American comic book series: The beginning of fusion with Homelander

“But you’ve always known that I’ve always wanted to do something for our fellow mutants, so that they can live freely in this world, without having to hide or cower.”

"So Rorschach, if I need your help, will you help me?"

Eric hinted at something to Rorschach in a somewhat veiled tone, while also trying to win Rorschach over.

Rorschach already knew what was going on.

Eric must have already decided to part ways with Charles after his battle with Shaw, right?

Even without the accident where he injured Charles, Eric would most likely have left anyway.

However, Rorschach did not intend to leave with Eric.

“Eric, I will! Whether it’s you or Charles, I will. We’re brothers, aren’t we?” Rorschach said to Eric with a smile.

“Yes, we are all brothers,” Eric murmured, repeating the sentence.

He did agree with this point; even if Charles would stop him from killing Shaw, Charles was still his brother.

He just didn't understand him as well as Rorschach did.

"Eric, don't think too much about it. In any case, things will eventually be resolved."

Rorschach stood up, dusted himself off, and said to Eric.

"Let's continue training!"

“That’s right, things will eventually be resolved.” Eric nodded.

The two resumed their training.

Chapter 077 The Birth of the X-Men

Night falls quietly.

A full moon hangs high in the sky.

Normally, the living room would be very lively at this time, with the young mutants chatting, joking, and playing around after dinner.

However, the living room is quiet now.

After all, the final battle is just around the corner, and everyone is exhausted after a day of training. It's time to recharge and conserve energy.

Hank, however, did not rest. He sat at his desk, staring blankly at the syringe of medicine in his hand.

Through studying the blood sample Rorschach had given him last time, Hank indeed discovered that the previous medicine had some fatal flaws.

Not only will it not suppress the X gene in your body, it will actually greatly enhance it!

If that's the case, Hank will not only be unable to cure his beast-like feet, but he will also develop bestial characteristics in other parts of his body.

Hank felt a chill run down his spine just thinking about it.

But now, the potion is truly perfect, with no flaws whatsoever.

The only regret is that Hank had been so eager to share the potion with Raven to cure her blue skin, but Raven had ruthlessly refused.

This left Hank slightly disappointed.

But this only strengthened his resolve to inject the drug!

"call!"

After a moment, Hank let out a long breath, calmed himself down, and then, with a mix of nervousness and excitement, injected himself with the syringe.

Then Hank stared intently at his unusually large feet, not daring to breathe too loudly.

soon.

Hank's big foot muscles began to "surge," and after a transformation that outsiders could not imagine, it simply returned to normal.

"Ha ha!"

Hank burst into laughter, overjoyed.

It worked!

He finally succeeded!

At that moment, Hank really wanted to share this good news with Rorschach.

……

Early the next morning.

The mutants got up early, and instead of training as usual, they gathered together immediately.

Everyone's expression was very solemn, because what they were about to do was far too important, and might even change the future world order.

Even though Charles gave us a pep talk yesterday, everyone still felt a sense of pressure as departure approached.

"Everyone, all this preparation and hard training over such a long period of time has been for this moment!"

"To stop Shaw! To stop Shaw from destroying this world! To save the world!"

"Yes, we are going to save the world!"

We will succeed!

"I firmly believe this!"

We will succeed!

Under everyone's gaze, Charles gave everyone another pep talk.

"Alright, let's set off!"

Eric's approach was simpler; he clapped his hands and addressed everyone.

"Wait a moment."

Hank then stepped forward, adjusted his glasses, and said to everyone, "I've prepared some things for you, which I think you might find useful."

Hank is a top scientist. Although his mutant abilities aren't particularly strong, his scientific research is truly remarkable.

Seeing Hank's mysterious demeanor, everyone was genuinely curious about what good things he had prepared for them.

However, when Hank opened a large box that had been prepared beforehand, everyone couldn't help but cover their faces in surprise.

It turns out that Hank had prepared a uniform for everyone, and it was a really ugly one at that!

"Hank, you've been keeping busy all this time," Eric couldn't help but tease.

"Seriously, do we really have to wear this?" the siren asked, looking troubled.

"Considering that we cannot withstand extreme gravity or be bulletproof, I suggest that everyone wear them."

Hank smiled at everyone.

“Well,” Raven shrugged. “I believe these are not problems for Rorschach.”

With Rorschach's freakish physique, even a mutant mercenary couldn't stab him with a knife.

Bulletproof and the like, that's only to be expected, right?

“Okay, except for Rorschach,” Hank added from the side.

Despite this, Rorschach did not refuse, and instead put on the first-generation X-Men uniform along with everyone else.

This is the first uniform from X-Men: First Class, making it very meaningful.

Although Rorschach actually thought the uniform was a little ugly.

But none of that matters; we're going to war, not to go on blind dates.

"Look at us, we even have matching uniforms now, shouldn't we give our team a name?"

Raven's naming urge kicked in again, and she even made a suggestion, "What do you guys think of X-Men?"

"X-Men? A group of warriors with X-genes? Not bad."

"Raven, this is so tacky."

The mutants joked about it casually, and no one took the name seriously.

No one could have imagined that this name, which Riven made up on a whim, would later become such an important team.

"Is this how the X-Men were born?" Rorschach wondered with great interest.

He has witnessed history.

"OK, let's go!"

Once everyone was ready, Charles clapped his hands excitedly and led them into a huge "warehouse".

Inside, a fighter jet that looked incredibly cool and surpassed the current era in every aspect appeared before everyone.

"The first-generation Blackbird fighter jet, it's very memorable!"

Luo Xia gazed at the somewhat crudely made fighter jet and couldn't help but think to himself.

Putting everything else aside, he believed that if it were just a single photo, those X-Men fanatics would definitely spend a fortune to buy it.

"Charles, this is too much! You even have this? Oh ho ho!" The siren shouted excitedly, her eyes wide with amazement.

"We always need some means of transportation, don't we?"

Charles grinned, putting on a not-too-small show of bravado in front of everyone.

"Cool, really cool!"

Even Darwin was stunned. "I never imagined that one day I would be sitting on such a cool airplane."

"But...who will fly the plane? Eric? Mora?" the Destroyer asked a crucial question.

"Of course it is me."

Hank, with his clean-cut and handsome features, stepped forward.

"Excuse me, Hank, you can fly a plane?"

The ravager looked at Hank with some suspicion. "Dude, that's quite a leap."

"Of course, I built this plane!" Hank said calmly, putting on a moderate show of bravado.

Without further ado, everyone boarded the plane, found their seats, and fastened their seatbelts.