hotmtlnovel Chapter 3990 MU Superbody Major Event (7)
Chapter 3990 MU Superbody Major Event (7)
Chapter 3990 MU: The Superbody Incident (Seventy)
The universe. To most life forms, it is an incredibly vast and mysterious existence. The universe is more expansive than most people imagine, and the seemingly numerous celestial bodies do not easily meet. Even the members of a stable, mature star system are always far apart, making it impossible for them to see each other from afar.
No one can claim to know every single star in the universe. Even the Sorcerer Supreme and Magneto, despite their immense power, still have limited understanding of the universe. No one within it can grasp its entirety; even Eternity is merely a part of the universe, never its master.
However, the ultimate goal of every intelligent life form is to modify the cosmic environment to better suit its survival and development. Unable to modify such a vast universe, they modify their own planets; the more advanced can modify galaxies, and even influence interstellar societies across the universe. This is practically all that intelligent life can do.
Those among them who performed exceptionally well were vibrant and ambitious, not only extensively transforming the cosmic environment but also dominating the competition among civilizations, almost reaching the pinnacle of intelligent life. Therefore, they inevitably sought to explore the outside world.
What lies beyond the universe? For a long time, there was no answer. The thirst for knowledge of intelligent beings drove them to keep researching. But most people could not break through the barriers of the universe and would never know what lay beyond. This frustrated and frustrated them, leaving them without a goal to strive for.
What they didn't know was that this was the universe's last act of mercy. What lies beyond the universe? It's not a warm and benevolent new land waiting to be developed, but another universe, countless universes, and countless other universes.
There are equally intelligent creatures, grinding their teeth and sucking blood, waiting for their chance; and countless terrifying beings, enormous and endless, who can completely alienate and transform you with just a glance, and die painfully in fear.
Such a truth is far too cruel for beings within the universe. However, the curiosity of intelligent life is insatiable, so they will always venture out one day, if not today, then tomorrow.
And this time, it's today.
In the Andromeda Galaxy of the Marvel Cinematic Universe, the portal's light had shone all night. In the vast, endless universe, similar yet different superheroes rushed to the same battlefield overnight. They were weary from their journey, yet incredibly excited by everything new and exciting.
The Avengers from the 616 main universe arrived very late, almost the last group to arrive. They were all wounded, like a pack of hyenas who had exerted tremendous effort to successfully hunt, only to have their prey stolen by a lion and then chased down and scratched. They weren't exactly ugly, but they were just as disheveled.
In the main universe, Iron Man's arm was in a sling, and he walked with a limp; Captain America's shield hadn't even had time to be properly maintained, and it was covered in burn marks from cannon fire; Dr. Banner looked fine on the surface, but he smelled strongly of coffee, clearly having not rested for several days; Thor's divine power was almost imperceptible, obviously having been exhausted long ago; Doctor Strange's beard hadn't been shaved for days, and his eyes were covered in dark circles.
Coulson, who was in charge of receiving them, didn't say anything. He walked up, patted Captain America on the shoulder, and said, "Come with me. You can take a hot shower and then get a good night's sleep."
"Is there enough time?" Captain America's voice was a little hoarse as he said, "They should have already started emergency preparedness, right? I'm not too tired. Is there anything I can do?"
“Actually, there is something going on, Captain,” Coulson said casually. “As you can see, we’re not on Earth; we’re in the Andromeda Galaxy. The battlefield will be set up in the Triangulum Galaxy, the third largest galaxy in our Local Group, not too far from here…”
Before he could even explain what he was going to do, the main universe's Iron Man interrupted, saying, "300 million light-years from Earth isn't that far?!"
“Uh…” Coulson was taken aback by the interruption and didn’t know where to begin. The main universe’s Iron Man continued, “Of course, I know you have mages who can use portals, but mages only have small portals, and the things they can teleport are very limited. How will you maintain your supply lines if you set up the battlefield so far away from Earth?”
Coulson noticed that the main universe's Iron Man seemed to be in a state of stress. To be precise, he hadn't been out of stress since deciding to fight. While this state made his mind more agile and his thinking faster, it also made him react more violently to everything and he was probably too sensitive to any stimulation, otherwise he could suffer serious injury at any moment.
Coulson took a deep breath and said, "You're absolutely right. Logically speaking, we shouldn't be fighting this far away, but after careful consideration, we feel it's safer here. As for logistics, we won't use the mage's portal for transport; we'll use spaceships instead."
"A spaceship?" Captain America asked curiously. "You have a spaceship? Is it Nick Fury's Helicarrier?"
"No, it's a real spaceship. It might be a bit complicated to explain, but you'll see it when you go to the front lines. In short, you don't need to worry too much about logistics; our supply lines are fully capable."
"You said you needed my help with something, what exactly is it?"
“It’s not really that important,” Coulson smiled at him and said, “We hope that the Andromeda Galaxy can become a safe rear area for this war. We are clearing out more life in the region, especially some plants and animals that may have mutated due to the power fluctuations. Most of the heroes who haven’t gone to the front lines yet are doing this. Would you like to help, Captain?”
"That's not a problem, but how large is the cleanup area? The entire galaxy? I'm afraid there won't be enough time."
“We should get to the front lines first,” the main universe’s Iron Man said anxiously. “We don’t even know where the trenches are, how can we have time to worry about plants and animals? Where are those mutants? Have they arrived yet?”
“Yes, they went to the Triangulum system first; there’s still a lot to do there,” Coulson nodded.
"So you mean they can go to the battlefield and fight, while we're stuck here cleaning up some plants?!" The main universe's Iron Man raised his voice. "Do you really think that makes sense? Or do you think mutants are more trustworthy than the Avengers?"
Coulson, a seasoned agent, didn't attempt to explain, knowing that it would only lead to endless explanations. He opted for a direct approach: "Excuse me, Mr. Stark, but from the perspective of traditional carbon-based life values, sending you to the battlefield in this physical and mental state is inhumane. However, this job offer isn't specifically for you; after all, even a lawnmower needs a good arm, doesn't he?"
The main universe's Iron Man was so angry he was panting heavily, taking several deep breaths to calm down. At this moment, the main universe's Black Widow stepped forward and said, "If there is indeed a little time left to rest, please be sure to provide us with the best medical treatment and rest environment so that we can go into battle in the best condition. Veterans know that not being well-rested before the battle is fatal."
The main universe's Black Widow gave Captain America a look, and the main universe's Captain America stepped forward, patted the main universe's Iron Man on the shoulder, and said, "That's right, going to the battlefield like this will even affect your ability to control the Jaeger. You should take a good rest."
"It's just a minor fracture!" said the main universe's Iron Man. "Besides, this kind of injury takes at least ten days to two weeks to heal, and I can't wait that long. Are you all going to the front lines while I'm stuck hiding in the back recovering?!"
“In fact, we have the best medical team,” Coulson began. “Our internists and pharmacists each have three doctoral degrees. If there are open wounds, we also have the best surgeons.”
“Go ahead, Tony,” Dr. Banner said. “We promise we’ll wait for you. Even if a fight breaks out, it won’t be that intense from the start. Batman will definitely test us first, and you won’t miss anything.”
Others also took turns trying to dissuade him, and although the main universe's Iron Man was extremely anxious, he clearly couldn't overcome the disapproval of so many people. He could only follow Coulson forward, muttering, "I hope the medical team you're talking about is really that good..."
"God's shit!" The main universe's Iron Man stared blankly at the busy figures in the ward: Dr. Ethan was making rounds, Dr. Connors was adjusting the IV drip rate, and Dr. Banner was writing something in his notebook.
That's not the point. The point is that there was a person standing in each of the two corners of the room. The one on the left was Doctor Doom, and the one on the right was Doctor Reed.
Having thought he had exhausted all his willpower by agreeing to come to the hospital, the main universe's Iron Man realized he had underestimated his own strength. At this moment, in this situation, he was still able to resist the urge to run away.
"I apologize, wartime conditions are harsh, and this hospital is borrowed from the mutant base. However, to provide better treatment, we have made some minor adjustments to the staffing..."
"You call taking a nuclear bomb out of its silo and tossing it on the ground a minor adjustment?!" the main universe Iron Man said, somewhat incredulously. "Then what do you mean by a major adjustment?! You don't expect Hulk to treat my broken bones, do you?!"
“I swear I had no such intention.” Coulson paused deliberately after saying that, then added, “I would never do that before you raise your fist and punch me.”
The main universe's Iron Man opened his mouth. He had indeed had such an idea before, but because of his broken arm, he hadn't been able to put it into practice. It was a bit of a regret before, but now it was just right.
The main universe's Iron Man reluctantly walked over and sat down. As he approached the bed with the curtain drawn, he realized he wasn't the only unlucky guy in the hospital: a Spider-Man was being looked after by Dr. Ethan and Dr. Connors, and behind him lay two other people, though they were obscured and their identities were unclear.
"What's going on?" the main universe Iron Man asked Coulson. "How come someone's injured before the fight even starts?"
“Like you, I came here injured.” Coulson sat down on the edge of the bed and said, “Luckily, we anticipated this situation and equipped the hospital with sufficient medicine and manpower. Okay, lie down first, we’ll give you a healing injection.”
After saying that, he reached out and pressed the main universe Iron Man onto the bed. The main universe Iron Man didn't want to lie down, but the problem was that Dr. Banner was right next to him. If he didn't lie down, Bruce Banner would reach over and press him down, and then he might lose a good arm.
Iron Man in the main universe reluctantly lay down, only to find that the person walking over with the healing potion was none other than Dr. Connors.
"Don't come any closer! You...you...Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!"