American Comics: Omniscience and Omnipotence, Starting from the Concept Crucible (WTR-lab)
Chapter 80: Terrifying Phoenix Force, New York is Unsafe
Even though Aaron had put away his little sun,
Jean and Storm still took a step back, feeling a lingering fear.
Charles remained in place, and noticing their movement, his eye twitched slightly. Could they have taken him with them when they retreated?
"Alright, I asked a foolish question. You're not afraid of Mutants at all."
Compared to you, Mutants are like docile, cute little white rabbits.
The destructive power of ten thousand Mutants wouldn't even come close to one of your casual strikes!
He thought back to Black King Shaw, whom he and Erikhad faced together.
At that time, the fact that Shaw could control and absorb a nuclear bomb was already astonishing.
However, compared to Aaron, who could casually conjure a little sun at the slightest disagreement, Black KingShaw was practically harmless.
What was even more terrifying was that this man was already the richest person in the World, capable of causing global earthquakes with a single stomp of his foot, practically able to do whatever he pleased.
Now that he had both wealth and displayed invincible power, wouldn't he be completely lawless?
However, with this in mind,
Charles was no longer as worried about Aaron using Jean for anything.
If Aaron truly wanted to do something, there would be no need for such trouble.
He alone would be enough.
Jean might be safer and more at ease by his side than at the academy.
If anything happened, Aaron could also stop Jean.
Thinking of this,
Charles thought seriously for a moment, then looked at Jean, "Jean, what do you think?"
"Me?" Jean was puzzled.
What could she think? Stand and watch?
She still didn't know what was happening.
At this point, Charles communicated with her simply through his mental power.
Jean's expression shifted slightly, and she nodded discreetly.
Aaron's face maintained a calm smile, seemingly patiently waiting for the three of them to respond.
In fact,
when Charles was communicating telepathically with Jean, he had already sensed it, but he didn't expose them.
What they could be discussing was obvious, even to guess with one's toes.
It was nothing more than checking if Osborn was conducting Mutant experiments, and if they found anything unusual, they would leave immediately.
Of course, Charles would definitely have to explain about the Phoenix to Jean in advance.
Jean herself was a top student, but she trusted Charlesdeeply, and considering herself and the Mutants, Jean would absolutely not refuse.
For Aaron, these matters were not important.
Researching Mutant abilities?
Did he need to?
Soon, Jean was convinced and nodded, "Mr. Aaron, I'll be troubling you from now on."
"Pleasure working with you."
Aaron reached out and shook Jean's hand.
"Wait a moment!"
Jean was about to withdraw her hand when she heard this. While puzzled, she cooperated and didn't move it away.
She felt a sharp bird cry in her mind, her whole body was heating up, and her body was becoming increasingly abnormal.
"Jean?"
Charles and Storm looked over worriedly.
Aaron frowned slightly, "The resistance is quite strong, as expected of the Phoenix Force."
The primal furnace could absorb everything, but it was best at absorbing things that couldn't resist temporarily.
It wasn't that it couldn't absorb the Phoenix Force; even a complete Phoenix entering its "stomach" would have no chance of survival.
The main issue was that while the Phoenix Force couldn't defeat the primal furnace, it could run away!
The two sides engaged in a struggle within Jean's Physical Body, and the Phoenix Force collapsed at the first touch.
It was repeatedly defeated, retreating steadily.
Upon realizing the terrifying nature of the invader, the Phoenix Force wanted to escape.
However, Aaron suddenly let go at this moment.
Seeing this, the Phoenix observed for a while, then temporarily remained there.
A perfect host like Jean was rare.
Moreover, out of anger towards Charles, this part of the Phoenix's personality held deep resentment, and naturally, it was unwilling to leave easily.
But Aaron had already obtained what he wanted.
[Phoenix Force (Partial): Similar ability detected and fused. You have gained the Phoenix Force characteristic, possessing powerful vitality and mental power, able to easily perceive the emotions of all beings (or read minds, etc.).]
[Phoenix Judgment (Partial Phoenix Fire): Similar ability detected and fused (Flame Control, Flame Elementalization). You can transform into a Physical Bodyconstructed of Phoenix Fire, possessing the characteristics of ionized flames, and also existing in a Phoenix state. Even in an anoxic space, you can soar freely, burning eternally. Your rage is enough to incinerate most macroscopic existences, and some microscopic existences.]
[eternal phoenix core: Similar ability detected and fused (eternal core). The miniature Sun within your Physical Body has gained the characteristics of all three, burning infinitely while also possessing the terrifying power to incinerate and decompose everything!]
[Telekinesis: Similar ability detected and fused. Your Telekinesis is further strengthened, synchronized proportionally with your Physical Body strength.]
[Mental Teleportation: You can teleport to any visible location with the power of your mind (distance is related to the strength of your mental power), and even break through Universal barriers to travel through the Multiverse (requires a large amount of mental energy).]
[Matter Reorganization: Similar ability detected and fused (Matter Manipulation, Particle Stream Control). You can freely manipulate matter at the subatomic level (smaller than atoms), changing their composition and properties according to your will, easily turning stone into gold.]
Warning: The Phoenix Force is a force of emotion, one of the fundamental components of the Marvel Infinite Multiverse. Once generated, it will possess self-awareness. Before you become powerful, do not overuse this power, otherwise there is a risk of losing control (i.e., being contaminated by the mental emotions of all beings and returning to the Universe).
Perhaps due to the deep Fusion of the Phoenix and Jean's powers, Aaron not only gained the Phoenix's characteristics but also refined and acquired Jean's energy characteristics.
Aaron closed his eyes, carefully sensing the new eternal phoenix core burning vigorously deep within his cells. Within that round, intangible Sun, it was as if a little Phoenix was hatching.
This was his Phoenix Force.
And it was the limit he could safely control.
This wave brought Aaron a huge improvement.
Even greater than the improvement from absorbing Ego's Brain!
Matter Manipulation transformed into Matter Control, directly elevating from molecular level to subatomic level!
His mental power was strengthened, far exceeding his previous self, and also exceeding the current Charles.
Of course, it might not compare to Charles using the Brainwave Enhancer.
But Aaron could refine it!
That thing was also a good item.
Charles's own mental power was limited, but once he used the Brainwave Enhancer, he could directly control the life on a Planet, and even if it was just ordinary people, it was quite terrifying.
On this level, he could even barely rival a typical fully-formed Celestial.
Definitely several grades stronger than Druig of the Eternal.
Besides that, his Telekinesis was proportional to his Physical Body strength, so wouldn't that be at least tens of thousands of tons?
What if he continued to grow larger?
Could his mental abilities also continue to strengthen?
Aaron saw the warning.
The primal furnace's status surpassed that of the Phoenix Force, capable of violating the conservation of energy to freely create already recorded data, including even the Phoenix Force.
Theoretically, the Phoenix Force Aaron had now obtained was only a part.
The complete Phoenix power was even more astonishing, with richer abilities, but this power was far beyond what he could currently bear.
The Phoenix represents the emotions and minds of all beings and possesses self-awareness.
Even if Aaron used the primal furnace to create such a massive Phoenix,
Perhaps at that instant, he could ascend to the level of an Omniverse.
But subsequently,
the power of all beings could make this Phoenix return to the Universe.
Perhaps a casual spit could incinerate Aaron into ashes—no, into less than ashes.
However,
"Although I cannot directly control that complete Phoenix Force right now, with my current power and mind…"
"The Phoenix Force I control definitely surpasses Jean's own capacity, right?"
Aaron carefully sensed the Phoenix within the EternalSolar Core,
and compared it to what he had seen.
If the Phoenix in Jean's Brain was a chick, then his Phoenix was an eagle.
An eagle eats chicks, one bite at a time!
"Phew, as I am now, at least mentally, I can already rival a typical fully-formed Celestial, perhaps even surpass them, right?"
"Once my Physical Body is further enhanced, I can proceed to the next step."
Aaron felt terrifyingly powerful!
Once he got angry, he could probably burst and destroy the Earth like a balloon in a few breaths!
Even if this power was more reflected on a mental basis, it was still terrifyingly strong!
Moreover, he could completely detach from this "fragile" Physical Body, elementalize into Fire, and thus perfectly unleash the power of the Phoenix Force fragments.
It was very tempting,
but Aaron didn't want to just transform into a Phoenixlike that.
His current mental strength was not yet able to contend with the emotions and minds of the Universe's inhabitants.
If he were to go all in like that, he might end up going mad.
And even a complete Phoenix wouldn't pass the Living Tribunal. It would be like throwing away the watermelon to pick up sesame seeds, not worth the effort.
He wasn't the Golden-Winged Great Peng, he had no hobby of being a mascot on someone else's shoulder.
"Calm down, calm down. I want to control this power, not be controlled by it!"
Aaron took a deep breath, cooling himself down and regaining his composure.
This instant seemed to have lasted a long time.
But from the outside, it was only a few seconds.
"Mr. Aaron? Jean's condition just now…"
Charles's expression was suspicious, and he began to doubt whether Aaron had the ability to treat Jean.
Before meeting Aaron, although Jean was walking on the edge of time and space, the problem wasn't too big.
But after just meeting Aaron, looking at him, and shaking his hand once, she almost went into a blood rage.
Even Aaron himself… seemed to have some problem?
Aaron shook his head, "The little fellow isn't big, but her temper isn't small. However, it's not a big problem. As long as I give her a little guidance, it will be resolved soon."
"I have a lot of experience dealing with such mischievous, wayward, and corrupted little things."
Under Charles's suspicious gaze, Aaron made a guarantee.
Isn't it easy for a hawk to train a chick?
What, you won't listen?
Then I'll use the Dao of destruction and erase you directly!
Anyway, without Phoenix, Jean is still an Omega-level Mutant; her potential might be lower, but her perfectly controllable power can increase like a Rocket.
Hearing this, Charles had no choice.
Now that it had come to this, it was no longer a question of whether he agreed, but whether Aaron was willing to let go.
Even if it was a desperate measure, Jean's problem had to be solved.
"Then I'll leave it to you, Mr. Aaron."
Aaron nodded, "Is there anything else?"
Charles thought for a moment, opened his mouth, but still shook his head.
He motioned for Jean and Felicia to follow.
They were about to leave.
Just then, Aaron suddenly thought of something and said meaningfully, "Oh, Professor, if you have any Mutants in your school who dislike their abilities, you can bring her to me."
"I might have a way to help her solve it."
Charles's heart stirred, and a terrible thought arose within him.
Does Aaron have a way to erase Mutant abilities?
Or rather, has their research on Mutants reached an extremely profound level?
Charles subtly gave Jean a look, and she nodded secretly.
"No problem, I just hope Mr. Aaron doesn't conduct any experiments on them; they are also members of humanity..."
Charles said as tactfully as possible.
Aaron raised an eyebrow and said, "Human experimentation? I would never stoop to that."
With that, Aaron continued to walk away, leaving Charleswith a dashing and mysterious back.
"Professor... perhaps he's right, maybe they really don't need human experimentation?"
Storm recalled the human detection technology displayed at the Exposition just now; with that, perhaps there was no need for such primitive methods?
Charles shook his head, his face filled with worry.
He certainly hoped so, but who knew?
Charles suddenly shouted at Aaron's retreating figure, "Mr. Aaron, are you a Mutant?"
"No!"
Aaron said without looking back, then disappeared from sight with Jean and Felicia.
The next moment,
The consciousness of the surrounding crowd was released, and they all scratched their heads, wondering why they were there.
They had forgotten the fact that Aaron had appeared, and they all shook their heads and dispersed.
Now it was Storm's turn to push Charles.
After seeing Scott and others taking care of the students on the periphery,
"Professor, where's Jean Grey?" Scott looked around, his expression slightly changing.
"Jean... she left with Aaron."
"What?!"
Scott was shocked; his goddess, whom he had secretly loved for years, had left with another man in just one day?
Was childhood sweetheart not as good as a sudden arrival? Where exactly had he lost?
"No, I'm going to find Jean Grey!"
Scott had only taken two steps when he suddenly collapsed.
"Professor?" Storm realized something.
"Don't provoke Aaron, I have a premonition that he is countless times more terrifying than Magneto!"
Charles sighed, unsure if coming to Aaron this time was the right decision.
He only hoped that Jean could successfully gain his trust.
At least... if this man, who simultaneously topped the rankings for wealth and global influence, could slightly shift his views on Mutants, it would be enough to improve their difficult situation.
On the other side.
Jean, who was following closely behind Aaron, hesitated to speak, but before she could, she saw a swarm of reporters ambushing the Exposition.
"Mr. Aaron, we hear that Osborn Group is about to be renamed Aaron's Group, is that true?"
"Mr. Aaron, there are rumors that you are moving your headquarters to another region? Is it really as the outside world suspects, that someone in New York State is coveting your Corporation's secrets?"
Aaron looked at the reporter, feeling quite good, and casually said, "It's simple, it's not safe here."
The well-endowed reporter's eyes lit up after hearing this, and she tried her best to show off her assets, licking her lips, "So you think the New York State Police are wasting taxpayers' money?"
Good heavens, you're climbing the ladder with that, your journalism degree must be a Dr.!
Aaron ignored them and was about to leave, but suddenly paused, looking into the distance.
The reporters, who were crowding around, looked in that direction in confusion.
Aaron gazed into the distance, seeing Hulk and Abomination fighting each other several kilometers away.
Jean asked curiously, "What's happening over there?"
Aaron withdrew his gaze, "As I just said, New York isn't very safe."
Aaron turned back and instructed, "Tell Norman to inform the people on site that the Exposition is temporarily suspended..."
"No, never mind, they already know."
As he spoke, many dignitaries in the Osborn Groupexhibition hall received news from outside.
After a glance, their expressions were enraged, and also filled with fear.
The U.S. President even picked up his phone and made a call, scolding a certain bald man.
As for Air Force Commander Ronald, he also opened his phone with a grim expression.
There was also a message on it,
General Ross: General Ronald, I have the situation under control and will resolve the trouble soon.
Almost at the same time, Tony Stark also received the news.
With a solemn expression, he picked up the briefcase beside him, and the Mark V automatically began to suit up.
And in the very back of the venue, among the bodyguards responsible for guarding the entrance,
Coulson, dressed in a black suit and standing among the burly men like a minion, also received an urgent notification.
His face fell, "Big trouble..."
This Exposition, which attracted global attention and was enough to change the future of humanity,
was originally very successful, but had to be suspended midway,
because just a few blocks from here,
Hulk and Abomination were naked and embracing, staging a primal brawl between men.
When everyone learned of this news,
they suddenly realized the meaning of Aaron's words: New York really isn't safe!
Chapter 81: The Abomination God who surpasses the Big Three, kneel before me!
If it is said,
that after the Hulk and Abomination incident broke out, the person primarily responsible for safety was S.H.I.E.L.D.,
then now, the one even more restless is undoubtedly the Mayor of New York City.
Aaron's statement that New York was unsafe had an unprecedented impact on the city.
Many companies would even consider whether to continue staying in New York City.
Didn't you see that the massive Osborn Group, with its hundreds of meters tall building serving as a branch, still had to move elsewhere to re-establish its headquarters?
Now it's just Hulk and Abomination,
what will it be next time?
Aliens invading New York City?
It sounds ridiculous,
but this is Marvel!
It's fine to fool the common people,
but these powerful and wealthy elites know that aliens exist on Earth.
What if... just what if, one day aliens really attacked New York,
wouldn't all their efforts be in vain?
If the headquarters is gone, it's gone,
but if people are gone, that's the biggest loss.
Some people even began to inquire about where Osborn Group, oh no, Aaron's Group, planned to move its headquarters.
With Aaron's vision, surely the new headquarters would be very safe, right?
The Mayor of New York City's forehead was constantly dripping with cold sweat.
Looking at the interpretations of Aaron's words popping up in various news reports, and then reading the comments, he felt utterly distraught.
Compared to the Mayor of New York City,
Nick Fury also had a huge headache.
Such supernatural events were originally S.H.I.E.L.D.'s responsibility.
However, they failed to deal with the incident immediately before it occurred.
Instead, it endangered global dignitaries.
One careless mistake could trigger an international crisis, a hundred times worse than 9/11!
He really couldn't bear that responsibility!
Of course,
besides them,
the most desperate person was the culprit responsible for capturing Hulk, causing huge public outcry, forcing the temporary suspension of this Osborn Exposition, and causing many dignitaries to evacuate in disarray—Lieutenant General General Ross of the Air Force.
Ross hung up the phone, his face filled with resentment.
He had been scolded for eighteen generations of his ancestors by General Ronald in a phone call.
Then came the President's call.
Everyone who could criticize him gave him a 'friendly' greeting.
Normally, if Ross did this, relying on his Military status and background, it would at most be downplayed.
In the future, he might even be able to use it as a merit, and after much maneuvering, become the Secretary of the Department of Defense.
But now, he needed to consider whether he needed to retire early and step down from his position as a Lieutenant General.
If things went badly, he might even face a Military court.
A regular Exposition directly escalated into an extremely serious international diplomatic incident.
Someone always has to take the blame for it.
"Damn it!"
"Find a way to inform Bronski to take the Hulk far from Manhattan, or else send him to meet God first!"
Ross cursed in frustration.
He knew about the Osborn Expo, and he knew that so many high-ranking officials and dignitaries would be attending this Exposition.
He even knew the Exposition was scheduled for June 5th.
But what he never expected was that Bronski would disregard his orders, inject himself with an increased dose of serum, and become the Abomination!
And it happened on this particular day!
And in Harlem, north of Manhattan!
Only a few thousand meters from the Exposition site!
The key was that Bronski continued to ignore his orders; after gaining immense power, he evolved from a highly decorated commando into a Homelander-plus version who saw all!
He caused destruction everywhere to attract the Hulk.
He wantonly slaughtered his former teammates.
He caused numerous soldier casualties.
After the Hulk appeared,
the two then began a street fight in the bustling streets.
Everything, absolutely everything, had spiraled out of his control.
Although he was unwilling to admit it, in reality, he was already powerless to control the situation.
Make Bronski stop? He suspected that even an armored division wouldn't be able to handle this thing.
A squad of soldiers, risking their lives, drove a military jeep and shouted into a loudspeaker at Bronski.
However, what greeted them was a fist larger than a sandbag.
"I can now control my own destiny, no one can order me! No one!"
The Abomination roared loudly, relying on his superior strength and fighting experience, he punched the Hulkaway.
Then he charged towards the jeep.
A rocket-propelled grenade with a fiery trail came flying.
However, the Abomination caught it with one hand, squeezed it, and after the rocket, which was powerful enough to destroy a wall, exploded, only thick smoke emerged.
The Abomination was completely unharmed!
The Abomination raised his hand and smashed the entire jeep flat with a single punch.
When the Hulk attacked,
he grabbed him by the neck with a backhand, let out a beastly roar, and then actually threw the Hulk towards the Manhattan district like a sandbag.
"Now, I am the invincible god~~~!"
The Abomination pounded his chest like King Kong.
His roar echoed through the entire street.
Yet no one could refute him.
"Mr. Miracle, you are the eternal god!"
"Who?!"
The Abomination was furious at the remark; someone dared to disrespect him?
He turned his head to look at the big screen in the plaza.
Hammer, the owner of Hammer Industries, stood up, clapping incessantly and shouting loudly.
The Abomination's eyes instantly narrowed, memorizing him firmly.
Then even more people stood up in unison, offering blessings to Aaron.
"Aaron is the god of miracles!"
"No!!!"
The Abomination's eyes turned red, looking at Aaron's face with immense jealousy.
"Aaron... President of Osborn Group..."
"The most dazzling pearl of the United States, the Einstein of the medical world..."
"The god of miracles!!!"
Before becoming the Abomination, Bronski was merely a field officer, fighting for wealth and power with his life.
Yet even so, a mere Lieutenant General Ross could casually reprimand him.
But what about Aaron?
At twenty-two, he was surrounded and flattered by everyone.
He saw Air Force Commander Ronald, the President of the United States, the Secretary of Defense, high-ranking officials from the five permanent members, and presidents of trillion-dollar Corporations.
While he was fighting the Hulk to the death for the safety of the United States,
these good-for-nothing bastards were fawning over another man!
And even hailing Aaron as the god of miracles!
And what was even more infuriating was that,
not to mention him, even with Ross's rank as a Lieutenant General, it was difficult to enter the exhibition hall.
Previously, Bronski was jealous of the Hulk's strength, so he defeated him.
But now he began to envy Aaron's wealth and fame.
"There can only be one god, and that is me, Bronski!"
"Manhattan..."
"Tremble, your great god has arrived!"
The Abomination immediately changed his target, once again defeating the uninteresting Hulk with a punch, his goal clear, heading towards the Osborn Expo in Manhattan.
Seeing this, Ross felt his vision go black.
"Damn it, stop him at all costs!"
Just then, on the rooftop of a building at the scene,
Aaron, who should have been at the center of the Exposition, teleported to the scene with Felicia and Jean.
Each of them sat on a small stool, holding watermelons, eating melon seeds, ready to watch a real-life Hollywood hero blockbuster.
However, with just a blink,
Good gracious, was he eating melon and it ended up on himself?
"Boss, that big guy's destination... is our Corporation?"
Felicia stared blankly in that direction.
Straight ahead,
the Osborn Group building stood out like a sore thumb.
It was like a lighthouse in the dark, illuminating the way for those who were lost.
Aaron stood up, "I've seen people eat shit, but this is the first time I've seen someone actively seek death like this."
Felicia was eager to try, "Boss, why don't you let me deal with him?"
"You... not yet."
Aaron shook his head. Besides Spider-Man's abilities, he had subsequently bestowed Felicia with various other abilities.
Such as super flexibility, Kato's hand, temperature control, muscle control, and other abilities.
Felicia indeed lived up to expectations, mastering these abilities proficiently through repeated diligent training.
Her combat abilities had increased, and she could even fight Aaron at full power for three minutes.
But to be honest, the current Felicia could at most only restrain the Abomination.
Asking an agile hero to fight a tank + brutal damage output hero was simply too difficult.
Felicia lowered her head in disappointment, Aaron patted her head, "As long as you perform well, I will give you even better things in the future."
Felicia nodded emphatically, her eyes filled with fighting spirit and determination.
Aaron nodded, "College students are good, they're good at what they do and easy to appease."
"I should visit universities more often when I have the chance."
"I'm going to buy some oranges, you two wait here and don't move, I'll be back soon."
"Okay, Daddy!"
"!!!"
Jean's eyes widened as she looked at Felicia, "What did I just hear?"
Felicia was unconcerned.
Isn't this just normal work for a thoughtful secretary?
It's all minor stuff, no need to make a fuss.
You'll see even wilder things later.
Perhaps thinking of something, Felicia couldn't help but clench her thighs.
"Hey, buddy, who are you looking for?"
Tony Stark descended from the sky in his Mark V armor.
He spoke flippantly, watching the Abomination charging along the road.
"Get lost!"
Tony Stark, also a rising star, had already become a star of yesterday due to Aaron's sudden emergence.
The Abomination didn't even bother to spare him a glance, casually smashing a fire hydrant and throwing it as a projectile.
Tony quickly dodged, his right palm opening, a ball of energy gathering.
"Alright, it seems I need to beat you up first before we can talk properly."
As soon as he finished speaking, the palm repulsor emitted a high-temperature light.
However, the Abomination didn't dodge or evade, he kept running, enduring the attack head-on.
He looked down at his uninjured hand, a contemptuous smile on his face, "Is that all you've got? Are you tickling me?"
Tony raised an eyebrow as he looked at the damage feedback from Jarvis.
"Decent defense. Well, try this."
The chest of the Mark V opened, and a larger mass of energy gathered.
The unibeam fired at full power, aided by the intelligent fire control system, striking the Abomination's chest with a 'thump'.
The Abomination patted his still-unharmed chest.
A barely concealed mocking smile appeared on his ferocious face, "So-called Iron Man is nothing more than this. Before a god, you are just a pile of scrap metal!"
Seeing this, Tony Stark's expression could no longer remain calm.
"Perhaps I need a tougher guy. Damn it, I should have gone back to change into a Mark VI first."
The Mark V was a suitcase armor, a portable armor Tonycreated specifically for emergencies, capable of rapid assembly anywhere.
However, to compress it to suitcase size for easy carrying, its armor defense had to be reduced; compared to the double-layer protection of other armors, this suit had only a single layer of armor.
And to reduce its volume for portability.
The Mark V's weapons were limited to palm repulsors and pulse cannons, and their power wasn't high.
They were fine for dealing with ordinary minor villains.
But against the Abomination, who was on the same level as the Hulk, it was undoubtedly like a squirt gun against a giant bear—more humiliating than physically damaging.
Tony didn't even dare to get too close.
His fragile armor couldn't possibly withstand a fist larger than his head.
"Jarvis, make a note immediately: the next generation of armor needs further upgrades to its weapon system, self-flight capability, rapid donning, and further armor upgrades. Ideally, it should absorb lightning, resist high-temperature heat vision, freezing breath, and super-strength punches..."
"Tony, are you trying to design an anti-Abominationarmor? Or an anti-Aaron armor?"
As Tony was speaking, a familiar voice suddenly came from beside him.
Below, the Abomination roared, his eyes bloodshot as he stared behind Tony.
"Alright, so he wants to deal with you. What did you do to him? Played with his woman? Or kicked him?"
Tony knew who the voice belonged to without needing to turn around.
It was his lifelong rival, Aaron!
However, all of this was Tony Stark's unilateral thought; Aaron never considered putting Tony on his "competitor" list.
The reason was simple: he didn't rate him!
Oh no, at least in terms of picking up women,
Aaron stated that Tony had a head start.
But it was fine, he would surpass him sooner or later.
After all, Tony was already hung up on one tree, wasn't he?
"Probably... I'm just more handsome than him!"
Aaron thought for a moment, then said with utmost seriousness.
Tony Stark's face darkened as he compared the two, "I'm more handsome than him too!"
"But you're not as handsome as me."
"Damn it!" Tony Stark rolled his eyes, utterly exasperated!
He stubbornly retorted, "Twenty years ago, I was also a famous handsome young man in the ten-mile radius; you can't compare to me!"
"Appropriate self-confidence is a virtue, excessive self-confidence is arrogance. It's fine to fool netizens, but don't deceive yourself."
After speaking, Aaron landed directly in front of the Abomination.
"Aaron, you're finally here. I didn't expect you to be more than just an ordinary person, but no matter how mysterious you are, you are no match for a god!"
The Abomination grinned hideously, his invincible body, filled with Hulk's blood, was already craving a fight!
Although he was surprised that Aaron could fly,
He still felt that this was a guaranteed win!
Whether it was the Invincible Hulk or the once-proud Iron Man, they both seemed as weak and powerless as children before him.
Having been injected with both the Super Soldier Serum and the Hulk Serum, he had already grown into a super-Avengers titan, surpassing Captain America, the Hulk, and Iron Man.
Who else in this world could stand against him?!
"So, facing a god, should one kneel?" Aaron raised an eyebrow.
"Haha, of course! Facing a god, one naturally kneels to beg for the god's forgiveness!"
Bronski cackled, envisioning the scene of Aaron, praised by global leaders, kneeling before him.
He couldn't help but feel his blood surge; this was what it meant to be a god!
"If you now..."
"Then... kneel before me!"
Bronski's eyes widened in fury, about to speak, when Aaron suddenly appeared in front of him.
Without any other movement from him,
Bronski felt his elephant-thick "calf" shatter with a snap, and his legs involuntarily bent into a kneeling position.
And Aaron's relatively short but upright figure stood before him, calmly accepting his bow.
Tony Stark stared, momentarily stunned, "Jarvis, did you see that clearly?"
"No."
"Hmm?"
"I slowed down the footage by a hundred thousand times, and I still couldn't discern his movement trajectory. Mr. Aaron seems to have... teleported?"
"..."
Tony Stark thought for a moment, "Note it down. The next suit of armor also needs a powerful reaction system to quickly detect its surroundings and take countermeasures when I can't react in time."
He glanced at Bronski's calf and added, "The armor needs to be even thicker, thicker than an elephant's leg!"
"Yes, sir."
"Oh, and was this scene captured? I must say, he looked very handsome in that instant!"
"I recorded the entire process; there's absolutely no problem."
Tony nodded.
However, Bronski was bewildered; this wasn't the scene he had imagined!
Director, you shot it wrong; this isn't my script, let's do it again!
Just then, the Hulk's familiar roar came from afar.
But upon seeing the Abomination kneeling before Aaron, both the Hulk and Bruce Banner's consciousnesses were stunned for a few seconds.
He stumbled and fell face-first, yet still managed to look up.
This roar jolted Bronski awake.
The next instant, he subconsciously ignored Aaron's elusive methods, and in his extreme shame and anger, he raised his hand and delivered a heavy punch carrying thousands of tons of force.
However, the fist stopped abruptly about ten centimeters from Aaron.
Bronski watched in horror as his uncontrollable fist suddenly curved and struck his own head.
Bang!
Crisp and loud—it sounded like a good head!
Chapter 82: Infinite Rage, Gamma Ray Absorption! A Beautiful Scene Like a Fairyland
Tony Stark descended from the sky.
He stared, bewildered, at the Abomination, who had just punched himself a dozen meters away.
"What kind of move is that?"
"You don't know?"
Aaron looked at him in surprise.
"Should I know?"
Faced with Aaron's astonished gaze, Tony felt utterly baffled.
"I imagine you haven't been paying attention to Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters."
Tony tried hard to think, looked up some information, and his expression subtly changed.
"Mutants? Is this... Professor X's telepathy? You controlled the Abomination's body?!"
Tony's face instantly darkened.
He had originally thought Aaron was twisted enough, but now it seemed he had underestimated him.
"Jarvis!"
"Sir, the data has been recorded, but I must remind you that I don't have enough data to support the design of the next suit of armor."
"With current technology, it's simply impossible to create."
Jarvis spoke truthfully, incapable of lying.
Tony raised an eyebrow.
"For me, nothing is impossible. Note it down; with a little bit of intelligent thought, it can definitely be done!"
After whispering, Tony tried to pry for information.
"Buddy, what other abilities do you have? Show them off?"
Aaron knew what he meant and gave a mysterious smile.
Want to make anti-Aaron armor? Go find the Mind Stone first!
Take your time researching; I hope you don't despair in the end.
"Roar!!"
After Bronski tried to recall the recent events, he let out another roar.
This time, he didn't rush forward recklessly. Instead, he grabbed a car with one hand and threw it.
Then he picked up a bus and threw that out too.
Aaron's eyelids lifted slightly, his hands behind his back, his figure tall and straight. An invisible force enveloped the car and bus, making them float in the air.
Aaron walked forward, step by step.
Bronski frantically threw everything he could find around him.
As many as seven or eight cars, and streetlights, all floated in the air.
Aaron walked among the floating heavy objects with a leisurely stroll.
Elegant and noble, like an aristocrat.
"Impossible!"
Looking at Aaron's handsome face and terrifying power,
And remembering his wealth, which could rival a nation,
Bronski let out an unwilling roar.
There was no justice in this world!
Then he, Bronski, would shatter this firmament!
Bronski stomped heavily like a bull, causing the ground to instantly indent. His entire body launched forward like a heavy cannon, concentrating all his strength into one hand, attempting to break through Aaron's terrifying Telekinesis shield.
Aaron nodded slightly, and a faint blue light screen appeared five meters in front of him.
Bronski punched it, and with a clang, he was repelled several meters by the counter-impact force.
Bronski's face showed unwillingness. He came before the light screen, punching again and again, delivering dozens of punches within seconds.
Each punch could blow up a tank!
Each strike was comparable to a missile attack!
Aaron continued to advance.
The light screen remained stable, unmoving.
Soon,
Aaron slowly walked up to Bronski, looking up at his hideous giant face.
Bronski also stopped his meaningless punching, looking at Aaron's slender figure, his red eyes narrowed.
Although he tried his best to control his emotions, his inner fear was still evident.
The two stared at each other across the light screen.
One tall, one short; one fat, one thin.
At some point, the light screen vanished.
Bronski still didn't move. He extended a finger, and it met no resistance as he had imagined.
But he still cowered, not daring to reach out, even though he believed a single finger could crush a human to dust!
Tony Stark watched this scene, an uncanny sense of shock washing over him.
It should have been a scene of a demon god slaughtering mortals, yet why did it feel like Aaron was the demon god, and the nearly three-meter-tall Abomination was the trembling little white rabbit?
This world must be insane!
Aaron spoke, "I hate it when people look at me like that."
Bronski's heart jolted, as if recalling the previous scene, and his not-fully-recovered legs instinctively knelt.
Thud!
Aaron raised an eyebrow. He was about to combine gravity and Telekinesis to forcefully press the other party down.
But Bronski was so cooperative and obedient? This left him with no sense of accomplishment.
His gaze shifted upwards.
Aaron frowned again.
Bronski looked at his still upright posture even while kneeling, then at Aaron's displeased eyes.
Before Aaron could speak, he directly put his hands on the ground, lowered his head, and said,
"Great god of miracles, I was wrong!"
"What the f*ck?!"
Tony was shocked, and Hulk scratched his head.
"What were you wrong about?"
Bronski thought for a moment. "You are the eternal God! And I am just an ugly monster, a fool who doesn't know his place..."
"I am the best commando, please, spare me!"
"I have shed blood for the people, I have rendered meritorious service to the country!"
"But... what does that have to do with me?"
Aaron shook his head. He looked at Hammer, then at Loki. Your flattery still needs work.
And then you had to add something unnecessary at the end.
Do I care?
Hearing this, Bronski, who had been bowing his head, suddenly looked up and lunged!
On his face, contorted with terror, a triumphant smile appeared.
His giant hand, much larger than a normal person's head, clenched into a fist, carrying a sonic boom as it slammed directly towards Aaron's chest.
Boom!!
Bronski's eyes widened as he stared at Aaron, who was as steady as a mountain, not moving an inch.
"No, impossible!"
"You'll never know the power of a God."
Aaron reached out his hand.
"Wait, I really was wrong, forgive me!"
"Forgive you? Alright!"
Before Bronski could feel relieved, Aaron's finger touched his chest. A terrifying stream of particles condensed, instantly blasting through that unbreakable body, tougher than steel!
"Come find me in your next life!"
Aaron withdrew his hand. Bronski's eyes gradually lost their light, filled with disbelief, as he collapsed heavily.
Even with the powerful vitality of Abomination, after his heart was shattered, he was utterly dead!
"God? Heh heh..."
Aaron looked at his right hand, a subtle light flashing.
However, Aaron shook his head in disappointment.
"Useless!"
After melting Abomination's body,
his strength had not changed at all.
He hadn't gained a single useful ability.
And this one had the nerve to call himself a God?
At this moment, Aaron looked at Hulk again.
Hulk was initially somewhat puzzled seeing the imposter he disliked lying dead.
When his eyes met Aaron's, he instinctively let out a roar.
"Oh damn it, don't roar at him! You'll get me killed!"
Bruce Banner's consciousness within Hulk immediately scolded Hulk and tried to regain control of the body.
Having personally witnessed Aaron toy with Abomination until he died, such a ruthless person—if Hulk dared to provoke him, wouldn't that be seeking death?
"Roar!!"
"Hulk, strongest!"
Hulk was quite displeased with Bruce Banner, who immediately cowered upon meeting someone.
To retreat without a fight was a disgrace!
Hulk, even if he died in battle, would never admit defeat!
"You say you're the strongest?"
Aaron appeared in front of Hulk in the next instant, meeting his gaze.
"You look like you're quite annoyed with me?"
Hulk bared his ferocious, bloody maw, and his muscles bulged all over his body.
"Wait! We're just playing around, Hulk is just a mischievous child, we mean absolutely no harm!"
Bruce Banner frantically snatched back control of the body at this point, and with Hulk's face, he forced a fawning smile.
That giant physique and large face smiling like that gave a strange sensation.
"We'll leave now, we definitely won't disturb your... Exposition/Fair?"
Bruce Banner controlled the body and was about to leave.
"Oh damn it, don't be stubborn!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Bruce Banner's consciousness was kicked out, and Hulk came back online.
"Hulk!!"
Aaron frowned, "Be quiet!"
An invisible force descended from the sky, evenly distributed over several square meters of ground, causing the entire area to sink dozens of centimeters deep with a thud!
Hulk felt as if a giant mountain had suddenly landed on his back.
Even as powerful as he was, he was pressed to his knees on the ground in a single encounter!
Hulk exerted all his strength, attempting to struggle to his feet.
However, no matter how hard he tried, even tearing the ground for leverage, he could not escape this absolute suppressive control!
"Hulk, get up!"
Although Hulk was not human, he did use some of Bruce Banner's consciousness.
He knew that kneeling before others was a disgrace!
Aaron snorted.
The force increased again.
This time, Hulk completely sprawled on the ground. No matter how he struggled, he couldn't resist that powerful force.
"No!!"
No sooner had Hulk roared than Bruce Banner came online.
"Shut up!"
After saying that, he quickly explained, "Mr. Aaron, please listen to me, Hulk is still a child! You are a great man, please don't hold it against him."
"Mischievous children need even more discipline!"
Aaron didn't indulge Hulk just because his Super Intelligence was low.
What if he turned into a spoiled brat?
Aaron ignored the terrifying gravity and Telekinesis, picking up the struggling Hulk with one hand.
He delivered two resounding punches to his face.
Bruce Banner immediately yielded control to Hulk.
After two punches,
Hulk's head felt dizzy and heavy, as if his whole body was floating in the air.
At some point,
the gravity and Telekinesis had vanished.
Hulk shook his head, wanting to break free from the pincer-like large hand, but that 'small' hand contained unimaginable power.
Then Aaron delivered two more punches.
Hulk directly slumped his head, no longer struggling.
"Still roaring?"
Aaron asked.
Hulk didn't speak.
Another punch!
Hulk rolled his eyes and took a good while to react.
"Still roaring?" Aaron asked.
Hulk shook his head repeatedly.
Then Bruce Banner switched online.
"Hulk says he's given up, he won't roar anymore!"
Banner quickly said, "This is my body after all!"
It's Hulk who gets hit, but it's me who feels the pain!
After five punches, he only felt his head was heavy, and his vision was somewhat blurry.
Aaron let go.
After thinking for a moment, he directly melted Hulk's blood.
[Infinite Rage (Incomplete): When you are in an angry state, your overall physical fitness will continuously improve at a slight speed, and your psychic abilities will also slowly enhance.]
[Super Intelligence: Your sensitivity to certain fields such as physics, biochemistry, and engineering is further enhanced.]
[Energy Absorption (Gamma Rays): Similar ability detected and integrated. You can absorb gamma ray energy, slowly strengthening all your cells, allowing your life level to continuously rise!]
Oh, as expected, the genuine article is reliable!
Aaron had just tried it casually.
But Hulk actually had a huge burst of power!
Infinite Rage... This is somewhat similar to the original setting, but the incomplete version... How much of the original effect can it retain?"
Aaron wasn't surprised to see the word 'incomplete'.
Looking at Hulk's performance in the MCU, the difference in his strength across various periods was vast.
When he was strong, he was the MVP of the entire scene, even making the Avengers declare, "We have a Hulk."
When he was weak, he had no will to fight, and anyone could bully him.
Due to his mentality and emotional issues, Hulk's strength had a very wide range, and he even lost his sense of presence at one point.
Especially after Thanos's few punches, Hulk was completely stunned and went on strike.
The strength Hulk could exert was heavily influenced by his emotions.
If it were the original Hulk, a continuously enraged Hulkwould never be so useless.
Regardless, this was a characteristic that increased the upper limit of strength by a percentage.
Perhaps he would never have the chance to use it in the future, but it was better than nothing.
Super Intelligence.
This was clearly a characteristic belonging to Bruce Banner himself, but after multiple evolutions, Aaron's intelligence was already higher than Banner's.
So, the improvement was only in the sensitivity of certain fields.
At least Bruce had a lot of practical experience; Aaron's talent had a high upper limit, but without practice, he could only theorize.
What Aaron valued most was undoubtedly the Gamma Ray version of Energy Absorption.
Because the atmosphere blocks gamma rays, there aren't many gamma rays on Earth.
But space is different.
Especially gamma-ray bursts, which can sometimes release energy equivalent to the sun's entire life cycle in a few seconds to several minutes.
If Energy Absorption improved further, then the universe would become his nourishment for growth!
Aaron smacked his lips, wondering if he would evolve into a universe devouring entity in the future?
Shaking his head, Aaron no longer paid attention to the now useless Hulk, his gaze suddenly turning to Tony Stark.
He had never considered melting Tony, but now it seemed... perhaps it could even bring some slight improvements in intelligence?
However, Aaron mostly felt that the greatest gain from melting Tony would be the experience of handling women.
"What are you looking at?"
Noticing Aaron's seemingly ill-intentioned gaze, Tonysubconsciously took two steps back, crossing his arms.
"I wasn't screaming."
"I'm not interested in men."
Aaron's mouth twitched slightly, and he glanced at the messy battlefield, "The rest is up to you."
With that, his entire person vanished from the spot.
Tony blinked, scanning his surroundings, "Wait, am I the cleanup crew now?"
"Hulk... scared..."
Seeing Aaron, the formidable man, leave, Hulk mumbled, and instantly transformed from his Hulk form back into Banner.
Banner's expression was strange; he vaguely saw a little green child squatting in a corner in the depths of his consciousness, not speaking.
Look at how this child was beaten, don't be silly... However, Banner touched his somewhat swollen face, "Oh shit, that hurts!!"
Aaron returned to the rooftop of the building.
"The trouble is solved, no more show to watch, let's go."
Jean, who had witnessed the entire battlefield, blinked, looking at Aaron with extreme strangeness.
She had always thought Aaron was a "mage," but he turned out to be a brute.
Two punches were all it took to deal with the immensely strong Hulk and Abomination.
That kind of impact left Jean feeling extremely shocked.
Such a strong man... What kind of terrifying power was contained within his body?
Jean didn't understand, she could only obediently follow Aaron, and together with Felicia, stepped into the dark energy passage Aaron casually opened.
In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the seaside villa in New York.
"Excuse me... what do we do next?"
Jean tentatively asked.
Aaron was about to say something when he suddenly looked towards the villa's garden.
"The first room on the left on the second floor is your room; you can rest for a while, I have something important to do."
After speaking, Aaron gestured for Felicia to follow, and the two went to the garden together.
Jean always felt something was off.
But given her identity,
She silently nodded and walked towards her room.
As soon as she entered the room, she heard a surprised female voice.
Jean curiously looked towards the window.
Quietly approaching to look down, she could just see the garden and the swimming pool next to it.
At this sight, Jean's eyes suddenly widened!
The small garden was filled with various exotic flowers and plants, seeming to shimmer and sway in the sunlight and breeze.
Among the flowers and plants, numerous colorful butterflies fluttered, dancing like elves.
They flitted about freely, and occasionally a mythical divine deer would peek out.
Her gaze shifted.
Jean saw a woman in a white princess dress and another in a green long dress, excitedly talking to Aaron.
They were so pure, perfectly blending with the fairy-tale like manor around them, just like a beautiful painting.
"Oh my god, is this a fairyland?"
Jean covered her mouth.
She really wanted to go down.
But a feeling of inferiority arose in her heart.
She couldn't go down and break this harmonious moment.
Looking at the two women, who seemed to have stepped out of a mythical fairyland, talking with Aaron, Jean felt a pang of unease...
Chapter 83: The Elves' Jade Bamboo, HYDRA Attack!
Not just Jean, even Aaron himself was surprised and amazed by his own garden.
Originally, this garden, although specially designed by a designer, was just decent.
But now?
The small garden had transformed into a dreamlike realm; the vegetation here seemed to be endowed with special magic, every leaf shimmering, and the flowers gently swaying.
The vibrant colors and enchanting fragrance stimulated one's senses.
Anyone who saw this place would undoubtedly be amazed, it was simply like a computer-generated fairyland.
Everything here was clearly the work of Savannah and Nina.
They were Light Elves, skilled not only in magic but also in decoration and cultivation.
In the morning he left,
The two had worked together to completely remodel the place.
Even with Aaron's Super Smell and Perception activated, he couldn't find any flaws.
It was as if the combination of floral scents and colors had been meticulously crafted.
A gentle breeze blew,
In the sunlight, Princess Savannah's skin was as radiant as moonlight, her amber-blue eyes gently flickering, perfectly blending into the picturesque scene.
And following Savannah, Nina, in her green long dress, wore a charming smile, a hint of joy flashing in her eyes as she watched Aaron enter the garden.
"Savannah, Nina, is this your gift to me?"
"This is the best gift I've ever received!"
Aaron was truly astonished.
Although he possessed divine power to turn decay into wonder and the most powerful brain, he was still amazed by all of this.
Savannah's face flushed slightly, "As long as Brother-in-law likes it, I just felt that the garden here didn't match your status, Brother-in-law."
Nina didn't speak, her gaze moving as Aaron approached.
He mentioned her in every sentence!
"Is Alfheim as beautiful as this place?"
Aaron grew curious about the homeland of the Light Elves.
If he considered retirement in the future, perhaps he could live in seclusion in Alfheim?
Savannah slightly raised her head and said proudly, "Brother-in-law, I told you the scenery of Alfheim is definitely not inferior to Asgard and Nornheim, right?"
"Whether it's the forests, the mountains, or the streams... they are all meticulously cared for by us, spiritual and beautiful."
Aaron's gaze instinctively shifted, and he nodded, "It is indeed very beautiful, and it's clear that it has been meticulously preserved."
Nina then spoke, "Your Majesty, most of the scenery in Alfheim is not as beautiful as it is here; Princess is the most talented mage among the Light Elves, and also the most talented designer. The forests designed and decorated by her are the most beautiful places."
Aaron became even more interested upon hearing this, "Then I must take the opportunity to experience it properly and see if my sister-in-law's nimble and delicate hands are truly as legendary as they say."
Savannah pursed her lips and smiled.
"By the way, why did you two suddenly come here?"
Aaron calculated the time, "The banquet should have just begun; given its scale, it will last at least two or three months."
A typical small peacekeeping operation would have Thor and his companions celebrating for a month.
For a coronation ceremony like his, as the king of the gods, three months was the minimum, and half a year was common.
At this point, Savannah looked a little embarrassed.
Nina smiled, looking directly at Aaron, and boldly said, "Because our princess found the banquet boring, and she had never been to Midgard before, so she specifically wanted to see Your Majesty's homeland."
This isn't my homeland.
Aaron didn't say this, nodding, "Compared to Alfheim, is Earth very disappointing to you?"
It must be said,
Compared to Jotunheim, Muspelheim, and others, Earth was certainly better.
But compared to places like Alfheim, which were on par with the divine realms, Earth's scenery and environment couldn't compare at all.
Whether it was the richness of vegetation and flora and fauna, or the quality of the air and the clarity of the water, it was a world apart.
He even wondered if the Light Elves could adapt to Earth's "terrible" environment.
Would the air here poison them?
If it came to that, he would have to add a Super Adaptability trait to them to adapt to Earth's "harsh" air.
Savannah shook her head, "Although the scenery here can't compare to our homeland, there is a unique charm to this place."
Nina smiled knowingly after hearing this.
A unique scent? Isn't that just His Majesty?
Which maiden doesn't harbor romantic thoughts?
Aaron is the legendary Great Heavenly God, said to be even more powerful than Odin, easily slaughtering peak Fire Demons!
He is young, handsome, and incredibly strong.
He also has a pleasant scent about him.
Even the picky Light Elves couldn't find fault, subconsciously wanting to get closer to Aaron.
Perhaps this was a difference in their life-level.
Light Elves love beautiful things, and Aaron was the most "beautiful" existence in Savannah's eyes.
"Oh, right! Sister Sif said I could stay with brother-in-law for two days, and King Odin also asked me to relay a message: on behalf of my brother-in-law, he has granted a great pardon to the Nine Realms."
"In three days, most of the criminals in the Asgarddungeons will be pardoned."
"So that everyone remembers your benevolence, brother-in-law."
Savannah deliberately imitated Odin's tone in a soft voice, making Aaron want to laugh.
As for Odin relaying this message, he understood the other party's intention.
It was nothing more than for Aaron to win over people's hearts and gain more recognition.
After all, Aaron had been away from Asgard for a long time; only legends of him would circulate in the Nine Realms, and after a while, people might feel estranged from him.
And these people, as beneficiaries of Aaron's coronation, would naturally express their gratitude for his great kindness.
Although Aaron didn't care about such fame, he wouldn't refuse Odin's good intentions.
He suspected that Savannah's quick descent was also due to Odin or others guiding her from behind.
But then again... with two great beauties actively seeking him out, he wouldn't refuse.
Elves... long-renowned, it was a good change of pace.
"Brother-in-law, who is that woman?"
Savannah sensed Jean's gaze and whispered, "Is she another sister?"
Aaron followed Savannah's line of sight and saw a red figure flash by.
"Not yet, but soon..."
Aaron's expression was unreadable.
Savannah understood, a fiancée!
She didn't mind Aaron having so many women; with a brother-in-law so powerful, what was wrong with having more women?
Isn't this the right of the strong?
It would be utterly ridiculous to try to restrict Aaron with the mindset of mortals or ordinary gods.
Savannah took a deep breath. "So fragrant!"
"Fragrant what?" Aaron suddenly asked.
Savannah immediately looked down at her fair, delicate toes... Light Elves in the wild don't like to wear shoes; they prefer to be close to nature.
Their not-so-frail physiques were enough to protect them from sharp stones.
Only on formal occasions would they wear light shoes.
Savannah had been busy in the garden for so long, but her jade-like feet were still pristine and smooth.
Aaron glanced at them. Such beautiful jade feet, it would be a waste to use them to step on mud... *Hiss*, and there were two pairs!
One white, one green, each with its own charm.
As Aaron was thinking, he suddenly received a phone call.
"What's wrong, brother-in-law?"
Seeing Aaron suddenly frown, Savannah's heart tightened, and she quickly asked.
Aaron's expression relaxed. "Nothing, just encountered some short-sighted ants..."
"Felicia!"
"I'm here!"
Felicia, who had been waiting outside, deliberately creating an opportunity for Aaron, immediately came through the path upon hearing him.
"This is Savannah and Nina. They are Light Elves. Please host them first, communicate well with them, and help them quickly understand this Earth. I'll go handle some minor matters."
Felicia nodded, curiously looking at Savannah's and Nina's pointed ears.
Her gaze moved down.
Their lips were as red and luscious as cherries.
Their blue, amber-like eyes were clear and beautiful, captivating like dazzling stars when they moved.
The Elves, bathed in sunlight, wore a golden halo, their skin fair as snow and impossibly delicate.
Very beautiful, very pure.
How she wished to see them with their eyes rolled back in shy distress.
Felicia thought strangely.
She stepped forward to welcome Savannah and Nina.
"She is my secretary, you can think of her as the king's assistant, responsible for various daily matters, absolutely reliable."
Aaron briefly introduced the two parties.
After a moment of thought,
amidst Savannah's and Nina's shy demeanor,
he touched their brows for an instant,
granting them Super Adaptation, allowing them to easily adapt to various extreme environments.
Most gods possess similar Super Immunity and adaptability, making them immune to most diseases and toxins on Earth.
But he wasn't sure if Light Elves had this ability.
Such sacred and gentle Elves, wouldn't it be a great loss if they were contaminated?
Of course,
Aaron also didn't forget to fuse their abilities while he was at it.
[Compendium of Magic (Savannah): You have mastered magical properties such as illumination, healing, tracking magic, plant revival, growth, and Light Barrier.]
[Power of the Light Elves: You have acquired the inherited power of the Light Elves, increasing your affinity for nature (light, plants, etc.). You can recover power faster in special locations and unleash more powerful magical (characteristic) abilities.]
[Archery: Your archery is unerring, having reached the pinnacle of perfection.]
Aaron nodded secretly, having gained another inherited power of a god race.
Adding Frost Giant, Fire Giants, Asgard, and Light Elves, he now had four of the Nine Realms!
With a little more effort, he could collect the Nine Dragon Balls.
But then again,
if he fused the characteristics of Savannah, Jean, and others, would there be some kind of bloodline-like connection between him and them?
He shouldn't think that way; there was absolutely no bloodline connection, after all, that would be too criminal!
After a brief reception,
Aaron walked out of the garden in a few steps.
Silently, his figure had already disappeared among the flowers and plants, as if he had never been there.
But the exotic fragrance he left behind still lingered in Savannah's memory.
Thinking of this, Savannah couldn't help but feel apologetic towards Sif.
"Sister has been so good to me, yet I'm thinking of stealing her man..."
Savannah's face flushed even more.
Felicia knew at a glance that she was lovesick.
"Princess?" Nina asked, confused.
Savannah snapped back to reality, forcing herself to compose. "Miss Felicia, I'll trouble you with the rest."
At the Osborn Expo site,
0 for fresh flowers
Norman Osborn, who was originally organizing the evacuation of personnel, was now sitting on a sofa, protected by a group of bodyguards, receiving treatment from two on-site doctors.
Although there was no medical equipment there, the two unfamiliar doctors, at Norman's insistence, performed surgery on the spot to remove the bullet.
Blood flowed incessantly for a moment.
But Norman gritted his teeth and drank a super healing potion.
In just over ten seconds,
only a bloodstain remained at the wound, which had already healed and recovered.
A light wipe, and the skin was perfectly intact!
Even Norman's complexion had turned slightly red.
"What's the situation now?"
Aaron walked through a path that people automatically cleared for him, looking at the messy scene around him, feeling a little displeased.
Someone dared to plot against him!
And it was when he was happy, attacking the people he valued most!
Very good, since you won't let me be happy, then no one will be happy!
"Boss, someone tried to steal our newly developed 'new life' product while we were transferring it."
"To prevent it from falling into their hands, I directly shattered the 'new life', forcing them to retreat immediately..."
Norman lowered his head, like an employee who had made a mistake, waiting for his boss's reprimand.
Aaron glanced around; only a few people were injured, no one died.
"Can you confirm their identity?"
Norman shook his head. "We've already asked Agent Coulson of S.H.I.E.L.D. for help, but there's no definite result yet."
At this point, someone nearby raised their hand and said, "Boss, I just saw someone with a strange symbol on their wrist, it looked like many circles together!"
"The Ten Rings gang?"
"Or the Ten Rings?"
The Ten Rings gang was the terrorist organization that kidnapped Tony Stark.
Besides them, there was also the fake organization created by Killian, posing as the Ten Rings gang.
As for the true Ten Rings, it was a dark underground force established by Xu Wenwu a thousand years ago, which once dominated the world.
The first target can basically be ruled out.
So, it's either Killian or Xu Wenwu, then?
Norman hesitated for a moment, then leaned closer and said, "Boss, I think there might be an insider!"
"They are quite familiar with the layout here, they might have even scouted it out, and they've undergone professional training, immediately retreating a thousand miles if they don't succeed in one strike."
Confirmed, HYDRA!
Hearing this, Aaron's mind raced, and his gaze immediately locked onto HYDRA.
It is well known that S.H.I.E.L.D. is a Serpent S.H.I.E.L.D., with HYDRA using it as a breeding ground, leveraging American money to cultivate talent for HYDRA.
After decades, S.H.I.E.L.D. had long been infiltrated like a sieve.
This time, HYDRA was responsible for a portion of the outer perimeter security, as well as some internal areas.
With this information, it wouldn't be difficult to secure a safe evacuation route.
People like Killian's group, although most of them were veterans, when it came to stealth, they were truly no match for professionally trained agents.
Of course,
everything was speculation.
But Aaron didn't care about all that.
Anyway, HYDRA was definitely taking the blame for this!
If the King of Scapegoats didn't take the blame, who would?
Many fleas don't itch, many debts don't worry, one more scapegoat won't hurt.
It's a good chance to settle old and new scores together!
"Arrange things here, then call Harry to find me later."
Aaron instructed Norman.
Norman, this tool, was doing quite well, capable of handling responsibilities and pressure; he should be given more burdens.
The capable do more work, after all.
Such a talent shouldn't be lost so easily.
With his appearance, the original Green Goblin was gone, but that didn't mean another "Green Goblin" couldn't emerge.
Aaron knew he wasn't some conscientious entrepreneur, but he had one advantage.
As long as you work diligently with me, there will be bread, and there will be milk!
The pies drawn by others might not be real, but the pies he drew would certainly not be fake!
Norman was overjoyed upon hearing this.
He had a premonition that the boss might give him unimaginable benefits this time.
As for Harry... Norman picked up his phone and made a call.
Less than half an hour later,
Harry, bewildered, rushed over from school.
Then he was pulled by Norman to the top floor of Osborn Corporation.
Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar office, Harry's expression was complex.
This was originally his father's office... Harry actually harbored some dissatisfaction towards Aaron.
In his view, Norman, who was originally the helmsman of Osborn Corporation, had instantly fallen from grace because of Aaron, becoming a mere employee with no equity.
Moreover, in his words, he greatly admired Aaron.
He even forbade Harry from saying anything bad about Aaron.
Harry was very unconvinced and often discussed this matter with his new friend, Peter.
And he repeatedly stated that he would absolutely not go to see that man.
But now... "Father, can I not go in?"
Harry was conflicted, "I don't want to see that man."
Norman frowned, "No, when you go in later, remember to call... Uncle!"
Harry rolled his eyes. As far as he knew, the other party was only twenty-two years old, so wouldn't meeting him make him a generation shorter for no reason?
"I'm not going in! He took everything from you!"
"Enough! When you go in later, remember to smile, be happy, don't embarrass me!"
Harry pouted, wanting him to meet that man with a smile? Hmph, I'd rather jump from here and die than show him a single smile!
Chapter 84: Gwen Stacy, So Good!
"Hello, Uncle Aaron!"
Inside the CEO's office, under Norman's kind gaze, Harrybit the bullet and called out.
Then he stood there motionless like a wooden dummy, expressionless.
Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at Aaron's overly young, extremely handsome face,
Harry felt completely uncomfortable.
What is a winner in life? This is it!
"Is this your son, Harry? He's quite handsome."
Aaron looked up, complimenting him casually.
Norman, however, looked disgusted: "What's handsome about him? He's not even half as handsome as you, boss. I just hope he gives me less trouble, and I'll be thankful."
"Just a few days ago, he was expelled from private middle school and forced to go to public high school, which gives me a headache."
With Aaron present, Norman, who was originally quite satisfied with Harry, now shook his head and sighed repeatedly.
Why is the gap between people so great?
Harry was embarrassed to hear this, carefully glanced at Aaron, and lowered his head even further.
If anyone else had said that, he would have been smug.
But Aaron said he was handsome... he always felt a bit uncomfortable, as if it was meant to highlight Aaronhimself.
Seeing Harry's appearance, Norman couldn't help but shake his head secretly.
"Boss, Harry will be in your care from now on. I only hope he can grow up healthy and take over my position in the future, continuing to work for you."
I don't want to work for him!
Harry thought to himself.
Aaron said nothing.
Such a good tool was easy to use, and there was no need to replace him for now.
As long as he didn't agree, Norman could work diligently for a thousand years without a problem.
As for Harry,
Aaron walked a few steps to Harry's front,
"What is he going to do?"
Harry looked at Aaron's outstretched hand in horror.
He then looked at Norman, his face full of shock.
No way, I'm your only son, are you using me as a stepping stone for promotion?
In Harry's eyes, Norman was smiling very happily now, seemingly quite satisfied with everything.
No, I can't be like this!
Peter flashed through Harry's mind... "Alright!"
"Hmm?"
Harry opened his eyes, watching as Aaron merely gently stroked the top of his head. He felt as if something had been drawn out of his body,
and then he felt as if something new had been added.
"Thank you so much! Boss, Hammer was right this time, you truly are the god of miracles!"
Norman tightly grasped Aaron's right hand in thanks.
Harry was full of questions.
No, can someone tell me what happened?
My father, you haven't been fooled, have you?
He didn't do anything!
And you're thanking him already?
Was that how Osborn Corporation was conned into Aaron's hands back then?
If word got out, he'd probably never be able to hold his head up again!
"As long as the other half of the health check is done, your family will no longer have to worry about hereditary diseases."
The primal furnace can fundamentally smelt away such diseases; no matter how ferocious the virus, there is absolutely no chance of escape!
Aaron felt that even if he one day fell into a quantum virus zombie universe,
he might be able to become a true savior.
Norman became even more excited upon hearing this.
"Alright, let's put these matters aside for now, Norman. I think highly of you, so I will give you some rewards you deserve."
Aaron wasted no words and came before Norman,
likewise extending his hand to stroke the top of his head.
In an instant,
Norman felt a powerful force surge through his entire body.
His body, which was still somewhat weak from the gunshot wound, was now filled with strength.
His body swelled like an inflating balloon, gradually becoming stronger.
And the muscles that had long atrophied due to excessive scientific research became solid and hard again.
"My body..."
Norman clenched his fists tightly. He felt as if he was omnipotent?
And the three-meter-high ceiling seemed to be within reach with just a gentle leap?
He suddenly looked to the side, where there was a flying insect.
However, his sensitive eyes could easily capture its flight path and the traces of its wings flapping!
"Carefully experience the new power I've bestowed upon you. In the future, if such an incident happens again, at least you won't have to worry about being utterly helpless."
Aaron sat back down in his boss chair.
Axolotl-level super regeneration, ant-level super strength (lifting 40t, dragging 100t), dynamic vision, super sensitivity, super endurance.
These abilities combined in Norman were enough to create a super-powered individual far stronger than the green goblin.
Moreover, there were no side effects, and combined with Norman's intelligence, the abilities he could unleash were even more powerful.
Ordinary firearms simply couldn't inflict a fatal wound on him.
Even a bullet to the brain could be recovered from, though there was a certain chance of memory loss or similar issues.
After all, it was only axolotl-level healing; one couldn't ask for too much.
Harry pouted, calling it a trick.
Norman, however, had a look of pleasant surprise on his face.
Super Soldier Serum!
This was a military-grade human enhancement serum that he had once researched!
Aaron could turn an ordinary person into a super-soldier just by gently stroking their head!
This boss... he loved him!
"Don't worry, boss, as long as I live, I will manage the Osborn Corporation well for you!"
Faced with such a grand gift, anything more he said would be pale and powerless.
Norman knew he had to prove his capabilities through action.
"Harry, hurry up and thank your Uncle Aaron!"
Norman said with a stern face, and Harry reluctantly followed suit, thanking him.
Aaron waved his hand.
Norman immediately pulled Harry out.
Hearing the door close, Aaron, who was deep in thought with his eyes closed, tapped his fingers on the solid wood table.
"Hmm, it's time to enhance the strength of my women too."
Aaron thought to himself.
Although he currently possessed many abilities, combined with methods like the All-Seeing Eye, super hearing, and Spider-Sense,
even if his women encountered danger, he could sense it and arrive immediately.
But it's better to be safe than sorry.
If they had their own abilities, their safety would be even higher.
If they were to travel to other universes or special spaces in the future, he wouldn't have to worry too much about their self-preservation.
Aaron sent text messages to notify each of his women.
Then he called Barbara Morse.
"My dear, I miss you..."
"Stop being coy. Contact the egghead; I need to have a good talk with him."
"Egghead?"
Barbara was stunned for a moment, then realized what Aaron was referring to and immediately agreed.
"So, my dear, the location will be... here at my place?"
Barbara licked her lips; she missed Aaron's milky ice cream.
Aaron nodded, "You arrange it."
"OK."
Barbara joyfully hung up the phone, scanned her surroundings, and felt something was missing.
Oh, right, she didn't have enough stockings!
She used them very frequently, tearing several pairs each time, mainly because the quality of that brand of stockings wasn't good.
But Barbara liked that kind.
She went shopping with anticipation, remembering to contact Nick Fury along the way.
Meanwhile, on the other side,
the door to Aaron's office knocked again.
"Enter."
Connors came in with a document, looking a bit awkward.
"Boss, I have an invitation letter from Empire State University. They hope to organize some students to visit the Osborn Corporation."
Connors placed the invitation letter and a list on the table.
"Empire State University?"
"They have a deeper cooperative research relationship with the Osborn Corporation, and Dr. Otto also worked at that university before..."
Aaron heard this and thought of having Felicia arrange it.
It was just a visit, not a big deal.
He didn't want to bother with such matters.
His peripheral vision swept over the document below, and when he saw the name at the top, his eyes lit up slightly.
"Gwen Stacy?"
"She's also at Empire State University!"
Aaron became interested, "Since they are partners, you and Otto will be personally responsible. Let them experience the scientific research atmosphere of the Corporation. Perhaps in the future, they can provide us with more scientific research talents."
Connors was overjoyed upon hearing this and nodded, "Okay, boss, I'll contact them right away."
He pulled out Gwen Stacy's photo from the document.
Aaron carefully looked at Gwen's resume and nodded with satisfaction.
Excellent, she's an all-around secretarial talent!
I, Aaron, love talent!
Considering Felicia's recent overwork, the kind-hearted master (Aaron) thought of finding a few more female secretaries to help Felicia relieve the pressure.
In terms of ability, how many women could be as capable as Gwen Stacy?
She was both beautiful and capable, not like those mere pretty faces.
With the intention of finding hidden gems, Aaron looked at the remaining documents.
Unfortunately, there were no expected gains.
Thinking about it, it made sense.
The world doesn't lack beautiful women, but it does lack women who are both beautiful, capable, and have unique strengths.
As Aaron was pondering,
After Norman and Harry exited, they did not leave the Corporation but instead headed to a highly secure and important research floor.
Harry, bewildered, followed Norman, who was momentarily too excited for words, downstairs.
"Father? Where are we going?"
"Don't talk, just follow me!"
Norman suppressed his excitement and led Harry to a Chamber of Secrets made of reinforced alloy.
This Chamber of Secrets was temporarily modified according to Aaron's requirements to be used for biological experiments.
It hadn't been put into use yet.
But it already contained many things like sandbags, barbells, and steel plates.
Norman had originally wondered what kind of biological experiment would require such a blast-proof Chamber of Secrets.
Now, looking back, the boss was truly far-sighted.
As a subordinate, Norman felt ashamed of the doubts he had harbored.
A boss is a boss; how could he be speculated about?
"Father, what are we doing here?"
"Are you wondering why I am so respectful to the boss?"
"I'm not!" Harry vehemently denied.
Norman shook his head. How could he not know what his son was thinking?
To be fair,
anyone who saw his demeanor towards Aaron would find it absurd, even looking down on him, thinking he was overly obsequious.
Heh, others laugh at his madness, but he laughs at their inability to see through.
A boss like Aaron is impossible to find, even with a lantern!
"Harry, look at me!"
Harry looked over in confusion, his eyes widening.
Norman tore open his suit, revealing perfectly sculpted muscles.
Harry's eyes widened. He knew that Norman had completely said goodbye to muscles after marriage... In recent years, he had become increasingly thin, looking somewhat sickly.
Just as Harry was thinking,
he saw Norman bend down and lift a barbell marked with a weight of two hundred kilograms with one hand!
That wasn't all.
Norman smirked, then released three fingers, leaving only his thumb and index finger, yet it had no effect!
"Dad, today isn't April Fool's Day..."
Harry rubbed his eyes, walked forward, and was about to test its authenticity.
Undoubtedly, this thing was a paper barbell. And it looked quite realistic!
However, the excited Norman, to Harry's astonishment, swung the heavy barbell effortlessly with just two fingers, like wielding a golden cudgel!
The whooshing sound of it cutting through the air shattered all illusions in Harry's mind.
He secretly swallowed his saliva. This thing... was it real?
Norman swung with vigor. The two-hundred-kilogram barbell was child's play to him; he felt nothing when lifting it.
He threw the barbell dozens of meters away, came to a steel plate several centimeters thick, and punched it with force.
Boom!
With tens of tons of force amplified by his entire body's muscles, one punch caused the steel plate to dent, leaving a very clear fist print!
The screws holding the steel plate in place bent directly, flying off and heavily hitting the alloy wall!
Due to the overloaded strength, Norman's knuckle cracked from the immense force.
Blood stained his fist, even splattering onto Norman's face, but he didn't care.
He even disregarded the intense pain transmitted by his nerves.
He laughed. The sudden surge of strength caused dopamine to constantly secrete pleasure. He ignored all pain, currently resembling a demon.
"This... Dad, you're Superman!"
Harry was somewhat worried about Norman's mental state, yet also a little excited.
If his dad was Superman, then wasn't he Superman's son?
As a little Superman, how should he interact with his classmates?
"Superman? No, I'm not."
"Harry, do you see? This is the power the boss bestowed upon me!"
"I finally understand that saying from the Dragon Country: 'An immortal caresses my head, and I receive eternal life!'"
"The boss we serve is the legendary immortal, a god!"
Norman's mental state was somewhat frenzied due to excessive excitement at this moment.
His overly exaggerated facial expressions made Harry a little afraid.
"There's something I haven't told you. Actually, our family has always had a certain hereditary disease. My father died not long after I was born, and I... was originally not long for this world either."
"I was always obsessed with researching human enhancement serums, wanting to restore my health, but I failed."
"At this time, Aaron came!"
"He is the legendary god. With a wave of his hand, he solved a problem that had plagued our family for hundreds, even thousands of years!"
"You and I have both regained our health! And we possess infinite possibilities!"
Norman picked up a towel to wipe away the blood, the wound on his fist having already healed.
"Super strength, super recovery, super control..."
"And powerful dynamic vision..."
Norman carefully sensed his completely different body.
It was unfamiliar, yet more powerful than ever before.
Even if he had perfected his original human enhancement serum, based on the experimental simulation results, it would never have made him as powerful as he was now.
This recovery ability... he could probably even recover quickly from organ damage.
Norman took a blood sample to perform a comprehensive check-up on his body.
At the same time, he instructed Harry.
"Harry, you must remember, from now on, our Osbornfamily only needs to serve one person, and that is Aaron!"
"If there are others, they must be his women."
"As for everyone else..."
Norman just smiled contemptuously.
Harry was greatly shocked.
Bad news: He wasn't the son of a superman.
Good news: His father's object of loyalty was the God Among Men!
He also had the potential to become a superman!
Harry silently processed the news Norman told him.
Confused, he reached out, feeling the sensation from that brief moment.
Something seemed to have been added to his body too?
Harry walked over to the severely deformed barbell.
He bent down and tried.
It was heavy, but he still lifted it!
"I can lift a two-hundred-kilogram barbell?"
Harry was surprised. Although it was a bit strenuous, he was sure that he was definitely not a strongman before.
Norman laughed, "It seems Boss incidentally strengthened your body a little. Even if you are far from as powerful as I am now, you have surpassed mortals!"
"Harry, Boss values you greatly. I hope you can serve Boss well, just like me."
"This is the supreme glory of our Osborn family!"
"This will completely change the family's destiny, and change our personal destinies!"
Harry was a little lost in thought.
He thought of Aaron's overly young face.
As soon as he thought that he was a god and he was a mortal, all previous resentments vanished.
Actually, calling him uncle wasn't so bad.
He walked a few steps to the side.
When he saw the results of Norman's physical fitness test on the computer, his mind was greatly shaken.
"Dad, I need to apologize to him and thank Uncle properly!"
Harry looked up, smiling as he spoke.
It was truly delicious!