Chapter 461 Sabretooth?
One of Red Omega's six abilities was a superhuman physique, which included his strength. After a rough test, Red Omega could lift up to fifty tons of heavy objects. (American Comics data, those who know, know)
And now someone could so easily pull him off the ground. In Modok's initial calculations, only Hyperion was likely to be stronger than Red Omega in strength, but he didn't expect this red behemoth who popped out of nowhere to be able to do it as well.
While Modok was thinking, Yang Le had already started playing windmill with Red Omega's alloy tentacles. These alloy tentacles were equivalent to Red Omega's limbs, all connected to Red Omega's skeleton and were basically impossible to tear off.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Seeing that the weapon in his hand was so handy, Yang Le began to imitate Hulk smashing Loki in *Avengers*, smashing Red Omega. In just a few seconds, he had smashed him more than ten times.
In the blink of an eye, Red Omega had become a bloodied person. If it were an ordinary superhuman, they would probably be dead already, but Red Omega possessed a powerful self-healing ability. This level of injury was only a minor wound to him.
"Huh?"
Yang Le frowned slightly. He found that he couldn't pull Red Omega anymore. Looking up, he saw that Red Omega's body was covered with a blood color, which lived up to his code name.
"Roar!"
Red Omega was crawling on the ground. Although fresh blood obscured his line of sight, Yang Le could still see subtle changes in him. Dense fur grew on some parts of Red Omega's body. His already short hair became longer, even connecting with the newly grown beard, looking like a beast's mane.
Red Omega's fingernails also became longer and sharper. He opened his mouth and let out a low roar. Dozens of teeth fell out of his mouth, but at the same time, new teeth had already grown out, and the four canine teeth became sharper and more prominent.
The Red Omega in front of him was like a BOSS in a game, entering the second form, becoming more feral, and his strength had also increased a lot, able to wrestle with Ultimate Four Arms. Many beast characteristics appeared on his body, and this appearance reminded Yang Le of another well-known mutant.
Victor Creed, of course, you can also call him Sabretooth. In the Main Universe, he is still one of Wolverine's nemesis and the culprit who killed Wolverine's wife.
"Hey! What was his real name originally?" Yang Le turned his head to look at Modok, who was preparing to sneak attack him. The other party was startled by Yang Le's sudden turn.
"How would I know the real name of an experiment subject!" Modok roared in embarrassment, and then he felt that he was being underestimated by Yang Le, waving his limbs, which were short compared to his head, and shouted in exasperation.
"I'm so angry! I'm so angry! Kill him for me, Red Omega!"
The purple gem on Modok's forehead flashed a strange light, and Red Omega roared and rushed towards Yang Le. His tentacles were still in Yang Le's hand, and now he could only choose melee combat as an attack means.
Although Red Omega had no reason, he was not stupid. He chose to shorten his tentacles, using this pulling force to pull himself to Yang Le's side.
Looking at Red Omega pouncing over, Yang Le couldn't help but sigh. Either this guy in front of him was Sabretooth, but his abilities had changed drastically after being modified, or Sabretooth's abilities were transplanted to this mutant in front of him.
However, neither was a good thing. Becoming someone else's guinea pig and becoming a mindless killing weapon, no one would be happy about it.
"Then let me help you get rid of this." Yang Le bumped his fists together in front of his chest, then took the alloy tentacles from the giant hand on his back, and then spread out the palm of the giant hand on his back, pointing his finger at Red Omega, who was pouncing towards him.
Only then did Red Omega see clearly that the giant hands were not only huge but also very strange in appearance. The fingertip of each finger was a dark little opening, and as he approached, orange light began to light up inside.
"Boom!"
With a loud sound, Red Omega's entire body was shrouded in smoke. The skin on his front exploded, and burns of different levels appeared on his body, but these could only be considered minor injuries, which could be repaired in the blink of an eye. In addition, the alloy tentacles were still in the opponent's hand. Not only did Red Omega not retreat, but he even kept moving forward.
A strange sulfur smell mixed with blood smell drilled into Red Omega's nose. He could distinguish that the blood smell he smelled was definitely not just his own but also a stranger's blood smell.
Before Red Omega's mindless brain could figure out what was going on, a palm had already protruded out of the smoke and pressed directly on his face, pressing him straight to the ground.
Red Omega then felt that his tentacles had gained freedom. It should be that the opponent had let go of his tentacles. Without hesitation, he immediately controlled the tentacles to wrap around Yang Le's body and constantly tightened the tentacles, trying to strangle Yang Le.
But what made him feel strange was that his tentacles stopped moving after they wrapped around Yang Le's body. No matter how he controlled them, there was no response, as if they were out of his control.
Just when he was puzzled, the smoke from the explosion had dissipated, and Red Omega saw a horrifying scene.
His tentacles did wrap around Yang Le, but his tentacles were also 'wrapped' by other things. It was a bright yellow gelatinous substance. They tightly wrapped most of Yang Le's body, and his tentacles were also trapped in these gelatinous substance.
These yellow gelatinous substance and the previous explosion were the second form abilities of Ultimate Four Arms. These yellow gelatinous substance were actually Ultimate Four Arms' sweat. After being excreted from the body, they reacted with the air and changed from liquid to gelatinous substance.
Some people may be curious, where exactly does Ultimate Four Arms, whose body is covered in shell, sweat from? The answer is…
"Drip."
The sound of water droplets dripping. Red Omega looked for the sound and happened to see a drop of bright yellow liquid dripping from Ultimate Four Arms's two pairs of relatively small fists. He also noticed that there were openings on Ultimate Four Arms's knuckle bones that were the same as the ones on his pair of large finger tips, and liquid was also flowing out from there.
Red Omega, who was pressed on the ground by the giant hand, wanted to resist, but his tentacles were wrapped in gelatinous substance and could not even twist, let alone pull away. He was now like a lamb to be slaughtered.
Yang Le raised his two right hand fists, pointing the smaller fist at Red Omega's head and the larger fist at the sky. The elbows of his two right hands were tightly pressed together.
"Boom!"
The large finger tip pointing towards the sky sprayed out sparks just like before and finally turned into scorching flame, just like a thruster. Ultimate Four Arms's fist landed on Red Omega's head like a rocket.
In an instant, the ground within a radius of fifty meters centered on Red Omega's fist became fragmented, but this was only the appetizer.
"Boom!"
With another loud sound, a heat wave spewed out from Ultimate Four Arms's knuckle bones and then submerged Red Omega's head.
(End of chapter)
Like a bomb, the substance ejected from the knuckles of Ultimate Four Arms's fist, after hitting Red Omega's head, spread in all directions, turning over the land that had just been shattered.
Under the heavy strike of this punch, the surrounding facilities were almost all affected. The lighter damage resulted in cracks, while the heavier damage was like the original auditorium, leaving almost only ruins.
Ultimate Four Arms, who unleashed this astonishing punch, straightened his body. The shell that originally tightly wrapped around his body suddenly developed some small openings, and scorching steam was immediately vented from there.
"Hiss!"
As the steam was vented, the surrounding temperature began to rise sharply. Although it was already a clear and crisp autumn day, it now felt like midsummer again.
The scorching steam dispersed the swirling dust, revealing Red Omega lying motionless on the ground.
At this time, there was no flesh left on his body. After the previous punch and explosion, those fragile muscles had been blasted into nothing, leaving only a skeleton of Adamantium alloy flickering with strange light, and alloy tentacles connected to the skeleton.
Yang Le raised his right fist that he had just swung out. The shell wrapped around it now had fissures. Upon closer inspection, it was not difficult to see that some red liquid was gradually seeping out, which was Yang Le's blood.
After all, it is the hardest alloy in the world. Although it is only sub-grade Adamantium alloy, it is not something anyone can easily mess with. Ultimate Four Arms only receiving this minor injury from punching it was already far beyond Yang Le's expectations.
With a sudden clench of his fist, bright yellow sweat was discharged from the openings on his knuckles, enveloping his entire right hand. The originally liquid sweat turned into gel again after contacting the air, just like before, and a simple bandage was made.
He opened and closed his palm a few times, and after finding that it did not affect his movement, Yang Le nodded in satisfaction. Only then did he turn back to check his surroundings. Although the auditorium where he had placed the hostages had collapsed, those hostages were not idiots either. Seeing the danger, they chose to escape at the first moment.
The terrorists from A.I.M were the same, and MODOK, as the leader, was also the same. When disaster strikes, everyone flies away. At this time, he couldn't care less about his proudest invention. After all, things can be rebuilt if they are gone, but his clever brain and life are unique in the world.
As early as before Yang Le unleashed his fist, MODOK, seeing that the situation was not good, had already led his subordinates to escape. According to his calculations, Red Omega was bound to fall under this punch. As a true scientist (self-proclaimed), he didn't want to face a fist like an intercontinental missile.
Yang Le did not stop them either. Ultimate Four Arms is, after all, a creature. After unleashing that punch just now, he himself was also affected to some extent. Leaving aside the injury, fatigue toxins were also a big problem.
Besides, he had a good fight today. Unleashing this punch was much more satisfying than... well, you know?
In the spirit of "not picking up things is considered lost" and "not going home empty-handed," Yang Le directly picked up Red Omega's skeleton from the ground. Howard, who had inhaled a large amount of neutralizing gas of Death Factor mixed with healing potion, saw Yang Le's actions, opened his mouth several times, but finally chose to remain silent.
Seeing the shriveled Adamantium alloy skull, the severely deformed spine, and the slightly deformed rib and sternum, Howard felt it was better to pretend he didn't see anything.
No, wait, what "didn't see"? He had already fainted from serious injury while resisting a powerful enemy, and was now lying under the ruins after the auditorium collapsed. If it weren't for the armor protection, he might have already died. He should be completely unaware of everything.
Howard silently deleted the video recording from the armor's record, then quietly crushed the black box used for recording into pieces under the ruins, and then asked the Artificial Intelligence Jarvis.
"How is Tony now?"
"According to campus video footage, Master Tony was also attacked by a superhuman. At first, Master chose to use the armor he made to fight, but soon fell into a disadvantage."
Hearing this, Howard's heart tightened, but Jarvis quickly continued.
"Fortunately, with the help of the suspected female superhuman who appeared at Miss Xue Xi's concert before, plus the help of the armor you deployed, sir, Master Tony and the other party joined forces to defeat the enemy. Currently, according to Master's armor display, his body condition is very healthy."
"Phew~" Howard breathed a long sigh of relief, and said with a hint of fatigue.
"Next time, get to the key point first, Jarvis."
"Received, your request, sir, has been recorded and will be improved next time."
Howard closed his eyes and pondered, looking at the visuals of the video recording that Jarvis had pulled up for him. Inside were Tony wearing his spare armor, and also the superhuman who used spider silk that Tony had told him about before.
Although Xue Xi's beauty is great, most of those who like her performance are young people of the same age group as her, and older people are still in the minority. In addition, the other party appeared at Midtown High School so promptly. Based on this message, one can roughly deduce the other party's identity.
The other party is very likely also a student of Midtown High School. Although this is just a guess, Howard has eighty percent confidence that this is the correct answer.
After pondering for a while, Howard opened his mouth and said, "Jarvis, destroy all the video recording of Midtown High School, do it cleanly. After you're done, delete the data of yourself doing this."
"Understood, sir."
Howard was worried this early on that those guys from the military would target the superhuman who possessed spider superpower. Although Howard considered himself extremely intelligent, he also knew that as long as someone was determined, they could always find the other party's true identity through these video recording.
After all, the other party had saved his son twice. Howard didn't mind doing some small favors. If it were in the past, Howard might have left it alone, but Howard, who had walked through the gates of hell, had seen things differently. In this era of monsters emerging in large numbers, it is never possible to be safe by relying on oneself alone.
He couldn't, and didn't have the ability to protect Tony for life. Tony needed some partners. Today's Spider-Woman and that transforming superhuman are good choices. Helping them at this time is also paving the way for Tony.
Even if the military would suspect afterwards, just push everything to MODOK at that time. That big brain looks like good scapegoat material.
"Jarvis, set a 30-minute alarm clock."
After finishing everything, Howard contentedly lay in the armor. He needed to rest well now. In the past, he had really lived too tiredly. For the status of Stark Industries in the military, he was always working desperately. He couldn't do that anymore in the future.
"Don't wake me up if there's nothing special. I need to rest well."
"Understood, sir."
With the protection of the armor, Howard was not afraid of the ruins pressing on his body, and just started sleeping openly and brazenly.
(End of Chapter)
Chapter 463 Soul Sword Forging
Howard, tormented by the Death Factor, was treated by Gutrot's ability and had all the Death Factor in his body neutralized. However, a human is not a machine; it's not like replacing a mechanical part can make them work immediately after a malfunction.
That's why the extremely exhausted Howard chose to rest directly under the ruins. Firstly, to recover his stamina, and secondly, to put on a show of suffering for those big shots above, to avoid them causing him trouble later.
*I've been beaten down like this; even if you're extreme, you can't immediately settle accounts with me, right?*
Howard had a clear awareness of this. He knew that he was still useful to both the government and the military. As long as he had a reasonable reason and hadn't made any major mistakes, then the reckoning wouldn't fall on him.
And so, Howard, feeling secure and unafraid, began a rare rest, until…
"Dad?"
Tony looked at the ruins before him, and based on the information from other adults who had escaped, he learned that his father Howard was still trapped under these ruins and hadn't come out yet.
Without time to think, Tony rushed to the edge of the ruins and began using the detector mounted on his armor to search for Howard's position.
"Master Tony, actually…"
"Don't talk nonsense, Jarvis. Quickly help me locate my Dad's position."
Anxious, Tony immediately interrupted Jarvis. He was almost roaring as he ordered it. At this moment, there was no trace of Tony's usual cynicism on his face. He himself hadn't even noticed that his lips were bitten until they bled.
"Yes, Master Tony."
According to the most basic logic of its creation, Jarvis had to obey the orders of Howard and Tony. Therefore, Jarvis had no choice but to first follow Tony's order and immediately marked Howard's position.
Seeing Jarvis being so efficient, Tony couldn't help but feel happy. The faster the action, the more likely Howard was to be saved. At this moment, Tony had completely regarded Howard as a seriously injured patient who couldn't save himself.
Worry for his family made him panic, completely forgetting that even if Howard couldn't move, Jarvis could assist in controlling the armor to rescue himself.
However, saying this is a bit too presumptuous. After all, not many people would choose to be trapped under ruins and not escape. So, it's no wonder Tony was thinking wildly.
Tony obtained Howard's accurate position and immediately maneuvered the armor to dig in the direction of the position. A few minutes later, after Tony pushed away a huge stone slab, he finally saw that familiar blue color, which was the paint of Howard's armor.
Tony was overjoyed. At the same time, the badly damaged armor also strengthened Tony's judgment that his dad was injured. Didn't he see that there was a big hole in the place where the black box was stored? It must have been caused during the battle.
"Hold on! Dad!"
Tony sped up his hand movements. With the help of the armor, in just a few seconds, Tony cleared all the building debris from Howard's body. Then, he immediately pulled Howard's upper body up and let him lean against his own body.
Howard, who was originally sleeping soundly, was immediately awakened by this sudden movement. Howard was even scared into a cold sweat. If he hadn't seen the familiar mask in front of him, he might have directly fired the cluster cannon.
"Dad, how are you, Dad?"
Because Howard was still in a dazed state from being suddenly awakened, he didn't respond to Tony's calls immediately. This made Tony, who was just in the joy of finding him, nervous again.
"Clang! Clang!"
Tony shook Howard, who was wearing armor. Due to battle damage, the armor on Howard's body made a sound similar to a train running over rails under the violent shaking, almost making Howard vomit.
"Bang!"
Howard slapped Tony on the head, making a sound like a triangle.
"I'm fine, but if you shake me for a while longer, you can directly inherit Stark Industries."
Howard pushed Tony away irritably. Since he had already been dug out, there was no need for him to hide it anymore. He opened his faceplate and began to breathe in the fresh air.
Howard saw Tony's embarrassment and took the lead to stand up and said to his son.
"Let's go. Now that the danger is over, let's go have some food first. I didn't eat anything at the ball."
"Uh, okay…"
"Remember to call Xue Xi."
"Okay!"
…
"What is this thing?" Gwen saw Yang Le tinkering with something in the laboratory as soon as she returned home. Curious, she walked closer and found it was a somewhat deformed adult male skeleton.
Seeing this thing suddenly appear in front of her, even the battle-hardened Gwen couldn't help but frown and asked, "What did you bring this thing home for? Do you have an alien form that can use necromancy?"
"You know what, I actually do." Yang Le maneuvered the swivel chair to turn around. "But I brought this thing back not for any skeleton soldier."
"Then what is it for?" Gwen asked curiously.
Yang Le picked up a finger bone and said, "The substance that makes up this skeleton is called Adamantium, one of the hardest substances on Earth. I want to analyze its structure and then create some peculiar gadgets."
"Let me make it clear first, I don't want things made of bone." Gwen waved her hand in disgust.
Yang Le originally wanted to say a Hell Joke about Americans and Indians, but when he thought that Gwen really disliked these things, he just shrugged and swallowed the joke back.
"Don't worry, I don't like it either. Once I've analyzed the composition of Adamantium, I'll find a place to bury this bone."
Although Adamantium is precious, it's not something that can't be manufactured. As long as Grey Matter analyzes its structure, Yang Le can replicate a large amount of it. In Yang Le's view, this thing is far less powerful than the N Metal of the DC Universe.
After all, N Metal is not only indestructible, but it can even provide amplification to the holder, and this amplification is not small. Simply put, it can turn an ordinary person into a superhuman of similar strength to Luke Cage, and there are no particularly serious side effects.
The only weakness might be that if the N Metal is not nearby, the superpower will disappear, but it's not a big problem.
In comparison, Adamantium only has the characteristic of being indestructible. For Yang Le and Gwen, it's like chicken ribs – tasteless to eat but a pity to discard, but having it is always better than nothing.
In fact, compared to weapons made of Adamantium, Magik's Soul Blade is more attractive to Yang Le. If there is an opportunity, he must get this technology into his hands.
Speaking of Soul Sword Forging and Adamantium, Yang Le suddenly thought of a character, another character who uses Soul Sword Forging.
(End of Chapter)
Chapter 464
Using Soul Sword Forging, in the Marvel Universe this ability's most famous user should be Magik from the X-Men, but in fact besides Magik in the Marvel Universe there is another person who also possesses this peculiar ability.
That person is a blacksmith from the Island Country, his name is Muramasa.
Muramasa, it seems not only in the Marvel Universe, as long as there is a universe involving Japanese swords, it is inseparable from these two words.
Although the name Muramasa is already so common that it's awful, this blacksmith's ability is indeed first-class. Yang Le knows of two treasure blades forged by this master Muramasa.
The names of these two swords are both called Muramasa. When Yang Le first read comics, he complained more than once about the Marvel writers' shoddy work, even unwilling to think of a new name for the swords. The blacksmith's name is Muramasa, and the two swords he forged are also called Muramasa.
The first generation Muramasa Blade was forged by this master Muramasa taking a piece of his own soul shard. Muramasa's soul not only brought a transformation to the Muramasa Blade, but also endowed the Muramasa Blade with a special ability, which is to enhance the holder's physical fitness, and can turn an ordinary person into a superhuman, just like N Metal in the DC Universe.
Of course, Muramasa's soul brought not only positive effects to the Muramasa Blade, but also negative ones. This sword also inherited Muramasa's own madness. The holder of this sword will become more and more crazy as the time of holding it increases.
Once, Wolverine almost used this sword to kill the Silver Samurai, fortunately Wolverine finally broke free of control and actively abandoned this sword.
And this second Muramasa Blade is also related to Wolverine. It was Wolverine who sought help from Muramasa for revenge, requesting the other party to forge a weapon that could kill anyone. Muramasa readily agreed, and then used a small piece of Wolverine's soul shard to forge the more famous second generation Muramasa Blade.
The second generation Muramasa Blade, like the first generation, perfectly inherited the characteristic of the material provider. The second generation Muramasa Blade possesses sharpness no less than Wolverine's Adamantium Claws. This sword can cut objects at the molecular level, and it is no exaggeration to say it is invincible.
However, this is not the strongest ability of the second generation Muramasa Blade. The second generation Muramasa Blade inherited Wolverine's anger and possesses the ability to kill anyone, even Wolverine himself, because the second generation Muramasa Blade possesses the ability to suppress regeneration.
Even Wolverine's level of self-healing ability, after being injured by the second generation Muramasa Blade, the injury could not recover for a long time. Wolverine once said that the second generation Muramasa Blade is the only weapon that can kill him.
Through the abilities of the Muramasa Blade introduced above, as well as the abilities of Magik's Soul Sword, it is not difficult for us to see that weapons forged with soul all carry the abilities that the master themselves desire.
Muramasa is a blacksmith, but also a sword master. The sword forged with his soul possesses the ability to enhance the holder's physical fitness.
Wolverine, he longed to kill the person who killed his wife, so the sword forged with his soul possesses the ability to cut objects at the molecular level and can also suppress self-healing ability.
Magik, that is Illyana, she was taken away by Belasco, the Lord of Dimension, since she was a child. Belasco wanted to refine her into Bloodstone to improve his magical power, so Magik's Soul Sword possesses the ability to kill magical creatures and sever magic.
Self-reliance is better than dependence, this saying is really right here. Your soul knows what you need most. Yang Le is indeed a little tempted by this ability.
But unfortunately, Yang Le knows very little about this forging master Muramasa. He only learned a little about him when he learned about Wolverine's son Daken. He only knows that the other party seems to live in Japan, but he doesn't know exactly where.
So if he wants to obtain this ability, Yang Le can only target Illyana. This is also one of the missions he gave to his clone.
That's right, in order to spare more time to accompany Gwen, Yang Le once again used **Echo Echo's** Clone Ability, and specially separated a clone to continue to play the role of a vegetative state patient staying on Floating Island.
The purpose of Yang Le sending out the clone was not only to be a farmer at the beginning, but also two new purposes. One of them is to find a way to get the technology of Soul Sword Forging into his hands.
The other is Magneto's strange appearance a few days ago, just like Detective Bao the Third. Yang Le is also paying close attention to the every move of superhumans of Magneto's level.
Magneto in this universe finally became a good person once, and the mutants are all relying on this umbrella. Yang Le really doesn't want anything accident to happen to him.
Otherwise, it is very likely to set off a large-scale war between humans and mutants, and a lot of innocent humans are likely to die at that time.
After being a farmer for such a long time, Yang Le has realized the ultimate philosophy that simplicity is the ultimate truth. After all, no one wants to be the unlucky guy who is eating hot pot and singing a song, and suddenly robbed by bandits.
"Humming~Humming~"
While humming a song, Yang Le prepared breakfast, gently shaking the pan in his hand to evenly heat the fried egg and bacon inside. Although this action was a bit redundant, Yang Le enjoyed the process very much, which made him seem to have superb cooking skills.
"Yawn~"
Gwen, wearing a pink robe, walked out of her room sleepily. Her fluffy shoulder-length hair looked like a bird's nest made of straw.
"Good morning," Gwen greeted, not waiting for Yang Le to return the greeting before heading to the washroom. She seemed to be sleepwalking.
Shaking his head, Yang Le placed the third portion of breakfast from the frying pan onto a large plate. Each portion consisted of two fried eggs, two strips of bacon, and two slices of toasted bread.
Although there were three portions, it wasn't because Yang Le was expecting guests. One portion was for himself, and the remaining two were for Gwen.
"The teacher from Midtown High School just called," Yang Le said, placing juice in front of Gwen.
"Hmm?" Gwen mumbled, a question escaping through her bite of toast.
"Midtown High School announced a temporary suspension of school for a week due to serious damage to school facilities and teacher and student injuries and fright. Congratulations, Gwen, you have a week of vacation."
"Clapping!"
Looking at the clapping Yang Le, Gwen's forehead was full of black lines. If it were before, she might be happy about this week of vacation. After all, in Universe 65B, she did have a lot to be busy with.
Studying, band practice, and super hero activities, these businesses squeezed together always made Gwen feel that 24 hours a day was not enough. Gwen had thought more than once that it was fortunate that Yang Le was by her side to help share the burden, otherwise she really didn't know how she would have survived.
But in Universe 9527, those missions that originally squeezed Gwen's time disappeared by more than half. Now she only has studying left, so Gwen is still a little confused about this week-long holiday, and doesn't know what to do.
(End of Chapter)
Chapter 465 Superhuman Missing Person Incident (1)
"You don't seem particularly happy?"
Yang Le swallowed the bacon in his mouth. You should know that vacation was Yang Le's favorite thing when he was a child. He even had the idea of bombing school to get a vacation when he was a child. Unfortunately, he lived in China, not Beika Town, Japan. Bombs weren't that easy to get, and that thing called a bomb was not something he, who looked like a child and had the intelligence equivalent to an ordinary person at the time, could handle.
"No, it's just that I feel like I suddenly have too much time, and I'm a little overwhelmed."
Gwen played with the bacon on the plate with a fork, casually put a piece into her mouth, and repeatedly chewed it with her teeth.
"Then how about using this week to return to the super hero life again?"
Yang Le spread butter on the toast. He didn't expect that his half-joking suggestion would actually pique Gwen's interest.
"That's a good idea." Gwen slammed her hand on the table, making a loud thud. The force was so great that the plate on the table flew up a few centimeters.
Also flying off the desk was the cup filled with juice. Fortunately, Gwen was quick-eyed and grabbed the cup, and then caught the falling juice, otherwise the juice might have spilled all over the place.
"Whew~." Gwen put the cup back on the table, smiling triumphantly. "Safety."
However, when Gwen looked at Yang Le wanting to show off, she saw Yang Le, who was drenched in juice, looking at her with a disapproving gaze.
"Sorry~" Gwen stuck out her tongue awkwardly.
...
Yang Le, who had changed clothes, sat on the sofa and began to browse today's Daily Bugle.
Actually, the Daily Bugle isn't the best newspaper, but when it comes to superhumans, no newspaper currently surpasses them in professionalism.
Perhaps because Spider-Man doesn't exist in this universe yet, J. Jonah Jameson has channeled his passion into other superhumans, which has actually led the Daily Bugle to become one of the top newspapers in the industry specializing in superhumans.
Of course, most of their reports are negative, and only a few superheroes receive unbiased reviews. However, this is already the highest level of praise J. Jonah Jameson can give.
But even though their evaluations of superhumans are unfair, when it comes to news about superhumans, you really can't find a more comprehensive source than the Daily Bugle.
And sure enough, Yang Le quickly found an interesting piece of news tucked away in the corner of the newspaper.
"Superhuman Missing Person Incident?"
Gwen's voice came from behind, followed by a pleasant smell. Yang Le knew it was the smell of the body wash Gwen had been using recently, because he had just used it last night.
Gwen leaned her body against the back of the sofa, then brought her head close to Yang Le's head, and to save effort, rested her head directly on Yang Le's shoulder.
"There have been frequent population disappearance incidents recently," Gwen began to read from the newspaper.
"However, please, ordinary people, don't worry. All those who have disappeared are registered mutants, or other superhumans who have gained superpowers for some reason. Currently, there is no news about ordinary people missing, but this newspaper still reminds the masses to pay attention to their safety and not to go to dangerous blocks..."
As she read, Gwen's voice trailed off. Her eyes began to quickly scan through the useless nonsense, and finally, after finding useful information, she read again.
"Since a month ago, there are currently 12 known missing superhumans. The following is the missing person list collected by this newspaper, which may not be complete but is absolutely true."
The rest was just character information, so there was no need to read it aloud. Gwen reached out and took the Daily Bugle from Yang Le's hand and began to ponder.
"Honey, what do you think?"
"I think there must be something fishy about this," Yang Le said, putting his hands behind his head and looking up at Gwen's beautiful face.
"A month's time isn't long or short, but for so many superhumans to disappear for no reason in such a short time, there must be some big secret hidden behind it."
Superhumans, people who surpass ordinary people. Although not all superhumans have combat ability, judging from the abilities of these superhumans listed in the Daily Bugle, these individuals all possess superpowers with a certain degree of lethality.
"Currently, I have three ideas," Yang Le said, holding up three fingers on his right hand.
"First, it could be ordinary people who discriminate against and hate mutants or other superhumans who attacked these superhumans."
"Second, it could be that some faction kidnapped these superhumans for some purpose. These factions are likely to be the government, the military, or A.I.M. who attacked Midtown High School yesterday."
"Third, it could be that those superhumans know each other. They gathered together for some purpose, and they want to accomplish something, so they have to temporarily disappear from the public eye."
Facing Yang Le's analysis, Gwen nodded frequently. She felt that each of Yang Le's analyses had considerable plausibility, but the most dangerous thing in investigation is indecision. So even if she's wrong, she must first choose one as the prioritized investigation direction.
However, facing the choice of which one to choose, Gwen felt conflicted. She was afraid that her mistake in judgment would lead to wasted time, thus causing those disappeared superhumans to lose their life.
Yang Le looked at Gwen's furrowed brow and immediately understood her idea. Gwen was obviously caught in the dilemma of wanting to choose everything. This dilemma originated from her kindness, which is also one of the reasons why Yang Le liked Gwen.
"You seem to have fallen into a misunderstanding, Gwen."
Yang Le's sudden opening interrupted Gwen's thoughts. When she raised her head, she saw Yang Le's peaceful gaze, and reflected in them, her own furrowed brow.
"We are going to investigate this thing, but you don't need to take on responsibility that doesn't belong to you."
"What does this mean?" Gwen looked at Yang Le blankly.
"No one can be perfect, Gwen," Yang Le said solemnly.
"Indeed, our mistake in judgment may lead to some accident for these people, but at least we have made an effort to save them. Even if we fail to save them, you don't need to morally burden yourself."
"You should know that self-pity is the most useless thing. Instead of wasting time on that, it's better to find out the real mastermind, and then give him a couple of punches, break his spine so that he can never do the same thing again in his life. That's more useful than anything else."
"Okay." Gwen's gaze flickered. She didn't completely agree with what Yang Le said, but she agreed with one thing: thinking too much is useless, it's better to take action first.
She had heard the story of waiting for a rabbit by a tree stump.
(End of Chapter)