Reborn with Steve Stand-Chapter 660: Old Man Charles, here I come!

"Come on, Bruce, I believe you can do it."

Fang Mo's voice seemed to possess a kind of magic, always capable of instilling courage in people.

Of course... It worked for dogs too.

The little dog was initially a bit lacking in confidence, but after hearing these words, an inexplicable mix of emotions surged from within.

It looked down at the sheath that had fallen to the ground, then at the enemies moving away.

As if making a firm decision, Cheems slowly closed its eyes, placed a front paw on the knife, and an unprecedented strength flowed into its body.

Immediately following this.

An unprecedented roar echoed through the sky.

The previously timid and weak Shiba Inu unexpectedly transformed into a mysterious creature with a dog's head.

It was a super Shiba Inu, standing on two legs like a human, with a body covered in robust, inverted triangle muscles. If anything, it resembled Captain Komamura Sajin from the 7th Division of the Soul Reapers, but even more muscular and powerful, exuding an unprecedented confidence from its dog head.

It raised a paw.

Its paw pads seemed to have a suction force, attaching the knife handle to them.

Cheems then looked at the enemy ahead, suddenly assuming a drawing stance.

In the next instant, its figure vanished, reappearing in front of the Tree Frog Man. Then it slowly began to sheathe its knife, turning its back on him.

The Tree Frog Man hadn't even realized what had happened and was about to attack this strange creature when the moment Cheems fully sheathed its knife with a "ding" sound, a flurry of blades flashed, and the trees behind the Tree Frog Man were neatly cut in two.

"..."

The Tree Frog Man seemed to want to say something.

But his vision suddenly spun uncontrollably.

The last thing he saw before losing consciousness was his own headless body standing nearby.

"Wh...?"

Rogue, seeing this, widened her eyes in shock.

Before she could say anything, Fang Mo's voice of applause came from a distance: "Good job, Bruce! I knew you could do it!"

"Woof!"

Cheems, hearing this, happily turned and barked at Fang Mo.

After greeting its master, it didn't forget about Rogue in front of it, who was now sitting on the ground in fear, staring at it in shock.

So it simply extended a paw to Rogue.

"...Huh?"

Rogue, seeing this, was a bit dazed.

Honestly, she couldn't quite understand what was happening. A group of people suddenly appeared wanting to abduct her, and then a dog transformed to save her. What on earth was going on?

Even explaining it with mutants didn't seem to make sense.

She wondered if this was a fairy tale... or maybe she was just dreaming?

Thinking of this, Rogue instinctively turned to look at Fang Mo. At that moment, she recalled his words. Could he really be Jesus? Or perhaps the Jesus of mutants, sent to save them from their misery?

Otherwise, how could any of this be explained?

A dog wielding a katana saving her from a frog man?

But thoughts are just thoughts.

Rogue was still deeply moved.

After all, she was just a runaway kid, constantly worried about her mutant identity being exposed, always on edge.

Now, she had finally encountered someone kind.

Even if it was just a dog, Rogue was very happy, as she was also a shunned freak.

After coming to terms with this, she looked at the paw extended towards her and finally smiled sincerely, reaching out her hand while saying genuinely, "Thank you, doggy..."

But to both their surprise.

As soon as Cheems pulled Rogue up.

The mighty, muscular Shiba Inu suddenly disappeared with a bang, replaced by the timid and weak dog it was before.

Then the whole dog seemed to have been electrocuted, trembling and whimpering nonstop.

"Huh?"

Rogue was initially stunned but quickly retracted her hand as if shocked: "Ah! I'm... I'm sorry!"

"..."

The dog didn't speak, just sat there with a miserable look and started to cry.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Rogue said helplessly, "Whenever I touch someone, this happens. I thought you were a dog, so it wouldn't matter. I'm... I'm really sorry."

"..."

Hearing this, the dog's face looked even more pitiful.

Meanwhile, not far away.

Fang Mo, having witnessed all this, finally turned his gaze away.

As for Cheems' performance... Fang Mo was quite satisfied, to be honest.

Given that it could transform into a muscular Shiba Doge, it seemed to have inherited some traits from Dogecoin enhancement... but its current state made Fang Mo even more confused about the katana.

Fang Mo originally made the katana just to create a kennel for Pochi.

However, during its creation, he whimsically added a bunch of new traits, like Dogecoin enhancement and life enchantment, things he was curious to see in action.

But as it stands.

Fang Mo suspected these traits and enchantments conflicted.

Cheems, as his summon, should have disappeared by now. However, it not only remained but also became a viral phenomenon, which completely contradicted the description of Dogecoin enhancement.

Moreover, the so-called life enchantment hadn't been seen.

In conclusion, Fang Mo suspected a bizarre bug occurred when the life enchantment and Dogecoin enhancement combined and materialized.

Of course, you could call it a trait if you prefer...

"Never mind, I'll test it separately if I get the chance."

Shaking his head, Fang Mo ignored the scene over there and lifted the huge log at his feet, tossing it aside.

The heavy log was lifted, revealing Sabertooth below. It was indeed incredibly strong, as it had survived being smashed by such a heavy log.

Though it was still alive, it was clearly seriously injured.

Seeing Fang Mo, Sabertooth struggled to stand but ended up spitting out a mouthful of blood and collapsing again.

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"Hey, let me ask you something."

Looking at Sabertooth lying on the ground, Fang Mo asked, "Can you talk?"

"..."

However, Sabertooth just stared fiercely at Fang Mo without speaking.

"What does that look mean?"

Fang Mo laughed, "You're a Sabertooth, not an East Siberian tiger... why are you trying to act tough with me? What, do you want to dominate china's streets?"

"Roar!"

Sabertooth roared angrily, "I'll kill you!"

"I'll punch you first..."

Fang Mo raised his hand, intending to tease Sabertooth further, but just then, a gust of wind swept by and a voice called out, "Stop!"

"Huh?"

Fang Mo turned his head.

He saw two strange individuals not far away.

The newcomers were a man and a woman, both dressed in dark, tight leather suits. The woman had dark skin, a beautiful face, and snow-white hair, while the man wore something like night-vision goggles on his head.

"Stop!"

The woman urgently said to Fang Mo, "Please don't kill anyone!"

"Oh, it's you guys."

After observing them for a moment, Fang Mo quickly recognized them.

The dark-skinned woman who had spoken seemed to be Storm from the X-Men, capable of controlling the weather to some extent.

The man beside her was also a member of the X-Men, known as Cyclops, who could shoot lasers from his eyes... but he couldn't control it, meaning he would continuously fire until he was exhausted and died if he opened his eyes.

That's why he wore what looked like night-vision goggles, which were actually a power regulator. He would adjust the power and use his gaze to defeat enemies in combat.

"You know us?"

Cyclops hesitated at Fang Mo's reaction.

"Kind of."

Fang Mo waved cheerfully, "I don't really know you, but I've had some dealings with your leader, Charles. By the way, is he still in a wheelchair?"

"Professor X has always been in a wheelchair."

This time Storm spoke, looking a bit puzzled, "May I ask your name? Sorry, but this might involve a crisis between humans and mutants... if you're a friend of the professor, we need to verify it."

"Oh, no problem."

Fang Mo spread his hands, "You can call me Jesus."

"..."

Storm and Cyclops fell silent.

"Are you enemies then?"

After a long pause, Cyclops couldn't help but press his goggles, not to attack but to lock onto Fang Mo to prevent any sudden moves.

"I really am Jesus."

Fang Mo sighed, "How about this... let me ask you a question?"

"What question?"

The two exchanged glances, though puzzled, they agreed.

"Once upon a time, there was a beautiful, gentle girl. She didn't party, chase celebrities, read social media, cause trouble, use drugs, or fight. She could even cook."

"One day, she fell in love with a poor worker. Because of her deep love, she worked with him from nine to five every day. They bought a house, married, had a well-behaved child, faced no illness or betrayal, and lived happily until they were a hundred years old, dying together without regret."

Fang Mo raised a finger, "So, do you believe in this love story... or that I am Jesus?"

"..."

Both were at a loss for words.

In the United States, you'd have to be crazy to believe such a story.

"Your analogy is too extreme."

Storm couldn't help but comment, "Even if I don't believe the first story... saying you're Jesus is too much."

"I don't want the title either."

Fang Mo shrugged, "But it was given to me by Raven... who knows what she was thinking back then."

"Wait, Raven?" Cyclops suddenly grew wary, "You mean Mystique? You're with Magneto, aren't you? Don't try anything with that girl; I'm locked onto you!"

"You can't break my defense, so what's the point?"

Fang Mo replied nonchalantly.

Fang Mo helplessly rubbed his forehead again and said, "Moreover, I am not with Erik. Forget it... I don't feel like explaining to you. I'll talk to your master myself. Little Mermaid, do you have Charles' phone number?"

"... It's here."

Storm remained relatively calm and handed a phone to Fang Mo after some thought.

However, on the other side, Cyclops, who heard Fang Mo say he couldn't break his defenses, felt a bit indignant. He frowned and took a step forward. "What did you just say?"

"What? Want to test it out?"

Fang Mo laughed and raised his eyebrows at him.

"I won't act rashly," Cyclops said, suppressing his annoyance. "But I can tell you, my attack can even pierce through a mountain."

"Come on, shoot me in the mouth then."

Fang Mo replied directly, "I really don't believe that..."

However, just as he finished half his sentence, Sabretooth, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly sprang up.

Yes, it seemed he had strong regenerative abilities too. He had been pretending to be dead and recovering for a while, and now, finding the right moment, he tried to escape. He had already determined he couldn't defeat Fang Mo, so he dashed towards the distant bushes with all his might.

"Not good!"

Seeing this, Cyclops immediately shifted his gaze and fired a laser.

A beam as dazzling as a ruby shot out instantly, hitting Sabretooth on his back.

Sabretooth cried out in pain, but this force only made him run faster. In the blink of an eye, he had disappeared into the vast snowstorm.

"Is that all?"

Seeing Cyclops' performance, Fang Mo predictably mocked, "Is that all? And you can pierce through a mountain?"

"I adjusted the power!" Cyclops retorted anxiously. "Professor X told us that no one has the right to take a life!"

"Alright, Scott."

At this moment, Storm intervened, handing the phone to Fang Mo. "Well, Mr. Jesus, since you claim to know the professor, please confirm it yourself."

"Oh, alright."

Fang Mo took the phone. The call had already been made, so he patiently waited.

But after a while, there was still no answer on the other end. Fang Mo handed the phone back, "What's wrong, girl? Why isn't Charles answering?"

"Well..."

Storm checked the phone and found no one was answering. "Maybe Professor X is busy with other matters."

"Forget it. Just take me to his mansion."

Hearing this, Fang Mo got a bit irritated and called out to Rogue not far away, "Come here."

"What is it?"

Having just been rescued, Rogue was quite cooperative and walked over curiously.

"Oh, it's like this." Fang Mo pointed at Storm and Cyclops, "These two work for charity. There's a guy named Charles who takes in homeless mutants. I'm an old acquaintance of his, and I plan to take you there for a while. Do you have any objections?"

"No objections."

Rogue shook her head. She had no objections. Having a place to stay was already good enough.

"Alright, let's go then."

Fang Mo nodded and looked at the two X-Men, "What are you waiting for? Let's go."

"You..."

Cyclops wanted to say something, but Storm stopped him. "Scott, our mission is to bring the girl back. Now that the mission is complete, let the professor handle the rest. I'm sure he will find a way."

"..."

Hearing Storm's words, Cyclops thought for a moment and said no more.

Since the X-Men used planes for their missions, it didn't take long for Fang Mo, Rogue, and the unconscious Logan to board a plane.

It was only then that Fang Mo noticed he was in Alberta, Canada.

With the help of high-tech aircraft, they soon arrived at Charles' mansion, now called the Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters. Fang Mo looked down from the cabin and saw the mansion had been renovated, noticeably different from his last visit.

It was much busier than before.

Children were running and playing everywhere.

Seeing this familiar environment, Fang Mo couldn't help but recall past experiences, memories of a young Charles, Erik, Raven, and Hank. A sense of nostalgia arose.

Back then, Fang Mo had just awakened his Stand, and now so much time had passed.

But Fang Mo didn't have much time for reminiscing. The plane soon landed, and they entered the school. After settling the unconscious Logan, Fang Mo finally met his old friend...

The old man Charles.

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