Marvel: Killing Makes You Stronger

Chapter 58: Apocalypse

Petroleum, as a non-renewable resource in the world, is the most important resource in modern civilization.

Petroleum is even referred to as currency, indicating its preciousness.

Over the years, countless wars, big and small, have been fought over oil, giving rise to numerous oil thieves. These oil thieves profit significantly by selling oil privately.

They steal from oil magnates and national oil reserves.

After all, as long as the profit is sufficient, some people will take risks, and oil is no exception. The fuel used by fighter jets is kerosene, a light petroleum product obtained from natural or synthetic oil through distillation or cracking.

The profits involved in this trade are enormous, leading to the emergence of so-called private airfields. These private airfields serve certain wealthy individuals, mob bosses, or terrorist organizations who prefer to remain unseen.

The greatest benefit is that it helps them conceal their flight paths and whereabouts.

Hank thought of Bi Xiao needing to fly all over the world, and since planes need fueling, he thoughtfully provided a private contact for fueling; with the right payment, after-sales service is guaranteed.

Professor Charles indeed comes from a wealthy second-generation family with substantial assets. However, funding the creation of a school for mutants and underground laboratories, as well as building the Blackbird jet, has been financially challenging over the years.

The research Hank himself conducts costs a fortune in dollars, and although he has achieved some results, the investment and returns are not always proportional, with many experiments ending in failure and material losses that are irrevocable.

Now that he can earn dollars through orders from Bi Xiao, he is naturally happy.

Although he sold the ready-made Blackbird Mark II, having the experience of building it, reconstructing another Blackbird would not take too much time.

At most, he would let the X-Men continue to use the first generation for a while.

Bi Xiao is very satisfied.

Before creating flying abilities or learning teleportation magic, he will likely need this plane for a while, making things much more convenient.

Since the transaction is complete, Bi Xiao does not plan to stay longer.

After greeting the professor and others, he drove away from the mutant academy.

Professor Charles and others, including Storm who was rushed back by Christine, watched as Bi Xiao’s black Chevrolet departed.

At this point, Cyclops, Scott, asked with some confusion, "What does he want with the Blackbird Mark II? And where did he get so much money? I remember the professor mentioned that his family background wouldn’t allow him such a large sum."

"Does he have the qualifications for a bank transfer?"

"Don’t underestimate him, Scott, he is more mysterious than we think," said Professor Charles gently. "We do not need to probe his secrets; we only need to know that he is on the right path."

"Why are you so sure?"

Scott was even more puzzled as the professor’s attitude had changed quickly. Previously, because Bi Xiao had rescued innocent mutant children from the Stryker Base, the professor believed the Asian boy was fundamentally good, but this time, the professor’s attitude was unpredictable. 

Trust?

"In the western suburbs of New York, didn’t you detect a huge energy fluctuation and seismic source?"

Professor Charles looked around at everyone.

Jean frowned and nodded, "Yes, we were about to go and investigate, but you stopped us."

"And you looked shocked at that moment, so, professor, what did you see then?"

"I saw a battle between humans and a demonic god, Jean. It was a battle that still leaves me in awe," Professor Charles said, tilting his head slightly as if visualizing the scenes he had "seen."

Magnificent, intense, awe-inspiring battle.

A true god-slaying battle.

"Was he one of the main characters?" asked Wolverine, Logan, casually puffing on a cigar.

"Yes, there are many secrets in this world that ordinary people do not know. As a psychic, during my past uses of the Cerebro amplifier, I saw races not of this world, hidden among or secluded from human society."

"They possess more primal and powerful physical abilities than humans, as well as their long lives."

Professor Charles sighed.

"But you never told us about these."

Storm expressed her confusion.

"They and we are on two non-parallel lines; we are more concerned with our mutant brethren, how to make humans accept us, and live peacefully, while those creatures have never intersected with us," hinted Professor Charles.

The others understood immediately, except Logan who remained puzzled.

In fact, Charles was not concerned about the secrets of these extraordinary life forms, their existence, or their actions, as long as they did not target mutants, he would not provoke them.

After all, just dealing with the conflicts between humans and mutants was already exhausting for Charles.

"That child is kinder than we imagined; he has found another direction," Charles said with a smile.

Originally, when he learned that Bi Xiao had been brutally killing gangsters, he was worried that Bi Xiao was becoming extreme and paranoid, but today, seeing his battle with the Blood God Deacon, and knowing that Bi Xiao had been low-key for months, he realized that Bi Xiao had targeted the vampire race.

This eased his mind somewhat; he would rather see Bi Xiao hunt vampires than kill people.

After all, these races are not human.

Charles supported this, also guessing why Bi Xiao needed a plane to fly around the world, thus he agreed to the transaction.

Also, whether it's an illusion or not, Charles felt that seeing Bi Xiao again, the boy seemed to have grown too quickly, to the point that his psychic powers were sending him warnings, a kind of premonition that, until now, he had only experienced with one other person.

Apocalypse.

The man who had once upheaved and changed the world, nearly causing Charles's death, left Charles secretly astonished; perhaps this boy really was, as that old man said, a Son Of God.