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Chapter 206 The Fries Rush Begins (Part 2)

New Babylon.

A place where anything can happen.

I mean, anything.

You can even see homeless people taking off their pants and defecating in public on the street.

Almost every step or two, you can see streetwalkers dressed in flamboyant clothes.

A dirty and chaotic atmosphere permeated the entire street.

Looking up along the street.

Another row of bright, high-rise buildings creates an extreme sense of dissonance.

Despite its reputation as a city of hope, its urban landscape is rather... rubbish.

It's hard to imagine what benefits a GG sign hanging on a skyscraper could bring to your daily life if it's not an advertisement for the product.

It is filled with the great quotes of the First President Red Skull.

These quotes are similar to: "Believe in the President's omniscience and omnipotence... Loyalty!", "Freedom is slavery.", "The Red Skull President is above all else!", and "Ignorance is strength."

Various brainwashing quotes are everywhere, constantly influencing the spirit of the citizens living in this city.

This was before New York was renamed New Babylon.

The towering and sacred Statue of Liberty was once a symbol of the city.

But one day ten years ago...

The Statue of Liberty has been transformed into the Red Skull President.

He raised his hands high, each hand grasping several corpses. Upon closer inspection, one could vaguely discern that these corpses were former superheroes.

The sign at the very bottom of this enormous sculpture is similar to the slogans used in city street advertisements.

"The greatest president in history, Red Skull, has defeated the sinners!"

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There weren't many people walking around the sculpture; most citizens were just hurrying past, busy with their daily lives.

Suddenly.

A hooded man crossed the loosely guarded line of soldiers and struggled to climb onto the flat stone pedestal of the sculpture.

This scene was naturally witnessed by the soldiers on guard.

They didn't panic about their laxity; each of them wore a mocking expression, seemingly unfazed by the scene.

Almost every now and then, someone like this appears.

He climbed onto the flat stone platform, shouted loudly, and all eyes turned to him. Then he told the people that their lives should not be like this, and that they should unite to resist.

Honestly.

They were all getting tired of hearing it.

When can we change our approach?

Thinking this way.

A soldier shouted, "Hey kid! My advice to you is not to say those things, or you'll die a horrible death!"

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The hooded man ignored him, took a deep breath, then lowered the hood, revealing an excessively young face; he looked to be no more than a teenager.

His name is Hope Kent.

The name "Hope" is a homophone for "hope," and it carries the meaning of hope.

This was the name his father gave him. Before his father died, the words he said to himself most often were, "This is the wrong era, it shouldn't be like this."

His father often told him stories about the era of superheroes.

Back then, there was a superhero named Spider-Man who wore a red and blue bodysuit and was a friendly neighbor.

If you are lucky enough to meet him, you can ask him to help you take out the trash, and he will be happy to do so and kindly ask if you need any other help.

Unfortunately, this Spider-Man died.

Many superheroes like him have died.

Hope didn't understand these things because he hadn't witnessed them firsthand. After he was born, these superheroes, whom President Red Skull had labeled as sinners, all disappeared.

But his father collected examples of past superheroes and told himself that they would reappear one day and save them.

Little Hope didn't know how these people were going to save them, but she always kept her father's words in mind.

Later, he started school and was exposed to other knowledge. This knowledge collided with the principles his father had taught him, creating a huge explosion.

He doesn't understand.

Why is the knowledge taught in the textbook so different from what my father said?

He told his father what he had learned, and his father told him that these were facts distorted by those evil people.

He told his school teacher what his father had told him.

But the teacher asked you where you live.

Then one day later, his house was ransacked.

His father was tied up by the group of soldiers below, who questioned him about his purpose in daring to corrupt the minds of the new generation of children!

Hope exclaimed at the time that his father had not twisted his mind!

On the contrary, Hope still agrees with some of these ideas today.

Sometimes tragedy happens right in front of you, and you happen to have the ability to change it. Regardless of choice or responsibility, you simply cannot stand idly by.

Unfortunately, he was powerless to change anything before his father was killed by these soldiers.

This made him feel even more that this was a terrible world.

Why is this happening?

"Stay kind, stay conscientious, and don't let these terrible ideas corrupt you. Hope will come to us one day."

These are the words my father said before he died.

"When will this hope come true?"

This was his inquiry at the time.

"It doesn't appear out of thin air; it's preceded by signs."

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After her father died, Hope lived alone in that terrible city.

Sometimes growing up doesn't just happen by changing your age; it's based on your life experiences that, in a fleeting moment, tells you that some truths are just like that.

He had seen many people climb onto the stone platform of the Red Skull statue, telling people that they should rise up and overthrow this wrong rule!

He didn't know what became of these people.

However, he thought he would find out soon enough.

Because he also decided to become that kind of person.

A flawed world needs to be corrected.

Because he saw the signs of hope that his father had spoken of before his death.

The hammer of Hammerfall has been raised.

A new Ghost Rider has appeared.

The resistance movement defeated the Red Skull's army.

"Hey kid! My advice to you is not to say those things, or you'll regret it!"

The shouts from below made Hope take a deep breath and then remove her hood.

He shouted, "Guys! Hope has arrived! Thor's hammer has been lifted!"

"It's time for us to rebel!"

"I"

Before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly pinned to the ground by soldiers who had climbed up from nowhere, his young face pressed firmly against the earth.

The stick struck his face, making him see stars and feel dizzy, and he couldn't help but shed tears.

These soldiers wouldn't go easy on him just because he looked young.

They were very ruthless.

It's really heavy.

Vision blurred, and I had no idea where I was being dragged. It was as if the image of me standing on the stage shouting for people to resist was just my own illusion.

Suddenly.

Gunshots suddenly rang out in my ears.

Hope heard a series of static noises and the roars of the surrounding soldiers.

"Who are you!?"

"Stand still!!!"

Bang bang bang!

Next.

Painful screams and the sound of bones breaking reached my ears.

There was another whoosh.

It looked like something sharp made of steel had retracted.

Hope opened her swollen eyes, trying to make out the blurry yellow figure through the small gap.

"Close your eyes, child."

Hope did as instructed instinctively, and the sound continued to reach her ears.

It seems the yellow figure was talking to someone else.

"Damn, these fries are soggy! Why do these people inherit even the bad habits of the police station? The donuts are still warm, how come the fries are so mushy?!"

"Then we'll look again, but before that, can you make arrangements for this child?"

"Sigh, what can I do? You're my beloved Hugh."

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Hope was enveloped in the thick, pungent smell of blood, and the voices around him made him want to open his eyes and see who it was.

Did you tell him to close his eyes so he wouldn't be frightened?

But it wasn't that he hadn't witnessed bloodshed before...

Lost in thought.

Hope heard another voice.

Unlike his previous slightly magnetic voice, which made him sound a bit older, this one is different.

This time, her voice was gentler and she sounded very young.

The redness and swelling in his eyes seemed to disappear in an instant.

Hope opened her eyes.

He saw a figure dressed in red and blue squatting in front of him, and behind this figure was another guy with his arms crossed and his head on fire.

Hey, are you okay?

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Hope blinked, incredulous.

Am I dead?

He caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye, and his eyes widened immediately.

That is...

Thor's hammer!?

"Are you... Spider-Man?" Hope asked.

The spider-like figure in front of him seemed surprised by his first words and tilted its head.

"I am."

Hope then looked at the fiery figure behind her.

"Are you Ghost Rider?"

"I clearly have other aliases... why does everyone call me Ghost Rider?!"

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Hope is preceded by signs.

Hope's vision blurred again as her father's words flashed through her mind.

"Who saved me just now?"

"He's your former hero, Wolverine."

Stuart Mack was a staff member responsible for guarding the entrance and exit of the laboratory.

The location of this secret laboratory is almost unknown to most people; it is hidden like a cage, and anyone entering or leaving must pass by the pavilion he guards.

But guard work is always boring.

After all, there's nothing we can do.

They never see the sun outside, and inside there's a bunch of filthy, disgusting mutants.

He could only lie on the table, watching the time on the clock change little by little.

What Stuart is most looking forward to now is the food he asked his colleague to bring him from outside.

He was very hungry.

When his colleagues arrived, he was going to give those golden fries, glistening with salt, a good beating!

Let those fries experience the ultimate biting force!

Thinking this way.

A beep sounded.

Stuart noticed that the guards on the perimeter were slacking off and chatting.

After a moment's thought, Stewart ultimately chose to connect.

Because staying here is incredibly boring.

Outside the small pavilion was a long passageway, beyond which was a thick iron gate, several feet high.

The only way to pass the time is through these interactions with colleagues outside.

"What gossip are you planning to tell now? I've told you so many times, I've never slept with Phil's wife!"

"Never mind that woman, let me tell you something interesting that just happened."

"What?"

"A riot has broken out in the city."

"riot?"

Stewart rose from his reclining position in his chair, leaned forward, rested his chin on his folded arms, and let out a breath.

"You should know that the security in the city is actually higher than the protection level of Lord Nathaniel's secret laboratory."

He asked, puzzled, "A riot? Are you sure you're not joking?"

The reply came back: "It's true! The bodies of S.H.I.E.L.D. soldiers are all lying near the Statue of Liberty!"

"Do you know who did it?"

"I have no idea."

"You don't know anything, so what are you talking about!"

"Isn't this just killing time out of boredom? Don't you think something's been off lately?"

Stuart asked, "For example?"

"For example, there are recent rumors that Thor's hammer in Hammerfall has been lifted up, a new Ghost Rider has been born, and the army sent by the Führer has suffered a defeat."

"So what? It's none of our business."

Stuart sighed: "The era of superheroes is over. Even if there are a few riots, they're just a flash in the pan."

"Was the incident of Thor's hammer being lifted up just a fleeting moment?"

"You'd be better off believing that Lady Hydra slept with me than believing this stuff."

"Nonsense—John? You're here so early today?"

Stuart suddenly sat up straight.

He must have heard those words correctly, right?

His fries are coming!

Stuart clenched his fists and pounded the table happily.

But the next second, the soldiers on guard outside made another noise.

John, behind you!!!

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Stuart frowned.

His years of experience as a guard told him that something was amiss.

That shouldn't be possible, right?

Don't you know this is Mr. Shocking Evil's secret research institute?

Who would be so bold?

"Meyer, John, give me an answer. What's going on outside?" Stuart asked.

However, all that came back from the other end of the communicator was a buzzing sound of electricity.

Stuart got up in anger.

We're out of fries!

Most of the guards outside are gone too!

He must inform Mr. Nathaniel!

Just as I got up and left the pavilion, a loud noise suddenly came from the thick iron door, which was several inches wide.

It was as if something hard had pierced through the iron door.

scoff!

Stuart's eyes widened in surprise.

Three sharp claws left a trail of sparks and conspicuous marks on the iron gate.

Next.

Three more sharp claws slid across the iron gate.

Light from outside pierced through the gaps created by the claws.

At some point afterward.

The claws pierced through the iron gate once more, effectively cutting a hole for people to pass through.

A man dressed in a dark yellow battle suit and wearing a mask with two black corners walked in.

A grey raven perched on his shoulder was feasting on it...

I spotted that familiar logo.

Stuart was devastated.

His fries!

"Who are you? Stand still!" Stuart raised his gun, aiming at the figure.

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The man sniffed, as if he had sensed something, as if talking to himself or to the crow on his shoulder.

"I can smell his scent."

"Nathaniel is here."

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