To minimize anything that might seem unreasonable, Yuri had no choice but to smash the three-story building he'd reinforced rune by rune as soon as he came out. After all, this had been a catastrophic ground-collapse disaster on the scale of a natural calamity. If every building around him collapsed and only his workshop remained intact, anyone with half a brain would connect him to the sudden disaster.
As for whether he felt bad about it, there wasn't much to feel bad about.
In the several centuries he'd spent leading the Mutants in their resistance against the Eternals, Yuri had never lived in one place for more than a year. It was no exaggeration to say that he'd left his mark on most of the places on this planet.
Besides, he'd be heading to the Arctic in a few days to search for his fellow Mutants. He had no intention of leaving himself a home in disaster-prone New York. And with his strength continuing to grow, and large numbers of his people soon to awaken, staying in the bustling city center really wasn't suitable.
Living in seclusion would be inevitable—not just to hide better, but also to keep ordinary humans safe. In that regard, Yuri really was a "kind child."
The sound of helicopters came from far away. Yuri immediately told everyone to hold hands, and after a flash of blue light, the group appeared on the rooftop of a skyscraper several blocks away!
"Congratulations on your breakthrough, boss!"
Everyone except Old Rogers, including Yinsen, expressed their admiration for Yuri. Shack and the other four had experienced a group space jump once before, but back then Yuri had shown obvious signs of exhaustion after traveling less than twenty meters. This time, he'd transported even more people over a much greater