Starting as a Class Five Mutant-Chapter 497 -

As Logan pushed open the door, the sight that greeted him was the spacious yet dilapidated and filthy hall of their hideout.

Inside, a bald, pale-skinned middle-aged man with heavy dark circles under his eyes sat in a cheap yellow outfit—Caliban.

Caliban had the ability to detect mutants within a certain range. Once upon a time, he had made a fortune tracking them down.

Now, as one of the last surviving old-generation mutants, he was reduced to living in this slum-like hideout with Logan and Professor X, struggling through an impoverished existence.

His albinism only made things worse—he couldn't even be exposed to sunlight.

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His life was miserable.

Beyond Caliban, Logan also heard an elderly, frail voice muttering in the distance.

"A big rat... Miss Malfit was frightened..."

The incoherent ramblings echoed from an abandoned water tank—the current 'home' of Professor X, who was suffering from dementia, lost in his own mind.

Hearing this, Logan sighed.

Caliban, noticing the bloodstains on Logan's shirt, frowned and asked,

"What happened to you?"

"It's nothing," Logan replied, shaking his head. Then, he asked, "Did he take his meds?"

Caliban let out a breath and answered,

"Not yet. He's been more confused today... kept asking why we're here and why we're keeping him locked up."

"He made things tough for me earlier. It's your turn to get him to take his meds."

Saying this, Caliban handed Logan a bag of pills.

Logan took it without a word, walked toward the massive water tank, and opened the door.

The moment he stepped inside, Professor X fell silent, as if sensing something.

Then, his murky eyes flickered with brief clarity.

"Who are you?"

"The guy who keeps trying to put me to sleep?"

"What do you want?"

As Logan approached, Professor X began to resist, struggling against him.

Logan sighed internally, already preparing for another exhausting struggle to get him to take his meds.

But then—

Professor X suddenly stopped moving.

His expression changed, his cloudy eyes becoming sharp and focused.

"Logan, stop," the elderly Professor X said urgently. "I'm clear-headed right now."

Logan hesitated but didn't lower his hand.

"Charles, you need to take your meds."

Professor X raised his hands in protest and spoke urgently,

"Wait, Logan! I have something important to tell you! A new mutant has appeared. He needs our help!"

The words made Logan freeze.

His expression shifted from irritation to disbelief before his brows furrowed.

"Professor... there are no more new mutants," he said, his voice heavy.

"For twenty-five years, not a single new mutant has been born. Nowhere."

"You always believed we were part of God's plan... but maybe we were just His mistake."

"Mutants like us were never meant to exist. Where would a 'new mutant' even come from?"

Logan sighed, attempting to convince Charles to let it go.

But Professor X grew agitated, insisting,

"No, Logan! It's real! I saw it in people's minds!"

"If you don't believe me, take me to the TV! It's all over the news!"

Logan frowned.

Impossible.

Twenty-five years, and suddenly a mutant just shows up?

Logan didn't want to humor him, but Professor X wouldn't let up.

In the end, Logan had no choice but to push his wheelchair toward the main hall.

Hearing the movement, Caliban looked up, startled.

"You brought him out? Did he take his meds? This is dangerous..."

Logan explained the situation.

Caliban shook his head in disbelief, watching them approach the old, battered television in the corner.

"You two are insane," he muttered.

"Logan, the Professor has lost it. And now you're losing it too?"

"For years, there's been no sign of mutants—I would know! I can sense mutants over a massive range! And I haven't sensed a single one!"

"On top of that, we're constantly being hunted. We, the last few mutants, are barely surviving."

"Mutants are almost extinct!"

As he ranted, he suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

His eyes widened in utter shock.

Because—

The moment Logan turned on the TV, the screen lit up with a live news broadcast.

And there he was.

A young man dressed in white, floating effortlessly over the city streets.

He glided through the air, scanning his surroundings calmly, seemingly unaware of the growing chaos around him.

Caliban stared in disbelief.

"...My God."

"A mutant?"

"Could this really be real?"

Even Logan was stunned.

No way.

This isn't possible.

Mutants stopped being born twenty-five years ago.

Next to them, Professor X trembled with excitement.

"See, Logan?!"

His expression quickly turned from excitement to urgency.

"He needs our help! If we don't help him, that kid will die!"

Logan fell silent.

Through the camera feeds, he spotted armed soldiers in black uniforms.

They were slowly surrounding the area.

Meanwhile, the mutant in white continued floating, seemingly oblivious to the encroaching danger.

After a long pause, Logan shook his head.

"Sorry, Professor... but I can't help him."

"These guys... they're not people I can fight."

His mutant abilities were failing—he was a shadow of his former self.

Even if he wanted to save the kid, he wouldn't stand a chance.

Caliban, having regained his composure, nodded grimly.

"Logan's right. We can't help. If we try, we'll all die."

Professor X clenched his fists, his aged face filled with sorrow.

"If we don't help him... he'll be captured, experimented on... tortured."

"He'll die in some horrible lab."

Both Logan and Caliban sighed.

Professor X's voice turned desperate.

"Fine! Then take me there, Logan! Maybe I can help with my powers!"

Logan immediately rejected the idea.

"No, Professor. Your powers are unstable. You could kill everyone!"

As their argument escalated, the TV broadcast shifted.

A female news anchor appeared on screen, her voice crisp and urgent.

"Attention, viewers! We have obtained surveillance footage revealing the abilities of this mutant!"

(End of Chapter)

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