Queens, inside the apartment.
Hearing Su Modie's generous praise, Perona, who had been puffed up like a grumpy hamster, slowly relaxed her expression.
"Hmph, that's more like it!"
Perona raised her chin arrogantly, twirling the small parasol in her hand.
"As long as My Lord Su Modie understands my value! In the future, just leave this kind of work that requires technical skill to me!"
Although she claimed not to care, the slight upward curve of her lips and the happy little ghosts floating around behind her completely betrayed her true thoughts.
Su Modie looked at the two avatars with such different personalities before her, and her own lips couldn't help but curl up.
This family of theirs... was certainly getting livelier and livelier.
Meanwhile, in the outside world.
Because of their "mischief" tonight, all of New York, and even the high-ranking officials of S.H.I.E.L.D., were in an uproar.
Harlem, the center of the battlefield.
The smoke gradually dissipated.
General Ross led his fully armed soldiers, carrying heavy machine guns, cautiously advancing toward the center of the battlefield.
They were prepared for a fight to the death and had even applied for tactical missile support.
However, the scene that met their eyes left everyone frozen in place.
The two terrifying monsters who had been destroying the block and throwing tanks like toys just moments ago—Hulk and Abomination.
Were now kneeling side by side in a pile of rubble, not far from each other.
zrO Orz.
Two giants several meters tall had their hands on the ground, streaming tears like wide noodles while performing a duet of repentance in the most sorrowful tones.
"Waaaah... I don't deserve to live... I'm trash..."
"Sob... waaa... goo goo... gaa gaa..."
A man's tears do not fall easily, unless he has reached the depths of sorrow.
The two of them cried so hard they even hugged each other, letting go of their grudges in a single embrace... The pathetic sight of these two behemoths was enough to make any witness grieve and any listener weep.
If Su Modie saw this scene, she would surely sigh again—'Ah, what a pair of ill-fated lovers...' "Gen... General?"
An adjutant swallowed hard, holding a walkie-talkie, looking at General Ross with utter confusion.
"Do... should we still open fire? They look... like they're very sad?"
General Ross's mouth hung open, the cigar falling from his lips to the ground.
He had spent his whole life in the military and fought all kinds of tough battles, but he had never seen such a bizarre scene!
Never mind seeing it, it was simply unheard of!
Were these still the two invincible, destruction-level monsters from just a moment ago?!
What on earth was going on now?!
...S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters.
Inside the Supreme Command Center, the atmosphere was so heavy it felt like it could drip water.
On the massive main screen, the few minutes of footage before Reze and Perona disappeared were being played on a continuous loop.
In particular, the moment Perona released the "Negative Ghost" was being analyzed at a frame rate slowed down countless times.
Nick Fury stood before the screen, his already dark face now as black as the bottom of a pot.
His remaining eye stared fixedly at the screen, an unprecedented level of wariness and solemnity flickering in its depths.
Originally, he had stopped Black Widow from intervening because he wanted to see what that "Bomb Girl"'s purpose was.
Was it for justice? For slaughter? Or for profit?
But the result... he understood it even less.
"Beat up two monsters, and then... just left like that?"
This behavior was completely devoid of logic!
It was like... like two high-dimensional beings passing by, casually toying with some ants on the ground, and then leaving for some absurd reason like 'getting bored' or 'it's time to go home for dinner.'
Of course, there was another possibility—that they were kind-hearted and intended to resolve the conflict?
Fury could only hope that was the case; otherwise... this capricious, completely uncontrollable attitude was what truly terrified him.
"And..."
Fury pointed his finger at the pink-haired girl who had suddenly appeared on the screen.
"Where did this new target come from?"
A technician tapped on the keyboard, sweat pouring down his face: "Director, there are no records! We can't find any entry information, and facial recognition is a blank in the Skynet System! It's like she appeared on the battlefield out of thin air!"
Fury's pupil contracted sharply.
Another super-powered individual with no record.
And the ability was even more bizarre... Mind control? Or a soul attack?
With just one move, she caused Hulk, who was at the peak of his rage, to instantly lose all combat effectiveness.
What did this mean?
Fury didn't even dare to think about it.
"Natasha said before that the bomb girl seemed like a lost child..."
Fury gave a cold laugh and slammed the file in his hand onto the table. "Completely wrong!"
"This is no lost child!"
"Behind that bomb demon, there is absolutely a massive organization that we know nothing about!"
Fury took a deep breath, feeling a chill run down his spine.
First, a girl who could transform into a bomb, and now a Gothic Girl who could control ghosts and emotions.
They cooperated seamlessly, clearly knowing each other, and might even have a unified command.
What did this indicate?
It indicated that right under S.H.I.E.L.D.'s nose, there was a mysterious and dangerous force hidden with unknown motives and multiple powerful super-powered individuals!
And they hadn't discovered it at all!
Terrifying... truly terrifying... Nick Fury wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
The appearance of that pink-haired girl also completely overturned the hypothesis that Reze was a "lone wolf."
"They might even have teleportation technology... that method of vanishing into thin air is something even our satellites can't track."
This threat was definitely much greater than an unstable Hulk!
"Raise the threat level of these two targets to the highest!"
Fury turned around, a fierce light flashing in his single eye as he ordered Agent Hill:
"Use all resources to dig this organization out for me! Before they find it fun to blow up the White House next time, we must figure out what their motives are and who they really are!"
And on the big screen behind him.
In the frozen frame, Perona was showing a seemingly harmless, sweet smile to the camera.
But in Fury's eyes, this smile was so frightening it sent shivers down his spine... Inside the apartment, Su Modie obviously didn't know Fury would think so much.
Otherwise, she would have burst out laughing, because—
Su Modie sat cross-legged on the bed, holding a can of cola, her gaze shifting between Reze and Perona.
For some reason, perhaps because Su Modie was moving more and more toward schizophrenia, she had a bit of a tendency for her left and right brains to fight each other.
In theory, Reze should be as close to the other avatars as she was to her main body.
But the reality was that she and the newcomer Perona inexplicably didn't see eye to eye, and they had been bickering since they got back.
—Can the three of us really be considered a dangerous mysterious force?
Mysterious, yes, quite mysterious... then again, as a veteran otaku.
Whether it was Japanese manga, American comics, Chinese manhua, or even Korean manhwa, she had always consumed everything without discrimination.
Regarding the identity of the pink-haired girl with twin tails before her, she could naturally recognize her at a glance.
Perona, from one piece, a former officer under the Seven Warlords of the Sea, Gecko Moria..
The Ghost Princess who possesses the Paramecia-type Horo Horo no Mi ability.
So cute~
Black stockings version
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