The track of dawn in the world of American manga

Chapter 360 59. Old Peter's Sad and Joyful Family Affair
"It's a nice city."

In the afternoon, on the streets of Osborne Tower, after admiring the hot scene where the old man lectured his daughter-in-law, Mason was pushing old Emma to go shopping.

Harley accompanied them with two big dogs. This scene was like a family outing in the afternoon.

However, the relationship between the two was indeed complicated.

The White Queen wore a hood and looked at the orderly Osborne Tower with her own eyes. Her majestic spiritual power also swept around, sensing the thoughts of those passers-by.

It is a pity that the post-apocalyptic human heart is not less than the routines of the prosperous world, and the voices Emma hears are mostly dark, but as a user of psychic power, she has long been used to all of this.

She said to Mason:
"Although people's hearts are fluctuating and there are hidden dangers inside, the doomsday city built on a wasteland cannot be criticized too much. The manager of this place is a wise person.

Just like you, Mason. "

"Old Norman was a schemer, but a man of art."

Mason explained:
"He is deliberately wooing me, trying to form a stronger alliance to help him grab more power, I arranged for him to meet with Black Bolt King, and you will be needed as Black Bolt King's translator and representative at that time.

Of course, you have to take the first round of medicine treatment today, I have prepared seven different basic medicines for you, you have to try it and then we will design a more effective treatment method.

Your body has completely broken down.

Huge mental strength is a burden for you, so I will take some measures to temporarily restrain it until you regain your health. "

"Ugh"

The White Queen in the wheelchair sighed, she pulled her hood, and withdrew the mental power she used to maintain the glamorous phantom appearance, revealing her aging and weak posture.

This startled the little kid on the side of the road. Even in the wasteland where human lives are at stake, it is rare to be seriously injured to the extent of old Emma.

Emma didn't care about the child's fearful eyes, she said to Mason:
"Can't you stop using this formulaic tone between doctor and patient? Mason, I know this is a strange experience for you, but I wish we could get closer."

"Emotions need to be cultivated, Emma."

Mason responded:
"At the beginning, we can't expect too much. Fortunately, we still have enough time to get to know each other. In addition, I don't plan to send you to Utopia. There are still some hidden dangers there."

"Then you'd better not go!"

Old Emma coughed and said:
"The xenophobia and solidarity of mutants are relative. Our society is no different from other civilizations, full of contradictions and darkness.

They can help you but also drag you down, especially some extreme thoughts are dangerous cancers.

Your mentality doesn't fit there, Mason. "

"I'll seriously consider your suggestion, but it's time for us to go back now."

Mason reached out to help Emma cover the blanket and said:
"The laboratory equipment should be ready, don't be so resistant, Emma, ​​this is a necessary treatment.

And I know how to make you happy. I have prepared a beauty potion for you. Although it cannot benefit your health, it can at least allow you to return to beauty without having to maintain mental illusions. "

"Phew, that's good news."

The White Queen smiled.

She is a very complicated person, and she cannot be distinguished from simple good people and bad people, but one thing is certain, as a famous beauty in the mutant society, her obsession with her appearance has been deeply rooted in her bones.

"Wait, something interesting seems to be happening there."

Just when Mason was pushing Emma to return to the main body of Osborne Tower, the White Queen suddenly pointed to a restaurant ahead and said:

"Go and have a look, there are 'old friends' there."

"Ok?"

Mason raised his eyebrows in surprise, then called Harley back and pushed Emma into the dining room with her, but as soon as he entered the door, he saw old Peter sitting at the table with a sore face.

On the left are Mary Jane with an expressionless face and little May Parker, who is looking around with wide eyes.

On the right is Spiderwoman Gwen Stacy, who is wearing a black and white cloak and spider suit, outlining her perfect figure, sitting beside Stacy, Mrs. May Parker from Mason's home world, and Ellen standing beside her. Shree Parker.

Well, the spider family is reunited.

Now Mason and Harley both looked amused, and their "family" chose a side table to sit down, and began to listen to the discussion over there.

"You! Are you really my future self?"

Little May Parker didn't care about the complicated grievances and hatred between her father and mother and Aunt Gwen. What this little girl cared about was the wasteland mother opposite who was middle-aged but still maintained a good temperament.

She stared at Mrs. May Parker and said curiously:

"You said I would marry Hawkeye when I grow up? But why? Hawkeye is too old to be an uncle!"

"That's something that can't be helped, Xiaomei."

Facing herself as a child, Mrs. May Parker couldn't explain her life for a while. She could only look at Old Peter with a strange face, and said vaguely:

"At that time, my father had died in battle, and I had no one to rely on, and Clint, who also lost his family, broke into my life at that time. It was a difficult situation to say.

But I'm happy to be here and to see my childhood self again. "

"I'm also excited to meet my future self!"

Little May Parker grinned, revealing her missing front teeth during the tooth replacement period. This naive and cute smile made Ashley Parker, a violent girl in wasteland standing beside her mother, couldn't help but take a few more glances.

The crooked and irascible spider woman thought that she and Xiaomei could definitely become friends, and then she heard Xiaomei waving a spoon and saying to her:

"So, are you my daughter? I have been imagining that when I grow up in the future, I can have a daughter as lovely as me. Ashley, let me see your face."

Xiaomei looked curiously at her own daughter in another time and space, Ashley hesitated, took off the spider mask, revealing a wild but not ugly face.

Xiaomei is very satisfied with this.

The only thing she doesn't like is Ashley's short hair, the little girl has inherited Mary Jane's aesthetic, and she prefers long hair.

"Call Mommy!"

The little girl cheered and made an excessive request, but this request made Ashley curl her lips. She didn't intend to follow her "mother" who was only eight years old this year.

She was more interested in "Grandpa" who was sitting beside him with a sad face.

The real Spider-Man Peter Parker!

During the depressing time of growing up in the wasteland, the heroic stories about her grandfather were her only pastime, and she wanted to make a name for herself in the wasteland in order to pursue the great cause of her grandfather.

Now she really wants to fight against grandpa to prove her strength.

But old Peter didn't think so at all.

He pretended he didn't see the fire of challenge in his wasteland granddaughter's eyes, only moving back and forth between Mary Jane and Gwen.

Originally, the relationship with Mary Jane had just been repaired, and the two had just "discussed" life in the same bed a few days ago. As a result, Gwen's sudden return gave a heavy blow to his life that he thought would be calm.

"What does the guy who has already left come back?"

Mary Jane elegantly cut the synthetic beef on the plate with a knife and fork, and said in a gentle but thorny tone:
"Can't you find a Peter Parker who can satisfy you in countless parallel worlds?"

"I found it, and I found it before I left."

Although Gwen Stacy was younger, she didn't fear the faint hostility from Mary Jane. She smiled sweetly at old Peter, and brushed her hair to reveal the scar on her neck.

She picked up the juice and said:
"I left just to make Peter feel less uncomfortable. It doesn't mean that I gave up on the man I identified. On the contrary, is it unreasonable for some people to stay with their ex-husband even after divorce?
I'll make it clear, Mary Jane, I don't intend to leave this time when I come back, and you will be invited to my wedding with Peter.

Remember to attend on time. "

"Stop arguing, the children are here."

Old Peter turned his head and gave the winking Harry a hard look, and then said weakly to the two ladies whose eyes were about to flash lightning:
"Will you be decent in front of your granddaughter?"

"That's my granddaughter too."

Mary Jane snorted, feeling that she had a great advantage.

Mrs. May Parker, however, hesitated, and whispered:
"Well, Ms. Mary Jane, I want to clarify that my mother is Ms. Gwen. In our world, you and your father have experienced exaggerated stories that are difficult to describe. In short, you did not make it out for many reasons. together."

"Ha! Who has the advantage now?"

The young Gwen Stacy laughed, holding her wasteland daughter like a victorious general, but Mary Jane rolled her eyes, hugged the ignorant little May Parker beside her, and said:
"Do you have a daughter?"

"Enough!"

Old Peter, who was splinted left and right, couldn't stand it anymore.

He suddenly got up, looked back at Mason who was watching the excitement, and shouted:
"Mason! I'm applying to join K-Squad! Get me out of this hell, quick! Please."

"Uh"

Mason rolled his eyes and said:

"But I already have a Spider-Man on my team."

"Come on, grandpa!"

Ashley Parker's eyes lit up when she heard the words, she waved her fist and screamed:
"Let's have a fight! Whoever wins will stay in Team K! I've been waiting for this match, and I swear I won't dishonor the name of Spider-Man!"

"God."

Old Peter slapped himself on the face, and he sat back on the chair in pain, saying:

"Do we have to live like this from now on?"

"Three generations live under the same roof, hug from left to right, don't complain."

Watching the excitement, I saw the winking Harley sipping wasteland juice, and shouted to old Peter:

"Use your masculine charm to convince Mary and Gwen. Wouldn't it be beautiful for the family to be happy in the future? I'm not talking about you, this is all ruined, and don't care about those morals that will only restrict you from obtaining happiness. Uh."

But then Harley seemed to suddenly remember something, she suddenly turned her head and waited for Mason with an innocent face, and whispered:

"You are not allowed to imitate him! Mr. K, a good boy cannot imitate bad!"
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"Mutants, Inhumans... are really magical creatures. They should be in the same world as us, but they are miracles that have never been born on our land.

Perhaps it was the guidance of fate that brought them back to this wasteland where they should have been. "

The old Green Goblin, who had returned from Attilan City, was sitting on his floating car, looking at the alien capital floating in the sky from the rearview mirror.

As the lord of this wasteland, he was invited to participate in the awakening ceremony of the first batch of aliens yesterday and stayed in the city. The Black Bolt King personally led a tour of the city that was born in ancient times but now seems advanced and mysterious.

This tour made the calculating old Norman immediately perceive the value of this city. He knew that this was Black Bolt King's expression of goodwill, and the aliens who had left their homes urgently needed a safe place to recuperate.

And that's exactly where the Goblin can help right now.

Not to mention that he also saw a mutant like Emma who could manipulate the mind in the crowd. Even though the forces behind the Green Goblin and the Swordsman failed to be disarmed, he was not depressed.

Right now, Mason, a magical young man, has clearly connected with this group of stubborn xenophobic idiots. Being his ally means that he can also get help from these guys when necessary.

My friend's friend is my friend, this has always been a very simple truth.

Well.
It seems that maintaining a good relationship with Mason is indeed the top priority. In this case, let's start by providing the K team and Attilan with various necessary facilities.

Just as he did for the Amazons and Atlanteans.

The money offensive never goes out of style!

Even after the end.

"Father."

When the old green goblin returned to his office, a slightly weak call made Norman, who was gloomy and thinking about something, immediately change into a smiling and kind face.

He took off his coat, and quickly stepped forward to help the frail young man who was basking in the sun by the window.

This young man was seven points similar to Norman, but the gentleness revealed between his brows was completely different from his calculating father.

"You should rest, Harry, you've just woken up, and those people say you'll have to recuperate for at least a month before you can go out for activities."

The old Green Goblin whispered something to his lost and found son.

This is also one of the supports he received from the Quint Society, those mysterious guys who helped him bring his son back from frozen time.

"I just saw Peter."

With a trace of nostalgia and joy, Harry said to his father:

"He doesn't know I'm looking at him, but he's still jumping around town with Gwen helping other people like before, but those Amazon sisters don't need his help.

They seem to hate men, especially men who are stronger than them.

What a strange culture.

It's a joy to see familiar friends after the end of the world. "

"Peter? Well, that's a bad friend, you should keep him away."

Norman took out various potions to prepare for his son, and whispered to Harry:

"You paid the price of your life for this wrong friendship years ago, boy, you should learn your lesson. Being Spider-Man means bad luck, and you have experienced the power of that bad luck first-hand."

"That's not Peter's fault."

Harry shook his head and said stubbornly:

"I went to help him, and he helped you, and you know he is a kind man, Father, and you know that Peter would never refuse help when we needed it.

You are well aware of this. "

"Okay, don't talk about that annoying guy."

The old Green Goblin obviously didn't want to continue talking about the Spider-Man he hated with his son. He helped Harry to the "greenhouse of life" treatment cabin carefully prepared for him, and saw the stack of books next to his son's bed.

Harry was his pride, and the kid's thirst for knowledge was nothing like a rich second-generation dude.

And these professional books that Harry used to relieve boredom also made the old Green Goblin roll his eyes, a good idea came to his mind, he thought for a moment, and said to Harry:
"My son, I know you want to do something more for our world, but what I'm running is not for you, you don't like the machinations, so I'm going to find you a job that makes you happy .

What do you know about the man Mason Cooper and what he's working on? "

(End of this chapter)