The Wittrum of the Marvel Universe

"no!"

Leon decisively refused.

To put it bluntly, Emperor Mark could be considered an ancestor on a planet inhabited entirely by people from his homeland.

Compound 5 is nothing but shit compared to the bloodline of Wittrum.

Leon would only consider using Compound V to create a laser eye or the ability to pass through walls if he had an excess of justice points.

After putting away Compound V, Leon walked out of the alley. "Hey, Hughie, don't forget to watch the news tonight. Walter's PR department should be announcing the cause of your girlfriend's death."

Leon boarded the arriving bus because he would be late for school if he didn't hurry.

Meanwhile, the locomotive was speeding through the city chasing the fugitive, but the scene of being threatened kept replaying in his mind, making him extremely uncomfortable and angry.

Perhaps he should investigate that kid's background properly.

If he's the son of the All-Powerful Hero, that's fine, but if not, he wouldn't mind silencing a dead man forever.

This is what happens when you threaten him with a locomotive!

call out--

Suddenly, the train, which was the fastest, was rapidly approached by an even faster figure, which left a white line in the sky like the tail of an airplane.

The locomotive turned around and stared at the figure, its mouth agape in disbelief.

This is already his fastest speed, how could anyone be faster than him!

And there are so many!

If the locomotive wasn't a speedster, it wouldn't even have been able to react in time; in the blink of an eye, the white line had already blocked its path.

"Oh my god!"

The locomotive was startled and slammed on the brakes; it didn't want to experience what it would feel like to crash into it.

If two superhumans collide, they might explode into a bloody pulp, just like that woman from before.

Just as the locomotive was about to crash into that figure because it couldn't brake in time.

The figure reached out, and his large hand gripped the locomotive like an iron hoop, as if he were squeezing a black chicken.

The astonishing force emanating from his fingertips, coupled with the lightning-fast speed of his attack that he himself couldn't even see, caused Locomotive's pupils to dizzy. The profanities and resentment that were on the tip of his tongue were instantly swallowed back.

Only then did he see the figure clearly in front of him.

Chapter 12 Lesson

Possessing the same flying ability as the people of their motherland, they float in mid-air, their white and gray combat suits outlining their exaggerated muscles, unlike the combat suits of these superheroes, which exude a low-key and luxurious feel.

The man's right eye had been replaced by a mechanical eye, and he had a small mustache. He was staring at him expressionlessly.

The locomotive felt his hand being pinched and immediately cried out in pain. He softened and said, "Oh, brother, I'm the locomotive of the Vought Seven. I don't think I've offended you in any way, have I?"

“If there is any, I am deeply sorry, and Water Corporation will compensate you,” the locomotive said with difficulty.

Damn it, when did such a powerful superhero appear on Earth? And who knows what I did to offend him?

Oh no, oh no!

"Who gave you the audacity to threaten the sole heir of the Witrum Empire?"

"what?"

Before the locomotive could react, the hand gripping its throat gradually tightened, slowly lifting the locomotive off the ground.

"I...I can't breathe!!!"

The locomotive slammed into that large hand with all its might. The hands moved as fast as a blur, yet it was as if he were facing an unshakeable mountain. He gradually lost his breath, his face turned purple, and his legs twitched painfully as he struggled violently.

Just moments before the locomotive was about to suffocate, General Craig tossed it to the ground like trash.

"Remember, you only have this one chance." With those words left out, General Craig broke through the sonic boom and disappeared into the sky at an altitude of ten thousand meters.

The locomotive was left with a man panting heavily like a fish that had just nearly drowned, with dark handprints on his throat where he had been choked, and his eyes filled with fear.

"Just who is that brat!?"

He swore that no matter who that kid was, he would never go near him again!

He never wanted to experience that near-death feeling again.

Leon walked into the classroom.

Gwen stood with her hands in her pockets, chewing bubble gum with a cool demeanor.

Peter the Spider was fiddling with his latest handicraft at his seat.

Thompson gave Leon a provocative look.

Harry, the Green Goblin, chuckled, surrounded by a group of girls.

Kitty the cat is opening her chest and burying her head inside, seemingly talking to something inside.

Look at this! If you didn't know better, you'd think it was Hackam Hospital.

Everyone in there is incredibly talented.

New York City is known for its simple and honest people, and Midtown High School is home to many talented individuals.

"Hey Leon, you're here!"

Noticing Leon's arrival, Katie pulled her head off her chest and greeted him warmly.

Leon glanced over casually, 'Hmm? Why are some of these breasts different sizes?'

On one side was a small room, filled with whispers and laughter.

Katie laughed enthusiastically, "Leon, would you like to see it too?"

"This...isn't this a bad idea?" Leon hesitated.

"What's wrong with it? Just don't tell anyone else!"

Leon noticed that Gwen and the surrounding female classmates were all drawn to Katie's outrageous words.

Katie herself appeared quite unperturbed.

Although he longed to receive nature's bounty, he simply couldn't bring himself to do it in public.

Or... just one glance?

Leon peered through Katie's pulled-back collar and saw a tight-fitting tank top, and... a small purple dragon? ???

Katie's chest was uneven, and her earlier mutterings—were they all directed at the little dragon?!

Wait a minute, where did this dragon come from? Why did Katie bring a dragon to school with her?!

"Shh!" Katie pulled up her collar and playfully made a shushing gesture at Leon. "Its name is Lockheed, don't tell anyone else~"

"Hey, what a weirdo! This transfer student actually named her own breasts!"

"Trying to seduce Leon, you little bitch!"

The girls in the class who were surrounding Harry Potter whispered among themselves, some mocking and some laughing.

Girls facing this kind of American-style bullying are generally quite helpless.

But to the genius girl Katie, the other girls in her class were no different from paramecia in her eyes.

"Cool~ What can it do? Can it breathe fire?"

Leon sat in his seat and began to chat quietly with Katie at the table in front of him.

“Of course,” Katie said proudly.

"It's my companion from outer space, an alien dragon; oh~ I almost forgot you've never been to outer space, sorry."

Leon's expression was slightly strange. Was it possible that the person sitting in front of him was not just an alien Vitrum, but also the only crown prince of the 5 million Vitrum Empire?

Seeing Gwen looking at them curiously, the two decisively ended the conversation.

Gwen turned her head, revealing a delicate face beneath her short, golden hair. Her slightly chubby cheeks and bright eyes gave her a charmingly naive yet cool and aloof look.

She flicked her finger, sending a piece of bubble gum from her desk onto Leon's desk, and sincerely invited, "Our school is organizing a trip to Osborn this weekend. Would you like to come?"

"I would be extremely willing, if I had the time."

“Then it’s settled~ I’ll bring the camera.” Gwen’s beautiful eyes lit up slightly.

"Alright, students, turn to page 57. Today we're going to talk about the Civil War."

"The American Civil War was a full-scale war between Northern industrial capital and Southern slave owners in opposition to slavery."

"But few people know that the strongest force under the Southern slave owners was composed of black men; they were loyal to the enemy and always charged ahead in every war."

"Some black slaves, after being captured by the Northern Liberation Army, preferred to be hanged alive rather than regain their freedom."

"This is because they grew up on plantations in the South and were brainwashed by their masters for over a decade. They believe that all white people in the North are demonized and that their information channels are firmly controlled by their slave owners. They believe this to be true and are willing to work for their slave owners."

"So, students, what have you learned from this lesson?"

Thompson was the first to raise his hand, laughing loudly, "If you ask me, those black people are just stupid. They get easily fooled and brainwashed. If you ask me, if they don't have access to real information, don't they just call and ask?"

The teacher said with a dark face, "Thompson, there were no telephones back then."

"Hahahaha~"

A burst of laughter erupted from the scene. The man's face flushed red, and he glared angrily at everyone, shouting, "Laugh! Laugh at your grandpa! Let's see who dares to laugh!"

Leon's lips twitched slightly; he really hadn't expected Thompson, such a clever man, to say something like "Why don't they eat meat porridge?"

Chapter 13 A Plea for Help from Constantine

"Alright, does anyone else have a different answer?" The teacher quelled the commotion in the classroom.

Peter Parker adjusted his glasses and shyly raised his hand. "Teacher, I believe that even if there is only one voice in the world, slaves should not completely believe it. They should be exposed to different voices in order to develop their own judgment."

"Because things are always told from different people with strong biases and subjectivity, only by constantly understanding oneself can one discover the real world."

"Well said, Parker~ I'll give you two extra credits," the teacher said with satisfaction.

Are there any other differing opinions?

"..."

Time passed, and suddenly the gatekeeper knocked on the door. "Is Leon in this class? Someone outside is looking for you."

All eyes in the room immediately turned to Leon.

Leon stood up. "I'll go out for a bit, teacher."

"Oh dear~ Teacher, I suddenly need to use the restroom, so I went out too."

Katie stood up immediately and winked at Leon discreetly.

Leon ignored Katie and wondered who would come to the school to find him.

Parents are absolutely impossible.

He had no other relatives on Earth.

Friends? His friends are all at school.

The person who came to see Leon was unexpected.

It was the same driver who took him for a speeding ride last time?!

"You two know each other, right? Okay, I'll head out now."

After confirming that the driver wasn't some thug looking for trouble, the security guard left the room to give them some alone time.

"How did you know I was studying here? Did you investigate me?" Leon said, dissatisfied.

"Uh... no, actually I accidentally saw your student ID last time." The driver scratched his head awkwardly. "Actually, I wanted you to contact your father, the All-Round Hero."

"You know, someone as insignificant as me has absolutely no chance of getting close to someone as powerful as the All-Round Hero."

"Why are you looking for my father?"

"Um...it's complicated, but it's like this..."

The driver organized his thoughts and began to recount the story in detail.