Marvel: The Greatest Hero Era

"Beat him up, how dare he disrespect the king."

"Yes, kill him."

A group of people rushed up and pinned the little boy to the ground, punching and kicking him.

"Enough!" Zhao Chen roared like a lion.

The crowd was so shocked that some covered their ears with their hands, while others fainted.

Zhao Chen stepped forward and helped the dirty little boy up with both hands.

"What's your name?"

"Big brother, my name is Tyson, and my dream is to become the world boxing champion."

This child is not quite right in the head, although he is very intelligent and can see the value of human life.

But I only asked him what his name was (chdb), Zhao Chen thought to himself.

In that instant, the entire ground suddenly began to shake.

This doesn't look like an earthquake.

"Ah, everyone, hide quickly, quick!"

"The king's army is approaching! Hide quickly!"

Apart from the person who had fainted on the ground, everyone else ran away with their heads in their hands, hiding here and there, which was extremely ridiculous.

"Is this their beloved king?"

"Let's hurry up and go." Zhao Chen grabbed Tyson's hand and shoved him through the window into the passenger seat, moving so fast it was like a human trafficker committing a crime.

Zhao Chen then went into the steamed bun shop, took two cans of gasoline, and threw them into the trunk of the Challenger.

The tribe's gates were wide open, as they had been used to welcome Zhao Chen.

Because of the panic, I didn't have time to turn it off.

Zhao Chen drove out of the tribe with Little Tyson, speeding towards the lush green forest in the distance.

Zhao Chen is not the same as before; he needs a hiding place for the time being.

Some people care too much about saving face and have no taste, but they are extremely vain.

Even after switching to a Rolls-Royce and a Maybach several times, they still couldn't keep up with Zhao Chen's Dodge Challenger Devil speed.

Unbeknownst to them, the pursuers had been shaken off once again.

It seemed that these pursuits hadn't posed even the slightest threat to Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen had had enough of stupid humans.

He drove Tyson Jr. into the forest and took the challenger into a cave.

Then they lifted several huge rocks, each weighing several hundred kilograms, and used them to block the entrance to the cave.

They then walked into the depths of the forest with Mike Tyson.

"Where are your parents?"

"My mother is a prostitute. I don't know who my father is, but he's definitely not a good person."

"Poor baby."

The two arrived at a basin surrounded by mountains.

"Let's spend the night here."

Zhao Chen searched around and found some charcoal. He placed it in a cave on the mountain wall of the basin, found two flints, and lit the charcoal.

The two sat with their knees bent.

Without saying a word, they simply watched the campfire quietly, warming themselves.

The nights on this continent in this world are really quite cold, with a significant temperature difference compared to the daytime.

It was obvious that both of them had their own worries. They remained seated without saying a word, yet they were restless.

"Tyson, what's wrong? Let's find something to talk about."

Tyson remained silent.

"What kind of pressure are you under? Tell me about it."

"Waaah, boohoo," Little Tyson suddenly burst into tears, making strange crying sounds.

"Little brother, don't cry. Tell me what's causing your stress. Maybe your big brother can help you solve it?" After losing Riven, Zhao Chen became despondent and, due to his inferiority complex, he rediscovered his protective instincts. He hoped to protect the child who had silently supported him.

"Waaah, big brother, do you... do you know boxing? Waaah!" Tyson said, bursting into tears.

"Of course I can! I'm the best boxer in the world!" Zhao Chen comforted the child.

"Can you teach me? I want to become the world heavyweight champion." Tyson's eyes lit up, and he stopped crying.

"No problem, I'll be your boxing coach for free once I've finished dealing with my business."

“When I was a child, I was weak and sickly and was often bullied by my classmates. They even killed the pigeons I raised, but I couldn’t beat them.”

"I watched helplessly as they took my pigeons and made soup with them."

"Later I vowed to become a great boxer so that I could protect the people around me and my pigeons."

"…………………"

"……………………"

Zhao Chen rested his chin on his right hand, smiled, and listened quietly.

Listening to Mike Tyson's endless chatter.

Zhao Chen was deeply moved. He resolved to protect this poor child because he was a kind child who, at just over ten years old, already knew how to protect those around him.

"Tyson, how old are you? You seem very mature and sensible. You're only a teenager, but you have the mind of a 20-year-old."

"I'm only 8 years old."

"Holy crap, you look pretty mature, and you even have quite a beard."

"Big brother bullied me, waaaaaah."

"........."

"…………"

In the wilderness, in the dead of night, the sound of the wind mixed with the wailing of evil spirits sent chills down one's spine.

Then Tyson Jr. had already fallen asleep.

Little Tyson's thunderous snoring kept Zhao Chen awake.

Zhao Chen watched the child intently, like a guardian angel.

"I've never seen a kid snore so loudly," Zhao Chen shook his head.

Several hours passed, and a deep sleepiness overcame Tyson's loud snoring. Zhao Chen slowly closed his eyes, leaned against the cave wall, and drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 1064 World-Destroying Container

"Brother Zhao Chen, it's time to get up." Perhaps because Little Tyson was sleeping very well and had a good night's sleep, he woke up naturally.

Little Tyson had no idea how loud his snoring was.

Zhao Chen was jolted awake as if he had been attacked, and he sprang to his feet in a somersault.

"Who am I? What happened? Where am I?" He stood up abruptly, seemingly still half asleep.

"Big brother, are you alright? Did you lose your memory?" Little Tyson blinked his little eyes curiously, staring intently at Zhao Chen.

"I'm fine." After a while, Zhao Chen seemed to wake up.

"Sigh, I have something very important to do."

"I feel I don't have the power to defeat the desert kingdom, at least not right now. It would be quite difficult for me to fight against millions of people at once."

"Little Tyson, do you know of any ways in this world to temporarily increase your strength?"

"Uh, let me think, my brain isn't very sharp."

No, you are very smart.

"The people of the tribe all think I'm a fool."

“I remember now, countless powerful individuals from this world and other worlds have gone to a certain place in alliances before.”

"But later..."

"What happened next?"

"These people disappeared and never appeared again. Those who went to look for them never returned either."

"It is said that this world itself is composed of the resentment of countless souls, and these mad souls reside in a container in one of the most evil corners of this world."

“I even thought that if we found this container and destroyed it, the world would slowly collapse. I told this to many people, but no one believed me, and they even beat me up.”

Zhao Chen pondered for a moment.