Reborn with Steve Stand-Chapter 665: Do you like the newly improve cigar?

"... What the hell?"

Seeing Uncle Wolf lying on the ground, emaciated, Fang Mo couldn't help but be taken aback for a moment.

However, he quickly seemed to realize something and suddenly looked up at Little Rogue.

Unlike the drained Uncle Wolf, Little Rogue appeared surprisingly radiant, as if she had been rejuvenated. She had been wandering outside for a long time, often exposed to the elements, and her complexion had been poor. But now, for some reason, she looked much healthier.

"Well, well."

Seeing this, Fang Mo couldn't help but tease her: "What a mutant succubus..."

Although he said this, Fang Mo had already recalled the sequence of events.

This was a scene from the original story. The "X-Men" movie was quite old, and Fang Mo's memory of the plot was fuzzy. Seeing this scene brought back some recollections.

This was actually caused by Little Rogue's ability.

Her ability was to absorb power, effective upon contact. For ordinary people, it drew their life force, but for mutants, it took both their life force and their mutant abilities.

If Fang Mo remembered correctly, Little Rogue, for some reason, had sneaked into Logan's room in the middle of the night. As is well-known, Logan, after losing his memory, was very irritable upon waking. Seeing someone in his room in the middle of the night startled him, and he instinctively lashed out with his claws.

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To protect herself, Little Rogue likely activated her power unconsciously, absorbing Logan's healing ability to heal her wound.

The cost, of course, was draining Logan to a husk.

"It... it was an accident..."

Hearing Fang Mo's teasing, Little Rogue nervously tried to explain.

Fang Mo knew she wasn't lying, but the problem was, they were not alone in the room. Seeing Logan convulsing on the ground, the looks from the other mutant kids changed.

Those looks were filled with rejection, fear, and even a bit of hostility.

"…"

Seeing these hostile glances, Little Rogue's words got stuck in her throat.

In that instant, she recalled her family. When her powers first awakened, they looked at her with the same cold, unfamiliar, and frightening eyes.

The next moment, Little Rogue fled the room as if escaping.

The children at the door hurriedly made way for her, avoiding her as if she were a plague, letting her disappear at the end of the corridor.

Fang Mo did not pursue her.

After all, Uncle Wolf was more important.

Thinking this, Fang Mo immediately entered the room and pulled aside Jean and Scott, who were trying to help Logan in a flurry: "Alright, you two amateurs, step aside and let the professional handle this."

As he spoke, Fang Mo extended a finger.

A beacon was activated, and Fang Mo placed his finger on Logan.

The next second, a gentle white light illuminated the room, bringing a sense of inner peace and comfort to everyone, not just Logan lying on the ground.

Logan's emaciated body began to recover visibly.

In theory, even without intervention, Logan would be fine since Little Rogue had let go, and his regenerative ability would soon kick in, restoring him. That's what happened in the original story.

"Ugh…"

With the beacon's energy, Logan slowly regained consciousness after a while.

He instinctively held his head, frowning weakly, and asked, "What... what happened?"

"Little Rogue ambushed you at night."

Fang Mo concisely explained: "You couldn't resist and were nearly drained to death by that little succubus. Luckily, I found you in time… Here, drink this bottle of Joe's Kidney Tonic."

With that, Fang Mo handed over a healing potion.

"Do you hear yourself?"

Logan couldn't help but retort, not taking the potion: "I should have left this place and not trusted that bald man in a wheelchair..."

"What, did I say something wrong?"

Fang Mo raised an eyebrow: "You..."

"Just tell me if I'm wrong."

Before Logan could speak, Fang Mo continued questioning him: "Lying before Jesus will get you thrown into hell to hear Satan's jokes. I'm telling you, hell is now full of Israelis..."

"I think you're Satan."

Logan took a deep breath, but then noticed a child sitting on Fang Mo's shoulders: "Wait, who's this kid?"

"Satan's child."

Fang Mo shrugged.

"I..."

Logan was speechless but quickly asked with concern: "Is that kid alright?"

"Do you mean Little Rogue?"

Jean interjected: "She's fine. Can you explain what happened?"

"I think I accidentally hurt her."

Logan recalled: "Then she touched me, and I don't remember anything after that."

"I see."

Hearing this, Jean understood that Little Rogue must have instinctively used her power to heal herself after being hurt.

"You might want to thank him."

At this moment, Storm suddenly spoke to Logan while pointing at Fang Mo: "When we arrived, you were on the verge of death. He saved you."

"What?"

Logan was visibly surprised and looked at Fang Mo: "You saved me?"

"I told you we used to be close friends, but you never believed me." Fang Mo spread his hands in mock helplessness and then handed over a healing potion again: "Alright, hurry up and drink this."

This time, Logan did not refuse.

Without hesitation, he took the healing potion and drank it in one gulp.

Soon, the potion's effects began to take hold. Logan felt a warm sensation in his body, and the feeling of being drained gradually disappeared. It was clear that this potion truly had healing properties.

"…Thanks."

After a moment of silence, Logan finally spoke up.

"Hey, it's nothing." Fang Mo waved his hand nonchalantly: "Didn't I tell you? We're practically brothers..."

Seeing Logan had recovered, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Storm began to calm the mutant children at the entrance, sending them back to their rooms to sleep. Fang Mo didn't continue to bother Logan, and this little episode of the night soon passed.

The next morning.

After having breakfast, Fang Mo energetically headed to Logan's room.

Considering Logan's irregular sleeping habits, Fang Mo kindly brought him breakfast as well. It wasn't soy milk and fried dough sticks but rather a top-grade steak similar to what they had during their time working with the CIA.

However, unlike last time, this steak wasn't prepared by the CIA chefs but by Ah Xue.

"…Why are you here again?"

When Fang Mo knocked on the door, he found that Logan seemed to be washing up, his hair still wet, and a towel draped around his neck.

"Have you eaten?"

Fang Mo said cheerfully, "If not, how about a punch from me?"

"You..."

Logan instinctively wanted to retort, but then a strong sense of déjà vu hit him: "Wait, did you say something similar to me before?"

"I even treated you to peanuts before."

Fang Mo smiled, walked past Logan into the room.

The guest room Logan was staying in was small, with just a bedroom aside from the bathroom. There was a small table by the bed, and Fang Mo walked over, placing the steak on the table like performing a magic trick, instantly filling the room with a tempting aroma.

"Steak?"

Logan was taken aback but soon seemed to remember something: "Wait, this scene..."

"What are you standing there for? Come taste it while it's hot."

Fang Mo beckoned with a smile: "This was made by my little maid, it tastes amazing. She practiced a lot in the medieval times."

Logan seemed a bit confused but being the easygoing person he was, he walked over, grabbed a piece of steak, and began to eat. The burst of flavorful juices lit up his eyes.

At this moment, Fang Mo pulled out a bottle of liquor.

"Don't just eat, have some drink."

He produced a cup from somewhere and filled it to the brim: "This is whiskey I brewed myself, see if it's authentic."

Logan chewed on the steak, accepted the cup, and drank it in one gulp.

The strong, smoky flavor with a sweet burn filled his mouth, making him squint in pleasure.

Just as Logan was about to ask for another drink, Fang Mo suddenly threw something at him. Logan instinctively caught it and saw it was an unfamiliar cigar.

Unlike ordinary cigars, this one was heavy and had a shimmering layer of purple and gold.

"This is..."

Seeing the cigar in his hand, Logan's expression changed slightly.

For some reason, he felt a surge of emotion, as if this thing was very important to him, but he couldn't remember anything, just a strong sense of déjà vu.

"Remember?"

Fang Mo smiled: "I once gave you an infinite cigar, but you lost it. This time, I added new enchantments; you shouldn't lose it again."

"I..."

Logan's expression became complicated.

"Try it."

Fang Mo said cheerfully: "I snatched it from a big capitalist, it might taste a bit different from the Cuban cigars, if not I can enhance it for you."

Before Logan could say anything, the cigar in his hand suddenly started talking.

"Hey hey, I'm here, bro!"

"F*ck!!!"

Logan was instantly startled and reflexively threw the cigar in his hand. The thick cigar hit the wall with a bang and then fell into the gap by the bedside.

"What... what the hell is this!?"

After throwing away the cigar, Logan, still somewhat shaken, turned to Fang Mo and said, "How the hell can a cigar talk..."

However, before Logan could finish his sentence.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from his hand again: "Hey hey hey, I'm back!"

Hearing this, Logan instinctively looked down, only to find that the cigar he had just thrown away had somehow returned to his hand. His face changed dramatically, and he immediately looked up at Fang Mo: "What the fuck! What is going on here!?"

"Oh, it's like this."

Fang Mo explained with a smile: "You see, this infinite cigar is quite precious, and I was afraid you might accidentally lose it, so I added an enchantment to it."

"Enchantment? What is that?"

Logan asked, bewildered.

"You can think of it as a blessing," Fang Mo explained simply. "Didn't I say I'm Jesus? Even a cup that holds my blood can become the Holy Grail, so of course, I can bless some items. This cigar of yours has been blessed by me. I put a... uh, binding curse on it. From now on, you and your cigar will never be separated!"

"You call a curse a blessing?"

Logan couldn't help but shout, "You must be Satan, right!?"

"Well..." Fang Mo said, slightly evasive, "It's just that my soul-binding enchantment book is used up, so I used a binding curse instead."

"I..."

Logan didn't know what to say. Taking a deep breath, he said, "Anyway, this thing is too weird. I don't want it. Take it back."

"I can't take it back."

Fang Mo spread his hands: "The binding curse has already taken effect. Even if I take it back, it will reappear on you the next second... You just tested this, didn't you?"

"You..."

Logan's forehead veins were bulging. "So how can I break this curse?"

"Probably when its durability runs out."

Fang Mo thought for a moment and said.

"Durability?" Logan looked at the cigar in his hand. "So I have to finish smoking it? That's easy..."

As he said this.

He lit the cigar directly.

However, just as he lit the cigar, the cursed thing howled again: "Hey... hey hey hey! I'm on fire, bro!!!"

"..."

Logan's face darkened completely.

Suppressing his irritation, he took a deep puff of the cursed cigar.

Thick, smooth smoke instantly filled his mouth, with a complex and wonderful aroma of fruits, vanilla, coffee, and acorns. Amid the bitterness, there was a hint of sweetness. Honestly, the taste was quite intoxicating, even Logan couldn't help raising an eyebrow.

Due to the marvelous flavor, Logan took several more deep puffs.

But soon he noticed something strange.

Despite being lit, the cigar's length didn't change at all, as if it would never burn down.

Seeing Logan's confusion, the cigar spoke again: "You want to finish me? If you can finish this infinite cigar in seventeen puffs today, I! Will! Eat! Your entire adamantium skeleton!"

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Logan was stunned.

"Cough, it did say it was an infinite cigar..."

Fang Mo looked around evasively: "Not only that, but I also added a life enchantment on it, so you can chat with your cigar when you're lonely. Life + indestructibility + infinity + binding curse, do you like it?"

"... like it, my ass."

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