The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 175 Something is wrong
The three children Wolverine was talking about were Franklin, Valeria, and Yang Le.

That’s right, Yang Le is less than 20 years old. In the eyes of Logan, an old man who is almost 200 years old, he is just a child.

"Speaking of this, I have a question." Yang Le looked at Logan and asked in confusion.

"whats the matter?"

"Weren't you confused at the time? Why was Galactus fixed in human form?"

"Isn't that the characteristic of Galactus? He takes on different forms depending on who's observing him."

Logan felt strange. Everyone knew that Galactus was a Ditto. Could it be that Yang Le didn't even know this?
"But he was already dead at that time." Yang Le's gentle words caused a huge wave in Logan's heart.

"what do you mean……"

"It seems we have all been fooled."

Logan was about to speak when he was interrupted by a sudden voice. The two turned around and found that it was Mr. Fantastic Reed, who was standing behind them with his arms around Frankel.

"Hello, Mr. Yang Le." Li De extended his right hand.

"Thank you for helping our children."

"This is what I should do." Yang Le shook hands with Li De.

"Thank you so much." Susan also shook Yang Le's hand.

"You saved all of us." The stone man looked at Yang Le with gratitude, but because of his stone body, he did not rush forward.

"Words can hardly express how grateful we are," Jonathan said, winking behind his sister.

"If you have any difficulties, please feel free to ask."

"I will." Yang Le said with a smile.

After a few pleasantries, Mr. Magical Li De said with a serious expression.

"Let's wait for the small talk until later. We still have a lot of things to do, and we need to sort out the whole story of this incident."

The heroes gathered together all felt that what Li De said made sense. It was indeed gratifying that the crisis had been temporarily resolved, but there were obviously still many doubts and they could not let their guard down.

"We need a place that can accommodate a lot of people." As Reed spoke, his eyes unconsciously looked at Tony beside him.

"I know. I'll go prepare it." Tony closed his mask and apparently went to find a suitable place.

This place is not easy to find. After all, there are a lot of superheroes here, and ordinary places can't accommodate so many people.

"It seems that our billionaire will need some time to prepare." Reed said jokingly.

"Before that, everyone please go about your business. I believe you all have people you need to report to, so we need to prepare. I'll contact you when you're ready."

In fact, everyone had been eager to go home for a long time. If it weren't for the responsibilities on their shoulders, they would have left long ago. Now that they had Li De's arrangements, they were naturally happy about it and said goodbye one after another.

"Wait a minute." Franklin stopped everyone at this time.

"Because I'm afraid of causing panic, I've erased the memories of the general public. Please don't reveal this crisis to the general public."

I have to say that Franklin did a great job. It would be fine if those who died at the beginning of the apocalyptic crisis were treated as such, but if someone had lived in such an environment for a few years, he would definitely be affected, his mind would be distorted, and he would become an antisocial personality.

For example, those dead skulls who sacrificed their own kind to the zombies are the best examples. The rest cannot be elaborated on. In the absence of constraints, intelligent creatures are indeed the most unpredictable things in the world.

Mephisto glanced at the human world and felt that hell was not worth mentioning. Reed said nothing, but patted Franklin's shoulder, feeling a sense of pride.

He is worthy of being my son. This trick has saved me a lot of trouble.

If everyone recovers with their memories, then it is hard to say whether the order established by humans will be useful. Li De does not want to solve internal troubles when there are external threats.

The heroes expressed their understanding and left one after another. This time no one tried to stop them.

"Okay." Li De looked at his family members behind him.

"Mr. Stark will need to prepare for a while, so let's go home first."

Tony saw that Reed was acting like a hands-off boss and just shrugged his shoulders. In fact, he had already found a place to stay, but he would not stand out and act like a bad guy when everyone wanted to go back to the warmth. He was a despicable person, but not stupid.

Anyway, Li De said that he would be responsible for notifying everyone at that time. He had prepared the venue and it could be used at any time. His task had been completed, and the next step was Li De's responsibility.

Besides, he also needs to relax.

"Mr. Yang Le." Li De looked at Yang Le.

"I heard from Xiaofu that you are from another universe. I guess you don't have a place to stay in this universe. Why don't you come back with us?"

"Yeah," Susan said with a smile.

"That way we can thank you."

"Then I'll be honored to refuse." Yang Le agreed with a smile.

"Trust me, my friend." Jonathan put his arm around Yang Le's shoulders in a familiar manner.

"The Fantastic Four's residence isn't something everyone can visit, and it's definitely worth the trip."

"Although Jonathan is exaggerating, he is right this time." The stone man smiled foolishly.

"Hearing you say that, I'm even more looking forward to it." Yang Le said.

The Fantastic Four’s residence and base, the Barthel Building, is indeed a famous attraction in Marvel.

Yang Le has already been to Avengers Tower and Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, and now there are only a few of Marvel's famous hero team bases left.

As for the most famous unconscious person in the Ba Building, even if it was just to punch in, it was worth his agreement.

There is no need to worry about how Yang Le and his group of people will get back. Franklin chose Xavier Academy, the hometown of the X-Men, to resurrect everyone, so he just needs to ask them for help.

Look, Mysterio who is not far away is busy with this matter. Originally, the X-Men wanted to send everyone back by their own aircraft, but apart from those who can fly, there are still a large number of people who can leave by their own abilities.

The X-Men's flying vehicles are still not enough, so due to her limited ability, Miss Mysterio has no choice but to take on the responsibility of sending everyone back.

"Please line up in an orderly manner and avoid crowding." The siren on the side maintained order with her loud voice.

In fact, he didn't need to shout. Those in the queue were all heroes and knew each other. No one would cut in line, but quite a few people made room for them.

Some people who had no worries consciously gave way to those who had many ties. After all, they had no one to report their safety to, and they went home only because the meeting could not be held temporarily, and they were going back to kill time.

The mysterious guest, who was originally just a ruthless door-opening machine, waved happily after seeing Li De and his group.

"Hey! Xiaofu! Xiaowa!"

(End of this chapter)