After taking Colonel Hendry home, Yang Bo returned to the cruise ship and leisurely fished with a rod in hand. Black King Shaw was crouching in a corner again, reflecting on what he had done and everything he had worked so many years to obtain.
He had to ask himself: if every human in the world really became a mutant, would he be able to hold on to his wealth? Human hearts were unpredictable, after all. If even one evil mutant appeared whose powers happened to counter his, everything he had would vanish like a bubble.
None of that was Yang Bo's concern, though.
He had just been bored out of his mind and offered a few extra comments.
"Emma Frost, how's the griddled squid coming along?"
How could anyone visit the seaside without eating some seafood? Emma Frost, who was concentrating on the cooking, heard Yang Bo and replied, "It's ready."
She came over with a plate and set it on the table. Along with the griddled squid, it held some grilled fish.
Yang Bo gave Emma Frost an approving look.
"Be careful. We have a guest."
On the Minimap, Yang Bo could clearly see a little white dot approaching the yacht across the sea.
He casually took out a blood-drawing kit and set it on the table. Emma Frost instantly understood what he meant, and Black King, crouching nearby, came back to his senses too.
Looks like another mutant is here.
He rose and stood beside Emma Frost. By then, the person Yang Bo had mentioned had reached the upper deck, a dagger clenched in his hand.
"Hello, doctor."
Black King looked surprised when he saw the newcomer. He hadn't expected a familiar face. Then a smile appeared on his face as he spoke the man's name. "Little