Twilight Wolverine Returns to the Road

Old Man Hulk's headless body crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Logan stood in the pool of blood, gasping for breath. The gloom that had weighed on his heart for fifty years vanished completely with this swift and decisive decapitation.

Jiang Li deactivated his [Humungousaur] form and transformed back into a young man in black, landing beside Logan.

"Wow--Wow--!"

Suddenly, a faint cry of a baby came from the underground bunker deep inside the stronghold.

Logan's eyes narrowed, and he walked over, bloodstained steel claws in hand. Jiang Li and Gwen followed behind.

In the corner of the bunker, there was a dilapidated cradle. Inside the cradle lay a baby with emerald green skin, only a few months old.

Bruce Banner's youngest offspring, a young Hulk yet to be tainted by the cruelty of the Wasteland.

Logan looked at the green baby and raised his right hand. The tip of his Adamantium Claws stopped less than an inch above the baby's nose.

With a single swipe of his claw, the Hulk Gang's bloodline would be completely extinguished.

The baby stopped crying, opened its big, innocent eyes, and looked curiously at the gleaming steel claw, even reaching out its little hand to grab it.

Logan's hand froze in mid-air.

A few seconds later.

"Whoosh."

Logan retracted his steel claws, reached his rough, large hands into the cradle, and picked up the green baby.

"The sins end with his father. The child is innocent."

Logan looked at the baby in his arms, his voice low but firm, "I will teach him how to be a good person, just like Professor Charles taught us."

Jiang Li watched this scene unfold.

Killing is not difficult; what's difficult is maintaining one's moral compass even amidst hatred. That's what makes a true X-Men.

Jiang Li turned and stepped out of the bunker, looking at the desolate land outside covered with radioactive dust.

"You want to raise him to be a good person, but in this radioactive Wasteland where even drinking water is scarce, that might be a bit difficult."

Jiang Li raised his left hand and pressed his thumb on the watch face.

Before I leave, I'll give you a parting gift.

Buzz!

A green light flashed, and Jiang Li transformed into an alien whose body was made of rotting vines and scorched mud, and whose head was burning with flames.

Galvan System, Methanosian.

[Swampfire]!

Jiang Li, transformed into Swampfire, slammed his hands onto the ground, which was covered in radioactive dust.

"Purify."

Boom--!

An extremely powerful green life energy, centered on Jiang Li, swept out in all directions like a tsunami!

Wherever this energy passed, the nuclear radiation that had remained in the soil for fifty years was instantly neutralized and absorbed.

Clear groundwater began to seep from the dried-up riverbed. New shoots sprouted from the charred, dead trees, and green grass spread wildly at a visible speed, covering the bones and abandoned cars.

In just one minute.

The dead Wasteland spanning hundreds of kilometers was transformed into a vibrant, breezy oasis by Jiang Li's high-dimensional plant control!

Logan stood at the bunker entrance, holding the baby, staring blankly at the miraculous scene before him. The air was no longer filled with the suffocating stench of blood and dust, but with the long-lost fragrance of earth.

Jiang Li deactivated his transformation and patted the dirt off his hands.

"The soil radiation has been cleared. This oasis is enough for you to grow some crops and feed this little guy." Jiang Li turned to look at Logan.

"Thanks."

Logan took a deep breath and nodded solemnly to Jiang Li. But he did not return to the farm.

Logan tied the green baby in his arms to his chest with a strip of cloth, then walked to a relatively intact Wasteland motorcycle and climbed on.

"Don't you plan to retire here?" Jiang Li asked.

"I've had enough of this retirement life."

Logan started the motorcycle, the engine roaring wildly. He glanced eastward.

"I heard Clint (Hawkeye) is still alive. I'm going to the East Coast to find him."

An indomitable flame burned in Logan's eyes.

"That old fascist Red Skull has been in the presidency for too long. It's time someone ripped his head off."

"Have a pleasant hunt, Wolverine."

Jiang Li smiled and waved.

Logan didn't look back. He drove his motorcycle, carrying the baby who symbolized hope, and disappeared into a cloud of dust, resolutely heading towards that unknown territory still ruled by the villains.

The Old Man Logan returns to its Warpath.

Watching Logan's departing figure, Gwen leaned against Jiang Li.

"He'll definitely succeed, right?"

"Of course. He's Wolverine."

Jiang Li withdrew his gaze, raised his left hand, and once again brought up the radar coordinates of the Omniverse.

"Alright. The heavy plot here is over. Time to relax."

Jiang Li locked onto an Daily Universe coordinate that showed no abnormal energy fluctuations and pressed the space knob.

A blue portal, imbued with sunlight and the scent of cherry blossoms, slowly took shape on the oasis.

Jiang Li took Gwen's hand.

The two stepped into the portal side by side. The Wasteland scenery disappeared completely behind them.

Parallel Dimension, Tokyo, Japan.

It's April, and cherry blossoms are in full bloom.

Jiang Li and Gwen emerged from an empty alley, bathed in sunlight that brought the warmth of early spring.

The streets were clean and tidy, pedestrians hurried by, and in the distance, students in uniforms rode by on bicycles, chatting and laughing. There were no alien fleets, no mutated monsters, only the purest modern urban atmosphere.

As the two were observing this peaceful world...

An extremely luxurious, extended-length black Rolls-Royce Phantom came to a smooth stop by the street.

The car door opened, and an elderly man in a butler's uniform, with gray hair but a sprightly spirit, stepped out. He walked very respectfully to Jiang Li and Gwen and bowed deeply.

"Young master, Gwen, welcome to Tokyo."

The old butler handed over two extremely exquisite schoolbags and two sets of black school uniforms with gold trim.

"The identity you requested has been arranged. The sole heir of the ' Jiang International Conglomerate,' and your fiancée. The transfer procedures to the Shuchiin Academy have been completed, and the student council has been notified."

Jiang Li took the school uniform that exuded an aristocratic air, a satisfied smile curving his lips.

He turned to look at Gwen seemed somewhat surprised.

"Let's go, fiancée, let's go see this top-tier private school in all of Japan."