In the Marvel Universe: I can summon items from all dimensions.

Although control over the super beast has been returned, the brainwave connection has not been severed.

So, just a few seconds after lying down, a voice rang in Mason's mind.

"I've checked it. There's no trace of intelligent life inside this space bubble; it's a very safe place," she said. "However, the spatial structure of this universe is truly peculiar. There are so many alternate dimensions different from the main world."

"I guess you could call this a local specialty?" Mason said, rubbing his temples. "So, it can be reused?"

"No problem," Kuroshi Kasumi replied. "Although it's much smaller than the other dimension I'm familiar with, it's more than enough if you're just moving around within this galaxy."

The "other dimension" she referred to was probably the territory of the Yapools.

In Mason's understanding, the Yapools are a race that lives in an "other dimension" different from the real world, but the show never gives a full picture of the other dimension, so he can only understand it simply from the literal meaning.

The simplest application of "other dimensions" is "spatial teleportation." Yapool and the Super Beasts can enter another dimension from one place in the real world and come out from another place, thus indirectly achieving the effect of spatial teleportation.

What Kuroshi Kasumi seems to have done is to find a space bubble that is close to the real world—although it is a very complex physical concept, it can be translated into a professional term from the Marvel Universe, which is roughly "another dimension." To put it roughly, she is a dimensional demon.

Oh no, if I need her help again, won't I really become a traitor? What if Kamar-Taj people come to check my watch tomorrow?

Mason rubbed his temples and asked, "By the way—I know a bit about super beasts, so I didn't know there were types like you with advanced intelligence?"

"The customer is very knowledgeable—but the information seems a bit outdated."

Heishi Xiayu replied with a grin, "Before, the Super Beasts were indeed just simple combat weapons—but one of their salesmen was caught red-handed by the people of Star of Light while plundering resources on a native planet. Because he went a little too far, he almost caused the entire alternate dimension to be destroyed by Star of Light..."

"Wait, wait a minute." Mason, who was a beat slow to realize the key information in her words, suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "You said something about light? What?"

"Star of Light, does the guest know of the Yapo civilization but not the Star of Light?"

"...Isn't it the Land of Light?"

"Huh? What's that?"

"!"

"guest?"

"That's alright, please continue."

"In short, after that battle, the higher-ups changed their approach and decided to create a batch of super beasts, modeled after the higher-dimensional life forms of Star of Light. However, the research failed due to the technological gap. But the failed research did not mean there were no results. Some researchers used the byproducts to upgrade the old version of the super beasts. As you probably know, the old super beasts were not very versatile and had few uses other than combat. But the new generation of super beasts is different. Types like me, which have undergone intelligent specialization upgrades, can be sold as bodyguards. The old combat capabilities have not been lost, and they can even be used for industrial construction and economic management."

"...Awesome."

Mason was speechless for a moment, and could only sigh before continuing, "There's one more thing."

"Please speak, sir."

"You should be able to check on my status immediately, right?"

"That's right, after all, I also have the task of supervising and preventing you from skipping out on your bill."

"Don't worry about that. Not only will I not run away, but I might even have some business dealings with your Yabo Super Beast Market," Mason said, stroking his chin. "I'd like to ask you to come out and protect me when I encounter insurmountable danger. The price is negotiable."

"No problem." Kuroshi Kasumi agreed without hesitation for even a second. "I will absolutely not allow your life to be threatened before I collect the payment."

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"It seems they've really disappeared."

In front of the abandoned Fitz apartment building, Tony turned off his detector and shrugged at the others, saying, "Optical and acoustic detections couldn't find any trace of her, and the satellite's thermal and pulse detection yielded the same result."

"Mr. Stark, what was that just now...?" Spider-Man stood at the point where space seemed to have closed up, deep in thought. "Spatial teleportation? What's the principle behind it? It doesn't fit the Einstein-Rosen bridge model at all. How can space shatter like a mirror...?"

Who knows?

Tony scratched his head, replying with a sigh, "Damn it, I should have installed more data collectors on the armor. Just looking at it, I can't understand what's going on at all. If only I could replicate that ability..."

For them, while space travel cannot be replicated by hand, it is not a new concept. Several years ago, Dr. Eric Sevig proposed a feasible wormhole formula while studying the Cosmic Cube and conducted an experiment. As a result, the experiment site was destroyed by a horrific explosion due to the inability to control the energy of the Cosmic Cube, which leveled most of the Patagonian desert and caused immeasurable loss of life and economy.

Judging from the experiment itself, it was undoubtedly a success. Dr. Sevig did open a wormhole to the unknown in a short period of time. However, such dangerous experiments would obviously not be approved again. Who knows if you would blow up a city or even a country next time?

When the news broke, many prominent figures in the scientific community lamented its loss—this was space travel technology! If research had continued and it had been put into practice, the aerospace field… and even Earth's civilization as a whole, would have experienced tremendous development!

And now, what do they see?

A spatial movement technology that can be used by a single person and has almost no impact on the surrounding environment after use!

"Mr. Stark, this doesn't seem like technology that humans possess..."

Spider-Man nervously swallowed. "If it's not like a mutant's special ability... could there really be aliens?"

"This really hits a blind spot in my knowledge..." Tony sighed heavily. "The best-case scenario is that we're actually dealing with a powerful psychopath. The worst-case scenario... sigh, I haven't studied sociology much, who knows what might happen?"

"What should we do then?"

Spider-Man scratched his head—grand themes like aliens were really beyond the scope of his friendly neighbor's abilities. Although he enjoyed such themes when reading science fiction stories, when actually faced with them, he felt nothing but vague fear and helplessness.

The situation for the Fantastic Four wasn't much better.

"Reed, let's retreat. The underground structure here seems unstable; staying any longer might be dangerous..."

After waking Jonathan, Susan came forward and called out to Reed, but before she could finish speaking, she instinctively sensed that something was amiss.

—Reed's eyes.

He was staring intently at the point where the spatial rift was closing, with an expression somewhere between rationality and fanaticism, ignoring Susan's calls.

In that instant, she seemed to see the shadow of Viktor von Dum in her husband.

Even more terrifying than that.

Fanaticism is hardly surprising; most people with a strong thirst for knowledge adopt this attitude when faced with unknown problems. But Reed's problem lies in his rationality—the talent bestowed upon him by God is simply too great. Faced with that rationality that can dissect the truth through the appearances of all things, Reed Richards' personality is hardly steadfast, and it is not surprising that he veers off in some strange direction. To describe it... it's as if some terrible and cold monster is being conceived and formed through this body.

"Reed!"

Susan, with a few beads of cold sweat on her back, slapped Reed hard on the shoulder, finally bringing him back to his senses.

"Ah...sorry, I got too absorbed in my thoughts."

Reed looked up, coughed somewhat awkwardly, and the icy aura that had almost terrified Susan vanished like a phantom.

Then, looking at the collapsed Fitz Apartments, he sighed with difficulty: "This situation is not something an ordinary construction team can handle... We need to have S.H.I.E.L.D. send a few geological experts to survey the site before we can begin reconstruction."