Leech Factor

In the blink of an eye, three more days passed. At noon on this day, Trask told Andrew some incredible great news—the Leech Factor had been successfully replicated! The Leech Factor was a factor that could disable mutant abilities. Andrew needed it to act as a spellcasting medium. Andrew was quite satisfied. We can start harvesting mutant souls. ... In a dark alleyway in Hell's Kitchen, the failed mutant John looked up at the sky, his young face filled with numbness and despair. John had awakened as a mutant at the age of eighteen, but this had not brought him any benefits, because he was a lowest-tier Epsilon-class Mutant—his head was large, but he had no superpowers, and to make matters worse, he suffered from frequent headaches. John had gone to ask Professor X, the Savior of mutants, and Professor X told him that the reason for this was that his mental strength was too strong, which caused pressure on his brain. Unfortunately, even Professor X had no way to resolve John's pain. John lived in Hell every day, but he was unwilling to die. He was only twenty years old, and he wanted to go home, to return to the home that considered him a monster and drove him out. Perhaps death is a better choice for me. John sighed inwardly, and just at that moment, his vision blurred, and he suddenly appeared in a minimalist and clean office. A very pretty blonde woman sat across from him. "Hello, I am an emissary of the Demon King of Hell." Yelena smiled very amiably and said, "As long as you are willing to sign your soul after death over to our Hell, we will help you return to normal and change back to an ordinary person." Hearing this, John was stunned at first, and then he asked with extreme excitement, "Can you help me change back to an ordinary person?" "Not me, it's our Demon King." Yelena said, "As long as you sign the contract..." John immediately said, "I'll sign. I'll sign right now." Yelena said, "I haven't finished speaking yet..." John shouted somewhat hysterically, "There's no need to speak, sign it now! Where is the contract? I'll sign it immediately. I want to change back to an ordinary person. I want to change back to an ordinary person." The smile on Yelena's face stiffened somewhat. If Boss hadn't said not to beat up clients, would you believe that this old lady would beat you until even your own mom didn't recognize you? "Sign it." Yelena handed over the contract feebly. Although it was a success, why did she feel not even a shred of a sense of achievement? Also, the knowledge she had painstakingly studied in the past few days was completely useless. Yelena sighed inwardly. No wonder Boss would target mutants; they are just like we used to be, filled with despair. John did not hesitate at all and immediately signed the contract. Then, he asked impatiently, "When can I change back to an ordinary person?" "Right away. Final hint: you will lose all your memories here, but you will remember one sentence." Yelena said, "Mutants who want to change back into ordinary people can go to Times Square." Having spoken, Yelena sent John away and began to receive the next guest. At the same time, the other Black Widows were just like Yelena, continuously receiving mutants. In the alleyway, John's consciousness returned to normal. Remembering something, he hurriedly reached out to touch his head. The next moment, he touched a normal head—a normal head that had not grown large. More importantly, John's head no longer hurt. That is to say, he really had changed back into an ordinary person. John wept for joy. Although he did not know why he had recovered, the point was that he had already recovered. "I'm going home. I'm going home." John stood up and shouted excitedly, "Right, I have to call Richie and the others and tell them that if they want to change back into ordinary people, they can go to Times Square." "My dream was to count money until my hands went numb, but as a result, now it's turned into casting curses until my hands go numb." In the chairman's office, Andrew rotated his wrists and complained with a displeased look. In New York alone, there were tens of thousands of Epsilon-class Mutants, and the vast majority of these people were willing to sell their souls to Rebirth Hell. In just a single day, Andrew harvested tens of thousands of soul contracts, even more than the previous two disasters combined. "Black Widows, mutants... this really is a world filled with despair." Andrew shook his head. Having harvested a large amount of soul power during this period, his strength rapidly increased. He vaguely sensed a threshold; once he crossed this threshold, both he and Rebirth Hell would undergo an essential transformation. Of course, Andrew only saw the threshold now, and he was still some distance away from truly reaching that level. ... Ten thousand mutants changing back into ordinary people—this matter naturally alarmed all factions related to mutants, and they immediately launched an investigation. "I really didn't expect that someone would actually be able to change mutants back into ordinary people." Professor Charles, the benevolent-looking bald man, sighed. Storm, with her head of silver hair, said with dissatisfaction, "I completely don't understand why anyone would be willing to give up their identity as a mutant." Jean Grey, the red-haired and cultured Phoenix, glanced at Storm speechlessly. This colleague of hers was just a bit too naive. "That is their choice, and we should respect them." Professor Charles said gently, "What I am worried about is whether someone is using us mutants to conduct experiments? Furthermore, once this method is mastered by our enemies, the consequences will be unimaginable." "It shouldn't be an experiment. I've checked the bodies of several mutants, and there are completely no traces of experiments on them." Jean Grey said, "However, their X-Genes have all reverted to an unawakened state, and I can't analyze the reason." Pausing for a moment, Jean Grey continued, "In addition, I asked them, and they don't know why they changed back into ordinary people. I feel they aren't lying." "They indeed aren't lying. That segment of memory in their minds was erased by someone." Professor Charles said, "They only remember one sentence: 'Mutants who want to change back into ordinary people can go to Times Square!'" "Times Square?" Everyone was stunned. Why would it be Times Square? That was New York's landmark, very eye-catching. Other factions had this same doubt as well. They did not know that the reason Andrew chose that place was because it was close to Rebirth Group; this way, he could pull people into the Illusion Realm while going to work. "It looks like we'll have to go stay in Times Square for a few days." Professor Charles said. This matter was too momentous, and he prepared to go investigate in person. ... "This must be a human conspiracy! They are using mutants to conduct experiments, preparing to exterminate us mutants!" Another mutant, Polaris, and the vigorous Magneto shouted loudly. "And those mutants are all degenerate traitors! They gave up the identity of gods to go be mortals." Toad, Sabretooth, Mystique, and other mutants beside him nodded one after another. In the eyes of the radical mutants, they mutants were the gods of the new era. "Raven, you go keep an eye on Times Square and be sure to find the Mastermind." Magneto paced back and forth twice and instructed, "Toad, you take Sabretooth to the Canadian border to help me capture a mutant. According to the intelligence I obtained, she can absorb the powers of other mutants."