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Reborn into another world, Leon became an orphan. At the age of six, he was adopted by a white couple and brought to America. After arriving in this country, he found that the world was full of dangers. There were not only ogres and murderers, but also vampires and mutants…

At the age of fourteen, Leon accidentally obtained the Omnitrix…

American comics show their power again
1The Night Before
In the Midwestern United States, Raccoon City, with a permanent population of over 100,000, fell silent under the cover of night. Leon Parker, an ordinary Chinese patrolman with the local police department, was in a dark, cluttered alley, his knee firmly pinning a shifty-looking African American man.
“You’re stealing! You’re making me work overtime, leaving me no time to slack off!” Leon shouted in his familiar hometown dialect, his pent-up work resentment turning into a rain of punches, hammering down on the man. After venting his anger, he slowly stood up, snatched the bag from the black man’s hand, straightened the wrinkles in his police uniform, and walked out of the alley with a calm demeanor.
After returning the handbag to a middle-aged Asian woman who happened to be passing by, Leon returned to the police car and got into the driver’s seat. As he fastened his seatbelt, the white female officer, Jill, who was sitting in the passenger seat, gave him a thumbs-up. “Well done for taking the initiative today, Leon!” Leon was used to this. All he wanted now was to get off work quickly, go home for a good shower, and get a good night’s sleep.
“Keep patrolling, Officer Jill.” Leon glanced at his partner who had fastened his seat belt, started the car, and continued patrolling the block.
Leon Parker, a Chinese American born Liang Jingru, is a time traveler. Raised in an orphanage in China, he was adopted by an American couple at the age of six and renamed Leon Parker. His early days in the United States were ordinary and heartwarming. Though his adoptive parents had no biological children, they cared deeply for him.
However, this peace was shattered when he was ten years old. His adoptive mother’s infidelity tore apart their once happy family. After his parents’ divorce, Leon was awarded to his adoptive father. Betrayed by his neighbors, his adoptive father’s personality changed drastically. To escape the gossip, he moved back to his hometown in Raccoon City from New York. From then on, his adoptive father drowned his sorrows in alcohol and even became addicted to drugs.
Leon tried to wake him, but was met with a beating. Devastated by the domestic violence, Leon ran away from home, leaving his adoptive father to fend for himself. At the age of 11, his adoptive father fell to his death. Police found Leon, a wandering child, and gave him the insurance payout. With this unexpected windfall, Leon returned to his house in Raccoon City and began living on his own, while his adoptive mother had already started a new family and had children of her own.
The summer Leon was fourteen, his school organized a summer camp, and a group of students, led by their teacher, headed to the forest. One sleepless night, a meteor streaked across the sky and crashed deep into the forest, sparking Leon’s intense curiosity.
While everyone slept, he took a flashlight and walked alone in the direction of the meteor’s fall. There, he discovered a damaged alien spaceship and obtained the Omnitrix from the anime “Ben 10.” This mysterious device, which automatically attached to his wrist and could not be removed, did not surprise Leon too much.
After arriving in the United States, he realized that this world was not simple – the Captain America comics sold in bookstores, the gossip about the wealthy Tony Stark on TV, and the reports of mutant crimes all suggested that this was a strange world that integrated elements of many film and television works.
After arriving in Raccoon City, Leon saw the Umbrella Pharmaceuticals headquarters in the city center. Despite having the Omnitrix, no alien heroes had been unlocked inside.
He did not have enough self-protection ability, so every time he passed by the Umbrella Corporation building, he was worried that a large number of zombies would suddenly pour out.
At the age of sixteen, Lyon went to Columbia University in Manhattan.
During the four years he lived in New York, he witnessed the fierce battle between Optimus Prime and Megatron, the life-and-death struggle between Hulk and Abomination, and even saw the shocking scene of Jotaro Kujo teaching a lesson to the centenarian Dio.
After witnessing these supernatural events personally, Leon, who graduated from college, decided to give up his high-paying job offer in order to avoid being involved in these supernatural events. He returned to Raccoon City, joined the local police station, and became an ordinary policeman.
Compared to the hellish “high-difficulty copy” in New York, he felt that the survival rate of the “normal difficulty copy” in Raccoon City was higher. At least he had a gun in his hand to deal with zombies, so staying alive was not a problem. The only thing that worried him was the nuclear bomb that the government might drop.
Back to reality, Leon was patrolling until the early morning with Jill, a short-haired beauty who was four years older than him and had a hot body.
After completing the handover with his colleagues who were patrolling in the second half of the night, he drove the police car back to the police station with Jill, got on his commuter motorcycle in the parking lot, and drove towards home.
At the same time, in the underground laboratory of the Umbrella Corporation headquarters, a mysterious woman in a white protective suit quietly sneaked in. With skillful hands, she quickly packed the T virus and antidote in the insulated box and put them into the white safe she carried with her.
After receiving the mission target, the woman immediately turned around and left. When the laboratory door was about to close, she casually threw back a test tube containing the T virus.
With a “clang”, the test tube shattered and the virus inside was instantly exposed to the air.
Hearing the sound, the woman didn’t even turn her head back, but instead quickened her pace and took the special elevator back to the ground before the virus spread through the ventilation ducts.
After leaving the laboratory, the woman came to a corner where no one was around and out of reach of surveillance cameras. She quickly changed out of her protective suit and put on her daily clothes. She carried the box to the parking lot as if nothing had happened, got into the car that her accomplice had been waiting for her in the parking lot, and disappeared into the night.
In the underground laboratory, the T-virus spreads rapidly. Some lab workers remain unaware of the situation and remain focused on their work. Just then, Red Queen, the AI ​​responsible for underground security, detects a virus leak. To prevent the virus from spreading outside, Red Queen immediately activates a disinfection system, releasing toxic gas that instantly kills all infected individuals.
An hour later, the ground-level security personnel noticed something unusual—no one had emerged from the underground lab for a long time. To investigate, they took the elevator up. The elevator door slowly opened, and the three security guards saw two researchers in white coats with their backs to them. The air was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant.
“Hey guys, are you ready to get off work? Why are you still facing us?” A security guard stepped forward and patted one of them on the shoulder. That pat caused a sudden change! The two researchers, who had already turned into zombies, suddenly turned around, their hideous faces frightening the security guards to death.
Before they could react, the security guard who had reached out was tackled to the ground by a zombie, and several shocking bite marks appeared on his neck. The other two security guards suddenly woke up, quickly raised their guns and blew the zombie’s head off, helped their injured companion up, and panickedly took the elevator to escape this nightmare place.
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ActivityRegister as a Filo member and receive 200 points![Register Now]2 Crisis (Old Version)
250 Baker Street in Raccoon City is a two-story villa with a quiet courtyard. The red brick exterior covered with ivy tells the story of time. The white carved fence separates the courtyard from the street. It used to be full of tranquility and warmth, but now it is filled with a strange atmosphere.
Since he worked the night shift last night, Leon dragged his tired body back home.
The complicated document processing and trivial dispute mediation in the police station consumed too much of his energy.
When he finally finished all his chores, the old-fashioned wall clock had already mercilessly pointed to two in the morning. In the night sky, the moon radiated a cold light, as if adding a touch of chill to the silent city.
Leon, desperately sleep-deprived, fell into a deep, dark abyss as soon as he touched the soft bed. Unable to maintain a sufficient sleep schedule, he slept until noon. Sunlight pierced through the slits in the curtains, piercing the room like a sharp sword, illuminating his face and waking him from his slumber.
“Strange, why is it so quiet today? Not even the vibration of a passing car outside,” Leon muttered, his voice still thick with sleep. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and slowly sat up. His feet stepped on the cold floor. The coolness instantly spread from his soles to his whole body, awakening him a little. He dragged himself to the bathroom with a heavy step, picked up his toothbrush, squeezed toothpaste on it, and took out his phone from the sink to check the messages.
Although the current year is 2012, the technological level of this era far exceeds that of the Earth when Lyon traveled through time.
The instant his phone screen lit up, he was startled by the barrage of missed calls. “Why so many missed calls? Why did that guy, Jill, call me so many times so early in the morning?” Leon asked, puzzled. His finger slid lightly across the smooth screen, the missed call logs silently revealing something unusual. Without hesitation, he immediately called Jill back.
As the call was dialed, the other party’s phone rang from the unknown other end. Leon waited quietly, time passing by minute by minute, each second seeming particularly long. After nearly half a minute, the call finally dialed.
“Jill, what’s going on?” Leon asked with a hint of concern in his tone. However, the rapid breathing sound from the other end of the phone made him frown, and a sense of foreboding surged in his heart.
“Leon, don’t say anything for now. A highly contagious virus has broken out in Raccoon City. Most of the residents have been infected and turned into zombies like those in the movies that chase and bite living people.” Jill’s voice, which was full of magnetism but filled with anxiety and fear, came from the phone.
Hearing the news of the zombie crisis, Leon’s pupils suddenly shrank, and an unprecedented sense of tension instantly enveloped his whole body.
He immediately flung the bathroom window open, a gust of wind carrying the smell of blood lashing out in his face. He looked toward the street, which was now completely silent, save for two figures moving slowly and strangely. Leon rubbed his eyes and, after a closer look, recognized them by their clothing as the newly married white couple who lived next door.
In the past, they would always greet each other in a friendly manner when they met, and occasionally chat together and share the little things in life.
“What a shame, she turned into a zombie at such a young age.” Leon glanced at the white woman’s chest, and his mind couldn’t help but recall the scene of him and her chatting and laughing at the door after her husband went to work that morning. The atmosphere at that time was so relaxed and happy, but now, everything has changed.
Just as Leon sighed with regret, Jill’s voice rang out again: “Leon, are you still home now?”
“I just got up, Jill, where are you now?” After answering her question, Leon eagerly asked about the other party’s location.
He had always had a special fondness for this woman, several years his senior. After joining the police force, she had been instrumental in guiding him through various procedures and teaching him many practical skills and experiences. Furthermore, Jill had chosen to turn a blind eye to minor infractions he made while on duty, showing him ample tolerance and understanding.
“I’m in the apartment now. Besides me, there is an old man, a young couple, and a mother and son who are not infected. There are several infected people wandering around outside my door now.” Jill told Leon about the situation in detail.
“I understand. I’ll be there after breakfast.” After hearing that Jill’s life was not in danger for the time being, Leon hung up the phone. His eyes became firm, and he was mentally prepared to deal with any danger.
After washing up, Leon went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. There was not much food left. He had no choice but to cook some noodles and put them into the boiling water in the pot.
The water began to boil again, and the noodles swayed in the pot. He added some simple seasonings, and a bowl of ordinary noodles was soon ready. Although this bowl of noodles was simple, it could fill his hungry stomach and provide him with the necessary energy in this crisis-ridden moment.
Then, Leon came to the basement of the house. As a time traveler, Leon had already predicted that a “biochemical crisis” would break out.
After inheriting the house from his adoptive father, he began preparing for it for more than nine years. During these nine years, he spent all his inheritance and worked hard to earn money during his spare time. At the same time, he won a generous scholarship through his own efforts.
He expanded the originally small area of ​​the basement several times, hired a professional construction team, and used the strongest materials and most advanced technology to turn it into a shelter capable of withstanding a nuclear bomb attack.
In this shelter, there were various weapons stored, from pistols, submachine guns to rifles, as well as a large amount of bullets; there were also sufficient food and drinking water to support him living in it for a long time.
Leon put on a heavy bulletproof vest, feeling the solid protection wrapped around his body. He put on sturdy tactical boots and fastened a tactical belt filled with various tools and magazines.
After some selection, he picked out two easy-to-carry submachine guns with smooth lines and a sense of texture in the hands; plus two pistols, the metal casings of the pistols flashing a cold light under the light; and a sharp dagger with a cold blade.
He brought a certain amount of bullets to ensure that he had enough firepower when facing danger. Then he left the basement and strode out of the house with two pistols.
“You can only blame your bad luck for having a neighbor like me.” Leon stood in the yard, looking at the neighbor couple who had turned into zombies outside the wall, without a trace of pity in his eyes.
With his exceptional physique, he easily scaled the gate and landed on the road. The two zombies, seemingly sensing the presence of a living being, turned and, with deep growls, charged towards him. Leon’s eyes remained calm as he raised his pistol, aimed, and pulled the trigger. With two precise shots, the bullets pierced the zombies’ heads.
Looking at the two bodies lying on the ground with their brains splattered everywhere, Leon felt nothing in his heart.
When he was in middle school, he encountered a deformed ogre when he went camping with his friends. In order to protect himself, Leon used the truth he carried with him to shoot the ogre in the head.
Leon, who had experience in murder and acted in a more cautious manner, walked over to the bodies of the neighboring couple, took out a sharp dagger, and cut their bodies apart with one stroke. This cruel act was to ensure that they would not be “resurrected” again.
He then half-crouched and began to feel around the man’s body. After some searching, Leon found the man’s car keys and wallet. He then opened the wallet and looked through it. Besides cash, there were also some IDs and photos. Leon reached out and took a dozen high-denomination bills, then tossed the wallet aside.
He picked up the gun on the ground and walked towards his neighbor’s house.
Since the two were completely dead, Leon encountered no obstruction and successfully entered the neighbor’s yard. In the yard, the SUV parked in the garage was particularly eye-catching.
He opened the garage door and checked the fuel level. After finding that there was enough fuel, he immediately sat in the driver’s seat, started the engine, stepped on the accelerator, and the off-road vehicle drove out of the garage like a beast.
Following the location provided by Jill, Leon drove relentlessly through the empty yet dangerous streets. Along the way, zombies continuously rushed out from every corner, trying to block his path. But Leon didn’t hesitate, ramming into them directly, smashing into the bodies of more than a dozen citizens transformed into zombies.
Ten minutes later, he finally arrived at the underground parking lot of the apartment where Jill lived. Due to the special period, Leon parked the car directly in the middle of the road, got out immediately and walked towards the elevator.
After walking a few steps, Leon heard hurried footsteps in the distance, the sound was particularly clear in the empty parking lot. Then he saw a black man being chased by two bloody zombies at the corner.
Seeing a living person standing in front of him, the black man’s eyes immediately flashed with excitement. He quickened his pace, waved his arms, and shouted for help to Leon. His voice was full of fear and despair, as if he had grasped the last straw to save his life.
Leon, who had excellent hearing, frowned slightly, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes.
After being bullied once, he fought back ruthlessly, almost crippling the bully. Since then, Leon has successfully changed the public’s image of him from a sheep to a flat-headed brother.
The school bullies who were used to bullying others on campus were afraid of becoming paralyzed, so when they saw a lunatic like Leon, they would choose to take a detour. However, after leaving school, Leon would occasionally encounter some knife-wielding thugs.
Faced with this kind of guy, Lyon, who had no “truth” in his hands, remained calm and chose to hand over his pocket money to save himself.
These experiences left a deep mark on his heart.
So, when he saw Xiao Hei asking for help, he didn’t hesitate at all. He pulled out the double pistols from his waist, took aim in a split second, and pulled the trigger. With three shots, three bullets flew through the air, accurately hitting the heads of the two zombies and the black man.
As three lifeless bodies fell to the ground, Leon walked past the three bodies with a cold look in his eyes, without stopping for a moment, and came straight to the elevator door in front, under the black man’s puzzled gaze until his death.
He knew that in this dangerous world, there could be no mercy or hesitation, otherwise, death might be waiting for him. And he had something more important to do, which was to find Jill and take her away with him.
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Leon pressed the up button, his back pressed against the wall, and slowly backed away until he was a safe distance of three or four meters from the metal door. As a longtime zombie movie fan, those classic scenes of elevator doors suddenly opening and the zombies pouring out kept flashing back in his mind.
A minute’s wait felt like a century. When the elevator finally opened, only the cold metal panels reflected the pale light. Leon quickly slipped in, his fingertips hovering over the gun handle. The moment the elevator number jumped to the 12th floor, the elevator door slowly opened.
After shooting and killing a dozen residents and a dog who had turned into zombies and were wandering in the corridor, Leon loaded his pistol with bullets, came to the door of Jill’s apartment, and rang the doorbell.
Lyon looked at the time displayed on the small broken watch on his hand and waited for five or six seconds. The door finally opened and Jill’s heroic face came into Lyon’s eyes.
“You are finally here, Leon. There is no place to talk at the door. Come in first.”
Jill grabbed Leon’s wrist and without giving him time to react, dragged him in and slammed the door shut.
“Your house is really lively, there are still five people here.”
As soon as he entered Jill’s house, he saw a black man who looked to be about 80 years old, an Asian couple about his age, a white woman in her thirties and her ten-year-old mixed-race son sitting on the sofa in the living room.
When the five men saw Leon walking in with four guns on his back, a hint of fear flashed in their eyes.
Leon, who had just killed someone, was full of murderous intent. When he saw the survivor’s reaction, there was no joy on his face, but instead a look of indifference.
“These are my neighbors who live next door. After I woke up, I learned from the news that a zombie virus had broken out in Raccoon City, so I used my service gun to save them.”
Jill pointed at the five people on the sofa and explained while looking into Leon’s calm eyes.
“The city has fallen. As I expected, the military has surrounded it to prevent the virus from leaking out. I now have two plans. The first is to drive away and take the risk, actively find the military, and tell them that there are survivors here. The second is to stockpile supplies and wait for the military to search and rescue.”
Hearing Jill’s words, Leon quickly glanced at the five people and said this.
He wanted to take Jill away, but considering her personality, she would not abandon these people, so Leon chose to use a trick to separate Jill and the five people who could only hold them back.
After hearing what Leon said, the five of them looked at each other. After staring at each other for more than a minute, the young Asian couple spoke first and chose to stay in the apartment and wait for rescue.
After hearing the two people’s statements, the mother and son also decided to stay here, while the old man who was nearly eighty years old took a deep breath and chose to take the risk and leave.
After listening to the five people’s choices, Jill also chose to take the risk with Leon.
In order not to waste time, Leon chose to act immediately. After leaving a pistol, a rifle and half of the bullets to the four people, Leon asked Jill to give his pistol to the black old man John, and gave her his other pistol, while he himself took the submachine gun with the most powerful firepower.
After completing the firepower distribution, Jill took Leon out to clean up the zombies running up from other floors, and the three of them took the elevator to the underground garage.
Because Leon had fired three shots in the underground garage not long ago, and because zombies are attracted by sound, as soon as the elevator arrived at the garage and opened the door, a large group of zombies immediately rushed towards them.
Seeing this, Leon and Jill immediately took out their weapons and shot at the enemy while moving out of the elevator.
As a series of gunshots rang out, the surrounding zombies were all killed by the bullets, but Leon knew that the gunshots would attract more zombies.
In order to avoid being surrounded, he immediately called Jill and the black old man to run towards the off-road vehicle in the distance.
After a frantic run, the three of them successfully got into the car. Leon quickly started the car and drove towards the exit of the apartment’s underground garage.
Just as the SUV was about to pass through the brightly lit exit and come out, a red monster suddenly fell from the ceiling onto the windshield of the car, scaring Jill in the passenger seat and the old black man in the back seat.
“Mad! Why are there lickers here?!”
Looking at the deformed monster in front of the car window, Leon cursed loudly in Chinese. Although he was surprised by the attack of the Licker, he remained calm, controlled the steering wheel, and drove the car out of the garage safely.
After driving onto the wide road, Leon looked at the Licker that was trying to break through the car window to attack them, and immediately controlled the steering wheel to shake the car left and right, and turned on the wipers, trying to get rid of the monster that was blocking his driving.
But no matter what Leon did, the licker’s limbs were like the suction cups on an octopus’s tentacles, firmly clinging to the glass, and the impact had left visibly cracked glass.
“Jill, prepare to fight. I’ll park the car on the side of the road where there are fewer zombies, and then I’ll shoot him immediately.”
After Leon finished speaking, he looked through the rearview mirror and saw Jill nod and get ready, then he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. After driving for a distance, Leon suddenly stepped on the brakes, and then coordinated the turning of the steering wheel to quickly complete a drift on the side of the road. The huge inertia successfully threw the Licker away.
After the car successfully stopped, Leon, Jill and the black man behind them immediately unbuckled their seat belts, opened the car door, quickly went outside, and shot at the licker with guns.
As flames shot out from the muzzles of the guns in the hands of the three men, bullets hit the Licker. The Licker let out an inhuman scream, and its body with rotting flesh rolled over rushed towards them at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.
“Look out! Jill!”
Seeing this, Leon immediately pulled Jill, who had not yet reacted, to the side and avoided the attack of the Licker.
Because Jill and Leon, who were standing in front, dodged actively, the old black man, who was old and had slow reaction, was knocked down by the licker.
Under the bite of its sharp teeth, the old black man let out a scream, and then the artery in his neck was bitten.
As blood gushed out like a fountain, the black old man’s vitality was rapidly fading under the gaze of the two men.
Seeing that the burden had fallen, Leon immediately picked up the submachine gun, quickly changed the magazine, and aimed at the licker’s head, which had no skin protection, and started firing.
As bullets hit the head, blood holes appeared on the licker’s head, and light red liquid oozed out.
Suffering such fatal damage, this biological weapon developed by Umbrella Corporation lost its voice at this moment no matter how tenacious its vitality was.
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“Leon, what do you think that monster is?”
Jill took a look at the black old man’s body. She suppressed the discomfort in her heart, her throat moved unconsciously, and she stared at the broken body of the licker. The wrinkled skin and the terrifying long tongue, even though he was dead, still made people shudder.
As a woman with keen intuition, Leon’s unusual behavior today – from her calmness in the face of crisis to her understanding of monsters – made her certain that she possessed secret intelligence about the biochemical crisis sweeping Raccoon City far beyond her own.
“That monster is called a Licker. It’s a biological weapon created by the Umbrella Corporation.”
“Leon’s eyes flickered when he heard this. A hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes. After thinking for a moment, he finally decided to reveal the information he knew.
“Umbrella? Could it be that this crisis was caused by Umbrella Corporation?”
Jill frowned, a chill running through her heart. She couldn’t help but think of the innocent residents in the city, who might be suffering the same terror at this moment. The truth of the matter was probably far more complicated than she had imagined, and the conspiracy behind it was probably unfathomable.
“This is just my guess, but I think the government is definitely involved in the research on this kind of monster. No matter how rich a biotechnology company is, they wouldn’t dare to research something like a biochemical virus.”
“Leon shook his head, his tone a little solemn.
Jill stared at Leon’s calm face, remembering how listless he usually looked in the police station, and how he looked like a completely different person today. Suddenly, she had a bold guess in her mind: “How do you know it’s called the Licker? Have you been secretly investigating Umbrella?” She took a step forward, her eyes full of suspicion and curiosity.
“I’m not a double agent. I just have a friend who works for Umbrella Corporation, and he passed on some information to me.”
Leon hurriedly made up an excuse to explain, his eyes firm, without any sign of guilt.
“How’s your friend now?” Jill asked eagerly, a glint in her eyes. She seemed to be grasping at a lifeline, hoping to get more useful information from Leon’s friend.
“I can’t get in touch with him. I guess he’s been infected and turned into a zombie. But he told me that they’ve already made a serum for the virus they’re researching. Jill, you wouldn’t want to take the risk and get the serum, would you?”
Leon looked at Jill’s pretty face, his eyes suddenly fixed, and he saw what she was thinking.
“I do have this plan,” Jill admitted generously, a resolute smile on her lips. The desperate faces of the city appeared in her mind, and her sense of justice drove her to make this decision.
“Then go by yourself. Although I know you very well, our relationship is not so good that I would be willing to sacrifice my life for you.”
Leon waved his hand indifferently, then walked towards the black man’s body. The ground was littered with bullet casings and blood, a mess. He picked up the police pistol from the ground, looked at the black muzzle, took a deep breath, and shot the man in the head with a single, decisive shot, eliminating the possibility of a corpse transforming into a corpse. He then casually tossed the gun to Jill.
“Won’t you come with me? If we find the serum, maybe we can save all the zombies!” Jill looked at Leon as he was about to get into the car, trying to convince him. She ran forward a few steps, her voice pleading.
“I have no interest in being a hero, and even less in being a saint. Whether in movies or in real life, saintly people tend to die faster. In my values, nothing is more important than my own life. The lives and deaths of strangers have nothing to do with me.
If you want to break into Umbrella Corporation alone to look for the serum, I suggest you give up. If I hadn’t pushed you just now, even a Licker would have almost killed you. Why are you, a small policeman, trying to be a hero?
Without even turning back, Leon said this, got into the car, and started the engine. The roar of the car broke the silence around them, and black smoke from the exhaust pipe filled the air.
Amid the roar of the engine, Jill stared at the open passenger door, a conflicting feeling within her. She remembered her duty, the people in need, but also understood the danger ahead. Finally, she gripped her pistol, opened the door, and got in.
“Fasten your seatbelts,” Leon said briefly, and the SUV shot off like an arrow towards his residence. The streets were dead silent, save for the occasional zombie wandering around. Their hollow eyes and decaying bodies were chilling. After arriving home, the two of them worked together to clear the surrounding area and lock the front door. Leon then led Jill to the basement where they stored their supplies.
The basement door slowly opened, and a damp smell filled the air. “Did you prepare all these weapons and food?” Jill stared in shock at the room full of equipment and canned goods, then turned to Leon in disbelief. Guns and ammunition were neatly arranged on the shelves, food and drinking water piled in the corners, and some first aid supplies hung on the walls.
“What else? Did they steal it? Cut the crap and pick out the right weapons. Tomorrow morning we’ll try to leave Raccoon City. If we can’t get out, we’ll just stay here and wait for rescue. These supplies will last us for several months.” Leon left Jill to choose a weapon while he returned to the kitchen to prepare dinner. The lights in the basement were dim, casting long shadows across the shelves.
“You’ve stockpiled so much food and weapons. Could it be that you predicted a biochemical virus outbreak here a long time ago?”
After Leon left, Jill selected a weapon that suited him while analyzing Leon’s various behaviors.
After selecting the weapons, Jill walked around the basement again. After careful study, she found that the basement of Lyon’s house was like an air-raid shelter.
In order to answer the many questions in her mind, Jill decided to go to the kitchen to ask the person involved to confirm her many guesses.
“Leon, did you know a long time ago that a biological virus would break out in Raccoon City?”
Jill stood at the kitchen door, looking at Leon’s strong upper body and asked.
“Yes, I did know a long time ago that a biological virus leak would occur in Raccoon City, and I started preparing for it a long time ago, but I didn’t expect it to happen so soon.”
Leon nodded with his back to Jill, then looked at the Omnitrix on his left wrist that looked like a smartwatch.
If his omnitrix had ten alien heroes, he could kill his way through the entire Raccoon City without having to hide at home.
Unfortunately, fantasy is always fantasy.
After getting the answer, Jill silently stepped forward, picked up the kitchen knife, and helped prepare the ingredients. The aroma of food filled the kitchen, temporarily dispelling some of the tension. After a hearty dinner, she washed up and changed into Leon’s clothes. The loose clothes looked a little funny on her.
Under Lyon’s arrangement, she moved into the guest room, which was simply furnished with a bed, a wardrobe, and an old painting hanging on the wall.
The next morning, sunlight streamed into the room through the window. Having rested and recharged, the two men loaded the SUV with sufficient weapons and food. They carefully checked every piece of equipment to ensure nothing was missing.
After confirming everything was correct, we drove off. On the way, we stopped at a gas station to fill up the tank. The station was completely silent, with only the hum of the pumps. Half an hour later, the car arrived near the Umbrella Company.
At this moment, a violent explosion suddenly sounded from a distance, the ground shook slightly, and a huge fireball rose in the sky. The two looked at each other, tacitly choosing to ignore it and continued on their way.
However, when the car was about to turn the intersection ahead, the glass of a roadside shop suddenly exploded, and a man and a woman in black tights broke out of the window and flew straight towards the speeding SUV.
They moved swiftly and seemed to carry a mysterious aura.
At the critical moment, Leon slammed on the brakes, the wheels rubbing against the ground made a harsh sound, and the car stopped only a few centimeters away from the two of them.
Before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, two men approached the car from either side, their eyes sharp, motioning for him to open the rear door. Through the rearview mirror, Leon observed the two uninvited guests—the man with a compound bow and a quiver full of arrows, the woman carrying a mysterious box with strange symbols and a pistol. His instincts, informed by years of police experience, told him these two were no good.
But to avoid unnecessary trouble, he still pressed the door unlock button…
5 Hawkeye and Black Widow (old version)
“Drive quickly, the monster is catching up!” The middle-aged man with a bow and arrow on his back gasped, suddenly opened the car door and fell into the back seat.
His body was covered in dust and blood, and his face was filled with fear and exhaustion. As soon as he sat down, he stretched out his calloused hand and patted Leon’s shoulder heavily, his voice filled with undisguised anxiety and panic.
The moment the man’s palm touched Leon’s body, the Omnitrix on Leon’s left wrist suddenly made a crisp sound, and green light kept flashing on the dial.
However, the tense situation at the moment didn’t allow Leon to check the broken watch. Jill, sitting in the passenger seat, was the first to notice the anomaly. Her eyes widened, and she pointed behind her, her voice filled with fear: “Look! What’s that?”
Everyone looked back and saw a naked monster breaking through the wall and rushing towards them.
The monster was as tall as a hill, its muscles bulging, its skin a strange gray-green. It had a pair of huge claws, each nail as long as a dagger, and glowed coldly in the dim light.
Its steps were heavy and powerful, and every step seemed to make the ground tremble. This was the dreaded “Tyrant”.
“Drive quickly! Leon!!! That thing is coming!” Jill shouted anxiously, his voice sharp and rapid.
Hearing her anxious voice, Leon’s heart tightened and he quickly glanced at the rearview mirror. When he saw that it was the “Tyrant” chasing him, he stepped on the accelerator without hesitation.
The car’s engine roared, the tires rubbed violently against the ground, emitting bursts of green smoke, and the car instantly shot out like an arrow.
Leon was extremely nervous as he sped along. His hands tightly gripped the steering wheel, his palms already soaked with sweat, and his eyes were fixed on the road ahead.
The streets were filled with zombies, some wandering aimlessly, while others, attracted by the sound of the car, rushed towards it. But Leon couldn’t care less at this moment. He stepped on the accelerator and the car sped away like a ferocious beast, knocking away the zombies that blocked the road.
After driving through several streets and making sure he had temporarily escaped the tyrant’s pursuit, Leon slowly slowed down the car.
“Who are you two?” Leon drove, glancing through the rearview mirror at the man and woman in the back seat, his eyes filled with caution and confusion. In this perilous Raccoon City, any stranger could bring unknown dangers.
“We’re agents from the Strategic Homeland Security and Logistics Agency. My name is Natasha, his is Clinton, and we’re here on a mission,” the short-haired woman named Natasha said calmly. Her eyes were firm and sharp, giving off an air of unquestionable certainty. As she spoke, she pulled her ID from her pocket and handed it to Jill, who was sitting in the passenger seat.
Jill took the document and examined it carefully. She flipped through every page, examining the photo, information, and the government stamp. After a moment, she finally confirmed that the document was in good condition. She gestured “OK” to Leon beside her and handed the document back to Natasha.
Sitting in the driver’s seat, Leon immediately recalled the two’s names. As a time traveler, he had read a lot of Marvel comics before traveling through time, and he knew these two superheroes very well.
He knew how powerful S.H.I.E.L.D. was, and he understood that in this dangerous world, perhaps cooperating with them would be a good choice.
“Are you taking us two away from here? We are police officers from the Raccoon City Police Department.” Leon frowned and took out his police officer ID from his pocket and handed it to Hawkeye behind him.
Jill, who was standing by, saw what Leon did and took out her ID and handed it to Natasha. After the two SHIELD agents confirmed that there was nothing wrong with Jill and Leon’s ID, they returned it to them.
“Drive to Laken University. Our fighter jets are parked at the school’s football field. We can take you away from Raccoon City there.” Natasha took a deep breath and said to Leon who was driving the car. Her voice was calm, but it revealed a reassuring power.
“Lakein University? No problem.” After hearing Natasha’s promise to take him and Jill away, Leon felt a glimmer of hope. He picked up the pace again and sped towards Lakein University. Along the way, he relied on his superb driving skills to cleverly avoid many dangers and also knocked away many zombies that blocked the road.
With the help of the navigation system, the four of them finally arrived at the entrance of Laken University after driving for half an hour. Like a wild animal out of control, the SUV crashed through the school gate and drove down the tree-lined path.
However, just when they thought they were about to be safe, two tyrants suddenly appeared in front and behind the car, surrounding the four people in the car.
Seeing the Tyrant just fifty meters away, Leon immediately slammed on the brakes. As the car came to a steady stop, at Natasha’s command, the other three quickly got out, weapons in hand. They all knew that if they continued hiding in the car, they would be crushed to pieces by the Tyrant.
“These two guys are really haunting us. I’m afraid they were able to find our location with the help of the rigid artificial intelligence of ‘Red Queen’.” Natasha cursed, with a trace of anger and helplessness in her eyes.
Immediately, she picked up the submachine gun Leon had brought from home, aimed it at the tyrant in front of her, and pulled the trigger. A blinding flame burst from the muzzle, and a volley of bullets pierced the tyrant’s body like a swarm of poisonous bees, dark red blood spurting out from the bullet holes.
Although attacks fired from ordinary firearms can cause damage to tyrants, such attacks are not fatal to their thick skin and flesh.
Stimulated by the pain, the tyrant in front roared, the sound so deafening that it seemed to penetrate a person’s eardrum. Then, it and the tyrant behind it rushed towards the four people.
Seeing this, Leon and his two companions, under Hawkeye’s command, fired repeatedly, bleeding the two tyrants and slowing their charge. Hawkeye quickly opened the SUV’s fuel tank and tossed in an arrow programmed to explode after five seconds.
“Run!” Hawkeye shouted, and Leon and the other two immediately followed Hawkeye, running at full speed towards the forest beside them. Their footsteps hurriedly ran on the ground, and leaves and dead branches made a rustling sound under their feet.
As the four of them ran into the dense forest, they heard a loud noise of a car explosion behind them, followed by a heat wave that seemed to swallow them up.
The four who heard the noise turned to see two tyrants, their bodies shattered by the explosion, ablaze with flames, charging towards them like demons. “Fuck! This thing has more life than a cockroach! I don’t believe I can’t kill you two bastards!” Hawkeye cursed angrily, his face filled with resentment and anger. Then, he pulled out his two remaining explosive arrows and, as he ran, shot them into the two trees behind him.
After setting the trap, Hawkeye ran while looking back at the positions of the two tyrants. His eyes were fixed on the two terrifying figures, and he silently calculated the distance and time in his mind.
After waiting for two seconds, the two tyrants entered the position where the arrow explosion could cause maximum damage. Hawkeye immediately pressed the button on the compound bow and manually detonated the arrow.
There were two loud booms, flames shot up into the sky, and the powerful wind wave shook the surrounding trees to the ground. Hearing the sound of another explosion behind them, the four of them looked behind them at the same time. The tyrant’s towering figure was gone, only the shattered flesh scattered everywhere on the ground.
“Finally got rid of these two big guys. It seems that I have to bring more arrows with more lethality next time I go out on a mission.” Hawkeye breathed a sigh of relief. When he was muttering about strengthening the firepower in the future, a strange sound suddenly came from the woods.
The sound was rustling, as if countless tiny claws were crawling on the ground, which was creepy.
“This sound is! The Licker!” Listening to the sounds coming from all directions, Leon recognized that this sound was the sound made by the Licker attacking.
His brows couldn’t help but furrow. In order to prevent the monster’s attack, the four of them quickly narrowed the range, stood together back to back, and looked around vigilantly.
A beast roared, and the Lickers, who only dared to appear after the tyrants died out of fear, launched an attack on the “fortress” composed of four people.
I saw black shadows rushing out from every corner of the woods. They were agile, with long limbs, and their long tongues kept moving in and out of their mouths.
As the sound of gunfire broke the tranquility of the campus, under the hail of bullets, the four people’s feet were full of bullet shells, and eight more licker corpses appeared in the forest.
“I almost lost my life, luckily I brought a knife.” Leon breathed a sigh of relief, took off the clothes stained with the blood of the licker, wiped the blood off the dagger with it, and put it back into the sheath.
In the previous battle, Leon was accidentally knocked down by a Licker, and his gun was knocked out of his hand. At the critical moment, fortunately, he reacted quickly and stabbed the Licker’s head with the blade at his waist, thus avoiding death.
“Boy, you have pretty good skills. I was just about to help you, but I didn’t expect you to solve the problem by yourself.” Hawkeye, who witnessed the whole process of Leon killing the Licker, came to Leon, put his hand on his shoulder, and praised him with admiration.
“It’s just the desire to survive that erupts before a person dies. What does it matter if one has good skills or not? By the way, there are still a lot of weapons on my off-road vehicle. Can your organization reimburse me for them?” Leon gently pushed Hawkeye’s hand away. As a man with normal sexual orientation, he was not used to too much physical contact between the same sex, not to mention that he and Hawkeye had known each other for less than an hour.
Although he had a teasing smile on his face at this moment, he was still tense deep down in his heart, because he knew that in this world full of crises, danger could come again at any time.
6 Queens (old version)
“No problem, SHIELD will compensate you for your vehicle and the weapons inside at the original price.” Hawkeye raised a smile, and his relaxed expression seemed to say that this was just a trivial matter.
For him, he only needs to write a report and submit it. The subsequent matters will be handled by SHIELD’s procedures. After all, he does not need to bear the cost personally.
After successfully dealing with the Licker threat, the four men rested briefly in the woods. They expertly reloaded their weapons, each movement a testament to their practiced precision. Then, they continued their march toward the football field where the fighter planes were parked.
It was the school holidays, and the campus seemed particularly deserted. The few figures that occasionally appeared were school staff members who had unfortunately been infected and turned into zombies. These zombies naturally could not stop them, and after being easily dispatched, they successfully reached their destination.
Leon’s eyes fell on the Quinjet before him, and he felt an urge to take out his phone and take a picture, but reason made him restrain the thought. He silently followed Hawkeye and Black Widow, slowly walking up the gangway and into the cabin.
To avoid further accidents, Hawkeye quickly started the fighter plane as soon as Leon and Jill found a place to sit down.
The engine roared, blue flames spewed out of the engine, the Quinjet slowly rose into the air, and then suddenly accelerated, like a black lightning, cutting through the sky of Laken University.
With the zombie threat gone, the cabin fell silent. Leon glanced at the two women, their eyes closed, resting, then at Hawkeye, who was concentrating on piloting the fighter. After confirming that no one was paying attention, he raised his left wrist and gently touched the dial with his right finger. Instantly, a three-dimensional light screen appeared above the dial.
“This image! It’s the suicide archer Arash!” Leon’s eyes were instantly filled with surprise and excitement. He recognized the man with a sunny smile on his face in the light curtain at a glance – it was the one-star servant in a certain card drawing game. It was said that this servant had died so many times that he could circle the earth several times.
“Why did Arash appear in my game? Is it because I had physical contact with Hawkeye that I unlocked this hero?” Leon frowned and began to think and analyze carefully in his mind.
“Looks like I need to find a chance to contact Natasha to confirm. If Omnitrix really is increasing the number of heroes who can transform this way, then I can’t run away from it anymore.”
He made a secret decision. Just then, his finger accidentally brushed across the light curtain, and the images of Ultra Beast and Four-Armed Overlord flashed by. Leon hurriedly swiped the light curtain to examine it more closely, and indeed, he discovered that the broken watch had added two alien heroes and one human hero.
To understand how these two alien heroes were unlocked, Leon began to carefully review his experiences today. After ten minutes of careful consideration, he initially speculated that the unlocking of these two alien heroes was likely related to the Tyrant and Licker encountered today.
An hour later, in New York, aboard the S.H.I.E.L.D. helicarrier, Leon and Jill were taken to a quiet lounge by Hawkeye and Natasha to rest while they went to report on the mission to their superiors. In the lounge, Leon and Jill sipped tea and idly played with their phones.
About half an hour later, the lounge door opened automatically, and Hawkeye, Black Widow, and a bald, one-eyed black man walked in. “This is our Director Nick Fury, our immediate superior,” Natasha said after entering, pointing to the black man and introducing him to Leon and Jill.
Upon hearing the other party’s identity, Jill was stunned for a moment, then reacted after two seconds. She hastily put down her teacup and quickly stood up from her seat. Meanwhile, Leon simply glanced at Nick Fury casually and ignored him, as if he were just an insignificant passerby.
Nick Fury calmly withdrew his scrutinizing gaze and spoke in a low voice, “I’ve read your profile. The fact that you were able to assist Natasha and Clinton in leaving Raccoon City demonstrates your considerable abilities.”
Raccoon City is in chaos now, and it will probably take a long time to restore order. Are you interested in changing jobs and joining S.H.I.E.L.D.?
Jill had an expression of disbelief on her face. She looked at Natasha, and after some careful consideration, nodded and accepted Nick Fury’s invitation.
After all, Raccoon City has now fallen into a state of disorder and chaos, and she, as a police officer, has lost her job. She is in urgent need of a high-paying job to make a living, and this invitation is undoubtedly a timely help.
“I’m sorry, Director Fury, I don’t have any plans to be an agent for the time being. I prefer a quiet life from nine to five.” After Jill agreed, Leon stood up and rejected the invitation in a tactful but firm tone.
A barely perceptible smile flashed across Nick Fury’s face. “Since you don’t want to be an agent, I won’t force you. Natasha, take Jill to complete the induction procedures. I need to sign a confidentiality agreement with Mr. Leon.”
After Jill and Natasha left, Nick Fury took out an agreement and placed it in front of Leon. Leon picked up the agreement and read it carefully. The content mainly required him to keep the fact that he saw the biological weapon in Raccoon City strictly confidential.
After reading it, he unhesitatingly took a pen from the pen holder beside him and signed his name on the agreement. “I hope you can abide by this agreement. If you reveal anything about Raccoon City, the government will not let you off easily,” Nick Fury warned, winking at Hawkeye before quickly leaving the lounge with the agreement.
After Nick Fury left, Hawkeye sighed and said to Leon with regret: “I think you should accept Fury’s invitation. With your talent, it’s a pity to be an ordinary policeman.”
“Sorry, Mr. Clinton, I’m actually a racist and don’t want to be told what to do by a black-salted egg.” Leon smiled apologetically.
Hawkeye smiled helplessly: “In that case, I won’t force you. S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn’t allow outsiders to stay for long, so I’ll take you away. Do you know anyone in New York? I’ll drive you there.”
Lyon thought for a moment and replied, “Send me to 20 Ingram Street, Queens, New York, where my adoptive father’s cousin lives.”
He only had two or three thousand dollars in his wallet, which could not last long in a place with high prices like New York. Living with relatives was the best option to avoid living on the streets.
After Hawkeye memorized the address, he took Leon out of the lounge and to the garage. The car drove out of the helicarrier hidden in the water, passed through a dim tunnel, and drove into the New York neighborhood.
Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a two-story house at 20 Ingram Street in Queens, New York. Hawkeye looked at the house, silently memorized the address, and exchanged contact information with Leon. After Leon got out of the car, he quickly drove away.
7 Peter (Old Version)
The sun cast small shadows on the streets of Queens. Leon looked at Hawkeye’s gradually disappearing figure, quickly smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes with his fingertips, and smoothed down the slightly messy ends of his hair.
His combat boots made a regular sound as they stepped on the gravel road. He stood in front of the familiar wooden house, his chest churning with complex emotions that only a time traveler could understand – behind this door, there was a superhero who could change the world.
Arriving at the door, Leon took a deep breath and rang the electronic doorbell next to the wooden door.
As the sound of “ding-ling” was heard from inside the house, Leon waited at the door with his hands in his pockets for more than ten seconds, and finally heard hurried footsteps coming from the house, getting closer and closer to him.
With a “creak”, the curly-haired boy leaned half of his body out, and his light brown eyes lit up instantly: “Cousin Leon! Why are you here suddenly?” Peter Parker tilted his head and met his eyes.
The young man looked at Leon, who was half a head taller than him, and an expression of joy immediately appeared on his childish face.
“Peter, are you home alone? Where are Aunt May and Uncle Ben?”
Leon did not answer Peter’s question, but asked about the whereabouts of the two adults in the family.
“Aunt Mei and Uncle Ben, they haven’t finished get off work yet. I’m not feeling well, so I took a day off from school.”
Peter looked up at Leon and replied.
“Are you sick? That doesn’t look like it at all. I see that your small body seems to have become much stronger, and you seem to have grown taller. You must be at least 1.78 meters now.”
Leon heard Peter’s words, looked at his rosy face, and keenly caught the faint muscle outline at his shoulder line.
Leon frowned, then put his hand on his shoulder.
The moment his hand rested on Peter’s shoulder, the Omnitrix watch suddenly beeped, and a strange green light appeared around the edge of the dial.
“The little watch has reacted. Could it be that Peter has already…”
Leon suddenly frowned, then pinched Peter’s shoulder with his hand and found that his muscle density was frighteningly high, far exceeding that of a well-trained S.H.I.E.L.D. agent.
“Peter, did you get super powers?”
Lyon spoke directly and expressed his doubts.
Peter, unable to hide his secrets, was immediately shocked when he heard this. “How did you know I had superpowers? Are you the worm in my stomach? Cousin Leon!!! I haven’t even told Aunt May and Uncle Ben about this!!!”
“How can a little brat like you have stronger muscles than me? The only explanation is that your body has mutated. Also, don’t forget, I’m a police officer. I can’t hide the worry written on your face.”
Leon raised the corner of his mouth proudly, then walked into the house under the other person’s admiring gaze.
Leon’s cousin’s full name is Peter Benjamin Parker, the Marvel superhero Spider-Man he knew in his previous life.
Shortly after he came to the United States, he met Peter Parker, who was five years younger than him. At first, he thought that this little brat just happened to have the same name as Spider-Man, but later he learned that this place was located in Queens, and after knowing the full names of Uncle Ben and Aunt May, he was sure that Peter was the Spider-Man he knew.
Leon came to the living room, sat on the sofa familiarly, took an apple and started eating.
During his four years in college in New York, he often came to Queens in order to build a good relationship with the future Spider-Man. He was as familiar with Peter’s house as he was with his own.
“Cousin Leon, aren’t you curious about how I awakened my superpowers?”
In front of Leon, Peter jumped directly onto the ceiling and looked at him with a smile in a very strange posture.
“You got your super powers because you were bitten by a mutant spider, right? I’ve seen this kind of plot many times in movies.”
Leon said in a calm tone.
“You guessed it again, you’re worthy of being a policeman.
By the way, cousin Leon, I want to be a superhero. What kind of hero nickname do you think would be good for me?”
Peter’s voice was a little excited. For a teenager like him who liked to read superhero comics, the thing he wanted to do most after gaining super powers was to become a hero.
“Spider-Man.” Leon threw the fruit core accurately into the trash can three meters away. The sound of metal hitting was as crisp as applause. “It matches my ability and is loud enough.”
“Spider-Man? What a great name! From now on I’ll be called Spider-Man. To be a superhero, you need a costume.”
When Peter thought of this, he immediately jumped down from the ceiling, and then under Leon’s gaze, he hurried back to the second floor and took down a set of red and blue pajamas.
“Cousin Leon, what do you think about modifying this suit and using it as my battle uniform?”
Peter held the pajamas in front of him and showed them to Leon.
“Well, it’s okay. I think if you want to be a hero, you must have a mask to prevent your identity from being exposed, and there must be a spider logo on your battle suit to match your identity as Spider-Man.”
Leon touched his chin, recalled the classic Spider-Man suit in his memory, and gave his suggestion.
“Your idea is really great! Cousin Leon! I have to start designing clothes before Aunt Mei comes back!”
After Peter finished speaking, he left Leon alone downstairs, and went back to his room, closed the door, and concentrated on designing his future combat uniform.
“What an impatient fellow! But since Peter has acquired super powers, does that mean Ben Parker has to be sacrificed?”
Lyon murmured to himself, feeling grateful to this elder who had no blood relationship with him but was still willing to adopt him after his adoptive father passed away.
In order to live up to his care for himself over the years, after some consideration, Lyon decided to change Ben Parker’s ending.
After deciding what to do, Leon went to the bathroom on the first floor, locked the door, and studied his little watch.
As the dial turned, the fourth hero, the “Spider Monkey”, appeared on the light screen projected by the Omnitrix.
Looking at the four-handed blue monkey on the light screen, a smile appeared on Leon’s face. After thinking about it, he guessed that the hero unlocked by the small broken watch was closely related to the things it touched.
“It’s decided to be you! Spider Monkey!”
Leon stared at the newly appeared alien hero, then reached out and slapped the small, broken watch on his wrist.
As a dazzling green light illuminated the bathroom, the DNA in Leon’s body changed. As the light dissipated, a strange creature with blue hair, four red eyes, four arms, a black abdomen and face, a black ring at the end of its tail, and the Omnitrix logo on its chest appeared in the bathroom.
“Is this what I look like after transforming into the Spider Monkey? I guess I look just barely passable.”
Leon looked at his transformed appearance through the mirror in the bathroom and commented.
After saying this, Leon reached out and pressed the Omnitrix device on his chest. With a green light, Leon canceled his transformation and turned back into a human.
In order to make good use of this hard-earned private time, Leon began to transform into the other three heroes. When he transformed into “Arash”, not only did his appearance change, but he also had an additional memory of how to use Arash’s abilities.
8. Parker (old edition)
“He can actually call upon Arash’s Noble Phantasm. If he uses Meteor, will I be killed instantly?” Leon frowned and muttered to himself.
Arash’s Noble Phantasm, the Meteor, is the scythe of death on the battlefield. A powerful anti-military Noble Phantasm, its terrifying range reaches 2,500 kilometers, enough to reach across the Middle East and into parts of Europe. In the game, it even rivals the Lion King’s Holy Phantasm, and its power in the real world is comparable to a nuclear explosion.
In order to find out exactly how long the Omnitrix’s transformation took, Leon suppressed the urge to use his Noble Phantasm and silently counted the seconds in his mind to calculate the time.
Half an hour later, a dazzling green light suddenly lit up, and Leon exited the transformed state. The “little broken watch” on his wrist also changed from vibrant green to warning red.
“The half-hour transformation time is twice as long as Tian Xiaoban’s ten-minute transformation time. I wonder how long it will take to recharge.”
While staring at his watch which was glowing red, Leon took out his cell phone from his pocket and turned on the timer to start.
About five minutes later, looking at the watch that had turned green again, Leon breathed a sigh of relief. Having completed the basic test of the broken watch, he left the bathroom and went up the wooden stairs to the second floor.
Leon walked to the door of Peter’s room, reached out and knocked on the door, and after getting Peter’s consent, he pushed the door open and walked into the room of this adolescent boy.
Peter’s room was not very big. The bed took up a lot of space in the room. Add to that a computer desk, a chair, a wardrobe and a bookshelf. This made Leon’s activity area even more cramped after he entered the room.
“Cousin Leon, what do you think of the battle uniform I designed?”
When Peter saw Leon come in, he immediately showed him the drawing on the computer screen.
Leon smiled and gave a thumbs-up. “Very creative! Keep drawing. Uncle Ben and Aunt May will call me when they get back.” He found an out-of-the-way corner and collapsed onto the bed. Within a minute, the sound of steady breathing filled the room. The intense concentration had exhausted him, and all he wanted was to fall into a deep sleep.
In less than a minute, the only sound in the room was Leon’s steady breathing.
“He fell asleep so quickly. It seems that cousin Leon is really tired.” Peter muttered softly and turned his attention to the design of the battle suit.
In the evening, sunlight shone into Peter’s room through the blinds. Leon woke up at Peter’s call. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a white woman with several wrinkles on her face standing at the door.
“Leon, why didn’t you call me in advance to tell me you were coming?”
May Parker smiled, and there was tenderness in the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.
“There was a little accident at my home. I came here without telling you because plans couldn’t keep up with the changes. I’m afraid I’ll have to bother you for a while.” Leon scratched his head apologetically.
“You can stay as long as you want, but there’s no other room in the house, so I’m afraid you’ll have to squeeze in with Peter.”
May Parker waved her hand generously, as if in her eyes, this was just a trivial matter.
“Thank you, Aunt Mei. Is Uncle Ben back yet?”
Leon expressed his gratitude with a smile, and at the same time he was thinking in his mind how to use the activated Omnitrix to earn enough money for his life in a short time.
“Ben still has some work to do at the newspaper, so he probably won’t be back until dinner time. Leon, I bought a lot of vegetables when I got off work today. Come and help me cook. We kind of miss the Chinese food you made.”
May Parker said with a smile.
“No problem, Aunt May.”
Leon agreed immediately. Cooking was a piece of cake for him. But before going to help in the kitchen, he patted Peter’s shoulder and pulled him to the kitchen to help.
With the efforts of the three of them, a table full of sumptuous dishes was quickly prepared and served on the table. At this time, Ben Parker, who had finished working overtime at the newspaper office, also drove back.
At the dinner table, Ben Parker took out two wine glasses and a bottle of whiskey and talked about Raccoon City with Leon, whom he hadn’t seen for nearly a year.
“Leon, how’s things going in Raccoon City? This afternoon, I learned from my boss James what happened in Raccoon City. It scared me.”
Ben Parker took a sip of wine and asked Leon who was sitting opposite him.
“I just left there this morning. The situation there is very serious. I can’t reveal too much, otherwise the government will cause trouble for me.”
Leon glanced at Peter, who was eavesdropping on the conversation, and replied.
After the zombie virus broke out in Raccoon City, the U.S. government immediately blocked the news online in order to prevent panic from spreading.
Last night, the government cut off Raccoon City’s network to prevent survivors from leaking Raccoon City’s secrets.
“In that case, I won’t bother with this matter any more. You probably don’t have any source of income right now. How about coming to work at my newspaper?”
As an old employee of the newspaper, Ben Parker realized the extent of the matter after being reminded by Lyon and did not continue to ask about it.
“You mean going to work at the Daily Bugle?”
When Lyon heard Ben Parker’s invitation, he couldn’t help but frowned.
He knew that Ben Parker was the editor-in-chief of the Daily Bugle, and he also knew that there was an editor-in-chief named J. Jonah Jameson above Ben Parker.
As for this old bastard, Lyon’s impression of him in his previous life was even deeper than Ben Parker’s. Now that Ben Parker suddenly invited Lyon to work for Jonah Jameson, he was naturally unwilling to do so.
“I’m not really interested in being a journalist. Sorry, Uncle Ben. I think I’m better suited for something less intellectual.”
Leon declined with a smile.
“What kind of job do you want? I know some people in New York, so I have some connections. Maybe I can help you find a suitable job.”
Ben Parker still hasn’t given up the idea of ​​finding a job for Lyon.
“Is there a job that protects people?”
Leon blinked and asked with a smile.
“Responsible for protecting people? Are you quite a security guard?”
Ben Parker reacted quickly and asked back.
“That’s right, Uncle Ben. Actually, the jobs of a police officer and a security guard are similar. They both protect people, but security guards have fewer people to protect.”
Lyon nodded and continued talking.
“As for security work, I can ask for you and see if there are any big companies hiring security guards.”
Seeing that Lyon seemed determined to become a security guard, Ben Parker didn’t say much.
At this moment, Peter, who had been listening to the conversation between the two, raised a question.
“Cousin Leon? Why don’t you become a policeman instead of a security guard? Wouldn’t being a policeman be better?”
Peter asked in confusion.
“Working in the government isn’t such a good job, Peter. You’re still too young.”
After Leon answered Peter’s question, he stopped talking and just ate pasta while clinking glasses with Ben Parker.
9 Blind Man (Old Version)
The whiskey churned in Lyon’s stomach, and the burning sensation of alcohol burned from his throat all the way to his chest. He struggled to hold the drunk Ben Parker, whose weight was almost entirely on him, and he was mumbling something incoherently.
After finally settling the people back into the room, Leon wiped the sweat from his forehead and decided to go out for some fresh air and sober up.
New York at night is like a dormant giant beast, with neon lights casting a dazzling array of colors on the wet streets.
Leon walked aimlessly, the evening breeze, carrying the salty scent of river water, brushing against his cheeks, trying to dispel the drunkenness from his eyes. However, the dizziness brought on by the alcohol only made his steps even more chaotic, and before he knew it, he had strayed from the familiar streets.
The cobblestone road beneath my feet gradually became bumpy and uneven, and the buildings on both sides became increasingly cramped and chaotic. The streetlights flickered, casting mottled shadows.
Leon pulled out his phone, and the location on the screen made his pupils shrink slightly – he had actually arrived in the infamous “Hell’s Kitchen” in Midtown West Manhattan, New York. It was a hotbed of crime and a hive of activity. Even during the day, few dared to come alone, let alone late at night.
“Why are we here? Well, it’s not a wasted trip. I might as well try out my newfound strength here.”
He stroked the Omnitrix on his chest, a dangerous smile on his lips, and dodged into a dark alley. A green light suddenly lit up, and in the blink of an eye, a four-eyed, four-armed blue spider monkey appeared in the same place.
“I’m still drunk even after transforming. Whatever, I’ll just be a hero tonight.”
Leon shook his head and muttered to himself.
Using the Spider Monkey’s unique climbing abilities, Leon scaled the tallest residential building in the area with ease. Standing atop the roof, the night breeze rustled his fur. Gazing at the brightly lit city below, a thought struck him, and the Omnitrix on his chest once again lit up green.
When the light faded, he had transformed into the great hero Arash.
As the Archer class among servants, Arash possesses [A]-level clairvoyance. In addition to being able to obtain super-long-range vision, this skill can also achieve a slight degree of future vision or mind reading.
Lyon relied on his clairvoyance skills to stand on a high place and look out over the entire Hell’s Kitchen.
Soon, he found two groups of about forty people fighting with firearms in a factory.
“Now it’s time for some fun.” Leon switched back to his Spider Monkey form, his tail spurting out silk as he swung between the tall buildings like a swing. The night wind whistled past, lifting his blue hair.
In less than a minute, he had landed silently on the factory roof. Through the shattered window, he saw a horrific scene inside: bodies lying scattered on the ground, blood flowing like a river on the concrete floor. Both factions were so engrossed in the fight that they completely ignored the uninvited guest overhead.
“That’s a really ruthless move.” Leon frowned. “The Spider Monkey might not be enough to deal with these guys.” He transformed again without hesitation. This time, he turned into the Four-Handed Overlord – a powerful warrior whose genes came from the planet Taizhuoman.
The Taizhuoman’s blood boiled within him, and an irrepressible desire to fight surged within him. His four arms were muscular, each one containing the power to destroy the world.
With a roar, Leon kicked the glass, shattering it, and descended upon the battlefield like an iron tower. The sudden change stunned both sides of the firefight. They stared at the four-armed monster, their minds blank, and they even forgot to pull the trigger.
Leon didn’t give them time to react. He easily grabbed a machine weighing two or three tons and threw it towards the crowded area like a toy. Screams rang out, and the two gang members were smashed into pieces.
The enemy, having regained their consciousness, fired wildly. The bullets hit Leon’s tough skin, making a tinkling sound, but it felt like a tickle.
Leon roared angrily, and all four arms exerted force simultaneously, slamming together. A powerful wave of air exploded from him, shattering all the glass. The gang members on the ground either bled to death or were knocked unconscious.
After confirming the enemy was powerless to fight back, Leon walked towards each corpse with an expressionless face. He used the machine to smash their heads one by one, his movements terrifyingly skilled. “No one can be left alive,” he muttered to himself, a cold glint in his eyes.
“We can’t waste resources. With so many people, the money we’ll earn from robbing them should be enough to cover several months’ salary.”
As Leon spoke, he walked quickly towards a corpse. He half-knelt down and skillfully felt the still warm corpse with his hands.
In a short while, Lyon’s wallet became bulging, and there were several watches worth over ten thousand yuan in his shirt pocket.
“Looks like I don’t have to squeeze into a small room with Peter. I can just stay in a hotel tonight.”
Lyon looked down with a smile at the banknotes in his wallet that were printed with Benjamin Franklin’s surrender. However, at this moment, he suddenly saw a suitcase next to the corpse at his feet.
“What is this thing? Could it be related to the fight between these suspected gangsters here?”
Driven by curiosity, Leon walked towards the suitcase and opened it.
What was inside was not the gold or stacks of US dollars that Leon expected, but something he did not expect – bones with strange patterns.
“Bone? Are these guys fighting just for this bone? But what kind of creature is this bone from? It doesn’t look like a tiger, lion, or elephant bone.”
Leon looked at the milky white bones in the safe that were bigger than his palm, stroking his chin in thought, when suddenly a crutch came from behind with a sound of breaking wind.
Leon, with his keen senses, reacted quickly and slightly turned his body to the side, causing the crutch to hit the supporting column beside him.
“You’re… Daredevil?”
Leon glanced at the crutch that almost hit his head, then looked at the red figure attacking him in the distance, and his expression instantly became serious.
Having lived in New York for four years, he had heard of Daredevil, the hero who fought crime.
Although he admired the other party’s behavior of fighting criminals, he was almost shot in the head with a cane by him without any explanation, and Leon couldn’t help but feel a fire that was difficult to extinguish in his heart.
“You killed everyone here, didn’t you? Who are you?”
Daredevil smelled the strong smell of blood in the air and looked in the direction of Leon with a serious expression.
“I did kill him, so what? I’m from S.H.I.E.L.D. and have the authority granted by the government. A vigilante like you has no right to question me.”
Leon sneered, changed his voice slightly, and took advantage of the fact that Daredevil was blind to fabricate an identity as a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent for himself in an attempt to deceive him.
“Even if you are a government official, you cannot kill people at will. These people must be brought before the law.”
Daredevil, who was full of justice, immediately retorted.
Daredevil, whose real name is Matthew Michael Murdock, is a superhero who fights crime at night and a blind lawyer who uses legal means to uphold justice during the day.
“I forgot this guy is a lawyer. Since I can’t win his argument, I have no choice but to resort to force.”
Leon realized that his lie could be seen through, so he immediately picked up the pistol on the ground, quickly pulled the trigger and fired several shots at him.
Although he couldn’t see with his eyes, Daredevil’s other senses were very sharp. The moment he heard the trigger being pulled, he reacted extremely quickly and hid behind the cover to avoid the bullets shot at his legs and feet.
10 Gil (old version)
“You were able to dodge the bullet. I really underestimated you. Looks like you have to show some real skills.” Lyon said calmly.
He had just pulled the trigger three times in a row, but Daredevil dodged the bullets with his incredible skills. The opponent’s ability to accurately predict the trajectory of the bullets made him realize that he had no chance of winning with the fighting style of ordinary people.
Leon’s gaze fell on the omnitrix on his wrist, which was glowing green. He decisively pressed the core button. A dazzling green light suddenly burst out, engulfing him whole.
In the blink of an eye, the green light slowly dissipated, and “Leon” in the shape of the great hero Arash made a brilliant appearance.
As a competent archer, Leon did not summon a bow and arrow, but rushed towards Daredevil with his bare hands and engaged him in hand-to-hand combat.
In the blink of an eye, Leon was at his feet, his right fist lashing out with the force to split mountains and shatter rocks. Daredevil dodged sideways, and the sharp elbow grazed his ear, causing a sharp pain.
Before he could counterattack, Leon’s left leg had already swept across. The powerful kick made Daredevil’s pupils shrink suddenly. The next second, he was kicked and flew backwards, hitting the wall…
Relying on his overwhelming strength and the fighting skills inherited from Arash, Leon defeated Daredevil in less than two minutes of fighting.
Looking at Daredevil who was held in his hand like a dead dog, Leon sneered, dislocated one of his arms, and then threw him out of the warehouse window.
After getting rid of the guy who was in the way, Leon picked up the suitcase, then piled the bodies together and set them on fire with the lighter he stole from the bodies.
With flames burning behind him, Leon left the factory with his briefcase in a dashing manner. He threw the unconscious Daredevil into a smelly trash can, then hailed a taxi on the street and left.
Outside the car window, the neon lights of Queens were blurred into blurry spots in the rain. Leon’s fingertips unconsciously stroked the edge of the Omnitrix, and he suddenly found that his little watch seemed to have an alien hero because of the contact with Daredevil.
The big-eyed monster, nicknamed “Invincible God of War”, is an alien with many eyes on other parts of the body except for the head. It can launch super-strong high-pressure thermal energy beam attacks, multiple visions, and ultra-long-distance vision rays through the eyes on its body.
Looking at the extra alien hero in front of him, Leon felt the Omnitrix’s strong malice towards the blind hero Daredevil.
Whenever this little watch unlocks a blind hero, such as Gyoumei Sadama from “Demon Slayer” or Fujitora from “One Piece”, Leon would think it is very reasonable.
After taking a taxi back to Queens and checking into an elegant hotel called The Hill, Lyon sent a message to May Parker to let him know he was safe and then went into the bathroom. Hot water washed over his muscular back, and the lingering smell of gunpowder from the battle gradually dissipated.
Five minutes later, he emerged wrapped in a towel, his muscular upper body still beaded with water. He casually lay on his bed, scrolling through his phone. When Facebook pushed the news of the Hell’s Kitchen factory fire, he breathed a sigh of relief. “If only there were a hero like Pyro. Dealing with things like this would save a lot of worry.” A sudden flash of lightning flashed outside the window, illuminating his pensive profile.
Just as he was thinking about how to unlock his new form, his phone suddenly rang. Seeing the caller ID of “Jill” on the screen, he was slightly stunned – what could this comrade who had fought side by side with him in Raccoon City want to talk to him about now? After a moment of hesitation, he finally answered the call: “Jill?”
Leon asked first.
“Leon, where are you now?”
Jill’s mature voice came from the phone.
“I’m at the Hill Hotel in Queens. What can I do for you?”
Leon asked back.
There was silence for two seconds on the other end of the phone: “I want to talk to someone, are you alone now?”
Leon half-closed his eyes, a glint of understanding flashing in them. He glanced at the empty room and said deliberately, “No, my cousin Peter Parker is here. If you have anything to say, just talk on the phone.”
Jill sighed softly. “Okay then. I just want to ask, what are your plans for the future? Will you continue to be a police officer, or change your career?”
“I’m a little tired of this police job. I plan to find an easier job, like being a security guard.” Leon pulled a pillow behind his head. The rain outside the window was getting heavier and the sound of knocking on the glass was getting more and more rapid.
“Being a security guard?” Jill’s voice suddenly rose. “My cousin works at Stark Industries. If you’re interested, I can introduce you.”
Leon sat up suddenly, not even noticing that half of his towel had slipped off: “Really?” This opportunity not only means a stable job, but also the possibility of being exposed to Tony Stark’s high technology – maybe even unlocking more heroes in the Omnitrix.
“Of course. But…” Jill’s voice suddenly became gentle, “Is your cousin really here? I actually… want to talk to you in person.”
Leon stared at the swaying shadows of the trees on the wall, his Adam’s apple moving. His memory suddenly flashed back to the day when the Raccoon City crisis broke out.
“I’ll text you the room number.” The moment he hung up, Leon realized his palms were sweaty. He stood up and opened the closet. His only clean shirt was still tumbling in the washing machine. Finally, he threw on his towel again and smoothed his messy hair in front of the floor-length mirror. The person in the mirror had a complex expression, a mixture of anticipation and nervousness—a feeling he had never felt since awakening the Omnitrix.
An hour later, there was a knock on the door. The moment Leon opened it, the damp night breeze, carrying the scent of Jill’s jasmine perfume, blew in. She was wearing a fitted dress, her rain-soaked hair plastered to her cheeks, a uniquely charming sight. The moment their gazes met, the air seemed to freeze.
The room became extremely quiet, with only the sound of a man and a woman’s hearts beating violently. Jill, who had received an open education in the West and had an extroverted personality, could not suppress her desire and took the initiative to walk forward, hugged Leon and kissed him passionately.
Facing Jill who had come to him, Leon, as a man, would not let a woman lead him by the nose, and immediately took countermeasures against her behavior…
Outside the window, thunder rumbled, the wind howled, and raindrops hitting the windowsill made a drum-like sound.
Looking at Jill, who had a smile on her lips even when she was sleeping, Leon rubbed his eyebrows. He had never smoked before, but at this moment he really wanted to light a cigarette to calm down.
11 Zerg (Old Version)
The intense struggle late at night completely exhausted Jill and Leon’s energy. They seemed to have been drained of all their strength and fell into a deep sleep.
The moonlight outside the window quietly falls and quietly disappears. When the sunlight shines through the gaps in the curtains like golden gauze and gently fills the entire room, the two people on the bed are still immersed in sweet dreams.
If Jill’s cell phone had not suddenly rang, the shrill ringtone tearing the silence, the sleeping couple would probably have been immersed in the gentle land of dreams, sleeping all the way until sunset, and missing out on this beautiful time.
Jill slowly opened her eyes, still bleary-eyed, and rubbed her swollen head before fumbling to pick up her phone from the bedside table. The words “Natasha Romanoff” blazed across the screen, and Jill jolted awake, remembering she had to return to S.H.I.E.L.D. for special training that afternoon.
She sighed softly, glanced at Leon who was still sleeping beside her, and a gentle smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Jill answered the phone in front of Leon without hesitation. On the other end of the phone, Natasha’s voice was concise and powerful, explaining the relevant matters of special training.
Jill listened attentively, nodding occasionally in response. Finally, she said, “I’ll be right there,” and hung up. She leaned over, hugged Leon, and kissed him gently on the forehead, her eyes filled with reluctance. Then, she quickly stood up, bent over, picked up the clothes scattered on the floor, and skillfully put them on.
“Jill, are you going back to SHIELD?” Leon was also awakened by the phone ringing. He propped himself up, looked at Jill with sleepy eyes, and asked.
“That’s right. This is closed training, and it will take several days.” Jill said as she sorted her clothes. “Don’t worry about your work. You can start work at Stark Industries in a few days. Prepare well. I’m leaving now. Wait for me when I come back.”
After giving the instructions, she quickly straightened her hair and the wrinkles on her clothes in front of the mirror. After confirming that there was no problem, she opened the door and walked out.
Before leaving, she did not forget to look back and waved to Leon with a bright smile on her face, and then her figure disappeared with the sound of the door closing.
After Jill left, Leon stretched himself and got up from the bed. He walked slowly into the bathroom and turned on the shower. The warm water poured down, washing over his body and washing away the remaining sleepiness.
After taking a shower, he called the front desk using the room phone and asked for an electric iron. A short while later, the waiter brought the iron to him.
Leon skillfully ironed the wrinkled clothes he had taken off. After changing into clean and refreshing clothes, he felt his stomach rumbling.
Leon went to the hotel front desk and extended his room for another week. After leaving the hotel, he hailed a taxi. Once in the car, he deftly gave an address—a Chinese restaurant near Columbia University.
As a pure Chinese, he has tried all kinds of American fast food during his time living in the United States, but those monotonous flavors could never satisfy his taste buds.
He still misses the taste of his hometown and the familiar Chinese food. Only the rich and mellow taste can comfort his longing for his hometown.
During his four years at university, Leon learned from international students at the same university that there was an authentic Chinese restaurant near the school. Since then, to ease his homesickness, he has become a regular there.
During long vacations, he would even work part-time there as a waiter, enjoying the familiar hometown delicacies while working. That time became his most unforgettable memory in the United States.
The taxi crisscrossed the streets, and after a half-hour ride, it finally arrived at its destination. Leon paid the fare, opened the door, and got out. He looked up at the familiar sign of the Chinese restaurant, a sense of familiarity welling up in his heart, and then opened the door and walked in. The restaurant was not crowded at the moment, with only a few tables of guests, mostly fashionable international students.
Leon immediately saw the boss sitting behind the cashier. He was a Chinese overseas man in his sixties with gray hair, wearing a pair of reading glasses and an old-fashioned plaid shirt. He lowered his head and concentrated on keeping accounts with an abacus.
Sensing someone approaching, the boss looked up and his eyes met Leon’s. He was momentarily stunned, a look of surprise on his face, but the next second, a smile blossomed across his face like a spring breeze. “Long time no see, Leon!” the boss greeted warmly, standing up and extending his hand.
Leon walked up quickly, shook the boss’s hand, and responded with a smile: “Long time no see, Boss Lin, how is business recently?” At the moment when their palms touched, the Omnitrix on Leon’s left hand suddenly lit up with a strange light. The light flashed away, but Leon still captured it keenly.
At the same time, Boss Lin also noticed this strange phenomenon, and a subtle strangeness flashed in his eyes.
“Why did my little watch suddenly react? Did it break down?” Leon wondered, frowning. But he quickly adjusted his expression, regaining his gentle smile and chatting with Boss Lin.
Boss Lin quickly recovered and said with a smile, “Business is the same as before. It’s all taken care of by some foreign students. Those foreigners are not used to eating authentic Chinese food.”
The two chatted for a while near the cashier, and then Leon found a window seat in the restaurant. Less than a minute later, a young waiter came over with a bilingual English-Chinese menu. Leon looked at the menu and ordered two high-protein dishes and a bowl of rice.
The waiter took note and left. While waiting for the food to be served, Leon took out his cell phone to pass the time.
However, ten minutes passed, and Leon gradually grew bored. He stood up and walked towards the restaurant’s restroom. Once inside, he quickly closed and locked the door. The entire room was filled with the smell of disinfectant. Leon ignored all that, raising his left hand and intently examining the Omnitrix.
He gently turned the dial, and the sight before him astonished him—two new heroes had appeared in the Omnitrix: Flash Star and Sprinter. “It seems the problem isn’t with the watch, but with Boss Lin. He’s probably not an ordinary person,” Leon pondered, his eyes growing increasingly alert.
After confirming the Omnitrix’s condition, Leon pretended nothing had happened and returned to his seat. Another half hour passed before the meal finally arrived. Leon devoured the familiar hometown cuisine, his taste buds deeply satisfied. After finishing his meal, he went to the cashier to pay, and before leaving, he made a point of saying goodbye to Boss Lin.
Leon didn’t rush to get a taxi back to the hotel after leaving the restaurant. While dining, thanks to his keen anti-detection skills, he noticed that in addition to Boss Lin, two other waiters would occasionally glance in his direction, their eyes etched with a hint of quirkiness. These strange actions filled the cautious Leon with a sense of unease.
Sure enough, after leaving the restaurant, Leon saw the two waiters he’d met at the restaurant quietly following him through the reflection of a car on the roadside. To figure out their intentions, Leon decided to play the long game. He deliberately slowed down his pace, and the journey, which should have taken fifteen minutes, took twenty.
Finally, Leon arrived at a deserted lake. It was silent and serene, with only the breeze blowing across the lake, creating ripples.
Leon suddenly turned around, his eyes piercing, and happened to meet the gaze of the two female waitresses following behind him. “Tell me, you’ve been following me for so long, you’re not going to return my tip, are you?” Leon said calmly, with a hint of ridicule in his tone.
The two waitresses looked at each other and spoke at the same time, their eyes as cold as ice, looking at Leon as if a hunter was looking at his prey: “We are here to take everything from you.” As soon as the words fell, their bodies suddenly began to twist and deform, their skin gradually turned a strange green, and their bones made a teeth-grinding crackling sound.
Under Leon’s astonished gaze, the two beauties who had just had pretty faces instantly turned into two ugly green insect monsters, emitting a disgusting odor.
“These two creatures are! Zerg! I never thought monsters from special effects movies would appear here!” Leon recognized the two monsters at a glance. He knew that these Zerg possessed the terrifying ability to kill humans, mimic them, and acquire all their memories and abilities.
Judging from the appearance, these two Zerg are still in larval stage, but if they molt and become adults, they will gain Clockup’s super-fast movement ability, and then the battle will become more difficult.
Facing the approaching Zerg, Leon remained unfazed. He calmly raised his left wrist, and with a flash of dazzling green light, the Omnitrix activated, instantly transforming Leon into a four-armed overlord. His body grew tall and powerful, his four arms brimming with muscle and strength.
Leon stomped the ground hard, the force causing it to crack. The next second, he rushed between the two Zerg like a flash of black lightning. His arms swiftly extended from either side, grabbing a Zerg each. With a roar, he slammed them into the ground.
The two Zerg screamed miserably, their bodies falling heavily to the ground, only to bounce back up. Lyon bent down, his four arms like high-speed pile drivers, continuously bombarding the Zerg’s bodies.
Each blow was accompanied by a dull sound. Under such a violent attack, the alien insect’s body gradually became bloody and mangled, like a cockroach flattened by a slipper, with body fluids splattering everywhere. Finally, it was completely motionless, deader than dead.
12 Speed ​​vs. Speed ​​(Old Version)
“I think I used too much force and killed these two things. To avoid trouble, I’ll just throw them into the lake.”
Leon muttered to himself. He reached out and grabbed the two bodies. With the powerful strength given by the Omnitrix, he threw them lightly. The two bodies drew an arc and fell into the middle of the lake with a “plop”.
After dealing with the two enemies following him, Leon touched the Omnitrix symbol on his body to return to his original form, and then touched the watch again to transform into a Flash Star.
With the black mask covering his face, Leon’s figure disappeared at the lakeside of the park like a blue-black “lightning”.
Ten seconds later, in an abandoned warehouse near Columbia University, the air suddenly twisted and the Flash Star appeared. He hooked a man with his nimble tail and swung him violently, slamming him into the warehouse’s support column.
The huge impact force caused the load-bearing columns to make a “crackling” sound as they could not bear the weight, and the concrete on the surface peeled off, revealing the twisted steel structure inside.
The man who was thrown away had a strange light on his body after the impact. His original human appearance quickly faded, revealing his true appearance – a gray-brown, fly-like alien insect.
“No wonder you became the boss of two waiters. It turns out you are a molted insect.”
Lyon looked at the gray-brown, fly-like alien insects in front of him, and his eyes gradually became cold.
He already knew that during the time he hadn’t visited the Chinese restaurant since graduating from college, Boss Lin had been killed and replaced by alien insects.
“It seems that my men have been killed by you. I didn’t expect that you are also an alien creature! Leon! I really underestimated you!” The fly alien insect made a sharp and piercing sound, and the sound was like countless sharp needles scratching the eardrum, which was very irritating.
Although Leon looked like a member of the Kinna Flash Mob, the fly-insects, whose IQ was no less than that of humans, guessed Leon’s identity through what he said.
“It’s too late now that you realize you underestimated me. You’re already on my kill list, you bastard!” Leon sneered, and before he finished speaking, he and the alien insect entered the extreme speed state at the same time.
The air in the warehouse vibrated violently due to their high-speed movement, the shelves were overturned by the airflow, and dust flew all over the sky.
In terms of speed, the adult version of Flash Star transformed by Leon has more advantages. Although his speed is not as fast as Ben who could patrol the entire earth in 3 seconds during the Ben 10000 period, his speed is faster than Ben who has not yet reached adulthood.
In terms of strength and defense, the Flash Star was far inferior to the Zerg in front of it. Its hard shell was almost unscathed in the collision with Leon, and Leon could feel the pain from the recoil after each attack.
Two seconds passed, and despite Leon’s relentless attacks, the Zerg remained vigorous. Time seemed to stretch exceptionally long in the fierce battle, and every second was filled with tension and danger.
Leon began to think of a countermeasure in his mind. He considered switching to other more powerful heroic forms, but he was worried that the moment of transformation, the alien insects would have a chance to escape.
“Think quickly! A speedster versus a tough enemy!” Lyon nimbly dodged the Zerg’s attacks while slapping his head. Suddenly, a plan to kill someone with a borrowed knife emerged in his mind.
He suddenly started to speed up and began to circle around the alien insects.
He suddenly accelerated, his figure spinning rapidly around the Zerg. The air was stirred, making a whistling sound, and a powerful tornado gradually formed. The tornado was like a solid cage, trapping the Zerg within. Leon controlled the tornado, enveloping the Zerg and sprinting out of the abandoned factory, toward the secret passage of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Two and a half minutes later, a tornado burst into S.H.I.E.L.D. without warning. Alarms blared throughout the base, and red warning lights flashed continuously. Within half a minute, a group of agents, led by Hawkeye, quickly surrounded them. Agents led by Hawkeye surrounded them.
Seeing this, Leon immediately stopped spinning, used his tail to swing the dizzy Zerg into the middle of the crowd, and then hid in a corner where the agents could hardly notice at an extremely fast speed.
The agents stared at the hideous monster before them. At Hawkeye’s command, they all raised their weapons, capable of unleashing powerful voltages. The currents entangled the Zerg like silver chains, and with a painful roar, the Zerg was stunned.
“You actually chose to capture him alive instead of killing him directly. You’re really something, SHIELD. I can’t let you send experimental materials to Hydra for nothing.” Leon hid in the dark, a sneer on his face.
He knew that once the Zerg fell into the hands of Hydra, it would bring an even greater disaster. So, he once again used his speed advantage, taking advantage of the moment when the SHIELD agents relaxed their vigilance, and passed by like a ghost, taking the Zerg away from under their noses.
When the agents reacted, they saw only an empty floor, their faces filled with shock and bewilderment. They looked at each other, then at the experienced Hawkeye. “There’s no point looking at me one by one. Let’s check the surveillance. I don’t know what’s going on. I’ve never encountered anything like this before.” Hawkeye shook his head helplessly and led the group to S.H.I.E.L.D.’s main control room.
At that moment, Director Nick Fury was already reviewing the surveillance footage. His brow furrowed, his eyes fixed intently on the screen. As numerous agents poured into the control room, he decisively dispersed them, leaving only Hawkeye to investigate the cause of the “intruder’s” disappearance.
Nick Fury, relying on the sharp intuition of the “King of Secret Agents,” repeatedly slowed down the surveillance video. A blurry figure flashed across the screen, carrying off the Zerg. “This guy must be a speedster, but looking at this blurry image, it’s impossible to tell whether the other intruder is a bug monster or a humanoid,” Hawkeye observed, staring at the screen.
“I’ll ask the technical team to try and see if they can find out the appearance of this creature. Let’s leave it at that for now.” Nick Fury glanced at Hawkeye. After the other party understood his hint and left the control room, he sat alone in front of the screen and watched the video over and over again, his eyes full of thought and vigilance.
Elsewhere, Leon, after leaving S.H.I.E.L.D. with the Zerg, fled to a deserted seashore. He used the Omnitrix again, transforming into Arash. Magic gathered in his hand, forming an arrow shimmering with mysterious light. He drew the bowstring to full length, aimed at the Zerg, and the arrow shot out like a meteor, piercing the Zerg’s body with pinpoint accuracy.
The alien insect let out a shrill scream, collapsed to the ground, and died.
Lyon threw the Zerg’s corpse into the sea and watched it being swallowed by the surging waves, then he felt relieved.
In order to prevent the Zerg from disguising themselves as humans and triggering a crisis of trust like the Skrulls invading Earth, Leon knocked out the people in the restaurant and then used the DNA scanning function of the Omnitrix to confirm their identities.
Afterwards, Leon transformed back into the Flash Star and returned to the Chinese restaurant. To prevent Zerg from disguising themselves as humans and triggering a crisis of trust similar to the Skrull invasion of Earth, he carefully knocked out everyone in the restaurant one by one.
Then, he activated the Omnitrix’s DNA scanning function and carefully confirmed everyone’s identity. After confirming that there were no Zerg, he deleted the restaurant’s surveillance video, took away the memory card, and also took the money from the cash register and the phone that “Boss Lin” had left on the table.
After dealing with all this, Leon found a secluded place to transform back into a human and took a taxi to Peter Parker’s home in Queens.
At this time, schools in the United States had already been over, and Peter had returned home. He was cutting his pajamas with scissors in his room, preparing to make his own battle uniform.
“Hey, Peter.” Leon walked into the room and looked at his cousin busy at work. He took out three hundred dollars from his pocket and handed it to him. “This is your pocket money to support you in making the battle uniform.”
Peter widened his eyes and pointed at himself with an expression of disbelief: “Is this really for me, cousin Leon?”
“I’m not giving this to you for free. Please lend me your computer. I need to use it to look up information about a criminal.” Leon nodded with a smile, leaving Peter who was still in a daze, and walked straight to the computer desk and sat down.
Ten minutes later, with his excellent computer skills, Leon successfully cracked the phone of “Boss Lin”. He leaned back in his chair and began to carefully check the chat records and various messages in the phone.
As expected, the phone contained chat records with other Zerg disguised as humans. Looking at these messages, Leon rubbed his temples, a look of fatigue on his face.
“It seems that I’ve been busy lately.”
Leon sighed, then used the memo on his phone to record the information about these alien insects disguised as humans.
[Chapter 10: I’ve violated the rules and have been banned. Wait until the ban is lifted… Give me some free flowers! ???]13 Spider vs. Spider (Old Version)
New York City, shrouded in torrential rain, seemed particularly oppressive under the cover of night. Dark clouds rolled in, completely obscuring the moonlight. A fierce wind, carrying the rain, raged fiercely, causing billboards on the streets to creak in the wind. Pedestrians hurried along, eager to escape the sudden downpour.
In half a night, Leon compiled a list through the information in his “mobile phone” and with the extraordinary speed of a flash star, he arrived outside the enemy’s house in advance to wait.
He was agile and moved between buildings like a ghost, leaving no trace. When his target appeared, he quickly transformed into Arash, holding a bow and arrow, with a sharp and cold look in his eyes.
The bow and arrow seemed to come alive in his hands. With precise aim, the arrow flew through the air, instantly piercing the enemy’s head. Every movement was clean and neat, without a trace of drag, as if he had long been accustomed to such battles.
After dealing with these guys, Leon transformed into a Flash Star again and took the body to an abandoned factory in the suburbs.
It was a dilapidated place, overgrown with weeds, and exuded a rotten smell, making it a perfect place to dispose of corpses.
He expertly doused the body with gasoline, then without hesitation, pulled out his lighter and set it ablaze. A blazing flame instantly erupted, illuminating his stern face and gradually devouring the traces of his sin. Watching the blaze before him, Leon tossed his boss’s phone into the flames, then turned and left without a single lingering thought or emotion.
The Zerg crisis had come to an end for Leon, but it didn’t stop him from relaxing. For the next week, during the day, Leon either slept to recover from the fatigue of the battle, or studied the bones he’d looted from the gang, trying to uncover the secrets within.
When night falls and the city is shrouded in darkness, he will transform into a flash mob star and silently escort Ben Parker home. He hides in the dark, vigilantly observing every move around him, like a silent guardian, to prevent Ben Parker from any accidents.
With his sponsorship, Peter’s life also ushered in a huge change. With his own ingenuity, Peter finally made a battle suit and successfully made a spider silk launcher.
From then on, every night, when Ben Parker and May Parker fell asleep, Peter would put on his homemade battle suit and sneak out of the house.
He is like a curious and passionate “Tarzan”, shuttling between the skyscrapers in New York. Although he doesn’t quite know how to truly become a hero, he has already started his own “adventure journey”, going out as a “sneaker” every night, feeling the novelty and excitement brought by having super powers.
As the saying goes, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. Peter was immersed in his new superpowers, full of confidence and enthusiasm.
In order to help Peter improve his record and calm his spirit, Lyon decided to give this young man a “surprise”.
It was late at night, and Mr. and Mrs. Ben Parker had already gone to bed. After Peter climbed out of the second-floor window, Leon followed him all the way to the top floor of a building.
Peter stood high above, overlooking the bustling yet mysterious city of New York. The cyberpunk-like landscape took on a unique charm in the night, with flashing neon lights and a bustling flow of traffic. Everything filled Peter with a sense of exhilaration and awe. Completely absorbed in the beauty before him, he relaxed his guard, unaware of the approaching danger.
At this moment, Leon, who had just finished charging his watch, suddenly transformed into a spider monkey. His body shape changed dramatically, with blue hair growing all over his body and a long, powerful tail. He looked strange and intimidating.
He shot out spider webs from his tail, which rushed towards Peter like lightning, instantly sticking Peter to the glass wall.
Although Peter had a spider sense that warned him, he was immersed in the scenery and was not vigilant, so he was easily hit by the spider web shot by Leon.
“It’s an enemy attack!” Peter shouted in horror. He looked around, his eyes full of panic. He tried to break free from the restraints while looking for the culprit who attacked him.
However, apart from the whistling wind and the hustle and bustle of the city, there were no signs of anything unusual around him, which made him feel even more uneasy and frightened.
“Hahahaha! Hello, New Yorkers’ friendly neighbor—Spider-Man!” Leon, transformed into the Spider-Monkey, suddenly appeared above Peter’s head. His shrill voice echoed in the night sky, full of teasing and provocation.
Peter was startled by the sudden sound. He looked up and saw the spider monkey’s strange face, and his fear became even greater.
“What kind of monster are you! Why are you attacking me!” Peter looked at Leon’s weird appearance, and the young face under the mask was full of horror.
Although he has acquired powerful super powers, his mind is still that of a teenager who has just entered high school. Faced with such a sudden threat, he instinctively feels afraid.
“Monster! You actually said I’m a monster? You, a freak swinging between buildings in pajamas, are more like a monster!” Leon roared into Peter’s ears in a sharp voice, making Peter’s ears buzz.
Then he slapped Peter’s face hard with his tail. Peter felt a burning pain on his face instantly, which made him more clearly aware of the dangerous situation he was in.
Feeling the sharp pain on his face, Peter realized that he had said the wrong thing. He tried hard to suppress the small flame in his heart, forced himself to calm down, looked at Leon’s face, and asked: “Brother! Calm down! I apologize for what I said just now, but why did you attack me?”
At this moment, Peter quickly calmed down. He understood that in this situation, anger would only make things worse.
“Because I think you are trying to steal my thunder! My name is Spider Monkey! Your name is Spider-Man!” Leon replied angrily, his tone full of dissatisfaction and jealousy.
When Peter heard that the other party attacked him because they had the same name as him, he couldn’t help but roll his eyes under the mask, and secretly felt that this reason was a bit ridiculous.
“I don’t mean to steal your thunder! Spider-Monkey, the name Spider-Man was given to me by my cousin based on my abilities. Our names just happen to be similar.” Peter adjusted his mentality, looked at Leon patiently and explained, hoping to resolve this inexplicable conflict.
“I accept your apology, Spider-Man! But I have one request, and that is that you become my little brother!” Leon pretended to think, shaking his head a few times, and then tore the spider web that trapped Peter with his bare hands. His movements seemed casual, but they were full of power, as if he was showing Peter how powerful he was.
“Be your little brother! It’s not impossible. Can you teach me how to be a hero?” Seeing that the other party was so easy to talk to and had no intention of killing him, Peter took over the conversation and continued.
His eyes were full of anticipation. For him, becoming a hero has always been his dream, and the mysterious spider monkey in front of him might be able to help him realize this dream.
“You’re quite the hero?” Leon asked, frowning, a hint of confusion and surprise in his eyes. His original plan was to surprise Peter and engage him in a fight, to teach this ignorant brat a lesson. However, he hadn’t expected Peter to respond so kindly after being slapped. Faced with this anti-scripted situation, he had no choice but to continue acting.
“Yes, I want to be a hero.” Peter nodded quickly, his tone firm and full of desire. His eyes gleamed with a longing and yearning for the path of a hero.
“Then you’ve asked the right person! Back on my planet, I’m a hero who saved the world!” Leon grinned and pointed upward. Peter instantly understood that this strange creature before him was from a distant alien planet. This discovery intensified Peter’s curiosity, and at the same time, he placed his trust in Leon’s words.
“Are you an alien?” Peter asked the first question as he looked at the strange appearance of the Spider Monkey. His heart was filled with questions. He had so much he wanted to know about this mysterious creature that had suddenly appeared.
“I’m from Arakana, a planet outside our solar system,” Leon replied with a hint of pride. Peter’s eyes widened at his response, his curiosity and shock growing even more intense.
“From a planet outside our solar system! How did you get to Earth? In a spaceship? Are you here for tourism? Or did you accidentally get here in some space disaster?” Peter’s eyes widened, his chatty nature exposed. He peppered him with questions, eager to learn all of Leon’s secrets.
“This is a personal matter. I don’t want to tell you so much about this Earthling. Also, you’ve digressed! If you want to be a hero, you must be prepared! Once you embark on this path, you’re bound to lose something! It could be your job, your family, or even your life. Can you give up everything for the sake of justice, Spider-Man?”
As Leon spoke, his expression couldn’t help but become serious. His eyes revealed a heavy look that came from years of experience, as if these words were the result of countless experiences.
After hearing Leon’s words, Peter fell silent. He was just a young man with a dream of being a hero, and he had never thought about being a hero in such a complicated way.
In his imagination, a hero is someone who possesses superpowers, helps others, and enjoys people’s admiration and praise. However, he now understands that the road to becoming a hero is full of hardships and sacrifices.
Seeing Peter avoiding his gaze and not daring to look him in the eye, Leon sighed and said, “I shouldn’t ask you this question. You’re still too young. If you want to be a hero, start with the simplest things. From stopping a bully to stopping a crime, and then to fighting super-powered criminals, step by step.”
Leon patted Peter on the shoulder, said this, and then shot out a spider silk that stuck to another building and disappeared into the night. His figure quickly disappeared in the darkness, leaving Peter standing there alone, deep in thought.
“One step at a time? It seems like being a hero takes hard work.” Peter muttered to himself. When he finally untied the knot in his heart and looked up, he found that the blue figure had disappeared, leaving him alone on the top floor of the building. He looked in the direction where Leon had disappeared, his eyes gradually becoming firm.
“Has that capricious Spider-Monkey left? Then? Your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man is here! Citizens of New York!” Peter shouted, raised one hand, shot spider silk towards the opposite building, and began to swing through the streets and alleys, looking for criminals.
His heart is filled with strength and determination. Although he knows the road ahead is full of challenges, he is ready and bravely embarks on his own heroic journey.
Elsewhere, after leaving, Leon turned into a flash mob star and returned directly to the hotel. He lay on the bed in the hotel, a smile on his face.
He believes that if Peter had listened to him, even if he hadn’t experienced Ben Parker’s death, he would have embarked on the destined path and become the Spider-Man he knew. In this city full of unknowns and challenges, a new hero is quietly rising.
14 The Origin of Bones (Old Version)
The night is like thick ink, covering the city. Deep in the deserted alleys, shadows are like lurking beasts, hiding unknown secrets.
Spider-Man Peter Parker roams the streets, clad in his signature red and blue suit. Like a nimble spider, he weaves between tall buildings and narrow alleyways. The silk threads of his web slice through the night sky, making a gentle swishing sound – the distinct sound of his footsteps in the city.
Suddenly, the sound of fighting not far away shattered the tranquility of the night, mixed with the muffled thud of fists and feet colliding and the clash of metal weapons. Curiosity piqued, Spider-Man unhesitatingly shot out his spider silk, swinging towards the source of the sound.
The spider silk drew graceful arcs in the air, and his figure moved quickly in the moonlight. After passing through two winding alleys, he finally arrived at the fighting scene.
Spider-Man’s heart tightened at the sight before him. A man in red was surrounded by a group of masked men in black ninja costumes.
These masked men, armed with sharp weapons, had fierce and ruthless eyes, and their attacks were swift and fierce. Although the man in red was in danger, he was very agile. With his excellent fighting skills, he constantly dodged the enemy’s attacks while looking for opportunities to counterattack.
“Daredevil! Why is he alone? No! I must help him!” Spider-Man recognized at a glance that the man in red was the street hero Daredevil.
Although blind, he has extraordinary sensory abilities and can perceive everything around him through sound, smell and air flow. On the streets of New York, he has been guarding the justice of the city in his own way.
Seeing Daredevil in such a precarious position, Spider-Man didn’t hesitate. He immediately unleashed a web of silk, precisely catching a ninja’s back. Using the silk’s elasticity, he exerted force with both arms, hurling the ninja towards his companion. Inertia sent the two ninjas flying like kites with their strings cut, crashing into the wall with a dull thud and then falling unconscious.
“Hey! Friends! I think you should stop! Because our friendly neighborhood Spider-Man is here to help Daredevil. If you don’t want to get hurt, get out of here!” After defeating two enemies, Spider-Man shouted triumphantly, his voice echoing in the quiet alley. He thought these words would intimidate the ninjas and make them retreat, but the next second, the ninjas turned around, their eyes burning with anger, and stared at Spider-Man fiercely.
Then, they all threw extremely sharp shurikens at him. The shurikens drew cold streaks in the air and flew towards Spider-Man at an extremely fast speed.
Spider-Man’s spider sense instantly sent out a strong warning. Having suffered a loss at the hands of the Spider Monkey, he had an early warning reaction.
With his nimble agility, he reacted quickly, his body twirling and darting through the air. He ducked to dodge incoming shurikens, then sidestepped to avoid a hidden weapon launched from the side. His movements were fluid, as if he were one with the danger. Each dodge was perfectly timed, perfectly avoiding every attack.
Realizing these ninjas truly intended to kill him, Spider-Man’s vigilance and fighting spirit were fully aroused. He quickly shot out silk threads from both hands, which latched onto a nearby trash can. After taking a deep breath, he exerted all his strength and hurled the trash can toward the ninjas.
The trash can arced through the air and slammed down on the ninjas. With a loud bang and screams, more than half of the ninjas on the field were gone in an instant.
Daredevil couldn’t see the scene before him, but from the change in the sound, he knew someone was helping him. He immediately braced himself, using his keen senses to determine the enemy’s position and launch a fierce counterattack. With the tacit cooperation of Spider-Man and Daredevil, the remaining ninjas were quickly dispatched, and the battle was finally over.
“It seems that I am quite powerful. What do you think, Daredevil?” Spider-Man held his forehead with his hand, pretending to be tired, wiping away the non-existent sweat, and said to Daredevil with a bit of pride and ridicule in his tone.
Daredevil heard Spider-Man’s voice. Although he couldn’t see him, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the voice. His tone was full of sincere gratitude: “Thank you for your help. If I heard correctly, your name is Spider-Man, right?”
“Yes, I am Spider-Man, a friendly neighbor of New Yorkers.” Spider-Man nodded vigorously and emphasized his name again, fearing that Daredevil would forget it.
“Spider-Man, I remember your name. You can leave now. I will take care of the remaining mess.” Daredevil’s tone was flat and calm. From his words, it can be heard that he did not want to have too much contact with Spider-Man. It seemed that he had his own plans and concerns.
“Can you do it alone? How are you going to handle all these people here? And who are these ninjas? Why are they attacking you?” Spider-Man looked at Daredevil with concern, a string of questions pouring out of his mouth like a cannonball. His small mouth, which couldn’t spit out spider silk, seemed to have turned into a non-stop machine gun, filled with worry for Daredevil and curiosity about the truth of the incident.
Daredevil sensed Spider-Man’s eagerness to help, but he knew the danger of the situation. He sighed, as if struggling internally, before finally deciding to reveal some information: “By helping me today, you’ve already gotten yourself involved in this matter. These guys are from an organization called the Hand, and they’re attacking me because they think I’m stealing their deal.”
“Bones? They beat you up for a bone?” Spider-Man widened his eyes in surprise, his face full of disbelief.
“This bone is not what you imagined. According to my investigation, that bone is the bone of a dragon in Eastern legend.” Daredevil’s voice was low and serious, as if he was telling a shocking secret.
“Dragon bones! There are actually dragons in this world. But I just saw aliens, so it seems reasonable to explain the existence of dragons in this world. So did you take their things? Daredevil.” Spider-Man muttered to himself for a few words, then turned his gaze to Daredevil and asked expectantly.
“Of course I didn’t take it. When I arrived, the thing had already been taken away by another guy. The Hand didn’t know what exactly happened that day. They only knew that I was seen near the transaction site, so they blamed me.” Daredevil retorted firmly, with a hint of helplessness on his face.
“Then do you know what that guy looks like? Let’s go find him together, take the things back, and return them to the Hand so that they won’t continue to bother you.” Spider-Man thought about it and excitedly proposed a method that he thought could help Daredevil solve the problem, with anticipation shining in his eyes.
“You should go to the hospital and get your brain checked. I really regret telling you this.” Daredevil resisted the urge to rush up and teach the chatterbox Spider-Man a lesson, and said unhappily, “Even though he took the thing, it’s a good thing it didn’t fall into the hands of the Hand. The Hand is a dangerous assassin organization, you know? Our goal now is not to find that guy, but to deal with the Hand and prevent them from getting the dragon bone.”
“I’m sorry, Daredevil, this is my first time participating in something like this, and I don’t have much experience. Why don’t you just tell me what to do?” Looking at Daredevil’s face that turned red with helplessness, Spider-Man touched the back of his head embarrassedly like a child who had done something wrong, his eyes full of apology.
“Go home and rest first. I can handle this myself. Just pretend I never told you a thing.” Daredevil sighed again, bent down to pick up the blind stick on the ground, and walked into the darkness without looking back. His figure gradually blended into the night, as if it had become one with the darkness.
Spider-Man watched Daredevil’s retreating figure, his face showing a dejected expression. He lowered his head, feeling somewhat lost. But he quickly cheered himself up: “Come on, Peter! Daredevil says he doesn’t need you, but he does need your help!” He took a deep breath for two seconds, and after some self-praise, he was filled with fighting spirit again, and a determined light rekindled in his eyes.
Half an hour later, in his hotel room, Lyon, lying on his bed playing with his phone, suddenly received a message from Peter. He learned in detail about Peter’s thrilling experiences that night, including his encounter with the Spider-Monkey, his battle alongside Daredevil, and the story of the mysterious dragon bone.
“I didn’t expect that this bone is actually a dragon bone. But what is the use of this bone? It’s worth a killer organization fighting for it?” After chatting with Peter, Leon threw down his phone, his heart full of curiosity and confusion.
He walked to the safe, opened it carefully, took out the mysterious dragon bone, and examined it carefully in his hands. The surface of the dragon bone was smooth and milky white, and under the light, it exuded a mysterious luster.
“Does it need a drop of blood to work, just like what is written in fantasy novels?” Lyon suddenly had an idea, and an impulse surged in his heart.
He took the dragon bone to the bathroom, pulled a folding knife from his pocket, and without hesitation, sliced ​​his index finger. Bright red blood slowly flowed out, and he dripped it onto the bone. As the blood and bone came into contact, something magical happened.
The originally milky white bone suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light, which became stronger and stronger, illuminating the entire bathroom. The next second, the bone turned into a stream of light and penetrated into Leon’s body through the wound.
In an instant, Leon felt his whole body become warm, and an extremely comfortable feeling spread from deep within his body, as if he was wrapped in warm sunshine.
This comfortable feeling made him close his eyes, quietly feeling the changes in his body. The warm feeling lasted for about a minute, then gradually disappeared. Instead, a cool air flowed slowly through his body, and the air seemed to have life, weaving through the body’s meridians.
“This bone is indeed a good thing. My body is full of strength. Could this airflow be the ‘qi’?” Leon slowly opened his eyes, his eyes full of surprise and excitement.
He tried to direct the airflow within him to his fist, then threw a powerful punch into the air. With a whoosh, his fist, like a rammer coated in iron sand, blew through the air with a whistling sound, stirring the surrounding air as if stirred by the punch.
Such a huge change was unbelievable to Leon. He felt that even if he didn’t transform, he would have enough strength to kill a tiger.
15 Stark Industries (Old Version)
The early morning sunlight in New York slanted across Times Square, carving the streets into geometric patterns of light and dark. Lyon sat by the French window of a corner café, the steam rising from his latte forming tiny droplets of condensation on the glass.
After the miraculous transformation brought about by the dragon bone last night, his skin glowed with a healthy luster, even the fatigue was swept away, and his whole body seemed to be injected with new vitality.
The crisp doorbell rang, breaking the silence of the cafe. Two Caucasian beauties with shoulder-length hair walked in side by side.
Natasha, who was walking in front, had a flamboyant red short hair and a black miniskirt that outlined her graceful curves. The top two buttons of her white shirt were casually open, revealing her collarbone. Jill, who was behind her, was wearing a beige dress. The gentle light color formed a sharp contrast with Natasha, but it also couldn’t hide the subtle heroic spirit on her body.
It’s hard to imagine that these two fashionable and beautiful women are elite agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.
“Leon, I’m sorry to have kept you waiting.” Natasha walked to the table in her stilettos, elegantly pulled out a chair and sat down, placing her black crocodile leather handbag on the table. “Hawkeye asked me to give this to you.” She pulled a plain white envelope from her bag and pushed it towards Leon. “That guy received an urgent mission early this morning, and before he left, he gave him a lot of instructions, saying that there was compensation inside, and the password was written on a slip of paper inside the envelope.”
“Thank you so much, Natasha.” Leon reached out to take the envelope, his fingertips briefly touching her cool fingers. The small, battered watch under the table suddenly vibrated slightly, and this subtle change made him feel something.
I didn’t have any physical contact with Natasha last time I was at S.H.I.E.L.D., and now I’m just making up for that “regret”.
“It’s a small matter.” Natasha took a sip of the American coffee brought by the waiter, and glanced at Leon casually. “I heard from Jill that you plan to apply for the security guard position at Stark Industries this afternoon?”
Leon tightened his grip on the coffee cup slightly, but maintained a natural smile on his face: “Yes, I think that job is suitable for me. What, is there a problem?” He was secretly puzzled. He had only mentioned the job search casually, but he didn’t expect Natasha to be so concerned about it.
“Actually, I want to ask you for a favor.” Natasha put down her coffee cup, her expression suddenly becoming serious, her blue eyes staring straight at Leon, “Protect Tony Stark.”
“Protect Iron Man?” Leon almost choked on his coffee and looked at her in disbelief. “He’s a superhero wearing armor and can fly into the sky and hide in the ground. He needs a little security guard like me to protect him?” He instinctively wanted to refuse. The waters behind S.H.I.E.L.D. and Stark Industries are too complicated. He just wanted to find a stable job and didn’t want to be involved in these complicated disputes.
“You won’t even do me a small favor?” Natasha pretended to be hurt and nudged Jill with her elbow. “Hawkeye and I went through so much trouble to rescue you from such a dangerous place, and now you won’t even do me a small favor? Jill, the person you’re looking up to is truly heartless.”
“Leon, our mission actually has nothing to do with you. You just need to do your job well and cooperate with our actions. Don’t put too much pressure on yourself.”
Jill glanced at Natasha and said to Leon with a smile.
After hearing what the two women said, Leon glanced at them and was caught in a dilemma. He did owe SHIELD a life-saving favor, but protecting Iron Man was something he knew would be troublesome.
If anything went wrong, with his limited abilities, he wouldn’t even be able to protect himself without transforming. But seeing Jill and Natasha’s expectant eyes, he finally sighed, “Okay, I promise to help you this time. But let me be frank: if I’m ever in danger, I won’t risk my life.”
“A wise choice!” Natasha immediately smiled with satisfaction and pulled out a work ID from her bag. It had Leon’s photo on it and the information field already filled out. “Congratulations! From now on, you’re a full-fledged employee of Stark Industries. Jill and I are assistants to President Pepper Potts, and we’ll be colleagues from now on.”
Leon looked at the certificate in his hand and forced a smile: “It seems that you have planned it long ago. I was ‘kidnapped’ to join the company.”
“Don’t say that, this is a rare opportunity.” Natasha blinked and drank the rest of the coffee. “See you at Stark Industries this afternoon, remember to be on time.” After that, she and Jill got up and left. The sound of high heels tapping on the ground gradually faded away, leaving only Leon sitting there, looking at the envelope and documents in his hand, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.
After leaving the cafe, Leon went to the bank first. The sight of “200,000$” on the ATM screen made his heart race. Such a large sum of money seemed astronomical to him. “S.H.I.E.L.D. is truly wealthy,” he muttered to himself, putting his card away. With this money, he could stop worrying about money for a while.
To make commuting easier, he visited a nearby motorcycle shop. A matte-black used motorcycle caught his eye. It was in 99% new condition and within his budget. After completing the paperwork, he climbed aboard, the roar of the engine making his blood boil.
That afternoon, Leon, dressed in a sharp suit, rode his motorcycle to the Stark Industries building. After parking, he consulted the floor plan Jill had sent him and found the security department. As soon as he entered the office, a burly man with a bright smile came up to him.
“You are Leon Parker, right? I’m Happy Hogan, just call me Happy.” Happy stretched out his thick palm and shook Leon’s hand tightly. The enthusiasm made Leon a little uncomfortable.
Seeing Happy’s enthusiasm, Leon began to wonder. Based on his knowledge of Marvel plots, Happy wasn’t the type to be so welcoming to newcomers. “Mr. Happy, nice to meet you. Excuse me, do you know Jill?” he asked tentatively.
“Of course I know her! Jill is Pepper’s cousin, and we’ve known each other for several years.” Happy’s answer made Leon suddenly realize. No wonder his job was so smooth, it turned out to be this relationship.
“So that’s how it is. I never thought that one day I would be able to become someone with connections.” Leon couldn’t help but complain in his heart.
“Okay, enough small talk.” Happy patted Leon’s shoulder. “Next, I’ll take you to familiarize yourself with the company environment. By the way, get ready for a business trip to Morocco with the boss next Tuesday.”
“A business trip? I’m going right after I started working?” Leon looked at Happy in surprise. This development was completely beyond his expectations.
“Don’t worry, I think you can do it.” Happy grinned, “Just think of it as a trip at public expense. I won’t treat my own people badly.”
Under Happy’s guidance, Leon began to familiarize himself with this futuristic building. From the high-tech laboratories to the heavily guarded confidential areas, every place was an eye-opener for him.
Although it was a pity that he couldn’t meet Iron Man Tony Stark, there was still a long way to go. With this position, he would be able to have physical contact with Tony one day.
16 Morocco Trip (Old Version)
In the blink of an eye, the gears of time had quietly turned, and it was Tuesday of the following week. Ten thousand meters above the sky, a special plane from New York to Morocco cut through the clouds, flying smoothly.
Inside the cabin, Leon, wearing an eye mask, lazily lounged on the soft seat, trying to seize this moment of tranquility to recharge his batteries. Next to him sat Jill, dressed in a sharp professional suit. Her refined makeup and well-matched attire embodied the sophistication and elegance of a professional woman.
Jill inadvertently caught a glimpse of the heavy dark circles under Leon’s eyes, like a pair of striking panda eyes. Her curiosity was instantly aroused, and she couldn’t help but ask with concern: “Leon, you seem very sleepy. Didn’t you sleep well last night?”
Leon slowly pulled open a corner of the eye mask, revealing his slightly tired eyes. He glanced at Jill’s lightly made-up face, and his voice was full of fatigue: “Something happened last night, and I was busy until the early morning, so I didn’t sleep well.” After that, he pulled down the eye mask again, trying to block out the outside light and continue to rest.
In fact, last night’s experience was thrilling. Ben Parker worked overtime very late for work, and Lyon waited outside silently all night out of concern.
It was his persistence and protection that saved Ben Parker from a tragic death at the hands of criminals, as in the comics. Thinking of this, Leon couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief, and at the same time, he became more determined to protect the people who mattered to him.
Seeing this, Jill said softly, “Then I won’t disturb you, you can continue to sleep.” After that, she gently got up, changed her position, and sat next to Natasha.
The cabin returned to silence again, with only the roar of the plane’s engine echoing in my ears.
Time passed quietly in silence. Nine hours later, the special plane slowly landed at the airport in Morocco. As the group stepped out of the cabin, they were greeted by the long-awaited reception car.
The car drove smoothly on the streets of Morocco, the exotic scenery outside the window passed by quickly, and finally, they arrived at the local five-star hotel.
Check-in, luggage storage, and dinner all went smoothly. After dinner, the men and women went their separate ways.
At Tony’s suggestion, he, Leon, and Happy went to the hotel gym. As the personal bodyguards on this trip, Leon and Happy naturally had to accompany their boss Tony to do some post-meal exercise to help him digest his food while also ensuring his safety.
Inside the gym, the equipment is fully equipped, and bright lights illuminate the entire space. Tony Stark, sporting his signature mustache, dons boxing gloves and a hood, looking like a newly crowned champion, full of energy and vigor.
He jumped excitedly, waving his fists, his eyes full of a desire to challenge, and asked Leon and Happy: “Which of you two will practice with me? I’ve been watching fighting games and learning boxing lately!”
When Happy heard Tony wanted to box him, alarm bells immediately went off. His eyes rolled around, and he quickly nudged Leon beside him with his elbow, winked, and said, “Um… go play with Tony, Leon.”
Leon looked at Happy helplessly and responded in a low voice: “Happy, are you sure you want me to play with the boss? I tend to be heavy-handed and it would be bad if I hurt the boss.” In his opinion, with Happy’s thick fat body, it would not be a big problem if he went up to take a few punches. Obviously, he was more suitable to be a “sparring partner”.
However, Leon and Happy’s whispers naturally didn’t escape Tony’s sharp eyes. He frowned, raised his fist and pointed at Leon, with a hint of provocation in his tone: “It’s you, Asian boy. I think your name is Leon Parker, right? Come up and play with me.”
Leon looked Tony straight in the eyes and said, “Are you sure, Boss? If I go up to play with you, I won’t show mercy just because you are my boss.” There was confidence and determination in his words, and he didn’t try to please the other party because of his identity.
These words undoubtedly aroused Tony’s competitive spirit. He smiled confidently and said, “Since you say so, then I will definitely compete with you. I want to see if your tone of voice is worthy of your strength.”
Seeing this, Lyon had an idea and a faint smile appeared on his face. While putting on his boxing gloves, he said, “How about we make a bet, Mr. Stark? If I win, I won’t object to you asking me to do anything in the future. If you lose, how about giving me a raise?” His proposal instantly added a bit of fun to the boxing match that was about to begin.
Tony raised his eyebrows when he heard this, then turned to Happy who was standing beside him and asked, “How much is his current salary?”
“Eight thousand dollars,” Happy answered truthfully.
Tony stroked his stubbled chin and said with a smile, “Only 8,000? If you’re really capable of beating me, for the sake of fairness in the bet, how about I raise your salary to 80,000 a month?”
“Deal.” Leon agreed without hesitation, a glint of excitement in his eyes. He quickly took off his shoes, and with movements smoother than a “Dongguanzi”, he easily stepped over the fence, leaped onto the ring, and stood opposite Tony.
“Happy, you can act as the referee next to us.” Tony ordered, then retreated to the other side, put on professional fighting moves, his eyes full of fighting spirit.
Happy received the order, but his heart was filled with worry. He looked at the confident Tony, then at the skilled Leon, and silently prayed in his heart that Leon would be gentler and not let his boss get hurt.
“Match!” Happy raised his hand and swung it down. As his voice rang out, Tony took the lead. He paced slowly, approaching Leon, seemingly testing his opponent’s strength, and hesitated to launch an attack.
Seeing this, Leon decided not to wait any longer. His eyes flashed, and he moved as fast as lightning, kicking Tony in the leg with lightning speed. Before Tony could react, he was tripped by the sudden kick and fell heavily to the ground on the ring.
“Oh!!! Tony! Are you okay?” Seeing this, Happy’s face turned pale instantly. He quickly ran onto the ring at the speed of a 100-meter sprint and helped Tony up.
Tony supported Happy’s body and slowly stood up, his eyes full of shock and admiration. He looked at Leon in disbelief and said, “What a fast speed! Boy, what did you do before? Even professional boxers don’t have such good skills.”
Leon replied calmly, “I became a police officer after graduating from college.”
“Police? Jarvis! Help me check this guy’s information!” Tony’s face was full of disbelief. He directly summoned the artificial intelligence Jarvis he invented through the smart watch he carried with him and began to search for Leon’s information.
“Okay, Mr. Stark, according to the information, what Mr. Lyon said is true. After obtaining a bachelor’s degree from Columbia University, he returned to Raccoon City to be a policeman and has not worked in any other industry so far.” Jarvis’s gentle voice came from the watch.
After hearing Jarvis’s answer, Leon looked at Tony’s watch, curled his lips and said, “Mr. Tony, I, Leon, never lie. You are just doing this in vain.”
Tony smiled slightly, looked Leon up and down, and said: “Sorry, I’m a serious person, but I’m curious, how did you practice your skills?”
Lyon pondered secretly in his heart, and then answered half-falsely: “Sorry for your stupid Kung Fu, I have been practicing it since I was a child, and have been practicing until now to achieve such results.” In fact, he has been practicing Kung Fu since he was five or six years old, but the reason why he has such amazing physical fitness now is mostly due to the mysterious “dragon bone” absorbed by his body.
Tony rubbed his chin, his eyes gleaming with curiosity, and said, “Kung Fu? Can you show me? I’m curious if the Kung Fu you learned is the same as in action movies?”
Leon shook his head decisively and refused: “I am not learning Kung Fu for performance. If you want to see Kung Fu performances, just go back and watch a few more movies.” He didn’t want to be treated like a monkey and be played around with.
Seeing this, Tony couldn’t help but get a little angry and said, “You guy, I’m your boss and you can’t even meet my little request? Aren’t you afraid that I’ll fire you?”
Leon glanced at the small, broken watch on his wrist and emphasized as a matter of course: “My job is to protect your safety, Mr. Stark. Doing other things is not within my job scope. If you want to fire me, please feel free to do so.” Although his words were plain, they revealed an unquestionable firmness.
17 Arena Crisis (Old Version)
The afternoon Moroccan sun scorched the earth, and fine grains of sand floated in the air.
In the luxurious lounge of a five-star hotel, Tony Stark stroked his neatly trimmed mustache, the embarrassment of being rejected by Leon to perform Kung Fu had not completely dissipated.
He coughed lightly, trying to break the slightly stiff atmosphere, his eyes inadvertently falling on Leon: “By the way, Jarvis said you used to work in Raccoon City. I remember there seemed to be some accidents in Raccoon City not long ago, but now the crisis there seems to have been resolved, and Umbrella Corporation went bankrupt because of it. Did you know about this?”
Leon’s pupils constricted slightly, and the bloody memories of Raccoon City flooded back like a tide. But he quickly regained his composure, shook his head, and spoke with a subtle hint of wariness: “Umbrella Corporation? Bankruptcy? I don’t know about that, but I’m curious how the crisis in Raccoon City was resolved?” His voice was low and calm, as if he were discussing a city that had nothing to do with him.
Tony crossed his arms over his chest and began to talk with interest: “According to the information I know, an organization called S.H.I.E.L.D. and the military worked together to create a serum to solve the problem. It is said that a biological virus broke out there. I originally wanted to go and see what the zombies looked like, but Pepper was worried about my safety and threatened to resign, so I never went.” He shrugged, a regretful expression on his face, as if he had missed a very exciting adventure.
Leon lowered his head and pondered for a moment, the light from the roof casting a shadow on his angular face: “The crisis has been resolved. It seems I have to find time to go back, sell the house, and buy a house in New York.” His words were full of plans for the future, but also revealed his determination to break away from his weak past self.
At this time, deep in the dilapidated urban village of Marrakech, in a rental house emitting a pungent smell of engine oil, a long-brewing conspiracy was unfolding.
Ivan Vanko was shirtless, his bronze skin covered with crisscrossing scars, and the flame of revenge was beating under the thick chest hair.
His eyes were like poisoned blades, fixed on the reactor in his hand that was flashing with blue light. His rough fingers held the test pen as he carefully adjusted the whip weapon wrapped around his arm.
“Just wait! Stark! Tomorrow is the day you die.” Ivan whispered with gritted teeth, electricity jumping between the whip locks, reflecting his distorted face.
As Russia’s top scientist and also an athlete, he inherited his father’s hatred for the Stark family and came here across thousands of mountains and rivers, just to make Tony Stark pay for his blood debt in tomorrow’s racing race.
After an hour of repeated checks and confirmation that the equipment was foolproof, Ivan lay on the hard wooden bed, constantly simulating scenes of revenge in his mind, a grim smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he gradually fell into a fanatical fantasy.
The next afternoon, the racetrack was packed with people, the roar of engines deafening. Leon, Jill, Pepper, and Happy stood in the VIP viewing area, watching the white cars speeding along. The sun shone on the track, casting a dazzling white light.
Suddenly, a commotion shattered the tense atmosphere of the race. Like a wild animal out of control, a man in orange overalls madly smashed through the trackside fence, ignoring the screams and attempts to stop him. He tore at his clothes as he headed straight for the center of the track. Pepper’s face paled instantly, and he covered his mouth in horror. “What’s this guy doing? Is he trying to commit suicide by entering the track?”
Leon’s eyes instantly sharpened like an eagle. He noticed the faint metal device on the man’s waist, and alarm bells rang in his heart. He reached out and touched the non-existent gun on his waist, and said in a deep voice, “He’s not trying to commit suicide. His target must be Mr. Tony!”
Before he finished speaking, the man had already torn off his shirt, revealing two whips wrapped around it that were flashing with blue electricity. He looked so ferocious, like a demon crawling out of hell.
“Happy! Leon! Hurry up and drive the car to Tony!” Pepper reacted quickly and immediately pushed the suitcase containing the Mark V armor to Leon. Leon took the box without hesitation and turned to rush to the car beside him.
His movements were smooth, as if he had practiced them countless times. He skillfully opened the car door and started the engine. The tires rubbed against the ground, making a harsh sound and raising a cloud of thick smoke as he sped towards the track.
Tony was concentrating on driving, the wind whistling past his ears. When he saw Ivan Vanko in the center of the track, it was too late to slow down. In a life-or-death situation, he swerved the steering wheel, sending the car slicing a long arc across the road, brushing past Ivan’s body.
But Ivan was prepared. He swung the whip with a grin, and two dazzling flashes of lightning flashed. The steel racing car was cut in half like a fragile piece of paper.
The huge impact force threw Tony out of the car, and the rear half of the car hit the buffer fence heavily, making a deafening sound.
Tony struggled as he rolled over, his racing suit torn and blood oozing from the wound. He endured the severe pain and tried to climb out of the deformed frame, but all he saw was chaos.
The racers behind were stunned by the sudden turn of events and slammed their brakes. The screeching of brakes echoed as vehicles slid uncontrollably down the track, collided with each other, and instantly triggered a chain reaction of explosions. Flames shot up into the sky, thick smoke filled the air above the track, and screams and explosions intertwined, creating a scene of hell on earth.
Ivan Vanko gazed at the sea of ​​fire behind him, a twisted smile on his face. He slowly walked towards the struggling Tony, the whip in his hand crackling, the electricity stirring tiny sparks in the air. “Stark, your end has come!” His voice was filled with hatred and madness.
At the critical moment, the car driven by Leon roared towards Ivan like an angry beast. With a loud bang, the car slammed into Ivan, the tremendous impact sending him flying and slamming heavily against the fence. Ivan spat out a mouthful of blood, but still struggled to get up, the murderous intent in his eyes growing stronger than ever.
Leon quickly stopped the car, jumped out, and rushed over to Tony. He used all his strength to drag Tony out of the wreckage and stuffed the Mark V armor into his hands. “Mr. Stark, put on your armor quickly and transform into Iron Man to deal with this guy. I don’t have any weapons, so I can’t handle this guy with a whip.” At this moment, his breathing was rapid, but his eyes were extremely determined.
Tony ignored the pain and quickly gave Jarvis instructions. The armor parts flew out of the briefcase and reassembled in mid-air, making a mechanical click. “Buy me a minute, Leon boy!” he shouted.
Leon took a deep breath, his eyes fixed on Ivan, who had risen again. He looked around, finding no usable weapons. Gritting his teeth, he reached for the car, muscles tense, veins bulging. With astonishing strength, he tore down the heavy door with his bare hands. He swung it like a shield, flinging it at Ivan.
Ivan sneered, swung his whip, and easily split the car door in two. As fragments flew, Leon was already in action again. He took a deep breath, channeled his Qi into his Dantian, and thrust his hands against the car. His terrifying force sent the car sliding sideways toward Ivan. This time, although Ivan’s whip split the car, the immense force still sent him flying. He fell heavily to the ground, finally unable to resist.
Almost instantly, Tony finished donning his armor, and Iron Man soared into the air, awe-inspiring. Leon wiped the sweat from his forehead and rolled his eyes at Tony. “Mr. Tony, could you put it on faster next time? I’ve already taken care of everyone.” He walked over to Ivan, squatted down, and expertly removed the reactor from his chest. This thrilling crisis finally came to a temporary end.
18 Conflict (Old Version)
Amid the harsh sound of twisting metal, Tony Stark controlled the Mark V armor to float in the air, and the red and gold shell was slightly hot in the smoke.
He looked down at the wounded body on the ground. The whip in his hand had lost its blue glow. What made his pupils shrink even more was the “energy core” in the young man’s hand not far away, which was also glowing blue like his chest.
“Leon boy, where did you get the reactor in your hand?”
Tony’s voice rang out from the armor’s built-in speakers, carrying the uniquely cold quality of metal. He slowly descended, the airwaves from his reverse thrusters stirring up dust from the ground, his gaze fixed on the reactor.
Leon raised his hand to push back his sweat-soaked hair, a playful smile playing at the corner of his mouth. “Of course it’s the guy who attacked you.” He pointed at the whip lock without hesitation, his eyes filled with the composure of a victor. The young man’s black suit, though slightly wrinkled, couldn’t hide the sharpness that emanated from him.
Tony couldn’t help but mutter to himself after hearing Leon’s answer, and the memory of Obadiah attacking him in the Iron Monger emerged in his mind.
“How could this guy have the reactor? Could it be that Obadiah leaked the technology before he died?” As he said this, he stood up and tentatively stretched out his hand, wanting to take the reactor from Leon.
“Mr. Tony, what are you going to do with my loot?” Leon reacted quickly, retreating like a ghost, easily dodging Tony’s moves. He carefully protected the reactor behind him, as if it were a rare treasure. “I risked my life to get this.”
“This thing belongs to Stark Industries!” Tony’s tone became tougher. The Ark reactor on the chest of the armor glowed brightly. He pointed at his chest and said, “It uses Stark Industries’ energy technology, the same technology used in my chest. Leon, you should understand how serious the consequences will be if this core technology is leaked.”
Leon was not moved at all. Instead, he took a step forward and looked at Tony: “Sorry, Mr. Stark, this is my trophy. I defeated this guy. If you had put on your turtle shell faster and put in a little effort, I would consider giving it to you.” After that, he no longer paid attention to Tony, and walked towards the direction of Jill and “Natalie” with a brisk pace and a bit of provocation.
“This guy… is like a stone from a toilet, so smelly and hard!!!”
Tony watched Leon’s receding back and clenched his fists tightly before releasing them. He then shifted his gaze to Whip Lock.
“Jarvis! Give me this guy’s identity!”
Tony stared at Whiplash’s face, allowing Jarvis to complete the facial scan.
“Yes, sir.” Jarvis’ voice was as calm as ever. Two seconds later, detailed information about Whiplash, including his relationship with Howard Stark, quickly appeared on the armor’s control screen.
Tony browsed carefully, his brows gradually relaxed. “I didn’t expect this guy’s father and my father were colleagues, and they even completed the design of the first generation Ark reactor together. It seems I was worrying too much. The reactor in Leon’s hand must have been tinkered with by himself.
My life is running out. For the survival of Stark Industries, even if the technology has not been plagiarized, I cannot give it to Leon.”
After reading the information, Tony stood on the track and muttered to himself, his eyes gradually becoming firm.
Tony Stark’s thoughts returned to reality as the sirens and ambulances sounded.
Tony frowned as he watched Whip Lock being handcuffed and put into the ambulance by the police. He suddenly stopped a policeman and asked, “Hey, what are you going to do with that guy?”
“Mr. Stark, when this guy wakes up, we will hand him over to your country’s judicial system for trial.”
When the police heard the shouting, they turned around and saw that it was Tony Stark, and their attitude immediately became respectful.
Tony nodded slightly, a thoughtful look in his eyes: “Hand him over to the American judicial system, it seems there will be a chance to ask that guy some questions.” He turned around and controlled the armor, flying towards the rest area, where Pepper was waiting anxiously.
The armor slowly descended, and Pepper couldn’t hold back any longer. She rushed forward and hugged Tony. “You know what? Tony, I was really scared just now! Are you okay?” Her voice was filled with concern, and her hands were tightly grasping the armor shell, as if she was afraid that if she let go, Tony would disappear from her sight forever.
“Just some ordinary scrapes, I’m fine.” Tony removed his mask, revealing his signature confident smile, and gently patted Pepper’s back. But the next second, his eyes were drawn to a scene not far away – Leon was chatting happily with Jill and “Natalie”, and the reactor in his hand was particularly dazzling under the light.
Tony patted Pepper’s shoulder soothingly: “Wait here for me, I’m going to ask Leon for something.” After that, he strode towards Leon.
“Hey! Leon, give me the Ark reactor.” Tony tried to make his tone sound calm. “Although you saved my life this time, I don’t want to use force to take it, but this thing must not be leaked.”
Lyon turned around and half-closed his eyes: “Mr. Stark, since you said that, what if I don’t give it to you?” His voice was soft, but with unquestionable firmness.
Tony looked at him in disbelief, his pride completely aroused: “Are you sure you want to fight me! Although Tony Stark lost to you last night, now I am Iron Man Tony Stark.” As he said, he raised his arm, and the arc pulse cannon in his palm began to charge, and the faint blue light illuminated his stern face.
Facing Tony’s threat, there was no fear in Leon’s eyes. He remembered very clearly the Mark V armor worn by Tony Stark. This armor sacrificed the firepower system for portability and was almost unable to defeat the 1.0 version of Whiplash.
“Others might be afraid of you! But I’m not afraid of you, Tony Stark!” Leon carefully placed the reactor in his pocket and assumed a fighting stance. He crouched slightly, his gaze fixed on Tony like a hawk, his aura no less imposing than the superhero before him.
Seeing this, “Natalie” hurriedly stood between the two of them with her arms open: “Are you two crazy? Can’t you sit down and talk it out?” Her voice was anxious and her eyes swept back and forth between the two of them.
“There’s nothing to talk about this matter. Once it’s in my hands, it’s mine. I don’t want to serve others anymore!” Leon snorted coldly, and suddenly exerted force. He leaped over “Natalie” like an arrow, and his fist was wrapped in a strong wind, smashing straight into Tony’s chest.
“Bang!” Tony was sent flying by the sudden punch, slamming into the wall. A human-shaped dent instantly appeared in the wall. “When did this guy become so strong?” Natalie and Jill stared at the scene in amazement, their faces filled with horror.
“You’re really going to kill me, kid!” Tony struggled to his feet, grimacing at the sharp pain in his waist. His rage erupted completely, and he quickly adjusted his armor, aiming the pulse cannon in his palm at Leon and firing.
Blue energy exploded, sending Leon flying and crashing into the distant wall. As the dust cleared, he stood up again, a trace of blood lingering at the corner of his mouth, his eyes sharper than ever.
“You want to fight against my armor with your flesh and blood? Just admit defeat and hand over the thing, Leon.” Tony looked down at him, his tone full of confidence in his armor.
“Don’t be so confident, Tony Stark. I know the weakness of your armor very clearly. The weakness of Mark V is that its firepower is too weak.” Leon wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and launched another attack.
His movements were as fast as lightning. With his agility, he dodged two pulse cannons in succession and rushed to Tony in the blink of an eye. He grabbed Tony’s shoulders with both hands and swung him violently, smashing the Iron Man into the wall again.
Immediately afterwards, punches and kicks rained down on Tony, each strike was extremely precise, leaving Tony no chance to gather energy and fight back.
Natalie watched the scene with a wave of anxiety. Tony, the target of this mission’s protection, was now being beaten to a pulp, his armor gradually damaged by Leon’s attacks.
Out of the principle of mission first, she no longer hesitated and quickly took out the bracelet-shaped “Widow Sting” from her inner pocket and put it on. A trace of determination flashed in her eyes, and she pounced on Leon who had his back to her. The powerful electric current emitted by the “Widow Sting” flashed in the air and attacked the back of Leon’s neck.
19 Wakanda (old version)
The piercing sound of twisting metal hadn’t yet faded when Leon’s keen hearing picked up a sudden, approaching surge of air behind him. His pupils constricted, instantly realizing the impending danger. Almost as soon as Natasha leaped, Leon abruptly grabbed hold of Tony’s armor’s mechanical arm, using the latter’s forward momentum to fling the Iron Man backward like a meteor hammer.
With a resounding thud, Natasha’s slender frame collided with the heavy armor. She groaned as her back hit the ground hard, sending her and Tony tumbling several meters away. Scattered metal fragments flew around them, raising a cloud of choking dust. Happy and Pepper watched in horror, frozen in place, at a loss for what to do.
“Thank you, Jill. I have achieved my goal.”
Leon glanced at the bewildered Happy and Pepper, then thanked Jill, who looked at him with a strange expression. Before Tony and Natasha could recover, he scurried into the emergency passage like a ghost. His hurried footsteps echoed in the metal corridor before disappearing around the corner in an instant.
Two seconds later, Natasha and Tony stood up, touched their dizzy heads, and chased towards the corner of the corridor.
“That kid! He’s running so fast! Jarvis! He hacked into the surveillance system of the racetrack! I want to find that guy!”
Tony flew to the corner and saw that the empty corridor was deserted. He immediately activated his “superpowers” and asked Jarvis, an artificial intelligence with super computing power, to help search for Leon.
“Sir! The racetrack’s surveillance system has been destroyed! Unable to hack!”
Jarvis responded quickly.
“Damn it!” Tony slammed his fist into the wall, sending concrete shards flying. He forced himself to calm down, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the damaged edge of his armor. Capable of instantly destroying the on-field surveillance cameras and even fighting against the armor with his bare hands, this Leon was definitely something special. He quickly calmed down and used his brilliant mind to process how Leon had vanished.
At this time, Natasha, who stood up at the same time as Tony, caught up with him. Hearing the footsteps, Tony slowly turned his head, and his eyes under the mask locked on her like a hawk: “You should not be an ordinary person, Miss Natalie?” Before he finished speaking, the pulse cannon in his palm had already accumulated a faint blue light.
Natasha raised her hands helplessly, a complex expression flashing across her emerald eyes: “I am Natasha Romanoff, a Level 7 agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., and I am here to protect you under the orders of Nick Fury.
“People from S.H.I.E.L.D., this organization is really haunting me like a plague. Leon and Jill should also be your people, right?”
After hearing Natasha’s answer, Tony slowly lowered his raised hand and asked another question.
“Jill is, but Leon…” Natasha paused, thinking of the young man who fought alongside her in Raccoon City, who overlapped and separated with the man who beat up Iron Man today. “I don’t know his specific identity either. We just met by chance in Raccoon City. At that time, Leon was… still a policeman.”
Tony tugged at his torn chest armor in annoyance, the sound of metal friction was harsh: “Nick Fury better give me an explanation. From now on, you and Jill are fired.” After that, he activated the reverse thrusters and took off into the air. The air wave raised behind him overturned the sign on the ground.
At the same time, the heat wave of the desert brought with it fine sand. After using the flash star to destroy the monitoring system, Leon ran to this remote place to avoid being tracked.
Leaning against the jagged rocks, he pulled out the Ark Reactor. The dark blue energy core reflected his young yet resolute face. “With this, I can take the first step in my battle armor project.”
Leon would rather offend Tony Stark just to fulfill his childhood fantasy of owning a set of armor of his own.
Given Tony Stark’s personality, he would only make armor for the people he loves, like Rhodes, Spider-Man, and Pepper Potts.
Leon knew very well that he could not become one of those people, so after the Omnitrix unlocked the little warriors and the elves, the idea of ​​making his own armor naturally came into his mind.
In order to successfully manufacture his own exoskeleton armor, Leon slowly turned the dial of the Omnitrix, transformed into a little warrior and thought about the next plan.
After transforming into a little warrior, Leon’s mind became incredibly sharp. He quickly analyzed the current situation: a conflict with Tony would inevitably attract the attention of Nick Fury and S.H.I.E.L.D. The United States was no longer safe, and he had to find a new base.
“Wakanda…” His gaze drifted off into the distance. There, hidden was the world’s most precious vibranium resource. Although Wakanda now disguised itself as a backward agricultural nation, Leon, with his knowledge of the Marvel Universe, knew what technological marvels lay beneath that land.
Since Wakanda’s external image at this point in time was still that of a backward agricultural country, Leon transformed into a flash star and ran all the way across the African savannah. After crossing the border, Leon entered the dense jungle and passed through the holographic projection barrier. Standing on the top of the mountain, Leon looked at the ultra-modern city surrounded by mountains, and a smile appeared on his face again.
In order to leave enough time for transformation to support him in grabbing enough vibranium resources, Leon undid the transformation and sat on the top of the mountain, observing the distribution of the city while waiting for the Omnitrix to be fully charged.
As the number of heroes who could transform increased, Leon found that the time he could transform also increased.
Five minutes later, as a dazzling green light flashed on the top of the mountain, Leon’s appearance changed. His hair turned red and his clothes turned into black armor with bat wings. He flew quickly towards the city in the distance.
The hero he transforms into now is a character unlocked by touching Natasha, Erza from Fairy Tail, who has the special ability to use dress-up magic.
In battles with enemies, you can instantly switch weapons and armor to fight, combining high burst damage with tactical flexibility.
Although Erza is a female character, with the intervention of Omnitrix, her magic armor was replaced with a style suitable for men.
With the wings behind him vibrating violently, Leon accelerated several times and arrived above the city.
Just as Leon was admiring this “future” city from a bird’s-eye view, on the helipad on the top floor of a building, two bald women in primitive black clothes drove a flying motorcycle and flew towards him with a spear made of vibranium.
Leon heard the roar of a motorcycle engine and looked in the direction of the sound. It would have been fine if he hadn’t looked, but when he did, he saw two women who looked like Wakanda’s Royal Guards pointing their spears at him and firing two blue energy attacks at him.
Lyon looked at the two energies flying towards him, and casually waved the one-handed sword in his hand twice to block the energy.
“It’s rude not to reciprocate! Since you two started it first, then…”
Leon whispered like a devil, and the next second he turned into a black afterimage and disappeared from the spot, coming behind the two women.
The next second, a cold light flashed, and sparks burst out from the energy core of the flying motorcycle. The screams of the two guards were swallowed up by the whistling wind.
[I’ve updated twice a week, is there anyone who can give me some flowers, recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, or have mercy on me…]20 T’Challa (Old Version)
Amidst the screams, two Wakanda female warriors, clad in gorgeous armor, were falling towards the ground at an alarming speed. Their once proud faces were now filled with terror.
Just when they were about to collide violently with the ground and turn into meat paste, a black shadow flashed by like a ghost.
Lyon, clad in black feather armor, grabbed their arms with lightning speed. However, his eyes were filled with disgust, as if he had touched something disgusting. Then, without hesitation, he let go and tossed the two female warriors aside like rags.
“Invader! Are you kidding us?” The two female warriors quickly climbed to their feet, their eyes burning with anger. They stared at Leon with wide eyes, their gazes as if they wanted to cut him into pieces. In their eyes, Leon had shot them down from the sky and then pretended to rescue them. This was undoubtedly a naked insult to them.
A sneer appeared on Leon’s lips, his eyes as cold as ice: “Don’t look at me with those ‘wise’ eyes of yours. I don’t want to kill you because I don’t want to cause trouble. You two little characters are not worth my time to play with.” His voice was low and full of deterrence, like a sharp knife, piercing straight into the hearts of the two female warriors.
After saying that, he reached out and picked up two vibranium spears that had fallen on the ground. He flashed and flew into the air, leaving the two furious female warriors staring blankly there.
Wakanda’s female guards were carefully selected from various tribes. Each of them had the potential to become a princess, and their status was extremely noble. This was also the reason why Leon chose not to kill these two women.
He knew that if he took action, he would be hunted by the entire nation of Wakanda. The power of a country was far more feared by him than S.H.I.E.L.D.
Leon, holding two spears and wearing black feather armor, swayed back and forth over the city. His bold and arrogant behavior quickly attracted the attention of many Wakanda residents.
Screams and commotions spread rapidly throughout the city. The news, like wings, quickly reached the ears of T’Chaka, now the king.
T’Chaka sat on the magnificent throne, his brow furrowed, his eyes filled with worry and anger. In order to capture the invaders and appease the panicked residents of Wakanda, he immediately summoned Prince T’Challa, whom he regarded as his successor.
Soon, T’Challa arrived at the palace with his sister, Shuri. T’Challa stood tall and straight, his gaze steady and composed; Shuri was lively and alert, her eyes gleaming with wisdom. “Father, is there something important you’ve summoned me to?” T’Challa asked respectfully, looking at T’Chaka.
T’Chaka stood up, displaying the majesty of a king. He said in a serious tone, “An outsider has intruded into our country. He defeated two soldiers of the King’s Guard and is now swaggering over the city. I order you to lead the guards to expel the invader. We must not let him act recklessly in our Wakanda!”
“As you command, father.” T’Challa nodded firmly and turned to leave the palace with his sister.
“Brother, you have to go capture the invaders. I have something good for you!” As soon as they left the palace, Shuri couldn’t wait to pull his brother T’Challa to a corner, with a smug smile on his face.
T’Challa looked at Shuri with a puzzled expression: “What good thing are you giving me at this time?”
Shuri carefully took off the fang necklace from around her neck, her eyes full of pride: “This is my latest nano-vibranium armor. I only need to recite it in my mind, and the armor will quickly cover my whole body.” As she said, she personally put the necklace on T’Challa’s neck and patiently demonstrated how to use it.
T’Challa looked at the armor that instantly covered his body, his eyes full of wonder. “This armor looks really cool. Does it have any special functions?”
Shu Rui proudly introduced, “It possesses the properties of vibranium. It can absorb external energy and convert it into shock waves for attack. Furthermore, it can become invisible and is equipped with vibranium claws as a weapon. With it, that invader will definitely be no match for you!”
“Thank you for your gift, Shuri.” T’Challa came back to his senses and realized that he had wasted a lot of time. He patted Shuri on the shoulder and said, “I’m leaving first. There’s a guy outside waiting for me to deal with. I will defeat him wearing your armor. Wait for the good news of my triumphant return.” After that, he put on his armor and flew towards the place where the King’s Guard gathered.
Five minutes later, at the edge of the mine on the edge of the city, Leon captured a black man in the city and used his life as a threat to successfully learn the location of an abandoned vibranium mine.
Then, he used the flying ability of the Black Feather Armor to quickly arrive here. As soon as he landed, Leon immediately canceled his transformation, then took the spear in his hand, his eyes revealing a hint of excitement and anticipation, and chose a relatively large mine and walked quickly into it.
A mysterious and oppressive atmosphere permeated the interior of the mine. Although long abandoned, due to the presence of a small amount of vibranium ore, the entire mine was filled with a faint glow. That glow seemed like the silent whisper of the vibranium in the darkness, mysterious and alluring.
Less than a minute after Leon entered, T’Challa arrived in a fighter jet, accompanied by four Wakandan female warriors. The five disembarked and surveyed the numerous mines around them, their eyes filled with vigilance. The four female warriors simultaneously turned their gazes to T’Challa, whom they considered their core, awaiting his instructions.
“There are so many mines here. Let’s split into three groups. The four of you will split into two groups, and I’ll be in one. We’ll search in three different directions.” T’Challa pointed to three different caves in a steady and powerful voice. Then, the five of them split into three groups and headed into the mines.
Based on his personal preferences and intuition, T’Challa chose a cave with the largest entrance and walked in.
As he went deeper, the faint light in the mine slowly outlined the surrounding scene. At this moment, Leon was walking step by step towards the depths of the mine. When he saw the dark silver ore embedded in the rock, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
“Is this the vibranium ore? I didn’t expect it to be like this?” He muttered to himself, his face full of surprise. Just as he was about to reach out and touch the ore with curiosity, the sound of footsteps behind him made him alert instantly.
He quickly withdrew his hand, a hint of nervousness flashing in his eyes: “It seems that the pursuers are here!”
Leon blinked, then quickly glanced around. Spotting an ancient mine cart parked in the distance, he swiftly hid behind it, holding his breath and waiting quietly.
“Who is this guy? Black Panther?” Lying on the ground, Leon saw a figure in black walking in through the gap.
He felt that the other person’s attire was somewhat familiar. Relying on his memory, he quickly recognized that the person in front of him was the Black Panther wearing vibranium armor – T’Challa.
“Come out! I’ve spotted you! Intruder!” As soon as T’Challa entered Leon’s field of vision, he immediately looked around. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle’s, and in less than three seconds, he locked his gaze on the mine cart.
Now that T’Challa had discovered his location, there was no need for Leon to hide any longer. He stood up, spear in hand, his expression calm, but a hint of vigilance etched in his eyes. “How did you find me?”
T’Challa looked at Leon, whose escape he had blocked, his eyes full of confidence as he patiently explained, “I determined you weren’t far away by the lingering scent in the air, so I stopped and listened carefully. Sure enough, the sound of your heartbeat led me to you. You can’t escape my pursuit in Wakanda.”
“So that’s how it is. From your voice, you seem to be very young. Let me guess, you must be T’Challa?” Leon smiled slightly, then imitated T’Challa’s tone of voice and said his name.
“Do you know me?” T’Challa was a little surprised to hear his name spoken by a stranger, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.
Leon shook his head and said with a smile, “I don’t know him. I just know that Wakanda is rich in vibranium, and I want to get some back. Such a precious thing is in the possession of people like you who don’t know how to use it.”
“Vibranium belongs to Wakanda. No one can take it away. Intruder, stop dreaming.” When T’Challa heard that Leon’s target was vibranium, his tone instantly turned cold, and his eyes revealed a firm sense of protection. The atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point.
“Since you are so determined, I will take it myself based on my own strength.” Leon narrowed his eyes, and as a green light flashed, his figure began to change.
His suit gradually changed, replaced by a mysterious Purgatory Armor. He also transformed into Erza, holding a huge serrated sword, the blade gleaming coldly in the dim light. He looked at T’Challa coldly, his eyes filled with a desire to fight.
Watching Leon’s sudden transformation, T’Challa instantly felt an invisible pressure looming over him. The pressure was like a mountain, weighing him down, making it difficult for him to breathe.
“Such a drastic change in appearance, is it magic or a supernatural power?” He pondered inwardly, realizing that the other party’s abilities were beyond his comprehension, and became more cautious. He kept his eyes fixed on Leon’s every move, leaning forward slightly, ready to respond to his attack at any time.
As expected, sensing the other’s sudden increase in breathing rate, Leon, armed with a weapon taller than his own, charged at him. The massive, serrated blade whistled with a sharp, whistling sound, seemingly cleaving the very air. T’Challa, watching the whistling weapon approach, was startled.
The opponent’s weapon was so huge, while his own weapon was only a pair of short sharp claws. Faced with such a huge gap, he instinctively crossed his hands in front of his chest.
The next second, a massive impact sent T’Challa flying, slamming into the nearby rock wall. Instantly, smoke and dust rose, debris flew, and the sound of a massive crash echoed throughout the mine.
[Thanks for the monthly vote for Calling Decepticons. I wish the boss good health, good people a safe life, eight babies in one litter, and eternal immortality!]21 Okoye (old version)
The smoke and dust raised by T’Challa’s collision with the rock wall had not yet dissipated, and a purple energy halo was slowly emanating from the vibranium armor around him.
With the help of the vibranium suit, T’Challa’s body did not suffer any substantial damage despite the powerful impact. Most of the impact force was absorbed by the vibranium suit and converted into energy stored inside the suit.
“Vibranium is such a buggy metal. It took my blow and nothing happened to it. It’s like a turtle shell.”
As the smoke and dust dissipated, Leon looked at T’Challa, who was intact and emitting a strange purple light, and couldn’t help but complain in his heart about the abnormal characteristics of vibranium.
“I hope you can withstand the power of the blow you just delivered, invader!” T’Challa’s voice came through the armor’s built-in loudspeaker system, carrying the excitement and fighting spirit unique to young people.
With a single thought, the nano armor transformed its stored energy into propulsion. Like a black meteor, his body, embedded in the rock wall, instantly launched outward. The purple energy released from his body surged forward with a shrill, air-tearing roar, knocking Leon back several meters.
“Your vibranium armor is as hard as a turtle shell. I can’t deal with you, but I can throw the things that get in the way away!”
Leon’s voice was filled with a hint of humiliation. He suddenly swung his sword at the ground, the jagged blade colliding with the solid rock, sending out dazzling sparks. The violent tremor instantly raised a cloud of dust, and visibility plummeted to zero. T’Challa instinctively activated the armor’s thermal detection and sonic locating systems. The red heat source image flickered on his visor, but he only picked up chaotic signal fluctuations.
At this moment, two rusty chains emerged from their holes like poisonous snakes, piercing through the dust and mist and precisely wrapping around T’Challa’s waist and abdomen.
Leon had transformed into a “flash star,” his figure a fleeting afterimage. T’Challa felt the world spinning around him, his entire body being hurled at high speed, the centrifugal force so intense that it felt as if his internal organs were shifting.
This inhuman torture lasted for a full two minutes. By the time he was thrown relentlessly into the unfamiliar forest, the armor’s internal life monitoring system had already lit up a glaring red light. The Black Panther Prince managed not to faint, but the churning in his stomach nearly made him lose consciousness, and he could only vomit awkwardly into the armor’s internal circulatory system.
After pausing for more than ten seconds, T’Challa opened his mask and looked around, only to find that he was the only living person around, with no one else in sight.
When he realized that he couldn’t stop Leon if he went back, Leon, who had transformed into Flash Star, had already returned to the mine and transformed into “Erusa” in Purgatory Armor again, using the giant knife in his hand to mine the few remaining vibranium ore.
Without T’Challa’s interference, Leon’s mining work went smoothly. By the time he finished his transformation, he had dug up enough ore to fill two mine carts. A rough weighing showed it weighed about four tons.
In order not to waste the transformation time, Leon turned into a “cow and horse”, wrapped two rusty iron chains picked up from the ground around the mine cart, and used his physical strength to pull the mine cart full of ore, step by step to the exit of the cave.
However, the scene outside the cave made him raise an eyebrow slightly. A hundred female guards, mounted on mechanical rhinos, were already on full alert. The rhinos’ metal shells gleamed coldly in the sunlight, and the steam from their nostrils blurred the tense air. Okoye, the leader, held a spear, his eyes like a poisoned blade: “Drop the vibranium and surrender!”
Ten minutes ago, T’Challa, who was taken to the wilderness by Leon, remembered that he had a communication device on him. He immediately called his sister Shuri and told her about Leon’s secret mining of vibranium.
Since Shuri is only a scientist in Wakanda and does not have combat capability, in order to capture the invader Leon, she chooses to convey the message conveyed by T’Challa to her friend, Okoye, the captain of the King’s Guard.
“It’s such a grand event, even the cavalry has been dispatched. It’s really grand.”
Lyon looked at the guard team of up to a hundred people in front of him, without any panic on his handsome face. He just gently touched the small broken watch that had been set in advance, and with a flash of green light, Lyon transformed into a tall four-armed overlord.
Lyon rubbed his hands together and glanced at the phalanx in front of him with contempt.
On the Wakanda Guard side, after seeing Leon suddenly transform from a yellow man into a red monster with four arms, Okoye, the captain, raised a finger and made a gesture, and the cavalry standing in front of the formation rode a mechanical rhino and rushed towards Leon quickly.
“I really don’t know how to describe you guys in Wakanda. You have such advanced technology but you fight in such a primitive way. It seems that black people’s brains are not suited to scientific research. They have no imagination at all.”
Leon roared, slamming his palms against the ground. A circular shockwave spread out in visible ripples. The Rhino Cavalry, bearing the brunt of the impact, were sent flying like kites with their strings cut. The clatter of metal armor against flesh echoed incessantly, and the sound of flying rocks and wailing intertwined into a gruesome scene.
“Not only are these guys one-hit, but all these people are no match for Black Panther alone. He can still play with me longer.”
Lyon looked at the guards who couldn’t withstand his attack and smiled contemptuously.
“You monster!”
As the captain, Okoye struggled to get up from the ground, and then threw the spear in his hand hard towards Leon’s head.
The flying spear at an extremely fast speed seemed very slow in Lyon’s eyes. He only needed to grab the flying spear in the air with his hand.
Looking at Okoye who was glaring at him, Lyon sneered and threw the spear in the same way.
Lyon just exerted a little force, and the spear drew an arc in the air, piercing Okoye’s thigh, leaving a bloody hole in the flesh.
Despite such severe injuries, Okoye gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain to prevent himself from falling down.
“You should be thankful that I didn’t intend to kill anyone today, otherwise the attack I just made wouldn’t have pierced your thigh, but your head.”
Leon said something lightly to Okoye, whose eyes seemed to want to kill him, then he easily lifted the mine cart in front of her and walked towards the fighter plane parked not far away.
Due to time constraints, Lyon only chose to transport one truck of ore and several fallen mechanical rhinos outside onto the fighter plane and take them away.
After the transportation mission was completed, Leon switched his “form” again, becoming the extremely smart Gavin alien who hacked into the control system of the spacecraft. After taking control, he immediately started the spacecraft’s automatic driving mode.
As the fighter planes vanished into the clouds, only the angry and unwilling Wakanda warriors remained on the ground. Okoye stared at the receding spacecraft, gnashing his teeth and clenching his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms.
An hour later, at the Wakanda capital hospital.
T’Challa, who was picked up from the wilderness by his sister Shuri, immediately followed Shuri here to visit the injured soldiers after learning that all the members of the King’s Guard sent to deal with Leon were defeated and suffered varying degrees of injuries.
“Okoye, how are your injuries? What did the doctor say?”
T’Challa came to the ward of the captain of the guard who was the most seriously injured, looked at Okoye, whose lips were pale and who was receiving a blood transfusion, and asked with concern.
“It’s just a broken leg, no big deal. The doctor said I can just get a vibranium replacement leg, and it won’t affect my future life or combat.”
Okoye’s tone was calm, and he didn’t seem sad at all because of his broken leg.
With Wakanda’s advanced medical level, she can still control her body with metal prosthetic limbs, and with the help of vibranium legs, she can exert stronger combat power than before.
“Okoye, aren’t you sad at all?”
Su Rui looked at Okoye, who clenched his fists and stared at the scenery outside the window.
“I’m not that weak! All I want now is to get new legs as soon as possible and make that invader pay the price.”
Okoye’s tone was cold. She looked out the window at the cloudy sky, the fire of revenge burning in her eyes, extremely hot.
22 Palladium Poisoning (Old Version)
“You still want to chase the invader, but I think you’d better give up.” Su Rui said softly, with a hint of helplessness in his voice.
“You know, my brother T’Challa put on the vibranium armor I carefully crafted for him, and in our familiar land of Wakanda, he was still treated like a clown by that guy and played with him wantonly.
Now that he’s fled to another country, finding him is incredibly difficult, let alone defeating him and bringing him back. It’s practically an impossible task. Su Rui sighed, a sigh that seemed to carry endless worry and helplessness.
On the way to the hospital, with the keen insight and superb technical means of a genius scientist, Shuri witnessed the entire thrilling battle by watching T’Challa’s combat perspective and the mechanical rhino’s combat perspective.
She saw T’Challa, even in his vibranium armor, being manipulated by the invaders; she also saw the King’s Guard, helpless under the invaders’ attacks, being instantly killed. These images deeply hurt her and made her realize more clearly the power and danger of this invader.
Besides his combat prowess, Leon was also able to pilot the advanced fighter jet built by Su Rui himself and successfully escape her pursuit. All of this showed that the opponent not only possessed formidable strength, but also possessed a mind that was no less intelligent than hers. Thinking of this, Su Rui’s worries grew even more intense.
However, Okoye remained unmoved. Her fists clenched tightly, veins bulging on the backs of her hands, and her eyes burned with a fervent desire for revenge. Seeing that persuasion was futile, Su Rui blinked and decided to attack from another angle.
“Okoye!” Shuri took a deep breath and solemnly called out her friend’s name. After Okoye turned his gaze towards her, Shuri continued, “You have to understand that if we want to capture that guy, it will inevitably create a huge commotion, which is likely to expose the secrets of our Wakanda.
If other nations learn that Wakanda possesses vast reserves of vibranium, the nation will be plunged into perpetual unrest. Countless greedy eyes will be focused on us, and war and disaster will ensue.
Okoye looked at Shuri with firm eyes and said in a resolute tone: “I understand what you said, but I really can’t swallow this. I will apply to the king to renounce my Wakanda citizenship. In this way, even if I die outside, I will not expose any secrets about Wakanda.” Her voice was full of determination, as if she had made all preparations.
“It shouldn’t be like this just for a little bit of vibranium.” Shu Rui looked at Okoye’s determined face, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, his heart full of helplessness and confusion.
“This isn’t about vibranium, it’s about a warrior’s dignity, Shuri.” Okoye looked at Shuri fiercely and shouted emotionally, “If you still consider me a friend, then support me!”
Just as the tension between the two reached a fever pitch, T’Challa arrived. He looked at the two and realized he had to stop the impending argument. “Okoye, I’m partly responsible for your short legs, and I understand your perspective.”
T’Challa said gently, “I will accompany you to capture the invader. We will fight side by side.”
He then turned his gaze to Shuri, “Shuri, my sister, you are Wakanda’s most brilliant scientist. I hope you can provide us with technical support. Maintaining the dignity of Wakanda is the unshirkable responsibility of each of us.”
Finally, he crossed his arms over his chest and solemnly and firmly uttered the line that represents the spirit of Wakanda: “Wakanda forever.”
At the same time, in the distant Maple Leaf Country, near the Lake Ekari Industrial Center in the Rocky Mountains, Leon piloted the fighter plane he had captured from Wakanda and slowly stopped on the relatively flat hillside.
As the hatch slowly opened, Leon stepped out of the fighter plane. A breeze with the scent of earth blew towards him, caressing his handsome face. He wanted to take in the beautiful scenery and relieve the fatigue brought by the long flight, but his stomach protested at an inopportune time.
“It’s getting late, let’s go find a place to eat in the city below.” Leon touched his stomach and smiled helplessly. Then, he raised his wrist, transformed into a flash star, and rushed towards the small town at the foot of the mountain in the distance.
When he arrived at the main street of the town, Leon found that he was facing a difficult problem – he did not have any currency of this country on him.
Since he had no money, he could only borrow it. He looked around and finally locked his sight on a middle-aged white man who looked like a gangster. Lyon took this “lucky guy” to the restroom in the park, knocked him unconscious, and then rudely searched his body for banknotes.
“What a poor fellow! I searched his body and only found a little over a thousand dollars.” Leon transformed back into a human, counting the bills he had collected and muttering in dissatisfaction. He casually threw the unconscious middle-aged man into the toilet and left the park.
The town is sparsely populated, after all, the country’s population is only 38 million, and is mainly concentrated in the border area with the United States.
Leon wandered around for half an hour before finally finding a street burger stand. He bought three oversized burgers and a few bottles of mineral water from a roadside convenience store. Then, finding a deserted spot, he transformed into a “Scud” and returned to the mountainside where the fighter plane was, carrying a large bag of food.
Back in the fighter plane, Leon ate and drank his fill and noticed that it was already dark outside. Realizing that it was unsuitable to work in this dark environment, he decided to use the time to do something meaningful. He transformed into a goblin-like creature and began dismantling the Ark reactor and the mechanical rhino.
The nimble hands of the clown moved among the parts, and soon the floor was covered with various parts. Leon touched his goggles and began to carefully sort through the parts made of vibranium. Looking at the remaining parts, he suddenly had an idea: to build a secret base.
In order to realize this idea, Leon gave full play to his wisdom and creativity, used the remaining parts, and with his clever hands, he created two mechanical pangolins that were larger than rhinos.
In order to make these two mechanical creations work according to his own ideas, he used the computer on the fighter plane to implant a seemingly “simple” but actually complex and sophisticated program into them, turning them into pangolin-type robots that can complete their work independently.
After assigning the two men the task of digging the cave, Leon checked the time. It was indeed getting late. He yawned, lay down in the cockpit of the spaceship, and fell asleep, waiting for the initial completion of the secret base tomorrow.
Back in New York, Tony Stark was plagued by a series of troubles. He was still reeling from the attack by Whiplash Ivan Vanko, and he was even more distraught after Leon vanished from the world with the Ark Reactor. This series of events had completely deprived Tony of the desire to continue his vacation.
Tony was filled with anger when he thought about S.H.I.E.L.D. planting an agent next to him, and he decided to settle the score with Nick Fury.
So, he took Pepper Potts and Happy, followed Natasha and Jill, and returned to New York on the fighter plane that Coulson used to escort Ivan Vanko.
On the helicarrier, Tony sent Pepper and Happy back to Stark Industries, then came to S.H.I.E.L.D. alone, wearing a battle-damaged Mark V. In the director’s office, Tony removed his armor headgear, sat on a chair with his legs crossed, his eyes full of dissatisfaction and provocation.
Nick Fury sat opposite him with an indifferent expression. The two of them just stared at each other. The atmosphere was so tense that it seemed like it was about to explode. It was like they were playing an intense game of statues. Whoever moved first would be passive in this confrontation.
A minute and a half passed, and finally, Tony Stark, who had no professional training, was the first to be defeated.
“Mr. Stark, your body can’t hold on for much longer, right?” Nick Fury looked at the reactor on Tony’s chest and broke the silence first, with a meaningful tone in his voice.
“How do you know I’m suffering from palladium poisoning?” Tony frowned and asked back with a look of vigilance and surprise in his eyes.
He had been carefully hiding the fact that he was poisoned, and he thought he was doing it very secretly. Even his most trusted friends Pepper Potts and Happy were unaware of it, not to mention the agents Nick Fury had placed with him for only a few days.
“Our people have tried to study the reactor in your chest,” Nick Fury explained patiently. “Although we didn’t succeed in creating a reactor, we made an important discovery. Continuous use of a palladium reactor will weaken the human body due to the radioactivity of the palladium element. Your body was accidentally injured during your last kidnapping, causing it to leave the reactor.
The reactor is embedded in your chest, and the toxin will spread throughout your body through your blood. I suspect you’ve already shown signs of poisoning in your chest.”
“Please don’t tell anyone else about this, Nick Fury.” Tony’s expression softened slightly. He, who always liked to be aggressive, made a rare concession: “I can let you off the hook for planting an agent next to me.”
“You can rest assured about this, Stark.” Nick Fury raised his hand and said, “But I have a request that you must agree to.”
“What request?” Tony asked quickly, feeling a little uneasy.
“I need you to cooperate and accept treatment from our S.H.I.E.L.D.” Nick Fury replied with a firm look.
“Are you sure you can cure me?” Tony couldn’t help but sneer, his sharp words full of self-mockery and doubts about Nick Fury. “Or do you think the people at SHIELD are smarter than me? I can’t even handle my own body. I don’t want to waste time on something I’m not sure of.”
23 Howard’s Legacy (Old Version)
Tony Stark’s pointed question was like a hammer, resonating through the air of the Director’s office. Nick Fury remained silent, his deep eyes hidden behind his eye patch, as unfathomable as a deep pool.
Nearly half a minute of silence seemed to freeze time. Only the ticking sound of the old-fashioned wall clock seemed particularly clear in the silence, beating against the two people’s tense nerves again and again.
“If I can’t do anything about it, neither can S.H.I.E.L.D., so let’s just leave it at that for today.” Tony was the first to break the deadlock, his tone full of disappointment and impatience.
“I still have some questions to ask that guy Ivan Vanko, so I’ll leave first.” He stood up from the chair neatly, and the friction between the metal armor and the leather made a slight sound. Then he strode towards the door. The hurried footsteps seemed to reflect his inner irritability.
Just as Tony’s hand was about to touch the door handle, Nick Fury’s loud voice suddenly came from behind him: “Wait a minute, Stark, I have something to give you.”
These sudden words made Tony, who had already walked to the door, stop in his tracks. He frowned, turned around impatiently, put his hands on his hips, and watched Nick Fury slowly take out a suitcase from under the table with confusion and vigilance in his eyes.
The surface of the black box had an old luster, and the corners were a little worn, as if it bore the traces of time.
“What is this?” Tony stared at the suitcase on the table, his eyes full of confusion. He leaned over slightly and looked at the suitcase, trying to see through the hard shell and peek inside.
Nick Fury reached out and patted the box, his tone calm but with a hint of profound meaning: “This is the relic left by your father. It contains things he left at S.H.I.E.L.D. during his lifetime. There is an unfinished reactor design drawing and some other sundries. Since you are dying soon anyway, I will return the things to you.” His words were blunt and almost cold, but they set off a storm in Tony’s heart.
“You were almost dead, and your SHIELD only remembered to return my father’s things to me?” Tony glared at Nick Fury fiercely, his eyes full of anger and unwillingness.
Then he sighed helplessly, reached out to pick up the suitcase on the table, and his metal gloves collided with the surface of the box, making a crisp sound. “Forget it, I don’t want to bother with you too much. Take me to see Ivan Vanko.” At this moment, he was still thinking about the guy who attacked him, and wanted to ask something from him.
However, Nick Fury’s next words foiled Tony’s plan. “That guy is no longer in my possession. Before you came here, the Vice President called me and said the CIA had already taken him away. You’ll probably have to go to the CIA prison to see the Russian, and they might be trying to replace him with someone else.” Nick Fury’s face showed a hint of apology, but it was superficial and hard to truly feel.
“CIA? Vice President? Ivan Vanko attacked me, what does that have to do with them?” Tony frowned, his face filled with disbelief. He couldn’t understand how this matter, which was so closely related to him and Ivan Vanko, could involve the CIA and the Vice President.
Nick Fury leaned forward slightly, his eyes revealing a certain insight. “Profits. The Vice President’s backers include your sworn enemy, Hammer Industries. Ivan Vanko’s attack on you has already made the headlines. He saw that someone besides you, Tony Stark, could build the Ark Reactor, so he wants to use him to create weapons for himself.”
His words were like a cold scalpel, accurately analyzing the intricate web of interests behind this.
“Justin Hammer!” Tony gritted his teeth and spat out the name, his eyes full of disgust. “I didn’t expect this clown to suddenly get involved. Since Ivan Vanko is not with you, I’ll leave first.”
He weighed the suitcase in his hand, and the mask of the metal armor fell down instantly, covering his face. Then he flashed like a red lightning, quickly left S.H.I.E.L.D., and flew towards his villa on the beach in New York.
Back at the luxurious beachfront villa, Tony couldn’t wait to unpack his suitcase. The sea breeze blew in through the French windows, carrying a salty taste, but it didn’t alleviate his nervous anticipation.
The items in the box were in a mess. There were old clothes worn by Howard Stark, the fabric had turned yellow and had wrinkles from time; there were also manuscripts from the last century, the paper was so fragile that it seemed like it would break with the slightest touch.
However, the lines and symbols on the reactor design drawing that he was most looking forward to were so outdated in his eyes. To him, who was now deeply trapped in the plight of palladium poisoning, it was undoubtedly a useless piece of waste paper.
The glimmer of hope that had ignited in him by his father’s belongings was instantly extinguished, like a bucket of cold water. Tony’s face was filled with dejection, his eyes filled with despair. He stuffed everything he had taken out back into the suitcase and threw it forcefully into the corner. The dull thud of the suitcase hitting the wall was like a cry of pain from his heart.
Meanwhile, in a luxuriously decorated private hospital in the United States, a secret deal is quietly brewing. Justin Hammer, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses and a custom-made suit, conceals his ambitious heart.
He was sandwiched between two burly men, striding towards the ward where two agents were guarding the door. The two agents saw the three men approaching aggressively, recognized Justin Hammer by his appearance, and immediately stepped aside respectfully to make way for them.
In the ward, Ivan Vanko, who had multiple fractures, has regained consciousness thanks to the careful treatment of the doctor hired by Justin.
However, due to his injuries and the shackles on his hands and feet, he could only lie in bed. At this moment, he stared at the buttocks of the middle-aged female nurse who was wiping his body, with greed in his eyes.
As a “descendant of a traitor” who has been discriminated against since childhood, he has suffered from contempt and humiliation in his life. It is rare for a woman to take care of him so attentively, and he naturally enjoys this process very much.
Just then, there was a knock on the door. Justin Hammer knocked politely, then pushed it open and entered. The caregiver heard the noise, looked up, and saw that it was his employer. He quickly stopped what he was doing and hurried out of the ward. The door closed gently, blocking out the outside world. A conversation full of calculation and conspiracy was about to begin.
“Who are you?” Ivan Vanko stared at Hammer fiercely, completely ignoring his current situation. In his eyes, he was already dead and there was nothing to be afraid of.
Justin Hammer was slightly taken aback, but as a businessman with many years of experience in the business world, he quickly adjusted his expression, put on a smile, showing a mouthful of white teeth, and introduced himself: “My name is Justin Hammer, and I’m the director of Hammer Industries.
Hammer Industries is now the number one military-industrial complex in the United States and a competitor of Stark Industries. There was a hint of pride in his words, as if he was showing off his achievements.
Ivan Vanko’s expression changed instantly when he heard this. He knew in his heart that it was this man who had saved him from Tony Stark and arranged such luxurious treatment for him. “You want me to help you deal with Tony Stark?” He asked bluntly, his eyes narrowed, a look of vigilance and calculation in them.
“You are indeed a smart man. You guessed it before I even said it explicitly.” Hammer clapped his hands excitedly. The smile on his face became brighter, but there was a cold light in his eyes. “That’s right, I just want you to help me deal with Tony Stark and his Stark Industries. I want to turn him from a rich man into a homeless man and let him experience the feeling of falling from the clouds to the bottom of the valley.” His words were full of hatred and ambition, as if he had already seen the miserable appearance of Tony Stark.
“What else can I gain from working for you besides revenge?” Ivan Vanko was impulsive, but not foolish. He knew that when dealing with this treacherous businessman, he had to gain sufficient benefits for himself.
He stared at Hammer, waiting for his answer. The atmosphere in the ward suddenly became tense.
24 Stryker (old version)
In the dimly lit hospital ward, the pungent smell of disinfectant filled the air, making breathing difficult. Justin Hammer elegantly adjusted his priceless custom-made suit, his expensive cufflinks gleaming coldly under the light.
He stared at Ivan Vanko on the hospital bed with a sharp gaze, a confident and somewhat cunning smile on his lips, and slowly said: “I, Justin Hammer, am definitely not someone like Tony Stark who can only use sweet words to coax women and make her willingly work for him.
Working for me, a million-dollar annual salary is just the starting point. I’ll also arrange for a house and a car. If you can help me take down Stark Industries, your compensation will be even higher. Think carefully about these offers. “Hammer’s voice was deep and magnetic, each word seemed carefully crafted, brimming with the power to seduce.
Ivan Vanko was lying on the hospital bed with bandages wrapped around his body. The pain from the wounds irritated his nerves from time to time.
But after hearing Hammer’s extremely tempting words, the long-dormant fire in his heart seemed to be doused with gasoline and instantly ignited.
However, the vigilance cultivated by years of struggling in difficult situations made him suppress his inner excitement. He responded coldly and expressionlessly, “Deal. However, since I want to work for you, I need the most advanced laboratory in the world. I hope to see it when I recover and am discharged from the hospital.”
His eyes revealed a kind of dedication and desire for his professional field, a kind of blazing light that only a true scientific researcher could possess.
Justin Hammer’s smile grew even brighter. He leaned forward slightly, displaying a very kind look, and said, “It’s just a small matter. Your attending physician has already said that as long as you cooperate with the treatment, you can be discharged in another month. By then, the lab results will definitely be fine.”
His tone was full of firm commitment, as if the laboratory had already been built and was just waiting for Ivan to move in.
Ivan Vanke knew that it was crucial to build a good relationship with his future boss, even though he had never worked before. So, despite feeling uncomfortable, he extended his right hand.
Justin Hammer immediately shook his hand enthusiastically. At that moment, it felt as if they had reached some kind of secret agreement. “It’s a pleasure to work with you,” they both said in unison.
Hammer then arranged for a bodyguard to guard the ward, instructing him to do his best to meet Ivan Vanko’s material needs. He then calmly left the hospital with another bodyguard. The ward door slowly closed, leaving Ivan Vanko alone in his bed, his mind constantly sketching out a blueprint for the future.
At the same time, in the distant Maple Leaf Country, the dawn was just breaking, and the golden sunlight penetrated the glass of the fighter plane like a sharp sword, shining directly on Leon’s face.
The dazzling light instantly broke his sweet dream. He opened his eyes slowly and reluctantly, muttering, “Is it morning already? I haven’t finished my sweet dream yet.” Although it was extremely uncomfortable to sleep in the chair and his whole body was full of aches, his good mood before going to bed still allowed him to have an extremely pleasant dream.
In his dream, he transformed into a powerful villain and defeated the Avengers’ usually majestic superheroes one by one. Even the cosmic villain Thanos was no match for him and was beaten to ashes.
Just when he was about to rule the entire universe and live a life surrounded by beauties and enjoying wealth and glory, the ruthless morning light brought him back to reality, forcing him to face the somewhat bleak situation before him.
Leon yawned, stood up from his chair with difficulty, and stretched himself to try to relieve the stiffness in his body.
Then, he slowly walked to the computer of the spacecraft and checked the working status of the two pangolin robots with focused eyes.
After a tireless night of digging, the two pangolins had carved out a cave the size of three bedrooms and a living room nearby. Leon stared at the image on the screen and muttered to himself, “This size might be enough for me to live in, but it’s far from enough for a research base.”
His brows were furrowed, and his eyes revealed a hint of worry. He had already made a secret decision in his mind and planned to let the pangolin robot continue to work for two days to expand the size of the cave.
By controlling the robot program, Leon input the instructions for them to continue working. After doing this, he remembered that he had not washed his face or brushed his teeth yet, and his body was probably not very fresh.
So, he quickly transformed into a flash mob star, and in a flash, he rushed towards the town at the foot of the mountain like a bolt of lightning. In the convenience store, he quickly picked up some toiletries and then headed to a nearby public restroom without stopping.
At the sink, he carefully brushed his teeth, washed his face, and then carefully adjusted his messy hair in the mirror. He put his nose close to his arm and sniffed carefully. After confirming that there was no strange smell, he transformed into a flash star again and headed towards a nearby factory to find the equipment he needed to manufacture his own armor.
Inside the factory, Leon’s eyes were like a hawk, scrutinizing each machine. Whenever he saw something useful, he quickly wrote its location down in the notebook he carried with him. As night fell and the town fell into a deep silence, Leon set out. With the combined powers of Flash Star and Four-Handed Overlord, like an invisible ghost, he silently and under cover of darkness carried the items he had spotted during the day back to his secret base, which was still under construction.
Looking at the increasing number of equipment at the base, Leon felt a sense of relief, but at the same time, he knew that some key equipment was still missing. He frowned, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes, and muttered, “Looks like I’ll have to go to the secret base that Stryker secretly built under the dam.”
Speaking of William Stryker, he’s a well-known figure. As a senior US military officer, he’s nicknamed “Colonel Stryker” and a mortal enemy of mutants.
It was he who injected Wolverine’s body with extremely hard adamantium, making Wolverine lose the ability to resist when facing Magneto and could only be slaughtered.
At the same time, he is also the father of the Master of Illusion, and he also created the Death Girl who has powerful self-healing abilities.
Leon chose this place as his secret research base. Besides its remote location and the proximity to industrial areas, which made it easy to access resources, the presence of Stryker Base was also a key factor. He reasoned that perhaps he could find the equipment he desperately needed there.
Leon transformed back into human form and brewed himself a pot of strong tea, hoping to lift his spirits with the aroma and warmth. He waited quietly for the Omnitrix to recharge, a hint of anxiety and anticipation in his eyes. Finally, when it did, a flash of blue-black lightning burst from the cave like a dragon. Leon transformed into a sprinter, swiftly darting through the mountains and forests. The whistling wind brushed past his ears, his speed so swift that he resembled a black phantom.
Five minutes later, near the Alkali Lake Dam, Leon’s figure constantly shifted on the ground, conducting a carpet search. Hard work paid off, and after some effort, he finally found the hidden entrance to the military base in the buildings on both sides of the dam.
Looking at the massive steel door and the combination lock that required facial recognition, Leon couldn’t help but frown. He rubbed his bald head with a worried look, feeling troubled. He had originally thought he could sneak in quietly, but in this situation, his broken watch didn’t have any alien heroes like Ghost or Ice Wraith who could ignore obstacles and pass through directly. It seemed that brute force was the only option.
In order to hide his true appearance, Leon decisively chose to transform into the alien hero Four-Armed Overlord. With a flash of green light, his body rapidly changed, becoming tall and strong, his four arms filled with infinite power.
Leon took a deep breath, gathered his strength, and punched the massive steel door. With a resounding “boom,” the door flew back, its immense impact leaving a deep mark on the ground. Without hesitation, Leon strode forward, swaggering inside.
The sudden loud noise instantly woke the soldiers who were immersed in their sleep. The soldiers hurriedly put on their uniforms and picked up their weapons. The shrill alarm sounded throughout the base.
Red indicator lights flashed continuously throughout the base, creating a tense and dangerous atmosphere. Leon stared at the flickering lights overhead, yawned, and sat down on the ground, looking relaxed and content, quietly waiting for the American soldiers guarding the base to come. He stretched out his hand and idly counted the time: “1, 2, 3, 4, 5…”
Two minutes later, a group of American soldiers, weapons in hand, pointed their rifles’ infrared sights directly at Leon. Leon tilted his head, looking at the soldiers before him with a smile that seemed “kind,” but in reality, a hint of playfulness. Then, an officer among the soldiers shouted, “Fire!” Instantly, bullets rained down on Leon.
However, for Leon, who possessed the powerful body of the Four-Handed Overlord, these bullets were like itching when hitting his body and could not cause any substantial damage.
Leon roared angrily and exerted force with his hands and feet. The next second, his body was like a red cannonball, smashing into the crowd at an extremely fast speed.
He grabbed a soldier at random, looked at the fear in his eyes, and saw a hint of amusement in them. He deliberately roared at the soldier, and the loud noise and terrifying appearance frightened the soldier unconscious.
Leon dismissively tossed the unconscious soldier aside, muttering, “What a coward! He fainted from a simple scare. Useless.” Then, he focused all his efforts on the other soldiers. Leon had no mercy for these Stryker minions; in his view, none of them were good people. Thirty seconds passed, and the intense gunfire faded, leaving the ground littered with the bodies of soldiers.
After resolving these obstacles, Lyon did not stop at all and walked quickly towards the interior of the base, his eyes full of anticipation.
[Thanks to 23cm for the monthly ticket. I wish the boss good health, a peaceful life, 8 babies in one birth, and eternal immortality.]25 Yuriko (old version)
The alarm echoed harshly in the base like a death warrant, and the red warning lights cut the corridor into blood-red light bands of alternating light and dark.
Leon stepped on the messy ground, the air filled with the mixed smell of gun smoke and blood. He looked around vigilantly, afraid that a web of lasers would suddenly appear in the corridor.
Finally, after turning the third corner, a heavy metal door appeared in front of us. The eye-catching “Laboratory” sign on the door was flashing with a faint blue light, as if silently telling the secret hidden inside.
Leon didn’t hesitate. His four-armed Overlord form granted him immense strength. He clenched his fists, muscles bulging and veins popping, and slammed them down on the metal door. A violent explosion echoed, and the door panel twisted and buckled like a piece of paper before crashing to the ground, sending up a cloud of choking dust.
Just as he stepped halfway into the laboratory, two trembling voices suddenly rang out from the shadows: “Don’t move! Are you a mutant or some other unknown creature?”
Leon’s sharp gaze pierced through the dust, revealing two figures in white coats. The older researcher had graying hair, and his eyes, rimmed by his gold-rimmed glasses, were filled with fear and unease. The younger researcher gripped his gun tightly, his arms trembling slightly, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
Leon couldn’t help but burst out laughing, his laughter full of mockery and disdain: “Me? Of course I’m a mutant, you two idiots! Stryker’s minions outside can’t do anything to me with rifles, and you two dare to threaten me with pistols in your hands!”
Before he finished speaking, he extended his large hand like lightning, precisely grabbing the backs of their necks. With a slight push, their heads collided heavily with a dull thud, and they instantly collapsed to the ground, falling unconscious.
Looking at the two unconscious men, Leon frowned slightly, quickly weighing the pros and cons in his mind. If he killed them, Hell would have two more souls; but if he kept them, perhaps he could use this opportunity to create chaos and increase Magneto’s hatred for Stryker.
A sly look flashed in his eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. “Two idiots, I wonder if they will mistake me for a mutant and pass this wrong message to Stryker.”
In the end, he decided to spare their lives, intending to cleverly shift the blame to Magneto’s Brotherhood of Mutants. He threw the two men into the corridor of the laboratory with a look of disgust, as if throwing away two worthless pieces of trash.
Then, Leon instantly transformed into a small and agile warrior through the flashing Omnitrix symbol on his arm.
He was like a flash of green lightning, moving quickly and strolling around the laboratory.
Suddenly, a large incubator caught his eye. Inside, a naked woman floated quietly in a green culture medium. She had the distinctive features of an island woman, with delicate features and a curvaceous figure, no less attractive than a white woman.
Leon stood in front of the incubator, looking up at the woman inside, feeling confused. “Why is there a naked woman in the incubator? She looks like an island woman.”
His mind raced, and combined with what he had previously learned about Stryker’s evil deeds, a bold hypothesis emerged in his mind: “Stryker’s experiment? Could this girl be Death Girl, possessing the same self-healing ability as Wolverine? If I rescue her, I can use her as a test subject for research.”
The thought made him excited, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He looked at the island woman, suspected to be the “Death Woman,” with admiration for a few more times before deciding to continue searching for what he needed and deal with her when he left.
Leon skipped to the front of the laboratory control console. His small body allowed him to easily use the chair in front of the table to jump onto the console.
His eyes were fixed on the screen, and he muttered to himself, “Let me see, what are you working on, Stryker!” With his little warrior’s superior intelligence, his fingers tapped rapidly on the console, like a pianist playing a passionate piece of music. Effortlessly, he successfully cracked the computer’s security program.
By sliding the mouse under the keyboard, Leon carefully moved to the folders inside and looked at them carefully.
As the information on the screen continued to appear, a smile of surprise gradually appeared on his face. “It turns out that woman is just as I thought, a man-made mutant with self-healing abilities – Death Girl. Her name is Yuriko Koyama…”
He not only learned the identity of “Oyama Yuriko”, but also learned the details of her body modification, especially the special brain-computer interface in her head. Through this interface, he could not only use the brain fluid of Stryker’s son “Master of Illusions” to control her, but also edit her memory.
After reading this information, Leon’s thoughts became more resolute. He felt that a puppet that he could manipulate at will would undoubtedly be a powerful aid. Taking it away would increase the labor force, so why not?
He gently closed the folder containing Yuriko’s information and slowly moved his hand downward. Suddenly, a file titled “Sentinel Project (Abandoned)” appeared in his field of vision. His eyes instantly became focused: “Sentinel Project? Sentinel robots? It seems Stryker also researched Sentinel robots, but it seems his research failed.”
Lyon knew the importance of this information very well, and he concentrated on memorizing the experimental data in it firmly in his mind.
The world he inhabits is more reminiscent of the world after Wolverine’s Days of Future Past. While Bolivar Tesla still exists, this brilliant scientist doesn’t hate mutants and died of illness before he was born, becoming a mere figure in history. Without Tesla’s central role, Stryker’s Sentinel Project naturally fails.
At this moment, Leon suddenly realized that the Omnitrix’s transformation time was about to end. He immediately sped up, glanced through the remaining information, and “thoughtfully” deleted all the files from the computer, as if these secrets had never existed.
After doing all this, it was time for him to transform. He turned back into human form and strode to Yuriko Koyama’s incubator.
He lifted his shod foot and fiercely kicked the chamber. A terrifying force erupted, shattering the glass and sending green culture fluid cascading out like a flood, forming a green puddle on the ground.
At the moment when Yuriko Koyama was about to fall, Leon rushed forward and held her firmly to prevent her fair body from being injured by the broken glass on the ground.
He felt the soft touch on his palm and was stunned for a few seconds, muttering to himself: “As expected, the skin of Asians feels better. The skin of white people is still too rough, and the body odor is a bit strong.” After coming to his senses, he hurriedly took off his coat and gently put it on Yuriko, who was naked.
Leon was 5’9″, and his jacket, zipped up to Yuriko, who was just over 5’7″, was just long enough to cover her private parts. He carried her like a princess, placing her near the door, then leaned against the wall, quietly waiting for his watch to charge.
Fifteen minutes later, a standard truck loaded with cargo appeared outside the base. Leon, now wearing a bloodless military jacket, sat in the driver’s seat and glanced at the unconscious Yuriko in the passenger seat. A hint of anticipation flashed in his eyes.
He then quickly drove away. Before leaving, he used his advanced skills to completely delete all surveillance records from the base, eliminating any possibility of recovery.
He secretly calculated that as long as Stryker came back and found the two researchers who were driven crazy by him using the brain fluid extract of the “Master of Illusion”, he would be able to successfully put the blame on the mutants.
Lyon drove the car, cleverly choosing remote roads and carefully avoiding the cameras on the road along the way.
Finally, he drove the truck to the bottom of the mountain. To avoid the tedious transportation process, he returned to the ground halfway up the mountain and drove the fighter plane down.
He worked tirelessly to load the cargo from the truck onto the fighter plane one by one, not missing out on anything that might be useful.
He did not waste the truck. He turned into a spirit and dismantled the entire truck with his unique abilities.
He left the things he didn’t need there, and then flew his fully loaded fighter plane back to the secret base halfway up the mountain.
Back in the cave, Leon felt exhausted, but he didn’t rest. He poured himself a few cups of tea, which he hadn’t finished before setting out, and guzzled them all. The caffeine and tea polyphenols in the tea took effect quickly, perking him up and preparing him for a night of work.
He brought Yuriko, who was still in a coma, onto the fighter plane and connected her brain to the fighter plane’s computer through the brain-computer interface on her head.
Because his own skills were not up to par, he transformed himself into a small special soldier. With the help of Gavin’s intelligence and technology, he successfully tampered with Yuriko’s memory and set himself as her only master.
In order to test whether the experiment was successful, he turned back into a human and waited quietly for her to wake up, his heart full of anticipation and nervousness.
26 Memory (Old Version)
The scent of damp moss blew in from outside along with the cold wind. Leon looked at the sleeping figure lying on the ground.
Yuriko’s eyelashes trembled slightly like the wings of a frightened butterfly.
After two or three seconds, her eyes slowly opened, like the morning light parting through thick fog. A lingering sense of confusion still lingered in her brown pupils. “Are you awake?” Leon’s voice unconsciously took on a raspy quality.
“Master, how long have I been unconscious?” Yuriko’s voice was weak and ethereal. She tried hard to recall, but her memory was like a broken mirror. She only remembered that in the dark warehouse, a dozen ninjas surrounded her like ghosts, and the severe pain drowned her like a tide.
At the moment when her consciousness was about to fade, Leon’s familiar figure appeared, and his strong arms hugged her tightly, followed by the enemy’s terrified scream.
Leon stretched out two fingers, shook them in front of her, and said in a heavy tone: “You have been in a coma for two years, Yuriko.”
“Two years? Why was I unconscious for so long? And why wasn’t I wearing pants?” Yuriko suddenly sat up from the ground. The cold touch on her buttocks instantly sobered her up. She looked down at her naked body, a trace of panic in her eyes.
Lyon cursed Stryker and his group in his heart. When he took over Yuriko, her body was full of wounds. In order to facilitate the experiment, those bastards made her lie naked on the cold laboratory table.
He coughed awkwardly a few times, trying to make his tone sound gentle: “Ahem, Yuriko, you were in a coma for two years. Due to the serious injuries, I transformed your body and brought you back to life.
You now possess extraordinary self-healing abilities, and all your bones have transformed into hard adamantium. Simply focus your attention and control your body, and the adamantium nails on your hands will pierce through your fingers, revealing a weapon that can cut through metal like mud.
“Focus?” Yuriko muttered, looking down at her hands. She slowly closed her eyes, her brow furrowed, and beads of sweat quickly formed on her forehead. Her brain felt as if it were being pricked by countless steel needles. Just when she was about to give up, a subtle “click” sounded. She opened her eyes abruptly, only to see slender silver “steel claws” piercing her skin, flashing a cold light in the dim cave.
Determined to verify this miraculous ability, Yuriko thrust the steel claws at the back of her hand. With a single swipe, the sharp claws pierced the back of her hand, leaving a deep wound visible to the bone. Just as blood was about to gush out, a miracle occurred—the wound healed with visible speed, the flesh regrowing and regrowing. In the blink of an eye, the back of her hand was restored to its original state, as if it had never been injured.
“What an amazing ability, Master! This ability of mine comes from a mutant named ‘Logan’, right?” Yuriko looked up at Leon with excitement in her eyes.
“You know Wolverine?” Leon raised his eyebrows in surprise. He didn’t look into Yuriko’s memory in depth, but he didn’t expect that she knew this secret.
Yuriko’s eyes gradually grew distant. “My father was a researcher, and he dedicated his life to experiments involving the implantation of adamantium into the human body. When I was very young, I read his research materials, which detailed the process of implanting a mutant named Logan with adamantium. My mother told me that my father’s experiment was ultimately successful, but he died at the hands of the subject he was most proud of.”
“Are you sure it was Wolverine who killed your father?” Leon asked solemnly.
“I’m sure, because this was seen with his own eyes by my father’s superior, Colonel Stryker.” Yuriko said calmly, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.
Leon keenly caught the indifference in her tone: “Judging from your reaction, you don’t seem to want to take revenge on the murderer of your father?”
Yuriko was silent for a moment, with a complex emotion flashing in her eyes: “He is my father’s proudest work. Revenge on him will only make my father’s lifelong efforts go to waste. I don’t want revenge, I just want to compete with him to see who is stronger.” At the end, her voice rose unconsciously, and her eyes burned with fighting spirit.
Leon shook his head helplessly and handed over a beef burger: “If you want to fight Wolverine, I can help you, but now you have to eat something quickly and help me move the things on the fighter plane into the cave.”
“Arigato! Master!” Yuriko knelt on the ground, respectfully took the food with both hands, her eyes full of gratitude.
Looking at her back, Leon thought to himself: “It seems that I have to slowly correct her living habits. The servility ingrained in the Japanese people is really unbearable.”
Meanwhile, the morning light in Queens, New York, gently shone on an ordinary house. May Parker, wearing an apron, had just set breakfast on the table.
The aroma of fried eggs filled the air. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and was about to wake up her husband Ben and her sleeping nephew when the doorbell rang.
“Ding Dong——”
Ben Parker walked out of the room in his pajamas. When they heard the doorbell, they looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.
“Ben? Have you invited any friends to your house?” Mei asked, tilting her head.
“No, just open the door and you’ll know.” Ben shook his head and motioned Mei to open the door.
Mei walked to the door, checked through the peephole to confirm it was safe, and slowly opened it. Two men in suits stood outside. The one on the left had a slightly higher hairline and a gentle yet sharp look in his eyes. The man on the right wore sunglasses and exuded a dangerous aura.
“Gentlemen, what can I do for you?” Mei asked with a polite smile.
“Good morning, ma’am. I’m Phil Coulson, an FBI agent, and this is my colleague Barton.” Coulson flashed a professional smile and quickly displayed his forged ID in front of May. Due to the unique nature of S.H.I.E.L.D., which is not yet well known to the public, they had to use FBI identities to successfully complete their mission.
Mei looked at the ID and suddenly felt an ominous premonition in her heart. Her voice unconsciously rose: “Ben, come here quickly!”
Ben heard his wife’s anxious cry, put down his water cup, and hurried to the door. Having worked in the media for many years and seen countless people, he could tell at a glance that these two people were definitely not ordinary people. He calmly pulled Mei behind him and asked cautiously, “Who are you?”
Coulson took out his ID again, displayed it quickly, and then took it back. “We are FBI agents. Excuse me, sir, is Mr. Leon home?”
Ben’s heart tightened, but he remained calm on the surface: “He’s not here. He lived outside a long time ago. What do you two want from him?”
27 Missing (Old Version)
“He’s missing, and we’re looking for him.” Coulson responded to Ben Parker’s question with a calm tone but a hidden edge, like a sheathed blade ready to be unsheathed at any time.
Ben Parker’s brows twisted into knots, his face filled with worry and confusion. “Missing? Why missing? Can you tell us what happened to Leon? Isn’t he a security guard at Stark Industries? How could he disappear?”
In his memory, Leon has always been a sensible and obedient child who would never disappear without reason. His disappearance now must have other hidden reasons.
Coulson leaned forward slightly, staring intently at Ben Parker, trying to catch any sign of abnormality in his expression. “A few days ago, a terrorist attack occurred in Morocco. The perpetrator was a Russian. He targeted Leon’s protégé, Tony Stark. After the attack, Leon disappeared.”
His voice was low and slow, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting the Parkers’ hearts.
Ben Parker’s face turned pale instantly, and May Parker couldn’t help but cover her mouth, her eyes filled with fear. Coulson keenly observed their reactions and secretly judged in his heart: it seems that they really know nothing about this matter.
So he changed to an official tone: “Leon has been missing for more than 48 hours. If you have any news about him, please be sure to tell us.” After that, he and Hawkeye turned and walked towards the classic car. The roar of the engine resounded through the street and soon disappeared in the morning mist.
“Ben, is Leon in danger?” As soon as Coulson and the others left, May Parker anxiously pulled out her cell phone and, with trembling fingers, dialed Leon’s number. However, there was only a monotonous busy tone on the receiver, and her heart sank to the bottom.
Ben Parker forced himself to remain calm and gently patted his wife’s shoulder. “Mei, don’t worry too much. Leon should be fine. This child must have turned off his phone for some unspeakable reason.
I’ve also heard about Tony Stark’s story. My friend told me that it was Leon who defeated the Russian. You don’t have to worry about his safety. Given his personality, if he knew the FBI was looking for him, he would definitely find a safe place to hide.” Despite saying this, his eyes couldn’t hide his worry.
At this moment, there were footsteps on the stairs, and Peter walked downstairs, rubbing his sleepy eyes: “Uncle Ben, Aunt Mei, what are you talking about? I think I heard cousin Leon’s name, what happened to him?”
Ben Parker’s heart tightened, but a natural smile appeared on his face. “Nothing. We were just chatting about your cousin’s work. The kid is very busy right now and doesn’t have time to answer the phone.”
Peter yawned and muttered, “No wonder I sent him a message yesterday, but he didn’t reply. It turns out he was too busy. By the way, Aunt Mei, what are you having for breakfast today?”
May Parker, interrupted by Peter, temporarily put aside her worries and regained her composure. “Let’s have sandwiches and milk today. Hurry up, both of you, and wash your hands.”
On the other side, Coulson and Hawkeye drove a vintage sports car at lightning speed towards the apartment that Lyon rented in New York.
In the parking lot, Hawkeye parked the car expertly. The two exchanged glances, nodded in tacit understanding, and took their professional tools from the trunk. They walked steadily toward the apartment, like two cheetahs ready to pounce.
Standing in the hallway in front of the apartment, Coulson glanced around cautiously. After confirming that no one was around, he signaled to Hawkeye. Hawkeye pulled out his tools, and with the help of S.H.I.E.L.D.’s advanced technology, he quickly cracked the electronic door lock. With a click, the door slowly opened. The two men, donning gloves, slipped into the house like ghosts.
The apartment was bare, sparsely furnished, and felt particularly desolate. Coulson and Hawkeye split the work, one checking the bedroom and kitchen, the other the living room and storage room. Their movements were swift and meticulous, leaving no corner untouched. Drawers were opened and gently pushed back, mattresses were lifted and put back in their original positions, and even books on the shelves were pulled out and examined one by one.
“It seems that he has never come back. His residence in Raccoon City has not been checked yet. I wonder if there are any results from Natasha and Jill.” Coulson closed the last cabinet door, took off his gloves, sighed helplessly, and reached out to touch his forehead with a slightly high hairline.
Hawkeye leaned against the doorframe, recalling the brief time he spent with Leon in Raccoon City. A wry smile appeared on his face. “That kid was able to disappear right under the noses of Tony Stark and Natasha. He probably has powerful superpowers. It seems I was wrong. He actually hid himself so deeply.”
Coulson nodded thoughtfully, then suddenly asked, “What do you think his purpose was in taking the Ark Reactor? Was it really like Tony Stark said, that he regarded it as a trophy and didn’t want to give it to anyone else?”
Hawkeye raised his eyebrows, a sly look flashing in his eyes: “Although you have never met, do you really believe what that kid said, Coulson? In my opinion, what he said is just an excuse.
I remember Leon’s profile said he was adopted and then became an American citizen. Before that, he was from the East. Do you think there’s a possibility that he’s an agent like us, and after obtaining the Ark Reactor, he left with the help of the ‘S.H.I.E.A.’
Coulson couldn’t help laughing out loud: “He was trained as an agent by the S.H.I.E.A. at such a young age. Barton, you must have watched too many science fiction movies. I think it’s more likely that he is a person with super powers.” While discussing, the two walked out of the apartment, locked the door, and drove to their next destination.
At the same time, the sky over Raccoon City was overcast, as if foreshadowing an impending storm.
Natasha, led by Gil, arrived at Lyon’s suburban home. As soon as she opened the door, a wave of loneliness washed over her. The table in the living room was covered in a thin layer of dust, and the wall clock had long since stopped ticking, as if time had stood still.
Natasha frowned and quickly searched the house, looking through every cabinet and drawer, but found nothing. She turned to look at Jill: “Are there any other rooms in his house?”
“There is also a very hidden basement.” Jill said, walked to the wall, and gently pressed a hidden button. A secret door slowly opened, revealing the stairs leading to the basement.
The two walked down the stairs, and the scene in the basement made Natasha’s eyes widen: it was like a small air-raid shelter, with shelves filled with various weapons and ammunition, and boxes of food and drinking water piled in the corners.
“Why does this place look so much like an air-raid shelter, and why are there so many weapons and food stored here? Is Leon planning to turn this place into a shelter?” Natasha couldn’t help but complain.
Jill explained: “Leon told me that he had predicted a virus outbreak in Raccoon City a long time ago, so he stockpiled so many supplies.”
Natasha’s lips curled up into a meaningful smile. “The ability to predict the future? It seems that this explanation can really explain why he hoarded so many supplies. I have to report this to Fury.
Since we haven’t found anything here, there’s no need to waste time. It’s time to leave.” Then, she took Jill out of the basement, boarded the fighter jet parked on the street, and flew towards the New York headquarters.
28 Snatch (Old Version)
Night, like thick ink, quietly enveloped Tony Stark’s luxurious seaside villa. The waves crashed against the rocks, creating a low roar that intertwined with the deafening music from within the villa, creating an eerie yet captivating atmosphere.
At this time, Tony Stark, the world-renowned genius inventor and billionaire, was standing at the crossroads of fate and made a shocking decision – in the last moments of his life, he would completely release himself and return to the image of the “playboy” who once lived a life of luxury.
Today is Tony’s birthday. This special day seems to be the last carnival signal in the bleak countdown of his life.
In order to fully enjoy the happiness that he would never be able to experience again after death, he carefully planned an extremely luxurious party.
The villa was ablaze with lights, and the crystal chandeliers radiated a dazzling light, illuminating the entire hall like daylight. A champagne tower soared into the sky, and countless bubbles rose and burst in the golden liquid, making subtle sounds.
The invited guests were all dressed in gorgeous clothes. The daughters of wealthy families wore priceless evening gowns and sparkling jewelry, looking like princesses in fairy tales. The socialites behaved elegantly, exuding charming charm while talking and laughing. The tall fashion models posed in various seductive poses under the lights, becoming a beautiful landscape at the party.
And Tony’s most proud iron armor is no longer a weapon on the battlefield, but is treated as a precious collection, neatly displayed on the stage, as if silently telling the glorious battles they have experienced.
Tony, clad in his Mark IV armor, held a glass of red wine, swaying it gently. The liquid rippled in the glass, reflecting a multicolored light. A flush crept across his face, perhaps from the alcohol or perhaps from the pent-up emotions about to erupt. On the stage, he commanded the audience like a king, capturing everyone’s attention.
“Are you curious? What should I do if I want to go to the bathroom while wearing armor?” Tony suddenly picked up the microphone, raised the corners of his mouth, revealed a sly smile, and glanced at the beauties in the audience who were full of curiosity.
There was a sudden whisper among the crowd. Everyone was attracted by this strange question and showed an expectant expression, wanting to know what answer this genius inventor would give.
Tony did not explain, but made a jaw-dropping move on the stage – he put his hand under his lower abdomen, and a small stream of smelly water shot out from the crotch of the armor.
The crowd erupted in laughter and screams. Some women shyly covered their faces, while others cheered excitedly. Stimulated by the alcohol and the enthusiastic atmosphere, Tony completely let loose, as if releasing all the pressure and constraints that had accumulated in his heart over the years.
But this was only the beginning. After performing this ridiculous act, Tony was still not satisfied, so he raised his palm and aimed at the huge light bulb hanging above the crowd.
Before anyone could react, the palm cannon instantly unleashed a dazzling beam of energy. With a resounding “boom,” the glass bulb shattered, sending fragments raining down.
Surprisingly, the beauties in the audience were not afraid at all. Instead, they felt extremely excited. Screams and cheers came one after another, pushing the atmosphere of the party to a new climax.
Just then, a bold blonde woman picked up a bottle of red wine and threw it forcefully at Tony on the stage. Tony understood, a flicker of excitement in his eyes. He quickly charged the energy cannon in his chest, and with a flash of blue light, he precisely shattered the flying bottle. The red wine rained down like blood, and the atmosphere in the room grew even more frenzied.
At the end of the crowd, Pepper, Rhodes, and Happy stood together, each with a different expression. Pepper covered her eyes with her hands, unable to bear the sight of Tony’s absurd behavior on the stage. Her heart was filled with disappointment and helplessness, as if she didn’t recognize the man behaving so madly before her. Happy, on the other hand, looked worried. As the head of security, he knew that Tony’s dangerous behavior could have serious consequences, and he was always prepared to deal with any emergency.
Rhode’s reaction was the most intense. His body trembled with anger, his face flushed crimson. “Happy! Is Tony crazy? I just this morning assured the military that Tony’s Iron Man suit wouldn’t endanger public safety, and now he’s wearing it recklessly, acting like a monkey.” Rhode angrily complained to Happy beside him, feeling betrayed. He felt that his kindness had been completely ignored by Tony.
Happy quickly comforted him, “Rod, calm down. Maybe Tony has been through a lot of bad things recently and he feels a little depressed. He just wants to vent.” Under his persuasion, Rod suppressed his anger and did not run to the stage to teach Tony a lesson for the time being.
However, Rhodes’s tolerance did not make Tony restrain himself, but made Tony even more aggressive.
Rhodes could no longer suppress his inner anger. He quickly came to the showroom behind Tony and, relying on his understanding of Tony and his own authority, entered the password and broke in.
With the help of a robotic arm, he quickly put on the Mark II, then shattered the glass of the showroom with a shot, rushed onto the stage aggressively, and wrestled with Tony who was using the armor to please a beautiful woman.
The sudden conflict instantly caused panic among the crowd, with screams and shouts surging in unison. Happy reacted quickly, immediately leading other security personnel to begin an orderly evacuation of the partygoers.
It has to be said that Happy’s work efficiency was extremely high. Under his command, except for Rhodes and Tony, everyone else was quickly taken out of the villa, avoiding greater chaos and danger.
At this moment, in the banquet hall, Rhode and Tony, empowered by their battle armor, engaged in a fierce battle. Rhode gradually mastered the control of the battle armor, no longer fearing the power of the weapon would endanger public safety. He simply gathered energy in his palm and shot it at Tony.
Tony had been hit several times by Rhodes in the fight just now, and his mind gradually became clearer. Seeing the dangerous energy condensed in Rhodes’ palm, he quickly counterattacked and released the palm cannon in the same way.
The two powerful energies collided fiercely in the air, like two meteors colliding, emitting a dazzling light and a huge explosion. A violent shock wave spread out from the intersection of the energies, the immense impact directly knocking the two people flying.
They fell heavily to the ground, and the surrounding furniture and decorations were overturned by the powerful air wave. The banquet hall was in a mess, with broken objects and dust all over the floor.
Five seconds later, Rhode was the first to stand up from the ground. He controlled the armor to fly into the air, crashing through the roof of Tony’s house, and then left gracefully, disappearing into the vast night sky. Seeing his beloved house being hit by Rhode and a huge hole in it, Tony was not angry, but instead smiled with relief.
Knowing his time was running out, Tony realized the burden of upholding justice was too heavy, and he wanted to shed that responsibility. Rhodes’s seizure of the armor was exactly what he wanted. He had set strict limits on the armor, and if he didn’t allow it, Rhodes wouldn’t even have the chance to wear it.
Now, he deliberately indulged himself in his behavior and angered Rhodes, just to let Rhodes snatch the armor and hand over the mission of maintaining peace to this trustworthy friend.
After Rhodes snatched the armor and left the villa, he returned to the air force base wearing it. Because Tony Stark had come to him wearing the armor before, Rhodes did not encounter any attack from the base’s defense system on the way back and returned to the base safely.
However, word quickly reached his superior, General Ross, that Rhodes had stolen the Mark II. General Ross, intent on strengthening his army, saw Tony’s Iron Man armor as a formidable weapon. As a superior, he ordered Rhodes to hand over the armor.
In less than two hours, the armor was transferred from Rhode’s body to a military laboratory. Several top scientists gathered around the armor, their eyes filled with curiosity and excitement. They attempted to disassemble the Mark II and study its advanced technology.
Soon, scientists discovered the program Tony had implanted in the suit. Not only could the suit only be donned by Rhodes, but it also self-destructed if disassembled. Faced with the numerous obstacles set by Tony’s genius, the scientists were helpless. Despite racking their brains, they were unable to overcome these limitations.
The men were scolded by General Ross, and ultimately, the armor returned to Rhodes’s hands. Although the armor couldn’t be disassembled, Rhodes didn’t give up. To enhance the armor’s combat effectiveness, he approached Hammer Industries, Stark Industries’ sworn enemy, and commissioned them to help upgrade the armor. A new storm seemed to be brewing.
Meanwhile, at the secret military base at Lake Alkali Dam, Stryker, returning from a mission, was stunned by the scene before him. Corpses lay scattered across the ground, and the air was thick with the stench of blood. A sense of foreboding washed over him. A careful examination of the bodies revealed that the soldiers had been dead for over a day.
In order to find out what happened in the base during his absence, Stryker hurried to the laboratory with his confidant. As soon as he entered the door, he ran into two confused researchers.
Seeing that there were still living people in the laboratory, Stryker didn’t care about the mental state of the two men. He rushed forward, grabbed their collars, and asked loudly who had attacked his secret base.
“It’s a mutant! It’s a mutant! A red mutant monster!” The two researchers looked at Stryker’s ferocious expression, and the horrific scene before he was knocked unconscious flashed through their minds, and they shouted in horror.
“It’s this race that should be exterminated again. It seems that we have to carry out the plan as soon as possible.” After getting the answer he wanted, Stryker threw the two crazy people aside with an angry look on his face, and then quickly walked into the laboratory.
Because he had prepared himself mentally in advance, Stryker did not show any extreme emotions when he saw the lost items in the laboratory and the missing experimental subject “Death Girl”.
In his opinion, as long as the core things related to his plan are not missing in the laboratory, a bigger conspiracy against mutants may be about to unfold.
29 Coulson and Tony (old version)
Time flows like the sands of an hourglass; before you know it, a month has slipped through your fingers. The threads of fate weave quietly in the shadows, guiding the paths of different people in unknown directions. A drama of life, death, and revenge quietly unfolds.
At this moment, surrounded by sophisticated medical equipment, Ivan Vanko finally recovered after a long period of treatment and rehabilitation in a private ward carefully arranged by Hammer Industries. Hammer Industries, leveraging its vast power and underhanded tactics, staged a cover-up.
They found a man who looked similar to Ivan Vanko, and used threats and bribes to coerce him into going to jail. Then, through layers of forged documents and identity information, they packaged Ivan Vanko as a legitimate American citizen, allowing him to enter the door of Hammer Industries.
On the surface, Ivan Vanko calmly accepted his new identity, but the sinister glint in his eyes revealed the fire of revenge burning in his heart, waiting for the right time to erupt.
Meanwhile, Tony Stark’s life was like a candle in the wind, teetering on the brink of collapse under the erosion of the palladium element. The reactor in his chest that once gave him strength now became a deadly poison, continuously pumping toxins into his body.
As time passed, the toxins spread wildly throughout his body, corroding every inch of his skin and organs. The once high-spirited and brilliant inventor now grew thinner and thinner, his pale face etched with fatigue and haggardness, his wise eyes cast a dim shadow by the pain.
He entrusted all of Stark Industries’ complex affairs to Pepper Potts. This shrewd and capable woman, like a stabilizing force, firmly supported Stark Industries.
Tony himself was completely addicted to a life of luxury, going to various lavish parties, surrounded by fine wine and beautiful women, trying to numb his fear of death with sensory stimulation and short-lived pleasure, and to seize the last good moments of his life.
As the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky a brilliant orange-red, Tony, wearing his iconic steel armor, sat alone on the edge of a cliff. Beneath his feet was the surging sea, and the waves, carrying the salty sea breeze, continuously slapped against the cliff, splashing white waves.
He clutched a bottle of liquor and took a long gulp. The acrid liquid burned down his throat, but it couldn’t dispel the gloom in his heart. Watching the crimson sun sink slowly below the horizon, its afterglow gradually fading, he seemed to see the end of his life, and a feeling of powerless sadness washed over him.
Tony was soon drunk and unconscious. Guided by Jarvis’ gentle voice and supported by a robotic arm, he stumbled back to the villa. Under the influence of alcohol, everything around him became unreal and distorted.
In a trance, he saw a familiar figure appear before him—it was his father, Howard! “Father, aren’t you dead?” Tony shook his heavy head, trying to clear his mind, but his vision became increasingly blurry. He staggered to his feet and rushed towards “Howard,” falling headfirst into a warm and strong embrace.
“Mr. Stark, you’re drunk. This doesn’t seem like the way I remember you.” A gentle and familiar male voice rang in his ears. Although his mind was in a state of confusion, Tony was still keenly aware that it was not his father’s voice.
He forced himself to look up to see the other person’s appearance, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck, and a numbness quickly spread throughout his body. Then, his vision went black, and he completely lost consciousness and fell limply into the other person’s arms.
The next morning, the first rays of sunlight filtered through the large French windows, gently pouring down onto Tony’s priceless two-meter-long bed. The warm light, like a gentle hand, gently awoke the sleeping Tony.
He slowly opened his eyes, the glaring sunlight causing him to squint subconsciously. As his vision gradually cleared, he saw a man with a slightly receding hairline sitting quietly beside the bed, his eyes filled with concern and gentleness.
“Coulson? Why are you in my house?” Tony suddenly sat up from the bed, his body instinctively moved to the side, putting distance between him and Coulson, and looked at him warily.
Coulson had his usual gentle smile on his face and said in a relaxed tone, “Mr. Stark, you were drunk last night and mistook me for Mr. Howard. You even almost vomited on me.”
Tony rubbed his swollen temples, the headache from the hangover making him feel uncomfortable. He gave an apologetic smile and said, “Sorry, I’m drunk and hallucinating. But what’s the important thing you came to see me about?”
Compared to Nick Fury’s black trench coat, eye patch, and the mystery and seriousness of a pirate captain, Coulson’s friendly and easy-going temperament obviously made Tony feel more comfortable.
“I brought you a special medicine. I injected it into you last night. The green lines on your body have decreased a lot.” Coulson said, pointing to the location of the reactor on Tony’s chest. “Also, I brought another relic of your father.
Our agents stumbled upon it while cleaning out a warehouse belonging to the Strategic Scientific Corps, the predecessor of S.H.I.E.L.D. It mentioned your father’s discovery of a new element. I immediately brought it to you upon learning of this news.” Coulson pulled a videotape from his pocket and gently placed it on the bedside table.
“New element!” Tony’s eyes lit up instantly, as if he had seen a glimmer of light in the darkness. He couldn’t wait to lift his clothes and examine his body. When he saw that the terrifying green lines had mostly faded, an indescribable joy surged in his heart. This meant that he might have a chance of survival!
Tony quickly stood up from the bed, eager for a new life. He first loudly told Jarvis to order two hearty breakfasts online, then picked up the videotape, dragged Coulson to the living room, put the videotape into the player, and watched it intently.
His eyes were focused and serious, not missing a single scene or word. With Howard’s hint in the video, he finally found the key clue – the secret of the new element was hidden in Howard’s design of the future New York city model.
After getting this important clue, Tony tried hard to recall the location of the model in his mind. He was so anxious that he didn’t even bother to eat breakfast. He dragged Coulson to the garage.
The two jumped into the Ford pickup truck parked in the garage, the engine roared, and they sped all the way to Stark Industries headquarters. Due to drinking the night before, the task of driving back and forth fell on Coulson’s shoulders.
After successfully bringing the model back to the villa, Tony couldn’t wait to use Jarvis’s powerful computing power to transform the model into a holographic image and project it into the air. He stood in front of the holographic image, his eyes fixed on the model, his mind working rapidly.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him. He decisively removed interfering elements from the model, such as roads and trees. Using the central building as a framework, he simulated the surrounding buildings as protons and neutrons, experimenting with their combinations and permutations. With Jarvis’s assistance, in less than half an hour, a completely new atomic structure emerged.
To expedite the creation of the new element, Tony wolfed down his breakfast while bustling about the lab. He expertly disassembled various experimental equipment and reassembled them to suit his own vision. Coulson, observing this, volunteered to join in, handing tools and adjusting the equipment.
The two worked with great enthusiasm from dawn to dusk, forgetting even lunch. Finally, as the sun set, the simple particle accelerator was completed.
Tony watched the sun sinking outside the window, a glimmer of hope in his eyes. He ignored his already rumbling stomach and carefully placed a prism into the machine. He took a deep breath, then decisively started the machine and turned the power to maximum.
Instantly, a dazzling stream of high-energy blue particles erupted, its powerful force instantly piercing the wall. Tony frantically redirected the stream, aiming it towards the bull’s-eye. Wherever the blue light struck, reinforced concrete walls were sliced ​​like tofu, and expensive titanium furniture was split in two. Fortunately, Tony was wealthy and unconcerned with the damage.
Finally, just before the entire lab was destroyed, a new element, gleaming with a mysterious blue light, emerged. Tony carefully removed it and eagerly placed it in the reactor for testing. Coulson, peering through the lab glass, sat quietly in a chair, waiting.
Time ticked by, from dusk until late at night, when Tony finally completed the test. The moment he removed the old palladium reactor and replaced it with the new one, it felt like a surge of new energy. The heavy metal toxins accumulated in his body quickly dissipated, and Tony felt like he had been reborn. His body, once tormented by illness, was now filled with vitality.
“Coulson, sorry to have kept you waiting. How about a double beef burger?” Tony’s face was filled with a bright smile. He walked out of the laboratory briskly, came to Coulson, and invited him to dinner.
Coulson subconsciously glanced at his watch and found that the hour hand was already pointing to eleven o’clock. He couldn’t help but wonder, “Are there any shops open at this time? I guess they are all closed.”
Tony’s lips curled up, revealing a confident and generous smile. “In order to be able to eat delicious burgers at any time, I bought a shop that is open 24 hours a day. You can eat whenever you want. Let’s go!”
After that, he pulled the surprised Coulson and got into a top-of-the-line sports car. The roar of the engine cut through the quiet night sky as they sped towards the New York city area. The headlights illuminated the road ahead and also illuminated Tony’s hopeful future.
30 Bug and Iron Man (Old Version)
It’s midnight in New York, and the city remains awake. Neon lights flicker in the night, and the occasional whirring of cars breaks the silence of the streets.
Tony Stark and Phil Coulson sat in front of a burger shop, enjoying a rare moment of leisure. Tony took a bite of the burger in his hand, and the sauce flowed down the corner of his mouth. He wiped it casually with the back of his hand and said, “Coulson, how long has it been since you relaxed like this?”
Coulson took a sip of Coke and replied with a smile, “Since joining S.H.I.E.L.D., I have rarely had such free time.” There was a hint of emotion in his tone, and he couldn’t help shaking his head when he recalled his previous experiences.
The two ate burgers and chatted about family matters. Tony talked about the conflicts he had with his father when he was a child, his tone filled with helplessness: “My father and I always disagreed. He expected too much of me, and I just wanted to live my own way.” Coulson listened attentively, occasionally offering a few comments. The conversation between the two was relaxed and casual.
Just as they were immersed in this rare tranquility, a gunshot pierced the silence of the night sky, followed by another gunshot.
The two men became alert instantly and looked in the direction of the sound. They saw a masked black man running out of the convenience store at the corner at the end of the street in a panic, holding a plastic bag full of cash that he had stolen from the cash register.
Tony and Coulson stood up almost at the same time. The black man saw them, froze for a moment, and then ran in their direction, as if trying to escape. Tony subconsciously clenched his fists, an excited smile on his face, completely forgetting that he was not wearing armor at the moment.
Coulson noticed Tony’s reaction and quickly reminded him: “Mr. Stark, leave him to me. After all, you are not wearing any armor, and it is too dangerous to deal with armed criminals.” His tone was full of concern and caution.
Tony finally reacted, touched his iconic beard awkwardly, and said, “Then I’ll leave it to you.” Although he was a little unwilling, he also knew that Coulson was right. It was indeed too dangerous to act rashly without the armor.
Coulson quickly pulled out a tranquilizer pistol from his waist and prepared to aim at the black man. However, just as he raised the pistol, a red and blue figure swung down from the building.
“Criminals, your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man is here!” A vigorous voice sounded, full of confidence and vitality.
The black man looked up in horror, but before he could react, a ball of sticky spider silk covered his eyes. Then, more spider silk wrapped around his body, tightly binding him and hanging him from a nearby streetlight. The whole process was done in one go, demonstrating amazing agility and skill.
Tony looked at the scene in front of him and asked in surprise: “Who is this guy? Why have I never seen him before?” His eyes were full of curiosity.
Coulson put away his tranquilizer pistol and explained, “He’s Spider-Man, a newly emerged street hero. According to our investigation, he usually only appears at night. Judging from his voice, he should be between 15 and 18 years old, and he should be a student.”
As the two spoke, Spider-Man, having just finished dealing with the criminal, approached them. His steps were brisk and full of energy. “Could you two kind people please call the police and have them take this guy away?” he said with a hint of anticipation.
Tony smiled slightly and agreed readily, “Of course, kid.” He said into the headset, “Jarvis, please call the police for me and call an ambulance to see if anyone is injured.”
After finishing the call to the police, Tony looked up and met Spider-Man’s gaze. Only then did Spider-Man see Tony’s face clearly and instantly became extremely excited: “Tony Stark! Oh my God! I didn’t expect to see you here!” His voice was full of excitement and admiration.
Tony glanced at Coulson with a smug look on his face and boasted, “It seems I’m still so popular even after being out of the public eye for a month.”
Spider-Man was so excited that he was a little incoherent: “Why are you here? Where is your Iron Man suit? Can you sign my suit?”
Tony raised his palm to signal Spider-Man to calm down and said, “Calm down, PJ Boy, I’ll answer your questions one by one. I’m here to eat burgers. Today is a holiday, so I didn’t bring my armor or pen. I’ll leave the autograph for you until next time we meet.”
After answering Spider-Man’s question, Tony began his own question: “Okay, PJ Boy, I’ve answered your question, now it’s your turn to answer mine. How do you shoot spider silk? Is it from your body?”
Spider-Man pulled up the clothes on his wrist, revealing the spider silk shooter on his wrist, and proudly introduced: “Mr. Stark, my spider silk is not shot out from my body, but borrowed from this prop. This is a spider silk shooter, which I invented myself. It is filled with spider silk liquid, which I also configured myself.” His eyes were full of pride, like a child waiting for praise from his teacher.
Tony looked at the spider web shooter, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes, and said, “Nice gadget, quite a good idea. Are you in high school or college now?”
“I’m still in high school, Mr. Stark,” Spider-Man answered truthfully.
Tony stroked his beard and said with a smile, “High school student? I thought you were an adult. Give me your contact information. I’ll have someone discuss this technology patent with you and give you a satisfactory price.”
When Spider-Man heard Tony’s proposal, he instantly imagined himself reaching the pinnacle of his life. But then he remembered what the Spider-Monkey had once said to him: “With great power comes great responsibility.” These words, like a resounding bell, instantly sobered him up. He shook his head and said, “Uh… I’m afraid that won’t work, Mr. Stark. I don’t want to reveal my identity. Please forgive me.”
Tony didn’t give up and continued to tempt him, “Boy, I like your cautious attitude, but in this information-rich age, let me be frank. Your identity cannot be hidden. The day will come when it is exposed to the public. Tell me now, can we still be friends who can help each other?”
Spider-Man stayed true to his heart and seeing that Tony was being difficult, he said, “Sorry, Mr. Stark, I have something else to do, so I’ll leave first.” After that, he shot out a spider silk, which swung into the distance and quickly disappeared into the night.
Coulson watched Spider-Man depart and said thoughtfully, “This kid’s a good one. If he’s properly trained, he’ll be able to take on big responsibilities in the future.” As a close confidant of Nick Fury, he knew that Nick Fury had always wanted to form a superhero team, and Tony Stark was currently one of the ideal candidates for this team. If such a team were to be established in the future, Coulson was certain that it would require new members.
Tony smiled and joked, “Culson, it seems that you are also interested in this little guy. Is it possible that your SHIELD can recruit child laborers?”
Coulson also responded with a smile: “We only recruit capable people. If you are interested, Mr. Stark, we welcome you to join S.H.I.E.L.D.”
Tony shook his head and said, “Forget about joining you. You can’t afford my salary, but I can be a technical consultant for S.H.I.E.L.D.” There was a hint of teasing in his tone, but his eyes were serious. If it weren’t for S.H.I.E.L.D.’s help, he probably wouldn’t have made it through this.
Coulson looked at Tony in disbelief and said, “Mr. Stark? Are you kidding me again?” You know, he and Nick Fury had invited Tony many times, but he rejected them all.
Tony nodded sincerely and said, “I mean it this time, Coulson.”
31 Trouble at Your Door (Old Version)
After agreeing to serve as a consultant for S.H.I.E.L.D., Tony’s life seemed to return to the comfortable rhythm before he was poisoned by palladium.
During the day, he shuttled over the city, upholding justice as Iron Man, and occasionally returned to Stark Industries to assist Pepper in handling company affairs. At night, the quiet laboratory became his world, devoting himself to the research and development of the new armor Mark VI.
The experience of being attacked by Ivan Vanko last time was like a long-lasting wake-up call in his heart, making him deeply aware that excessive pursuit of portability of armor at the expense of firepower is not a wise move. Therefore, for this generation of armor, Tony is determined to enhance firepower while significantly reducing the time it takes to wear the armor, in order to achieve higher combat efficiency.
At the same time, in the distant Maple Leaf Country, Leon was in a secret base in a cave. After more than a month of research and crafting day and night, his armor was finally completed.
This armor is a culmination of technology and ingenuity, not only utilizing rare Vibranium metal as its primary material, but also seamlessly integrating nanotechnology and Ark reactor technology. Leveraging the vast knowledge inherent in his mind, Leon achieved a significant breakthrough in reactor technology, far surpassing Tony’s current third-generation reactor.
Today, his armor is incredibly powerful. It can absorb external kinetic energy and convert it into energy for release, just like Black Panther’s Vibranium Armor, but it also has the ability to absorb and store electrical energy, just like Tony’s Armor. Even better, if the armor is damaged, the spare nanoparticles can respond quickly and repair it quickly.
In terms of the power system, the back and limbs of the armor are equipped with advanced thrusters, which enables Leon to fight freely in various extreme environments, and will not be affected at all even in the oxygen-free outer space.
The weapon configuration is even more rich and diverse, with pulse energy cannons, electromagnetic cannons, force field shields, and even ultrasonic weapons specially developed to deal with vibranium armor.
In addition, through in-depth research on the adamantium in Yuriko’s body, Leon successfully analyzed its composition, and based on this, used vibranium, steel and the mysterious unknown elements contained in meteorites to carefully create a shark tooth-shaped sword.
This weapon, forged from a new adamantium alloy, was sharper than Leon had expected. It sliced ​​through iron like mud, easily severing Yuriko’s adamantium claws, demonstrating unparalleled cutting power.
“Yuriko, put on the mask. It’s time to say goodbye to the deep mountains and forests and return to the civilized world.” Leon said as he put on the bracelet that stored the armor, and then handed a carefully made “human skin mask” to Yuriko.
Yuriko reached out to take it and put it on her face. In an instant, the human skin mask quickly and perfectly fit her fair skin, leaving no trace of gaps, as if this brand new face was born with her.
“Master, whose face is this?” Yuriko looked at her current appearance through the mirror, raised her head and asked Leon.
“This is the face of an island actress with a wife-like temperament. Don’t you like it?” Leon blinked and asked back.
“I like it. This face is more beautiful than my previous one.” Yuriko responded to Leon’s question in a calm tone, and at the same time silently remembered his preference in her heart.
“I’m glad you like it. It’s time for us to set off and leave here on a fighter plane.” Leon said, carrying the big sword on his shoulder, then gently holding Yuriko’s slightly cold little hand, and walked out of the cave.
After the two of them exited the cave, Leon activated the optical camouflage and force field devices inside the cave using the bracelet on his right wrist to prevent unauthorized people or animals from entering. After completing the base’s protective measures, Leon glanced back before boarding the fighter plane with Yuriko and heading towards New York.
“Master, do you plan to carry this sword with you to deal with the enemy at any time and anywhere in the future?” Yuriko sat opposite Leon, watching him holding the big sword all the time, and couldn’t help but ask.
“How could that be? I’m not one of those stubborn Wakanda types. I forged this sharktooth sword just for fun. I keep it at home most of the time, only using it when I face an opponent like Black Panther, or one with defenses as tough as a tortoise shell,” Leon retorted quickly. In modern society, strutting around with a massive sword is undoubtedly asking for trouble. In a previous life, you’d probably be taken into police custody for endangering public safety within five minutes of leaving the house.
After an hour’s flight, the fighter plane quietly arrived at the top floor of the apartment where Leon lived. Because it was in stealth mode the entire time, no one noticed.
“Afu, open the hatch. After I leave, control the fighter and find a deserted place to park it, an abandoned hospital or an abandoned school will do, just don’t be too far away from me.” Leon gave a few instructions to the artificial intelligence he created, then put on his battle suit, turned on the stealth function, and carried Yuriko steadily in a princess hug, leaving the open hatch and landing on the roof of the apartment.
The two walked into the apartment and took the elevator to the floor where Leon lived. After Leon unlocked the door with his fingerprint, Yuriko followed him in.
“Master, do you live in such a small place?” Yuriko looked around and found that the layout here was not as good as that of the base.
“I live alone, why do I need such a big place? In a few days, I will find a black market and sell these pieces of vibranium. I can get a lot of money in exchange for a villa.” Leon said, taking out a piece of vibranium that he had rolled into a ball from his pocket.
“This piece of metal can be exchanged for a villa?” Yuriko was full of confusion. She knew nothing about the value of vibranium.
“The circulation of vibranium on the market is extremely scarce. One gram costs 10,000 US dollars, which is 200 times the price of gold. The piece in my hand weighs more than one kilogram, so it is no problem to sell it for 10 million.” Leon said with a smile and put the vibranium back into his pocket.
“I remember there are still a lot of this metal in the base?” Yuriko recalled the scene of participating in the smelting of vibranium.
“It’s indeed a lot. But the vibranium I have was looted from Wakanda. There are huge vibranium veins underground in that country. A small part of the vibranium circulating on the market comes from there, and the rest is mined in Antarctica by the world’s powerful countries after spending a lot of financial, material and human resources and going through untold hardships.” Leon explained incessantly.
After explaining this knowledge to Yuriko, Leon, who hadn’t taken a bath for several days, put a few pieces of vibranium back into the room, walked into the bathroom, and rubbed himself vigorously for half an hour.
After taking a shower, Leon changed into clean clothes, dried his hair, and told Yuriko to stay at home and not run around. Then he went out to the department store to buy her some clothes.
An hour and a half later, Leon came home carrying a lot of clothes. After Yuriko got the clothes, she immediately went into the bathroom to wash herself.
Just as Leon was listening to the sound of water in the bathroom and turning on his phone, which hadn’t been turned on for a month, ready to reply to a message, a shrill doorbell rang out. However, before he could get up from the sofa and look through the peephole to see who it was, the door was kicked open.
32 Male and Female Leopards (Old Version)
“I’ve told you so many times, when dealing with this kind of guy, knocking on the door will only alert the enemy. Only by catching him off guard can we catch him.” After kicking the door of Leon’s house shut, Okoye glanced at T’Challa beside him with dissatisfaction, and then rushed into the house in a hurry, his eyes as sharp as a blade, staring fiercely at Leon who was holding a mobile phone with a look of astonishment on his face.
To apprehend Leon, Okoye and T’Challa had been secretly staking out Leon’s apartment for two weeks. That day, T’Challa, who was on surveillance, spotted Leon returning to the apartment on a motorcycle and immediately informed Okoye, who was resting. The two quickly reunited and rushed to Leon’s residence.
“Wakanda people, I didn’t expect you to come to my house as I expected.” Leon looked at T’Challa and Okoye who broke into the house. He looked calm and put his phone back in his pocket slowly.
“Where is the vibranium ore you stole? Where did you hide it?” Okoye’s eyes were filled with bone-chilling coldness as he angrily questioned Leon.
“Of course I sold it.” Leon’s tone was relaxed and casual, as if the extremely precious vibranium was just an ordinary object in his eyes.
“Looks like I’ll have to take your head!” Upon hearing this, Okoye and T’Challa donned their vibranium armor, flashing their gleaming, razor-sharp claws. While Okoye’s armor was also Shuri’s, it differed markedly from T’Challa’s in color and structure. Okoye’s suit was a black with a hint of pink, and featured distinctly feminine features.
“Thinking about taking my head back? I’m afraid you can’t even touch me.” Leon’s mind raced, and with a flash of dazzling green light, Flash Star made his grand entrance. Over the past month, Leon had delved deeply into the Omnitrix with the help of his little savior, and now he had mastered the art of mind-transformation, switching between different heroic forms at will.
As the sound of running water in the bathroom faded, Leon realized Yuriko might have heard the noise outside. To avoid disturbing her, Leon decided to make a quick move. While the male leopard (T’Challa) and the female leopard (Okoye) were still stunned by his sudden transformation, Leon rushed into the bedroom like a flash of black lightning, ripped off the bed sheets, and ran back to the living room. With lightning speed, he wrapped the sheets around the two of them, binding them together.
To prevent these two troublesome guys from ruining his warm time after returning home, Leon simply carried them on his shoulders like a bag of garbage and rushed towards the Brooklyn Bridge. After reaching the bridge, he threw them into the New York River without hesitation and then quickly returned home, just in time to enjoy the beautiful scene of the beautiful woman bathing.
“Master, why is the door broken? Did someone come here just now?” Yuriko, who had taken off her human skin mask, looked at the iron door lying on the ground with a puzzled look on her face and asked Leon, who was lying lazily on the sofa.
“Two kittens came and I threw them into the river. They won’t dare to come back for a while. Have you finished taking a bath?” Leon blinked, glanced at Yuriko’s wet hair intentionally or unintentionally, and asked.
“I’ve already washed. When I was there, I often went to the river to bathe in the evening. I wasn’t very dirty, so it didn’t take too long.” Yuriko explained, then asked, “Do you need me to hold the door up, Master?”
“Leave it to me. Once I finish the work at hand, I’ll transform into a sprite and put the door back in place. Go to the bedroom and get a hair dryer to dry your hair.” Leon waved his hand and said.
“Okay, master.” Yuriko nodded obediently, and under Leon’s gaze, she walked lightly into the bedroom.
Looking at Yuriko’s back as she walked away with her waist swaying, Leon touched his chin and sighed to himself: “It seems that my taste in choosing clothes is really good. The size and style are especially suitable for Yuriko.”
After replying to the worried May Parkers on his phone, Leon immediately transformed into a sprite and deftly reinstalled the iron gate. Although his apartment building wasn’t crowded, some would occasionally pass by, curious enough to glance into the open door. This feeling of having their privacy intruded upon made Leon extremely uncomfortable.
Just as the iron gate was being installed, Leon, who was relaxing on the sofa with Yuriko watching TV, heard the doorbell ring again. He couldn’t help but wonder if it was those “two little cats” coming to visit again.
“Looks like we need to move somewhere else quickly.” Leon patted Yuriko’s hand gently, motioning her to put on the human skin mask. Then he stood up, muttering curses and walked towards the door to open it.
As the doorknob turned, the door slowly opened. Leon saw the person standing at the door and couldn’t help but feel very surprised: “Tony Stark, and…”
When Leon’s eyes fell on the middle-aged man next to Tony, Coulson, who had high emotional intelligence, immediately introduced himself: “Phil Coulson, Level 7 Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.”
“Hey, S.H.I.E.L.D., what do you want from me?” Leon leaned against the door, his tall figure blocking the view of the two men who were trying to peek into the house.
“We are here to take the reactor. It is a dangerous item and must be properly handled by SHIELD.” Coulson looked at Leon’s actions, sighed helplessly, and then stated the purpose of their trip.
“Come get the reactor! Wait a moment, you two. I’ll get it for you.” Leon forced a fake smile, quickly closed the door, and returned to the bedroom, picking up the reactor and a piece of vibranium. To him now, this relatively outdated reactor was no longer of much use. At best, it could be used as an emergency bomb. It would be better to hand it over to S.H.I.E.L.D. to prevent them from constantly harassing him.
As the door was pushed open again, Leon’s figure appeared in front of Tony and Coulson again.
“Give it back to you, Tony Stark.” Leon moved very quickly and put the thing in Tony’s hand before Tony could react.
Tony was slightly stunned by Leon’s decisive action, and hurriedly checked the reactor in his hand to see if there was any problem.
“There’s nothing wrong with the thing, it’s indeed a second-generation reactor. Why did you hand it over to me so readily? Have you already studied the technology thoroughly?” Tony raised his head and asked, staring into Leon’s eyes.
“If I had that ability, I would have established a company that can rival Stark Industries long ago. You think too much. I’m tired of this thing, so I’m giving it back to you.” Leon still had that fake smile on his face and made up an excuse to deal with it.
Tony naturally didn’t believe Leon’s nonsense. He curled his lips in disdain and then asked the question that had been bothering him for a long time: “I’m curious, how on earth did you disappear without a trace right under my nose?”
“You ask this? This is my secret. It will do me no good to tell you, Mr. Stark. Let’s stop chatting here. I wonder if you are interested in making a deal with me. Does your SHIELD need vibranium?” Leon said, taking out the spherical vibranium from his pocket.
“Vibranium? How did you get this stuff? Did you go mining during the month you were missing?” Tony stared at the metal ball in Leon’s hand and couldn’t help but ridicule him.
33 Target (Old Version)
“You guessed right. I did go mining. Let me ask you, do you want this piece of vibranium? If not, I will find another seller myself.” Leon had a playful smile on his face and tossed the vibranium ball in his hand up and down.
“How much vibranium do you have?” Tony put away the smile on his face, his expression became serious, and his eyes were fixed on the sphere in Leon’s hand.
“I can supply you with as much vibranium as you have. I have three kilograms on hand now. If you want it all, I can give it to you right now. You can take it back, inspect the goods, and transfer the money to my card.” Leon looked at the change in Tony’s expression and secretly rejoiced in his heart.
“Aren’t you afraid that I won’t pay you after I get the goods?” Tony asked back.
“You, Tony Stark, are not a small fry like me. You are a super rich man. To you, tens of millions of dollars are like plucking a leg hair. You won’t even blink when you spend it.” Leon said with a smile.
“Give me the remaining vibranium. I’ll go back and inspect the goods, and then have Jarvis transfer the money to your account.” Tony stretched out his hand, and Leon handed the vibranium ball to him very readily.
“Yuriko, go to the bedroom and help me get the other two vibranium pieces.” Leon turned and shouted to Yuriko, who was sitting in the living room, not watching TV but staring at him.
Hearing his words, Yuriko took action immediately, quickly took out the two pieces of vibranium, walked to the door and handed them to Leon.
“I didn’t expect that you have a beautiful woman in your house. You’re really popular with the opposite sex.” When Tony took the other two pieces of vibranium, he saw Yuriko in home clothes behind Leon through the crack in the door, and couldn’t help but teasing Leon.
“Don’t pry into other people’s privacy, Mr. Stark, or you might get stye.” Leon retorted to Tony, then quickly took a step back and slammed the door shut.
“Stingy guy, but the woman behind him looks a little familiar. I forgot where I’ve seen her.” Tony looked at the closed door, turned to look at Coulson, and muttered to himself.
“Let’s not worry about this for now, Mr. Stark. Let’s figure out the origin of the vibranium in his hand.” Coulson didn’t care about Yuriko’s identity and appearance. As an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., he cared more about the source of the vibranium in Leon’s hand.
“What do you think?” Tony asked as they walked.
“Based on my observation of him, he doesn’t seem to be bragging, but rather very confident. I boldly guess that he may have discovered a vibranium vein.” Coulson touched his forehead, hesitated for a moment, and finally said what he was thinking.
“Vibranium veins? That’s possible. But given his personality, he will definitely not tell this secret to anyone. We can only pay him to trade.” Tony stroked his beard and analyzed Coulson’s guess.
Just as Tony was lost in thought, Coulson suddenly changed the subject: “Mr. Stark, can you transfer your vibranium and the shield used by Captain America to our SHIELD? SHIELD will give you a very fair price.”
“I can understand that SHIELD wants vibranium, but why do you want my shield to be used as a cushion? Are you planning to re-melt the shield?” Tony asked with a puzzled look on his face.
“A week ago, an Arctic expedition discovered a crashed World War II fighter plane. Upon investigation, it was discovered that the last pilot of that plane was the legendary hero—Steve Rogers. Upon receiving the news, we at S.H.I.E.L.D. immediately dispatched a team to search for his remains, only to discover he was trapped in the ice.
We brought him back in a transport plane, both him and the ice. Unexpectedly, this soldier, injected with the Super Soldier serum and frozen for seventy years, still had signs of life. “Considering Tony’s current status, Coulson decided to reveal this secret to him.
“Frozen for seventy years? He’s become an old ice stick. Even if he still has vital signs, can he wake up? And can he fight if he wakes up?” Tony’s face was filled with disbelief. A normal person would have died of hypothermia after sleeping in the snowy wilderness for a night. If Coulson hadn’t told him this in person, but had seen the news on TV, the science-loving Tony would have dismissed it as unscrupulous media hype.
“Sure enough, the news you heard is just as I expected, hard to believe. But I have something even more incredible to tell you: Captain America hasn’t aged with the passage of time.” Coulson excitedly shared this news with Tony. Because the matter was confidential and Captain America was his idol, he had been holding this news in his heart, making him very uncomfortable.
Tony looked at the usually calm Coulson, who rarely showed such a happy smile. For a moment, he didn’t know what to say, so he had to turn the topic back to the shield and vibranium.
“I understand, Coulson. Come home with me to get the shield. SHIELD will just pay the guy the market price for the three pieces of vibranium. As for the shield, consider it a gift to celebrate Captain America’s awakening.” Tony patted Coulson’s shoulder. After the elevator reached the parking lot, the two of them took Coulson’s vintage car to Tony’s villa.
At the same time, Okoye and T’Challa, who were thrown from the middle of the New York Bridge by Leon, fell into the water from a height of more than 80 meters because they were wearing vibranium armor for protection. Although they did not suffer any physical injuries, psychologically, it was no different from being thrown naked into a cesspool.
In order not to reveal their identities and not to make headlines in New York, the two people who fell into the water relied on their superb physical fitness to swim from the middle of the river to the shore.
After getting ashore, the two wet men hailed a taxi on the roadside and returned to their hotel.
They quickly changed into dry clothes, sat on the bed in the hotel, and began to recall how they were defeated by Leon.
“T’Challa, did you see that guy turn into a dinosaur-like monster?” Okoye asked.
“I see. The last time I lost to him, it was probably because he turned into that monster. He was so fast that I had no time to react.” T’Challa nodded.
“It is known that the guy can transform into a monster with immense strength and a very fast speed. We have the Black Panther Armor, so it is not particularly difficult to deal with the red monster with immense strength. The only difficult one is the dinosaur monster. It seems that we have to trouble Shu Rui to make a weapon that can limit his speed.” Okoye analyzed carefully.
“We may be able to defeat him on wet ground. All we need to do is let Shuri make a device that can spray grease.” After listening to Okoye’s analysis, T’Challa immediately started thinking and came up with a feasible solution.
34 Expo (old version)
To make this idea a reality, T’Challa immediately activated his communication device and contacted his sister Shuri in Wakanda, earnestly requesting her to craft a weapon specifically designed to counter the Flash Star. Shuri responded promptly to her brother’s request, having already made plans. Once the weapon was complete, she would personally travel to New York to deliver it to T’Challa.
Meanwhile, back at S.H.I.E.L.D., Coulson returned home with Tony, successfully retrieving Captain America’s shield and the three ingots of vibranium before returning to the Helicarrier. He first reported the mission’s results in detail to Nick Fury, then handed the three ingots of vibranium to the research team for testing and identification.
Half an hour later, while enjoying Yuriko’s lap-cushioned ear cleaning, Leon suddenly heard a text message alert. Curious, he pulled his phone out of his pocket and discovered that $30 million had been transferred to his current account.
“Master, why are you suddenly laughing so happily?” Yuriko looked at Leon who was suddenly grinning like a child, and couldn’t help but feel a little curious about what he saw on his mobile phone.
“In all my years, I’ve never seen so much money in my bank account. Tomorrow I’ll get you a new identity, and the day after tomorrow we’ll buy a house in your name.” Leon smiled from ear to ear. He had lived an ordinary life for two lifetimes, but now he finally had the chance to experience the life of a rich man.
“New identity? Then do I need to change my name?” Yuriko asked curiously.
“That depends on your own wishes. Anyway, it’s just the name on the ID. I’ll still call you Yuriko in normal times.” Leon replied with a smile.
“Then I’d better change my name to Yui.” Yuriko knew that Leon asked her to wear a mask to reduce trouble, so she decided to change her name out of consideration.
“【yui】, Yui Koyama? It sounds pretty good. That’s settled then.” Lyon tried to read it a few times, and then decided on it.
Turning to Hammer Industries, Ivan Vanko, in its laboratory, used the Mark II robot Rod had sent him as a template. Leveraging his exceptional technical prowess, he quickly created the first remote-controlled robot suitable for use in warfare. This robot, capable of flight and resembling a steel armor suit, could be used in individual combat.
After the first “individual combat robot” successfully passed the military’s specialized testing program and was confirmed as suitable for war, Justin Hammer decisively invested heavily in the production of the first generation of “individual combat robots.” From then on, Justin Hammer immersed himself in the dream of a future fortune made in war. During the day, he meticulously planned a technology expo for the “individual combat robot,” and at night, except for necessary rest breaks, he kept a close eye on the factory production line.
As for Ivan Vanko, the designer of the “individual combat robot,” after completing his mission, Hammer gave him a bonus and allowed him to take a break before returning to work on the design and research of the second-generation “individual combat robot.” However, Ivan didn’t just sit there. He used the money Hammer gave him, along with the resources in the lab, to secretly build a suit of armor, with the sole intention of wearing it and killing his enemy, Tony Stark.
Three days later, in the New York City suburbs, a six-month-old villa stood unsold. Due to its remote location, far from the city center, its hilltop location, and its high maintenance costs of over 500 square meters, it had never been sought after by the wealthy. But just yesterday, Leon, using a new identity he had fabricated for Yuriko, purchased the house through a real estate agent for $9 million.
Leon and Yuriko moved in immediately, purchasing a large amount of furniture and appliances from a department store, which were delivered to them that same day by truck. With the financial investment, the once empty villa quickly became filled with a sense of technology.
After a nap in their new home and breakfast, Leon transformed into a quirky figure and began renovating the home’s appliances. The villa was large, prone to dust accumulation, and there was a swimming pool in the yard. Leon found cleaning too cumbersome, but he didn’t want to outsource the work to a housekeeping company. So, he decided to use smart appliances as servants, and let the artificial intelligence “Afu” serve as a butler to help manage the household.
Lyon spent a whole morning renovating all the home appliances, big and small, not only improving their intelligence level, but also enhancing their performance and adding some new functions.
In the afternoon, after finishing his lunch prepared by Yuriko, Leon flew his fighter jet to the Maple Leaf Country base and moved all the facilities there to his new residence. According to Leon’s plan, he intended to build a laboratory in the villa. This way, he could have a place to conduct research as soon as a new idea came to his mind, just like Tony Stark.
Two weeks later, Justin Hammer’s factory had completed production of a batch of “individual combat robots.” The technology expo he’d been meticulously preparing for would be held tonight. To show off his “brilliant achievement,” Hammer not only widely sent invitations to the public but also sent one specifically to his nemesis, Tony Stark.
Tony didn’t bother to pay attention to this boring activity. In his eyes, Justin Hammer was just a clever clown who could only take advantage of opportunities.
Although Tony, the hands-off boss, refused to attend, his right-hand man, Pepper, squeezed out some time to attend the technology expo out of respect.
As night slowly fell at the Hammer Industries technology expo, after most of the audience had taken their seats, the spotlight focused on the center stage. Numerous “individual combat robots” for land, sea, and air combat, along with the Mark II, transformed into a war machine, slowly rose from the two side platforms. Then, a meticulously dressed Hammer made a dazzling entrance from the center platform, appearing before the audience.
“Uncle Ben, these things on the stage are so cool, what do you think?” Peter, who was sitting in the last row of the audience, gently tugged at Ben Parker’s clothes beside him, pointed his index finger at the slowly rising War Machine and said.
Jameson, the owner of the Daily Bugle, received an invitation but was too busy to attend the press conference. He didn’t want to miss out on the news, so he asked Ben Parker to go instead. Ben Parker believed that attending such events usually required a female companion, and he had originally wanted to go with May Parker, but she couldn’t spare the time. Peter, upon hearing about this, showed great interest in the expo, so Ben Parker brought Peter in.
“It’s cool, but the existence of this kind of thing will only lead to more wars and displace countless innocent people. Technology should make people live happier, not be used to destroy other people’s homes.” Ben Parker sighed softly and took this opportunity to educate Peter earnestly.
35 Chaotic Expo (Old Version)
While Ben Parker was chattering to Peter, Hammer on the stage had already begun what he thought was a brilliant speech.
“Ladies and gentlemen, our country has always been forced to put its brave sons and daughters in danger. Later, Iron Man appeared, and we thought that the days of sacrificing lives were over. However, unfortunately, this technology cannot benefit the general public, which is obviously unfair!” Hammer said while waving his arms emotionally, trying to incite the audience’s emotions.
“No matter what, I have to admit that the technology is a remarkable innovation and has made headlines around the world. But I have to tell you that Iron Man will soon become a thing of the past!” His eyes revealed a sense of complacency, as if he had already stood at the pinnacle of technology.
“Today, I am extremely proud to introduce to you the [Prototype No. 1 Multi-Threat Response Suit]! Now, let us give a warm round of applause to Colonel James Rhodes from the Air Force!” Hammer said, extending his hands exaggeratedly to the war machine beside him.
As the hatch slowly opened, the pilot inside, Rhodes, revealed his dark face, opened his armor mask, smiled confidently at the audience, and waved hello.
The moment Pepper saw Rhodes appear, an expression of disbelief instantly appeared on her face in the front row of the audience.
“Rod! How could he be hanging out with Hammer?” Pepper quickly turned to look at her “bodyguard” Jill beside her, her eyes full of confusion.
“It’s probably because of the last incident that he and Tony broke up.” Jill thought for a moment and answered slowly.
Just as Hammer was immersed in the audience’s exclamations and feeling proud, in the distant night sky, a striking red figure was speeding towards the venue of the expo.
The Iron Man armor whizzed past the audience’s heads handsomely, and amid exclamations, Tony Stark wearing Mark VI landed steadily in front of War Machine.
Hammer watched as this uninvited guest instantly stole his limelight, and the fire of jealousy burned in his heart. He immediately rushed to Tony, staring at Tony’s mask with vicious eyes.
“Tony Stark, this expo does not welcome uninvited guests. Please leave immediately, or I will call security.” Hammer shouted in a stern voice.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, a dramatic scene suddenly unfolded.
War Machine’s mask suddenly closed automatically, and the robots next to him started up instantly. They all pointed their weapons at Tony Stark standing in front of Hammer.
Looking at the infrared rays falling on him, Justin Hammer suddenly felt his hair stand on end and alarm bells rang in his heart.
“Where’s that Ivan?” Tony’s voice rang out from his suit. Fifteen minutes earlier, Tony had been enjoying dinner at home when he received a threatening letter demanding he arrive at the expo within an hour or risk killing everyone present. Though the letter was unsigned, Tony instinctively guessed Ivan Vanko was behind it. For the safety of Pepper Potts and the others present, Tony abandoned his half-finished dinner and rushed to the expo.
When faced with Tony’s questioning, Hammer immediately realized that Ivan Vanko must have secretly tampered with the armor.
“I don’t know where he is. I’ve already given him a holiday.” After saying that, he rolled over and landed on the stage in a mess.
At that moment, Ivan Vanko, hidden in the shadows and controlling everything through his computer, let out a cold smile. The next second, amid Rhode’s ominous cry for help, countless bullets rained down on Tony.
“Tony! My armor is being controlled by someone!” Rhodes shouted anxiously.
“You don’t have to tell me, I saw it all! You idiot, you actually gave the thing I gave you to my mortal enemy!” Tony dodged bullets while cursing at Rhodes. At the same time, he hurriedly asked Jarvis to try to hack into the control system of the war machine, trying to take back control of the armor from Ivan Vanko.
Seeing the bullets flying across the stage, the audience was instantly in chaos. Under the guidance of Jill, Pepper successfully left the venue through the safety passage due to her familiarity with the environment.
Ben Parker, a newspaper editor, used his keen sense of danger over the years to quickly snap a few photos with his camera that would be enough to make tomorrow’s headlines. Then he held Peter’s hand tightly and struggled to squeeze towards the exit in the chaotic crowd.
Since no one was organizing an evacuation, people rushed towards the exit like a tide. In the crowded crowd, Peter suddenly let go of Ben Parker’s hand, took advantage of the crowd’s cover, turned around and rushed back into the venue.
When Ben Parker reacted, he thought Peter was already outside, but was just separated by the crowd, so he anxiously shouted Peter’s name.
At this time, Peter had already changed into Spider-Man’s battle suit in an unnoticed corner. With the help of the power of spider silk, he quickly swung into the venue to support Tony.
Inside the venue, Tony confirmed through the armor’s scanning system that the crowd had been evacuated. After enduring nearly a minute of heavy bombardment, he finally launched a counterattack.
As the launch device on the shoulder was activated, small missiles whizzed out one after another, and several robots instantly turned into a pile of scrap metal in the continuous explosions.
In Tony’s eyes, these products produced in large quantities through mechanization cannot pose much threat to him. The only thing that makes him afraid is the war machine in front of him.
Although Tony looked down on Hammer Industries’ weapons technology from the bottom of his heart, the new heavy machine gun on War Machine’s shoulder and the missile that was now being fired towards his chest still made him feel panicked.
Although Tony discovered the missile attack in time and quickly detonated them with his palm cannon, the powerful impact force of the explosion still knocked him away.
“Rod! You’re such a bastard!” Tony cursed as he struggled to stand up from the ground, feeling a little regretful that he had given the Mark II to Rod.
At this moment, a young and energetic voice sounded from behind him: “Mr. Stark, it seems you need some help!”
“PJ Masks? Why are you here?” Tony turned his head with a puzzled look and saw Spider-Man climbing on the wall. He was very surprised by his sudden appearance.
“Just passing by. I heard an explosion and came to check it out.” Spider-Man made up an excuse. After that, he shot a stream of spider silk at the robots in front of him, skillfully destroying them one by one as if playing a game of elimination.
Ivan Vanko, who was in the dark, saw Spider-Man break in and immediately entered a series of commands on the computer, including Spider-Man in the robot’s attack target.
“Kid, be careful. This is not a joke. Bullets don’t have eyes.” Tony reminded.
Spider-Man was about to respond to Tony’s words when his spider-sense suddenly triggered strongly.
Spider-Man looked up and saw that the robot had already pointed its gun at him. In order to avoid the bullets, his body instantly performed a series of difficult movements in the air, as flexible as an agile spider.
“Mr. Stark, there are too many enemies! The firepower is too strong!” Spider-Man finally hid behind an obstacle while twisting and turning, and shouted loudly to Tony.
What Spider-Man wears is just a tights made of ordinary materials. Unlike Tony’s armor, it cannot withstand attacks from bullets and artillery shells. If he is hit by it by accident, he is very likely to lose his life.
Tony heard Spider-Man’s call, glanced at the progress of Jarvis’s hacking into the system on the panel, and after a little thought, chose to control the armor to fly into the sky and quickly left the expo.
36 Yellow Bird (Old Version)
Seeing Tony suddenly turn around and flee, Ivan Vanko quickly controlled the war machine without hesitation and led most of the robots to chase after him, leaving only ten robots to deal with Spider-Man.
At that moment, even though most of the firepower was drawn towards Tony Stark, Spider-Man, pinned down by the robots’ fierce attacks, dared not make a single rash move. His keen spider-sense kept sending out strong warnings, as if telling him that if he even extended a hand, he would be instantly riddled with bullets.
Just as Spider-Man was racking his brains and thinking hard about a way out, a dazzling light suddenly flashed in the sky. Leon, wearing a vibranium nano armor mainly white with dark gold edging, a unique “V”-shaped head, eyes emitting faint blue light, and two eye-catching protruding shoulder armor on his shoulders, descended from the sky like a god and landed steadily next to Spider-Man.
“Hey, Peter, don’t you always want to be a hero? Why are you so embarrassed now?” Leon teased, and slowly revealed his true face in Spider-Man’s surprised eyes, with a relaxed smile on his face.
“Cousin Leon! This… why… what are you wearing…” Peter widened his eyes, looked at the familiar face in front of him, subconsciously took off his hood, and was so surprised that he was almost incoherent and couldn’t even speak a complete sentence.
“Are you going to ask me where this armor came from?” Leon said as he controlled the nanoparticles to cover his face again.
“Yeah!” Peter nodded hurriedly, his eyes full of curiosity and confusion.
“This battle armor is actually rented by me. It costs two million dollars an hour. It’s very expensive! So I have to quickly deal with these enemies to avoid losing money.” After Leon finished speaking, he picked up the uniquely shaped sword in his hand and rushed towards the robot like a tiger descending from the mountain.
Leon had long been aware of Hammer’s expo tonight, and he knew his opponent would be none other than Ivan “Whiplash” Vanko, whom he had defeated last time. Recalling his previous defeat in Morocco due to his lack of a suitable weapon, he rushed from his mountaintop villa, shark-tooth sword in hand, to ensure a fair fight.
Leon swung the sword in his hand vigorously, and with flashes of cold light, the problem that troubled Peter was instantly solved – the ten robots were cut in half.
“Uncle Ben is anxiously looking for you outside, don’t let him worry. As for that guy Stark, I’ll go and help him deal with it.” Without waiting for Peter to respond, Leon took off on the spot and flew towards where Tony was. After all, Tony was his first customer.
At this time, Tony was flying at supersonic speed. After a while, he successfully led the pursuers behind him to a deserted wetland park in the dead of night.
Fighting in this open space, Tony was finally able to unleash his might without hesitation, fully utilizing the armor’s weapons of mass destruction. The armor’s satellite scanning system confirmed that there were indeed no personnel within the area.
As soon as Mark VI’s feet touched the ground, two incredibly powerful lasers shot out from his chest and palms into the air. Due to the sheer number of enemies, Tony simply spun on the ground like a top, sending sparks flying wherever the lasers touched.
Elsewhere, with Jarvis’s full support, War Machine Rhodes’ control panel, which had been displaying abnormal red, finally returned to a healthy blue, representing normality. Regaining control of his armor, he manipulated it without hesitation and quickly joined the battle.
“Rod, do you know how many such armors Hammer was used by Ivan Vanko to produce?” Tony looked at the reactor energy that was constantly being consumed, and couldn’t help but worry. He turned to Rod and asked.
“There should be only about forty planes left in front of us. My ammunition is almost exhausted, Tony! Think of any tricks you have and use them quickly!” Rhodes urged anxiously.
“Rod, I’ll trust you one last time!” Tony gritted his teeth and made up his mind. He then asked Jarvis to quickly lock onto all the armors. Immediately afterwards, a super-powerful laser that could instantly melt steel was suddenly released from the wrist of the armor.
In a matter of seconds, the sky erupted in a series of violent explosions. Watching the explosions before him, like a dazzling display of fireworks, Tony seemed to foresee Justin Hammer’s fading “bright” future.
Just when the two men thought they had dealt with all the enemies and were about to sit down on the ground to rest, Ivan Vanko, driving his carefully modified Whip Lock II, suddenly dropped from the sky like a ghost and landed steadily in front of them.
“I didn’t expect there was a “yellow bird” behind me, Rod, I can only rely on you now, my armor has run out of energy.” Tony looked at the “Whiplash” who appeared alone, and had no choice but to put all his hopes on Rod’s war machine.
“No problem! Leave it to me!” Rhodes responded confidently. After that, he immediately controlled the armor and fired a missile with a long smoke trail at the “Whip Rope” who was approaching step by step with two whips in his hands.
However, contrary to his expectations, the explosion Rhode had so eagerly anticipated did not occur. The missile suddenly stalled without warning mid-flight, dropping to the ground with a thud.
“Fuck! I knew that cheap things don’t come good! Hammer is such a bastard!” Rhodes smiled awkwardly at Tony, and then couldn’t help but greet Hammer’s family quickly and angrily in a brisk pace.
“You look so miserable, Tony Stark!” Less than two seconds into this extremely embarrassing scene, Leon’s slightly teasing voice came from above their heads.
“Leon Parker!” Hearing this familiar voice, Tony Stark subconsciously looked up, only to see the figure above his head emitting emerald green light all over his body, which made him feel strange and surprised.
The moment he called out Leon’s name, Leon, holding a greatsword, swooped down towards the “Whip Rope” on the ground like a green firefly.
Faced with this sudden attack, “Whiplash” Ivan Vanko reacted extremely quickly. He immediately swung the pair of whips in his hands that could easily cut through steel and hit Leon hard.
However, thanks to the indestructible protection of the vibranium armor, Leon was unharmed and his speed increased instead of decreasing.
A flash of sword light flashed like a meteor in the darkness, and a neat and smooth cut instantly appeared on the body of “Whip Suo”.
Ivan Vanko looked down at the blood gushing out of his abdomen like a fountain, his consciousness gradually fading. His usually brilliant brain completed one last thought at this moment, and after clearly realizing that his body had been severed in half, with two dull “thumps”, his body split in two and fell to the ground.
“It seems that my sword is still so sharp and does not need to be sharpened at all.” Leon landed handsomely, shook the sword lightly to shake off the blood on it, and then neatly put the sword back into the scabbard behind him.
“Are you really Leon? What’s with this armor on you?” Tony first glanced at Ivan’s body on the ground, and then his eyes were completely attracted by the futuristic armor on Leon.
“Of course I built it myself. You are not the only genius in this world, Tony. But I have to admit that I did borrow some reactor technology from Ivan Vanko.” Leon answered frankly with a smile on his face.
“Is your armor made of vibranium?” Hearing Leon’s answer, Tony suddenly remembered that Leon had disappeared for a month and claimed to be going mining.
“You guessed right, but there is no reward.” Leon nodded. As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and a dazzling blue energy beam blasted towards Ivan Vanko’s body like thunder.
This sudden move really startled Rhode and Tony. They never expected that Leon would actually blast Ivan Vanko’s body into pieces even though he was already dead.
“There’s no need to do this, right? Leon, he’s already dead, and you destroyed his body.” Tony looked surprised and couldn’t help but say.
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It’s been 25 years now. I can hide at home and I have a fever for a few days. I feel like I need to go see my grandma.
37 Attack (Old Version)
“To cut the grass, you have to remove the roots. In this world full of wonders, even if there is only one corpse left, there is still the possibility of resurrection. I do this purely to help you eliminate future troubles. Do you want to see Whiplash suddenly resurrect one day and cause trouble for your family, Mr. Stark?” Lyon said slowly with a seemingly kind but somewhat cunning smile on his face.
Upon hearing this, Tony immediately retorted, “Your argument is simply perverse and has absolutely no scientific basis. Besides, destroying a corpse privately is already illegal.”
“Don’t make yourself sound so righteous. Even if I really broke the law, you can defeat me if you have the ability. Then I will willingly accept legal sanctions.” After Leon said this, he made a contemptuous gesture to Tony, then controlled the armor and disappeared from Tony’s sight in the blink of an eye.
“This guy is too arrogant. He even dared to openly provoke you. Are you going to let it go so easily? This is not like the Tony Stark I know.” Rhodes watched Leon’s figure disappear in the sky, turned to look at Tony, with a strange expression on his face, and couldn’t help asking.
“His armor is more advanced than mine, and I really can’t beat him. His armor is made entirely of vibranium, and the sword in his hand, I guess it is most likely made of adamantium.” Tony sighed helplessly and slowly loosened his clenched fists.
Although Leon always made him furious every time he met him, he had to admit that he had been saved by Leon twice, once in Morocco and the other time was just now.
“His armor is even more advanced than yours? You are Tony Stark, the genius who was admitted to MIT at the age of fourteen! That guy sounds no more than thirty years old, a little-known person, how could he be smarter than you?” Rhodes spread his hands and looked directly into Tony’s eyes, trying to get a convincing answer from him.
“I’m Tony Stark. There’s no genius in this world smarter than me!” Under Rhodes’s provocation, Tony instantly became energetic and returned to his former arrogant appearance.
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On the other side, at the expo, as police cars roared in, the entire venue was quickly cordoned off by police.
Pepper and Jill stood side by side, watching Hammer being handcuffed by the police and taken away in a police car, and they couldn’t help but sigh in their hearts.
“It seems that Hammer will stay in jail for a long time this time. I’m afraid it will be difficult to see him again in the future.” Pepper said with emotion.
“This is all his own fault. He actually cooperated with terrorists. I really don’t understand how such a person could establish such a large-scale enterprise.” Jill couldn’t help but complain.
Putting aside the Tony factor, in terms of personal relationship, Pepper and Hammer can barely be regarded as friends who nod their heads in acquaintance. Hammer had extended an olive branch to her many times before, hoping that she would switch to Hammer Industries, but they were all decisively rejected by Pepper.
The two ladies looked at the police car going away, their thoughts gradually returning to reality.
“Come on, Jill, drive me back to Stark Industries. I have a lot of documents waiting for me to deal with.” Pepper said, taking out her cell phone to check, and seeing the message Tony sent her to report his safety, a faint smile appeared on her face involuntarily.
“OK! Wait here for a moment, I’ll drive the car over.” Jill made a gesture, turned and walked towards the parking lot. Soon, he drove a car in front of Pepper.
Looking through the rearview mirror, Jill saw Pepper sitting in the back seat and fastening her seat belt, then he immediately started the engine and drove slowly away.
The black car was driving steadily on the main road of the city. The traffic light ahead turned from red to green. Jill kept his eyes and ears alert, controlling the car to speed through the intersection.
However, just as the car drove to the center of the intersection, a black car suddenly rushed out from the left and approached their car aggressively.
Although Jill sensed the danger in time, the other car was significantly faster. Unprepared, the black sedan was struck from behind, spinning violently 180 degrees on the road before finally coming to a stop.
Jill instantly realized that this was a premeditated attack, so she started the car, told Pepper to sit tight, and then stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, trying to use speed to escape the pursuit. However, how could the enemy, who had been prepared, let them go easily?
Through the rearview mirror, Jill saw a black woman standing on the roof of the attacker’s car, holding a spear and throwing it at an extremely fast speed. Just as Jill was stunned by this sudden action, the spear whistled past her ear, piercing through the two layers of windshield like a sharp arrow, and finally deeply penetrated the engine, causing the car to completely lose power and stop abruptly.
“Fuck! What a bunch of lunatics! Pepper! Get down and hide, and get in touch with Tony! I’ll go down and hold her back!” Even the well-mannered Jill couldn’t help but curse at the sight. She quickly pulled two pistols from her suitcase, kicked open the car door, stormed out, and opened fire on the black woman standing on the roof.
This black woman is none other than Okoye, who is bent on revenge against Leon. In order to set a trap for Leon, she plans to kidnap Jill, who had an intimate relationship with Leon, and use her as bait.
Facing the whistling bullets, Okoye’s mind moved, and the Black Panther armor instantly covered her entire body, cleverly absorbing the kinetic energy of the bullets and converting it into her own power. She stomped her foot hard on the roof of the car and rushed towards Jill under the hail of bullets.
Seeing the other party approaching rapidly, Jill immediately threw away the gun, lifted the hem of her dress, pulled out a sharp dagger from the thigh strap and held it in her hand, preparing to engage in close combat with Okoye.
While ideals are beautiful, reality is incredibly cruel. Jill faced Okoye, the Wakanda goddess of war. In less than two seconds, her weapon was knocked away, and at the same time, she was struck by the electric current released by her armor, fainting on the spot.
“The target has been achieved! Evacuate quickly!” Okoye picked up Jill’s body and quickly ran towards the support vehicle remotely controlled by Su Rui.
Little Pepper, who was sitting in the back seat of the black car, watched her sister being taken away. She was extremely anxious and pounded the seat, anxiously waiting for the phone to be connected.
“Pepper, what happened?” Tony answered the phone with a puzzled tone. He had just finished fighting and was about to ask Rhodes to take him back to replace the reactor.
“Jill was just kidnapped! She was taken away by a black woman wearing black and pink leopard armor.” Pepper was anxious and hurriedly told everything that had just happened.
“I understand. Don’t worry. Wait for me here. I’ll come to you soon.” Tony quickly comforted Pepper, then hung up the phone and told Jarvis to find Leon’s phone number and dial it quickly.
At this moment, Leon was flying home. At the reminder of his butler “Afu”, he saw the call from Tony. Although he was confused as to why Tony called him suddenly, Leon still chose to answer the call.
“Stark, what do you want to talk to me about?” Lyon asked in a flat tone.
“Jill was kidnapped. I heard from Pepper that she was taken away by a black woman in combat armor. The incident happened at the intersection of York Street and Franklin Avenue.” Tony narrated the incident concisely and told Pepper where he was at the moment.
“I know who did this. This is my personal grudge. I will solve it immediately. You don’t have to worry.” After Leon finished speaking, he hung up the phone, turned around quickly, and flew towards downtown New York.
38 Money to Buy Life (Old Version)
Since this was the first time that the three Wakanda people planned such a kidnapping operation, it is inevitable that there were omissions in many details.
Leon instructed “Afu” to locate the position of Jill’s moving mobile phone, and tracked it all the way to an abandoned vehicle scrapping center.
The moment T’Challa and Okoye exited the car, Leon transformed into a flash star. With his unparalleled speed, he darted out like a bolt of black lightning, whipping his tail and sending the two flying into an abandoned car. Then, seizing this fleeting opportunity, he sprinted inside and safely carried Jill out.
“You two are really cunning. You actually set your sights on Jill and involved her in this matter. It seems that the lesson I taught you last time was far from enough.” Leon’s gaze was like an ice blade as he shot towards the two people who slowly stood up from the abandoned car, and his tone gradually became as cold as frost.
“From the moment you set foot on the territory of Wakanda, you should have expected that the people around you would be implicated because of you, Leon Parker.” Okoye refuted Leon without showing any weakness. After that, she and T’Challa quickly put on their vibranium armor, instantly revealed their extremely sharp claws, and pounced on Leon like a hungry tiger.
At this critical moment, to ensure Jill would not be harmed in the ensuing battle, Leon placed the armor bracelet on her hand. Instantly, nanoparticles quickly covered her body like a nimble stream of water. Under the precise control of “Afu”, Jill was transported to a safe area in the blink of an eye.
Facing the ferocious attacks of the two, Leon, with his swift speed, easily dodged them one by one. Then, he seized the opportunity, hooked T’Challa with his tail like a steel whip, and smashed him towards Okoye.
At this moment, Su Rui, who was in her hotel room, was closely watching the battle through the surveillance cameras installed at the scrap center. Seeing the two men in such a state of disarray, she couldn’t help but mutter to herself, “Looks like I have to take action.”
Shuri hummed an ancient Wakanda ballad as she gently pressed a button on her computer. Suddenly, pipes sprouted from hidden corners of the scrap center. Then, yellow liquid gushed out like fountains, pouring down like a torrential downpour from the sky. Unprepared, Leon instinctively reached out, caught a few drops of liquid that fell on him, and gently sniffed it.
“It’s oil, and it seems to be mixed with some acidic liquid.” With the rich chemical knowledge in his mind, Lyon instantly identified the composition of the liquid.
Just as he realized that the oil was a trap set specifically for the Flash Star, two “Black Panthers” – T’Challa and Okoye, a male and a female, suddenly jumped back and landed on the abandoned car.
The next second, Su Rui pressed another button, and a device hidden in the ground instantly released a powerful electric current. Under the conduction of the liquid, Leon’s body instantly felt an intense tingling sensation.
Sensing trouble, Leon immediately switched forms, transforming into Erza, clad in the Thunder Emperor’s Armor and wielding the Thunder Emperor’s Spear. Wearing this armor, Leon’s lightning resistance was maximized, and no matter how much Shuri increased the current output, he remained unmoved.
Suddenly, Leon snorted coldly, swung his spear, and thrust it hard into the ground. Instantly, a majestic thunder dragon materialized from thin air, roaring earth-shatteringly before crashing down into the ground. Under such a terrifying attack, the traps in the scrap center overwhelmed and exploded. Back at the hotel, Su Rui lost the surveillance footage, and his computer screen went dark.
Seeing this, Shuri knew she could no longer provide assistance to the two on the battlefield. In desperation, she could only communicate via computer, allowing T’Challa and Okoye to react impromptu. Upon receiving the command, the two immediately leaped and attacked Leon again.
This time, the two learned their lesson. Before launching the attack, they turned on the stealth mode of their armor.
As Leon watched the two people suddenly vanish from his sight, a dazzling white light instantly emanated from his body. Immediately afterwards, his armor transformed into the Wind God’s Armor, and his weapon became the Wind God’s Sword.
With his keen insight and extraordinary wisdom, Leon quickly guessed that the two had become invisible. For such an invisible enemy, he decisively chose to use a large-scale AoE attack.
Leon swung his sword swiftly, 360 degrees, centered around him. Instantly, an immensely powerful storm formed around him. Before they could reach Leon, T’Challa and Okoye were blown away by the storm, crashing heavily into a pile of abandoned cars and forced to exit stealth mode.
“Think you can beat me with a little cleverness? You two are really dreaming.” Leon sneered. He knew that Erza had many sets of armor, and he had never used the strongest ones.
Just when the two sides were deadlocked and neither could do anything to the other, Leon’s armor suddenly flew back to him. Seeing this, he immediately detransformed and quickly put on the armor.
Just as he finished dressing, T’Challa and Okoye appeared before him like ghosts, grabbing his body with their sharp claws.
Since both sides’ armor was made of vibranium, their claws only created a few sparks when they passed over Leon’s chest, without even leaving a tiny scratch.
“Don’t waste your energy! You’ve ruined the Vibranium armor like this. It’s a complete waste of such fine materials. You don’t even have some powerful weapons. Are you still stuck in primitive times?” Leon scoffed. Immediately, his two arms rapidly transformed, one into a megaphone, instantly emitting ultrasonic waves that completely destroyed the armor of both men.
His other arm also quickly deformed, and two lasers shot out like lightning, passing directly through T’Challa and Okoye’s shoulders, leaving two bloody holes.
“I remember you were a prince, T’Challa. If I cripple you, and there are no other heirs, do you think Wakanda will lose a suitable heir, and your lineage’s throne will be replaced by another tribe?” Lyon’s seemingly casual words sent Shuri, who was in the hotel, into a panic. She knew full well that if T’Challa were crippled, facing challenges from other tribes, the throne, passed down through generations, would very likely end in his lineage.
“I instigated all this! Don’t hurt T’Challa! Come at me!” As soon as Leon said this, before he could make an attacking move, Okoye quickly opened his arms and stood in front of T’Challa without hesitation.
“It’s really embarrassing for a man to let a woman block attacks for you.” Leon said this calmly, and then he raised his hand and broke Okoye’s arm with a clean and decisive shot.
“Okoye! You lunatic!” T’Challa’s eyes turned red instantly when he saw Okoye losing an arm.
“It seems you have deep feelings for her. When you attacked Jill just now, did you ever imagine this moment would come? This is the price you must pay.
If you want her to live, give me two tons of vibranium, and don’t bother me again, or it won’t just be you two who will be in trouble, but all of Wakanda.” Lyon’s sudden change of tone startled T’Challa, and even Shuri was frightened by Lyon’s sudden change of heart.
“Why are you standing there like an idiot? I’ll give you two tons of vibranium to buy your life and her life! I’ll give you three seconds to think about it. If you agree to my conditions, you must immediately swear to the “Black Panther Goddess” you believe in!” Seeing that T’Challa didn’t react, Leon couldn’t help but shout loudly. At the same time, the weapon on his arm instantly transformed into a more powerful super-railroad cannon.
“I promise you! I, T’Challa, swear to the Black Panther Goddess that I will keep my promise!” T’Challa looked at Okoye’s bleeding wound and was anxious. He quickly agreed and swore an oath to the Black Panther Goddess according to Leon’s request.
After all, for T’Challa, who will succeed the throne of Wakanda in the future, two tons of vibranium are precious, but it is not unbearable to use it in exchange for the lives of two people.
39 Blue-haired girl (old version)
“Remember to keep your word. I give you two months to deliver the vibranium to Warehouse P9527 in New York Harbor. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences.” With that, Leon, donning his armor, soared into the sky. T’Challa was left alone, frantically stripping off his clothes and anxiously bandaging Okoye’s wounds…
At night, the uniquely shaped Stark Tower stood out among the skyscrapers of New York City, standing out like a crane among chickens. Half an hour later, Leon carried the now-awakened Jill to the top of the building, where Pepper and Tony were anxiously waiting for them.
Seeing Leon flying in through the window holding Jill, the sad expression on Pepper’s face instantly disappeared like smoke. She immediately walked forward and gave Jill, who was gently put down by Leon, a tight hug.
“I was so scared, Jill. I’m so glad you’re safe.” Pepper expressed her concerns while carefully checking Jill for injuries.
Just as Pepper Potts and Jill were sharing their deep feelings, Tony, sitting in the boss chair, turned his gaze to Leon and asked the question that had been on his mind: “Who kidnapped Jill? They don’t even care about S.H.I.E.L.D.”
“Do you know Wakanda?” Leon asked back.
“Wakanda? It seems to be a backward small country in eastern Africa. The black man who kidnapped Jill is from Wakanda? Just as I expected, he is either a lunatic or a fool.” Tony said after thinking for a moment.
“The people of Wakanda are not stupid. The vibranium in my hand was stolen from them. On the surface, they are a backward agricultural country, but in fact, their technological level has long surpassed that of the United States and is hundreds of years ahead of the world.” Leon spoke slowly and revealed the shocking secret that Wakanda had hidden for many years.
“It seems that your sudden disappearance before can be explained, but why do you say this at this time?” Tony stroked his chin and asked Leon the purpose of this action.
“Of course I want to cause them some trouble. I am a man who will never let go of a grudge.” Lyon said in a flat tone, as if the consequences of his words were as insignificant as accidentally stepping on a cockroach.
“It seems unethical for you to do this, Leon. You robbed someone, they retaliated against you, and you retaliated back.” Tony sorted out the whole story and felt that Leon’s behavior was more like that of a villain who symbolized “evil.”
“Morality is nothing more than a tool to restrain the weak. The essential law of the world is the survival of the fittest. Throughout human history, from ancient times to the present, this law has never changed, and hasn’t your country been practicing this concept?” Leon refuted Tony’s point of view again. This world is no different from the world of his previous life. The United States is still plundering resources everywhere under various pretexts.
When Jill heard Leon’s words, she felt the man before her suddenly became a stranger. In her mind, Leon had always been a brave and righteous man. Despite his minor flaws, his kindness far outweighed his evil. However, Leon at this moment revealed to her the selfish and greedy side of human nature.
“Leon, I feel like you’ve changed!” Jill couldn’t help but blurt out.
“I’ve always been like this, Jill. When I was with you, I was just wearing a mask because of my identity as a police officer.” Leon looked Jill straight in the eye and answered frankly. Ever since leaving Raccoon City and Jill choosing to join S.H.I.E.L.D., Leon had a premonition that their different paths would eventually lead them apart.
“People with different ideals cannot work together.” After saying the last sentence, Leon put on a mask, flew out of the window, and disappeared into the dark night.
After leaving Stark Tower, Leon didn’t rush home. Instead, he went to a bustling bar in Manhattan. Watching the young men and women swaying their bodies under the bright lights, he felt a little depressed and drank alone.
As Leon drank glass after glass of wine, his body gradually grew hot. Just then, a tall, blue-haired beauty, wearing a black tank top and denim hot pants, noticed him. Leon’s tall stature, handsome face, and deep eyes were like a powerful magnet; she couldn’t take her eyes off him.
While Leon picked up the bottle to pour himself a drink, the blue-haired beauty twisted her slender waist and walked to the seat next to him and sat down.
“Are you drinking alone? Are you interested in dancing with me?” The blue-haired beauty supported her head with her slender hands and said to Leon with a charming smile.
“Dancing? I can’t dance.” Leon subconsciously glanced at the fair skin on the blue-haired beauty’s chest, and then moved his gaze to her face with light makeup.
Judging from her facial features, this woman perfectly met Leon’s aesthetic standards. Her skin was fair, and she exuded a charming fragrance, perhaps from perfume or something else, that made Leon feel a little dry in the mouth.
“It’s okay, I can teach you.” The woman smiled slightly, and her bright red lips made her smile even more charming.
“I might step on you, are you sure you don’t mind, beautiful lady?” Leon was still a little hesitant about the invitation. As a student, he had to not only study hard but also deal with the pressures of life and the dangers that could come at any time. He had no time to learn dance and music.
“I don’t mind at all, come on.” The blue-haired beauty smiled and bent down slightly, taking Leon’s hand like a gentleman.
Lyon felt the other woman’s smooth skin and realized that this woman was obviously different from the white women he had met before. But before he could think about it, she held his hand tightly, pulled him into the crowd, and started dancing passionately.
“Can I know your name?” Leon looked at the beautiful woman pressed against his chest and asked softly with his head down.
“My name is Lilith. What’s your name?” Lilith smiled slightly and looked up at Leon’s slightly drunk face and asked.
“Leon.” Leon answered simply.
“You have a very special temperament. What is the craziest thing you have ever done?” Lilith suddenly asked this question.
“The craziest thing? Does killing count?” Leon leaned close to Lilith’s ear and whispered softly.
“Murder? You have actually killed someone before?” When Lilith heard Leon’s answer, not only did she not show any fear, but her emerald green eyes became even brighter.
“Can’t I kill someone?” Leon couldn’t help but chuckle in the face of the question.
“Of course you can. Your palms are a bit rough. You must use guns often, right?” Lilith said with a smile.
When Leon heard this question, he didn’t respond. Instead, he asked about Lilith’s work: “You look young, are you a student nearby?”
“Do I look young?” Lilith blinked, as if deliberately flirting with Leon.
“You look about twenty years old,” Leon replied. He observed that youth for white women was often short-lived. To look so youthful after thirty must mean she’d put a lot of effort into maintaining her appearance.
40 Lilith (old version)
“Your mouth must be smeared with honey, you are so good at speaking sweet words. Since you are so honest, I will tell you a secret, I am more than 25 years old.” Lilith stood on tiptoe, leaned close to Leon’s ear, and whispered softly.
“Is this considered a secret?” Leon couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows slightly, looking suspicious.
“A woman’s age is a huge secret.” Lilith chuckled, and her laughter was as clear as a silver bell. At the same time, her hand, which was originally on Leon’s lower back, inadvertently moved down a little.
“Why are your hands so cold?” Leon felt the warmth of Lilith’s palms and couldn’t help wondering in his heart whether this woman had irregular menstruation or a cold uterus.
“I just need a man to hold me close. Are you willing to be that man?” Lilith said, and her restless hand pinched gently. Her emerald eyes looked at Leon lovingly, and her eyes were full of hints.
“Of course I have no problem warming it up for you, but we’d better leave here first.” Leon’s gaze slowly shifted from Lilith to the entrance of the bar, where a black man was walking in with steady steps.
The black man wore a pair of sunglasses, a black windbreaker, and carried a long sword on his back. Such a unique outfit made Leon keenly aware of a hint of danger.
Before Leon could make a move, the couples around him, who had been interacting intimately, suddenly made strange moves. One of them’s eyes instantly turned blood red, and sharp fangs grew from his mouth, suddenly biting down on his partner’s neck.
Witnessing this scene, Leon hurriedly looked down at Lilith and asked in confusion: “Why don’t you bite my neck?”
“Let’s get out of here first. You don’t want to be sucked dry by these hungry guys.” Lilith smiled mysteriously, then grabbed Leon’s hand tightly and hurried towards the other exit of the bar.
As soon as the two men went out, they saw the black man throw a smoke bomb containing garlic into the crowd, then quickly drew the long sword behind him and rushed towards the group of vampires without hesitation.
With his superb swordsmanship and the silver longsword in his hand, the black man could reap the life of a vampire with every swing. As he hunted, more and more corpses lay on the floor of the bar, and the rich smell of blood instantly filled the air.
At the same time, Lilith pulled Leon and ran all the way to a room in a nearby luxury hotel.
“Why did you bring me here?” Leon looked at Lilith with confusion and asked.
“Of course it’s to satisfy my needs. It would be even better if you could help me satisfy my blood-sucking desire.” Lilith smiled sweetly at Leon, then sat down on the soft big bed.
“You are not an ordinary vampire, are you? And the black man who just broke in should be the legendary vampire hunter.” Leon rolled his eyes at Lilith, deliberately ignoring her ambiguous words, just wanting to confirm his guess.
“I am indeed not an ordinary vampire. I am the daughter of Dracula, the ancestor of vampires. My full name is Lilith Drake. The black man wearing sunglasses who broke into the bar is a half-vampire, nicknamed Blade, and he is a very powerful vampire hunter.” Lilith answered Leon’s questions one by one.
“You are the daughter of the vampire Dracula? Then you must be hundreds of years old?” Leon was shocked and subconsciously moved his butt to create some distance between him and Lilith.
“I’m only over 500 years old. Are you reacting like that because you think I’m old?” Lilith noticed Leon’s little movement and frowned slightly.
“What else can I do? You are twenty-five times older than me. By the way, can vampires get AIDS?” Leon nodded, and under the influence of alcohol, he said whatever he thought.
“Kid, who do you take me, Lilith? Some kind of shameless bitch?” Hearing Leon’s words, Lilith clenched her fists in anger, trying her best to suppress the urge to suck his blood dry.
“Isn’t that so?” Leon couldn’t help but ask. Take Black Widow, for example. She lived to be over eighty years old and had countless relationships with men. Lilith was six times Black Widow’s age, so Leon speculated that she must have had a rich love history throughout her long life.
“Of course not! I don’t have time for those things! I spend most of my time sleeping in the cemetery, and I will only wake up when Dracula wakes up. My mission is to kill Dracula, so I don’t have time to do those boring things.” Lilith retorted gritting her teeth.
“Then how do you explain what happened at the bar just now?” Leon pretended to push up his non-existent glasses and made the classic gesture of a certain elementary school student who was a god of death.
“I went there to look for Dracula’s whereabouts. Before you came, I drank some wine. After I got drunk, I smelled the unique scent coming from your body, so I did that. And if I hadn’t found you first, you might have been bitten by other vampires without paying attention.” Lilith pointed to her slightly red cheeks and explained.
“I see. Now that I have figured everything out, I’ll leave first. I seem to have forgotten to turn off the gas at home.” Leon nodded seriously, waved to Lilith on the bed, and walked quickly towards the door.
“I didn’t say to let you go.” Lilith suddenly raised one foot and placed it across the aisle.
“What do you want to do? I don’t want to get involved in the feud between you and your daughter.” Leon glanced at Lilith’s slender, white legs, and his body unconsciously leaned against the wall.
“I’m very curious, why aren’t you afraid? Aren’t you afraid that after you know my secret, I’ll suck your blood dry or you’ll become my slave?” Lilith took off her high heels like a queen, revealing her delicate feet painted with red nail polish.
“You may not be able to beat me. Countless people have died at my hands.” Leon suddenly reached out and grabbed Lilith’s ankle. After exerting a little force and showing his strength, he moved her foot away and continued to walk out the door.
Just as Leon reached for the door handle, a long sword suddenly pierced through the wooden door and stabbed towards his abdomen.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly and took two steps back to avoid the sudden attack.
“It seems that the Blade Warrior has come to my door. Help me defeat him, and I will give you some unexpected rewards.” When Lilith saw Leon looking at her, she immediately struck a very provocative pose on the bed and deliberately showed off her white and tender feet.
Just now, Lilith noticed that Leon frequently stared at her legs and feet. She concluded that Leon, a seemingly serious man, actually had a special fetish.
“I can experience the reward you mentioned when I go home, but I almost got stabbed for no reason. I’m a vengeful person.” Leon scratched his ears, then kicked the wooden door away. The door hit the wall and stopped.
41 Blade (Old Version)
After the door was kicked open, Leon’s eyes met Blade’s.
“Get out of the way! Don’t get in the way here!” Blade Warrior glanced at Lilith in the house through the gap in the broken door. Seeing Leon blocking the door, he immediately reached out to grab his arm and tried to pull him out of the room.
Just as Blade Warrior stretched out his hand, Leon took advantage of the situation with a beautiful shoulder throw and slammed him hard to the ground in the corridor.
“At this hour of night, you’re so dark, wearing a black coat and sunglasses. Do you really think you’re so handsome?” Leon couldn’t help but complain about Blade Warrior’s outfit. As soon as he finished speaking, Blade Warrior, who had already climbed up from the ground, swung his sword and slashed at Leon.
Seeing this, Leon quickly mobilized the nanoparticles in his bracelet, instantly covering both hands with a pair of sturdy gauntlets. He then used the back of his hand to firmly block the Blade Warrior’s fierce attack. At the same time, the palm of his other hand quickly gathered energy, and in the blink of an eye, a palm cannon blasted towards the Blade Warrior, directly sending him flying into the wall.
As a half-vampire, Blade possesses extraordinary strength, speed, senses, and endurance, as well as the ability to heal quickly. Although Leon’s blow failed to kill him, it left him with unbearable pain.
Blade bared his vampire-like fangs. His right hand darted beneath his coat like lightning, revealing a modified pistol. Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger, and a shower of specially crafted silver bullets erupted from the muzzle. The instant the gunshot rang, nano armor quickly enveloped Leon, successfully blocking the incoming bullets.
“Since you want to play for real, I have to be serious too.” Leon said, shrugging his shoulders, striding forward to meet the Blade Warrior’s attack, reaching out and grabbing his neck like an iron clamp, lifting him high, and then pressing him hard against the wall.
Although the Blade Warrior’s legs were constantly flapping and struggling in the air, and his hands were trying hard to pry open Leon’s fingers, Leon, with the help of the armor, was as steady as a rock and did not move at all.
“Would you like to experience electric shock therapy?” Leon tilted his head slightly, and just as he finished speaking, a powerful electric current was released from his right hand and flowed towards the Blade Warrior’s body as quickly as a snake.
Seeing that the opponent was still struggling, Leon gradually increased the output voltage until the current intensity was enough to make the Blade Warrior faint.
Looking at the unconscious Blade, Leon grabbed his clothes and turned back to the room.
“Why did you bring him in? And why didn’t you kill him?” Lilith looked at the Blade Warrior in Leon’s hand and asked with a puzzled look on her face.
“I have no grudge against him, so there’s no need to kill him. Besides, you and him might become allies. If you can talk calmly, maybe you can form an alliance to fight Dracula.” After Leon finished speaking, he threw the unconscious Blade Warrior onto a chair beside him.
“Ally? With this Daywalker? I’d rather go it alone than work with these vampire hunters.” Lilith’s eyes flashed with determination. During her long pursuit of her father Dracula, she had been hunted by vampire hunters many times because of her vampire identity.
“How about you hire me? I can help you deal with Dracula as long as you pay enough.” Leon said, making a gesture to Lilith to ask for money.
“Money? All my money is in Europe, hidden in the secret room of my castle. There are also antique artifacts in it that I collected from the Middle Ages. I can give you a few of them as compensation.” Lilith said, blinking her charming eyes.
“A few medieval antiques? Are there any used by historical figures?” Lyon asked curiously.
“I’m not sure about that. I’ve been asleep for so long that many of my memories are blurry. I can take you there, and you can choose whatever you want.” Lilith waved her hand generously. She had witnessed Leon’s powerful strength. If he could defeat Blade so easily, he would surely be able to fight her father, Dracula.
“Just pick anything? Are you sure? If I were to pick, I’d definitely pick the most expensive,” Leon said with a smile. Although he knew nothing about antiques, he had an intelligent butler named “Afu,” whose AI’s powerful learning and computing capabilities could make him a seasoned archaeologist in a matter of minutes.
“Wealth is of no use to me. As a vampire, my only food is blood. As for residence, I can just find a deep forest and build a coffin, and that will be my home.” Lilith said calmly.
“In that case, come home with me. We can’t stay here anymore. There was such a loud noise just now. I’m afraid the people from the special department will come to our door soon.” Leon said, pointing in the direction of the window.
“Lead the way. As a vampire, I can fly.” Lilith put on her high heels and made a “please” gesture. Seeing this, the wing-like thrusters on Leon’s back instantly activated, carrying him out of the room window as fast as an arrow.
Lilith was shocked by Leon’s speed. After coming to her senses, she hurriedly chased after him.
“Fly slower, I can’t fly as fast as you!” Lilith shouted.
“What a troublesome woman. Even her flying speed is so slow. It’s really embarrassing for the vampire community.” Leon looked back at Lilith, then turned around and flew back. He put his arm around her delicate body, and the next second he took her to experience the excitement of supersonic flight.
In the blink of an eye, Leon returned to the mountaintop villa with Lilith, whose hair was blown into a mess and tears were faintly flashing in her eyes.
“I’m back, Yuriko.” After landing, Leon retracted his armor, walked into the living room with Lilith through the main door, and shouted to Yuriko who was lying on the sofa watching TV.
“Welcome home, master. Let me help you change your shoes.” Hearing Leon’s voice, Yuriko immediately stood up, put on her slippers, walked quickly to the door, and helped Leon take off his clothes and change his shoes like a virtuous wife.
“Sir, are you the master’s friend? Please change your shoes before coming in.” After Yuriko hung Leon’s coat on the hanger, she noticed Lilith and quickly took out a pair of brand new women’s slippers and placed them in front of her.
“I didn’t expect you live in such a big house and have servants. It really opens my eyes!” Lilith took off her high heels and changed into slippers under Yuriko’s gaze. Then she followed Leon into the living room, looking at this modern mansion and exclaiming in amazement.
“There are many things you can’t imagine. Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?” Leon smiled proudly and asked Lilith.
“Eat something? Would you like to bleed for me as food? Or your maid?” Lilith licked her red lips excitedly when she heard this, her eyes moving back and forth between Leon and Yuriko.
42 Thunder (Old Version)
“You’re dreaming. You want to suck my and Yuriko’s blood? Maybe in your next life. I remember there are a few tomatoes in the refrigerator. You vampires should be able to eat tomatoes as food. If not, there are a lot of animals on this mountain. If you’re hungry, you can go out hunting by yourself.” Lilith couldn’t help rolling her eyes at what Leon said.
“I’d rather eat tomatoes. Go get them.” Lilith said, and sat down leisurely on the sofa in the living room.
“Master, I’ll just go to the kitchen refrigerator and get the tomatoes. By the way, do you want a midnight snack? I made some sushi while you were away.” After hearing the conversation between the two, Yuriko took the initiative to take on the task.
“Thank you for your help, Yuriko.” Leon smiled gently at Yuriko, stretched out his big hand and gently touched her head, then sat down opposite Lilith.
“Lilith, as a vampire, are you afraid of sunlight?” Leon asked suddenly after glancing at the soap opera playing on TV.
“Sunlight? I’m not afraid of it. I was turned into a vampire by my adoptive father using witchcraft. In order to enable me to fight Dracula, he helped me eliminate most of the vampire’s weaknesses. Things like silver, crosses, and holy water can only hurt me, not kill me.” Lilith answered with a little pride.
“Since you are so powerful, then Dracula must be even more powerful? Do you know his weakness?” Leon couldn’t help but ask.
“Of course, I have been entangled with him for hundreds of years and I am very familiar with him. In addition to the abilities of ordinary vampires, Dracula can also mist and change shape. He can turn into a bat, wolf, werewolf, half-human bat monster, and can drive animals. As the ancestor of vampires, he must often suck blood to maintain his strength. Once he does not suck blood for a long time, he will fall into a weak state. More than a hundred years ago, I made him weak, and then used my blood to remove his immortality before killing him.” Lilith said slowly.
“You killed him a hundred years ago? Then why is he still alive now?” Leon’s mind was working quickly, and he immediately realized that Lilith’s words were inconsistent with reality.
“To put it simply, Dracula is like part of the law. His life form is set as the key anchor point for the survival of the vampire race. If he dies, it will trigger the collapse of the entire vampire race, so the rules of the universe automatically maintain his existence.” Lilith thought for a moment and explained to Leon using modern scientific terms.
“Then if I kill him, you and the other vampires will die immediately, right?” Leon confirmed to Lilith.
“Dracula is immortal. All I can do is destroy his body and temporarily stop him from doing evil. Every once in a while, his body will be resurrected. If he dies, I will disappear temporarily until he is resurrected again. As for the vampire clan, they will not die unless Dracula is eradicated from the root.” Lilith answered seriously.
Just as Leon understood the dependent relationship between Lilith and Dracula, Yuriko came into the living room with a tomato fruit plate in one hand and a plate of sushi in the other.
After placing the tomato fruit plate in front of Lilith, Yuriko sat down next to Leon with the sushi.
“Master, do you want me to feed you?” Yuriko put her legs together, picked up the chopsticks and asked Leon.
“Forget it today. It’s a bit uncomfortable with outsiders around.” Leon glanced at Lilith who was putting a tomato into her mouth elegantly, and shook his head at Yuriko.
Seeing this, Yuriko handed the chopsticks to Leon and watched him eat the food she made quietly, feeling a sense of satisfaction in her heart.
“By the way, Lilith, you said before that you smelled a fragrance on me. I don’t usually wear perfume. Could it be that you smelled the scent of my blood?” Leon seemed to suddenly remember something and hurriedly opened his mouth to confirm.
“Yes, your blood smells very fragrant, and the blood of the maid next to you smells good too. You two are not ordinary people, right?” Lilith nodded, and her speech was a little unclear because she was eating.
“She is a mutant. My body absorbed a ‘mysterious’ substance and was transformed.” Leon answered truthfully.
“It seems that my sense of smell is correct, but what surprises me is that your servant is actually a ‘witch’.” Lilith raised her eyes and looked at Yuriko beside Leon for a few more seconds.
“‘Witch’? Is that what you called mutants in your time?” Leon asked curiously.
“That’s right. People of our time were feudal and superstitious, and they regarded mutants as witches, wizards, and even monsters. I have encountered mutants before, but they all ended up miserably. They were tied to crosses and burned alive by ignorant villagers.” Lilith frowned slightly, as if recalling an unpleasant past.
“By the way, I almost forgot to tell you that Dracula has a special ability. He can gain the power of others by sucking their blood. I once saw him suck the blood of a mutant and briefly gain the other’s ability.” Lilith patted her head and said hurriedly.
“This enemy is really tricky. Can I raise the price?” After hearing this, Lyon couldn’t help rubbing his eyebrows.
He imagined in his mind that if Dracula was thrown into Xavier’s School for Gifted People or Magneto’s Brotherhood of Mutants, after he sucked the blood of most mutants and gained various abilities, he would probably become as powerful as Apocalypse.
As the two discussed Dracula’s abilities, in the southwestern United States, darkness slowly fell over the vast desert of New Mexico. The sand dunes, scorching hot during the day, were now gently enveloped in darkness. Under the hazy moonlight, their silhouettes resembled giant beasts resting in a dormant state.
Looking up, the night sky of the desert is like a huge piece of silk that has been carefully wiped, pure without a trace of impurities, with only stars densely embedded in it, twinkling wantonly.
A meteor with a long tail streaked across the night sky in an instant, like a fleeting ray of hope, lighting up the entire desert night.
At the same time, on a road in the desert leading from the Gobi to the town, an off-road vehicle was driving alone.
Daisy and Jane, who are pursuing a doctorate in astrophysics, and their advisor Dr. Eric, have just finished observing celestial bodies and are driving back to their rented house in a small town.
The three of them swayed to the music playing in the car. However, a flash of lightning suddenly streaked across the cloudless night sky, followed by a dull thunder, breaking the cheerful atmosphere in the car.
43 For the Glory of the Northern God (Old Version)
“Why is it thundering all of a sudden? This weather is so weird!” Daisy, who was driving the car, patted her chest and couldn’t help but complain about the sudden thunder to the other two people in the car. However, before she finished speaking, a tall man with flowing blond hair suddenly appeared in front of the car.
At this moment, although the man felt the light of the vehicle projected on him, his mind was still in a confused state, and he obviously did not realize that he was in danger.
Daisy, who was sitting in the driver’s seat, was steering the wheel steadily when Jane beside her suddenly whispered, “Be careful!” She raised her eyes suddenly and discovered the man who had appeared on the road without her knowing.
Faced with this sudden situation, Daisy let out a sharp scream and subconsciously slammed on the brakes. However, the car was going too fast, and before it could completely stop, it still knocked the man in front of it away.
“What the hell! Daisy! We hit someone!” Jane cried out in surprise as she watched the man fly three meters away. She was the first to come to her senses, quickly opened the car door, and ran over to the man to check on him.
After Jane got out of the car, the other two people in the car hurried to the man’s side.
“Jane, how is he? I thought he might have been killed by me?” Daisy shrank her neck and asked Jane, who was checking the man’s vital signs, with a bit of fear.
“Don’t worry, Daisy, he’s still breathing, and his heartbeat is very strong. He doesn’t look injured at all.” Jane turned her head and gently comforted the somewhat panicked Daisy.
“I’m glad he’s okay, but to be on the safe side, let’s send him to the hospital for a check-up. If he has internal injuries, it will be a big trouble. I don’t want to go to jail.” Daisy couldn’t help but shudder when she thought of this. After all, she was only 27 years old, which was the prime age of youth.
“Daisy, you and Dr. Eric carry him to the car, and I’ll drive the rest of the way.” Jane sighed helplessly. They had been busy all day and now they encountered something like this. They were afraid they wouldn’t be able to get a good rest for the whole night.
Under Jane’s arrangement, Daisy and Eric grabbed the man’s arms and legs respectively, and it took a lot of effort to move the man to the back seat of the car.
“This car is so heavy, Jane, please drive quickly.” Daisy sat down in the passenger seat and couldn’t help complaining to Jane.
“Fasten your seat belt first.” Jane glanced at Daisy and reminded her, then stepped on the accelerator and the car continued to move forward.
Half an hour later, in the emergency department of the desert town hospital, Jane and the other two helped the blond man complete the hospitalization procedures, and then sat in the corridor waiting for the test results.
“Daisy, Dr. Eric, don’t you think the appearance of that man is strange? Do you think he might be related to the sudden thunder?” Jane suddenly said.
“Is it related to thunder? Jane, have you watched too many TV dramas? I think the man must have lost his way in the desert. He happened to see our car driving on the road, so he ran to the middle of the road and tried to stop a car to ask us to give him a ride.” Daisy immediately denied Jane’s idea and expressed her own opinion.
Whenever two women disagree, they often try to enlist the support of a third person to prove their point.
“Dr. Eric, whose opinion do you prefer to believe?” As Daisy said this, Dr. Eric, who was over fifty years old, touched his balding head with a troubled look on his face.
“We should wait until the person wakes up and ask him, then we’ll know what happened. This opinion based on subjective conjecture has no basis.” Dr. Eric chose to be impartial and was skeptical of the opinions of both women.
The three of them waited quietly in the corridor for an hour. Just when they were about to fall asleep in their chairs, the doctor from the hospital came over with the man’s test report.
“The patient is in perfect health and shows no signs of injury. Are you sure he was in a car accident?” The doctor woke up the three drowsy people and announced the man’s test results in a firm and powerful voice.
“I’m sure, doctor, I was the one who hit him. He flew several meters away and I thought he was dead! Is this man really okay?” Daisy frowned and confirmed with the doctor in front of her again and again.
“It’s really okay. He should wake up in a while. You can go to the ward now.” The doctor nodded heavily, pointed the direction of the ward to the three people, and returned to the emergency room to continue his duty.
After the doctor left, after repeatedly confirming that the man they hit was fine, the three of them discussed and decided to let Jane stay in the hospital while the others returned to their rented house to rest.
Two minutes later, Jane watched Daisy and Dr. Eric drive away, then she went to sit down in front of the blond man’s bed.
“I didn’t get a good look when it was dark, but he’s quite handsome.” Jane couldn’t help but sigh inwardly as she looked at the man’s face so close to her. His features, paired with his muscular physique, were as perfect as a Greek sculpture, and every detail of his figure perfectly captured her aesthetic.
“Jane Foster! What are you doing? You are not a superficial woman like Daisy. You should be more reserved.” Jane stared at the man’s face for five minutes before she came to her senses and realized that she had lost her composure. She quickly pinched her arm and tried to restore herself to her usual state as an intellectual woman.
Not wanting to stare at the man’s face anymore, Jane looked out the window. Seeing the darkness outside, she felt a strong sense of sleepiness. Before she knew it, she leaned back in the chair and fell asleep.
Early the next morning, before it was fully light, Jane felt someone pulling her arm and woke up from her sleep very reluctantly.
As soon as Jane opened her eyes, she saw an enlarged face approaching her.
“Woman, you’re awake. Where is this place?” The blond man asked the question in his mind quickly when he saw Jane wake up.
“Of course this is a hospital, where else could it be?” Jane, who was woken up, replied unhappily.
“Of course I know this is a hospital. What I want to ask is, which planet is this?” Thor touched his head, thought seriously, and asked another question that made Jane feel puzzled.
“This is Earth. Did you escape from a mental hospital? Or did your brain get damaged and you become a fool?” Jane couldn’t help talking to herself while answering the man’s question.
“You are the fool. The person in front of you is the son of the God King Odin, the God of Thunder! Thor Odinson!” Thor heard Jane scolding him and quickly retorted.
“You said you are Thor? Then why don’t you show me your divine power?” Jane did not get angry but laughed in the face of Thor’s insults. She put her hands on her hips and looked at him expectantly.
“Then let me show you the power of the gods, woman of Midgard!” Thor was successfully provoked by Jane’s provocation. After saying this, he suddenly stood up, raised his right hand high, and shouted with full energy: “For the glory of Asgard!”
44 Thor’s Hammer (Old Version)
Under Jane’s gaze that seemed to be laughing at him, Thor kept his right hand raised for nearly twenty seconds.
He was expecting his hammer “Mjolnir” to fly into his hand in an instant as usual. However, there was no sign of the hammer for a long time. Thor finally woke up from his dream and realized that he was really exiled by the God-King Odin and his divine power was “taken back”.
“No! My Mjolnir! How can you leave me!” Thor roared in grief, and the sudden high decibel level really scared Jane.
Seeing Thor so sad that he was almost collapsed, Jane became more certain of her previous thoughts, but at the same time she couldn’t help feeling a little regretful.
“Hey, Thor, don’t be so excited. I will help you find your ‘Mjolnir’.” Jane was afraid that Thor would do something extreme because of his excessive emotions, so she hurried to comfort him.
“Do you know what my Mjolnir is? A Midgardian?” Thor frowned tightly, obviously full of doubts about Jane’s words.
“Mjolnir, isn’t it the hammer of thunder from Norse mythology? Of course I know what it is,” Jane puffed out her chest and replied with a hint of pride. Besides her daily immersion in astrophysics, she also dabbled in myths from various countries.
“Then do you know where my hammer is?” When Thor saw that Jane could actually say the name of his favorite hammer, he immediately put away his sadness and asked her with burning eyes.
“I don’t know, but you can draw the shape of the hammer, and I will mobilize the power of netizens to help you find it.” Jane looked at Thor, whose emotions were gradually calming down, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She continued talking, trying to stabilize his mental state.
“Thank you so much! Midgardians!” Thor never expected that he would meet someone so eager to help in this unfamiliar place. Excited, he walked up and gave Jane a tight hug.
Jane was instantly surrounded by the masculine aura emanating from Thor, and her face turned red. It took her several seconds to come back to her senses, and she pushed Thor away in panic.
Meanwhile, as the sun slowly rose, an old farmer was driving along the edge of the Gobi Desert. He stumbled upon a deep pit, and at the bottom lay a small hammer of a unique color—it was Mjolnir, Thor’s lost hammer.
“Could this hammer have fallen from the sky last night?” the old American farmer whispered to himself. The scene of the meteor shower passing through the night sky last night emerged in his mind, and he boldly guessed the origin of the hammer.
Because he was the first to discover the hammer, the old farmer wanted to take it for himself. He looked around cautiously, and after confirming that no one was around, he quickly turned off the car and ran to the edge of the pit to try to take the hammer away.
However, the hammer was attached with magic cast by the god king Odin. The old farmer used all his strength as he and his wife pulled radishes at night, but the hammer did not move at all.
“Hmph, I’m going to fight you! I don’t believe I can’t deal with you!” The old farmer put his hands on his hips and hurled a fierce threat at Mjolnir. Then, he trotted back to the car, pulled out a nylon tow rope, hooked one end around the back of the car, and tied the other end securely to Mjolnir’s hammer handle.
After completing this series of operations, the old farmer quickly ran back to the car from the pit and started the engine.
He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and the engine began to smoke, but Mjolnir still stayed firmly at the bottom of the pit, showing no intention of moving.
“Fuck! This thing is weird!” The old farmer couldn’t help but curse, and angrily went to the bottom of the pit, kicked the hammer that almost scrapped his car, then packed up his things, left in shame, and returned to the town.
Shortly after the old farmer left, a young couple who were traveling to the town passed by and also discovered Mjolnir.
Their idea was the same as the old farmer’s before them, they all wanted to take the hammer away, and naturally the result was the same: no matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t move the small hammer. But after trying in vain, the two did not leave immediately, but instead filmed the process of pulling out the hammer into a video and uploaded it to the Internet.
In less than ten minutes, the couple’s video received over 10,000 likes. Facing criticism in the comments section, they simply revealed the hammer’s location, hoping to dispel netizens’ suspicions of fraud with facts.
An hour later, the residents of the town saw the video and, in order to take advantage of the popularity, they drove various vehicles to the place where Mjolnir was and tried to pull it out.
Whether using an excavator or a crane, the hammer remains steady and stays quietly in place, as if waiting for its real owner.
At this time, Thor, who was exiled by Odin, was sitting at a roadside stall with Jane and three others, tasting the unique Mexican food.
After spending a few hours together, Jane, who originally thought Thor was a mental patient, gradually began to believe that this man with strange behavior was really the Thunder God in Norse mythology. After all, she had never seen anyone who was hit by a car without a single scratch on his body.
“Thor, I think I found your hammer. Does it look like this?” Jane took her cell phone and hurried to Thor, who was drinking wheat juice to quench his thirst, and held the cell phone screen in front of him.
“That’s right, this is my Mjolnir! Where did you get this photo? And who is the woman next to him?” Thor looked at the screen of his mobile phone and saw a black-haired woman holding the handle of a hammer. He couldn’t sit still all of a sudden, so he stood up from his seat, pointed at the person on the screen, and asked Jane anxiously.
“This is what I saw on the Internet. The hammer above is exactly the same as the picture you drew, so I brought it to you for confirmation. As for the hammer’s current location, it is in the desert two kilometers away from us. The woman on the screen is a travel influencer.” Jane was very patient and answered Thor’s questions one by one.
“Two kilometers away? That’s not far. I’ll be there right now.” Thor wiped his mouth casually with his hand. After that, he rushed into a pet shop on the opposite street in front of the three people and shouted angrily at the bewildered owner: “Give me a horse! Man! I have to go get my hammer back!”
Hearing Thor’s words, the shop owner didn’t react for a moment.
“This is a small pet shop. We only sell cats and dogs. We don’t sell horses.” Two seconds later, the owner came to his senses. Although he was puzzled by Thor’s behavior, he still adhered to the customer-first principle and responded with a smile.
“No horses? What can I ride?” Thor muttered, and after looking around, his eyes shifted to the big golden retriever in the cage. The aggressive look in its eyes scared the golden retriever so much that it immediately barked at Thor.
“It’s too small for me to ride. I guess I can only run over there.” Thor scratched his head helplessly and left the shop under the owner’s strange gaze.
As soon as he came out, he saw Jian and the other two driving a car and stopping in front of him.
“Get in the car! We’ll take you there!” Jane opened the passenger door and raised her eyebrows and smiled at Thor, who looked surprised.
“You guys are really a timely help! Jane! Thank you so much!” Thor expressed his gratitude and immediately got into the car.
45 Searching for Thor (Old Version)
Just as Thor was speeding towards the location of the hammer in Jane’s car, Coulson had already led a group of S.H.I.E.L.D. personnel in a transport plane and landed safely in the desert. They quickly dispersed the surrounding area and designated a 50-meter radius as a military stronghold, which they then fenced off.
As the car driven by Jane and the other three reached the edge of the desert, they saw S.H.I.E.L.D. agents busy building a wire mesh fence on the sand. Jane keenly sensed that something was wrong and immediately parked the car fifty meters away from the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.
“It seems we have no choice but to go back home. The front has been blocked by a special organization. If we get any closer, we might be arrested as spies.” With many years of experience and experience, Dr. Eric can see at a glance that the current situation is not optimistic and getting closer will only cause more trouble.
“Special organization? I don’t care about that! I can clearly feel Mjolnir calling me! If I find it, maybe I can return to Asgard!” Thor completely ignored Dr. Eric’s kind reminder. He just wanted to rush over and get his hammer back. As he spoke, he reached out for the car door handle like a gust of wind, ready to run to where Mjolnir was.
As the saying goes, knowing yourself and your enemy ensures victory in a hundred battles. After spending a few hours with Saul, Jane had already figured out his personality and knew he would act recklessly. So, before Saul’s hand could even touch the door handle, she quickly reached through the center console and decisively locked all the doors.
“I’m sorry, Thor, I can’t just watch you take this risk!” Jane looked at Thor, who was still struggling to open the passenger door, feeling sorry for him. But for his safety, she didn’t hesitate. She then picked up the stun gun she used for self-defense and, without hesitation, shocked Thor on the back of his neck.
As someone who was born and raised in the United States, Jane knew too well what consequences Thor would face if he rashly barged in.
“Jane! You…” Daisy widened her eyes and covered her mouth in surprise, watching her best friend use an electric shock gun to knock Thor unconscious. She was so shocked that she couldn’t speak for a moment.
“Well done! Jane! Let’s get out of this dangerous place!” Dr. Eric gave a thumbs up to express his appreciation for Jane’s clean and neat action, but in the blink of an eye he found that the agents had noticed them, and hurriedly urged them anxiously.
“I understand, Doctor.” Jane nodded in response. She straightened the unconscious Thor next to her and carefully fastened his seatbelt. Then, she stepped hard on the accelerator and quickly turned the steering wheel. The car cut an arc on the sand, quickly turned around, and sped away from the dangerous area.
Meanwhile, S.H.I.E.L.D. was methodically carrying out the construction work. Coulson, accompanied by his researchers, donned protective gear and approached Mjolnir. As an experienced agent, while professionals used specialized equipment to test the hammer’s radiation, he took out his phone, took a photo of the text on the hammer, and sent it to a linguist, requesting help deciphering it.
Within half an hour, Coulson received a reply from the linguist.
“Anyone who can lift this hammer, worthy of it, will gain the power of Thor! The text on it is runic! Could this really be Thor’s hammer from Norse mythology?” Coulson read the text on his phone, a look of disbelief crossing his face. Fortunately, his years of experience as a secret agent had forged a strong mental fortitude, and he quickly came to terms with this seemingly absurd fact.
“If I can lift it, I can gain the power of Thor? Why don’t I try to lift it myself?” Coulson suddenly thought. So, to verify the authenticity of the information written on the hammer, while the researcher turned his head to check the equipment data, he quietly reached out to Mjolnir.
However, the moment Coulson’s hand touched the hammer, the slightest bit of hope in his heart was ruthlessly shattered by reality.
“It seems that I am not destined to be the protagonist.” Coulson sighed in disappointment. After this attempt, he quickly returned to his usual serious working state, began to perform his duties, and reported the origin of the hammer to Nick Fury in detail.
An hour later, in a desert town, Leon learned about the hammer in the morning. At noon, he took Lilith and Yuriko and boarded a fighter plane that he had modified for the second time and renamed it “Thunder” and headed to New Mexico.
“Leon, why are we here in this damn place? Although I’m not afraid of the sun, the ultraviolet rays here are so strong that I feel uncomfortable all over.” Lilith wore sunglasses and a scarf on her head, dressed like a Middle Eastern woman. She even opened a parasol and couldn’t help complaining to Leon.
“We come here to look for people, watch a good show, and recycle some unwanted ‘junk’.” Leon replied meaningfully.
“Looking for someone? Who is worth you coming all the way here to find?” Lilith frowned as she looked at the desolate town with sparse vegetation in front of her.
“Do you know Norse mythology?” Leon asked mysteriously.
“Of course. I’ve been to Nordic countries like Norway several times and am very familiar with the local myths and legends.” Lilith nodded confidently.
“I came here to find Thor.” After hearing Lilith’s answer, Leon saved the trouble of explaining and directly stated the purpose of his trip.
“Thor? Would the legendary god come to this godless place?” Lilith was full of doubts about Leon’s words.
“Under normal circumstances he would definitely not come, but now he has been exiled by the King of Gods. His weapons are in the nearby desert, and he must be nearby too.” Leon explained clearly.
“Master, do you know what Thor looks like?” Yuriko, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked.
“I don’t know, but his appearance and temperament are definitely different. He should be easy to spot in a crowd,” Leon replied, shaking his head. He chose to wander around the town at this moment, just to try his luck. If he couldn’t find him, he would stay by Mjolnir. He didn’t believe Thor wouldn’t come looking for his hammer.
“You’re searching aimlessly like looking for a needle in a haystack,” Lilith couldn’t help but grumble. Just as she finished speaking, a car carrying four people sped past the three of them. Lilith’s nose was incredibly sensitive, and she instantly detected the distinct scent of blood.
“Leon! Hurry up and catch up with the car in front! The people in the car might be the Thor you are looking for!” In order to get rid of the torture of ultraviolet rays as soon as possible, Lilith hurriedly told Leon about her discovery.
“In the car in front? Let’s wait until it stops before we go over.” Leon raised his arm and launched a tracker at the vehicle in front, then took the two ladies to a roadside coffee shop to take a break.
The three of them each ordered a cup of coffee and sat in the shop for half an hour. After Leon checked the location of the tracker to confirm that the car had stopped, he immediately took them there.
At this time, Thor has woken up from his coma. Although Jane stopped him from looking for the hammer, Thor did not blame her.
Thor knew that Jane was thinking about his own safety, but he had a firm reason to get the hammer back. So, he secretly planned to wait until the night when everyone was asleep, then he would sneak back and get back Thor’s hammer, Mjolnir.
46 Hammer God (old version)
Just as Thor was looking at the vehicles coming and going on the roadside and concentrating on thinking about the details of the plan, Leon walked straight towards him with Lilith and Yuriko.
“Thor Odinson?” Leon came in front of the four people and called out Thor’s name with a hint of tentativeness.
“Hey, man, who are you? How do you know my name?” When Thor heard Leon’s words, he immediately stood up and looked at him with confusion.
“I’m here to help you get your hammer back, Thor. I come with good intentions, hoping to become friends with you and establish long-lasting friendly relations between Asgard and Midgard.” Leon said with a friendly smile on his face, extending his right hand to Thor as a symbol of friendship.
Thor was confused when he heard what Leon said. After a few seconds of silence, he reached out and shook hands with Leon gently.
At the moment when the two of them made physical contact, the Omnitrix on Leon’s left hand suddenly made a strange sound, which instantly attracted Thor’s attention.
“What’s that in your hand? Midgardian?” Thor asked, pointing at the seemingly ordinary little watch on Leon’s wrist.
“This is a tool for checking time.” Lyon explained with a smile.
“Okay, man, before you help me, can you tell me your name first?” Thor took another look at the watch on Leon’s wrist. He always felt that there was something indescribable weird about it, but he really couldn’t figure it out.
“My name is Leon, just call me Leon.” Leon smiled slightly, and at the same time glanced at Jian and the other two. With Ah Fu’s help, he obtained the identities of the three people through the black-framed glasses on his nose.
Jane Foster, Thor’s girlfriend, will gain the power of Thor and become the female Thor after picking up Thor’s hammer in the future.
Eric Shavig was controlled by Loki in Avengers 1 and used the Cosmic Cube to open a space tunnel, causing the Chitauri army to invade New York.
Daisy Louise, a beautiful woman with a graceful figure, fell in love with Howard the Duck in the episode “What If” and even broke reproductive isolation to lay an egg. She is truly an extraordinary woman.
“Thor, are you really going to go with this stranger named Leon to a restricted area designated by the Special Department to get your hammer?” Seeing that Thor seemed to be “kidnapped” by Leon, Jane suddenly became restless. She slammed the table and stood up, staring at Leon with a sharp, scrutinizing gaze.
“Relax, Ms. Jane Foster, I mean no harm. If you’re worried, you can come with us.” As soon as Lyon finished speaking, Jane frowned slightly. Just as she was about to ask the other party how he knew her identity, Shavig next to her patted her arm gently and signaled her with his eyes to stop asking too many questions.
“Since everyone has no objection, please board the plane.” Lyon put on a gentlemanly demeanor and clapped his hands elegantly. The next second, the fighter plane that had been following the three of them instantly released its stealth mode, revealing itself to the public for the first time.
Under Ah Fu’s precise operation, the fighter plane created a gust of wind and then landed steadily on an empty street.
In order to avoid traffic congestion, Lyon commanded everyone to quickly board the fighter plane, which then took off.
In supersonic flight, the fighter plane passed through the sky above the town at high speed like a black lightning, leaving behind a sonic boom like thunder, which echoed in everyone’s ears for a long time.
Thor and the other three boarded the fighter plane, but before they had time to take a closer look at the futuristic cabin, the fighter plane had already landed steadily next to the fortifications built by S.H.I.E.L.D.
At this moment, at the bottom of the pit created by Thor’s hammer, Coulson, wearing protective gear, was already sweating profusely under the scorching sun, and his clothes were soaked with sweat. After hearing the report from his men, he immediately ran up from the bottom of the pit at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.
Half a minute later, Leon’s Thunder fighter was surrounded by agents led by Coulson, and their weapons were all aimed at the hatch.
“Coulson, relax and put down your gun. Although we have only met once, we should be friends, right?” Leon’s figure appeared in the sight of the SHIELD agents as the hatch opened.
“Leon Parker? Why are you here! What are you doing here!” Coulson saw Leon’s face, but did not relax his vigilance, nor did he let his men put down their guns.
“I’m here with Thor to get back his hammer. If you don’t want to trigger a war between the advanced civilization and the Earth, get out of the way.” Facing Coulson’s questioning, Leon smiled slightly and directly threatened Coulson with righteous words.
“Put down your gun first.” Coulson pursed his lips, which were only slightly viscous, and quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind. He finally decided to compromise for the time being.
“Well done, Coulson. You are a hero of Earth. You successfully prevented a war between the Aesir and the people of Earth.” Leon smiled and clapped his hands. Lilith and Yuriko, who received the signal, immediately came out from the dark with Thor and the other three.
“Is he the legendary Thor?” Coulson saw six people appear, and his sharp eyes immediately locked onto the blond and blue-eyed Thor.
“Yes, I am the God of Thunder – Thor Odinson. Can I go get my Mjolnir now? Son of Kol?” Thor felt Coulson’s gaze and took a big step forward, came to the front of the crowd, and patted his strong chest, showing his heroic spirit.
“I only allow two people to enter the area ahead. Let Leon go in with Thor.” Coulson blinked, his brain working rapidly, and he came up with a relatively appropriate solution.
“Let’s go, Thor.” Leon said, patted Thor’s shoulder, and then followed Coulson towards the big hole created by the hammer.
“Mjolnir! My dear baby!” As soon as Thor saw Thor’s hammer standing at the bottom of the pit, he immediately forgot about Leon and Coulson and rushed towards the hammer like an arrow.
Soon, Thor came to Thor’s hammer. He first wiped the sweat off his hands with his clothes, and then gently stroked the hammer. His eyes were full of affection, as if the hammer in front of him was the love of his life.
“It’s indeed the God of Hammer! You’ll know later that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.” Leon looked at Thor’s affectionate look and couldn’t help but complain in his heart.
Sure enough, when Thor reached out with joy to grasp the hammer handle and wanted to pull up the hammer with one hand, the hammer still remained firmly in place, without moving at all.
“It looks like he’s not the owner of the hammer! Leon! What’s your intention?” Coulson saw that Thor, like him, couldn’t lift the hammer. He immediately pulled out his pistol and aimed it at Leon. The agents standing at the edge of the pit also reacted, aiming their guns at Thor.
“Don’t be nervous, Coulson. Thor is indeed the owner of the hammer, but Odin has cast a spell on the hammer, and Thor can’t lift it yet.” Leon explained calmly. Obviously, he didn’t take Coulson’s threat to him seriously at all.