Chapter 280 Storm
"Is there anything unusual?" Gambit was the first to notice Yang Le's abnormality and walked over to ask Yang Le.
Yang Le pointed to the cell at the deepest part and said, "That cell looks a bit different."
"That's where the most powerful mutant in this prison is imprisoned."
A voice that Yang Le found unfamiliar, but Gambit was very familiar with, came over. The two turned their heads and saw Jean supporting a red-haired woman with blue skin and a graceful figure. It was Mystique, who had been imprisoned after her infiltration failed.
"You're awake, Raven," Gambit said happily. "How are you feeling? Are you hurt anywhere? What did they do to you?"
"I'm fine." Mystique tugged at the corner of her mouth, revealing a charming smile. "When I was first discovered, those guys were furious and wanted to torture me with a Taser, but unfortunately, I changed the structure of my body and minimized the damage as much as possible. Those few shocks were even less stimulating than this fruit in my mouth."
"That's good." Gambit breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh right, you haven't met him yet, have you? This here is Swampfire."
"You mentioned him in the communication." Mystique cheered herself up, but it seemed her state wasn't as good as she said. "I'm sorry, my current state really doesn't allow me to have a good conversation with you."
"It's okay." Yang Le shook his head. "By the way, what's the deal with that strongest mutant you mentioned earlier?"
Mystique explained: "It's literally what it means. Although I don't know how they caught her, according to what those scum said, the mutant imprisoned in that cell even has strength comparable to Professor X."
"That's impossible!" Scott shook his head, obviously not believing what Mystique said. It was unclear whether he didn't believe someone could have strength comparable to Magneto, or didn't believe how someone with such strength could be captured.
"That's why I said I don't know how they did it." Mystique shrugged her shoulders. "But I only heard it. Because I never had time to get close to that cell, I don't know if the message is true or false."
"Why don't we just open it and see?" Gambit didn't seem to care. "Talking so much is not as good as putting it into practice."
Everyone agreed with Gambit's suggestion. Seeing once is better than hearing a hundred times. No matter how much discussion, it's not as good as opening the door.
"Let me do it." Mystique broke free from Jean's support, passed between Yang Le and Gambit. In the process of moving forward, Mystique's appearance also changed. Finally, when Mystique stopped in front of the door, she had transformed into an unfamiliar man wearing a lab coat and gold-rimmed glasses, the standard appearance of a scoundrel in disguise.
"This man is the highest authority holder of this cell." After Mystique introduced this, she placed her hand on the fingerprint lock on the side. With a beep, the heavy metal door slowly opened.
Yang Le poked his head out and saw clearly the appearance of the cell's master. A white hospital gown, dark skin, and messy silver long hair made Yang Le directly envision Storm.
'Storm?' Yang Le guessed in his heart. To confirm his guess, Yang Le walked quickly past Mystique into the cell and turned over the woman who was lying face down on the ground after fainting and picked her up.
Looking at that beautiful face, Yang Le was still unsure whether the other party was Storm or not. After all, Storm didn't actually have any very significant characteristic. Silver hair was rare, but not non-existent.
In the other party's unconscious state, Yang Le really had no way to be 100% sure of the other party's identity. No, there might actually be a method to confirm it, and the answer was right in this cell.
Storm has extremely severe claustrophobia. If she is locked in a dark and cramped environment, she is very likely to lose combat power due to extreme fear. Of course, she may also go berserk directly. Which phenomenon occurs depends on luck.
Yang Le sized up this cell. Compared to other cells, it was indeed much smaller. Coupled with the opaque environment after closing the prison door, this fainted woman might really be Storm.
"Her state is not very good." Jean approached at this time. "Even in deep sleep, her spirit is in fear. I really don't know what kind of inhumane treatment she suffered before."
Jean's words basically confirmed Yang Le's previous guess. It seemed that the woman in Yang Le's arms was really Storm - Ororo Munroe.
Looking at Storm's messy but thick silver hair, Yang Le breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Fortunately, it wasn't the abstract rooster comb head from the comics, but rather similar to the appearance in "X-Men '97".
Speaking of which, although he didn't want to admit it, the female characters in "X-Men '97" were so captivating when he was a child, and it was considered Yang Le's animation enlightenment.
"Our compatriots should all be here." After Scott finished counting the number of people, he walked to Scott's side. "Notify Hank, let's evacuate as soon as possible. There is still surveillance here. They should have discovered us long ago, but they are just afraid of the Principal and don't dare to fall out with us."
"We should indeed leave." Yang Le agreed. "If you continue to inhale this hypnotic pollen for more than ten minutes, these people may suffer brain death. Even those of you with neutralizing fruit in your mouths cannot stay in this environment for long."
"These people deserve it!" Mystique changed back to her appearance and said resentfully. Her ferocious look ruined her beautiful face. "This kind of death is simply too cheap for them!"
"But our compatriots shouldn't suffer with them." Jean put her hand on Mystique's body, comfort the latter. "Let's leave as soon as possible. There's no need to waste time on these people."
Mystique gritted her teeth and said angrily, "Okay!"
"Then let me transport these compatriots." Yang Le stretched out several vines from his body and wrapped the fainted mutants around himself. As Swampfire, some people may ignore Swampfire's terrifying strength because of his not-so-strong figure and strange ability. Swampfire's title of All-Around Warrior is not for nothing.
Ignoring the setting, just looking at the performance, Swampfire also has many heaven-defying performances in the original drama, pushing down buildings tens of meters high, and pulling himself back from the Spirit Realm Black Hole. Ordinary strength-type heroes may not be able to do these things, perfectly reproducing the terrifying strength of plant in the natural world.
"I find I like you more and more, brother." Gambit poked Yang Le with his arm.
"Your nose is a bit dirty, Remy," Scott teased.
Scott laughed and cursed, "Go to hell!"
Faced with the frolicking of several guys, Jean and Raven could only shake their heads helplessly. Boys will never grow up, it seems it's not a false proposition.
[Note 1] Since the animation is not over yet, let me be clear. Actually, I wrote this extra chapter because I really crave the ability of those aliens in DC Universe. After all, the Biomnitrix between Yang Le's clones is interconnected. Think about it, the Marvel Universe has no Kryptonite. A Superman without Kryptonite restraint, and a Martian Manhunter who is not afraid of fire, aren't these more interesting than those abstract aliens in Marvel?
[Note 2] "Your nose is a bit dirty" is a subtle way of saying homosexual in Europe and America, roughly meaning "looks a bit gay".
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