Chapter 337 Mutation

New York, Pap House.

Recently, Natasha has exposed a lot of information about SHIELD and Hydra, causing the entire Internet to be abuzz.

On the contrary, the popularity of the Fantastic Four and others who were originally attracting a lot of attention decreased.

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

After all, as a scientific researcher, although cosmic storm rays gave him extraordinary power, they also took away part of his energy. As a member of the Fantastic Four, as supernatural crimes have become more and more frequent in New York recently, he has to actively or passively participate in them and become a member of the so-called superheroes.

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

Frequent battles made Reed delay his research, especially the progress of the experiment on the magical meteorite in his hand.

Now, finally having SHIELD affairs to distract the public from their goals, he was happy to be clean and pick up the delayed experimental progress again.

Here, Reed is happy and peaceful.

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

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

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

"Do you know that stop of SHIELD? It is said that SHIELD's aircraft carrier was torn off directly. It would be great if our Fantastic Four were also there at that time. It is said that those guys from Hydra It's extremely vicious, I really want to try it to see which one is more powerful, the mysterious Hydra, or my flames."

"I'll bet a breakfast that Hydra will definitely be better than you." Raising his inconspicuous forehead, Stone Man Ben said unceremoniously while watching boring programs on TV to relieve his fatigue: "At least they know when to be quiet. Come down instead of babbling on and on like you.”

"Hey, big guy."

Stone Ben's words obviously aroused Johnny's dissatisfaction. Although they are also members of the Fantastic Four and cooperate with each other in battle, there are still unavoidable conflicts between them in daily life. small friction. Especially Ben and Johnny, two entities with completely opposite personalities.

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

"Say it again, Flame Boy!"

Appearance has always been a concern for stone people. Even if all this is to defeat Doctor Doom, who in the normal world would be willing to live with a stone appearance? Not only is the appearance weird, but there are also problems in daily life. Lots and lots of inconveniences. Therefore, facing Johnny's provocation, Ben immediately became a little angry.

"I mean……"

Facing Ben's question, Johnny's already arrogant character was immediately exposed, and he stood up and was about 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 look of displeasure. Over this period of time, she has become accustomed to the arguments between Johnny and Ben, and she also knows that under normal circumstances, her troublesome brother is often the one who starts the dispute. .

Seeing Susan come out, Johnny curled his lips, although he was a bit of a jerk.

But for her sister, she could at least listen to some of her words. Although she felt a little unhappy inside, she still kept her mouth shut on the surface.

"Sorry, Ben, you know what Johnny's like."

After scolding Johnny, Susan immediately turned to apologize to the angry Ben on the other side.

"never mind."

Although he was very dissatisfied with the Flame Boy, Ben still gave Susan some face.

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

"Susan, come and see!"

Here, Susan finally calmed down Johnny and Stone Ben, who almost had another conflict. Reed's exclamation suddenly came from the other side of the laboratory.

"What's wrong?"

Shaking her head helplessly, Susan returned to the laboratory, and immediately saw Reed in a white coat looking excitedly at the huge meteorite in front of him.

"Look at this..."

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

Following the direction pointed by Reed, Susan immediately saw in front of the meteorite that the severed forelimb of the disabled mouse originally purchased for experimental purposes had now completely grown into a bare and transparent limb, and This transparent limb is still improving at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This is?!"

Looking at the forelimbs that the white mouse had grown, Susan had an expression of disbelief on her face.

"Sure enough, my previous guess was correct. The radiation power emitted by this meteorite does have 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 rat in a laboratory, repairing the physical disabilities of the human body!"

Reed was obviously excited about the magical power displayed by the meteorites in the laboratory.

From the very beginning when he came into contact with the meteorite, he had noticed something unusual about the meteorite. However, he had been struggling with no results before. However, in recent months, as the power of radiation within the meteorite continued to increase, Reed was finally able to Through numerous experiments, you can get the results you want.

Seeing Reed's excitement, Susan couldn't help but have a faint smile on her face.

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

"Yes, you're right, Susan."

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

"As long as the radiation situation can be confirmed, this will be a huge achievement that benefits all mankind."

…

"Why, after I have worked so hard to save the citizens of New York and fight crime, why does the Daily Bugle continue to pursue and slander me?"

At the home of his friend Ned, Spidey looked at himself, who was ranked last in the ranking of the most hated superheroes in New York City by the Daily Bugle, with a particularly aggrieved expression on his face.

"Have you forgotten, Peter?"

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

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

Shrugging, Ned gave Peter a back look to deal with.

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

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

"Of course I know. Mr. Stark has already come forward to explain it to you." Assembling the parts of the 'Death Star' core in his hand, Ned still replied in an absent-minded tone when faced with Peter's reply: "But the point is, J. Jonah Jameson doesn't think so. No matter which Peter did it, it's still Spider-Man's fault, so..."

"Alas~"

Hearing his friend's words, Little Spider couldn't help but show a somewhat helpless expression on his young face.

The incident of [Tiger Talisman] can be regarded as a trap for him.

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

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

"Anyway, even if the previous incident hadn't happened, the "Daily Bugle" has never been nice to you. They already hate you, so the result of the previous incident is just to make them I just hate you more and more."

"..."

Ned's words were more like adding fuel to the fire than comforting him.

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

The little fat Ned obviously noticed that his comfort had no effect. He reached out and scratched his hair, frowned and thought hard for a while, then his eyes lit up and he said as if he suddenly thought of something: "Speaking of which, you know, Peter, we recently visited a very popular amusement park outside New York City. The special speed show in it is said to have even sent people to be interviewed by the TV station. I have been asking my mother for a long time to let her Take me there, but she never agrees to my request."

"Car stunts?"

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

However, Peter is still very curious about speeding stunts.

The reason is simple, because he is only a child and Aunt Mei 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 his friend in front of him, and with a bright look on his face, he stated his purpose: "How about Peter, please take me there, with you Spider-Man’s power can take me to that amusement park outside New York without anyone noticing, and then we’ll watch the stunt show together.”

"..."

Ned's proposal was obviously very tempting.

Little Peter's face showed an expression of eagerness to move, and he opened his mouth to subconsciously agree.

However, he inadvertently glanced at the "Daily Bugle" newspaper that was thrown carelessly beside the bed. The impatient look on his face immediately calmed down as if he had been splashed with cold water, and he shook his head. Looking at Ned who looked expectant in front of him: "Sorry, Ned, you know, I am Spider-Man, so."

"All right."

Peter's answer obviously disappointed little fat 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 fought side by side with the members of the Avengers before. But, is SHIELD really what it is exposed on the Internet..."

"I don't have much contact with SHIELD. I've only met a few times. I've seen the director of SHIELD, the one wearing an eyepatch..."

…

"Great High Priest, this is New York."

Stepping on the soil of New York, Chang Emil used his remaining one eye to scan the bustling metropolis in front of him, but he kept his respectful look on his face and said to the [Scarab Seal] on the back of his hand.

As a being expelled from Wakanda, Chang's journey to New York was difficult every step of the way.

For this reason, he even once again approached Ulysses Crow, whom he had abandoned before, and through some coercion and threats, he finally got the other party to 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 Emil's words fell, a majestic roar sounded from his mind the next moment.

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

The loss of strength obviously made Chang Emil more obedient.

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

Compared with Wakanda, New York may not be as well-developed as that technologically advanced African country, but in terms of prosperity, New York, with a population of more than eight million, is obviously not as prosperous as Wakanda.

In the modern city, Chang Emil, an old black man dressed in traditional African tribal clothing, actually stands out.

Walking on the street dressed like this, he was soon surrounded by a few idle guys.

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

"Your outfit is quite interesting. Are you performing some kind of body art? Maybe you can give us some performances?"