Marvel: Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit

"It's also a warning."

Gu Yi added.

"The devil's survival wisdom is to change course with the wind. Mephisto chose you in the Kaecilius matter, which will make him very angry, so he is warning you."

"Alright, whether it's punishment or a warning, we need to find Mr. Parker first."

"Hmm, codename Red Hood."

Matthew clapped his hands.

Gu Yi glanced at Matthew, his gaze deep and unfathomable. Coincidence?

No, it seems this child does indeed have other secrets she doesn't know.

"Thank you for your hard work, Matthew."

"So the Ancient One is going to just wash her hands of this?"

Matthew Bear spread his hands, looking surprised.

The Ancient One smiled slightly upon seeing this, and replied matter-of-factly, "When you decide to become the emperor of mankind, this is the responsibility you must bear, Matthew."

"Karmar-Taj may become history because of you, but I am happy and looking forward to it."

"I will witness the name of Terra resound throughout the multiverse, and witness the Emperor's glory shine upon your people."

"Don't give up your journey, not only for yourself, but also for those who care about you and are loyal to you."

"Please never abandon your original aspirations, the great Terra Emperor, Matthew Brown."

In the final paragraph, Gu Yi's voice held an unprecedented solemnity and seriousness.

As she finished speaking, the Ancient One's figure slowly faded and disappeared.

What remained for Matthew was that pair of expectant eyes.

Matthew stared down at the terrified corpses, the scattered guns, the flowing blood, and the howling wind and snow outside seemed to be telling a story.

"Tsk, are you still determined to leave?"

"You have never given up on your journey, Ancient One."

What can Matthew do when the top female fan is suppressing him?

Of course, I gladly accepted.

As for responsibilities, whether Matthew likes it or not, as long as he still considers himself a human being and has ties to this world, his allegiance is almost unshakeable.

As the saying goes, with great power comes great responsibility.

It seems like a statement of moral blackmail.

In fact, it contains an underlying logic, which is even more accurate in this universe where demons and monsters coexist.

He has that ability, and unless he tries to escape, the responsibility will definitely fall on his shoulders.

It's the kind of situation where there's no escaping it.

The higher the dimension, the more likely it is to attract the attention of life from higher dimensions outside Earth.

He may want to be a cuckold, but it depends on whether others are willing to accept it.

Of course, responsibility is not the same as obligation. Matthew chose a different path. He could bear the responsibility, but he would not take on the obligation.

He entrusted the duty to his loyal soldiers.

Anyway, those guys like Reichel really enjoy this kind of obligation.

For example, what happened today.

Matthew happily decided to entrust the task to his loyal Grand Marshal Reicher.

So Matthew got it.

It was very decisive in moisturizing.

Upon returning to the manor villa, an order was issued to Novigler, the capital of Terra.

Yes, Sokovia was renamed Terra, but the city name was not changed.

It's something that leaves the people of Sokovia with something to remember.

Matthew continues to be a couch potato.

Reicher's side then began to take action.

Novigler City Hall.

When Reich received Matthew's communication and saw the order on the communicator, he waved his hand dismissively.

How could such a small task possibly require the intervention of the dignified Grand Marshal Lei Che?

Naturally, it was left to the underlings.

This task was taken over by Jessica and Skye.

The two young women had been training really hard lately and were planning to take on a mission to relax.

Chapter 225 The Resentful Gwen (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

It's almost January, and New York isn't a city that snows often, even in December.

This has been the case every year, but this year is an exception, with an unusually large amount of snow.

A luxury car has quietly stopped in front of an upscale apartment building in Manhattan, New York.

In one of the rooms on a high floor of the apartment building, the door and window were open, and a small head poked out, peering curiously down below.

Then I saw the door of the luxury car on the side of the street open, and a familiar figure stepped out.

Seemingly noticing her gaze, he waved the hand holding the phone.

Because of the height, she couldn't see the figure on the ground clearly, but she was certain that it was her best friend Carrie.

Just then, Helen's voice came from outside the door.

"Honey, it's very cold today, remember to wear the clothes I prepared for you."

"Okay, Mom, Carrie's here, I have to go out."

"Would you like to eat something before you leave?"

"No, I'm already full."

Gwen was wearing a thick hooded down jacket, earmuffs, stylish and warm pants, and slippers.

It makes a "da da da" sound when it runs.

Carrie had already arrived, and Gwen couldn't wait any longer. She immediately picked up her phone and prepared to leave. But just as she stepped out, she seemed to remember something and immediately went back into the room to close the window she had just opened.

Gwen, in a good mood, hummed a little tune as she said goodbye to her mother Helen, put on her warm shoes, and went out.

We took the elevator to the first floor.

The snow on the ground floor had been cleared away. She jogged to the roadside and gave her best friend, who was dressed just as bulky as her, a big hug.

Then he cheerfully greeted the driver, Hord.

"Hi, good morning, Hord."

Good morning, Miss Gwen.

Hord was very sensible. After replying to Gwen, he continued, "Have fun, Miss Carrie. I'll be waiting for you."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Hord."

Carrie's face was red from the cold. Although she possessed the bloodline of an ancient demon, she was in a semi-activated state and had some superpowers, but her physique was not much stronger than that of an ordinary person.

If you don't actively use your abilities, you'll still have to endure the cold.

She didn't mind at all, happily waved to Hod, and left cheerfully with Gwen.

Today is a happy weekend for the two sisters.

The two sisters walked hand in hand as they began their day's activities.

The ice skating rink at Rockefeller Center features a 23-meter-tall Norway spruce tree, 5 lights, and Swarovski stars, making it dazzling and beautiful.

There's also a Saks light show in the Fifth Avenue shop windows.

The Bryant Park Winter Market, the Rocket Girls' Christmas show, ballet companies, popular Broadway musicals, and more—it's a feast for the eyes and ears.

Since the Manhattan Incident, the federal government has been working on the post-war reconstruction of Manhattan.

With a large investment of funds and human resources, Manhattan, which had been damaged, was quickly restored to its original state.

With sufficient funding, the United States can also demonstrate a sufficiently strong infrastructure.

Of course, it was because the Manhattan incident had such a huge impact that the attention it received increased dramatically, making Commissioners Smith and his team hesitant to take action.

Otherwise, with Commissioner Smith's involvement, it would have been completely impossible for Manhattan to complete the reconstruction in such a short time.

The two girls had a great time exploring Manhattan in winter.

Big cities have their own way of life.

Happy times are always short-lived.

Finally, in the evening, Gwen and Carrie went to Central Park together. They walked along the riverbank, enjoying the cold wind, and chatted while drinking steaming lattes.

Are you really planning to leave?

Gwen suddenly spoke.

Her expression showed reluctance.

She only received the news a few days ago: Carrie was leaving, and she didn't know where she was going.

Carrie didn't say it, but it was important.

Even if Carrie hadn't said anything, Gwen already had a vague idea in her mind.

This guess was so bold that even Gwen herself wasn't sure.

"Yes, I have to go now, Gwen."

Carrie was also reluctant to part with her best friend who had always been there for her and helped her, but she still made up her mind.

She is indeed leaving.

Her time at Midtown High School was short, but it healed the deep wounds in her heart, and she had to leave.

Because of the most important person in my life, Matthew.

Others may not know, but Carrie knows very well what happened in Sokovia.

After all, Matthew doesn't hide many things from Carrie.

The main focus is sincerity.

Carrie knew very well that the former Sokovia, now Terra, needed manpower, and in her heart, she was Matthew's sister.

Wherever Matthew went, she went.

Matthew created Terra, so she is a Terran, and she wants to dedicate her strength to Terra.

She needs to become stronger, she needs to train.

This was something she had been thinking about for several days.

“Okay, whatever you do, don’t forget, there’s a girl named Gwen Stacy waiting for you in New York.” Gwen looked at Carrie’s determined expression, her lips moved, and then she chose to offer her blessing.

Carrie nodded emphatically.

Although we've parted ways, it doesn't mean we have to completely cut off contact. In modern society, cell phones are not uncommon.

And what's more, there's the internet.

If all else fails, we can just video call.

The two girls talked for a long time.