Enlightenment runes in American manga

Chapter 71 The Father of the Sentry
As Curen walked through the gate, the mutant teenagers playing around in the yard quickly spotted him.

Just like when the students in the previous life saw the principal, they immediately put away the smiles on their faces and pretended to be obedient and quiet.

As the only teacher in the academy, Trask had seen this scene from the window of his office when Curran came to the gate.

It's just that because of short legs, he ran out of breath from the second floor to the living room of the villa to welcome Ke Lun who came to inspect.

Opening his mouth to disperse the mutant students who were onlookers, Trask walked to Curran's side, wondering in his heart whether the camp leader, who didn't appear often, came here suddenly because he was dissatisfied with his work.

Feeling apprehensive, he led Curen into the office, and then stood at the desk, ready to accept the question from the leader.

Seeing that Trask, the sentinel robot who has developed mutant extinction weapons in the future, has instead become a nanny-type teacher for this group of mutant teenagers under his own arrangement. Curran can't help but feel the evil taste of being a time traveler. Smile inwardly.

When he first established the Mutant Academy, he also had a whim, remembering that Trask had served in the secret science army of Nazi, so he looked for the other party with the mentality of trying.

Unexpectedly, he successfully found his name in the file, and then successfully transferred him to his subordinates.

This made Curran feel like a pie in the sky. As a powerful weapon that can kill the mutant race to the brink of extinction, and finally needs to reverse the timeline to find vitality, the strength of the sentinel robot is beyond doubt.

The key point is that Curran also knew in advance the whereabouts of Mystique Ruiwen, the necessary material for making the Sentinel robot.

The only pity is that this mutant who is still a little loli should still be in a miserable life of wandering.

It will take two or three years before she meets Professor X who is also young. After that, a complex relationship that may be family, friendship or love will begin.

Of course, these two or three years can't be considered a waste, because compared to the future helm of Trask Industries, the father of the Sentry, the current Trask is obviously too immature. It is impossible to make a high-end weapon like a Sentinel.

So when Curran opened his mouth, he asked the other party what he had gained in the field of X gene research after contacting so many mutants.

"Trask, didn't I ask you to communicate with me more and study the source of the mutant race's power, why is it almost half a year, and I come to you every time?"

Hearing Curran's slightly dissatisfied words, Trask didn't know how to answer for a while, but after hesitating for half a second, he decided to tell the truth:
"Leader Curen, there are now more than 70 mutant students in the academy, but I am the only teacher plus a few staff who take care of their daily life. There is no extra energy to spend on research."

He knew that these words might cause Curran's displeasure, but now that he had spoken, Trask even expressed the most sincere thoughts that had been buried in his heart for a long time:

"I know that you appreciate the abilities shown by the mutant race, and you want to make them loyal and extraordinary fighters in the organization."

"However, there are indeed racial differences in genetics between mutants and ordinary humans, and mutants' abilities also have genetic phenomena. You should be very clear about what this means."

"In my opinion, rather than cultivating mutant fighters, it may be more important to develop a weapon to limit mutants!"

Curran looked at Trask with firm eyes, and had to feel that compared with superheroes, villains with names in the Marvel world are always consistent in the formation of ideas.

They may lack a tortuous growth process, but in terms of persistence, they really interpret it perfectly.

However, Curran also has his own plan in his eyes, so he naturally needs to persuade Trask in front of him to give up the idea of ​​eliminating mutants.

"I thought you'd be able to change your mind after getting in touch with those lovely kids out there."

He waved his hand to shut up Trask, who wanted to argue:

"I know you are worried about the future of mankind, thinking that sooner or later the growth of the mutant race will detonate a war with mankind."

"However, why do we stick to the so-called human identity? In my opinion, compared to a certain race or a certain organization's label, the winner is the most suitable title for oneself."

"So, I want a huge number of ordinary humans, mutants with abilities, and weapons to restrict mutants!"

Curran's frank words made Trask realize that his opinion could not be accepted, and he even had to change it immediately, otherwise the ambitious young leader in front of him would probably make any internal noise disappear.

He could only sigh secretly in his heart. In fact, Trask didn't have any prejudice against mutants, and he also appreciated them very much.

He's just tired of another war of self-destruction that is taking place on the European continent.

In order to eliminate the war among human beings and achieve internal peace, he chose to shape the mutants into a common enemy, hoping that under such external pressure, human beings can join hands to resist.

But now it seems that his idea cannot be recognized by his own leader.

Trask, who was still tangled in his heart for a while, nodded sensibly on the surface to express his understanding, and then turned to a lighter topic:

"Chief Ke Lun, today happens to be the day when the three new mutant students have their first class, or you can teach them."

Curran showed interest when he heard this. The alpha-level mutant boy he met yesterday, Raul, should be one of the three new mutant students.

Of course, he would not reject being close to such a talented person, and directly agreed to Trask's proposal.

Ten minutes later, in a small room inside the villa, the three of Raul sat obediently on the sofa, waiting for their first class in this strange academy.

"Squeak" sounded.

The wooden door was pushed open, and what appeared in front of the three of them was not the "dwarf" they had learned from the old student, Mr. Trask.

It was Curran who had caused the onlookers before, who was also the principal of the college in name.

However, they were not fools. Since the visitor had a higher status than Trask, of course they had to welcome him with more solemn etiquette, so they were all ready to stand up and greet Curran.

However, Curran had already made a gesture in advance to let them continue to sit.

After that, he threw the few files in his hand to the small wooden table that served as a podium.

Instead of sitting in the teacher's chair and announcing the start of the class, he sat next to the three new students first, and was going to care about these mutant teenagers whose lives had suddenly changed.

(End of this chapter)