#592 - Seeking Assistance

This world is never short of big events, like yesterday's superhuman registration arranged by the strongest superhero, Hyperion, and today's scandal involving the late General Ross, formerly the top figure in the military.

The exact source of the news is untraceable, and by the time people reacted, the matter was already impossible to suppress.

Under the instructions of the former top military figure, superhumans were secretly kidnapped and used as subjects for human experiments, and the military's unrestrained and reckless human experimentation was the real culprit behind the recent New York incident.

This enormous scandal instantly ignited global public opinion. Not only did countries around the world express condemnation, but domestic criticism was even more severe.

The matter quickly implicated another person, Hyperion, who had revealed his identity. As Ross's son and a powerful superhuman himself, no one would believe Hyperion's claim that he knew nothing about it.

In an instant, public opinion focused on Hyperion. Many even suspected that Hyperion was not a natural superhuman but was turned into one by his father, Ross.

With this speculation, Hyperion's position as the number one superhero instantly collapsed. In the eyes of the public, someone who trampled on the corpses of countless innocent people was not worthy of being called a superhero.

Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. Having lost public trust, Hyperion, even with his immense power, could no longer persuade all superhumans to register with just a few words.

"Who knows what he wants us to register for? Maybe he's envious of our abilities and wants to capture us all, then have those scientists transplant our powers into him."

"That's right. I've always found it strange that he has so many abilities, and each one is so strong. Maybe countless people died for each of those abilities."

Hyperion read the negative comments online one by one. Even though his expression didn't change, the others in the room didn't dare to breathe loudly.

"Are you alright, Mark?"

Wonder Woman, wrapped in bandages, was the only one in the room who dared to speak. This was not only because of her great strength but also because her relationship with Hyperion was truly extraordinary.

"I'm fine, Zarda," Hyperion shook his head. "I just didn't expect it to turn out like this. Things have completely exceeded my imagination."

"You were too hasty," Wonder Woman stepped forward, placing her hand on Hyperion's shoulder to comfort him. "You could have used a gentler method to solve this."

"I know, Zarda, I know," Hyperion seemed to remember something, unconsciously clenching his fist, which happened to crush the mouse he was holding into pieces.

"I will investigate this matter. If my father is innocent, then I will find the guy who damaged his reputation, but if he really is as the rumors say..."

"Then I won't run away. I will face this matter and live with it, for a better tomorrow."

Looking at the radiant man before her, Wonder Woman couldn't help but feel admiration. She grasped Hyperion's hand, her meaning self-evident.

"I will always support you," Wonder Woman pressed her body against Hyperion's. "But before my injuries recover, you need to find some helpers to assist you. You can't do everything yourself."

Hyperion thought for a moment and nodded in agreement with Wonder Woman's suggestion. Next, he needed to focus his energy on his father's Ross affair, and he clearly couldn't keep guarding the superhuman registration.

But, in the current situation, would anyone really come to help them?

"Leave it to me."

Wonder Woman saw the worry in her beloved's eyes, and her confident guarantee did ease Hyperion's worries somewhat.

...

"We need your help."

Wonder Woman looked at Magneto in front of her and directly told him her request, completely ignoring the mutants around him who were on guard.

"Is this how you superheroes ask for help?" Gambit played with the cards in his hand, crimson energy constantly pulsating on them.

"Breaking into someone else's home and then forcing them? You superheroes are really impolite!"

Scott placed his hand on the visor's knob, ready to fire at any moment. Beast also took off his glasses, Storm slowly floated up, and Jean's expression was uncertain. They were all waiting for Magneto's order.

Jubilee also prepared to release her abilities but was tapped on the head by Yang Le, who had arrived late.

"Ouch!" Jubilee was about to see who had attacked her when she turned around and saw Yang Le's plant-like face.

"Why did you hit me?" Jubilee asked aggrievedly.

"This isn't something for you kids to interfere with," Yang Le extended his arm and pushed all the students behind him.

"But we can also help," Sunspot, Roberto Da Costa, was a little dissatisfied. He hated being treated like a child.

"Wait until you can beat me, or get all As in all subjects," Yang Le retorted to Sunspot in one sentence. At the same time, he said to Colossus with concern.

"Keep an eye on everyone, Piotr."

"Yes, sir," Colossus replied.

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Yang Le nodded, then raised his right hand. At his summons, dozens of unknown giant plants rose from the ground, each as thick as a person's waist.

"Too much commotion, Habby," Magneto said, half blaming and half praising. "And you guys too, making such a big commotion is not our mutant way of treating guests."

At Magneto's instruction, the mutants relaxed, although they were still on guard, it was much better than the tense atmosphere just now.

Yang Le took the opportunity to put away his plants. He just saw that everyone was being serious, and it wouldn't be good if he didn't contribute, so he simply put in a little effort.

The reason he worked so hard was because of Magneto's previous strangeness. That strange feeling made Yang Le have to be careful. Who knew if Magneto would go crazy and come up with some plan to destroy the earth.

Putting in the effort at this time might make him become Magneto's confidant. If old Man really wanted to do something big, Yang Le could also get something like the Four Horsemen of Apocalypse to be, which would also make it easier for him to stab old Man in the back.

"I remember today isn't a school holiday," Magneto casually summoned two chairs. "Scott, take everyone out. What kind of etiquette is it for teachers and students to gather here without attending class?"

"But, Principal..."

"No buts, Scott," Magneto interrupted Cyclops's words. With a wave of his hand, he snatched Wonder Woman's sword and shield.

"I am Magneto. I'm not so old that I'm afraid to be alone in a room with guests, especially since they aren't hostile, right?"

Receiving the returned weapons from Magneto, Wonder Woman nodded.