The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 112 After the War
"Puba didn't lie." Putty testified.

"If he uses his ability, we will be doomed first, not to mention others."

"Then you should get some rest." Fury noticed that the noise outside the table had died down a lot. He stuck his head out and saw that the battle was indeed over. The ground was covered with scattered armor debris.

"This is pretty much like my nightmare," Tony muttered.

Tony has been having nightmares recently. In his nightmares, his battle suits are scattered on the ground, and the Avengers, the Celestial Beings, and the people he cares about are all lying on the ground.

The scene before him was surprisingly similar to his nightmare, except that only his battle suit was scattered on the ground, and none of his teammates came down. Instead, it was his teammates who destroyed his battle suit themselves.

"Huh~" Natasha let out a breath and felt that the pressure was relieved a lot.

"Don't let up, everyone!" Fury shouted. "We still have a lot of work to do."

Natasha looked at the mess on the ground and felt the pressure rising again.

----split line----

Wanda was now very confused. She saw a scene she had never seen before. It was a little girl, and the little girl was smiling just a second ago.

The next second, the girl fell in a pool of blood. Her big eyes, which should have been bright, were now filled with death and resentment, as if she was blaming the world or someone.

Wanda really felt the pain, the pain from someone.

Suddenly, Wanda seemed to smell a fragrance, the pain disappeared, the fragrance swept away the nightmare, and then she had the most beautiful dream.

In the dream, she was with her family, her father and mother, as if they had never died. The whole family sat together and enjoyed dinner happily.

"Huh!" Wanda suddenly opened her eyes because she smelled a pungent smell again, which pulled her back from her sweet dream.

As soon as she opened her eyes, Wanda realized that she was lying on the bed. When she looked to the side, she saw not a nurse, but a sturdy humanoid creature in a white uniform.

"It seems you are awake. Can you see clearly what time it is?" Puba stretched out a finger.

"Uh, one." Wanda was stunned for a moment and answered subconsciously.

"Okay, it seems you are fine." Puba nodded with satisfaction.

"Then I'm going to go see someone else."

"Are you the doctor of Avengers Tower?" Wanda looked at Puffball in surprise.

"No, I'm not. I'm just making a guest appearance. I don't even have the relevant documents." Puba shrugged.

"But don't worry, what I'm best at is killing and saving people, as long as I'm not mistaken."

"What if you're wrong?" Wanda asked curiously.

"You don't want to know." Puba lowered his voice and looked at Wanda with a gloomy face. With the gas churning in his stomach, he looked like a villain in a superhero comic.

This is not a lie, Puba's body is a walking chemical laboratory, he can create any compound in his body.

Whether it is addictive drugs, therapeutic medicines, deadly poisons, or even various gases that do not exist in reality, Puba can produce them one by one.

For example, when he woke up Wanda just now, he first mixed a calming gas to calm Wanda, who looked painful, and then used an irritating gas to wake her up.

Poof might not be the strongest alien hero, but he's definitely the most terrifying. He's practically the natural enemy of all living things. Destroying cities and nations is easy for him, and he can make creatures die in the most painful way possible. Wanda's mouth opened slightly as she stared at Poof in a daze.

Puba chuckled, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "I was joking. If you want me to make a mistake, you have to wait until I'm old and lose my teeth, even though I don't have any teeth anyway."

Wanda looked at Puba who was laughing heartily with a frown on her face, and helplessly laughed twice in cooperation. After all, she still had some questions to ask Puba.

"Sir, have you seen a boy with silver-gray hair? He is about the same age as me." Wanda looked at Puba hopefully.

In fact, Wanda wanted to ask as early as when she woke up and didn't see Pietro, but she was always interrupted by Pooh, so she finally had the chance to ask.

"Are you talking about the boy who was lying in the elevator with you?" Puba scratched his head.

"That's right! It's him! He is my brother." Wanda nodded.

"He's right next door." Puba pointed to the wall behind him. "There are quite a few injured people. Men and women are treated separately, physically. After all, there are differences between men and women."

Only then did Wanda notice the other patients in the room. The strange dream, the fact that she had been led around by Puff after waking up, and finally her worry about Pietro, had caused her to forget to pay attention to her surroundings.

"So how is he?" Wanda asked anxiously.

"He's fine," Puba reassured Wanda. "Just like you, he's fine, but he won't wake up. The doctors can't do anything, so I volunteered to come here."

"You woke me up." Wanda thought of the strange dream again. "Can you go and help my brother?"

"That's why I came here." Puba nodded, then stood up and prepared to go next door to treat Pietro.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet." Puba turned his head to look at Wanda. He had always felt that Wanda looked familiar.

"My name is Wanda, and my brother's name is Pietro." Wanda said her own and her brother's names.

"Oh, I understand." There was a strange flash in Puba's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

Wanda, the famous Scarlet Witch, and the one next door is Quicksilver. Although Yang Le was surprised, he was not scared, and he would not act like an idiot. It was just that due to Wanda's telepathic ability, Yang Le was already frantically memorizing chemistry knowledge in his mind.

"That's it for now. I'm going to go check on your brother's condition." Yang Le waved his hand and walked out of the ward.

"Telepathy is indeed a problem." Yang Le silently pondered a solution in his mind.

Just like Baohu can be controlled by Miaomiao Chen, Xiaopobiao has no protection against mental attacks.

The simplest method Yang Le could think of was Magneto's helmet, but he didn't know what material Magneto's helmet was made of.

Then he can only focus on his alien hero, and he needs to go back and think about it carefully.

Not to mention Yang Le, Tony was also in a state of panic at this time.

Not to mention the Avengers Tower, which was in tatters shortly after it was built, just the pile of battle suits was enough to make him feel distressed for a long time. Of course, what he felt distressed about was not the money, but the time he wasted.

The most important thing is his relative, Jarvis.

Tony looked at the broken Jarvis in front of him with a complicated expression, unable to say a word.

(End of this chapter)