I Created a Sanctuary in Marvel

"I never expected that the two of us would become so popular."

Logan waved the stack of intelligence he had just received, a helpless smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. Having lived for so long, he naturally had his own set of information channels.

Sure enough, not long after his and Ye Feng's information was made public, Logan saw detailed files about them in an underground intelligence exchange.

Prices are clearly marked and available to everyone.

This was the first time he had been so openly placed on the table; the feeling was both strange and new. Sunlight filtered through the sparse leaves, casting flickering shadows on his slightly weathered face.

"No need to worry about it."

"This is actually a good thing for us."

Ye Feng spoke in a calm tone, as if he were talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"Good news?"

"Everyone wants to find us now and use us for a bounty."

Logan raised an eyebrow, casually stuffing the intelligence in his hand into his coat pocket, his tone tinged with confusion.

"They are promoting us for free and boosting our reputation."

Ye Feng smiled slightly and slowly stepped out of the shadows.

"Moreover, the tendency to destroy what one cannot have is one of the most common human flaws."

He wasn't flustered. In a way, the fact that the other party had made his and Logan's information public saved him the trouble of self-promotion.

There's a saying that's true: fame should come early. Look at Magneto, Erik, and Professor X, Charles; both made their names early on before they were able to raise the banners of the Brotherhood of Mutants and the X-Men.

Almost all the world's well-known mutants have already been recruited by these two factions.

Even Logan was a lucky find for Ye Feng.

Therefore, Ye Feng was not worried. As long as his body fully recovered and his inner universe was rebuilt, all the current turmoil would be nothing but fleeting clouds.

"How far are we from the Vatican?" Ye Feng changed the subject, his voice steady.

Logan unfolded the crumpled map, gestured with his fingers across it, and roughly estimated: "About a thousand kilometers more."

The Vatican is located inland in Europe, so they would have to find a way to cross the sea. He folded the map, stuffed it back into his backpack, his movements swift yet tinged with impatience.

"Are you really confident you can become Pope?" Logan couldn't help but ask again to confirm.

Even though he had witnessed Ye Feng's extraordinary abilities, this goal still sounded too distant, almost unbelievable.

"Don't worry, no problem." Ye Feng's tone remained calm, yet carried an undeniable certainty.

"The emergence of mutants is not a crisis for Catholicism, but rather an unprecedented opportunity."

He paused, gazing at the distant, undulating mountains, a light seemingly shimmering in his eyes: "Since the widespread dissemination of atheism, the status and influence of Catholicism in various countries have continued to decline. And my appearance..."

His tone grew stronger. "This will be their only chance to return to the heart of the world."

His voice was calm, yet carried an indescribable weight, as if the papacy was already his for the taking.

In the Marvel Universe, gods are not just legends, but beings who intervene in reality in various ways.

Baldr, the Norse god of light, had long since perished, and his death heralded Ragnarok; Apollo, the Greek god of light, was almost entirely absent; even God himself was repeatedly downgraded in his interpretation, and eventually, he was no longer even a known god.

Of the four ancient gods during the creation of Earth, Haps, representing the light, was devoured by the god of the underworld, Sithon, and the serpent god, Set. This brought the concept of "death" to the gods for the first time, directly triggering a chaotic war between the ancient deities and nearly causing the multiverse to collapse.

The only truly powerful being of light might be the primordial light at the beginning of the universe… that is also the opposite of the symbiote god Naru, who possessed Venom to become the god of light and defeated Naru.

All things considered, Catholicism's position in the Marvel universe is far less detached than it is in the real world.

Without actual miracles, it is difficult for it to compete with religions that truly have a God's backing, relying solely on doctrine and faith.

That's why Ye Feng turned his attention here. Although the Vatican is a small place, it has hundreds of millions of believers around the world and an irreplaceable spiritual status.

If he can become the Holy Son and the successor to the Pope, his position will be enough to overlook the entire world's chessboard.

……

The black market's wanted notice did not significantly affect their journey. In that era, surveillance equipment was not advanced, and the transportation network was far less dense than in later times, making it virtually impossible to accurately track down two people.

Even if countless cutting-edge technologies emerge in the world in the future, that's a matter for the future.

Pulling themselves back to reality, the two continued their journey in silence. The wind blew across the wilderness, raising fine dust, making their footsteps all the more distinct in the stillness.

After a period of recuperation, Ye Feng's body has basically recovered to the level of an ordinary person, and his ability to control elements has gradually returned.

Nowadays, using a single element is basically effortless, but operating on multiple elements still incurs significant overhead.

He estimated that at least the elemental control would need to be cultivated to the sixth sense before it could truly unleash its full power; to reach the ultimate level, it would need to break through to the seventh sense.

The potential of this ability far exceeds its surface appearance. Ye Feng even vaguely felt that it was not impossible for him to ascend to godhood with it.

"Logan, once we get to the Vatican, we can split up for now," Ye Feng suddenly said, breaking the long silence.

"Okay," Logan answered with surprising decisiveness. He was never really suited to a solemn and heavy place like the Vatican, and Ye Feng's suggestion actually made him feel relieved.

He preferred to act freely rather than be bound by the formalities of religious centers.

"I'll prepare some things for you then," Ye Feng continued, his tone serious.

"Until I fully regain my strength, there's only one thing you need to do: hone your body."

"Hmm?" Logan was a little surprised and turned to look at Ye Feng.

"Is my body not strong enough right now?"

He was always confident in his physical abilities, which far exceeded those of ordinary people. Coupled with his near-immortal self-healing ability, he never doubted his physical prowess.

"It's far from enough." Ye Feng shook his head, his eyes blazing.

"You rely too much on your self-healing ability and haven't pushed your physical potential to the limit. Without the troubles of hidden injuries and diseases, you should be able to break through the limits of human physical ability more easily. This is the direction you should be heading in next."

Logan was silent for a moment, then nodded solemnly: "I understand."

He clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within him, and began to seriously consider Ye Feng's words. Perhaps, he really could become stronger.

……

Time passed, and a week later, after several transfers, the two finally set foot on Italian soil. The foreign customs and culture gradually unfolded before their eyes: ancient buildings, fluttering flags, and a strange yet melodious language—all indicating that they were nearing their destination.

The Vatican is now within reach.