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

"It doesn't matter, what can they do to me?"

Hearing Wayne's words, Gwen sighed helplessly, "I can't argue with you... Have you had breakfast?"

A hint of anticipation flickered in Gwen's somewhat unfocused eyes as she handed Wayne the sandwich she had been carrying. Her fingers unconsciously tightened around the bag, creating creases.

"No, thanks."

Wayne took the sandwich, and the two sat down under a big tree.

Opening the bag, Wayne stared at the sandwich, his eyes slightly bloodshot. He heated the sandwich using his heat vision, then took it out and started eating. "Not bad, want some?"

"No! I've already eaten!"

Gwen waved her little hands repeatedly, but then seemed to remember something, "But just a little bit... is that okay?"

Wayne casually handed the half-eaten sandwich to Gwen.

Gwen's cheeks flushed a beautiful blush, and she casually nibbled lightly on the spot where the other person had bitten her.

"Hey!"

At that moment, a greeting startled Gwen, who almost thought her little scheme had been discovered.

A rather handsome young man, or rather a youth, peeked out from beside Wayne.

"Hello, Harry."

Wayne, munching on his sandwich, gave a somewhat mumbled reply.

Then, looking behind Harry, he saw Peter, who looked rather ordinary and a bit thin. However, Wayne could see the electrons in the other's body clearly with just a glance, let alone his genes—this kid was already a failed Man.

Good morning, Peter.

Good morning, Wayne.

Peter and Wayne had a pretty good relationship, but Peter seemed a little conflicted and hesitant to speak at this moment.

After being bitten by a mutated spider at Osborn Industries, Peter didn't initially choose to become a superhero. However, not long after, his Uncle Ben encountered robbers, and if Wayne hadn't suddenly appeared, his Uncle Ben would have been dead.

So Peter decided to become a superhero who helps others, just like Wayne. At the same time, Uncle Ben's words to him, "With great power comes great responsibility," further solidified his idea.

But he was, after all, a rookie hero. Although the red and blue bodysuit and mask were ready, he felt he wasn't quite ready yet. He wondered if he should ask Wayne for advice. Perhaps the other man could teach him some experience.

"Peter? Peter!"

"Ah! What's wrong? I wasn't daydreaming!"

Harry waved his hand in front of Peter. "Are you alright, buddy?"

Peter smiled and shook his head. "It's okay, Harry, I'm fine."

Seeing that his good brother was really alright, Harry eagerly continued to look for Wayne. "Come on! My superhero brother, tell me what interesting things have happened to you lately?"

Before Wayne could even speak, a chilling, murderous glare made Harry shudder.

Harry instinctively looked toward Wayne and immediately met Gwen's gaze, which was forced and unsmiling.

Seeing Gwen there, Harry realized that he and Peter might have been bothering them.

"Did we... arrive at the wrong time?"

What do you think?

"Ahem, Peter, that's not right of you."

Harry, feigning composure and speaking righteously to Peter, said, "Why do you keep bothering Wayne for stories? Superheroes are busy too! Come on! Let's go take a look over there!"

Harry pulled Peter away, who was still agonizing over the decision, and before leaving, he gave Wayne a "Good luck, bro!" look.

Seeing that the two idiots were finally gone, Gwen blinked her expectant eyes and met Wayne's gaze. "Wayne, can you come to my house after school? I have a surprise for you!"

Wayne glanced at Gwen and vaguely guessed what the surprise she was talking about was—his super vision allowed him to see that Gwen's genes were also a bit off. He remembered that Gwen had a cold and didn't go to the Osborn Technologies technology exhibition.

However, Wayne's glance clearly misled Gwen, whose face flushed red. "It's not that!"

"Let's at least start by holding hands..."

It seems like they've already held hands?

How about starting with a kiss?

Just as Gwen was lost in thought, Wayne suddenly looked up at the sky.

"What's wrong?"

Gwen looked in the direction Wayne was looking, puzzled. Although her eyesight was much better than normal, it was not that bad, so she could only see blue sky and white clouds.

"There's someone there."

"Is anyone there?"

Before Gwen could react, her phone suddenly rang, as did Wayne's phone.

The two exchanged a glance instinctively, and then each took out their phone.

An emergency notification popped up on each of their phones, leading to a live stream—with a backdrop of towering buildings, a man seemingly made entirely of silver, riding a surfboard, slowly descended from the sky, his tone icy and devoid of emotion.

"Your planet is doomed."

"Your world will be destroyed by the Devourer."

"You cannot stop him, because he is a cosmic force, as indispensable as the stars."

"Give your loved one a tight hug, say things you wouldn't normally dare to say, and use this time to celebrate, because your time together is running out."

"I proclaim the beginning of his era, I proclaim your doom, I declare... the planet devourer is coming."

After saying this, the silver-clad man on the surfboard, the messenger of Galactus—Silver Surfer—easily dodged countless missiles and soared into the sky, disappearing from sight.

Then the reporters on site excitedly talked a lot of random things into the live camera.

Looking around, everyone else was also looking down, clearly watching the live stream as well.

Gwen looked at Wayne with some concern, only to find that Wayne was gazing at the sky with great interest, seemingly watching the departing Silver Surfer from an unknown distance.

Wayne didn't seem to have any intention of chasing after the other person and leaving them there, nor did he appear worried at all.

Seeing this, Gwen unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief for some reason. "Wayne, you know that guy? And who is Galactus?"

"She's a mature, sophisticated woman."

"what?"

"Sorry, I'm used to it."

Wayne shook his head slightly. "Galactic Devourer is a powerful cosmic deity. Although he is beaten up and starved every day, it is said that when he is full, the cosmic energy in his body can be comparable to or even exceed that of the Big Bang."

Gwen was stunned when she heard this. Wait, she had just gained superpowers, and now she was facing a boss of this level right away? That doesn't seem right.

Wayne looked at Gwen with amusement; he knew perfectly well what she was thinking.

When faced with such an enemy, Gwen's first thought was whether she could defeat him, rather than that someone taller would take care of things if the sky fell. While her courage was commendable, it was indeed a bit too early for Gwen.