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Chapter 61 Let's beat them up first and then talk.

"That's how it is, I don't know why it turned out this way."

In the hamburger joint across from the hospital, Jessica wiped away her tears and explained her situation to Hawking in detail.

After all, she's still just a high school student. A car accident wiped out her entire family; how could she possibly accept that?

She had been suppressing her emotions for the past few days, which led to a breakdown and thoughts of suicide. Now that she had someone to confide in, Hawking, her emotions were released, and she couldn't stop crying.

"Jessica, this was just an accident, it's not your fault."

Hawking first offered a word of comfort, then explained:

"I estimate that your ability to float and your sudden increase in strength are due to some kind of reaction between your body and that truckload of military chemicals."

This situation is not unusual, so there's no need to worry.

With a little practice, you'll be able to master your unique abilities.

"I don't want these abilities, I just want them to come back to me, or for me to go to them."

Jessica wiped away her tears and said in a somewhat dazed tone.

Upon seeing this, Hawking immediately became serious:

"Jessica, the dead can't be brought back to life, but the living still need to live. I think you can use your abilities to help those in need and prevent similar tragedies from happening again."

Imagine if someone like you had been nearby when you were in a car accident, and they had been willing to help—the tragedy wouldn't have happened.

"But can I really do it?"

Upon hearing Hawking's words, Jessica was immediately taken aback.

Perhaps God allowed her to survive the car accident and endowed her with special abilities so that she could, as Hawking said, prevent those tragedies from happening.

But she's just a high school student, can she really shoulder this responsibility?

"Maybe not now, but if you're willing to accept my training, then there's hope."

Hawking led Jessica to a deserted alley and used a Transfiguration spell to transform her into the standard-sized armor.

"It's you!"

Jessica immediately recognized Hawking's identity.

Although she was hospitalized, there was a TV in her ward, so she naturally watched the news reports about Armored Man and Spider-Man on TV.

At that moment, she wondered if Armor Man and Spider-Man had been nearby on the day of the car accident, perhaps his family wouldn't have died.

"That's right, it's me. I'm planning to form a League of Legends, looking for a group of like-minded superhumans to prevent more tragedies from happening. Jessica, would you like to join us?"

Jessica looked at Hawking, his golden figure bathed in the warm sunlight of the alley, reflecting a dazzling light, like a deity.

After about five seconds of silence, she stepped out of the shadows in the alley, and a long-lost smile finally appeared on her face.

"I do!"

Once a person has attempted suicide and failed, it is very difficult for them to muster the courage to do it a second time.

Then she met Stephen Hawking, who gave her a new reason to live.

"You did a good job. I will come at this time every day to help you adapt until you have fully mastered it."

In an open space not far from the hospital, after helping Jessica with her ability tests and assisted control exercises for about an hour, Hawking left a message and prepared to leave for the Auschwitz Corporation.

Jessica, slightly out of breath, asked:

"When can I join you in fighting crime and helping those in need?"

"That depends on when you can control your abilities."

Hawking put Jessica's hospital gown back on and rode his motorcycle away from the open space.

Jessica's strength is considerably less than Peter's, probably because she hasn't fully mastered it yet. However, she has the ability to fly to compensate, and with some training, she will definitely be a good helper.

"Young people are so easy to fool!"

Riding on his motorcycle, Hawking couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Peter and Jessica were both high school students, and the more well-behaved kind at that, so they were easily swayed by Hawking's few words when they were emotionally vulnerable.

If this were done by experienced adults, it probably wouldn't work.

For example, the cunning Green Goblin he will face next.

Of course, to deal with someone like the Green Goblin, he would definitely need to use a different, more appropriate method: beat him up first and then talk!

To subdue someone with Green Goblin's cunning nature, you must first use absolute strength to make him understand the difference in strength between you and him, and make him realize that you have the power to easily kill his entire family, and that you will do just that.

Once this premise is in place, then discussing cooperation can prevent many problems from arising in advance.

"Hello, I'd like to speak with your chairman, Mr. Norman Osborn."

Wearing his Midtown High School uniform, Hawking spoke anxiously to the receptionist on the first floor of the Oaks Industrial Building.

The receptionist looked at Hawking with a puzzled expression:

Do you have an appointment?

"I'm Harry's classmate, Mr. Norman Osborne's son. Harry is injured, very badly!"

Hawking still looked anxious.

Upon hearing Hawking's words, the receptionist dared not delay any longer and immediately picked up the phone to call the chairman's office to report the situation.

Soon, Norman Osborne rushed out of the elevator and stood in front of Hawking.

"How is Harry? Where is he now?"

"He accidentally fell from the second floor and broke his leg. Let me take you there right away!"

Hawking grabbed Norman's arm and started to walk out of the company. Although Norman, who loved his son dearly, had some doubts, he did not immediately refuse, relying on his own abilities.

"Then I'll call him first."

"His phone broke too."

Hawking replied without hesitation.

Norman narrowed his eyes:

"Okay... let's go to the parking lot, we'll drive there, you give us directions!"

If it's true, then we should definitely go there immediately. If it's false, then we can see who the mastermind is and what their purpose is.

A moment later, a Rolls-Royce sped out of the Oswald Building, driven by Norman Osborne, with the composed Stephen Hawking in the back.

"It's easy as long as they're willing to come out."

Looking at Norman, who stood expressionless in front of him, Hawking thought to himself.

He knew Norman wouldn't easily believe him, but that didn't matter; he didn't need Norman to actually believe him.

"Yes, turn left, then turn right at the next intersection."

Under Hawking's direction, the Rolls-Royce finally stopped in front of a luxurious villa.

"Are you sure this is the place? Harry broke his leg here?"

At this point, Norman was completely certain that his son's injury was a ruse, and that the other party had ulterior motives.

He was just recalling that he had never met Hawking, Harry's classmate, nor had Harry ever mentioned him.

Besides, it's only a little past four o'clock now. Given Harry's personality, it's impossible for him to go home this early. Harry still has club activities to attend.

Finally, and most suspiciously, he noticed that since getting on the bus, Hawking, who called himself Harry, had lost all of his initial anxiety—it was all too obvious.

(End of this chapter)