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Chapter 300 Protecting Our Locksmith
Chapter 300 Protecting Our Locksmith
The ability levels of mutants are not fixed; they are not predetermined at birth.
When Cyclops learned that Connors was an "Omega-level" mutant, he had to stand up and welcome Connors on behalf of everyone.
Every "Omega-level" mutant is a strategic unit comparable to a nuclear bomb, and he must re-examine his attitude to avoid letting this nuclear warhead turn to other forces:
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the 'Endangered Team'."
"Please sit down, and I will explain the meaning behind it."
"There are fewer than two hundred mutants left. In order to save the future of mutants, we must develop a longer-term plan, and this team was established for that purpose."
"The anti-mutant movement has never stopped, but for a long time we have been fighting against enemies who want to destroy us, and humanity's attitude toward mutants has never wavered."
"We are not only fighting for survival, but also for the protection of humanity. Once we have saved humanity from the brink of extinction enough times, people will realize that they desperately need us."
"In short, we have always been the most powerful superhero team on Earth, and we will prove it."
The "Endangered Team" needs enough danger to justify their existence, and Connors needs to eat his fill of gossip.
If it weren't for his current inappropriate identity, Connors would definitely have hit it off with "Cyclops".
With such a loud slogan, Connors waited expectantly for the drama to unfold, but after a full week, apart from consuming some juicy gossip like "female jailer" that only satisfied his cravings, nothing major happened.
Thanks to the authoritative "Omega-level" mutant certification from "Magneto" Erik, Connors jumped from the weakest Level 1 mutant to the strongest "Omega-level" mutant.
In addition, he and Diana both joined the "Endangered Team," and their interactions with "Gryphon," "Namor," and "Storm" were quite frequent this week.
Frequent communication meant that the two Dianas would get jealous. They seemed to have reached a consensus in a short period of time, and would use every means to exploit Connors whenever they had the chance.
Even Storm and Magik had a tacit understanding: if they knocked on the door twice and no one answered, the three of them were definitely making love inside.
Over the past few days, the two of them had tried every means to find out Connors' other abilities from the three of them, but thanks to Connors' deliberate concealment, Storm and Magik couldn't get anything out of them.
Even so, everyone in the "Endangered Team" tacitly agreed that Connors must have an exceptionally rich array of methods.
Because he looked so relaxed, neither his body language nor his demeanor showed the slightest hint of tension in his micro-expressions. This period of leisure lasted for a week, until the people from the "Sky Sword Bureau" sent a message from the orbital space command center:
"That sleeping god is, strictly speaking, some kind of 'alien,' so our 'Sky Sword Bureau' has been monitoring him. And now, his energy level has suddenly skyrocketed."
"Given that your 'Endangered Team' is the closest, I contacted you first to handle the situation. Next, I will contact the 'Avengers'."
"No need." Cyclops stopped the next notification plan from S.W.O.R.D. "If even we, with four Omega-level mutants, can't solve this, do you think the Avengers can?"
As the captain of the "Endangered Team," "Laser Eyes" quickly contacted all the members who could carry out the mission at that moment, and with the help of "Magician," they were teleported to the feet of the Celestials.
The "Mysterious Guest" slowly dissipated the blue-purple energy emanating from its body, and everyone looked up in unison, just in time to see this enormous "Celestial Group".
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Its head was slowly rising into the air—with the help of a burst of purplish-black magic.
"It's 'Mr. Ominous,' he used some means to enter this god's head!"
"White Queen" Emma quickly scanned the area using "telepathy" and said.
"Connect me to 'Mr. Ominous,' 'White Queen,'" Cyclops said urgently.
The heads of the Celestials hung in the air, and "Mr. Ominous," who was among them, seemed to have anticipated "Laser Eyes'" arrival. His mocking voice rang out:
"I've heard some rumors that you have a new 'Omega-level' mutant? Something like 'Master Lockpicker'?"
"How could anyone use such a—well, such a simple form of address?"
"Laser Eyes" glanced at Connors, who was wearing a trench coat and looking around at the scenery:
"You came here for him? What do you want?"
"Mr. Ominous's" voice still carried a mocking tone, as if he regarded the members of "Endangered Team" as mere playthings in his hands:
"A locksmith you consider to be 'Omega' level must be able to unlock any kind of 'lock'—"
"I wonder if he can unlock the 'moral shackles' in people's hearts?"
The moment "Mr. Ominous" uttered those words, everyone in the "Endangered Team" felt a chill run down their spines.
Although the other party's understanding was incorrect, they only knew Connors's title of "Master of Lockpicking" and were unaware of Magneto's inference that Connors possessed multiple abilities.
"But" Storm felt all the blood rushing to her brain.
She had been trying to figure out what specific abilities Connors possessed, but she overlooked the true value of Connors' self-proclaimed title of "Master of Lockpicking."
"What if, and I mean just hypothetically, he only has the ability to 'pick locks,' but can open more than just 'locks' in the traditional sense?"
Storm glanced at the members of the Endangered Team, whose expressions were somewhat tense or excited, and then at Connors, who was admiring the scenery.
If Connors could unlock the conceptual "lock" of the spoon, Storm couldn't even begin to imagine how important he would be to the entire mutant and even human society.
But she knew that simply "unlocking" the limits of mutant abilities was enough to make the entire mutant community ascend to new heights.
"These are things you don't need to know," "Cyclops" said coldly to "Mr. Ominous."
What Storm thought of, Cyclops naturally thought of as well.
Not only the two of them, but everyone in the "Endangered Team" immediately realized this. Their gazes toward Connors changed from indifference a few days ago to smiles in their eyes, and now their pupils dilated.
At this moment, they realized that even the combined weight of the three "Omega-level" mutants present might not be as great as that of Connors alone.
"Protect 'Master Lockpicker' Connors no matter what." This was the thought in the minds of all the team members present at that moment.
"It's absolutely necessary. You'll see just how necessary it is in a moment."
"Mr. Ominous" chuckled, seemingly determined to snatch Connors from the "Endangered Team".
Not only that, he even began to verbally manipulate these mutants:
"Besides, you should be grateful for what I'm about to do."
"You don't want to keep hiding your identities anymore, right?"
"Don't you want to become big shots, superheroes worshipped by the whole nation?"
"Don't you want them to both love you as people and fear your power?"
"Mr. Ominous" pierced the mutants' sore spots with every word, and his tone began to lighten:
"So I'm here playing with you guys, of course I should be grateful, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, "Cyclops" roared:
"Protect Connors!"