Marvel: Unlimited Possession

New York, Barthes Building.

Recently, Natasha has exposed a lot of information about S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra, which has caused a stir on the Internet.

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

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

After all, as a researcher, although cosmic storm rays brought him extraordinary power, it also involved part of his energy. As a member of the Fantastic Four, along with the more and more frequent extraordinary crime incidents in New York recently, he also had to actively or passively participate in it 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 others spent a lot of energy to drive the other party back to the bottom.

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

Now, finally, there is something about S.H.I.E.L.D. to distract the public's goals, and he is also happy to pick up the delayed experimental progress again.

Here, Reed is happy.

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

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

Such a result is undoubtedly a huge torture for Johnny, who loves the limelight.

"Do you know the station of S.H.I.E.L.D. It is said that the aircraft carrier of S.H.I.E.L.D. was torn down directly. It would have been great if our Fantastic Four were there at the time. It is said that the group of guys from Hydra It is extremely vicious, but I really want to try it to see if it is the mysterious Hydra or my flame."

"I bet a breakfast, Hydra is definitely better than you." Throwing his indistinct forehead, Stone Man Ben said rudely while watching the boring program on TV: "At least they know when to be quiet. Come down instead of chattering like you do."

"Hey, big guy."

The Stoneman's remarks obviously aroused Johnny's dissatisfaction. Although they are also members of the Fantastic Four, they cooperate with each other in battle, but in daily life, there are still unavoidable problems between each other. little friction. Especially the existence of two completely opposite personalities, the Stone Man Ben and Johnny.

"Do you think that everyone is like you, don't you go out for a reason? I'm very photogenic."

"You say it again, flame boy!"

As for appearance, it has always been the heart of stone people, even if all this is to defeat Doctor Doom, but who would like to live with a stone appearance, not only because of the strange shape, but also in daily life. Lots and lots of 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 question, Johnny's arrogant character was immediately exposed, and he got up to answer.

"Shut up, Johnny."

However, at this moment, Susan, who had been helping Reed in the laboratory, came out.

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

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

But at least I can hear some words about my sister. Although I am a little unhappy in my heart, I still obediently shut my mouth on the surface.

"Sorry, Ben, you know Johnny's character."

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

"never mind."

Although he was very dissatisfied with the flame boy, Ben still gave some face to Susan.

Hearing her speak for Johnny, Ben had to suppress his inner dissatisfaction and exhaled.

"Susan, come and see!"

On this side, Susan managed to calm down Johnny and Stoneman, who had almost clashed again. 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 in a white coat looking at the huge meteorite in front of him excitedly.

"Look at this..."

Seeing Susan coming back, Reed didn't say much. He suppressed his excitement and pointed to the experimental white mouse in the transparent glass cabin in front of him.

Following the direction Reed pointed, Susan immediately saw that in front of the meteorite, the disabled mouse that had been purchased for the test had now completely grown a bare transparent limb from its severed forelimb. This transparent limb is still getting healthy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This is?!"

Seeing the forelimbs growing out of the guinea pig, Susan's face showed an unbelievable expression.

"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, maybe we can do it. Like a disabled white rat in the laboratory, repair the physical disability of the human body!"

Reed was obviously a little excited about the magical power displayed by the meteorite in the laboratory.

From the very first moment he came into contact with the meteorite, he had already noticed the unusualness of this meteorite, but he had been struggling with no results before, but in recent months, with the continuous enhancement of the radiation in the meteorite, Reed was finally able to Through a lot of experiments, get the results you want.

Seeing Reed's emotional excitement, Susan couldn't help showing a shallow smile on her face.

However, while being happy for it, Susan did not forget her own caution as a researcher, and calmly reminded: "Although through the research on mice, it has been known that the radiation in the meteorite has a magical repair effect on cells. It works, but we still need to watch it for a while to see if there are side effects of this repair that we don't know of."

"Yes, you are right, Susan."

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

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

...

"Why, I have worked so hard to save the citizens of New York and fight crime. Why does the "Claret Daily" still pursue and slander me?"

At his friend Ned's house, Spider-Man looked at himself who was ranked last in the ranking of the most hated superheroes in New York City, selected by the "Clarion Daily" in his hand, with a particularly aggrieved expression on his face.

"Have you forgotten, Peter?"

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

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

Shrugging, Ned gave Peter a back that he ignored.

"You know, Ned, it wasn't me who did those things."

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

"Of course I know that Mr. Stark has already come forward to explain it to you." Assembling the part of the 'Death Star' core in his hand, facing Peter's reply, Ned replied in an absent-minded tone: "But the point is, J. Jonah Jameson doesn't think so, and whoever Peter is doing this is Spider-Man's fault anyway, so..."

"Ah~"

Hearing his friend's words, Little Spider couldn't help showing a bit of helplessness on his green face.

The incident of the [Tiger Charm] can be regarded as a miserable pit for him.

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

After assembling the last model in his hand, Ned clapped his hands, looked at the half-completed interior of the Death Star on the table, nodded with satisfaction and carefully placed it on the table. Then he turned to look at the little spider sitting on his bed with a downcast expression,

"Anyway, even if the previous incident did not happen, the Daily Bugle has never put a good face on you, they already hated you, so the result of the previous incident was only to make them originally It's just that I hate you even more."

"..."

Ned's remarks were more fueling than consolation.

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

Fatty Ned also obviously noticed that his comfort had no effect. He reached out and scratched his hair, frowned and thought for a while, and then his eyes lit up as if he had suddenly thought of something, and said: "Speaking of which, you know, Peter, a very popular amusement park just outside New York City recently, and the super-speeding performance in it is said that even the TV station has specially sent people to conduct interviews. I have asked my mother for a long time to let her Take me there, but she never agrees to my request."

"Flying stunt?"

Ned's words seemed to arouse a little interest in Peter, although, under the radiation spider's ability mutation, his physical fitness had already surpassed that of ordinary people. In theory, those so-called special abilities were only fairly simple skills in his eyes.

However, Peter was still very curious about the speeding stunt.

The reason is very simple, because he was only a child, and Aunt May did not agree to let him drive a motorcycle to school.

After briefly explaining the content of the speeding stunt, Ned immediately turned his attention to the friend in front of him, with a bright face, and stated his purpose: "Otherwise, Peter, take me there, with your The power of Spider-Man can completely take me to that amusement park outside New York without knowing it, and then we will go to the speeding stunt show together."

"..."

Ned's proposal was obviously very tempting.

Little Peter's face showed a look of eagerness, and he opened his mouth and subconsciously agreed.

However, he inadvertently glanced at the newspapers and magazines of the "Clarion Daily" that was thrown at the side of the bed, and the anxious look on his face then calmed down as if a basin of cold water had been poured, and shook his head. Looking at the expectant Ned in front of him: "Sorry, Ned, you know, I'm Spider-Man, so."

"All right."

Peter's answer obviously disappointed little Ned.

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

"I don't have much contact with S.H.I.E.L.D. I've only seen it a few times. I've seen the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.~www.wuxiahere.com~ that man wearing a blindfold..."

...

"Great High Priest, this is New York."

Stepping on the land of New York, Chang Amir swept the bustling metropolis in front of him with his only one eye, but he kept a respectful look on his face and said to the [Scarab Seal] on the back of his hand.

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

For this reason, he even found Ulysses Crow, who had been abandoned by him before, again, and through coercion and threats, finally let the other party make arrangements so that he could come to New York smoothly.

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

As Chang Amir's voice fell, a majestic roar sounded from his mind in the next instant.

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

The loss and recovery of power obviously made Chang Amir more obedient.

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

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

In a modern city, a black old man dressed as a traditional African tribe like Chang Amir is particularly conspicuous.

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

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

"Your dress is very interesting. Are you performing some body art? Maybe you can give us a few performances?"