New York, Babbitt Building.

Recently, Natasha has exposed a lot of information about S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra, which has made the entire network boiling.

On the contrary, the popularity of the Fantastic Four and others, who had attracted a lot of attention, decreased.

In this regard, Mr. Fantastic Reid is happy to see this happen.

After all, as a scientific researcher, although the cosmic storm rays brought him extraordinary power, they also involved a part of his energy. As a member of the Fantastic Four, with the increasing frequency of extraordinary crimes in New York recently, he also had to participate actively or passively and become a member of the so-called superheroes.

Especially not long ago, the guy who came out of the ground to cause trouble, even Reed and the others spent a lot of energy to drive the other party back to the bottom.

The frequent battles made Reed's research on his own research, especially the progress of the experiment on the magical meteorite in his hand, delayed for a while.

Now, with the help of S.H.I.E.L.D. to distract the public, he is happy to clean up and pick up the delayed experimental progress again.

Here, Reed is happy to be pure.

On the other hand, Johnny, another member of the Fantastic Four, clearly doesn't think so.

Because of his ability to destroy powerful relationships, he has been forced to stay in the building by his sister Susan under normal circumstances. Until he can completely control the flames in his body and no longer burn at will.

Such a result is undoubtedly a huge torture for Johnny, who loves to be in the limelight himself.

"Do you know the stop of S.H.I.E.L.D., it is said that the aircraft carrier of S.H.I.E.L.D. was directly ripped off, if our Fantastic Four were also on the scene at that time, how nice it would be. The Hydra guys are said to be extremely vicious, and I'd love to see if the mysterious Hydra is powerful or if my flames are great. ”

"I'll bet on breakfast, Hydra is definitely better than you." Stirring his inconspicuous forehead, Shi Renben said unceremoniously while watching the boring program on TV to relieve his fatigue: "At least they know when to be quiet, instead of chattering like you." ”

"Hey, big guy."

Stone Manben's words obviously aroused Johnny's dissatisfaction, although they are also members of the Fantastic Four, they also cooperate with each other in battle, but in daily life, there are still unavoidable small frictions between each other. In particular, Stone Renben and Johnny, two beings with completely opposite personalities.

"Do you think that everyone is the same as you, don't you go out for no reason, I'm very photogenic."

"Say it again, Flame Boy!"

For appearance, it has always been a stone person's heart disease, even if it is all to defeat Doctor Doom, but who is a normal person who wants to live with a stone appearance, not only because of the strange appearance, but also in daily life, there are many inconveniences. Therefore, in the face of Johnny's provocation, Ben immediately burst into a bit of anger.

"I mean......"

In the face of Ben's questioning, Johnny's already arrogant personality is immediately exposed, and he stands up to answer.

"Shut up, Johnny."

However, just then, Susan, who had been helping Reed in the lab, stepped out.

scolded Johnny with a displeased face, for this time, she has become accustomed to the argument between Johnny and Ben, and knows that under normal circumstances, her brother, who is a headache, is often the one who starts the dispute.

Seeing Susan come out, Johnny pouted, although he was a bit of a jerk.

But for his sister, at least he can listen to some words, although he is a little unhappy in his heart, but on the surface, he still obediently closes his mouth.

"I'm sorry, Ben, you know Johnny's personality."

After scolding Johnny, Susan immediately turned her head and apologized to the angry Ben on the other side.

"Forget it."

Although he was very dissatisfied with the Flame Boy, he still gave Susan a little face.

Hearing her speak for Johnny, Ben also had to suppress the dissatisfaction in his heart and exhale.

"Susan, come and see!"

Here, Susan managed to calm down Johnny and Stone Renben, who were almost in conflict again, and on the other side, Reed's exclamation suddenly came from the laboratory.

"What's wrong?"

Shaking her head helplessly, Susan returned to the laboratory, and then saw Reed, dressed in a white coat, looking at the huge meteorite in front of her with an excited expression.

"Look at this ......"

Seeing Susan come back, Reed didn't say much, he suppressed his excitement, and stretched out his finger to point to the test white mouse in the transparent glass cabin in front of him.

Following the direction that Reed pointed, Susan immediately saw that in front of the meteorite, the severed forelimbs of the disabled mice that had been purchased for the test had completely grown into a bare transparent limb at this moment, and this transparent limb was still healthy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This is?!"

Looking at the forelimbs of the guinea pig, Susan's face showed disbelief.

"Sure enough, my previous guess was correct, the radiation power emitted by this meteorite really has the ability to affect biological cells, if we can analyze the power in the radiation through reverse analysis, we may be able to do it like a disabled mouse in the laboratory, repair the human body's physical disability!"

Reed's emotions were visibly emotional about the miraculous power of the meteorite in the laboratory.

From the very beginning of his contact with the meteorite, he had already noticed the extraordinary features of this meteorite, but he had been struggling with the results before, but in recent months, with the continuous increase in the power of radiation in the meteorite, Reed was finally able to get the results he wanted through many experiments.

Seeing Reed's emotion, Susan's face couldn't help but show a shallow smile.

However, while being happy for it, Susan also did not forget her caution as a scientific researcher, and calmly reminded her: "Although through the study of mice, it has been known that the radiation in meteorites has a miraculous repair effect on cells, but we still need to observe for a while to determine whether this repair has any side effects that we don't know." ”

"Yes, you're right, Susan."

Susan's reminder undoubtedly calmed down Reed, who was excited about the meteorite's results, he took a deep breath and nodded, but his eyes were still a little involuntarily looking at the mice in the laboratory and the huge meteorite.

"As long as the radiation situation can be confirmed, it will be a great achievement for the benefit of all mankind."

……

"Why, I've worked so hard to save the citizens of New York and fight crime, why does the Clarion Journal keep chasing me down?"

At Ned's house, Little Spider looked at the last self in the list of the most hated superheroes in New York City selected by the "Clarion Daily" in his hand, and the expression on his face was especially aggrieved.

"Have you forgotten, Peter?"

Sitting at his desk, he carefully picked up a Lego model of the "Death Star" and put it together, and the little fat man Ned Leeds reminded him without looking back.

"What you did before, but you offended J. Jonah Jameson miserably, and he is the president of the Daily Clarion newspaper, so ......"

Shrugging his shoulders, Ned gave Peter a back to take care of himself.

"You know, Ned, I wasn't the one who did those things."

Hearing Ned's reminder, Peter couldn't help but retort.

"Of course I know, Mr. Stark has come forward to explain it to you." Assembling the part of the core of the 'Death Star' in his hand, in the face of Peter's reply, Ned still replied in an absent-minded tone: "But the point is, Jonah Jameson doesn't think so, no matter which Peter is doing all this, in short, it's Spider-Man's fault, so ......"

"Alas~"

Hearing his friend's words, the little spider's green face couldn't help but show a somewhat helpless expression.

The incident of the [Tiger Charm] can be regarded as making him miserable.

"Actually, you don't have to be so upset, Peter."

Assembling the last model in his hand, Ned clapped his hands, looked at the half-finished interior of the Death Star on the table, nodded with satisfaction and carefully put it into the table. Then he turned his head to look at the little spider sitting on his bed with a dejected expression.

"Anyway, even if it hadn't happened before, the Daily Clarion has never put a good face on you, they already hate you, so the result of the previous incident is just to make their already hated you even more annoying."

“……”

Ned's words were not so much comforting as adding fuel to the fire.

After listening to his friend's analysis, the depression on the little spider's face obviously became a little deeper.

The little fat man Ned obviously also noticed that his comfort did not have any effect, he reached out and scratched his hair, frowned and meditated for a while, and then his eyes lit up as if he suddenly thought of something, and said: "Speaking of which, you know, Peter, recently came outside New York City to a very popular amusement park, and it is said that even the TV station sent someone to interview it. I've begged my mom for a long time to ask her to take me there, but she hasn't agreed to my request. ”

"Flying car stunts?"

Ned's words seemed to arouse Peter's interest, although, due to the mutation of the Radiant Spider's abilities, his physical fitness had long surpassed ordinary people, and theoretically those so-called special skills were just quite simple skills in his eyes.

However, Peter is still very curious about flying car stunts.

The reason is simple, because he is still just a child, Aunt Mei did not agree to let him drive a motorcycle to school.

After briefly explaining the content of the flying car stunt, Ned immediately set his eyes on his friend in front of him, with a blazing look, and said his purpose: "Or, Peter, you take me there, with your Spider-Man's power, you can take me to the amusement park outside New York without knowing it, and then we will go to see the flying car stunt show together." ”

“……”

Ned's proposal was obviously very tempting.

Little Peter's face showed an expression of impatience, and he opened his mouth and subconsciously agreed.

However, an inadvertent glance swept over the newspaper of the "Clarion Daily" casually thrown by the bedside, and the look on his face calmed down as if he had been splashed with a basin of cold water, and shook his head to look at Ned who looked expectantly in front of him: "Sorry, Ned, you know, I'm Spider-Man, so." ”

"Okay."

Peter's answer obviously disappointed the little fat man Ned.

He blinked with regret, but quickly turned his attention to Peter's identity as Spider-Man, and asked curiously: "By the way, Peter, you have fought side by side with the members of the Avengers before, so is S.H.I.E.L.D. really as exposed on the Internet......

"I don't have much contact with S.H.I.E.L.D., and I've only met a few times, and I've seen the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., the ...... wearing an eye patch."

……

"Great High Priest, this is New York."

Stepping on the land of New York, Emir Chang swept the bustling metropolis in front of him with his only remaining eye, but his face maintained his respectful appearance and said to the [Scarab Mark] on the back of his hand.

As an existence expelled from Wakanda, Chang's journey to New York can be described as difficult.

For this reason, he even found Ulysses Crowe, who had been abandoned by him before, and through some coercion and threats, he finally made arrangements for him to come to New York smoothly.

"I can feel that the opportunity to break the seal is here, but it seems that I need to wait for the time to come."

As Emir's words fell, a majestic roar sounded in his head for the next moment.

"I will wait, High Priestess, until the time comes."

The loss of strength has obviously made Chang Emir become a lot more obedient.

Respectfully speaking to the consciousness in the [Scarab Mark], Emir Chang put away the respectful look on his face and turned his head to look at the bustling night of New York in front of him.

Compared with Wakanda, New York may not be as built as the highly technologically advanced African country, but in terms of prosperity, New York, with a population of more than 8 million, is obviously less prosperous than Wakanda.

In the modern city, Chang Emir, a black old man dressed as a traditional African tribe, stands out.

Walking down the street in such a dress, he was soon surrounded by a few idle fellows.

"Hey, where are you from, old fellow, that tribe in Africa?"

"You're dressed up in a funny way, are you performing some kind of body art? Maybe you can give us a couple of shows? ”