In front of Superman, you have no choice but to give yourself to a little girl.

"Hey buddy, I just heard you guys were going to find Galactus, right?"

Star-Lord, his eyes darting around, scratched his head and awkwardly approached to strike up a conversation, "Perhaps, I mean, we might be going the same way?"

After dealing with those modified animal soldiers, Rocket has been searching them for their stored information, trying to find the hiding place of the supreme evolution.

However, since the Supreme Evolution would send them out, it would naturally not leave any trace on them, so Rocket Raccoon could do nothing but rage in vain.

But Rocket Raccoon seems to have really gone mad, howling as he digs parts out of these animal soldiers.

Even though these modified animal soldiers have completely obeyed the Supreme Evolution, Rocket Raccoon still can't help but feel sad when facing these "kindred spirits".

But in order to find the ultimate evolution, he still had to endure the pain of his inner scars, just so that he could use these things to find some clues.

Star-Lord couldn't bear to see Rocket Raccoon like this, but he also knew perfectly well that someone who could easily pull out hundreds of warships was going to try and break through all by himself.

Don't make your Uncle Star-Lord laugh. Rocket can't go crazy, or he'll be roasted into a crispy noodle.

Furthermore, it is suspected that Supreme Evolution has cooperated with a more technologically advanced force, making it absolutely unrealistic for them to directly confront it head-on.

Fortunately, the random player I was matched with this time was exceptionally skilled.

Star-Lord initially thought the title "Superman" was just somewhat similar to the one in the comics he remembered, but after seeing Wayne instantly destroy hundreds of warships, he realized that this was no ordinary similarity—he was practically the real Superman!

Although Star-Lord, who was very proud, was a little uncomfortable with clinging to powerful figures, he couldn't let his friends go and die!

Swallowing hard, Star-Lord gritted his teeth and abandoned all pretense of pride. "So...want to come along? I mean, we can give you a ride since we're going the same way."

"Quail?"

Gamora was somewhat surprised that Star-Lord, who was so concerned about saving face, would say something like that.

"Peter Quill! Are you scared?!"

Clutching a large pile of blood-stained parts, Rocket Raccoon was somewhat incredulous. His trembling throat swallowed his grief. "If you're scared, just get lost! I don't need anyone's help! I'm going to kill that bastard with my own hands!"

Star-Lord took a deep breath, nodded apologetically to Wayne, then quickly walked back and pulled Rocket aside, trying to keep his voice down, "Yes! I'm scared! I'm scared we'll both die there!"

He wasn't afraid of dying himself, but he couldn't accept the death of his friends whom he spent every day with.

"But I know that's your battle, and we won't hide behind anyone."

Star-Lord patted Rocket's shoulder hard, meeting his eyes. "I'll let you kill that guy, I promise you."

Not far away, Peter glanced at Star-Lord's group, then leaned close to Wayne's ear and whispered, "We don't know what happened, but why don't we lend a hand?"

Since I'm going to cause trouble anyway, there's no difference if I hitch a ride.

What do you think?

Seeing Wayne looking over, Harry shrugged. "I have no objection."

Gwen glanced at Ganata, who was still stealing glances at Wayne, and without hesitation, threw herself into Wayne's arms and snuggled against him. "I'll do whatever you say~"

Looking at the envious Ganata, Gwen's pretty face under the mask blossomed into a bright smile.

"Did I miss something?"

Star-Lord, having just returned after calming Rocket Raccoon, saw Gwen snuggling in Wayne's arms and thought to himself, "Young people these days."

"It's nothing, you'll get used to it."

Harry stared blankly at the sky, while Peter politely thanked Star-Lord, "Anyway, could you please give us a ride?"

"Let's not talk about that, we're all buddies!"

Seeing that his patron was willing to board, Star-Lord, overjoyed, waved his hand and said, "Let's go! Hop on board! We're setting off now!"

"I also have some good stuff I've collected on the ship. It tastes pretty good. I'll bring it out for you to try later."

"Still eating, Quill? You're just one bowl of rice away from being obese."

"Tsk, aren't you happy?"

……

Inside the giant cube-shaped building.

Carroll stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the dark blue spaceship disappearing into the distant horizon.

"Phew, time to get back to work."

Carroll took out her phone and called Dr. Lawson, but strangely, Dr. Lawson did not answer.

I called several times but received no response.

Carol sensed something was wrong; Dr. Lawson shouldn't have been in any trouble.

After all, Superman was here just a minute ago; it's impossible for anyone to escape Superman's superhuman senses and attack him.

So, Dr. Lawson must have some thoughts on his mind, or he must have encountered some troubles.

Thinking about this, Carol pondered for a moment, then quickly went downstairs.

Three minutes later, Carroll drove away from the Kennedy Space Center.

Another ten minutes or so later, Carroll arrived at a riverbank not far from the Kennedy Space Center and Cape Canaveral.

She and Dr. Lawson were very good friends, and they would occasionally come here to chat and watch the sunset in their spare time.

Just as Carol had expected, she met Dr. Lawson here.

But to her surprise, besides Dr. Lawson, there was also a... "spaceship?"

Hearing the car door close behind him and the rustling of footsteps on the grass, Dr. Lawson did not turn around, as if he had expected it.

"This is the spaceship I used when I came to Earth."

"??!"

Carol's pupils contracted sharply, and she froze in place.

Dr. Lawson turned to her and looked at her gently. "Want to hear me reminisce about the past? Come sit down."

Carroll snapped out of her daze, her pupils trembling slightly. She gave Dr. Lawson a complicated look, but then walked over and sat down next to him.

The two of them just looked at the calm, clear river, one talking and the other listening.

Dr. Lawson recounted his past to Carol, including her story during the Kree Empire and her subsequent defection to Earth.

As a top researcher in the Kree Empire, Dr. Lawson never had any intention of defecting.

However, the Kree Empire and the Skrull Empire, who are sworn enemies, are constantly at odds, and Dr. Lawson also learns about the cruelty of war through some chance encounters.

The engines she researched were crucial to warships, which were powerful weapons of war, and she did not want her research findings to become deadly weapons—that was why she left.

Rather than calling it defection, it would be more accurate to say that she simply wanted to get away from the war and find a quiet place to focus on her research.

Whether the Kree Empire would think that way is another matter, but Dr. Lawson had anticipated this, and she did not regret it, because this was the life she had chosen.