Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

The Brotherhood Manor is currently guarded by over a thousand mutants, so Trask decided to pick on the weakest link first—take down the Institute first, then plan to take over the manor.

Taking over the Institute would not only sever the mutants' lifeline, but also allow them to use the genetic data to upgrade the Sentinel system.

Once the new batch of Sentinels is stronger and more ruthless, dealing with the Brotherhood will be a piece of cake.

Logan, a former member of the X-Men, has just received an urgent request for help from Charles.

Seeing Frank and his group eager to fight, Chung Kwok-hung thought for a moment and immediately made the decision to take action.

He and Charles had a good personal relationship, so helping the college was a natural thing to do.

Ultimately, Trask Industries is nothing more than an official henchman disguised in a commercial guise.

As soon as the battle between the Sentinels and the mutants began, the alien beasts brought back from space by the astronauts also broke free from their cages in the chaos.

In the United States today, spacecraft frequently take off and land between Earth and deep space.

Some were privately built by companies, some were directly under the military, and some were even shuttles from extraterrestrial civilizations.

The space program, which began in the last century, has been operating steadily on this land for decades.

Magneto Erik led his forces in a surprise attack on the Umbrella Corporation's Hive base. During the fierce battle, the stockpiled vampire blood, mutant active blood samples, and giant gene fluid were accidentally leaked, causing a chain reaction under high temperature and pressure, which vaporized into a cloud of dark purple mist.

Eric amassed a fortune by reselling serum production lines. Now, the Brotherhood Manor is heavily guarded and filled with elite troops, with even the watchtowers equipped with magnetic armor capable of directional explosions.

Once Eric pinpoints a location where mutants are imprisoned, he can draw up a raid route within three minutes and then lead the most ruthless group of mutants in the manor to break down the doors and rescue the people.

Just as Chung Kwok-hung and the Good and the Evil Alliance stepped into the gates of the mutant academy, a cataclysmic event was unfolding at the Hive Base on the outskirts of Raccoon City.

The eerie mist seeped into the ventilation ducts, instantly transforming hundreds of clones into berserk flesh puppets—their eyes were gray, their finger bones protruded, and they roared as if their throats were tearing apart, going mad at the sight of blood.

Raccoon City fell in the blink of an eye: corpses piled up in the streets, neon lights flickered like will-o'-the-wisps in the blood mist, and the sound of sirens was swallowed up by the gnawing sounds.

Within ten minutes of being bitten or scratched, the pupils of passersby and mutants dilated, their spines swelled, and they turned to pounce on the next living creature.

Eric sensed something was wrong and immediately led the mutants he had just rescued back to the manor. The magnetic barrier vibrated and hummed on the outer wall of the manor, like a steel behemoth with its back taut.

The moment Wolverine pushed open the door, Charles breathed a sigh of relief, a gentle smile curving his lips: "Logan."

"Professor, this is Chung Kwok-hung, the leader of the Rewards for Good and Punishments Alliance," Logan said, stepping aside to introduce him.

"Zhong? That name... reminds me of someone I know." Charles's smile remained, and a spiritual tendril quietly emerged from his palm.

"Duplicate names are too common." Zhong Guohong said calmly. At this moment, he was the leader of the alliance, and also the Zhong Guohong of Xuyang Manor, but his figure was taller, his features were more rugged, and even the direction of his brow bone was completely different.

Even though Charles's mental power was overflowing like a tide, it only touched a layer of warm and smooth consciousness barrier—he couldn't see that Zhong Guohong had already sunk his thoughts into the depths of the dark space's folds.

In terms of mental arts, Charles is the torchbearer, while Chung Kwok-hung is the lamplighter: others hide in the light and shadow, but he dwells in the dark layers of the real universe, and can even leap into parallel realms to temporarily avoid the brunt of the attack.

The visible space is the mortal world as seen by the naked eye, while the dark space clings to it like a shadow. Some call it subspace, but both are rooted in the foundation of the real universe.

Beyond the real universe, there are 129,599 mirror worlds, each with its own light and dark dual tracks, like countless mirrors reflecting the same moon.

Chung Kwok-hung categorized the art of concealment into three levels: Level 1 is hidden in the shadows under the light, Level 2 is infiltrating the folds of dark space, and Level 3 is stepping into the crevices of parallel universes—truly coming and going without a trace.

After chatting with Charles for a while, Storm and Phoenix appeared together. As their skirts swept across the threshold, Chung Kwok-hung raised his eyes slightly, and the two immediately understood each other, standing on either side to protect each other.

His identity as the leader of the alliance had long been openly and frankly revealed to Wanda, Natasha, and others.

In X-Men: Days of Future Past, time travel can alter the timeline—but Chung Kwok-hung prefers the present game and doesn't want anyone to overturn the table and start over.

So he made the decision to strike at the heart of the matter: destroy the core of the Trask Industries.

How many Alliance members have fallen under the iron hooves of the Sentinel robots? The blood debt has long been settled, and even the most benevolent Charles understands the importance of eliminating any potential threats.

Half an hour later, the group arrived at the Trask headquarters building.

Storm raised her hand and summoned a tornado that tore through the air. The Sentry robot had just raised its alloy arm when it was shredded into a shower of silver dust.

Now, Zhao Hailun's physical strength alone is enough to crush Thanos wearing the Infinity Gauntlet—among the 129,600 universes in the American universe, she is the only one to reach this level.

She is the only supreme power in this world, even surpassing Zhao Hailun herself who is focused on scientific research.

Storm's combat power is even more formidable; each of her wind blades is enveloped in the aftershocks of spatial tremors.

No matter how strong the Sentinels are, can they really withstand a Thanos-level destructive force?

With a flick of her finger, Phoenix Girl caused the entire skyscraper to collapse into a blazing white light, leaving not even ashes behind.

As Charles's mental network unfolded, Trask's hidden strongholds around the world gradually emerged like map markers.

Targeted elimination, swift and decisive—in less than twenty hours, this industrial empire that had bred hatred was completely reduced to a yellowed page in the archives of history.

The group sat down for dinner, then Phoenix and Storm rose to take their leave and rode the winds back to Sunrise Manor.

Chung Kwok-hung nodded goodbye to Logan, Charles, and Robbie, then mounted his flying motorcycle and soared into the sky, its tail flames leaving a cold blue trail in the night sky.

He did not make a move throughout the entire process, but quietly copied all the core code and neural matrix diagrams from the wreckage of the sentinels.

Those sentinel technologies are full of textbook-level cutting-edge technological highlights—solid, ruthless, and so precise that they send chills down your spine.

Sentinel robots can not only steal mutants' abilities, but also synchronize them with the entire squad in real time. If this isn't cutting-edge technology, then what is?

Back at Xuyang Villa, Zhong Guohong first practiced his rapid-fire shooting, hitting the bullseye every time. After catching his breath, he sat cross-legged and began circulating the Yin-Yang True Scripture.

His own cultivation was tightly locked, showing no signs of loosening, but as soon as the scripture was turned, the spiritual power in Wanda and the others' bodies surged like a spring tide, rising steadily.

They relentlessly unleashed their attack techniques day and night, and Wanda, Natasha, and the others successively broke through to higher realms, condensing golden inner cores deep within their dantian, their auras flowing and their energy profound.

"New York is turned upside down by alien behemoths, while Raccoon City has fallen into the hands of bloodthirsty monsters—the more chaotic the world is, the more exciting it becomes."

The octopus-like alien monster was mistakenly brought back by astronauts from a deep-space sampling capsule.