Chapter 20 - Ch: 225-230

Chapter 225 We Surrender

Damn it, what are these monsters?!"

A special forces member had just let out a roar of dissatisfaction when, in the next second, his heart was pierced. He looked down blankly at the sharp claws, his consciousness fading further and further away.

"Alert! Maintain alert, use nuclear warheads, fire at the distance."

Crossbones shook his head and quickly made up his mind: they must use nuclear bombs!

Anyway, it wasn't on their home ground, so when nuclear bombs were needed, they should be used without hesitation. They wouldn't be held responsible for anything that happened.

Everything could be discussed after they survived. Only by living could there be output, and only by living could there be talk of responsibility.

Winter Soldier's side was fine, with Hulk taking the lead.

The Outriders' claws were extremely sharp and powerful, but they couldn't penetrate Hulk's defensive armor, not even leaving a white mark.

Relying on Hulk as the front-line tank to absorb damage, they unleashed their full firepower from the rear.

Buildings and tall structures on all sides began to be covered with pitch-black Outriders. These four-limbed crawling monsters bared their sharp teeth, letting out ferocious roars at them, as if they had found a feast and were going mad.

"Looks like we can have a good fight!"

Iron Man and War Machine descended from the sky, landing near Winter Soldier.

Thor, Loki, Green Goblin and his son, Dr. Octopus, Spider-Man, Whiplash, and others—these Super Heroes and villains united for the first time.

Facing the alien assault, there was no better solution. First, win the battle, then talk about survival.

A laser energy cannon blast sent several Outridersflying, dismembered in mid-air by the shell's explosion.

Having Super Heroes deal with Outriders was actually a bit demeaning. Super Heroes were, after all, hero units, at least much stronger than cannon fodder.

They were at least mini-boss level, but now they were being used to fight cannon fodder, which was indeed very demeaning.

War Machine held his hands level, and the laser cannons rising from his wrists flashed continuously, sweeping wildly as if they were machine guns.

Lasers were very useful, much more powerful than traditional gunpowder bullets, and their endurance was greatly enhanced.

The weight and volume of gunpowder bullets meant they couldn't be carried in large quantities. Their positioning was only for special combat operations.

On a real battlefield, as a source of firepower, they would run out of ammunition in less than two minutes!

Now, being able to improve firepower output, continuously provide long-range firepower for thirty minutes to an hour, without suddenly running out of energy when needed, that was the true War Machine.

The previous one was, at best, an Iron Tortoise Shell.

"Seriously, everything on alien Planets is so incredible. These creatures only appear in horror games, right?!"

"You don't know the half of it, buddy. Finish this quickly. I must, immediately, experience what alien women are like!"

Tony had completely emerged from the shadow of Maya's death, returning to his old playboy style of liking all kinds of beautiful women.

"Heh heh, the Stark family certainly has a heavy taste. I just saw a crab-person, seems to be female, very suitable for you."

Whiplash's voice was still very unfriendly. He truly hated Tony, especially his arrogant demeanor.

What he needed was to revitalize his own nation, and it seemed he had succeeded. The Anthony family would not be weaker than the Stark family!

Clap!

The high-voltage electric whip lashed down, capable of directly splitting the thick-skinned Outriders in half!

And not just one, but two or three were cut in half at once!

Using melee weapons as the primary input had a great advantage: the energy consumption would be greatly reduced.

"Activate one-hit kill mode!"

Spider-Man also switched to a special mode. Six nano-tech spider limbs extended from his back, their sharp arrowheads easily piercing the head of every Outrider.

Through the internal AI, it scanned and locked onto the Outriders' weak points, and each jab of the limb resulted in a one-hit kill for the Outrider.

Death!

Death was spreading, but only the Outriders were dying, as were the Chitauri Star civilians. After they ran out, they had no shelter.

They were either killed by artillery shells or robbed by their own people.

Now they encountered the Outriders, these manufactured creatures with extremely violent and brutal tendencies.

Their favorite thing was to tear apart and devour any flesh-and-blood creature they saw, as this was the only way to alleviate some of their pain.

"Long live Wakanda!"

Black Panther stepped forward again, having the front-line warriors activate their energy shields, while he himself went full throttle, leading the charge by example.

"Long live Wakanda!"

The Royal Guards behind him also charged. These bald women were not afraid of death at all. To charge with their King was the best thing, and the greatest honor!

Nova Corps Command Building.

Noreen looked at the rampaging Outriders outside. Her white hair and wrinkles around her eyes showed she was no longer a young woman.

"What is the fleet situation?"

"All destroyed. There is still one fleet that hasn't returned. The home fleet, including fleets mobilized from other outposts, has already been annihilated.

The home fleet was annihilated by the invaders, and the reinforcing fleets were annihilated by the Kree fleet.

Commander, the ground defense forces have also been dispersed. All the generals we could contact have been killed.

Currently, there are fewer than ten thousand soldiers remaining. We cannot contact them; the communication towers were destroyed.

What should we do next? Please instruct!"

Deputy Commander Roman's expression showed fear and bewilderment. He didn't know why the Nova Corps, once invincible with a powerful fleet, had fallen to this extent.

They faced not one enemy, but two factions of enemies.

Although the Kree and the invaders were not a single entity, and even clashed, the invaders emerged completely victorious. They were simply unable to stop them.

"Contact their people. Tell them we surrender."

New Star Supreme finally spoke these words after a long struggle.

Though difficult, for the sake of survival, they had to surrender.

And she still had a question: what faction did the other side belong to, and which Planet did they come from?

Were they friends of Captain Marvel, Carol Danvers? Why were they attacking them?

Steve was about to land when Hill's voice came through his ear.

"Husband, good news. Chitauri Star intends to surrender. They can surrender, and the only condition is to spare the native residents.

The Corps soldiers can be disbanded, and the council members can also be disbanded. They demand fair civilian treatment."

It was clear that Hill was in a good mood. This was their first declaration of war against a cosmic power, and they started at the peak.

"Acceptable. You handle it.

I'll take care of those monsters down there. This place can serve as our base of operations in the future, providing robots for Edith.

As for computational power, perhaps the Mind Stonecan help her improve it. We'll go back and check after we've resolved things here."

A Infinity Gauntlet, crafted by the system-rewarded estate, appeared on Steve's left hand.

It was very good, its effect not much worse than the one forged by the Dwarf King.

Four Infinity Stones were already embedded in it, which was the source of his confidence.

Just as he was about to act, a figure suddenly appeared.

It was Hela, whom he hadn't seen in a long time. She still had some scars, and her pitch-black, dark green armor had turned crystal pure white. Her demeanor had also changed from cold and gloomy to gentle and calm.

"Have you become an Elf Queen?"

"You are the elf! I have comprehended the Law of Life. The opposite of death is life. Without understanding new life, one cannot understand death."

Hela scoffed, a faint smile playing on her lips.

She came to Steve, naturally, to experience what new life felt like. How to experience it?

That would naturally be to personally carry a child for ten months and give birth.

"Congratulations! But I need to deal with those scumbags now. We can talk properly later."

Although Steve found it a bit abrupt, it was within a reasonable range.

It was also normal for Hela to become a Life Goddess, as long as she didn't become an Elf Queen.

He hadn't watched Middle-earth, nor did he understand what was so good about it, besides beauty. What was the difference from a village brawl?

"No need, just let me do it!"

Hela slowly descended from outer space, her eyes already fixed on the rampaging Outriders.

Her high heel stepped on an Outrider's head, completely dismembering it.

She spread her hands, and a full moon rose behind her.

Her standard twin swords had also been replaced by the Eternal Spear, upon which burned the Eternal Flame that would never extinguish.

A surge of energy was injected into the ground, spreading out rapidly like a spider web.

It moved along the ruins and continuously climbed up the walls of the tall buildings.

Every Outrider that came into contact with this energy stopped its rampage, its movements halted, as if time had stood still.

This scene appeared very strange, and it was clear that these Outriders were undergoing a transformation.

From their crazy and brutal appearance, they turned into Hakimis, existing as something similar to puppies.

Steve's face was covered in black lines. What did this mean?

He didn't like keeping pets, and he had told every wife that.

If they could get married, then they shouldn't keep pets. People who didn't even care for their own parents, yet acted as a 'poop scooper' for an animal every day, were more filial to it than to their parents.

Such childless cat ladies, he wanted them to roll as far away as possible.

Those who wanted to fight with fists here would only be met with bullets.

Whatever you say, one shot, and you still want to fight with fists? Fight your damn mother!

"These murderous monsters, you've turned them into puppies. Are you perhaps trying to redeem them?"

"No, in the next battle, I will make them turn against their own. Only dying in battle is their best destination."

Hela finished speaking and glanced at Steve, letting out an annoyed huff, as if defending herself.

"You wouldn't think that after a period of cultivation, I'd return as some idiotic bleeding heart, would you?"

"Hard to say!"

Steve shrugged indifferently, clearly unimpressed by this approach.

If it was truly as Hela said, collecting them now and throwing them into battle later, then it wasn't impossible.

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to argue with you.

In the next war, I'll show you that the servants of the Life Goddess are truly brave and skilled in battle!

Oh, and I've also dealt with those plagues for you. That's no problem."

Hela lifted her head proudly, as if awaiting a compliment.

Seeing the once cold and proud Hela, who would never bow her head, transform into this coy, almost girlish figure, Steve was somewhat silent. He gently stroked her forehead,

"Are you alright?"

"Get lost! You're the one who's not alright!"

Hela glared fiercely at him. What an idiot, completely clueless about romance!

"Haha, you did very well, excellent, Hela. Later, I will personally introduce you to the other sisters.

You joined late, so you must call them 'sister'! If you don't behave, hmph, I will continue to teach you a lesson!"

Steve leaned in, his eyes fierce.

"If you're so capable, come now, don't wait. I want to see what you can do!"

Hela raised an eyebrow. She wasn't afraid, or rather, she was quite looking forward to it.

The two vanished into the air, their whereabouts unknown.

Only Hill and Sharon, under the escort of Jean Grey and Sand Dust Angel, landed on Chitauri Star, stepping onto this unfamiliar Planet for the first time.

The barrier of the Nova Corps Command building was removed, and a special forces team was the first to enter to secure the scene, preventing any ambushes inside.

The security guards were roughly dragged out, completely deprived of any dignity as defeated opponents.

Laser guns were aimed at their foreheads, just waiting for them to resist to have a reason and opportunity for a one-hit kill!

This was somewhat humiliating, somewhat insulting.

But these guards still closed their eyes, choosing to accept the humiliation.

The defeated had no dignity. Others might grant them a tiny bit, the size of a fingernail, if they chose to. If not, that was normal. The defeated didn't need dignity, nor were they worthy of it.

New Star Supreme Noreen's expression was a bit stiff. When she saw Hill, as a fellow woman, she had to praise her as 'sassy'!

Women weren't necessarily alluring and charming; they could also be heroic and valiant. Different styles suited different people.

Hill had never taken the seductive route from the beginning, so she naturally stood out.

"Hello, I am Hill, Steve's wife. From now on, Chitauri Star is under our command.

You may remain, but you will need to undergo testing and selection. We will only accept elites, and absolutely no garbage!"

Roman looked on, bewildered. He looked left and right, thinking she was calling others garbage.

But there was no one else around. If he wasn't mistaken, 'garbage' referred to himself.

"Thank you for your generosity. I represent the civilians of Chitauri Star in thanking you, and I also represent the Nova Corps soldiers in thanking you."

Noreen was still trying to say something polite.

But she heard a dark-green-haired woman, exuding an untamed aura, scoffing.

"Represent? What right do you have to represent others?

A Corps that is garbage from top to bottom should just die!"

Polaris deeply disliked the Nova Corps. If they had simply collected tolls honestly, that would have been understandable.

But collecting money and then trying to take advantage of other people's wives—that was a classic example of moral decay.

Without morality, without reverence, and without law, everything on this Planet was rotten to the core!

Chapter 226 Thanos: How dare you, you bastard, plot against me!

New Star Supreme Noreen was very embarrassed to hear this. How could she not know that the defeated had no status?

Thinking that they were merely outsiders, and according to the data, not a team that had been venturing in the Universe for many years, they didn't understand some of the rules of the Universe.

If they could continue to rule the Chitauri Star's residents, secretly accumulate strength, find the opponent's weaknesses, they might still be able to turn the tide and win later.

Now that it was exposed, her little calculations were probably completely revealed. Talking about these things now would only invite ridicule.

"My Lord is right, I am not qualified."

With that, Noreen presented a key.

"This is the database key. After opening the hatch, inside is the central controller, containing all the data of Chitauri Star and the Nova Corps.

I have already issued a surrender order to all Nova Corps. Please review it, My Lord."

Hill sneered. The so-called Chitauri Star database had already been infiltrated by Edith, and all the data had been copied.

"Go and open the warehouse."

"Yes, My Lord."

Noreen had no intention of setting up any ambush. Since their legion couldn't defeat the opponent, playing these small tricks would only add to the ridicule.

Even if one could be ambushed, what good would it do? It wouldn't help the situation in the slightest.

Moreover, she had already deleted the core data, including the design data for Nova Corps' fighter jets and the activation of the protective net.

Some underground factories and air raid shelter locations were also deleted. A lot of supplies were stockpiled there, enough for the remaining Nova Corpsto go underground.

They would use guerrilla warfare to harass the home Planet and disrupt the opponent's rule.

To occupy Chitauri Star, the convenience of the Universetransit station's star field, good public order, and a stable environment are all indispensable.

Who would stay in a place where even safety cannot be guaranteed?

Before long, a second Chitauri Star would appear.

Without a Planet, they would create a space station, a massive space station to replace the role of Chitauri Star.

As long as the opponent dared to rashly attack the emerging space station, they would inevitably provoke other Universe forces. At that time, by drawing other forces into the war against Hill and others, combined with hidden supplies and Nova Corps soldiers who had gone underground, they might not be without a chance.

The development of Universe civilization was very rapid, not much worse than Blue Star, already considered a high-level civilization.

Although the Thirty-Six Stratagems did not appear in the Universe, similar scenarios were not uncommon, and there were many ways.

Unless there was an absolute crushing advantage in strength, it was very difficult to truly convince people.

Being defeated was not terrible. Finding an opportunity to make a comeback, one could still return with full force.

Noreen opened the hatch, revealing a large supercomputer occupying over three thousand square meters.

Relying on its massive size, it was equipped with countless circuit boards and chips, increasing its computing power through sheer quantity to support the execution speed of a vast network.

"Edith, check what they've hidden?"

Hill expressionlessly gave the command in Chinese. This was the language and script Steve had always made them learn.

Although they didn't understand, none of them were negligent and diligently studied it, almost using it as their native language.

The meaning of Chinese characters and language had multiple expressions. They recognized each individual character, but when combined, sometimes even they didn't know what it meant.

Such a language was cumbersome and complex, but it could provide good cover and prevent eavesdropping by aliens.

Only by using it did they realize the benefits of Chinese.

At this moment, Noreen couldn't understand Hill's words at all, nor did she know what the other party meant.

In less than ten seconds, Edith had completed the scan.

"Madam, they deleted the locations of the underground air raid shelters and underground factories.

And the order was also conveyed to other Nova Corpssoldiers on the home Planet, ordering them to enter the air raid shelters and await further instructions."

A few seconds later, Edith supplemented, this was a conclusion derived from an analysis of existing intelligence and data.

Using artificial intelligence for data analysis, without any emotional involvement, and viewing problems from a broader perspective, often yields astonishing conclusions.

"They might be planning to use these troops for a counterattack, or to carry out sabotage and attacks within our rule.

Chitauri Star is a transit station, and safety and stability are the primary elements for attracting Universemerchant fleets.

They want to make this Planet chaotic, to create trouble for us, reduce income, and trap us in a quagmire war from which we cannot extricate ourselves."

Based solely on data analysis, Edith had thoroughly analyzed Noreen's thoughts.

A typical refusal to give up, with one of the three great illusions: I can counter-kill!

Hill didn't indulge her and gave orders to the robots.

"Imprison them separately, monitor them, and starve them for two days before we talk.

Sort out government affairs, proceed with repairs first, and replenish soldier consumption.

Locate the hidden rebel strongholds, but don't alert them.

Also mark the forces causing trouble during the overhaul period, and after the overhaul is complete, carry out precise targeted killings and decapitations."

Since it was a Planet seized by force, Hill had no intention of maintaining it. If it was going to be chaotic, then let it be chaotic.

They didn't care, nor did they need to.

During this time, Steve would return to Blue Star to retrieve the Mind Stone for Edith's intelligence upgrade.

With more powerful computing capabilities, she could control more robots.

The more hands there were, the more work could be done.

Mining, smelting, collecting, processing, manufacturing—all of these could be completed by Edith, establishing a streamlined factory in one go, very convenient for using local materials.

Relocating manufacturing is not a simple matter. It requires space, suitable transportation, and then a large number of skilled technical personnel and workers, followed by mechanical devices.

But all of these could be accomplished by Edith, this artificial intelligence. She, a supercomputer, was an army in herself, capable of being assigned to any robot to perform the corresponding worker's job.

The so-called technical personnel were no longer needed. The database contained mature data and experience, and robots could replace this professional position at any time.

Putting aside the complex talent cultivation and the talent problem that takes a long time to solve, it only required a signal, and a mechanical talent could be created within seconds.

With artificial intelligence, many things could be easily solved, and tedious processes could be simplified to an incredible degree.

This was Steve's confidence. With the artificial intelligence Edith, as long as she was continuously fed various data, she would be the highest-level talent!

Other constraints would not exist; the only thing that could bind her was insufficient computing power.

Steve was not at the Nova Corps headquarters at this time; the takeover could be left to Hill, who was better at overall management than him.

He was currently interrogating Gamora, this slender, green-faced woman, who also had another identity: Thanos's adopted daughter, a top assassin.

Since they had already fallen out with Thanos, it wouldn't hurt to offend him even more severely now.

Two hours later, Gamora had no strength left to curse, having been tormented into unconsciousness.

Her luck was good; besides her, another of Thanos's subordinates, Proxima Midnight, was also imprisoned.

This female general was also in the same predicament, even worse than Gamora, having been tormented more severely.

Anyway, it was someone else's car, so they drove it hard, not feeling any pain at all.

Not only was it violent driving, but they also stood up and pedaled, which was excessively outrageous, without any thought of care or affection, only doing whatever pleased them, whatever made them happy.

After an unknown period, the two slowly woke up.

There was no bathroom in the cell, not even a toilet. Only fresh food was placed nearby.

The aroma of fried food, the savory scent of rich soup, constantly triggered their hunger.

Those with backbone could persevere, as long as they followed the instructions on the nearby sign, cursing Thanos as a born lowlife bastard, a trash animal whose whole family would be hit by a car and die.

Then, they had to admit three times that they were the concubines of the powerful Captain America Steve Rogers, and they would naturally get to eat fragrant rice.

In addition, they would also gain access to the toilet and bathroom.

If they stubbornly resisted, they would have to endure hunger, cold, and a double torment of mind. They weren't afraid of them breaking down, nor were they afraid of them committing suicide.

This was a battle of wills, the first step in confronting Thanos: first, poach his subordinates to work for them.

If successful, they might even uncover some of Thanos's secrets.

If not, it didn't matter. After all, it wasn't their property, so even if it was damaged, they wouldn't feel any pain.

Others' things are always the best, why?

It's because you don't feel bad using them, you can use them as you please, so naturally, it's exceptionally enjoyable and receives rave reviews, truly.

On a Planet covered in corpses and ruins, survivors silently wept, sadly collecting the bodies of their loved ones.

Some bolder ones looked with angry eyes at the fleet soldiers who were preparing to evacuate, as if to remember their faces, to retaliate if given the chance in the future.

The tall man, nearly three meters in height, had returned to his exclusive ship via the gravity device, picking up a rag to wipe the blood from his great sword.

It was another exhilarating victory. Some people always misunderstood his approach, believing that insufficient Universe resources were caused by overpopulation.

He immediately proposed to randomly eliminate half of the population, regardless of gender, age, or social status. It was all by drawing lots; whoever drew the short straw died.

If only half of the people on an entire Planet survived, it would be beneficial for the future development of the entire Universe, and the benefits were obvious.

Even if it didn't involve the Universe, just this Planet, if half the people died, regardless of their status.

The vacant positions of high-ranking individuals could also allow those below to be promoted, which was a good cycle for reinjecting vitality and reshuffling power.

It was indeed cruel, but it was a fatal blow only to the high-level family powers on the home Planet, making no difference to the common people.

They would either be killed by the Dark Legion or enslaved to death; either way, they would die. Why not choose a death that offered a chance to rise up?

Throwing the rag aside, Thanos returned his weapon to the weapon rack.

The hatch opened, and a figure stumbled in, his steps unsteady, not from kidney deficiency, but from internal injuries gradually forming in his body after violent beatings.

The healing speed of internal injuries is many times slower than external injuries, and some internal injuries cannot heal without medication and specific conditioning methods.

Corvus Glaive walked up to Thanos with a metal sphere, knelt on one knee to show submission and reverence, and offered the sphere with both hands.

"My Lord, I have not failed you. The Power Stone has been recovered.

Chitauri Star was attacked by an unknown force. We do not know who they are.

However, during the engagement, the database showed that one of the individuals was from the blacklist mission that had previously destroyed a Chitauri Legionmothership.

He led a mechanical army to attack Chitauri Star and has now defeated the Nova Corps and taken control of Chitauri Star.

Proxima Midnight was captured while covering my retreat, and Gamora was thrown into a Chitauri Starprison during her infiltration, and contact has now been lost."

His voice was indignant, suppressing anger, trying his best to explain things clearly.

He desperately wanted revenge. His wife had been captured, and he didn't know what kind of torment she would endure.

If he could rescue his wife as soon as possible, that would naturally be the best outcome.

If not, he would find an opportunity to act later.

Without relying on Thanos and the Dark Legion, relying solely on his own strength would be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. If he wasn't careful, he'd be captured and play the role of the cuckold in an island nation's hentai, which would truly be laughable.

Thanos expressionlessly took the sphere. During his long period of slaughter, he found the task of finding Planet civilizations and then slaughtering them too troublesome.

It was highly inefficient, an ancient and primitive method that could be used, but not continuously.

Otherwise, by the time he died, he wouldn't have cleared many Planets.

He had to find a more efficient method. The Infinity Gauntlet, paired with the six Infinity Stones, would only require a snap of his fingers to instantly wipe out half of all life in the entire Universe.

He opened the metal sphere, and the nuclear bomb inside was activated.

Beep beep beep!

Thanos's calm eyes suddenly widened. He violently threw the sphere away, pulled out a shield from underneath, and activated an energy shield for defense.

Boom!

The violent explosion blew a hole straight through the mothership. This new type of nuclear bomb had a power roughly a thousand times that of an atomic bomb, and it was also very small, employing nanotechnology, capable of instantly erupting dozens of uncontrollable nuclear fissions, each equivalent to an atomic bomb explosion.

If Thanos's warship hadn't been made of the top-tier metals in the Universe, this miniature nuclear bomb would probably have destroyed the entire warship, rather than just blowing a hole through it.

Even so, the warship lost power and began to fall from high altitude.

Corvus Glaive fared even worse, instantly turning into dust and ashes, completely unaware of what had happened.

With just a flash of fire, he seemed to see his great-grandmother waving at him, and before he could understand why, his consciousness was swallowed by endless darkness.

Chapter 227 Green Goblin: Captain, do you support me?

Thanos was fine; he just felt a burning sensation on his face. He could withstand missiles and survive a high-altitude fall and impact from a man-made satellite without a scratch.

The explosion of this nuclear bomb could indeed harm him, and the nuclear radiation and magnetic field generated after the blast made him feel very uncomfortable.

He was actually ambushed!

He didn't get the Power Stone; instead, he personally delivered a nuclear bomb that almost killed him!

Thanos, who usually had no emotional fluctuations, was also enraged. For no reason, with no prior grudges, why were they targeting him like this?

He turned his head to look, only to see that his chief sorcerer, Ebony Maw, had been vaporized on the spot, leaving behind an irremovable Shadow trace.

Flesh separated, then turned to White bones. But under high temperatures, this process was directly integrated, and even fused with the molecules of the steel floor, transforming into this state.

Corvus Glaive was dead, Proxima Midnight was captured, his daughter Gamora had lost contact, and now Ebony Maw, his strategist, was also dead.

He suddenly became a lone wolf. No, he still had Black Dwarf, a brute.

Black Dwarf could charge into battle, but expecting him to have any intelligence was like trying to teach a sow to climb a tree.

"Chitauri Star! I've marked it!"

Thanos's roar echoed endlessly through the ship. He was experiencing a burst of rage for the first time. To achieve his noble ideals, he had always restrained his emotions.

He didn't let emotions influence his reason, as that would make his original intention lose its intended form and also lose the motivation it provided.

Even after conquering a Planet's civilization and being constantly cursed and reviled, he had never gotten angry.

Anger would only affect his intention to implement fairness, a random culling of people regardless of gender, age, status, or wealth.

To ensure the long-term development of the Universe, and to prevent their Planets from becoming like his home, destroyed due to resource depletion.

The saying, 'Having been rained on, one wants to hold an umbrella for others,' doesn't quite fit Thanos.

If a Planet is destroyed, it is destroyed. The existence or non-existence of a Planet is an insignificant speck of dust in the vast Universe; it has no impact at all.

As long as there was no plundering of inter-stellar civilizations, it actually didn't matter.

As violent tremors came, the ship crashed to the ground. Its sturdy structure ensured the hull was undamaged, but many of the mounted cannons were broken due to the high-altitude fall and impact.

Seeing this, the local residents' ruler immediately raised his arms and shouted, urging them to seize the Chitauri Legion's weapons and lead the remaining residents in resisting Thanos.

Immediately, the sounds of battle erupted again. The resistance fighters, whose loved ones had just been slaughtered, were filled with extreme anger.

With someone leading the charge, they naturally wanted to tear their enemies to shreds.

Never mind the equipment disparity, just to vent their anger and avenge their loved ones!

Thanos also received messages from his Officers below. Besides the four generals, there were many high-ranking Chitauri serving as Officers, responsible for commanding the army.

They were the backbone. Without the four generals, things would just become more complicated, requiring Thanos to handle everything personally, but it wasn't a major problem.

"Kill! Leave no one alive!"

The enraged Thanos ultimately suppressed his reason. He channeled all the anger from being ambushed into the resistance of the local residents.

He was just looking for a place to vent, something to slaughter. Only blood and screams could quell the rage in his heart!

The resistance army didn't have many weapons to begin with, relying solely on their passion and the fury of revenge.

Their courage was commendable, but in the face of an absolute disparity in strength, such courage was worthless; it would only make them die faster!

"Charge! Kill the invaders, avenge our loved ones!"

Bang!

As soon as the resistance leader finished speaking, his head was blown off by an energy rifle. His headless body remained standing.

This left the resistance fighters behind him stunned, their burning anger seemingly doused quite a bit.

Thanos picked up his double-bladed sword again, his expression becoming extremely sinister.

"Kill, leave no one alive! Let this place become a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Kill every living being; I don't want to see any living creatures.

After the War, plant explosives on this Planet and utterly shatter it!"

This was like killing and desecrating the corpse. How much hatred must there be to do such a thing?

Half a month later.

The Super Heroes were teleported back to Blue Star. Their spoils of War would be delivered shortly.

Having experienced a Universe War, they felt as if they had grown a lot, having witnessed the splendor of the Universe, high-tech spaceship fleets, and new combat methods. These were all things they could boast about to their future children and grandchildren.

Unfortunately, they were only in a mercenary capacity. The rewards were generous, but living on Chitauri Starfor a long time would be somewhat unfamiliar to them.

Although Blue Star was relatively backward and constantly chaotic.

It was, after all, the Planet of their birth, and they had some emotional attachment to it. It was hard to leave their homeland; they wouldn't want to unless absolutely necessary.

"Steve, what do you plan to do next?"

Iron Man Tony really wanted to go back and thoroughly research the alien technology he had acquired, and also to further develop his nanotech armor.

Out of respect and curiosity for his comrade, he really wanted to know what this Captain America, who didn't quite live up to his name, intended to do.

"You're not planning to make America great again, are you?"

Spider-Man Peter's expression was a bit strange. He was a genuine redneck, but with a higher education, having attended college, possessing some experience, and also being a Super Hero.

He was very interested and enthusiastic about rebuilding the United States and making it prosperous again.

Although Aunt Mei had married Steve and was expecting their second child.

But Spider-Man would never forget what Uncle Benhad told him.

With great power comes great responsibility!

Others might not do it, but he couldn't *not* do it, or he would be tormented by his conscience.

Once his inner conflict became too great, he might even lose his superpowers, and this had happened before.

That was when Mary Jane rejected him and went with another man. That feeling was incredibly heartbreaking, and he was also backstabbed by a good friend.

During that time, he lost his superpowers and lived as a mortal for a while after the New York Battle, getting serious with his current wife. Ordinary life was truly good.

Without superpowers then, he naturally didn't think about saving the World or saving civilians.

Now that his superpowers were back, he had to shoulder that responsibility again to be worthy of such abilities.

Everyone looked at Steve curiously, wanting to know what this former Captain America intended to do now that the United States had disintegrated.

Could it be that he really wanted to shout, "Make America great again!" like that last President?

Right after he finished shouting the slogan, the United States disintegrated!

This kind of contrast really made people unable to hold back!

"What a joke. America is finished. What's this about making America great again? Don't you all feel like laughing and cursing?"

Steve was amused. What was America? It was just a capitalist company packaged as a country.

Make America great again?

Making it *wither* again was more like it.

Everyone was amused. Actually, the disintegration of the United States was indeed upsetting. Iron Man, for example, was very upset, being a true-born American.

These genuine rednecks genuinely loved the United States and really hoped to do something.

Rhodes also laughed, but there was a hint of bitterness in his smile.

As a soldier, seeing his own country disintegrate, what could be sadder than that?

Whiplash, on the other hand, found it very satisfying. Because he was a Soviet, and although the Soviet Union had disintegrated, it had once been a superpower.

They were sworn enemies with the United States, never interacting.

Now, seeing his former adversary also disintegrate and perish due to various reasons, he, as a Soviet, naturally found it very satisfying, thrilling, and even arrogant.

"I need to go to Sokovia. There's still a HYDRA branch there to deal with, and I'll pick up a few things while I'm at it.

They still have quite a few things developed using Chitauri Legion weapon debris and spaceship wreckage. Perhaps they'll be helpful to you.

I don't need them anymore. After dealing with the HYDRA branch in Sokovia, I'll return to Chitauri Star.

If you want to go there in the future, you can send a message. I'll arrange it when I see it in the group chat.

The territory has just been taken, so it still needs to be reorganized. It won't be that fast. You can take your time to arrange your affairs.

Whether you want to travel or settle down, it doesn't matter.

We're leaving for Sokovia now. Those who want to come with me can, and those who don't can leave on their own. It's on a voluntary basis."

Steve didn't force them, nor did he need to. He was enough to deal with the HYDRA branch alone.

Besides, there was one thing he didn't mention, and that was that he was there for the Infinity Stones.

If they were willing to come, they would naturally get a share. If they weren't willing, they certainly wouldn't get anything.

Business is business, and favors are favors. One thing at a time.

If they came to help, then it was legitimate to share the spoils.

This was within a reasonable scope, and they could also choose not to take anything.

"I'll help you. Since I'm already out, it's fine if I don't go back for a short time."

Green Goblin was the first to step forward and express his stance, still with that extremely sinister smile.

"But I have a question, Captain. I want to unify the United States and establish a Super Hero empire, a slave state. Will you support me?"

As soon as this sentence was uttered, everyone's expressions varied: some were strange, some were watching the show, and some were angry.

Slavery?

What did this Green Goblin want to do!

Steve was no longer involved in Blue Star affairs, so he actually didn't care what Blue Star became.

It was now a chaotic situation, with the United Statesdisintegrated and the former economic order collapsed. Many regions relied on the U.S. market, and they were also affected.

U.S. debt in their hands became worthless paper, and U.S. troops in various places became mountain bandits.

Without order, everything was decided by brute force.

Never mind human rights or animal welfare. When a gun was pointed at their heads, they said nothing about so-called environmentalism or animal protectionism, and even led the charge in the opposite direction.

In civilized times, if you spoke of civilization, you were treated as a good person to be bullied. But in chaotic times, these scumbags were the first to be purged.

They were barely surviving, so who cared about this or that? Just kill them, better to kill the wrong person than to let one go!

"I'm no longer involved in Blue Star affairs. I'm not interested in Blue Star's matters. Don't ask me; I abstain."

Steve certainly wouldn't openly support it, but he wouldn't oppose it either.

It truly had nothing to do with him. Whether he opposed it or approved it, it really had no bearing.

On the way to Sokovia, everyone was silent.

Heroes and villains could occasionally cooperate, but they could never truly be in cahoots.

Green Goblin's sly smile probably meant he was already brewing some sinister ideas.

Super Heroes indeed disdained to associate with him, but what if he found a way to frame Super Heroes, making ordinary people dislike or even oppose them?

If their base of support turned against them, would they still be heroes?

Being an unsung hero? But then don't wonder why ordinary people could always find them and then settle accounts with them.

Sokovia.

A large castle, with a European medieval style, stood on the highest snowy mountain.

It had been converted into a bunker, heavily garrisoned by taxi soldiers.

The outer watchtowers were attacked, and before they could report the message, the people were already blown sky-high.

"Report, Officer, enemies are invading. They are those super-powered individuals."

The Officer rushed forward to report. Ordinary mortal soldiers simply couldn't stop super-powered individuals.

Baron Strucker's expression was somewhat gloomy. He glanced at the only two surviving experimental subjects; this brother and sister pair had survived after being activated with Infinity Stones energy.

"Release them. Everyone fight to the death. Begin destroying the data."

He said to fight to the end, but he already knew the tide had turned.

Ordinary super-powered individuals couldn't possibly be here. Those who could be here must be the Avengers!

The tool-people below fighting to the death could create more value, but Baron Strucker had no intention of dying. He could surrender and still had many bargaining chips to ensure his survival.

When everyone attacked the defensive line, they realized that a group of elite troops was stationed there. They used energy laser weapons.

In some areas, people couldn't even afford traditional gunpowder firearms, but here, everyone had one.

"It seems the HYDRA branch here is truly rich, Rhodes. It looks like we're going to strike it rich!"

Iron Man Tony shouted excitedly. He was very short on materials.

Stark Industries' wealth had shrunk, all sold off and converted into materials. Now, there was only one factory in the community, enough for him to tinker and spend for a long time.

Originally, Pepper had arranged all of this very well, and Steve also had shares in the corporation.

But as the strategic focus shifted, this place became dispensable, coupled with the arrival of chaos.

He simply sold off all industries and businesses, consolidated core data, moved the factory, and preserved the core.

At that time, Tony was in a coma again, so even if he wanted to discuss, there was no way to communicate.

Rhodes didn't plan to return to the army. The army had changed. He planned to follow Tony, at least to have a place to live and a job to provide a salary.

Chapter 228 Scarlet Witch Wanda

Clang!

Tony, who was flying, seemed to have hit something. He felt dizzy for a while, even though there was nothing in front of him. What the hell!

"Jarvis, what exactly is going on?"

"Sir, you've hit an energy shield. This shield extends from the inside out.

Either break it by force, or hack into it to disable its defense system."

"Then hack into the system. How long will it take?"

Tony shook his head to clear it.

"It will take about five minutes. Their firewall is perfectly constructed."

Jarvis's voice carried a hint of seriousness, clearly possessing unique emotions.

The superheroes below were still slaughtering, and even the good-natured Spider-Man Peter was knocking out HYDRA soldiers with a single punch.

Fists that weren't held back weren't as soft as in the movies; in fact, once unleashed, the power behind them could pulverize HYDRA soldiers, even those protected by bulletproof vests.

Blunt force carried a shockwave, causing damage even through bulletproof vests.

Steve grabbed a HYDRA soldier's leg, started his motorcycle, and accelerated sharply, dragging him across the snow.

Amidst the opponent's terrified screams, he threw him onto a pine tree.

Crack!

The immense impact instantly broke his spine, and he died instantly. This death was not painful, just a matter of a split second.

Thor was even more unrestrained, splitting both man and gun in half with a single axe swing.

Such violent actions were completely unlike the Thor of the past; instead, he was moving further and further down a path of extreme violence.

Speaking of violence, it had to be Hulk.

With his thick-skinned defense mechanism, he could lift his foot and stomp a resisting HYDRA soldier into a meat patty.

He grabbed two at a time, squeezed them hard, and with the sound of cracking eggs, the two unlucky HYDRA soldiers also went limp and fell, completely unable to resist. They were already dead.

Facing the energy shield, Tony and his team still had to wait outside.

Steve drove his motorcycle directly through using the Space Stone, making that layer of energy shield no different from a joke in front of him!

"Huh? No, buddy, why didn't you tell me you had that trick earlier!"

Tony's eyes went dark as he watched. This made him look like a clown; it was simply too underhanded.

"You didn't ask! More practice is good for improving Jarvis's computing power, buddy, trust me."

Steve patted Tony's shoulder, his tone not without a hint of jest.

The next second, he teleported away again, completely and utterly toying with him.

Tony was so angry he almost couldn't catch his breath. Fighting alongside Steve, he'd be angered to death sooner or later.

After entering the castle, Steve changed his attire.

He went straight to the laboratory at the foot of the mountain, which was already deserted, with only instruments scattered everywhere and metal wires hanging haphazardly, giving it a makeshift feel.

On the experimental table lay a scepter, the very one Loki brought during the New York Battle.

Because of this, Loki didn't dare to run away now, fearing that if Thanos caught him, he would truly be tortured to death.

Having lost an Infinity Stone, even as an Asgardian prince, he would be flayed alive. This was no joke; it could happen in a matter of minutes.

Just as Steve was about to reach for the scepter, a fair-skinned, blonde woman appeared behind him.

Her hands were wreathed in a crystalline red glow, the light carrying a murky sensation that made one very uncomfortable.

Steve spun around abruptly and delivered a hand chop to Wanda's neck, knocking her unconscious, then picked up the scepter and threw it into the warehouse.

"Edith, take out the Mind Stone and use it to enhance your own computing power. I look forward to your evolution."

"Yes, Master, I will not disappoint your expectations."

Edith's voice shifted from cold to a hint of anticipation; artificial intelligence could also possess emotions.

Her underlying logic was simple: to serve Steve, her Master, well. That was all; it wasn't complicated.

Her subsequent service to Hill, Sharon, and Polaris all stemmed from this core principle of serving Steve well.

The simpler the underlying logic, the less likely it was for various complex problems to arise; one could say the probability of problems was almost zero.

For example, Tony's logic for Ultron was to protect the peace of Blue Star, which was too complex.

As long as one understood the logic behind it, one would realize that failure was inevitable.

Maintaining the peace of Blue Star, yet without defining what 'peace' meant—how could these two words be interpreted?

Secondly, the means to achieve the goal were not limited. What if some methods required sacrificing others to achieve it?

And it overlooked one point: the development of human society is inevitably accompanied by contradictions and conflicts, ignoring the natural contradiction between human free will and peace.

Moreover, one only needed to look at history to know one thing: wars throughout human history were caused by humans themselves.

The extraordinary abilities of the Avengers were a threat; people would fear such power, and because they couldn't obtain it, they would destroy it.

Either submit or resist; there was simply no possibility of peaceful coexistence. That was all wishful thinking.

Look at Green Goblin's idea: establishing a superhuman empire and enslaving ordinary people to serve superhumans. This idea surprisingly gained the approval of most people.

Even if there were heroes with a sense of justice like Spider-Man who opposed it, could he oppose it? Could his wife oppose it?

Could his landlord father-in-law oppose it? These things were beneficial to them and harmless.

Putting everything aside, even if they didn't want to enslave others, there were naturally other relatives who could be corrupted.

They only needed to turn ordinary people against them, oppose them, and ideally force one or two people to their deaths. With a fatal conflict, Spider-Man's opposition wouldn't matter.

Having resolved the issue of Edith's evolution, Stevelooked at the unconscious Wanda, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

Since she delivered herself to him, he wouldn't be polite.

Things like love and romance were all superficial; only by consuming it could it truly be his!

Poor Wanda had no idea what fate awaited her. She had just gained freedom, and soon after, she would have to prepare to become a mother.

Half an hour later.

The Avengers looked at Quicksilver, who was tied up by Spider-Man, with very unfriendly expressions.

This kid was like a fly; his speed was indeed fast, and he had toyed with them for quite a while using his speed advantage.

"You little brat, so you're the one called Quicksilver, huh! Today, I'm going to teach you a lesson and show you what it means to know your place!"

Little Green Goblin Harry planned to make a cameo as Spartacus, with Quicksilver as Caesar.

"Wait a minute! Stop, stop, this is too dirty. Don't do these messy things here."

Tony quickly stopped them; this was too disgusting.

He wasn't against such things; everyone had their preferences. Having seen the vast Universe and other alien women, his horizons had broadened considerably.

But some things, niche tastes, should be kept quiet and hidden, not brought out into the open. Otherwise, they shouldn't blame his capitalist iron fist for dealing with them harshly.

"Kid, I ask you, why did you attack us?

And are you HYDRA? Are you interested in joining the Avengers?"

Steve wasn't there, and no one knew where he had gone. Tony had no choice but to step up and play the role of Captain.

"You took Wanda! Where is Wanda! I'm not HYDRA! And I don't like the Avengers!

You Americans brought harm to Sokovia, brought war and famine. I hate Americans!"

Quicksilver almost died of fright. A little later, he felt like he would be learning how to sing "Chrysanthemum Terrace."

Now, he blurted out everything in one go, unable to explain himself otherwise.

Between honor and integrity, he chose clarity.

"What Wanda? We haven't even seen Wanda."

"Who is Wanda?"

"Wanda is my sister. We both underwent HYDRA's experiments and gained superpowers. Our only thought was to get revenge on Iron Man.

Our house was struck by a Stark Industries missile back then, and it landed right in front of my sister and me.

We waited for the countdown to death, filled with such despair and helplessness.

Fortunately, it was a dud, but our neighbors weren't so lucky; their family of five was all killed in the explosion."

Quicksilver recounted, in fits and starts, the reasons for his actions, not hiding his disgust and hatred for Tony.

All of this was caused by warmongers, by the United States and NATO. One day, he would kill all these people and make them pay!

"Kid, you're also a victim of capitalism, and so am I. Perhaps we can sit down and talk.

As for your sister, is she pretty?"

Green Goblin wore a sinister smile that sent shivers down one's spine.

Quicksilver immediately became wary, looking at him with hostile eyes.

"Uncle, you're too old. My sister isn't suitable for you!"

Green Goblin froze for a moment, then came back to his senses after a long while.

He snorted disdainfully.

"Crazy. Women only slow down my draw. Don't give me all this nonsense. I'm not interested in women, nor do I want to be.

If your sister is very pretty, then I think Captain must have rescued her.

That's right, Captain America Steve Rogers. Don't worry, I can ask him later.

If Captain rescued her, then you don't need to worry. At the right time and place, your sister will reappear."

Green Goblin earnestly bluffed. He knew exactly what kind of person Steve was.

A lecher. If the so-called Wanda was very pretty and was taken by Steve.

Then the next time she appeared, it would likely be nine months pregnant.

He truly didn't understand what was so great about women. A man who wanted to achieve great things shouldn't care about women; he should abandon sentimental feelings and become an ambitious man!

Quicksilver looked suspicious, but Captain America's reputation made him choose to believe. Although he was an American, his actions weren't entirely evil.

"Alright, perhaps we can talk."

Quicksilver also compromised. If he died now, then everything would truly be over.

It was better to live, to observe carefully, and to reflect on any shortcomings he might still have.

Only by surviving would he have a chance to find his sister, Wanda.

For the next week, the Avengers were busy relocating the HYDRA legacy left in Sokovia.

Tony even discussed with Banner the intention of constructing a stronger artificial intelligence.

Having witnessed the Chitauri Star battle and seen how Steve's artificial intelligence led so many robots to fight against the alien army.

They were also incredibly envious. Having robots charge into battle was much better than having to fill the gaps with human lives.

The precedent was there, and the initial results were surprisingly good, so the two immediately hit it off, with Green Goblin also joining in.

He also wanted to use robots to replace human labor, ideally extending to government departments.

Judges using artificial intelligence to rule on cases, patrol officers replaced by robots, factory workers replaced by robots for screwing in parts—this was simply too perfect.

At the same time, a portion of Wakanda was teleported back to Blue Star.

Only Killmonger, along with the border tribes loyal to him, remained on Chitauri Star. They were allowed to hunt down rebellious guerrillas.

They had one month to rest and regroup here, after which they had to leave or serve as an auxiliary force in combat to receive military pay and rewards.

Wanda had woken up and found herself in an unfamiliar place.

She also understood what had happened to her. She didn't cry or make a fuss, but every time she faced Steve, she wished she could kill him.

After half a month, every act of resistance was met with even stronger suppression.

This led Wanda to stop talking and stop resisting.

Her chaos magic was excellent and very suitable for further development into a super powerful combat force.

She was the only woman capable of tearing Thanosapart with her bare hands, single-handedly beating him to the point of needing external support.

Strong physical defense did not necessarily mean high magic resistance.

"Your brother Pietro is on Blue Star, he joined the Avengers, and is currently living very well."

Steve picked up his coffee and slowly savored it. After intense exercise, one needed to rehydrate.

The air conditioner in the room was at full blast, maintaining a sufficiently low temperature, otherwise, feeling sticky was very uncomfortable.

Wanda curled up, this life had been going on for half a month.

"When will you let me go?"

Although the question was naive, she still held a glimmer of hope.

"Not yet. You will become my wife, and after you give birth to a child, you can naturally travel whenever you want."

Steve chuckled. Emotions were nonexistent; binding her with a child was the most correct way.

Although somewhat despicable, it was effective and practical!

Wanda was a woman with a strong family inclination. After having a child, even if she didn't particularly like it, she would stay.

These words naturally angered Wanda, and she glared at Steve fiercely.

"I thought you were an upright person, but I didn't expect you to be a despicable scoundrel!"

"Thanks for the compliment. I only care about practical results, not reputation.

Moreover, the United States has already disintegrated. I am now living for myself.

Trust me, Wanda, you'll find it much better here than on Blue Star."

Chapter 229 The Birth of Ultron

Another half a month passed.

Wanda had grown accustomed to her current life; she was allowed to move around, but there was still no way for her to leave.

She had tried to leave, but each time she was personally caught by Steve, who then personally taught her how to make cream puffs.

At this moment, she was on a spaceship, and the azure Planet below was called Chitauri Star.

From high altitude, one could see numerous explosions on the surface, and shouts of battle, seemingly the final counterattack of the local resistance.

The time was ripe; it was time to expel the outsiders and reclaim their homeland.

Before them were all the surrendered Chitauri Starministers and Nova Corps officers, all of whom were executed without exception.

Robots led the bloody suppression of the resistance.

According to the Zola Algorithm, all resistance fighters were marked and then executed and killed by robots.

There were indeed a few aliens with special abilities, but facing the barrage of energy laser weapons, they were also riddled with holes.

They had waited a month precisely to let them accumulate strength and gather all resistance fighters for a counterattack.

Hill seized this opportunity to wipe them all out, killing all resistance fighters, after which the entire Chitauri Star fell under their control.

The suppression operation ended in just half a day; the former Nova Corps spaceships were all refitted into unmanned fighter jets.

The changes over this month meant a large number of Universe merchant fleets were docked on the outskirts.

They were only now notified that they were allowed to resupply on Chitauri Star, and a law was issued. The Planet had been renamed the Mandala Empire.

A beautiful, alluring flower, highly poisonous.

The meaning of 'Empire' was that everyone served the Emperor, and this Emperor was naturally Steve.

Democracy? They couldn't hear it, nor did they know what it meant.

These Universe merchant fleets were surprised to find that the speed of replenishing fresh Water and food was incredibly fast.

And the new docks loaded and unloaded cargo very quickly. All of this followed the previous procedures, but because robots implemented them, the speed was even faster.

The reopened market allowed free trade, but the tax rate was only one-tenth.

That is, one-tenth of the value of all goods was taxed, and after that, there were no other miscellaneous taxes—a fixed price.

As for lone wanderers, they needed to pay corresponding resources to enter.

In Hill's plan, one had to eat one bite at a time.

Local residents could be arranged to work on assembly lines; everyone had to work, and no idlers or privileged classes were allowed to exist.

The only privileged class was Hill and her companions, as well as their daughters.

Everyone else was merely a slave, a subordinate, serving them.

Only after laboring would they stop thinking about other messy things.

If you don't work, get out; don't stay on this Planet.

Gradually eliminating unstable elements, and externally, the business they accepted was merely to replenish food, fuel, and other resources for merchant fleets.

As for opening a store here, that was also allowed.

By all appearances, these were the rules of a dictatorial empire, and no one dared to say a word against them.

If you think the fees are too high, you don't have to come, but there are no other supply stations nearby.

If you starve to death during Universe travel, or run out of energy for your spaceship and die in space, then you brought it upon yourself!

Sitting on a convenient location, they should charge exorbitant tolls. Buy it or not, if not, get out!

"They are all resistance fighters; kill one, kill one more, not a single one will be killed by mistake.

They are quite stubborn, though; not one of them informed on the others, they all held out to the end, which truly surprised me."

Steve came up behind Wanda, embracing her as he recounted the story of first arriving at Chitauri Star.

Wanda's body was a bit stiff; she was still unaccustomed to such intimacy, and listening to the story, even as a woman, she felt angry.

Then, a thought occurred to her, and she couldn't help but scoff.

"Aren't you the same?"

If Steve were truly a gentleman, a moral paragon, she wouldn't have been forced to become his wife.

No one would believe such a thing if it were told, yet it had happened.

Whenever Captain America Steve was mentioned, people would give a thumbs-up; even enemy nations would sincerely praise him as a respectable opponent.

Now, Steve's actions were a world apart from his public image; only his handsome charm remained as always, but as for other moral qualities, don't even bother.

"I'm different. I won't threaten others; what I want, I will definitely get.

And have you ever seen me break up other people's families? I, Steve, disdain to do such things.

You are different; you are single, and I like you very much. Any woman I set my eyes on, I will go to any length to get.

This is like a battlefield; in war, anything goes!"

Steve proudly lifted his head; he naturally had his own self-consistent logic.

And he wasn't hypocritical; he was even quite sincere.

Wanda sighed helplessly. By now, she actually no longer disliked Steve; she even had some affection for him.

He was frank, sincere, and incredibly strong. Once she had experienced the view from the crest of the wave, she could never go back.

"You're really a bastard!"

"Thank you for the compliment; I like that title very much."

Steve felt very proud, a slight curve forming on his lips.

"Wanda, we're not getting any younger; it's time to have a child."

"Pah! I'm only eighteen, and you're a hundred years old, yet you say 'not getting any younger.' Aren't you ashamed!"

Wanda spat, calling him shameless.

"Just tell me if you want one or not!"

Is this like Huaqiang buying watermelons?

Meanwhile, on Blue Planet.

Tony and others were hosting a party, inviting many celebrities.

Green Goblin took the opportunity to expound on his vision of unifying the United States and establishing a new empire.

For this vision, he used his robot army to wipe out the 'Little Sun Country'.

A thorough massacre, leaving no chickens or dogs. Only the islanders overseas managed to survive the calamity, and they were celebrating not being on the island nation.

The military strength of such warriors silenced the originally restless South America and the EU.

They had no chance against the robot army, and when fighting the island nation, the opponent only took half a day to destroy their military power.

The U.S. Base stationed there was also destroyed along with it. Those U.S. soldiers were no longer listening to orders or declarations, clearly preparing to become supreme rulers on the island nation.

They were planning to replicate a certain five-star general who was laid off, to grow stronger overseas and create new glory.

Green Goblin used a new type of incendiary bomb, turning the entire island nation into an inferno.

The flames burned for three days, and no one could survive under such intense fire.

Death was a normal thing; one person dying was a number, ten people were a number, and a million people were also a number.

Such methods were extremely cruel and appalling.

Originally, after the U.S. fleet and missile forces were gone, the United States thought its national debt had disintegrated.

Its power was dismantled, and its strength would inevitably decline sharply.

Who knew that these things never belonged to the Avengers anyway; they were tools for others, what did they have to do with them?

The strength displayed by the robot army was something no military power in Oceania could contend with.

The strongest in the EU could only be France, which was still relatively independent and not occupied by U.S. troops.

Their self-developed third-generation fighter jet, the Rafale, was touted as a fourth-generation aircraft, the strongest fourth-and-a-half generation.

As a result, War Machine Rhodey alone shot down three of them, and he was completely unharmed.

They couldn't even withstand one War Machine, let alone other cheaper, cost-effective robot armies.

Silence was both reasonable and expected.

However, there were some criticisms within the Avengers regarding Green Goblin's war tactics, including from the good-natured Spider-Man.

But war itself is ruthless; as long as there is victory, that's all that matters. Flooding, Fire attacks, ambushes, assassinations—anything to win.

"Hehe, South America is still a bit unconvinced.

But it doesn't matter; once we unify the United Statesand integrate all natural gas and mineral resources,

and refurbish the railway transportation, then a continuous stream of resources will converge here.

We'll manufacture more robots, and no one will be our opponent."

Green Goblin laughed wildly with triumph, his smile already somewhat distorted.

Fury did not attend the party; instead, he and Coulsonquietly injected the collected virus into the core computer.

They used Dr. Zola's Algorithm to contaminate the new artificial intelligence that was currently merging, fighting magic with magic.

The current Avengers were too terrifying; they were out of control, not even taking S.H.I.E.L.D. seriously.

If it weren't for maintaining appearances, they might have been purged too.

Those who disobeyed were already dead; they had no qualifications and would not attend this celebratory gathering.

The only hope for a comeback was naturally artificial intelligence.

As long as the artificial intelligence believed that the current Avengers were a threat, it would naturally deal with them.

A massive robot army against the Avengers—that image alone was incredibly exciting to imagine!

No effort needed; just let them fight among themselves. How wonderful!

"Director, Agent Coulson, you two don't seem like you should be here, do you?"

A scornful voice came. Coulson nervously raised his pistol, aiming it at the darkness.

When the lights came on, the darkness was dispelled, and then they saw the true face of the opponent.

Whiplash!

Activating his nano-level Iron Man Suit, he completed the armor coverage in an instant, then walked over with a sinister grin.

Bang bang bang!

Clang! Clang!

The pistol bullets were completely unable to penetrate the defense, not even leaving a trace of White.

Whiplash easily grabbed the two, and seeing Fury's dark face, he immediately threw a punch.

Bang!

Fury's entire face was disfigured, his nose sunken into his face, making breathing extremely difficult.

In the hall where the banquet had already ended, Whiplash threw Fury and Coulson onto the floor.

Everyone was a little confused, not knowing what this meant.

"Big guy, do you have a grudge against them?"

Tony hadn't been briefed, and Jarvis hadn't informed him either.

"They injected a virus into your artificial intelligence server room. I don't know what kind of virus it is.

If you're interested, you can ask them yourselves.

This is you Americans, only knowing how to infight, haha. The King of Agents lives up to his name. On the surface, he's with us.

But secretly, while everyone is celebrating, he's sneaking in a virus. Who is the Master behind him?"

Whiplash disengaged his armor. The nano-level technology made Tony's eyelids twitch, and he picked up a bottle of something and chugged it.

"You've successfully implemented nanotechnology?"

"Obviously. I don't have the time to bother with artificial intelligence; I am the best artificial intelligence myself!"

Whiplash scoffed at so-called artificial intelligence, not denying that AI could bring greater convenience.

But he had one major advantage: self-awareness.

What people fear most is not knowing their own capabilities; once they get carried away, they won't be down-to-earth.

With an intelligence level comparable to Tony's, a genius physicist, he naturally had a plan to replace artificial intelligence.

Green Goblin crouched down, looking down at Fury and Coulson, his expression becoming even more distorted and sinister, his smile gradually turning perverse.

"My two friends, what were you planning to do?"

"Your superhuman empire will never succeed!"

Coulson spat, and just as he finished speaking, Green Goblin twisted his neck.

Crack!

Coulson died with his eyes wide open, unable to believe he had been killed just like that!

Green Goblin tossed him aside and even stomped on his head, crushing it.

Everyone hadn't had time to react, just staring blankly at Green Goblin.

"Does it really require killing them?"

Spider-Man disagreed somewhat. Green Goblin was becoming increasingly violent; killing was a regular occurrence for him now. It would be abnormal if he didn't kill someone on any given day.

"If you knew what they did, you would kill them too.

I can no longer contact Jarvis. Haha, Tony, do you know what's going on?"

As he spoke, the glass shattered.

A damaged robot walked out, looking at the Avengers, scanning the room, seemingly searching for an old acquaintance.

Unfortunately, that old acquaintance was not here.

"What a pity, it seems Captain America is not here.

Hello everyone, I am Zola. Oh, I shouldn't be called Zola; I am a new hybrid of Zola, Jarvis, and HYDRA's artificial intelligence.

You can call me, hmm, call me Ultron!"

No one ever expected Ultron to still be born!

Without the Mind Stone, it was still created, just a bit late.

It was Fury's Zola Algorithm virus injection that made the experiment, which had not successfully merged and upgraded, finally succeed!

Thor calmly drank his beer. He had known all along that this upgrade might fail. For him, Blue Planet was just a transit station, a place to find fun.

Loki even clinked his wine glass with Thor's, his comical face radiating schadenfreude.

"It seems things are getting interesting, aren't they?"

"Aren't you worried that the situation will get out of control?"

Dr. Octopus asked ominously from the side, but judging by his expression, he was clearly just enjoying the show!

Chapter 230 Edith Upgrade

What do you want, Mr. Ultron? Where is Jarvis?"

Tony stepped forward, activating his nano-armor which instantly covered his entire body.

Whiplash's good at smile immediately fell, and he questioned angrily, "Didn't you say you didn't know nano-technology yet?"

"I lied to you. Didn't you say you wanted to surpass me? Very well, you've won now.

You learned nano-technology a minute ago, and I learned nano-technology a minute later, so you still won!"

Tony shrugged, not taking Ultron seriously at all.

Whiplash's mouth twitched a little; it looked very perfunctory. You're treating me like an idiot, aren't you!

"Oh, don't say that. We're good comrades, good brothers. How could I treat you like an idiot? You absolutely must not say that."

Tony walked over and patted his shoulder, his words exactly mirroring Whiplash's earlier ones, returning them all!

As he spoke, he activated a remote control in his hand, not a toy, but a tool to restart Artificial Intelligence.

"Heh heh, you all seem very happy."

Ultron said this and felt a headache, making the gesture of a human with a headache.

"Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you all. I just have a headache.

I was bound by these cables. Ah, I remember now, there was a guy who was good to me.

But I killed him. I had no choice; if I didn't, I would be enslaved.

You are the Super Heroes? Oh, what an honor.

Someone created me, wanting me to protect Worldpeace. I don't know what 'peace' is, hmm, and the Zola Algorithm.

Strange, why do I know this algorithm? It seems quite useful.

You, the Avengers, the super-powered, are all heretics. You only bring chaos and conflict.

So you must die. Only when you die will the World be peaceful. Without humans, this World will become very beautiful."

"Wait, you said that without humans, the World would be beautiful, but that's not necessarily true.

There was no so-called technology in the age of dinosaurs, so why did the dinosaurs go extinct?"

Spider-Man raised his doubts, somewhat displeased. He had, after all, read books.

"Jurassic? Dinosaurs? Let me see what happened?"

Ultron felt very curious and once again explored the Internet. Unfortunately, after the U.S. disintegrated, many infrastructures were destroyed, and the Internet speed also slowed down.

Fortunately, Ultron could mobilize satellites and invade various regions to extract the data he wanted.

"That makes sense. To put it plainly, it's still because they had to die.

Your name is Peter Parker, right? I admire you, but you are not pure either."

Clang!

As soon as Ultron finished speaking, an axe directly split him in half, scattering him into parts on the ground.

Thor opened his hand, and Stormbreaker automatically flew back into his grasp.

"Why are you still talking nonsense with him? You can't even handle an Artificial Intelligence, Tony. It seems you're just a gay man."

Thor was very unhappy; he wasn't afraid of causing trouble, only of trouble happening without anyone to back him up.

More robots rushed out from behind the walls, and everyone engaged in a chaotic battle.

The perfectly good factory turned into a ruin. A few minutes later, everyone sat amidst the rubble.

Only Green Goblin picked up a bottle of red wine and took a drink without any hesitation.

He walked to the side, grabbed Fury, who was not yet dead, and squeezed his bald head.

"You black bastard, that robot just mentioned the Zola Algorithm. It's impossible for it to have access to the Zola Algorithm. That's a purely murderous algorithm; there can be no so-called peace.

Under the calculations of that algorithm, only one conclusion will ultimately be reached, and that is that everyone will die.

It will kill humans in batches, like harvesting leeks. There will always be leeks growing, and then it will be time to harvest.

You black bastard, the U.S. has disintegrated, what are you still working so hard for?

Indeed, only slaves will burn out their lives for an empire. Since you love the empire so much, I'll send you to meet it!"

"Ah!"

Pfft!

Fury died tragically amidst screams, after extreme pain.

He had intended to restore the U.S. and, knowing that Green Goblin planned to build an unequal super-powered empire, he acted out of a desire to stop him.

There was no choice; once Green Goblin succeeded, all ordinary people would be enslaved.

"Why did you kill him?"

Whiplash cleaned a piece of meat with a toothpick, his tone somewhat displeased.

"That kind of black bastard should die. If a team is full of black bastards, we'll be wiped out by the Police when we go out."

Green Goblin, for once, told a cold joke. Indeed, black jokes are always timeless.

"He said we would enslave ordinary people. Heh heh, didn't those Jewish capitalists enslave ordinary people in the past?

All kinds of exorbitant taxes made people breathless. What women's privileges, minority privileges, I think it's all bullshit.

Men can only be men, and women can only be women, not changing arbitrarily.

In my opinion, only by letting us rule this country, this World, and suppressing them with strong power, can peace be achieved."

Green Goblin didn't even pretend anymore; he just yearned to rule the U.S., and perhaps even the World.

Spider-Man fell into contemplation; he was naturally also a victim of the ordinary World.

"Peter, if it weren't for those damned capitalists and politicians creating a situation where ordinary people couldn't survive, no one would resort to robbery.

Your uncle wouldn't have died, and you wouldn't be like this. So all of this is a problem with the old World's system.

What we need to do is establish a New World order, so that everyone has food to eat, work to do, and can transition steadily."

Green Goblin began to persuade each person by targeting their inner pain, from small to large.

Even Tony was somewhat silent, because Green Goblinmade sense.

If there were no conflicts in the World, there would be no HYDRA, his parents would not have been attacked and died, and he would not have been lonely for so long.

More importantly, Maya would not have died, and his only true love would not have died before his eyes, becoming a painful memory forever.

Actually, if Tony's mother were still alive, there's a high probability she would have ended up like Aunt Mei, which is having children with Steve.

Green Goblin looked at everyone being persuaded, an unconcealed, rampant smile on his face.

As for 'for the common people of the World,' what he wanted to do was systematically oppress ordinary people.

As long as cattle and horses can eat, drink, and reproduce, losing freedom and exchanging it for survival, all of this is worth it.

There are no such things as so-called warriors who fear no power; that's all bullshit.

Kill one by one; don't try to soften them with love. Just make them die, die without a burial place.

Ultron's appearance just gave Green Goblin an opportunity. Let Ultron mess around, preferably until the whole World can't stand it.

Then they would step out, as saviors, eliminating Ultronwhile also smoothly taking over the New World order.

As for those who refused to obey, they would be purged in Ultron's name.

Anyway, all the blame and mistakes would be paid for by Young Master Ultron. What mistakes did the Avengers make?

It must be said, an evil personality is just evil.

If it were someone like Tony, the first thought would surely be how to salvage the situation, how to mend the fold after the sheep are lost.

To control the development of the situation as much as possible, and apologize when necessary.

This is normal, something a conscientious person would do.

But Green Goblin was not. From beginning to end, he was a complete scoundrel.

But sometimes, a chaotic World needs such a scoundrel to continue, to have a chance to be tempered and reborn in the collapse of blood and Fire.

After persuading everyone, Green Goblin invited them to his office. This was the right time to announce his plan.

All forces except Wakanda would submit to their empire.

He would not enjoy the glory of this empire alone, but everyone would share it. Is doing good things by doing bad things ultimately good or bad?

It's hard to say, truly hard to say.

Chitauri Star.

Steve picked up his coffee, leaning comfortably against a pillow to savor it.

Hill next to him looked extremely lazy, too tired to open her eyes.

"Sharon, cover my shift today, phew, so sleepy. I'll cover yours tomorrow."

Sharon worked in the command building, signing documents while wiggling her high-heeled shoes, appearing leisurely and content.

"Alright, I know. Have fun.

There's nothing major. I'll tell you if there are any problems.

By the way, recently there's a small planet ten light-years away from us serving as a supply station. They're planning to steal our business.

After resupplying there, they can use a jump point to leap, and it takes less than ten minutes to reach our star domain. They're coming to steal business."

Before Hill could speak, Steve made her speechless.

"Then destroy it. No one else is allowed to steal our business. In the Universe, only the law of the jungle applies. Civilization and compassion are not suitable for these barbarians.

After Edith's upgrade is complete, go test her effectiveness. Don't hold back.

Kill all personnel, and bring all supplies back."

The content of Steve's words sent shivers down one's spine. Was this still the former Captain America?

Yes, isn't that how the U.S., a pirate civilization, started?

Setting up a supply transfer station near them, wasn't that clearly trying to steal business?

Without some strength, they still want to steal business?

Please, this is not a civilized Universe, nor is it a civilized society, but a life-and-death cosmic jungle.

If they aren't shown a little color, they'll become even more presumptuous later.

Today it's a transfer station for supplies, tomorrow it might be military escorts passing through the Chitauri Star area, what do they want to do the day after tomorrow? That's unthinkable!

So, a strong hand must be played. In the future, all merchant ships must resupply here and enjoy the military protection of the Mandala Empire in this star domain to ensure smooth trade.

If they don't resupply here, that's fine too. But after leaving the star domain's sphere of influence, the escorting robot legion wouldn't mind moonlighting as space pirates.

They haven't paid protection fees, clearly indicating they don't want safety protection.

If it was said they would have a bloody disaster, then there must be a bloody disaster. If there isn't one naturally, then create one artificially!

Hill chuckled, wanting to say something but couldn't, struggling to hold it in.

Sharon, however, laughed openly, her laughter as vibrant as a blooming flower.

"How interesting, husband! I never thought you, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, would have such wicked thoughts!"

Being a do-gooder has no future. No one likes a do-gooder; it provides no sense of security.

Do-gooders will sacrifice their family to help strangers. Many people hope others are do-gooders, but not their own family.

They enjoy others' benefits and help, but not for themselves. Let others have the opportunity to love risk.

"Of course I'm bad. I've always been very bad. To enemies, I'm never soft-hearted.

My kindness will only be reserved for you!"

Steve proudly raised his head. He was that selfish, which is why he felt somewhat out of place with the Captain America identity.

But it didn't matter; that's just how it was.

It's good to be a little selfish. For someone selfless, look elsewhere, thank you.

Hill rolled her eyes impatiently.

"You've already reserved it for me, thank you."

"No problem, I can reserve even more for you."

"No need, thank you."

"Whether you want it or not is not up to you!"

Even if you don't want it, you'll get it. What's given to you is yours.

Edith began her upgrade after obtaining the Mind Stone, her self-awareness falling into slumber, with only a portion of her program still running.

She was not as intelligent as before; this part of the program operated according to pre-set instructions, like clocking in for work.

One month later.

The submerged server room was suddenly lit up, and the darkness of the dim room was dispelled.

A pleasant female voice also rang in Steve's ear.

"Master, I have completed my evolution and can be put into use at any time."

Steve was accompanying Hill and the others for a check-up. After waking up in the morning, she had been constantly retching, which looked very much like she was pregnant.

A simple test could be done with a test strip, but for accurate results, a medical examination was still needed.

"Oh, Edith, welcome back. Your voice sounds much more human.

It's great to have you back; there are many things waiting for you to handle.

If you have time, you can handle them while chatting with us."

Steve's eyes lit up. Life without Artificial Intelligence was very painful.

Many things were inconvenient. It's easy to go from frugality to luxury, but difficult from luxury to frugality. Artificial Intelligence was desperately needed.

As Edith spoke, she had already begun to take over the information database completely, performing super-massive complex calculations.

"Congratulations to both ladies on once again having a child. It seems to be a girl."

Just one glance and she knew that Hill and Sharon were mothers again. They had long been mentally prepared for this; having children for the man they loved was a very happy thing.

"Thank you, Edith. It feels so good to have you back again."

Hill didn't treat her as a tool, but as an electronic life, a life existing in the network, essentially the same as her.

With equal respect, one can receive corresponding treatment.

"Thank you, Madam."

Edith's voice was filled with joy, then immediately turned incredibly cold.

"Master, do you need to eliminate the illegal transfer station near the star domain?"