, although his current body was a Mutant experimental subject, he had no particular philosophy regarding Mutants and humans; in his heart, there was only the distinction between enemies and his own people.
If they were his own people, he would unite them; if they were enemies, he would eliminate them. It was that simple.
There was no need to differentiate; he even felt that Professor X shouldn't have created the term "Mutant." What was Mutant or not Mutant? Wasn't it just humans with superpowers?
There were quite a few humans with superpowers in this World, and they never said they weren't human.
Now that Professor had been cured and his mind returned to normal, he could no longer use his abilities. This was perfect for him to honestly teach those Mutant children and help them develop their abilities.
In the future, some less important matters could be handed over to the children as they grew up, and he could focus on magic.
"If your equipment is in place, Mr. Logan should be able to complete the toxin clearance in about three days. Mr. Charles will be a bit later, estimated to be close to a month."
Stephen roughly calculated and replied.
George nodded:
"Good. Once you cure Professor, I will let you go back as agreed."
Hearing George's assurance, Stephen slightly relaxed.
He didn't trust George, but he had some faith in Professor's character, cultivated through years of comics.
If Professor was truly like he was in the comics, leading the X-Men to save humanity multiple times, he shouldn't harm them.
Three days later, in the treatment room, Wolverine sat up from the treatment pod and agilely jumped out with a flip.
At this moment, Wolverine was no longer in his Old Man Logan form with white hair and scars, but had returned to his peak Wolverine form, full of muscles.
Wolverine in his prime possessed nearly two hundred years of combat skills, an almost immortal body, and powerful self-healing abilities. Unless he encountered something specifically designed to counter him, he was virtually impossible to defeat.
Even the most terrifying human weapon, the nuclear bomb, could not kill him; he was the bane of all firearms.
Compared to the peak Wolverine, the X-24 cloned by Dr. Rice was simply a World apart.
The clone X-24 not only had weaker self-healing abilities than Wolverine but also had an incomplete mind, let alone any combat skills; it fought purely by instinct.
Even Little Wolf Girl, when she grew up, could defeat X-24.
"It's been a long time since I felt like this!"
Wolverine smoothly extended his Adamantium claws, unable to help but sigh.
Hormonal changes affected his form; in his previous aged state, his psychological state also felt like he had entered old age. But now, after recovering, he felt both physically and mentally rejuvenated.
It felt like, like when he was twenty, even with a dying old computer, he could play pixel games all night.
But at forty, even with a top-spec computer and a pile of AAA games, he'd lose interest after an hour.
It was also like at twenty, facing his wife, seven times a night was no problem. At forty, facing his wife, he'd avoid her if he could, and even once felt powerless.
"Logan, I need you to secretly monitor someone for me."
Seeing Wolverine fully recovered to his peak, George also informed him of what he had been doing during this time and his plan to monitor Tony.
Wolverine was different from Professor X; he wasn't as idealistic and never held back when it came to killing. In some ways, he actually saw eye-to-eye with George.
"If there's no particular danger, you don't need to intervene. Notify me immediately if anything happens."
"I know, I won't let our cash cow get hurt."
Wolverine lit a cigar, clearly happy to take on this task.
He wouldn't let this hard-won home be destroyed again, so as long as it didn't violate his bottom line, he was willing to do anything for this home.
"Mr. Logan, do you think it's appropriate for you to smoke here? Would you like me to get you an ashtray?"
Stephen, who was adjusting the instruments, saw Wolverine, who had just gotten off the instrument, smoking a cigar in the treatment room and immediately reprimanded him impolitely.
He wasn't a good-tempered person. He was already unhappy about being forcibly brought here, but he didn't dare to confront George for his girlfriend's safety. However, he didn't have such a good attitude towards others.
"Sorry, Doctor Stephen."
Wolverine immediately extinguished the lit cigar in his palm.
He was quite tolerant of the Doctor who cured his body, and besides, smoking a cigar here was indeed inappropriate, as Professor was still undergoing treatment in another instrument.
Three weeks later, all the toxins in Professor X's body were completely cleared. After a high-difficulty brain surgery, his epileptic symptoms were greatly alleviated, and he only needed to take medication regularly to live like a normal elderly person.
It must be said, Stephen's medical skills were indeed excellent.
George also kept his promise and sent Stephen and the Doctors back to the city after giving them generous compensation.
"Don't worry, we will absolutely not tell anyone about our experiences this month."
On the rooftop of a certain building, after George put Stephen and the Doctors down, they all swore and promised.
During this time, most of them felt sympathy for Professor and the Mutant children, and they had also received generous compensation, so they genuinely intended to keep this matter to themselves.
However, George shook his head:
"Sorry, although I really want to believe you, for the safety of the children, I still have to take precautions."
Waving his hands, he began to rapidly cast spells on Stephen and the Doctors.
"Obliviate!"
Oaths and promises, for most people, are untrustworthy.
He believed that under normal circumstances, these Doctors might indeed keep their secret, but what if someone put a gun to their necks, or to the necks of their family members? Could they still keep the secret then?
So the safest way was to kill them all, but he wasn't the kind of person who truly had no bottom line, so the Memory Charm was the best choice.
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