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#254 · 254 of 311

Are You Sure You’re Not a Mutant? (Third Update)

Noah didn’t know whether the owl would come.

But he truly felt that if they kept using owls to deliver messages, many little ones with magical talent might end up slowly wasting away in the ordinary world simply because they had no windowsill.

Some might even become Obscurials after forcibly suppressing the magic within their bodies.

The existence of Obscurials was no joke. Although Noah had never heard of one personally, he had at least seen reports about them many times in the newspapers.

Thinking back to his younger self, Noah was fortunate to realize that he hadn’t suppressed those powers back then.

Although those powers had made Noah feel somewhat uncomfortable, something within him had kept him from doing something so foolish. Even more fortunately, his system had appeared afterward.

"Looks like even heaven didn’t want me to fade into obscurity like that—or just kick the bucket."

After musing for a moment, Noah returned his life to normal.

Noah had plenty to do every day, but not so much that it was overwhelming.

Besides returning to Kamar-Taj at fixed times to check in, Noah also had to spend a great deal of time in his laboratory.

Magical experiments required long cycles of research, even though Noah had already obtained a great deal of information.

But whenever it involved his own body, Noah’s cautious nature emerged on its own. He had no desire to suffer an accident.

Even The Ancient One supported Noah’s attitude.

One day, when she had nothing better to do, The Ancient One came to the London Sanctum. Ms. Heifen received her and found Noah, who happened to be hiding away in his laboratory. When The Ancient One saw the dragon corpses of varying sizes before her, she was somewhat stunned.

"So that’s how it is. You did the right thing. Being careful is indeed necessary." After listening to Noah’s explanation, The Ancient One nodded. "But why are you so fixated on this kind of Transformation Magic?"

"The last time I messed around, my physical abilities evolved to a very strange level. Precisely because my body is too strong, and exercise seems to have little effect on improving it, I had no choice but to think of other methods."

Noah was deeply troubled. After hesitating for a long time, he finally voiced some of his thoughts, though this had not originally been his first idea.

Indeed, his excessively good physical condition had been of great help to Noah, but it had also caused him considerable trouble.

Noah had originally been wondering how to explain it, but after thinking it over, he felt it was no big deal.

"You mean transforming into a mythical creature, then using the power generated by that creature’s body to nourish your current body in return?" After hearing Noah out, The Ancient One immediately understood what he meant.

"Yes. It’s difficult, and I don’t know whether it can succeed. But if I don’t try, I’ll always feel unwilling to let it go." Noah nodded helplessly.

"Why didn’t you tell me sooner? If that were the case, I could have taken you to Asgard to visit an old friend of mine. Perhaps he could solve your problem."

"…"

"But now, since you’ve already researched it to this extent, put in a little more effort. Perhaps you’ll overcome this difficulty and allow mages to gain an even greater power."

"…"

Sure enough, it was still the same plot.

Noah suddenly felt that speaking up when you had something to say was practically a universal truth.

Sometimes, when there was something you wanted to say or express, it was better to just say it outright. Maybe someone would help you if you spoke up, while keeping quiet might only screw yourself over.

"Keep at it, Noah. If you run into any difficulties, come find me."

The Ancient One had no idea how speechless Noah was. She gently patted his shoulder, then walked aside and began looking through the materials Noah had written.

"I understand, Master. I’ll work hard." Noah was practically one step away from giving her a dead-fish stare. What else could he do now that things had reached this point?

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Noah also told The Ancient One about his plan to train or recruit a group of apprentices.

The Ancient One saw no need to reject Noah’s idea, but there was one matter she still emphasized to him.

It concerned ordinary people becoming mages. The Ancient One was no fool. After spending so many years with Noah, she understood him very well.

Of course she knew exactly what Noah was thinking right now: using meditation to train mages born from ordinary people.

It could be said that Noah’s idea was truly dangerous.

If a traditional mage learned of Noah’s thoughts, Noah would probably be in serious trouble.

But The Ancient One truly was not a traditional mage. Even though she had lived for several centuries, many of her ideas were actually more progressive than those of many younger mages.

The Ancient One even believed that the more mages there were on Earth, the better. That way, they would have a greater chance of victory in whatever catastrophe might happen in the future.

So The Ancient One had no intention of stopping Noah’s ideas or actions. Since there was already a Ms. Heifen, what was the problem with having a few more?

"No problem, but there’s one condition. You must keep it confidential. Don’t be too conspicuous, and don’t let anyone else discover it—not even Dumbledore and the others."

"I understand, Master. Don’t worry. I’m not an idiot."

Naturally, he could not let others know about such a thing. Those who knew about Ms. Heifen’s circumstances were all people Noah trusted most. They would not betray him.

Moreover, their fortunes were tied to Noah’s. If anything happened to Noah, their lives would not be easy either.

The Ancient One did not stay with Noah for too long. After carefully reviewing Noah’s research and offering some of her own thoughts and suggestions about dragons, she left.

After all, coming to the London Sanctum was absurdly easy for her.

After receiving The Ancient One’s advice, Noah indeed gained a great deal.

As an older mage—and the strongest mage in this world—The Ancient One’s perspective and experience were the finest knowledge. With her reminders, Noah noticed several flaws he had overlooked.

Noah gloomily scratched his head. She had only taken one look and found the problems, while he had stared at this pile of dragon meat every day and somehow failed to notice them?

But Noah quickly recovered. They were only minor flaws. He just needed to pay more attention in the future.

Life spent researching magic was always quiet and swift. Even Noah himself had no idea where all that time had gone.

By the time Noah came back to his senses, he discovered that the first stage of his experiment with Charles had been completed.

Of course, it was only the first stage. Charles’s report on Noah’s physical examination had finally been completed.

From that report, Noah learned just how monstrous his body truly was. In Charles’s eyes, Noah was not human at all, but a Mutant.

"Your body possesses roughly ten times Logan’s healing ability, along with rare recovery capabilities and terrifying resilience. Put simply, you basically never need to worry about getting tired. Seriously, are you sure you’re not a Mutant?"

"About ten years ago, when an owl landed outside my window carrying a letter, I had no idea I could become a mage, let alone that I might be some kind of Mutant, okay?"

Noah spread his hands. He had not expected his physical condition to have become this impressive.

But there was one thing Noah knew: his body was still evolving. Not long ago, it had evolved again and completely entered the fourth tier.

Noah himself did not know what had caused this change. It had simply happened for no apparent reason.

Of course, this also proved one thing from another angle: his body truly was continuously evolving. It was just that the speed of that evolution could not compare with Captain Marvel’s.

"Is that so?" Charles nodded. "Honestly, if I weren’t worried you might misunderstand, I would have wanted to check whether you have an X-gene."

"Can’t you sense it with your telepathy?" As Noah spoke, he opened a portal leading to the Sanctum.

Noah had come to Charles’s place to collect the report, and he had also promised Charles that once the research into Noah’s condition was finished, Charles could join him in studying those dragons.

Charles was extremely interested in those dragons, even if they were dead.

"Sorry, I can’t do that." Charles smiled as he looked at the portal. "Setting aside the fact that I don’t allow myself to casually probe other people, your Legilimency is extremely powerful—stronger even than Erik’s. I can’t break through it."

After spending several years in the magical world, the Mutants had all learned some magic or spells. Among them, Erik had mastered Legilimency to an exceptionally proficient level.

It could be said that Charles would have to expend tremendous effort even to probe what was inside Erik’s mind.

"Fine. Anyway, it’s enough that I’ve told you I’m not a Mutant." Noah shrugged at Charles, then said, "Come on. Didn’t you want to see the dragons?"

"Of course. I’ve been looking forward to it for a long time." Charles smiled.

After passing through the portal, they arrived in the Sanctum’s main hall, where the sofas were already filled with people.

Each of them quietly held a book and read. Even when they saw Noah enter, they merely nodded in greeting before returning to their books.

They were all members of the Mage Alliance. They had not forgotten the promise Noah made last time, and neither had Noah.

No one knew when it began, but Hermione had been the first to come over, followed by more and more people.

Noah would not refuse them. Of course, he had set one rule: keep quiet, and do not make the Sanctum as noisy as Diagon Alley.

Everyone accepted this rule. They knew Noah was busy.

Besides, whenever he had time, Noah would chat with them properly and answer many questions they could not figure out, so they had no complaints at all.

Yesterday’s match was really satisfying to watch. Tonight, let’s see who the finals opponent will be.

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