On the rooftop of a building at the scene.
Aaron, who should have been at the center of the Exposition, teleported to the scene with Felicia and Jean.
Each of them sat on a small stool, holding watermelons, ready to watch a real-life Hollywood hero blockbuster.
However, with just a blink.
Goodness gracious, he ended up becoming a participant of the show?
"Boss, that big guy's destination... is our Corporation?" Felicia stared blankly in that direction.
Straight ahead, the Osborn Industries building stood out like a sore thumb. It was like a lighthouse in the dark, illuminating the way for those who were lost.
Aaron stood up. "I've seen people eat shit, but this is the first time I've seen someone actively seek death like this."
Felicia was eager to try. "Boss, why don't you let me deal with him?"
"You... not yet."
Aaron shook his head.
Besides Spider-Man's abilities, he had subsequently bestowed Felicia with various other abilities.
Such as super flexibility, dexterous hands, temperature control, muscle control, and other abilities.
Felicia lived up to expectations, mastering these abilities proficiently through repeated diligent training. Her combat abilities had increased, and she could even fight Aaron at full power for three minutes.
But to be honest, the current Felicia could at most only restrain Abomination.
Asking an agile hero to fight a tank + brutal damage output one was simply too difficult.
Felicia lowered her head in disappointment,
Aaron patted her head and said, "As long as you perform well, I will give you even better things in the future."
Felicia nodded emphatically, her eyes filled with fighting spirit and determination.
Aaron nodded. 'College students are good, they're good at what they do and easy to appease. I should visit universities more often when I have the chance.'
"I'm going to buy some oranges, you two wait here and don't move, I'll be back soon."
"Okay, Daddy."
"!!!"
Jean's eyes widened as she looked at Felicia. "What did I just hear?"
Felicia was unconcerned.
Isn't this just normal work for a thoughtful secretary?
It's all minor stuff, no need to make a fuss.
You'll see even wilder things later.
Perhaps thinking of something, Felicia couldn't help but clench her thighs.
...
"Hey, buddy, who are you looking for?"
Tony descended from the sky in his Mark V armor.
He spoke flippantly, watching Abomination charging along the road.
"Get lost!"
Tony, also a rising star, had already become a star of yesterday due to Aaron's sudden emergence.
Abomination didn't even bother to spare him a glance, casually smashing a fire hydrant and throwing it as a projectile.
Tony quickly dodged, his right palm opening, a ball of energy gathering.
"Alright, it seems I need to beat you up first before we can talk properly."
As soon as he finished speaking, the palm repulsor emitted a high-temperature light.
However, Abomination didn't dodge or evade, he kept running, enduring the attack head-on.
He looked down at his uninjured hand, a contemptuous smile on his face. "Is that all you've got? Are you tickling me?"
Tony raised an eyebrow as he looked at the damage feedback from Jarvis.
"Decent defense. Well, try this."
The chest of the Mark V opened, and a larger mass of energy gathered.
The unibeam fired at full power, aided by the intelligent fire control system, striking Abomination's chest with a 'thump'.
Abomination patted his still-unharmed chest. A barely concealed mocking smile appeared on his ferocious face.
"So-called Iron Man is nothing more than this. Before a god, you are just a pile of scrap metal."
Seeing this, Tony's expression could no longer remain calm.
"Perhaps I need a tougher guy. Damn it, I should have gone back to change into a Mark VI first."
The Mark V was a suitcase armor, a portable armor Tony created specifically for emergencies, capable of rapid assembly anywhere.
However, to compress it to suitcase size for easy carrying, its armor defense had to be reduced. Compared to the double-layer protection of other armors, this suit had only a single layer of armor.
And to reduce its volume for portability, Mark V's weapons were limited to palm repulsors and pulse cannons, and their power wasn't high.
They were fine for dealing with ordinary minor villains. But against Abomination, who was on the same level as Hulk, it was undoubtedly like a squirt gun against a giant bear—more humiliating than physically damaging.
Tony didn't even dare to get too close. His fragile armor couldn't possibly withstand a fist larger than his head.
"Jarvis, make a note immediately. The next generation of armor needs further upgrades to its weapon system, self-flight capability, rapid donning, and further armor upgrades. Ideally, it should absorb lightning, resist high-temperature heat vision, freezing breath, and super-strength punches..."
"Tony, are you trying to design an anti-Abomination armor? Or an anti-Aaron armor?"
As Tony was speaking, a familiar voice suddenly sounded from beside him.
Below, Abomination roared, his eyes bloodshot as he stared behind Tony.
"Alright, so he wants to deal with you. What did you do to him? Played with his woman? Or kicked him?"
Tony knew who the voice belonged to without needing to turn around.
It was his lifelong rival, Aaron!
However, all of this was Tony's unilateral thought. Aaron never considered putting Tony on his "competitor" list.
The reason was simple: Tony was nowhere near close to him.
No, at least in terms of picking up women...
Tony had a head start but it was fine, he would surpass him sooner or later.
After all, Tony was already hung up on one tree, wasn't he?
"Maybe he's angry because... I'm just more handsome than him." Aaron thought for a moment, then said with utmost seriousness.
Tony's face darkened as he compared the two. "I'm more handsome than him too."
Aaron said, "But you're not as handsome as me."
"Damn it!" Tony rolled his eyes, utterly exasperated.
He stubbornly retorted, "Twenty years ago, I was also a famous handsome young man, you can't compare to me."
"Appropriate self-confidence is a virtue, excessive self-confidence is arrogance. It's fine to fool ordinary people, but don't deceive yourself."
After speaking, Aaron landed in front of Abomination.
"Aaron, you're finally here. I didn't expect you to be more than just an ordinary person, but no matter how mysterious you are, you are no match for a god."
Abomination grinned hideously, his invincible body, filled with Hulk's blood, was already craving a fight.
Although he was surprised that Aaron could fly, he still felt that this was a guaranteed win.
Whether it was the Invincible Hulk or the once-proud Iron Man, they both seemed as weak and powerless as children before him.
Having been injected with both the Super Soldier Serum and the Hulk Serum, he had already grown into a super-Avengers titan, surpassing Captain America, Hulk, and Iron Man.
Who else in this world could stand against him?
"So, facing a god, should one kneel?" Aaron raised an eyebrow.
"Haha, of course. Facing a god, one naturally kneels to beg for the god's forgiveness."
Blonsky cackled, envisioning the scene of Aaron, praised by global leaders, kneeling before him. He couldn't help but feel his blood surge, this was what it meant to be a god.
"If you know..."
"Then kneel before me."
Blonsky's eyes widened in fury, about to speak, when Aaron suddenly appeared in front of him.
Without any other movement from him, Blonsky felt his calf shatter with a snap, and his legs involuntarily bent into a kneeling position.
And Aaron's relatively short but upright figure stood before him, calmly accepting his bow.