Rampaging through American comics, people in my motherland don't eat beef.

"It must be this mosquito's doing." Gray casually caught the mosquito, tore off its wing, and spread it out in his palm for the two of them to see.

Jessica leaned her head closer, stared intently for a while, and then came to a dry conclusion: "It doesn't look like an ordinary mosquito."

Gwen frowned and nodded seriously: "You're right."

"?"

Gray stared at the two of them for a long time and was pretty sure that their brains were even less sharp than his own. Well, he could only ask for help from the sidelines.

"Hmm, I see, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Gray stroked his chin thoughtfully for a moment before explaining, "This is a mechanical mosquito carrying a biochemical virus."

"Then?"

"It's dangerous."

Gray crushed the mosquito, not wanting to continue the conversation.

He immediately turned his gaze to the girl with the ponytail, and his heart suddenly felt a sharp pain. Even after the girl with the ponytail turned into a zombie, her appearance was still around 70 points!

"We can talk about this later, saving lives is the priority!" With that, Gray swept the ponytail girl up in his arms, ignoring her desperate struggles, and started nibbling and biting her face. His eyes were resolute as he said, "You two stay away from me. I might already be infected with the virus, but that doesn't matter. As long as I can save her life, I'll die happy!"

Gwen's eyes flickered, and she couldn't help but feel a little touched.

It's hard to fake a person's eyes. Although Gray has a lot of flaws, his strengths are also obvious. At least his kindness deserves recognition.

Hearing this, Jessica's lips curled up slightly. Knowing Gray as she did, she figured he was probably enjoying himself.

Just as she expected, the girl with the ponytail was still alive and soft in her arms, which made the little devil in Gray's heart grin and chuckle mischievously.

"It seems something's happened outside too!"

The piercing sirens echoed through the city. Through the glass window of the coffee shop, Gwen saw that the once deserted streets had become unusually noisy, with people fleeing from buildings in panic, shouts rising and falling.

The tanker truck hasn't exploded yet, and hordes of zombies are still brewing, but the prelude to disaster has already begun.

Gwen's breathing became rapid. Although she had faced many dangers that most people could not imagine in her daily life, this apocalyptic scene still filled her with fear.

Jessica did the same, her lips trembling slightly, and she instinctively leaned closer to Gray, as if only by Gray's side could she find a sense of security.

Despite their superhuman abilities, Gwen and Jessica are still young girls at heart, so it's perfectly normal for them to be afraid.

"That's probably the charm of the multiverse. A single accident or a turning point can lead to completely different historical outcomes." Gray activated his super vision, looking around with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Because there were just too many interesting scenes.

For example, Spider-Gwen, who is standing next to him, is not facing supervillains like Green Goblin, but an endless stream of zombies. Such an absurd scene makes people want to shout with excitement.

"What can we do?"

Oh, and there's also Spider-Woman's best friend, a teenage version of Jessica Jones, who has a cunning personality but retains a girlish innocence, and is now being called the Punisher by some busybodies.

Gray suddenly realized that his reckless actions had seemingly created a rather interesting universe.

"Ultron isn't stupid, so what gave it the confidence to think it can defy me?"

"Doesn't it realize that its only purpose in existing is to act as a shield for me?"

"I was originally planning to let them roam freely, but now it seems I'll have to put them on a leash."

Gray was somewhat disappointed by Ultron's mindlessness. He had thought that robots would be a little smarter, but it turned out to be no different from ordinary villains. Once it gained a little power, it didn't know who it was anymore.

"The internet and communications are all down," Jessica said anxiously.

She wanted to call the Joneses to warn them to be careful, but in that short time, her cell phone signal suddenly dropped.

Not only that, the municipal network also malfunctioned, streetlights flashed erratically, emergency broadcasts emitted piercing noises, and in the direction of New York Airport, a passenger plane that was preparing to land suddenly turned around and crashed into a signal tower with a loud bang, flames shot into the sky, and metal debris flew everywhere.

The zombie virus spread extremely quickly, and with mechanical mosquitoes wreaking havoc everywhere, hundreds or even thousands of citizens died every minute.

Moreover, New York was not the only city to suffer from terrorist attacks; Chicago, Los Angeles, San Francisco, and almost the entire United States were plunged into a biohazard crisis.

When movies become reality, and when people are truly immersed in disaster, they can truly understand how desperate and terrifying those seemingly shocking scenes are for the people involved.

"Although I hate to admit it, there's nothing we can do. Faced with such a disaster, the power of an individual is too insignificant." Gwen's voice was full of helplessness.

If it were a villain wreaking havoc everywhere, she could still put on her Spider-Man suit and fight to the last moment. But faced with this overwhelming disaster, a deep sense of powerlessness made her unable to muster even a shred of fighting spirit.

"No, Gwen, you're wrong."

Seeing her dejected expression, Gray quickly handed the ponytail girl over to Jessica to take care of.

He then slowly stepped forward and embraced the disoriented Spider-Woman tightly, gently resting his chin on her head. In a deep and powerful voice, he comforted her, "Your strength has never been insignificant. Do you remember how you felt when you first put on your suit to save someone? That joy and satisfaction can give you endless strength. Remember it, and rediscover your original intention to become a hero."

He took a deep breath, cupped Gwen's face in his hands, and looked deeply into her eyes: "From the day we met, your strength and courage have deeply attracted me, so please don't underestimate yourself, okay? Because in my eyes, you are the lightning that can pierce the darkness, the spark that can bring hope to people in desperate situations."

Promise me you'll never give up. No matter what happens, no matter what difficulties we face, I'll stay by your side. You're not alone!

After saying that, it eagerly pecked downwards with its mouth.

He personally believes that Gwen desperately needs the power of love to recharge at this time.

Gwen tilted her head back in response, her tense body gradually relaxing. Looking into Grey's affectionate eyes, a firm will quietly ignited in her own.

Immediately afterwards, she grabbed Gray’s head with both hands and delivered a vicious headbutt, sending him flying three or four meters away.

With a loud bang, the coffee shop window shattered, scattering broken window frames and shards of glass all over the floor.

"Thank you, Uncle Gray. After listening to your utter nonsense, I don't know why, but I feel incredibly energized!"

Gwen rubbed her forehead in pain, gasping for breath, but the gloom on her face dissipated, revealing a relaxed smile.

This dramatic scene was witnessed by Iron Man, who rushed over to the scene.

He landed with a thud, his mask automatically opening, revealing a playful expression and a hint of schadenfreude on his face. He clicked his tongue in amazement: "The way young people date these days is truly incomprehensible, don't you think, Rhodes?"

"Are you sure this is love? Tony, I almost broke into a doting smile!" War Machine Rhodes followed closely behind, kicking up a cloud of dust as he landed. His eyes widened, his face etched with shock. "It felt like being completely engrossed in a romantic drama, and then suddenly it turned into an unrestricted fight. You can imagine how I felt?"

"Eat shit?" Tony couldn't help but laugh.

Rod said with a bitter face, "It's still a big one."