Chapter 243: Ch.242 Mister Sinister

Chapter 243: Ch.242 Mister Sinister

The group squeezed through the feed opening that transported corpses and into the adjacent large room. It was pitch black all around, but with the help of night vision, Su Ming didn't spot any enemies.

The room only housed a massive machine that looked like a giant meat grinder, processing the transported bodies into basic proteins and minerals.

In other words, it turned them into de-boned meat paste.

Beside it, there were several large barrels and carts, presumably used for transporting the resulting materials.

Su Ming squinted. The scene gave him a bad feeling.

Raw materials, samples, failed experiments, sewers, and mutants...

"Huh? There's a small door over there. Let me check it out," Deadpool said, scanning the surroundings, but not for threats. He was searching for anything fun or interesting. A meat grinder wasn't exactly cool, so his focus shifted to the walls. Maybe there were posters from this era that he could collect?

That's when he noticed a hidden small door, almost perfectly flush with the wall. If not for the faint dust marks around it, it would've been nearly impossible to detect.

Deadpool bit his finger like Forrest Gump and pulled out his katana, heading toward the small door.

The door was tight, so he wedged his sword into the crack and pried it open.

"Ahoy! Is it sewer treasure? Hmm, why doesn't that sound very exciting... whatever. Heh, Deadpool's here! Raise the sails, boys!"

Pulling a pirate hat out of his pocket, Deadpool popped it onto his head, cackled mischievously, and squeezed through the door.

Before Su Ming could even register the sound of the door, it suddenly burst open with a violent slam against the wall. A moment later, Deadpool flew out like a cannonball, crashing through the wall and ending up back in the first factory room where they had fought earlier.

"Attack!"

Su Ming didn't hesitate. He emptied his ammo into the small doorway and threw in a grenade. Monarch immediately followed up with a black fireball spell, tossing it through the door.

After a series of violent explosions, the small doorway burned with dark flames. Yet, from within, a figure slowly, almost casually, walked out.

This was the breaking point for Essex. He renamed himself Mister Sinister and began using his scientific knowledge to unlock the world's hidden secrets.

People dismissed his research on mutants as fantasy and believed the Bible was the true word of creation. So Essex set out to find mutants, wherever the Bible or tall tales mentioned them, to prove them wrong.

He traveled to Egypt and successfully found the slumbering Apocalypse.

Essex wasn't just a biologist; he was also a genius in physics and chemistry. Using his expertise, he managed to awaken the first—and most powerful—mutant to ever exist.

He explained his plight to Apocalypse, declaring that survival of the fittest was a natural law and that mutants would one day rule the world. But foolish humans rejected this reality, mocked him, and refused to accept the truth.

Apocalypse, having slept for thousands of years, was delighted by this speech. After all, Essex was right. Mutants would rule the world, and Apocalypse would be their god!

Essex was simply stating facts, but Apocalypse saw it as refreshing flattery, leaving him in a euphoric mood.

In his excitement, Apocalypse granted Essex an extraordinary upgrade.

With just a touch, Apocalypse altered Essex's genes, transforming him into an Omega-level mutant.

Immortal, with vastly enhanced power.

"You say people don't understand you? I give you telepathy so you can read their minds and stay one step ahead."

"You say they bullied you? I give you super strength and all the ancient martial arts, so you can strike with earth-shattering power and walk the skies."

"You say you're starving? I give you advanced healing, so you never need worry about food or drink again."

"You love science? I give you telekinesis, energy blasts, and all manner of psychic powers to help with your experiments."

Apocalypse, in his generosity, bestowed nearly every ability he could think of onto Mister Sinister, treating him like his top disciple.

Essex, who had endured decades of hardship, suddenly had his "golden finger" activated. Apocalypse became like the wise elder from an ancient pyramid, and with his help, Mister Sinister quickly ascended to greatness.

When an underdog rises, there's only one thing left to do: exact revenge.