Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

After embracing the rocket, the heavy and oppressive atmosphere inside the spaceship finally dissipated somewhat.

"Now, I've decided..." Star-Lord surveyed everyone in the cabin with a serious expression, his eyes filled with a certainty he rarely displayed.

"Let's go kick that bastard called Supreme Evolution's ass to pieces and vent our anger for Rocket and his friends! Who's in favor? Who's against?"

Drax was the first to raise his fist and shout like a manic person:

"Kick his ass!"

"I am Groot!" Groot also raised his hands and began to shout.

"Kick his ass!" The Mantis Woman was also caught up in the atmosphere and shouted, raising her arms like them.

Gwen and the others were startled by her sudden agitation and looked at her with strange expressions, their eyes clearly saying:

"You weren't this crazy when you were on Earth, were you?"

Under the strange gazes of Gwen and the others, Mantis lowered her head shyly. But just as she lowered her head in embarrassment, the atmosphere became strangely awkward.

That idiot Adam the Warlock started shouting again:

"Kick his ass! Ugh~ Kick his ass! I don't know what that means, but... kick his ass!"

slap~

Everyone slapped their foreheads in unison, exclaiming, "When it comes to wisdom, you're definitely the better one!"

After all that fuss, Rocket finally made up his mind. He gritted his teeth and said fiercely:

"Then let's fuck it."

Star-Lord had been waiting for him to say that! Having received Rocket's response, he immediately sat back in the cockpit, pulled the control stick, and shouted:

"Hold on, everyone, target—Aoguo Company!"

……

After several space jumps, Star-Lord in the front cabin suddenly whistled.

"We've arrived, everyone. I must say—that thing over there was really disgusting."

Upon hearing this, everyone instinctively crowded to the porthole in the forward cabin, looking out through the large, curved glass, and then fell silent in unison.

In the star field ahead, a colossal object was suspended in the void.

That thing was less of a "spaceship" or "space station" and more of a biosatellite floating in space.

It exhibits a distinct stellar structure, with a central planet and a ring of satellites surrounding it.

But all of this looks like a rough, fleshy mass!

From a distance, it looks like a large, glowing mass of rotten flesh.

"Guys, I have to warn you, this isn't a place you can just barge into..." Rocket explained seriously.

"It has a triple-layered defensive structure. If we are discovered while trying to breach any layer of defense, its powerful internal firepower will instantly tear us apart."

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent for a moment, and then a fierce argument broke out.

Gamora thought Adam Warlock could be used as bait, Drax insisted that "a real man should face things head-on," Star-Lord felt that "you underestimate my infiltration skills," and Rocket thought that there were too many terrifying memories left here, so he believed that it was not advisable to make any rash moves at the moment.

Peter leaned against the bulkhead, watching the group argue until their faces were red, and finally couldn't help but clear his throat:

"Gentlemen, have you all forgotten how I came to have the title 'Destiny'?"

All eyes turned to Peter, and Rocket couldn't help but exclaim excitedly:

"You mean you have a way to control the entire Ogo Corporation like you control the Chitaurigan?"

"Bingo~ Forget about infiltration, I'll just turn it into my vehicle." Peter said this with such confidence that the Guardians of the Galaxy were speechless—only you in the entire universe could come up with something like this.

After Peter made the final decision, he immediately took action, opening the hatch and flying directly to the Orgo Corporation.

The moment he detached from the spaceship, he used Susan's genes to achieve optical cloaking. Not only were the surveillance systems of the Orgo Corporation unable to pinpoint Peter's location, but even Rocket and the others couldn't.

Peter swaggered over to the surface of the Aogo Corporation's biosatellite and placed his hand on the hull, which resembled rotten flesh.

As his palm touched the satellite, the Stand Wheel of Fate immediately activated, silently infiltrating the Ogo Corporation and completing its possession.

The movement was so swift and covert that it didn't even arouse the suspicion of any of the engineers inside the ship's cabin.

……

In the monitoring room, a blonde, red-skinned female staff member was idly scrolling through the surveillance footage in front of her—her job was to keep an eye on dozens of monitoring screens in front of her to ensure that the spacecraft's various entrances and exits were operating normally.

Suddenly, she noticed that the surveillance camera at the main entrance flickered for a moment before going completely black.

"Hmm?" She frowned, put down the data panel, picked up the communicator, and said, "Site A1 sentry post, your surveillance system is malfunctioning. Go check what's going on."

A muffled "Received" immediately came from the other end of the communicator.

In the brief moment that the monitor was contacting security, the gates of the Orgo Corporation opened, and the spaceship piloted by the Silver Guardians sped in like a whirlwind.

Just as the Silver Guardian spaceship had fully entered the internal passage, a team of sentries finally arrived at the main entrance.

Four guards dressed in Ogo Corporation uniforms stared dumbfounded at the suddenly opened door, their faces clearly saying, "What's going on?"

It opened smoothly without requiring any permissions, receiving any notifications, or being flagged for intrusion.

The group was initially stunned, but then they suddenly realized what was happening. The captain, who was leading the group, grabbed the walkie-talkie, about to speak...

An invisible spiritual pressure swept in from the passage, directly affecting their mental world.

Overwhelmed by this terrifying mental shock, the four guards' eyes rolled back and they immediately knelt on the ground.

"Done." Peter dusted off imaginary dust, pointed in a certain direction following the information transmitted from the Wheel of Fortune in his mind, and said:

"Let's go. This direction leads directly to the monitoring room. Once we've taken care of that, we won't have to worry about this intrusion alerting anyone."

"That's it?" Star-Lord stared wide-eyed in disbelief, stammering as he asked.

"Not only did you manage to deceive the guards, but you also gained complete control over the entire spaceship's structural blueprints?"

"The phrase 'mastering the structure diagram' isn't actually accurate," Peter said casually, snapping his fingers.

"To be precise, the structure of this spacecraft is entirely up to me."

The moment the words fell, the inner walls of the passage, which still seemed to be wrapped in the flesh and blood of living beings, began to writhe violently, and those walls, which resembled muscle fibers, quickly twisted and reformed.

In the blink of an eye, a brand new, straight passageway leading to the monitoring room rapidly took shape before everyone's eyes.

A female staff member in the monitoring room, who was drinking coffee, glanced up unintentionally, and her coffee cup instantly fell to the ground...