The Savior of American Comics? I'm the Subspace Evil God!

Chapters 384-685: I'm sorry Harry, Gwen needs me.
Upon seeing this, Logan revealed a smug smile on his resolute face.

He took a deep drag on his cigar and slowly exhaled a cloud of bluish-gray smoke mixed with fruity aromas, the smoke rings dissipating slowly under the bright lights of the laboratory.

He slightly raised his chin, mimicking his boss's manner of speaking, and said casually, "Young man, wanting to find out your true identity... that's very simple!"

"Because for us at [Subspace Group], there are no secrets in this world..." He paused deliberately, then his sharp gaze swept over the tense faces of the three young men in front of him, and he said, word by word, "None before, and none in the future!!"

Upon hearing this, Gwen's pupils suddenly contracted, and she even paused for a moment without her breath coming in.

Peter Parker and Harry Osborn exchanged a glance, both seeing shock and awe in each other's eyes.

Although Logan's words were somewhat exaggerated, they didn't think he was bragging to them at all.

The deep blue portal that had just torn through space had completely shattered the last shred of doubt in their hearts.

[Subspace Group] definitely possesses that kind of strength!

Huh? What's with this damn sense of belonging?
"That's right, that's right."

A clear, crisp voice suddenly came from the doorway. Laura, the "Little Wolf Girl," rushed in excitedly, her steps as light as a frolicking deer.

She put her hands on her hips, raised her chin proudly, and said with sparkling eyes, "You have no idea how awesome my boss is, otherwise you wouldn't be so surprised!"

"Laura!"

Following closely behind, [Polaris] frowned slightly, reached out and gently tapped the little wolf girl's forehead, reminding her with a mixture of amusement and exasperation:

"Why are you swearing again? Be careful, or I'll tell the boss and you'll have to take an extra semester of academic classes!"

"Have mercy, Sister Lorna!"

The little wolf girl's lively spirit vanished instantly upon hearing that she had to attend academic classes; there was no way around it, those subjects were just too difficult.

If she had to choose between killing someone and studying, she would definitely choose the former!
That's right, killing is much easier than studying, you know.

The little wolf girl waved her two small hands frantically in front of her, her round eyes filled with resistance and panic, and she quickly softened her tone:
"Sister Lorna, I really don't want to go to academic classes! I can't understand a single word... Those letters and numbers look like ants crawling to me. I promise I'll never swear again, okay!"

"Please."

She pitifully tugged at Polaris's sleeve, then suddenly pointed to her father Logan, who was puffing away and striking poses for Gwen and the others, and righteously shifted the blame:
"It's all my dad's fault! He swears in front of me all the time, and I'm just being sweared at by him... what's that word again?"

She scratched her head, her little face scrunched up, "Anyway, I've been influenced by him by listening to and seeing too much... Yes, that's right, I learned it all from my dad. Let Boss punish him by making him go to academic classes!!"

After saying that, she made a face at Logan and playfully stuck out her pink tongue.

That's called 'being influenced by what you see and hear'.

【Polaris】was immediately amused by the little wolf girl's adorable appearance, her shoulders trembled slightly, and her silver hair swayed gently with her laughter.

This little girl is really going all out to avoid going to school.

He even sold out his own father!

However, Polaris felt mostly grateful.

After integrating into the life of the [Subspace Group], the little wolf girl, who was originally known for her violent temper, has gradually become 'normal' under the subtle influence.

At least the little girl will no longer bar her teeth and roar at everyone like before, like a little wild beast filled with hatred.

Her little face is showing more and more smiles, and she's talking more than before.

Not only the little wolf girl, but even Polaris herself felt the same way. After becoming familiar with the daily work of the Subspace Group, she had never loved life as much as she did now.

And all of this was given to them by that great man!

That's right, it's Karl Mara, the boss whom she and the little wolf girl revered as their 'savior'.

Without this man, she and the little wolf girl would probably have been secretly executed by the [Acre Company] as failed experiments long ago.

The debt of gratitude I owe my boss can never be repaid...

"Tch, you brat, you never learn anything good but bad."

Logan's face flushed, and he glared fiercely at his daughter, his thick arm poised to slap her head. He then looked at the little wolf girl and said, "If you repeat my swearing again, I'll kick you—"

Before he could finish speaking, he caught a glimpse of the little wolf girl's stubbornly upturned lips. Considering his daughter's personality—that she wouldn't listen to reason—he immediately changed his tune, "Ahem... be careful I don't take you with me on future missions!"

Sure enough, as soon as these words were spoken, the little wolf girl's face fell instantly. She drooped her head dejectedly and said again, "I know... I'll be more restrained in the future."

After a tender yet tense exchange between father and daughter, Logan stubbed out his cigar on the metal table with a soft hiss, his rough fingers making the sound.

He raised his eyes, and his two sharp eyebrows looked particularly fierce under the light.

“Alright, young man.” Logan crossed his arms, his massive muscles bulging beneath his leather jacket, and said to Gwen in a serious tone:
"Now you can take us to the location of the [beacon]..."

however.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Logan."

Gwen nervously clenched her fingers, her knuckles turning slightly white from the excessive force. She explained, a hint of anxiety in her voice:

“We really didn’t expect the [Subspace Group] to send people over in such a short time, so…”

As Gwen watched Logan's gaze turn visibly cold, eventually transforming into the deep blue ice of the Siberian permafrost, she felt a sense of unease, even able to clearly hear her own heartbeat.

But she gritted her teeth and said the rest of the sentence: "We haven't yet determined the exact location of that beacon!"

"Please rest assured, we will be able to produce the signal transmitting device soon... Give us a little more time, and I guarantee we will be able to find out where those symbiote warriors are hiding!" "However, compared to this matter, we are facing another more urgent problem right now... or rather, a crisis."

Gwen then relayed to Logan and the other two what Sheriff Frank Cassel had just said to her on the phone, as well as their speculations about the incident.

“So…” Gwen mustered her courage to look Logan in the eye, her voice barely audible, “Mr. Logan, if you would like, I would like to ask you to come with me to Paterson City… because I think we might find some useful clues in Paterson City before we pinpoint the exact location of the beacon.”

Her voice trailed off into the air, her fingers unconsciously tracing the seams of her combat suit. She looked at Logan with trepidation, wondering if he would agree to her seemingly a little excessive request!
After all, helping is a favor, not helping is one's right, and the final decision rests with the other party.

Even though she had experienced countless life-and-death battles, in the end, Gwen was still just a young man who was not even twenty years old.

When faced with the imposing Wolverine, who is nearly two hundred years old, Gwen instinctively displayed the awkwardness she usually shows when facing her father.

"So, you suspect that those symbiote warriors have been dispersed to other cities around New York?"

Logan frowned and looked at Gwen across from him. Gwen nodded quickly. Logan thought for a moment, then took out his phone and called Zemo, the commander of the operation. "Sir, it's me. The situation has changed..."

Nowadays, with the large-scale expansion of the Thunder Warriors Legion, Frank no longer has time to manage small-scale external combat missions like this.

He devoted all his energy to the daily work of training the Thunder Warriors and new recruits.

So Karl handed this task over to Zemo, even though Zemo was already incredibly busy managing the [Subspace Corporation]...

In Karl's words: the capable should do more!
Anyway, as a qualified hands-off manager, he would never personally deal with such trivial matters.

That's right, working is impossible, I'll never work in my life...

"Yes, I understand." After consulting with his superiors, Logan quickly hung up the phone and said to Gwen and the other two, "Consider yourselves lucky, your request has been approved..."

Then, he turned to look at the teleportation gun in Polaris's hand, "If you know the exact coordinates of the target location, perhaps Lorna can take us directly there!"

Gwen's eyes lit up instantly upon hearing this, filled with surprise like stars suddenly illuminated in the night sky. She never expected that the people from the [Subspace Group] would be so easy to talk to, so she quickly said to Peter Parker:
"Peter!" As she turned, her blonde hair arced through the air, her voice brimming with barely concealed excitement. "Could you pinpoint the exact coordinates from Uncle Frank's phone call just now?"

“This shouldn’t be a big problem.” Peter Parker immediately rushed to the computer and started typing furiously on the keyboard.

"It's done."

Three minutes later, Peter Parker snapped his fingers triumphantly and rattled off a series of coordinates: "Latitude XX°XX', Longitude XX°XX', with an error of no more than 1 meter."

"Leave the rest to me!"

[Polaris] picked up the [Teleportation Gun], her slender fingers lightly tapping the touchscreen display. After inputting the coordinates, she smiled and looked at Gwen and the others, saying:

"Don't blink, keep your eyes wide open and watch closely, the moment of witnessing a miracle is about to begin!"

With that, her fair fingers gently pulled the trigger, and a deep blue energy bullet shot out from the muzzle. The energy bullet traced a spiral trajectory in the air, and the air rippled like water wherever it passed.

Then, a deep blue portal appeared out of thin air less than two meters away from the North Star.

"Wow, this defies the laws of physics... no, I mean, this is a miracle!!"

Peter Parker and Harry Osborn were immediately awestruck, but Gwen couldn't help but remind them, "Hey, now's not the time to talk about this..."

“Peter, one of you and Harry must stay here to continue making the signal transmitter so as not to delay the progress. After all, time waits for no one.”

"Let Harry stay!!"

"Let Peter stay!!"

Peter Parker and Harry Osborn pointed at each other almost simultaneously, their movements so synchronized it was as if they had rehearsed it.

But in the end, the former was the winner.

Peter Parker leaned close to Harry Osborn's ear and whispered, "Brother, I'm really worried about Gwen going to such a dangerous place alone. Someone needs to keep an eye on her back, so... you know what to do, right?"

Harry Osborn shook his head vigorously and replied in a low voice, "No, Peter, you can pick up girls anytime you want, but my idol, Wolverine, isn't someone I can see every day, so this time, brother, I'm absolutely not backing down!"

Just as the two were arguing, Logan, who had already stepped into the portal, pointed to the portal's edge, where the light patterns were beginning to flicker, and urged them somewhat impatiently:
"Hey, if you want to chat, stay in the kindergarten. I'm telling you, you'd better hurry up, or the portal is about to close!"

"I'm coming……"

Upon seeing this, Peter Parker immediately transformed into his lizard-man form, green scales instantly covering his entire body. His tail snapped around Harry Osborn's waist, shoving the bewildered Osborn into a chair. Then, as he ran, he said:
"I'm sorry, Harry, there's no time left. Besides, it would be dangerous for an ordinary person like you to go there. So, let's make the signal transmitting device here!"

"He——"

Harry Osborn, regaining his senses, wanted to say something, but the portal on the other side had already closed. Now, in the empty laboratory, only the hum of the cooling fans responded to him.

He kicked the workbench hard, and the test tube racks stacked on it shook dangerously.

"Hmph, Peter, just you wait..."

Harry Osborn, looking in the direction where Peter Parker and the others had disappeared, said angrily, "Osborn boys never need to be protected."

"As long as the Osborn Corporation's latest 'performance enhancer,' based on improved lizard serum, takes effect, it won't be long before I become a superhero like you and Gwen!!"

A longing gleamed in Harry Osborn's eyes. He stroked his chin, adopting a thoughtful expression, and murmured to himself:

"But... what cool nickname should I give myself?"

"Lizard Warrior?"

"No, no, this is too low-class, and it's easy to confuse it with Peter. I need to think of another one..."

(End of this chapter)