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Logan's rugged face broke into a triumphant smile.
He took a deep drag from his cigar, slowly exhaling a bluish-gray smoke mixed with a fruity aroma, the swirling rings of smoke slowly dispersing under the bright laboratory lights.
He slightly raised his chin, mimicking his boss's speaking posture, and said nonchalantly, "Young man, figuring out your true identity... that's simple!"
"Because for our Hyperspace Group, there are no secrets in this World..." He paused deliberately, then his sharp gaze swept over the tense faces of the three young people before him, stating each word clearly: "There were none before, and there will be none in the future!!"
Gwen's pupils contracted sharply at his words, and even her breathing unconsciously hitched for a moment.
Peter Parker and Harry Osborn, standing nearby, exchanged glances, both seeing shock and awe in each other's eyes.
Although Logan's words were somewhat exaggerated, they didn't feel for a moment that he was boasting to them.
Because the deep blue portal that had just torn through space out of nowhere had completely shattered the last shred of doubt in their hearts.
The Hyperspace Group definitely possessed such power!
Huh? What's with this damned sense of identification?
"That's right, that's right."
A crisp voice suddenly came from the doorway, as Little Wolf Girl Laura excitedly ran in, her steps as light as a frolicking fawn.
With her hands on her hips, she proudly lifted her small face, her eyes sparkling, "You don't know how awesome my Boss is, otherwise you wouldn't be so surprised!"
"Laura!"
Polaris, who followed closely behind, frowned slightly, reaching out to gently tap Little Wolf Girl's forehead, reminding her with a mix of exasperation and amusement:
"Why are you swearing again? Be careful, I'll tell Boss and make you take an extra semester of cultural classes!"
"Mercy, Sister Lorna!"
As soon as Little Wolf Girl heard about cultural classes, her lively demeanor instantly collapsed; there was no helping it, that stuff was truly too difficult.
If she had to choose between killing and studying, she would definitely choose the former!
That's right, killing is so much simpler than studying, seriously.
Little Wolf Girl's two small hands waved frantically in front of her, her round eyes filled with resistance and panic, and she quickly softened her tone:
"Sister Lorna, I really don't want to go to cultural classes! I can't understand a single bit... those letters and numbers look like crawling ants to me, I promise I won't swear again, okay!"
"Please."
She tugged pitifully at Polaris's sleeve, then suddenly pointed at her father Logan, who was puffing on a cigar and posing to show off to Gwen and the others, and righteously shifted the blame:
"It's all my dad's fault! He's always swearing in front of me every day, I've just been... been... what's that word again?"
She scratched her hair, her small face scrunched up, "Anyway, it's just from hearing too much and seeing too much, so he corrupted me... Hmm, that's right, I learned all this from my dad, so just let Boss punish him with cultural classes!!"
After speaking, she didn't forget to make a face at Logan, playfully sticking out her pink tongue.
"That's called'subtly influenced'."
Polaris was immediately amused by Little Wolf Girl's adorable demeanor, her shoulders trembling slightly, her silver hair gently swaying with her laughter.
This little girl was really desperate to avoid school.
She even sold out her own father!
However, Polaris felt more gratitude in her heart.
After integrating into the Hyperspace Group's life, the Little Wolf Girl, originally known for her violent temperament, had now gradually become 'normal' under the subtle influence.
At least the little girl no longer snarled and roared at everyone like a small wild Beast filled with hatred, as she used to.
More and more smiles appeared on her small face, and she spoke more than before.
Not only Little Wolf Girl, but Polaris herself was the same; after getting used to the daily work of the Hyperspace Group, she had never loved life as much as she did now.
And all of this was bestowed upon them by that great man!
That's right, it was their boss, Karl Merks, whom she and Little Wolf Girl revered as their'savior'.
Without this man, she and Little Wolf Girl would probably have already been secretly executed as failures by Arkley Corporation.
Boss's kindness can never be repaid...
"Hmph, you stinky girl, you only learn the bad things."
Logan's old face flushed, and he glared at his daughter with feigned fierceness, his thick arm poised to swat her head, saying to Little Wolf Girl, "If you swear like me again, watch out, I'll kick--"
Before he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of Little Wolf Girl's stubbornly upturned lips, and considering his daughter's soft-hearted nature, he immediately changed his words, "Ahem... watch out, I won't take you on missions anymore!"
Sure enough, at these words, Little Wolf Girl's small face instantly crumpled, and she hung her head listlessly, softening her tone again: "I know... I'll be more restrained from now on."
After the warm but tense interaction between father and daughter ended, Logan's rough fingers extinguished his cigar on the metal tabletop, making a faint "hiss" sound.
He raised his eyes, his blade-like eyebrows appearing particularly sharp under the light.
"Alright, young people." Logan crossed his arms, the large muscles bulging noticeably under his leather jacket, and said to Gwen with a serious expression:
"Now you can take us to the location of that beacon..."
However.
"I'm really sorry, Mr. Logan."
Gwen nervously wrung her fingers, which were slightly pale from the excessive pressure, and she explained with a hint of tension:
"We really didn't expect the Hyperspace Group to send people over in such a short time, so..."
Watching Logan's gaze visibly cool down, eventually turning into the deep blue permafrost of Siberia, Gwen suddenly felt a prickling sensation on her back, and could even clearly hear her own heartbeat.
But she finally gritted her teeth and spoke the latter half of the sentence, "We haven't yet obtained the exact location of that beacon!"
"Please rest assured, we can quickly produce a signal emitter... just give us a little more time, I guarantee we will be able to figure out where those Symbiote Warriors' lair is hidden!"
"But compared to this matter, we are currently facing another more urgent problem... or rather, a crisis."
Then, Gwen truthfully relayed to Logan and the other two everything Sheriff Frank Castle had just told her on the phone, as well as their three-person speculation about this sudden incident.
"So..." Gwen mustered her courage to look directly into Logan's eyes, her voice almost inaudible, "Mr. Logan, if you are willing, I would like to invite you to accompany me to Paterson City... because I think that before we ascertain the exact location of the beacon, we might find some useful clues in Paterson City."
Her voice trailed off into the air, her fingers unconsciously stroking the seam of her combat suit, and she looked at Logan with trepidation, wondering if he would agree to this seemingly slightly excessive request!
After all, helping is kindness, not helping is duty, and the final decision rests in his hands.
Even after countless life-and-death battles, Gwen, at the end of the day, was still just a young person under twenty years old.
Facing Wolverine, who exuded immense pressure and was nearly two hundred years old, Gwen instinctively displayed the awkwardness she would show when facing a 'father'.
"So, you suspect that those Symbiote Warriors have been dispersed to other cities around New York?"
Logan frowned, looking at Gwen opposite him, who quickly nodded. Logan thought for a moment, then pulled out his phone and called Zemo, the overall commander of this operation, "Officer, it's me, the situation has changed..."
Currently, with the large-scale expansion of the Thunder Warrior Battalion, Frank no longer had time to manage small-scale external combat missions like this.
All his thoughts were focused on the daily work of training the Thunder Warrior Battalion and new recruits.
So Karl handed this part of the work over to Zemo, even though Zemo was already incredibly busy just managing the Hyperspace Group on a daily basis...
In Karl's words: the more capable, the more work!
Anyway, as a qualified hands-off boss, he couldn't possibly personally deal with such minor matters.
That's right, working is impossible, it's impossible to work in this life...
"Yes, got it." After a brief consultation, Logan quickly hung up the phone and said to Gwen and the other two, "Consider yourselves lucky, your request has been approved..."
Then, he turned to look at the Portal Gun in Polaris's hand, "If you know the exact coordinates of the target location, perhaps Lorna can take us directly there!"
Gwen's eyes instantly lit up at the words, filled with surprise like stars suddenly illuminated in the night sky. She never expected the Hyperspace Group's people to be so accommodating, so she quickly said to Peter Parker:
"Peter!" Her golden hair arced through the air as she turned, her voice filled with unconcealed excitement, "Can you pinpoint the exact coordinate information from Uncle Frank's call just now?"
"That shouldn't be a problem." Peter Parker immediately rushed to the computer, his hands clattering on the keyboard with a flurry of operations.
"Done."
Three minutes later, Peter Parker snapped his fingers with a triumphant look, and directly reported a string of coordinates, "XX° XX' North Latitude, XX° XX' West Longitude, with an error of no more than 1 meter."
"Leave the rest to me!"
Polaris picked up the Portal Gun, her slender fingers tapping on the touch-sensitive LCD screen, inputting the coordinates, then smiled and said to Gwen and the others:
"Don't blink, open your eyes wide, because next is the moment to witness a miracle!"
With that, her fair fingers gently squeezed the trigger, and a deep blue energy projectile instantly shot out from the muzzle. The energy projectile traced a spiral path in the air, rippling the air like water as it passed.
Then, a deep blue portal formed out of thin air less than two meters from Polaris.
"Wow, this completely defies the laws of physics... no, I mean, this is clearly a miracle!!"
Peter Parker and Harry Osborn were instantly amazed, but Gwen couldn't help but remind them, "Hey, now isn't the time to talk about this..."
"Peter, you or Harry must stay here to continue making the signal emitter, so we don't delay progress, after all, time waits for no one."
"Let Harry stay!!"
"Let Peter stay!!"
Peter Parker and Harry Osborn simultaneously pointed at each other, their movements as synchronized as if rehearsed.
But the former was ultimately the winner.
Peter Parker leaned into Harry Osborn's ear and whispered, "Brother, I really can't let Gwen go to such a dangerous place alone; someone needs to watch her back, so... you know what to do, right?"
Harry Osborn shook his head frantically, whispering back, "No, Peter, you can pick up girls anytime, anywhere, but my idol Wolverine isn't someone you can see every day, so this time, brother, I absolutely won't back down!"
Just as the two were arguing, Logan, who had already stepped into the portal, pointed at the portal whose light patterns on the edge had begun to flicker, and urged impatiently:
"Hey, if you want to chat, stay in kindergarten. I'd say you two better hurry up, or the portal is about to close!"
"Coming, coming..."
Seeing this, Peter Parker directly transformed into his Lizard Man form, green scales instantly covering his entire body, his tail "snapping" around Harry Osborn's waist, pulling the bewildered Harry Osborn onto a chair, then running and saying:
"Sorry, Harry, there's no time left, besides, it would be dangerous for a normal person like you to go there, so just make the signal emitter here!"
"Pe--"
Harry Osborn, who had come to his senses, still wanted to say something, but the portal opposite had already closed. Now, in the empty laboratory, only the humming of the cooling fan responded to him.
He kicked the workbench hard, making the test tube rack stacked on it wobble precariously.
"Hmph, Peter, just you wait..."
Harry Osborn said angrily in the direction where Peter Parker and the others had disappeared, "Osborn boys never need to be protected."
"As long as the Osborn Group's latest 'Physical Enhancement Serum,' improved based on the Lizard Serum, takes effect, then it won't be long before I also become a superhero like you and Gwen!!"
Harry Osborn's eyes gleamed with longing as he pinched his chin, assuming a thoughtful pose, and muttered to himself:
"But... what cool title should I give myself?"
"Lizard Warrior?"
"No, no, that's too low, and it's easy to get confused with Peter, I need to think of another one..."