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Chapter 181 Is there even one possibility?

Chapter 181 Is There a Possibility? (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!)

"Don't you think this crow has intertwined our fates?"

After leaving the repair shop, Logan did not choose to leave but stayed alone.

He couldn't determine the veracity of Hawkeye's statement.

But the truth is, in his otherwise uneventful life, that crow appeared in his life with "a bunch of people".

It started with the two young people, then the Hulk siblings, and then Hawkeye.

It all seemed like a pre-arranged plot, with them appearing one after another.

Logan was lost in thought when he noticed the young man named Jason coming into view.

The other party did not wear the black armor that obscured their face, but remained in disguise.

He was kicking pebbles on the side of the road, looking somewhat bored.

Upon seeing Logan, Jason asked in confusion, "Hasn't Oz returned?"

"I'm not that familiar with it." Logan raised an eyebrow and glanced at him.

"Okay." Jason shrugged.

He then sat down next to Logan, his mind replaying the scene he had just witnessed.

"There's a problem," Jason said.

"If you're asking me why I became like this, I refuse to answer," Logan replied.

"I won't ask that."

Jason stared at Logan's tough-guy face for a while.

"Was your metal skeleton natural, or was it implanted later?"

Logan was speechless.

The question this kid was asking was definitely not what he wanted to hear.

But it can also be categorized as something he hates to recall the most.

"It's not something you're born with," Logan said simply.

"I understand."

Jason nodded and continued, "So, if you mate with someone, and—I mean, if—and that person gets pregnant, is it possible that your penis contains metal and that metal is passed on to your offspring?"

"?"

Logan looked at him questioningly at first, then after a long pause, uttered, "Did you get your brain spiked with a crowbar?"

He had wanted to say something for a long time about this kid pulling out a crowbar without warning!

He really wondered if the person had been hit in the head with a crowbar when they asked such a question!

"Although I know a little about this, you know, my background is quite diverse..."

"Of course not!"

Jason's words were suddenly interrupted by Peter's voice.

The two turned around and found that this guy had been standing behind them at some point, eavesdropping on their conversation.

"From a physiological point of view, the problem you described simply doesn't exist."

Peter noticed their gazes and whispered, "Of course, unless the soft tissue is also made of metal... but if it's made of metal... well, I'd better not say, you know what I mean."

"Um..

Jason nodded thoughtfully.

Logan, who had been listening the whole time, clenched his fist, which was as big as a sandbag.

After taking a deep breath, I prepared to get up and leave, preferably away from these two lunatics.

He attributed Jason and Peter's personalities to Oz's problems.

Logan believed that the crow had affected the two of them, making them, like Oz, somewhat eccentric.

"Don't rush off!"

Logan's eyes darted back and forth between Jason and Peter, his tone tinged with anger.

"Although I said I wouldn't hurt anyone anymore, I think you two are a bit inhuman, so if you ask any more brainless questions, I really will hit you."

"Just hit him, don't hit me, I didn't ask anything!" Peter said, claiming he was innocent.

Jason glanced at him helplessly, then looked at Logan and asked the question that had been on his mind.

"Is it possible, Logan—I mean, is it possible—that you actually have an illegitimate daughter?"

"?"

"My God, you have a daughter now!?"

It's a little earlier.

A gray raven circled in the night sky before leisurely landing on a figure clad in black armor.

A man and a bird gazed at a small settlement not far ahead.

Although it's called a settlement, it's actually made up of rows of dilapidated tents.

Most of the people living here are homeless and can only set up simple tents to temporarily serve as their homes.

Oz tilted his head and looked at Jason, noticing his gaze lingering on a young boy, and couldn't help but say, "Of all the things you inherited from Batman, why did you have to inherit this special affection for little boys?!"

"screw you!"

Jason smacked it on the head in annoyance and explained, "I'm just taking him home."

Jason knew that in this society where order had collapsed and was being rebuilt, there was only so much that ordinary people like him could do.

Nevertheless, he will not hesitate to lend a helping hand wherever needed.

Escorting the little boy home was simply a reminder of his past as a homeless person on the streets of Gotham.

He had done similar things back then, though not as egregious as these people. For example, he had never done anything like publicly beating ordinary citizens.

He mainly does zero-yuan purchases.

The greatest free purchase I ever made was getting Batman.

"This little boy..."

Oz touched his beak with his wing and murmured, "Looks like a mutant."

"Mutants?" Jason asked in surprise, then asked, "Like Logan?"

He only had a general understanding of the specifics of this world, such as the ruler of this territory, Magneto, who was a mutant.

The third contract partner, Logan, is also a mutant.

The X-Men are also a team of heroes composed of mutants.

This entire team of heroes perished on the night of their fall.

Jason knew that only Logan had survived.

But what came out of Oz's little mouth was that Logan had killed them all.

Jason couldn't tell who was telling the truth or who was lying in a short time.