Ignoring Banshee and the others lying sprawled, Samuel withdrew his hand and stopped absorbing Alex Summers' energy.
"Come, try again."
The originally disheveled and angry Alex Summers was stunned, feeling the little energy left in his body, and suddenly had an epiphany.
He, he did it on purpose, right?
He deliberately absorbed most of his energy so that he could control the energy more easily and enhance his control over his ability!
With complicated thoughts, Alex Summers took a deep breath, shook his body with focused expression, and activated his ability towards Samuel.
This time there was only one ring of light, but it was very precise and didn't fly erratically, heading straight for Samuel.
"Bang!"
Samuel casually blocked it, nodding slightly and saying, "Not bad. While your energy hasn't recovered yet, you can practice a few more times."
After saying that, he walked straight into the activity room.
At this time, Banshee and the others also realized they had misunderstood Samuel, and at the same time, they had a preliminary understanding of his strength.
As Mystique said, he was indeed the strongest!
"Teleportation, Telekinesis, suspected Mind Manipulation Ability, Energy Absorption, and also wind… What kind of Mutant can possess so many abilities at the same time?"
Mystique secretly looked at Samuel, who was drinking coffee in the activity room, lost in thought. Perhaps he could find a way to solve her problem.
Alex Summers didn't know if Samuel would help him absorb energy again, so he could only seize the time to practice continuously.
Because Samuel was in the activity room, the others didn't dare to go back in and could only disperse quietly.
Samuel studied the ability of survival of the fittest for a while and was also ready to go back and rest.
Just then, the door of the activity room was pushed open, and Moira MacTaggert, dressed in casual clothes, walked in looking a little tired.
"You're not resting yet? Good, there's something I want to ask You," Moira MacTaggert sat down beside Samuel.
Samuel raised an eyebrow slightly, a smile playing on his lips: "Ask away."
Moira MacTaggert hesitated before asking, "Can You… can You eliminate Mutant abilities?"
Samuel looked at her thoughtfully, remaining silent.
This gaze and silence put a lot of pressure on Moira MacTaggert, who quickly explained, "I didn't mean anything else, I was just… just a little curious."
Do You think I believe You?
Samuel noncommittally hummed in acknowledgment and said carelessly, "You should know how much trouble this kind of thing would cause if it were discovered, right?"
"At that time, both Mutants and humans would have all sorts of ideas. I just want to find a few Mutants who are pleasing to the eye to help me do things. There's no need to get involved in this mess."
Moira MacTaggert's eyes lit up: "So You can indeed eliminate Mutant abilities? Then…"
"You have a friend who is a Mutant? Want to eliminate their ability?"
"Sort of, sort of."
Samuel smiled and reached out to put his arm around Moira MacTaggert's shoulder. Moira MacTaggert's body stiffened slightly but she didn't immediately pull away, instead looking at him with a puzzled expression.
"I can help You eliminate the ability, but there are conditions."
"It's not me, it's my friend." Moira MacTaggert first clarified, then asked, "What are the conditions?"
"First, You can't tell anyone about this, not even the people closest to You."
Moira MacTaggert nodded and said, "I won't tell anyone, and I will warn my friend."
Samuel continued, "Secondly, I want You!"
"Wh- what?"
"Just what You heard!"
Samuel said matter-of-factly, "I'm taking such a big risk to help You, I can't do it for nothing, right? Of course, You can refuse. After all, You are doing this for a friend, not for Yourself, so there's no need to compromise and sacrifice Yourself."
Moira MacTaggert fell silent.
Samuel didn't urge her either.
Little trick, I can't handle You? Do You really think You can fool me just because You can transform?
Yes, this Moira MacTaggert was fake.
As for who she was?
Isn't it obvious?
Mystique.
At this time, the only one who could transform into someone else's appearance was Mystique!
As for how Samuel found out?
The reason is simple. At this time, Moira MacTaggert should have been following Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr to search for the whereabouts of Black King, busy thwarting his conspiracy. How could she come here in the middle of the night?
Moreover, even if Mystique could change her irises, fingerprints, skin texture, voice, and even personality to be exactly like Moira MacTaggert, a sweep with Mind Manipulation Ability would reveal everything!
Logically, Mystique could transform into any appearance and shouldn't have any issues with her appearance, but at this time, she hadn't truly accepted her own appearance from the bottom of her heart.
Or rather, she hadn't truly accepted her identity as a Mutant.
After a moment of silence, Moira MacTaggert, oh, it should be Mystique, looked up at Samuel with determined eyes.
"You can't let anyone know about this, and afterwards, You can't bother me or mention this matter to me again."
"Even if You ask me, I will completely forget about this matter, no… I will completely forget this memory!"
Is she afraid of being exposed later…
Samuel smiled and said, "Asking Charles for help? Alright, I promise You, I will definitely not mention this matter to You proactively."
Moira MacTaggert breathed a sigh of relief and asked somewhat nervously, "When… when will You help me… my friend eliminate her ability?"
...
"Afterwards, anytime."
"Okay, then You…"
"Are You busy tonight?"
"…"
"No."
"Want to go out for a walk?"
Samuel got up, put his arm around her, and Teleported away.
Night.
Passed quietly.
As the moon set and the sun rose, in a hotel room, the two ate breakfast in silence.
Mystique, in the appearance of Moira MacTaggert, felt a mix of gains and losses. Her complex feelings were difficult to describe to outsiders, and even she herself hadn't quite sorted them out.
"Your friend… when will she eliminate her ability?" Samuel asked.
His mood was also very complicated at the moment. On one hand, he looked at her face, which was Moira MacTaggert's, and pretended not to know that she was Mystique in disguise. On the other hand, he knew for a fact that she was.
This feeling of being both real and fake, like a dream and an illusion, was truly difficult to describe.
"By the way, who is Your friend, and what is her ability?" Samuel pressed again.
Mystique looked up and said hesitantly, "You know this person too, it's Raven."
Samuel feigned surprise and said, "Raven? Isn't she one of Charles's people? Is Your relationship with her so good that You would sacrifice Yourself?"
Mystique had already prepared her explanation and said, "She helped me with something, I can't say what it was, but I promised her that I would find a way to help her eliminate her ability."
"Do You… do You know what she really looks like?"
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