The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 557 Contact Base
"Don't we really need to go out and take a look?"

In the dormitory area of ​​the Tiangong Association's underwater base, Steve looked worried. Obviously, no matter how good the sound insulation of the plumbers' dormitory was, the ping-pong sounds of fighting coming from outside would not fail to alarm them.

"Don't worry, Captain," Puba reassured Steve and the others. "Martian Manhunter is one of our Tian Gong's trump cards. He can handle even a massive army by himself."

As soon as he finished speaking, there were three slight knocks on the dormitory door. The Avengers immediately became alert, but Puba remained relaxed. He knew that the person on the other side of the door must be his clone, because this was the secret signal they had agreed upon through their sight.

As for whether it was an enemy in disguise, Puba had never thought about this possibility. There was no super villain in the movie universe who could get rid of the Martian Hunter without anyone noticing.

"It's me." A firm and steady voice came from outside the door. It was the voice of Yang Le after he turned into a Martian.

"It's him." Mr. Puba turned around and calmed Steve and the others, then shouted to himself outside the door.

"come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, Steve and others who were wondering why Puba didn't open the dormitory door suddenly saw a green bald head coming out from the tightly closed metal door.

"Let me introduce you guys." Puba gestured to his alter ego beside him. "This is one of our Tian Gong's ace players, codenamed Martian Manhunter."

"Hello everyone." Martian Hunter nodded. If you ignore the head dripping with blood in one hand and the battle blade in the other hand, even though his appearance is so special, many people will probably think that he is a person with a good character.

"This is... the head of General Corvus Glaive!?" Falcon Sam, who had just woken up, looked at the head in the Martian Manhunter's hand in surprise. Even the Martian Manhunter's peculiar appearance seemed insignificant at this moment.

"It's more than that." Natasha's body trembled slightly. Although she tried hard to suppress her emotions, everyone could see that she was not as calm as she looked.

"That glaive is also General Corvus Glaive's weapon."

"This is the strongest of the invaders." Martian Manhunter slowly floated in front of the group. "I thought he was an enemy general, so I captured him, read his entire mind, and killed him."

"Please forgive my presumptuous behavior. I know he has a deep hatred for you, but in order to prevent him from having any further plans, I have no choice but to do it for him."

"That's not necessary, Mr. Martian Manhunter." Steve looked at the head and the sword in front of him with emotion. The enemy whom he had dreamed of killing in the past was now really dying in front of him. Multiple emotions hit Steve's brain at once.

There was the joy of revenge, the regret of not being able to kill the enemy personally, and the even stronger determination. These emotions eventually turned into determination for the future, and Steve felt as if his whole body had lightened.

“Thank you very much for the help you provided to us.”

That confident smile once again appeared on Steve's lips, as if the former Captain America had returned.

"Wanda and Suri will definitely like this gift." Sam patted his chest, his joy almost overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

Who knew that as soon as he said this, Natasha next to him froze, and then said awkwardly: "That's not necessarily true..."

"Why do you say that, Natasha?" Steve turned around in confusion. "Why would Wanda and Shuri be unhappy about helping Vision get revenge?"

Yang Le's eyes flickered. From the fragments he'd heard, he'd learned that Wanda and Vision were still together in the Cinematic Universe, and it was Corvus Glaive who had broken them up. "Suri might be happy, but Wanda's always been obsessed with avenging Vision herself," Natasha sighed. "Although she's a little terrified of going to war, the mention of Corvus Glaive transforms her into a completely different person, becoming quite unstable."

Yang Le suddenly realized that it was a mental disorder unique to mages and psychics. This thing is not uncommon, and Martian Hunter can cure it.

"Let's not talk about things that might not happen," Clint waved his hand. "This is good news. Don't let this spoil the fun. We have to tell everyone in the shelter about this."

"That's right!" Sam said excitedly. "It's been a while since we've had such good news. Last Christmas everyone was so dull."

"A proper party can lift people's spirits." Steve also smiled. "This is indeed good news that needs to be celebrated, no matter how shabby it is."

Steve didn't mention the matter of transporting supplies at this time. When the owner was not around, they could still move some supplies for survival, but now that the owner is back, they can't do anything rash.

He planned to find an opportunity to talk to Puba again and see if he could borrow some supplies.

Who knew that Puba seemed to see through his embarrassment. He patted Steve's shoulder gently and said, "I can see that you are in a difficult situation. I will give you this base."

There is a reason why Yang Le is so generous. This base was originally built to steal various technologies for easy research. Giving it to Steve and the others now can be regarded as paying tuition.

Besides, he might not need this place in the future, so he might as well make the best use of it. Yang Le is not a stingy person, so naturally he doesn't feel reluctant to give it up.

"This..." Steve's eyes lit up for a moment, then dimmed again. "Thank you for your generosity, but this place has become unsuitable for a base. We're already satisfied with just some supplies."

"Who said we have to stay here?" Puba laughed, then pointed at the Martian Hunter beside him in the puzzled eyes of Steve and others.

"Ace will find a way to fix it."

Martian Manhunter didn't refuse. He just nodded and said, "Leave it to me. You just need to contact the rest of your companions to confirm the meeting place."

Looking at the mysterious expressions on Puffball and Martian Hunter's faces, Steve was confused but still pressed the communication device to contact his companions in the shelter.

...

"Dudu! Dudu!"

The sudden sound woke up the man lying on the table. The man jumped up, and his long hair and beard covered his face.

Even if you call someone who is familiar with men, they probably won't be able to recognize who he is unless they look at the faint light shining through his shirt from his chest.

The man wiped his face, forced himself to be alert, then hurriedly grabbed the communicator beside him and pressed the call button.

"This is Stark."

(End of this chapter)