Chapter 158 He No Longer Has Any Reason to Fight

In a logging camp in Canada, as the sun sets into the bottom of the mountain, the sky begins to gradually darken.

After a day of hard work, Logan drags his heavy steps and pushes open the door of a pub outside the logging camp.

The smell of various low-quality cigarettes mixed with body odor hits Logan in the face. The workers in the logging camp sit in groups of three or five in the noisy pub, drinking cold beer and talking loudly about various vulgar topics.

Logan walked to the bar counter as usual and said to the bartender who was wiping the glass.

"A glass of beer!"

The bartender nodded, threw the towel in his hand into the pool behind him, turned on the tap of the barrel very smoothly, and put the glass in his hand on the tap.

"The beer is ready." In just a few seconds, the bartender threw the beer glass filled with beer along the smooth bar counter towards Logan.

Bang!

Logan took the beer and began to drink it in big gulps.

"Hey, brother!" At this moment, a big hand patted Logan on the shoulder.

"Cough cough cough." Logan, who was drinking beer, was startled and quickly put down the beer cup and coughed repeatedly.

"Oh, you are too careless." The visitor looked at Logan's coughing, sat beside him with an innocent face, leisurely picked up the beer cup that Logan had just put down, and began to say sarcastic words: "How can you be distracted when drinking, my dear brother."

"Wade, don't force me to beat you!" Logan, who finally recovered, snatched the beer from his friend's hand unhappily, looked at Wade's innocent face, and continued to drink beer unhappily.

"Isn't this a joke?" Wade smiled at Logan who was drinking.

"So you don't go on your adventure life, why come to me?" After Logan drank the beer in the cup, he put the beer cup on the table and asked Wade.

Wade Winston Wilson, Logan's friend when he was young, used to be a lumberjack in the lumberyard like Logan, and now he is an explorer.

"Because I had a dream these days." Wade held his chin with one hand and looked at Logan with a smile.

"In the dream, I saw you dead."

"So you plan to come and see if I'm still alive?" Logan patted the wine stains on his chest and said lightly: "As you can see, I'm still alive and well."

"No, no, no, my brother, I haven't finished speaking." Wade looked at Logan with interest, and continued to ask with a smile: "Don't you want to know how you died?"

"Sorry, I don't want to know." Logan's face was calm: "It was just a dream."

"I should be very happy that you can come back to see me, my old friend, but the premise is that you don't keep saying that you dreamed that I was dead. This is not auspicious."

"Well." Wade touched his chin and suddenly started to laugh. "Sure enough, you have been dreaming about yourself in another world like me these days, right?"

"Maybe you should go and see your brain, Wade." Logan did not take over Wade's words, took out the money and put it under the beer glass, then slowly stood up: "If there is nothing else, I will go home first."

"Hmm." Wade nodded slightly, and sighed in a low voice: "Sure enough, it is the gentle country that harmed you."

"I don't know what you are talking about." Logan patted the dust on his body: "But if you want to come to my house as a guest, remember to tell me in advance, otherwise Kayla may not prepare your meal."

Logan did not wait for Wade to respond, and then walked out of the tavern.

"Logan." Wade called Logan from behind.

"." Logan slightly turned his head and stared at Wade.

"You will come back eventually." Wade smiled at Logan: "I look forward to fighting side by side with you then."

Logan frowned, looking at Wade's confident look, he still couldn't help but said to him: "Wade, it's just a dream, no matter how real it is, it's just a dream! We are not monsters, nor superheroes, we are just ordinary workers living outside the lumberyard."

"But you should also know that it's not just a dream." The expression on Wade's face seemed particularly calm, as if he had become a different person.

"." Logan didn't reply, but looked at Wade deeply, then turned around and continued to walk out of the tavern.

Wade looked at Logan's disappearing figure, shook his head gently, picked up a knife from his waist, and cut a blood mark on his palm.

He looked at the blood mark on his palm slowly healing quietly, and couldn't help but continue to laugh softly.

"Yes, it's not just a dream!"

Logan was walking on the way home, but he had already clenched his fists tightly.

Just a few days ago, the United Nations Security Council passed a bill led by Stark Industries - the Superpower Registration Act.

Superpowers are a general term for humans who have supernatural powers and can do things that ordinary people can't do.

This includes the mutants that have appeared recently, as well as mutants who have acquired different types of abilities due to various reasons or accidents in the past.

But it is worth noting that the Superpower Registration Act is a mandatory bill treaty.

In the bill, Stark Industries promised that as long as a superhuman goes to the surrounding police station to test and rate his superpowers and signs the bill (not to use his own abilities to cause damage to people or things around him in non-crisis moments), Stark Industries will give the signatory a compensation every month, and the amount of compensation is related to the level of the signatory's rating.

Not only that, in order to maintain social stability, Stark Industries will also use big data to help the signatory find a suitable and stable job based on the signatory's ability.

This sounds like a good thing with no harm.

But this is not the case for some mutants who have obtained the memory of another world.

In this world, they have lived peacefully for more than ten years or even decades.

In that world, some have suffered humiliation, some have suffered oppression, and some have been exhausted for a lifetime.

The memories and abilities of the mutants in that world cannot bring any magnificent memories to their peaceful lives today. Instead, they are burdens, which makes them cherish their current lives even more.

And Logan is one of the representatives of this type.

In this world, he has a wife, a stable job, and a peaceful life.

In this case, why should he give up everything he has now for the memories of another world?

He has no reason to continue fighting.

Just when Logan was about to open the door of his home, he suddenly felt a sharp pain that made Logan stiffen.

Logan's wife Kayla was beating egg whites by the kitchen window. When she looked up, she saw Logan standing motionless by the door.

"Dear?" Kayla put down the whisk in her hand and looked at Logan with a worried face.

"It's okay." Logan blushed and forced a forced smile to his wife: "I seem to have a leg cramp, it will be fine after a while."

"Is that so?" Kayla couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she heard Logan say this, and said with a smile: "I thought something was wrong with you. It's okay."

"How about we make butter pies tonight?" Kayla continued to pick up the whisk and asked Logan while beating the egg whites.

"It's all right. You decide for yourself." Logan endured the severe pain in his body, slowly opened the door, and said to Kayla in a trembling voice: "I feel like I may need to take a good rest now. Call me after you finish cooking."

"No problem." Kayla nodded with a smile.

And Logan walked up to the room on the second floor with heavy steps, locked the door and began to kneel on the ground.

"Ugh!!!" Logan picked up a piece of clothing and bit it in his mouth, suppressing his painful screams, and the blue veins on his body began to bulge.

Three sharp bone claws stretched out from the skin on the back of his hand. Indistinctly, there was a little metallic luster on these three bone claws.

And this is exactly why Logan is in so much pain.

Adamantium is replacing the bones in his body.

This process is different from the self in that memory.

The self in that memory was lying in the laboratory, injected with Adamantium by the enemy.

Now, the adamantium alloy appeared in his body in an inexplicable way, replacing his bones little by little every day in a gradual manner.

This kind of pain has lasted for a whole week. A few days ago, he felt the pain when he was cutting wood alone in the forest.

But today, it started to happen after he returned home.

Under such pain, Logan's eyes were full of bloodshot, and the clothes in his mouth were completely bitten by his sharp fangs.

After a long time, Logan, who was lying stiffly on the ground, finally relaxed.

He spit out the pieces of clothes in his mouth, turned around and lay on the floor, looking at the bone claws in his hands.

At this time, the luster of the metal has covered the lower part of the bone claws. If it is covered with adamantium metal, it will take at least a week.

But the time of the attack has begun to get later and later.

Logan is a little worried that he will suddenly have an attack when he is sleeping one night, and accidentally disturb Kayla.

Especially.

Logan looked at the overly sharp semi-metal bone claw in his hand with some worry.

"Dear." Kayla knocked on the door and said to Logan inside: "Get ready for dinner."

"Okay." Logan took back the bone claw in his hand, climbed up from the ground, and was about to open the door when he found that his clothes were already wet with his sweat.

"Go down first, Kayla." Logan took back his hand that was about to open the door, took off his clothes, and said to Kayla outside the door: "I plan to take a shower before coming down."

"Well, okay, I'll wait for you."

Kayla outside the door nodded and walked downstairs.

Not long after, Logan, who had changed his clothes, went downstairs. He looked at Kayla who was sitting at the dining table and quietly waiting for him, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Sorry, I kept you waiting for a long time." Logan hugged Kayla who was sitting in the seat and kissed her cheek gently.

"Hurry up and eat." Kayla gave Logan a coquettish look, pushed him away, got up and walked to the oven, and took out the butter pie in the oven.

Logan sat on the seat on the other side, waiting for Kayla to put the butter pie on the plate in front of him.

Logan, who had been working hard all day, was already hungry. Coupled with the changes that had just happened in his body, Logan now felt that he could eat a cow.

After eating two-thirds of the butter pie, Logan did not feel full at all.

"It seems that your appetite has increased a lot recently." Kayla smiled at Logan's eyes that were staring at the butter pie on his plate, and put the plate directly in front of Logan.

"See if it's enough. If not, I can only make some other dishes."

"Enough, enough." Logan wolfed down the butter pie on the plate.

"Well, for tomorrow, maybe I have to prepare more ingredients." Kayla tapped her head with her fingers: "So what should I eat tomorrow?"

"Huh——" After finishing the last butter pie on the plate, Logan lay on the chair and took a long breath.

He looked at Kayla who was thinking about tomorrow's three meals a day, and couldn't help but speak.

"Kayla."

"Hmm?" Kayla came back to her senses and looked at Logan who was hesitant to speak.

Logan opened his mouth, looked at the puzzled Kayla, and finally whispered: "I need to go on a business trip tomorrow."

"Business trip?" Kayla blinked: "Do lumberjacks also need to go on business trips?"

"Yeah, that's right." Logan racked his brains and explained to Kayla with some stammering: "It's the boss, that's right, the boss's friend is short of manpower, so we need to transfer a few people to help for a few days."

"Oh, is that so?" Kayla looked at Logan's stuttering appearance and nodded with some amusement: "If that's the case, how long will it take to come back?"

"About a week." Logan thought about it according to the previously estimated time and said to Kayla.

"Since you need to go on a business trip, then go." Kayla held her face and looked at Logan, who couldn't hide the heavy expression in his face.

"But it shouldn't be dangerous, right?"

"Don't worry, it's just an ordinary job, how can it be dangerous?" Logan hurriedly explained to Kayla.

"Well, then you must be careful." Kayla walked to Logan's side and gently hugged his head.

"No matter where you are, remember that I am waiting for you at home."

"Okay"