Father's sorrow system, I raise my countryman in Marvel

At this time, in the Marvel world, Tunxing, Tunmei, and the four ambassadors are all there, as well as the resident Heavenly Father's forces Doom and Lao Mo.

Company employees, superheroes.

Also concentrated at the Planet Food Competition, it was very lively.

It can be said that the army is strong and the horse is strong.

and.

John, a native of the motherland, has no intention of making bean paste.

Just by trying everything he could to get to the farm, he exhausted all his energy and intelligence.

Now his mind is blank.

I felt more excited and nervous than ever before, almost as if I was timid about being close to home.

All kinds of things in the past.

Those experiments, giant babies, killings, destruction... He doesn't want to repeat it here, because the official father wants to live here and be happy.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Wow!"

But looking at the farm that was close at hand but out of reach, shut out of him, John broke his guard again, like a naughty child who couldn't get a toy, sitting on the ground, crying and rolling.

He is outside the farm.

I made a hoe with my own hand, and then dug and planted the land.

Watch the seeds quickly take root and sprout under the superpower.

John smiled brightly and cheerfully.

In a trance.

He seemed to have returned to a dream. In the dream, he met the official father very early and very young. He did not stay in the dark laboratory, and was not roasted, pre-dissected, irradiated, or gargled with AK... …

There are no product presets over and over again. No one tells him or forces him that he must be a superhero in the future and become the company's traffic ace.

What Guan Dad said is: "Be yourself and use your superpowers to live a happier life. Learn to be a good person and be clean and hygienic."

The official father brought him here.

At that time, the farms were not as big and functional as they are now.

At that time, the farms relied on his superpowers and manpower to generate electricity.

At that time, he and his father dug the ground together, loosened the soil, and planted fruits and vegetables. They filled the fences and pens with chickens, ducks, cattle, sheep, and pigs, and stocked fish in the fish ponds.

Today.

The garden is full of fruits and vegetables, and the fragrance of corn is fragrant. There are herds of cattle and sheep, and fat fish leap into the water.

Kitchen in the middle of the farm.

Those bottles and jars, empty and full, have been worn away by time.

At home, using such a bottle to hold seasonings always gives people a feeling that the flavor will be more beautiful and more solid.

Although I have never tried Guan Fuyun’s craftsmanship once.

But John felt that the God of Cooking was here.

Close your eyes.

He could even "see" the various handicrafts in the kitchen, all of which he had brought back to make his father happy.

He can also "see" Godzilla's room, which is infinitely larger.

He often sleeps with Godzilla in his arms.

Although as the king of monsters, Godzilla is very hard, and his skin and cuticles can withstand the kinetic energy of the planet's explosion.

But to him, it was like a snake and a prickly ball, he only felt comfortable.

"Whoosh!"

Speed ​​Force + super flight, at a moment when no one could react, John arrived in the center of New York.

The neighborhoods that were once destroyed by hatred are still dilapidated and filled with homeless people and zero-dollar buyers.

On the one hand, Millikin's work efficiency is such that the congressmen only take money and only make progress but do not work.

On the other hand, it is close to Wall Street. Among the broken streets and concrete walls, there are always some people who can be dug out, all of whom were former progressive intellectuals.

It's like archeology.

Delayed the project.

But that was just fine for John.

Looking around, he could clearly see the footprints of hatred. Following the footprints through time, what appeared in front of him were broken lights and screaming people.

Hate.

The product of gamma radiation + super serum, monster.

This kind of unreasonable Frankenstein was really scary to him at a young age.

If they really fight, he probably won't be able to defeat him.

But he is not afraid.

Because he also saw the man, the man who ran towards him, hugged him and asked him if he wanted to go home.

That invincible man.

"..."

John pursed his lips, wanting to shout "Daddy" like the boy.

But the words come to your lips.

He suddenly felt flustered, his whole being filled with confusion and frustration.

Of course he longs for family and affection, just like a moth drawn to a flame.

But at the same time.

He also knew how cowardly and incompetent he was. He wanted to get in touch with the official father, but he was afraid of screwing up everything.

He felt unworthy.

That madness and power can shake the multiverse.

But in the end he was no match for the deadly poison called "happiness".

John raised his eyes, and his super vision allowed him to see the floating carrier in the sky, which belonged to Serpentine and Shield.

It was on the floating carrier that he first practiced the principles of life taught by his father.

He killed the snakehead.

Then, he followed the clues and destroyed the Hydra base. There, he scolded Professor X until he vomited blood and met Wanda, the adopted daughter of the farm.

He also became the God of Hydra, and led a group of dark and twisted agents to change industries and open a super entertainment industry.

So silky, so successful.

This is something that people from the motherland who grew up in the world of black robes and are unable to do anything, and the harder they work, the funnier they become, cannot imagine.

What is power?

What is power?

What is real work and problem solving?

The official father taught him all this.

It was these pointers and these little details of life that turned him from a product into a person.

"..."

Without saying a word and with a split cheek, John walked in New York.

The Speed ​​Force flies by.

No one can see him.

Even the locomotive, which is also a speedster, is just a snail in front of the speed force.

John arrived at Backus Tower.

Here it is.

He beat the soldier boy violently, let out a bad breath, and formally bid farewell to the past, bid farewell to Compound No. 5, and cut off from the laboratory.

“It’s really nice just thinking about it!”

John said.

He imitated Azu, imagining that there was a soldier boy in front of him, and then he shook his fist and hit the air with his fist, and he laughed.

Yes.

There is no tension and fear in the black robe world, no grievances and suffering in DC. Now he is so powerful that he can be destroyed by just blowing a breath as a mere soldier boy.

He even had to be careful to avoid beating the soldier boy to death at once, which would make it unsatisfactory.

Now, right now, he could find the soldier boy and do the same thing as Zu in just a second if he thought about it.

But it's not necessary.

Who cares about a soldier boy?

Who is he?

He and Father Guan are not creatures of the same dimension, but anyone has the intention to compare the two.

This is all due to the unfilial piety of a good grown-up boy like him.

"What happened after that? What happened after that?"

John was curious, curious.

By beating the soldier boy violently, Azu discharged the No. 5 compound, severing the connection between the two.

By chance, he went to DC and experienced some hardships.

What about Azu?

John captured a passerby and used his superpower to read his memory.

When he saw the Purple Sweet Potato Demon Thanos scheming against his father, he was angry and furious.

When he saw Azu breaking through the Heavenly Father, embracing the sunshine, turning the tide of the battle, and hugging the official father, he was envious, jealous, and resentful.

When he saw Azu rushing into the White House, he exclaimed, "Just like me!" and "I can do it too!"

When he saw Azu carrying away the vibranium veins, he looked like a king and laughed heartily.

"I can't tell. I really can't tell."

Unknowingly, John burst into tears. He worked hard to get here, and then he didn't know what to do, so he huddled in the corner and cried.

It can be seen from this that John is still the boring boy.

He had never left the laboratory in his life.

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