After all, the appearance of the thin-clawed wolf itself is not reasonable. She seems to have appeared to lure Wolverine, and from the initiative of the attack, it is indeed too clear.

In addition, she may be controlled by someone, so she is basically 100% confirmed.

Luo Huai opened the door and got out of the car and walked forward.

The weak potion was smashed directly, and the strength of the thin-clawed wolf's struggle suddenly became much weaker. Then he pressed his fingertips on the back of her neck, and he really felt an unusual touch, which had a concave texture similar to a round scar.

The rectangular energy fluctuation came in from the fingertips and penetrated into the nerve center of the thin-clawed wolf. A red light flashed in her eyes instantly, and then it dimmed again. Then her pupils disappeared and her claws were withdrawn.

After Wolverine confirmed that she had no resistance, she also withdrew her paws, "What did you do to her?"

"I disconnected her control." Luo Huai raised his fingertips, and a trace of red lightning flashed on it.

"Is this your ability? How do I remember that your ability is not this."

"There is something called black technology... like the thing that controls the thin-clawed wolf."

"Okay." Even though Wolverine lived for hundreds of years, she still had no choice but to use these so-called technologies. "What should we do now? Where can I send her?"

Regarding the black technology deal, he chose to ask Luo Huai.

"Do you have any friends? I mean...the kind of people with a lot of brains."

"I don't want to owe anyone a favor." Looking at Wolverine's expression, there must be some, and the relationship is good.

"But you can't do everything by yourself. Many things can't be solved by your claws."

"Maybe we can help?" At this moment, a woman came over.

"It's you?" Luo Huai was about to say it was the woman before, but Wolverine spoke first.

The two know each other.

"Professor hopes to meet you, and he believes that he can help you now."

Unfortunately, Wolverine was not interested in this statement. "If you knew what he was like rolling on the ground with a headache back then, you wouldn't have felt that way."

"Hey, wait." Luo Huai suddenly interrupted and said to him, "The Academy may help you investigate the origin of the thin-clawed wolf."

"..." Wolverine frowned and thought for a moment, a little reluctant, but still agreed.

At least now, this is the best way.

Without further ado, set off as soon as possible.

Speaking of which, Luo Huai is quite looking forward to the situation in the Mutant Human Academy. He feels that he can guess everyone's strange abilities for a long time just by guessing each person's various strange abilities. It's very interesting.

The thin-clawed wolf was tied up and threw it in the back seat of the jeep, but it was all faint anyway, so it was not a big problem to tie it up or not.

"You seem to be looking forward to the Agent Academy?" Wolverine asked when she saw Luo Huai's excited look.

"Although I know something, I haven't really been there."

"Then I advise you not to have too much hope. It's simply a bad teenager's custody center. A group of stinky brats think that their abilities are invincible in the world, so they don't listen." Strictly speaking, this is the reason why Wolverine is unwilling to be a teacher.

But in fact, he is the idol of many young boys, and the principal believes that letting him serve as an instructor is more helpful in management.

Well, that guy x has always liked to tease them that they only use muscles and the other uses their brains. To some extent, he is also a disobedient brat.

"Those brats haven't realized that this seemingly god-given ability is actually a curse and a disease."

"But in the eyes of others, your immortality is what most people dream of."

"Is that true?" Wolverine looked into the distance with complicated eyes, "I only feel like I am locked in a maze called time, unable to see the starting point or the end point."

I can't find the way of the past, and I can't see the way of the future.

"But it's not bad, that's not bad?"

"Are you like this?" Wolverine asked.

"Well... no." Luo Huai smiled and joked again, "Maybe you should really be a teacher, so that you are busy disciplined students and spending all your time on their future, so you don't have that much time to confuse yourself."

"..." It was a casual sentence, but it seemed to be a mistake and talked to Wolverine's heart.

Maybe...this is not bad?

Once he finds his memory and breaks his past, he may be able to start a new life.

"Look forward, man." Luo Huai patted his shoulder and said in an old-fashioned manner.

"Hey! I think I must be older than you, so I respect the elderly."

"If the elderly are like you, there is no need for respect, haha."

...

The Academy of Variation is located in the suburbs of a bustling city. It has lush green plants and the architectural style is well integrated with the environment. It is different from other universities. It looks like a magic school here.

Of course, when you enter the school gate, you will feel like you are dancing in a mess.

There are many abilities that can change a person's appearance, which makes it look more like a masquerade.

It's noon now, and there are many people outside the classroom.

Wolverine's arrival was notified to the college in advance, and the principal...that is, Professor X, he went to the school gate and sat in his old man's wheelchair.

There is also another department in the academy, which is to accept the fine clawed wolf.

The School of Changes and the police are closely linked, so they have the power to detain criminals.

This situation is impossible not to attract the attention of the students in the academy, and the news that Wolverine is coming is not a secret, and it soon spread like wildfire.

Some were excited, excited and angry... and some were rash. Maybe they were just sent here and hadn't learned any lessons yet. They actually wanted to challenge this famous mutant senior.

In short, many people gradually gathered on the tree-shaded road at the entrance of the college, giving the feeling of a playground gathering.

"Professor, do you want the kids to go back?"

"No need, let my old friend see the young people nowadays, otherwise he will become an old antique." The old man in the wheelchair smiled peacefully.

In front of the students, he has always been a kind old man.

"He's here."

The mutated brain allows him to "see" further.

But he immediately frowned, and it seemed that something was wrong.

The jeep that gradually appeared in sight looked a little tattered and seemed to have been severely damaged.

But miraculously, the car could still drive... with the front hood being halfway there.

"Old friend, what happened?" The professor directly thought and communicated.
Chapter completed!