Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

Immediately after being crowned king in Latvia, Dr. Doom, Victor von Doom, sent out spies to search for Reed and his group.

Both he and Reed had feelings for Susan, but neither of them expected that she already had her heart set on Chung Kwok-hung.

"Sunrise Villa, Los Angeles, California - the address is accurate."

After glancing at the intelligence presented by his subordinates, Victor immediately dispatched the Doomsday Robots to head straight for the West Coast.

This tycoon, a master of arcane arts and cutting-edge technology, personally crafted armor whose performance was in no way inferior to Iron Man suits.

In a way, he is both a mirror image of Tony Stark and a dark projection of the Ancient One.

Chung Kwok-hung scanned the globe with telepathy, and faces from the Marvel Universe and film and television dimensions appeared one after another:

White Tiger Ava Ayala, Spider-Man Peter Parker, Kingpin Wilson Grant Fisk, Daredevil Matthew Michael Murdoch, The Punisher Frank Castle... and Black Cat Felicia Hardy.

"This catwoman's features are exactly the same as the legendary 'most beautiful catwoman'?"

The thought flashed through his mind, and he immediately took action.

At this time, Felicia had not yet entered Peter's life and was still a free person.

After only seven days of fighting, she completely submitted to him.

With each injection of the specially formulated serum, her speed, flexibility, and perception all increased dramatically.

A few days later, the Doomsday Robot, carrying more than ten combat units, stormed into Xuyang Manor.

"Victor?" Reed looked up and stared at the cold, gleaming mechanical body.

"Reed, how have you been?" the mechanical voice said smoothly.

"What are you doing here?" Reed's voice was tense.

"Kill you all and take Susan with you," the other party replied crisply.

"You think you can take me?" Reed sneered.

"Go!" Before the doomsday robot could finish speaking, more than a dozen figures tore through the air and pounced.

The intelligent guards inside the manor had skeletons forged from vibranium, making them extremely resistant to attacks. However, their attack patterns were rigid and their output was weak, so they were quickly forced to retreat.

The Doomsday Robot was Victor's remote avatar, and he was already fully aware of every move happening in the manor.

The fact that they can sell super soldier serum so successfully without ever having their base raided is enough to show that Xuyang Manor is no innocent place.

Victor was unwilling to take the risks himself, so he sent a puppet to test the waters.

Reed's left palm frosted over and his right fist blazed with flames as Ben and Johnny quickly joined the fray.

In less than half a minute, the Doomsday Robot, along with all its combat units, disintegrated into charred remains.

When Zhong Guohong arrived, he listened to the whole story and immediately decided to eliminate any future troubles.

He couldn't be bothered with Victor causing trouble elsewhere; but if he dared to extend his reach to Xuyang Manor, wouldn't that be stabbing him in the back right under his nose?

He closed his eyes, locked onto the target, and the teleportation portal suddenly opened. The next second, he was standing on the ruins of the Latvian royal palace.

Victor looked up in surprise: "Who are you?"

"I'll collect your corpse." Before Chung Kwok-hung finished speaking, the copy was complete, and he raised his hand to summon the Blazing Flames.

With a flash of fire, Victor, along with all the mechanical creations around him, was instantly reduced to ashes.

"The Doctor Doom of this world is dead. How many are left in other universes?"

The Marvel universe has always been complex, with parallel universes and multiverses layered upon each other.

Some superhumans can even step into the river of time and retrieve the dead from the past.

Staring at Victor's skeleton, which glowed with a ghostly blue light, Chung Kwok-hung flicked his finger and summoned the Eternal Flame.

Hela had long ago etched the activation method into his memory, making it as familiar as breathing.

He casually picked up a finger bone and tossed it into the leaping pale white flames, chanting a three-word ancient incantation.

The flames suddenly flared up—the next instant, Victor snapped his eyes open, his chest heaving, his fingernails scraping the ground with a screeching sound.

Zhong Guohong's eyes turned cold, and lightning exploded in his palm, instantly turning Victor's newly resurrected body into ashes.

With a slight thought, he stepped into the replica Earth.

"If the Marvel universe can be brought back to life, and if this fire can also work in other dimensions... then it will truly establish itself."

He summoned the eternal flame once more, clutching the broken bone, the flames licking its surface—Victor rose from the ashes again, a heavy breath escaping his throat.

"Done." Zhong Guohong nodded, then shattered the opponent's crown with a single palm strike, flames engulfing everything, leaving not even ashes behind.

He teleported out and grabbed a passerby in mid-air, attempting to pull him into the replica Earth—the figure swayed, but bounced back as if hitting an invisible thick wall.

"Am I stuck at the threshold? Or is my foundation not solid enough?" he muttered to himself.

The figure vanished, a silver-edged crack appeared in the fingertip, and the person landed back in front of the bluestone steps of Xuyang Villa.

……

On Fifth Avenue in New York, Obadiah Stanislavski, clad in streamlined armor, collides head-on with Tony Stark's gold and red Jaeger.

Twenty-millimeter armor-piercing rounds tore through the air, leaving white trails as they fired at each other; miniature missiles tumbled and exploded between buildings, shaking the entire street.

Glass rain poured down, cars rolled and exploded one after another, tires flew into the air, and oil stains mixed with the smell of burning permeated the streets.

Cries, screams, and intermittent pleas for help emerged from the cracks in the rubble.

"Tony! You're lying flat today!" Obadai roared, his iron fist, wrapped in sonic boom, smashed into the opponent's face armor.

The two suits of armor clashed for less than ten seconds before rivets flew off, hydraulic pipes burst, and metal shells peeled off in pieces.

O'Badai's muscles were bulging from the injection of a special serum, while Tony relied on enhanced nerve reflexes to tough it out—his bare hands delivered punches that landed squarely, each blow causing the spiderweb-like texture of the concrete floor to crack.

Innocent passersby were thrown into the air by the blast wave, an elderly person was knocked into a shop window, and a child was grazed by the calf by an overturned bus... Brick walls collapsed, sycamore trees were snapped in half, and utility poles were bent over with sparks hanging from them.

"Stop everything! S.H.I.E.L.D. take over the scene!" The loudspeaker's shout drowned out the aftershocks of the explosion.

Obadia and Tony exchanged a glance, then simultaneously turned and leaped onto the rooftop, disappearing into the depths of the smoke and dust in the blink of an eye.

More than 300 people were either killed or injured, 37 buildings were damaged, and 42 motor vehicles were totaled.

Getting arrested? That's the worst possible option—jail and financial penalties are just a rich man's daily routine.

As long as they aren't apprehended on the spot, a legal team will cover for them, media releases will pave the way, and a scapegoat can be found to take the blame, thus quietly ending the case.

Eric slaughtered the entire chemical plant, but in the end he was only imprisoned in a frozen prison and didn't even receive a death sentence.

In this land, money can buy time, and it can also buy freedom.

That evening's news broadcast showed the devastation: "Two unemployed mechanics stole a prototype military suit of armor and engaged in a brawl on the streets of Manhattan..."

Chung Kwok-hung glanced at the television while holding his teacup, without even lifting his eyelids.

At 9:00 a.m. the following day, Nick Fury led three agents into the gates of Sunrise Manor.

"Mr. Chung, we require all buyers of the Super Soldier Serum to first undergo a background check by S.H.I.E.L.D.