Logan

Lin Xu swore on Wong's character that if he had known beforehand there was a woman with a bad heart in the car, he would never have pretended to be a ghost and scared her.

Although his bone armor protected him and he had nothing to fear from the shotgun, Lin Xu still felt a little guilty under the furious glare of an old man defending his wife.

Besides, this old man had helped "collect his corpse" not long ago.

Fortunately, the old woman had only fainted. If the fright had killed her outright, never mind whether the old man would have fought him to the death—he wouldn't have been able to live with himself.

"I can heal her."

The old man showed no delight at those words. He stepped forward twice, gun raised. "No need. I don't want any trouble. Leave, and I can pretend I never saw you!"

"I mean, cure her for good!"

The old man's bottom line was flexible. He lowered his gun at once. "What's the condition?"

"...Um, does your house have electricity?" Lin Xu pulled out his phone, intending to look up a healing spell or something, only to find it had switched off. Fortunately, he was in the habit of carrying a charger.

"The power company said we were too far out and they'd lose money running a line to us. But my son once worked for the government and managed to get us connected."

As he spoke, a trace of sadness appeared on Old Sam's face, though Lin Xu didn't notice.

"No time to waste. Let's go to your house first."

"All right..."

"Aren't you afraid I'm lying to you?" Lin Xu suddenly asked after getting in the car.

Old Sam didn't turn around. He gently smoothed his wife's hair. "A liar wouldn't ask if we had electricity. He'd only ask if we had money..."

That made sense.

On the way back, the old man drove slowly, afraid of the slightest bump, while Lin Xu asked questions on and off.

"Where is this? I mean, what country?"

"Canada, British Columbia." Old Sam looked in the rearview mirror and saw that his gaze was still somewhat blank, so he added, "Vancouver is two hundred miles to the southwest."

"Oh, I see. Vancouver is the capital of British Columbia, right?"

"...No, that's Victoria..."

"..."

"It's all right. A lot of people make that mistake, just like I used to think New York was the capital of America."

As they spoke, the car emerged from the forest, and the view suddenly opened up. A river appeared ahead, with a simply supported beam bridge built on stone piers in the middle of its channel.

"My son built that bridge."

"Oh, you mentioned your son worked for the government. Does he come back often?"

"Seven years ago, we lost contact with him..."

"I'm sorry...!!"

"It's all right. I've stopped hoping he'll come back someday. I just hope he's safe and sound out there."

A silence followed.

Green mountains, clear water, and mountain air untouched by industry blew in through the car window.

If not for the whole business with Strange, perhaps his life afterward would have involved getting a farm, then hiring a few farmhands to grow watermelons or cotton or something.

But he would have to be strict about their conduct. They must never be like the person who had just run past ahead, stark naked without a stitch on...

Wait!!

What had just run past up ahead?

It felt awfully familiar.

Marvel, mountains, a farm, an old couple, a naked man.

Wasn't this Wolverine 1?

Before Lin Xu could point him out, Old Sam had already spotted him. He stopped the car outside the farm and got out with his shotgun.

"He went into my grain barn. I'll go take a look. Help me look after Cassia!"

"All right!"

Lin Xu knew the naked man just now was probably Logan, who had just been injected with adamantium and escaped from some dam or other.

Among all the mutants, aside from Charles, Logan was probably one of the kinder ones. Otherwise, he wouldn't have fallen out with his older brother Sabretooth.

The old man would be fine.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, the old man came out.

"What's going on? Did he just escape from some married woman's house?" Lin Xu pretended not to know.

"The nearest farm is forty miles from here. If that's really what happened, then he has pretty good stamina..." The old man rolled his eyes at Lin Xu and opened the front passenger door, ready to carry his wife inside. He tried, but found he was struggling.

"If you don't mind, I'll carry her. You can lead the way."

"All right."

They entered the farm's residential area. It was large—at least a thousand square meters if the warehouses were included. The entire house was built from solid wood, with no sign of a steel structure anywhere.

Lin Xu soon carried the old woman back into the house, while the old man took a set of clothes from a wardrobe.

"If you need electricity, you can use it inside or outside. I'm going to take that kid some clothes."

"All right!"

After watching the old man leave, Lin Xu closed the bedroom door and went to the living room. He unplugged the lamp on the coffee table and took out his charger and his Vivo Xplay5. (Captain America: Civil War was sponsored by Vivo; Tony and Captain America both used this model.)

The familiar startup animation lit up, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

By the time Old Sam returned from the grain barn, Lin Xu had found the Healing Mystic Art and the Restoration Mystic Art. The former was for internal medicine, and the latter was for surgery.

He remembered Mage Hamir saying that although both were only basic mystic arts, they were both valuable healer skills and consumed far more energy than other mystic arts, so much so that few people in Kamar-Taj could use them.

For them, rather than spend a huge amount of mana to cure someone, it was enough to use just a little to keep them going.

(Why change anything? Just give them some foaming agent.)

But that wasn't a problem for Lin Xu.

After carefully checking the contents of the mystic art, Lin Xu went to the old woman's bedside, silently recited the incantation, formed the hand seals, and mobilized his divine power.

Two minutes later, color began to return to the old woman's face.

Feeling how much divine power he had used, Lin Xu couldn't help marveling that saving someone really was much harder than killing someone. In that short time, he had consumed enough energy to open five hundred portals.

Just then, Lin Xu noticed the old woman's eyelids twitch. He didn't dare hesitate and immediately slipped out of the bedroom.

"Um, you explain it to her. I'll go outside first."

Although he had healed her, the old woman was quite advanced in years. If she saw Lin Xu's face and fainted again from the shock, that would be awkward.

Sam didn't say much. He simply gave Lin Xu a solemn nod.

Only then did Lin Xu turn his gaze to the not particularly tall man who had appeared in the living room.

James Logan Howlett, codename: Wolverine.

But when he got a proper look at his height, Lin Xu...

He looked to be only 1.6 meters tall, with Hugh Jackman's face.

You're being a little too faithful to the original comics, aren't you? (This was also documented in "Deadpool and Wolverine.")