Marvel: The Greatest Hero Era

Now he needs to settle some old scores, because he knows what caused this whole thing and why he came into this world.

He leaned Riven against the Challenger's passenger seat and fastened her seatbelt.

"What's wrong with this older sister? Is she about to die?" Little Tyson asked curiously.

That outspoken little Tyson, sigh.

“Shut up. All you need to know is that this is my beloved, the most important person in my life, and she must live.”

"When you become the world boxing champion, you must do everything in your power to protect her, do you agree?"

"No excuses."

"Thanos, you just wait. This time I will not hold back and will not give you any chance of survival. You just wait," Zhao Chen said fiercely.

Afterwards, Zhao Chen drove to the Kingdom of Humans and Demons.

A few hours later, Zhao Chen arrived at the tribe he had visited before. He hadn't wanted to come here because he knew very well what kind of people lived in the town. But Riven needed medical care, and it was urgent.

Zhao Chen held Riven in his arms and slowly walked towards the tribe's medical center.

A crowd gathered around. Many of these people had minor injuries, while others were missing limbs. It was clear that the town had just been looted.

"Tell me, what happened here?" Zhao Chen asked as he carried Riven.

"Yes, it's the king's army. They've found this place, and they're looking for you. We don't know where you went."

"As a result, they accused us of harboring criminals, which made us pay a heavy price."

"Isn't that your beloved king? He wouldn't treat you like that, would he?" Zhao Chen said sarcastically.

"He protected us, so perhaps this sacrifice is what we should do."

"Long live the King! Long live the King!" the people began to cheer.

Zhao Chen remained silent; he simply shook his head.

He walked to the entrance of the medical center.

Above them was a sign that read "Zhi Gao's Medical Skills".

Zhao Chen didn't care about that and continued walking inside. The doctor sitting inside was an old man.

"Save her," Zhao Chen said desperately, then looked at the unconscious Riven.

"It looks like she's seriously injured; this could cost a fortune." The old man's greedy expression and shifty eyes scanned her up and down.

"I'll pay whatever it takes. Let's get her treated right away."

"Well, you may not understand our customs here, and besides, you are a wanted criminal, the king is after you."

"You should thank me for not reporting you."

"By the way, our rule here is that you have to pay a deposit before you can see a doctor, otherwise there's no point in talking." The old man stood up, turned around and walked into the clinic, looking like he was saying, "Take it or leave it."

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"So? Have you figured it out yet?"

Suddenly the ground shook violently, just like an 8-magnitude earthquake.

“You should treat her immediately and do your best to cure her.”

"If you recover, I can give you everything I have, not just a little money."

"But if you can't be cured, I'll exterminate your entire family." Zhao Chen's eyes turned completely black, lightning flashed around his body, and his enormous voice shook people's souls.

"Okay, okay, put this lady on that bed and I'll start treating her right away." The old man gripped the pillar of the clinic tightly with both hands, filled with fear, and stammered as he pointed to a bed in a room inside the clinic.

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"Riven, you will get better. If you don't wake up, after I avenge you, I will go to that world to find you." Zhao Chen placed his hand on Riven's face.

"Alright, alright, Zhao Chen, step aside, I'll take care of this."

Zhao Chen walked outside, leaned against the wall next to the door, and watched the entire treatment process intently.

Although Zhao Chen still has many things to do urgently, he does not plan to leave at the moment. He will stay here and watch over Riven until she recovers.

This time, he will stay here and guard it.

Seeing Zhao Chen's expression, Little Tyson was also very nervous. He didn't dare to say a word. He had never seen his older brother Zhao Chen so angry and sad.

Several tens of minutes passed. Zhao Chen didn't know what the old man was doing, but he didn't dare to go over and ask. He needed this old doctor, whose medical skills he didn't know, to treat Riven in the best environment and in the quietest state. Riven was still unconscious.

Just then, Zhao Chen felt someone pat his back. Because Zhao Chen's attention was completely focused, he didn't have any other precautions.

This strike caused the neurasthenic Zhao Chen to be covered in lightning, and he swung Ghost Fang backward with his right hand.

Just as he was about to strike the person behind him on the neck, he quickly stopped the knife.

Little Tyson's eyes were wide open; he was completely terrified. He was trembling uncontrollably, and the steamed buns he had prepared for Zhao Chen fell to the ground.

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Zhao Chen was filled with shame. Little Tyson had no money. This future world boxing champion was thin and malnourished, yet he left the food for Zhao Chen while he himself was starving.

"I'm sorry." Zhao Chen dropped Gui Ya and hugged Little Tyson.

After a long while, Tyson Jr. returned to normal.

Zhao Chen bent down and picked up the buns that had spilled all over the ground. He walked to the sink and washed each bun clean.

"You eat it," Zhao Chen said, affectionately patting Tyson's head.

"No, this is for my older brother."

"If you don't eat, you won't develop properly and won't become strong. How will you become a world boxing champion in the future?"

"...I'm not eating it." Little Tyson tilted his head to one side and pouted.

Zhao Chen only realized from the side that this dark-skinned kid was quite handsome. Perhaps his looks weren't outstanding, but he had a great presence and was very cool.

Zhao Chen, nicknamed "930," picked up a steamed bun and took a few bites.

"I'm full, you can eat the rest."

Little Tyson picked up the bottle and started munching on it. In fact, he knew very well that Zhao Chen was just pretending, and that the older brother he admired hadn't actually eaten his fill.

However, to avoid upsetting Zhao Chen, he ate heartily.

Mike Tyson Jr. is a socially awkward person who lost his parents at a young age and lived like a beggar, but this did not change his intelligence and kind heart.

Since Zhao Chen appeared, Tyson had a feeling, a very subtle feeling.

He pondered this feeling, and then seemed to understand something.

Is this what fatherly love is?

But if you consider Zhao Chen as your father, wouldn't that father be a little too young?

"Sigh, never mind all that, let's eat the buns first." Little Tyson pondered his relationship with Zhao Chen, then continued eating.

Just then, the old man pried open Riven's mouth and poured a bowl of medicine down her throat.

He then stood up and walked outside.

"How is she now?" Zhao Chen asked anxiously.

"Sigh, it's all up to fate, how strong her will to survive is, or how lucky she is. The rest is beyond my control."

"If I fail, you can do whatever you want with me, I'm almost like the man in the picture anyway. I just beg you to spare my family, I really tried my best this time," the old man said, shaking his head.

“If you truly do your best to save him, I won’t blame you no matter what happens, as long as you’re not blinded by that dirty money.”

In every world, what do people spend their entire lives for? It's money.

To live a life of mediocrity, to earn little money, and to lose one's soul—isn't that a tragic life?

Zhao Chen knew he wasn't that kind of person. He could have become incredibly wealthy at any time, but he chose his own way of life. He donated almost all of his money to poor people who needed it.

Zhao Chen slowly walked to the window, looking at the pitiful Riven, while Tyson Jr. followed him over.

Riven's pale, bloodless face looked like a corpse.

Her purplish lips were extremely dry.

The clothes torn by the bastards of the desert empire revealed skin as bloodless as their faces, covered in bruises.

Zhao Chen looked at Riven, whose body was wrapped in bandages, and felt extremely heartbroken.

"You must pull through, we still have a long way to go."

"Moreover, we now have another value in being alive."

“Look, this is the outstanding child who needs our help to grow. He is the most outstanding and kindest child I have ever met.” Zhao Chen said, taking Tyson’s hand and leading him to Riven’s side.

"Sister, you must get better. Maybe you can be my dad and mom? I envy other people's children who have their own parents."

"My mom and dad don't want me anymore. I really want to meet you right away, so please wake up, big sister."

"Perhaps one day when I become the world boxing champion, I will be able to protect the people around me, protect the older brothers and sisters, even if you don't need my protection at all."

Riven was still unconscious, but tears slowly streamed down her face. Perhaps these were tears of happiness, even if she didn't make it through this time.

Every day was the same routine: the old man would go over to check if Riven was still breathing, then administer the medicine, then change the gauze, while Zhao Chen and Tyson would just stand there, staring intently at Riven.