The Father of American Comics Superheroes

In a secret base that only Mr. Scary Evil knew about.

After Mr. Scary Evil’s head was pulled out and died, the various instruments inside the base began to operate.

Hearing the commotion, a man wearing a large white lab coat and gold-rimmed glasses was startled and looked at the functioning instruments and incredulously murmured, “Mr. Scary Evil was actually killed?”

Only then, the body, which served as a backup, and the memory, which was updated in real time, were activated at this moment.

He walked over to a body soaked in nutrient solution and gently sighed in relief after seeing that the consciousness of the advance backup had started to transmit steadily to the new body.

A moment later, a bit of scarlet, the red diamond-shaped symbol representing Mr. Scary Evil appeared on the forehead of that body.

A few seconds later, Mr. Scary Evil violently opened his eyes and sat up directly.

The slightly green nutrient solution fell along the body, and Mr. Scary Evil sat dumbly like a puppet.

At this moment, his memory was still stuck in the moment when his head was pulled off.

A few seconds later, looking at the man standing outside the nutrient tank, he groaned in pain, covered his face with one hand, nodded to the man with the blue and green heterochromatic eyes, and said, “Jason……”

“Mr. Scary Evil, you woke up, how wonderful!”

The man named Jason hurriedly took a white coat and put it on Mr. Scary Evil when he stood up.

Mr. Scary Evil stepped out of the nutrition tank and walked towards the outside of the lab with a gloomy face.

Jason hurriedly followed and said, “Sir, what happened.”

“There was an accident, the enemy is stronger than I thought.”

Mr. Scared Evil’s face was very ugly when he remembered what just happened.

He had been killed……

However, he had lived for two centuries, and he was not in vain!

He would not have rushed to the front line to fight if he did not have the bottom card of resurrection, but in the future, he decided that it was better for him to participate less in the battle.

The feeling of being killed is too unbearable.

He took a deep breath, but suddenly remembered the lost helmet, his face turned more ugly.

There was only one of that thing, and only one copy of the raw material. Without that thing, he would face Emma and would end up the same as before.

“So what do we do next?”

Jason pushed his glasses, one blue and one green eye, as if shining with a demonic light.

“The Sentinel Project …… find a way to push it to the government, they will be very interested in this means of restraining mutants, especially after this battle happened.”

“I understand.” Jason nodded and said, “What about us?”

“Take some time off, I have an interesting plan, but it will take quite a bit of time.” Mr. Scary Evil grinned and said, “But it will turn out to be very interesting in time.”

Jason looked at Mr. Scary Evil’s smiling face and smiled happily too.

……

After Mike left the battlefield wearing Raven and used the teleport card, he deliberately sorted out the battle traces on his body, and then after using two teleport cards, Mike took Riven back to his family farm.

At this time, Raven is no longer in the shape of a ‘Smurf’.

Golden hair, enchanting body, at this time Raven looked very attractive.

“And I don’t know if Clark remembers me.”

Raven stood in the doorway with some worry.

Mike skimmed his mouth and said, “Must not recognize you, it’s been how many years.”

“No way!” Raven rolled her eyes, slapped Mike’s chest, and said, “I pulled a hook with Clark.”

Mike shrugged.

“Let’s go, I’m sleepy!”

Raven yawned and wrapped her arms around Mike.

Mike pushed the door open and whispered, “Don’t make a sound, the kids should be asleep.”

Although the two hadn’t seen each other for a long time, through occasional phone calls.

Still can briefly understand each other’s situation, such as Mike has adopted two more children.

Pushing open the door, a dim wall lamp came into view.

Mike’s gaze swept, looking at the three little ones nestled on the sofa, already asleep, slightly stunned, his gaze instantly became tender.

These three children, why so disobedient?

“Dad?”

Just at that moment, Clark opened his eyes, and after seeing Mike, his eyes lit up and he let out a low cry.

“Shh!”

Mike gestured to Clark, pointing at both Eric and Charles.

Clark nodded and walked quickly towards Mike before his eyes were drawn to Raven beside Mike.

Frozen, he gave a wide smile, “Aunt Raven!”

The tone of affirmation, without the slightest hesitation, Clark remembered her.

Raven gave Mike a smug look, hugged Clark, compared their heights, and happily said, “You’ve grown so tall!”

Clark nodded, and after flickering her eyes back and forth between Mike and Raven, she smiled sweetly and said to Raven, “But Aunt Raven, she’s still as young and pretty as before.”

Raven covered her mouth in surprise, pinched Clark’s face and said, “That’s really good at talking.”

“I’m the one who taught you well.”

Mike said, walking toward Eric and Charles.

Raven rolled her eyes and said to Clark, “Come on, talk to me.”

Clark shook his head and said, “Not today, I have to go to bed, I still have to get up early tomorrow.”

Raven nodded, her heart snickering, but her face showing regret as she stroked Clark’s head and said, “Let’s talk tomorrow then.”

Clark nodded and walked upstairs, taking two steps and turning back, “Happy New Year, Aunt Raven.”

New Year?

Is it already the first of January?

Raven froze, smiled at Clark and said, “Happy New Year, Clark!”

Clark walked quickly out toward the stairs, but as he reached the stairway, he glanced at both Mike and Raven and couldn’t help but curl the corners of his mouth.

Go, Dad!

Casually put the helmet he was carrying on the sofa, look at the Mike sent both Eric and Charles back to their rooms one after another, and then came back to the first floor.

Raven sat cross-legged on the sofa, rubbing her feet, and said to Mike, “It looks like you’ve had a good time.”

“Hmm.” Mike walked toward the kitchen and said, “What can I get for you?”

After a night of fighting, he hadn’t eaten dinner yet and was already hungry.

Raven leaned back on the sofa, smiled slyly, had an extremely seductive tone, and whispered, “Eat you, okay?”

Mike’s feet beat, his face expressionless, “Let’s have the egg fried rice, I remember there were leftovers yesterday.”

“Anything, as long as it’s made by you …….”

Raven said, licking her tongue at Mike.

Mike turned around and walked into the kitchen, but Raven was keenly aware that Mike’s footsteps seemed to have become much faster than before.

“Giggle.”

Raven couldn’t help but laugh, as if she thought of something, her face flushed, her body shrunk, and she lazily laid down on the sofa like a cat.

A few moments later, the scent emerged.

Raven inhaled her nose and muttered, “This guy, raising a child and cooking a dish.”

Who could relate it to the way he was killing it before?

Mike walked out with two plates of fried rice with eggs, saw Raven looking at him with her arms pillowed, and said, “Come over and eat, it’ll get cold later.”

“You hold me.”

Raven stretched her arms.

Mike raised an eyebrow, put the rice on the table: “Eat or not, if you do not eat, I will fed the dog.”

Raven: “……”

“Don’t know how to be affectionate.”

She muttered, dawdling over to the table, glaring at Mike, picking up a spoon and taking a big bite.