My strength has almost doubled, kid. Thanks."
Logan waved his fists, his face full of excitement and gratitude.
Who doesn't like getting stronger without side effects?
Qinuo thought of Logan's healing factor decline in old age, with some believing Adamantium was toxic, or perhaps it was due to genetically modified food.
"Try your healing ability; it should also have changed."
Without a word, Logan popped out his claws and slashed at his arm.
Clang!
The sound of metal clashing rang out, and three gaping wounds appeared on his arm, revealing the silver bones inside. Before blood could flow out, they began to self-heal.
In just a few seconds, the wounds were completely repaired, and his skin became smooth as before.
"My healing ability has also gotten stronger. Before, it would take more than ten seconds."
Qinuo thought, it should be said that it recovered.
Scott also opened the small box in front of him, which contained a strengthening agent, and injected it directly.
"King, what is this?" Jean looked at the small can in the box with some confusion; it didn't look like a medicine.
"This is youth. You can use it sparingly, it will last a long time. I originally wanted to give you a strengthening agent.
But after thinking about it, that agent has some side effects, so I changed it to this for you," Qinuo patiently explained.
"Side effects? I feel great."
Logan raised his arm, muscles bulging, showing off his strength.
"Ah! What's wrong with my body?" A startled cry came from nearby, and everyone quickly looked over.
Scott, who was originally well-proportioned, became burly. His well-fitting clothes were stretched taut, and his entire body seemed to have instantly grown a size larger.
"That's the side effect. Logan was already very strong, so it wasn't noticeable on him," Qinuo said with a helpless shrug.
"Why didn't you say so earlier?" Scott was on the verge of tears.
"I was going to, but Logan interrupted me," Qinuo spread his hands, looking innocent.
Logan leaned over to Scott and patted his 'tire shoulder'.
"Isn't this great? Much more pleasing to the eye than your scrawny chicken look before."
"Really?"
Scott looked at Jean, wondering if she would like his current appearance.
The next second, he was instantly petrified.
Jean lightly kissed Qinuo on the cheek.
"Thank you, I really like your gift."
Logan also saw it and comforted him, "Give up! You can't beat him."
Crunch, crunch.
Scott's heart seemed to shatter into countless pieces. He stood rooted to the spot, his eyes filled with disappointment.
Charles looked at the azure blue potion in front of him.
"Limb Regeneration Potion."
"That's right. Your legs are still there; the reason you're in a wheelchair should be a neurological issue. The Limb Regeneration Potion is perfect for you." Qinuo wiped the lipstick mark from his face.
"Thank you, Qinuo." Charles was a little moved, his eyes slightly red.
"You're welcome. I'll give you the injection." Qinuo picked up the potion, flicked the needle open, and injected it into Charles's neck.
No one stopped him. Once they confirmed that Qinuo would become the King of Mutants, they had already chosen to trust him.
Charles closed his eyes, quietly waiting for the potion to take effect.
Charles gradually felt his legs getting warm and tingly.
How many years had it been? Since he started using a wheelchair, his legs had never felt anything.
That long-lost sensation made his heart race and his breathing quicken.
When the tingling in his legs began to subside, Charles opened his eyes, slowly extended one leg to the ground, and found he could move it.
His hands trembled slightly, tears of excitement sparkled in his eyes, and his lips quivered slightly with exhilaration.
Then, leaning on the wheelchair, he shakily stood up and began to walk, holding onto the table.
At first, he was still unaccustomed, his steps unsteady, his body swaying, but he gritted his teeth and persevered, refusing assistance from others.
After a while, he could walk normally. His steps became steadier, and his face was beaming with inexpressible joy, as if he had been reborn.
Jean and the others also looked at Professor with excitement. For so many years, Professor was no different from their elder.
Their eyes were filled with joy and relief, genuinely happy for Professor to stand again.
"Charles, you don't need this wheelchair anymore, do you? Can you give it to me?"
Qinuo was sitting in the wheelchair at some point, controlling the joystick to move forward and backward, a mischievous smile on his face.
Moreover, this wheelchair automatically adjusted the backrest, perfectly conforming to the user's body, making it very comfortable.
Only then did everyone realize that the demon king in front of them was just a recently-adult child.
Jean felt a bit guilty for placing such a heavy burden on Qinuo, and secretly blamed herself.
"Of course, you've given me a better pair."
Charles smiled kindly. Qinuo's aura had been too strong earlier, even he hadn't noticed this aspect.
"Woo-hoo, then I'm going out to play."
Qinuo impatiently controlled the wheelchair out the door, his excited appearance like a child with a new toy, and in a blink of an eye, he disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Let's go too," Charles said with a gentle and composed smile on his face.
"Professor, there's still a box here that hasn't been opened," Scott pointed to a box, a puzzled look on his face.
"That's for others."
With that, Charles pushed open the door and walked out, followed by the others one by one.
After everyone had left, someone climbed in through the window—it was the female reporter who had asked a question earlier.
Her movements were light and agile, making almost no sound when she landed.
She opened the box, which contained two bottles of green potion and a note.
"Healing Potion."
The female reporter picked up the note and glanced at it.
Help me persuade Lao Wan to read more architecture books. I have a project worth hundreds of millions waiting for him.
"Lao Wan? What an interesting nickname."
The female reporter murmured softly, a smile playing on her lips.
She picked up the box, her figure flickered, transforming into a maid she had seen before, and hurried towards the exit.
She didn't notice her Shadow flicker slightly.
Qinuo, who was racing his wheelchair in the outside square, also stopped, looking at the Professor's avatar on the core, a smile playing on his lips.
"Strength, speed, mind. I no longer have any weaknesses. What a fruitful harvest."
Venom ran out and sat on Qinuo's lap.
"So why didn't you choose to replicate Jean's ability? The Phoenix Force is stronger, isn't it?"
Venom asked, puzzled.
Qinuo held Venom's waist, sunbathing, and lazily replied, "The Phoenix Force is an energy body, merely residing within Jean. We most likely can't replicate it, and it might even startle her, causing Charles and the others to feel aversion and vigilance. It's not worth it."
"It's not bad. Anyway, that girl will eventually enter your harem, and then the Phoenix Force will be ours to use as we please," Venom chuckled.
"Who can say for sure what the future holds? Let's just let things take their natural course.
The most important thing now is to consolidate and expand our existing strength to deal with various potential crises."