Fortunately, Natasha had been with S.H.I.E.L.D. for a long time and had encountered her fair share of strange superpowered individuals. After her initial shock, her eyes began to gleam with excitement.
"Baby, you're amazing!" Natasha happily walked over, picked Broly up, and planted a kiss on his cheek.
If you're taking advantage of me, then I won't hold back either.
Seizing the opportunity, Broly patted her chest lightly, finding the moment oddly amusing.
The next instant, Broly grinned as he slightly released the energy within his body, lifting both himself and Natasha into the air. He suddenly realized that the look of shock on a pretty girl's face was quite captivating.
Sure enough, when Natasha noticed her body floating, her beautiful eyes widened even further. Her lips parted slightly as she looked around in astonishment.
"Baby, you're truly incredible! How did you do that?" Natasha asked excitedly, feeling as if she had stumbled upon a treasure.
Broly simply smiled without answering.
In truth, he still couldn't speak. It seemed that Saiyan tongues didn't develop very well—he was nearly a month old now, with a power level already as high as 120,000, yet he still couldn't talk. It was rather frustrating.
After her excitement settled, Natasha quickly calmed down. Looking at Broly seriously, she said:
"Baby, put me down first."
Broly gently descended back to the ground.
"Baby, you're really extraordinary. But if the head of S.H.I.E.L.D. finds out about you, they'll definitely take you in for research…" Natasha said, as if recalling something important. "So I hope you can act normal, like an ordinary baby… And your tail—you'd better find a way to hide it."
Broly grinned and casually wrapped his tail around his waist.
It wasn't that he feared S.H.I.E.L.D., but since he planned to spend some time on Earth recovering, hiding his identity was a good idea.
"Wow, you can understand me?" Natasha became even more surprised. She casually asked, "Then what's your name?"
Broly picked up a pen from the table and wrote the three characters "布罗利" on a piece of paper.
"Broly? This… this is Chinese? Are you from China?" Natasha was proficient in several languages and had some knowledge of Chinese.
At the same time, Broly realized that his own language comprehension seemed highly developed. He could understand Natasha's fluent English without any difficulty.
Perhaps Saiyans had a natural talent for languages.
"Alright, from today on, Broly, you'll stay with me. My name is Natasha—you can call me 'big sister.' I'll arrange the best school and the best teachers for you," Natasha said happily.
Broly didn't object. He truly needed time to grow.
Fortunately, in the Marvel world, no one posed a threat to him for now. He could take this time to train properly.
Once his body reached a certain level of strength, he would see if he could transform into a Super Saiyan.
And if he could achieve that, then it would be time to find Frieza and settle the score.
Broly quickly mapped out his future plans.
Time passed swiftly, and Broly continued to grow day by day.
Four years later, on a certain day deep within a remote mountain forest, a burst of astonishing yellow-green energy suddenly erupted. The immense power instantly engulfed a nearby village.
Rumble…
In the blink of an eye, the entire area was reduced to ashes.
About ten seconds later, a tailed child floated high in the air. A faint smile lingered on his lips, while his once jet-black hair had turned yellow-green.
"At last… this day has come."
Broly looked at his hands, feeling the vast energy surging within his body, his excitement beyond words.