The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics

Yang Le deactivated his power and turned back into a human, looking exactly like the person in the photo, but this didn't make Peter believe him.

Peter asked, "Little Val, how can you be sure he's telling the truth and not lying to us?"

"Because of that machine over there." Valeria pointed to the side, where there was a ruin, and on the layers of rubble, there was a device that was clearly out of place.

The machine was simple in shape, looking like a small antenna. At this time, its pot-lid head was facing the sky, as if it was sending something.

"What is that?" Peter asked, he had never seen this thing.

"That is a signal transmitting device, but it is stronger than the average one, it can send signals to unexpected places, such as other universes." Valeria explained.

"How do you know so much about it?" Peter looked at Valeria beside him in surprise.

"Because this thing was made by Little Val." Franklin said from the side, touching his head and thinking.

"It seems like it was made when she was 8 years old."

"To be exact, it was 7 years old, because I hadn't had my 8th birthday when I made it." Valeria raised one eyebrow, looking quite proud.

"It's just that I didn't expect it to be really useful, because I experimented with it when I made it, and no one responded to me. I thought I had failed, so I threw it in the corner of the lab. Dad and Mom comforted me at the time."

Speaking of Reed and Susan, the expressions of the Fantastic Twins were a little strange, but they quickly concealed it. No one noticed this fleeting change except themselves.

"Now it seems that it is not only not broken, but also very useful. I was fooled over by the distress signal it sent." Yang Le said helplessly, it seems that I was attracted by this thing, and now I have become a fish.

"If you are still not at ease, you can check my car." Yang Le pointed to the time-space flywheel behind him.

"It is equipped with time-space travel ability, Valeria should be able to check it out, and then it can prove whether what I said is true or not."

"I wanted to do this a long time ago." Valeria rubbed her fists, her eyes were full of excitement.

From the beginning, she had been staring at the time-space flywheel. With her vision, she could naturally see that the time-space flywheel was not just a cool-looking motorcycle. As a scientist, she couldn't wait to see the technology of other universes.

"Whatever, but please be careful, don't dismantle it." Yang Le shrugged and stepped aside.

Valeria put the gun in her hand on the backpack behind her, and hopped to the time-space flywheel.

A trace of relief appeared in Peter's eyes, only at this time did Little Val behave like a naive girl.

Valeria was doing research there, making a lot of noise, which made Yang Le feel terrified, like watching a naughty kid brought by relatives, holding the glue he had worked so hard to put together, staging a full martial arts performance.

Seriously, that scene was as terrifying to Yang Le as seeing a million murderers.

"Little Val, how is the inspection?" Franklin walked to Valeria's side. Although he was also curious about the time-space flywheel, as a brother, he gave this opportunity to his sister.

"He's telling the truth." Valeria said without turning her head. She was all in the time-space flywheel, probably afraid of getting the leather seats on the flywheel dirty, Valeria took off her shoes and only wore socks.

However, because of the zombie crisis, there was a shortage of supplies, and her socks were not so clean. Although not dirty, there were still some stains.

"That's enough, Little Val." Franklin leaned over and whispered to his sister.

"Don't keep Uncle Peter waiting too long."

"Okay." Valeria muttered reluctantly, restored everything to its original state, then jumped out of the time-space flywheel, stepped barefoot on the ground, and then sat on the ground and put on her shoes.

"Phew~" Seeing that his car was fine, Yang Le couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said to Peter, who was responsible for guarding him.

"How about it? Can you believe me now?"

Peter was silent for a while, carrying a stick in one hand, picked up the photo on the ground and walked towards Yang Le.

"Sorry, in our universe, caution is a necessary condition for survival."

"Of course, I can understand." Yang Le opened his hands, showing his broad mind.

"Rather, if the Peter I know were as careful as you, that would be great."

"I can see that you know many Peters." Peter smiled and handed the photo to Yang Le, with a trace of reluctance in his eyes.

Yang Le saw Peter's strangeness, and also knew the reason. Without guessing, it was because of Mary Jane and Aunt May in the photo.

"You can keep it if you want." Yang Le suddenly said.

"Really? No, I mean, can I?" Peter's eyes changed from surprise to desire.

"Of course, I have a backup in my computer, and I can wash another one then." Yang Le said with a smile.

"It's just that I don't have a single photo of Mary Jane, only this group photo has her."

This is for sure, it's too weird to take pictures of married women with a camera. If Yang Le really did this, not to mention Ultimate Peter, even Gwen would teach him a lesson.

"No, this is fine." Peter stroked the photo, having one is better than nothing, you know he doesn't have a single photo.

Time will destroy everything, Peter is afraid that the most beautiful memories in his heart will also disappear with time. Now that he has something to record, why would he be picky?

"This can remind me of the good old days, it is a great mental comfort."

The two adults were chatting happily, especially Peter, he didn't even notice the Fantastic Twins returning to his side.

The Fantastic Twins stood quietly aside, they had always seen and remembered Peter's protection of them over the years, and can be said to regard Peter as a real family member.

Now that they see Peter so happy, how can the twins bear to disturb him?

At this moment, Peter's communicator suddenly rang, and Peter came back to his senses, turned on the communicator, and a rough voice rang out.

"Peter, have you found the children?"

"Found them." Peter immediately replied.

"They are by my side, how is it on your side?"

"I'm fine here, these two naughty ghosts, I must scold them severely this time."

"You're right, Tinkerer." After being reminded by the other party, Peter remembered the twins' departure from home. He glared fiercely at the twins who were pretending to be good babies, and said.

"Count me in this time too."