Chapter 286 My Daughter Met Me in Her Dream, Who Are You?

The next day.

Padraic Farm.

Peter returned to his own world with Zu, Star-Lord and Loki.

Several people carried large and small bags in their hands, especially Star-Lord, who brought back all the gifts given to him by the black-robed Homelander.

Nick Fury looked at the gift Star-Lord put on the table in surprise and asked him: "Did you go shopping?"

"No, this is a gift from Dad's godson."

Star-Lord explained to Nick Fury: "In addition, he wanted to come with Dad to see it, but was rejected."

"I know, Peter."

Nick Fury said, raising his eyes to Peter: "You always have the habit of being a good father, which doesn't seem strange."

He was talking to Peter.

Thor, who had been staying at home for several days, touched his bloated belly, picked up a bottle of green reagent next to Peter, and asked Peter: "What is this? Is it beer? If so, can I taste it?"

"No, it's not beer, you can call it - Temporary Compound No. 5."

"Temporary Compound No. 5?"

Peter glanced at Thor, who could make everything into beer, and said to him: "Yes, this is a biochemical agent used to allow adults to gain superpowers in a short period of time. It was developed by Water International Corporation and aims to allow adults to gain superpowers in a short period of time by injecting this compound."

"That is to say."

Peter paused and looked at Nick Fury, "In fact, it is the most suitable for ordinary people like you."

"Are you kidding? "

Nick Fury walked up curiously and picked up a bottle of temporary compound No. 5. "I guess it won't make me change from white to black like last time, right?"

"You can try it."

Peter said to him casually: "Although there may be serious side effects if used multiple times, one or two times should not be a big problem."

Peter's words sounded in his ears like the whisper of a devil, "Maybe you can have superpowers like Thor, or become Captain America."

"Or even worse superpowers, such as I can talk to fish."

Nick Fury picked up temporary compound No. 5, "But since it's a gift from you, I'll accept it."

Speaking of this, Nick Fury put two bottles of compound No. 5 in his pocket.

Peter:?!

You black-boiled egg, you're not polite.

At night.

Peter stood in front of the window of his room, staring at the dark night outside.

He looked down at the watch on his hand and found that the hands on the watch had pointed to the last point.

The next baby should be born within these few days.

Peter rubbed his chin with his right hand and fell into deep thought.

I wonder which father-worried person this time is?

A female magician can severely injure Clark, which means that the father-worried person who came this time should be a daughter.

And this daughter is a caring little cotton-padded jacket, and will never rebel.

Several names flashed through Peter's mind, but he quickly ruled them out one by one.

While he was thinking, there was a "boom" of thunder outside.

Peter looked up and found that it started to rain.

Shaking his head, Peter closed the window and turned off the lights.

After going to bed, Peter fell asleep quickly.

Suddenly!

A dark and dark valley road appeared in front of Peter.

The long one-way road turned into gravel halfway down.

Peter stood at the intersection of this road and stared at this long road.

Is he in a dream now?

He looked around with some doubts.

Since I have the three magical tools of the Sleeping Demon, I have rarely seen such a scene.

I can often enter other people's dreams, but rarely dream myself.

Taking a deep breath, Peter looked up and saw a long tongue of asphalt road, with potholes and colorful fallen leaves.

The trees around were bent, as if trying to strangle this long tongue, tear it apart, and erase it from this world.

It began to rain in the dream world, and the "patter" raindrops fell on Peter's body.

Then the rain intensified, and in Peter's sight it was no longer a curtain of rain and fog, but had risen into a downpour.

Peter walked forward in confusion, wanting to confirm why he had this strange dream.

As Peter continued to move forward, he heard footsteps on one side.

After walking a few steps, Peter saw a dark figure on the road ahead.

"Who are you?"

Peter stopped and asked the other party in confusion.

Judging from the other party's slender figure, the person standing in front of him should be a girl.

As Peter spoke, a low roar of thunder came from the sky in the distance - like a tractor trailer hitting a bump on the interstate highway.

"Sorry, father, I have to talk to you here."

As the girl spoke, the crows in the tree suddenly flew down from the tree.

The crows fluttered their wings and landed beside the girl, their beaks pointing far away, their eyes staring straight at him.

Some of them cried low or chirped with the back of their throats.

Peter looked at the crows with some surprise, and he even suspected that any of these birds might fly towards him.

"What did you say just now?"

Peter pulled his thoughts away from the crow, frowned slightly, and asked the girl in front of him: "Did you call me father just now?"

"Yes, father, I am your daughter, but that hasn't happened yet."

The girl took a step forward and revealed her true face.

The girl with delicate features, wearing a cloak, with a dark red strand in front of her purple hair, walked slowly towards Peter with outstanding temperament, and the rain flowed down the cloak.

"Father, I must tell you something very important."

The cloaked girl took a deep breath, suppressed her inner emotions, and said to Peter: "If you want me to come to you safely, father, you must find someone to help, otherwise that person will chase me, and he will not watch me fall into your hands."

Peter frowned at her and asked: "You are my daughter who is about to be born, right?"

"Yes, father."

"Then who are you?"

"Sorry, I can't tell you yet, father, you will be in danger, that person is the biggest enemy you have encountered so far, you need someone's help to repel him."

The girl reached out and touched Peter's right hand, "Father, don't give up on me! No matter what difficulties you encounter."

Peter was about to talk to her, the girl took his hand, and then gently drew something in the palm of his hand with her fingers.

Although it was raining, Peter could feel the temperature from the girl's hand.

The rain was getting heavier, and the girl's figure began to blur.

The next second.

Peter opened his eyes suddenly and found himself lying on the bed.

Peter got up from the bed and looked at his palm, and found the words "Baron Winters" written on it.

Baron Winters?

Is this the person that the daughter of the dream asked him to seek help from?

Peter got up and looked at the increasingly heavy rain outside, and fell into deep thought.

A magical girl with a cloak, a crow, and purple hair, could she be Raven?

Peter guessed the name of the baby who was born this time.

Raven is a magical girl in the DC world, with various magical skills such as soul separation, healing, empathy, teleportation, shadow control, time control, etc.

In the DC world, she is the general spokesperson of the arrogant queen, and her life experience is similar to that of Star-Lord:

The silly mother on Earth and the alien Sangong Demon father - this cosmic bully who is as famous as Darkseid decided to colonize the earth, so he turned into a cult priest and seduced a silly and innocent girl to leave a seed, so that his child could be used as a channel to invade the earth.

This child is Raven.

Because her ability is emotional perception, she can feel the emotions of everyone around her, which is very troublesome to her and makes her difficult to approach.

And she has always felt inferior because of her origin, so she closed her emotions.

Touching his chin and recalling the memory of Raven, Peter fell into deep thought.

This is also a father-sad person. Because of her mother, she has always hated her father. Every time the Three Palaces Demon invaded the earth, this daughter was definitely the first to fight with her father.

Even if you can't beat her, you have to show your attitude.

In the past, the father-sad people sent directly by the system "are all from another world, so even if there are disputes, they can't cause ownership issues because they don't belong to the same world.

But now they directly send natives of this world.

Is the system planning to directly snatch the baby, then snatch it back and send it to me?

Shaking his head, Peter felt that things were a bit troublesome.

If I want to snatch my daughter from the Three Palaces Demon, I'm afraid I can't snatch it.

Looking up and looking at the heavy rain outside, Peter frowned even more tightly.

The next day, early morning.

When Peter went downstairs, he heard Nick Fury talking to Star-Lord and the others.

"Don't touch drugs, Loki, and Star-Lord, that thing will fucking destroy you. "

Nick Fury didn't know why he suddenly started talking about drugs to several people.

"Hey, Chief Fury, why are you interested in talking about drug education?"

Peter asked him.

"Because I heard that some people were smoking marijuana at the youth party in town, which is not a good sign."

Nick Fury picked up the coffee and said, "Do you know what it's like to have a rebellious daughter who is involved with drugs?"

"My niece was addicted to methamphetamine when she was 18 years old. A year before she graduated from high school, her boyfriend got her addicted to this thing. At the age of 19, she found out that she was pregnant. At the age of 23, she quit drugs and alcohol. At the age of 25, she relapsed."

Nick Fury talked about his niece's story, "At the age of 28, she beat another prisoner to death with a lunch tray in prison. At the age of 30, she stepped into death and ended her miserable life."

"Peter, if you have a daughter, you have to keep her away from two things forever."

"What? "

Nick Fury put down his coffee cup, raised his eyebrows, and said to him: "Drugs and scumbags."

Sorry, I feel a little uncomfortable recently. The third chapter will be updated tomorrow morning. Everyone should go to bed early.

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