The motherland is coming, but fortunately I am Doomsday Superman

Chapter 24: The Night That Determined the Fate of the Marvel Universe

Marvel Universe.

In New York City, a private factory with a pedestrian no-entry sign stands on the exterior wall.

special effects on stage.

Quentin Baker, wearing a special effects uniform and advanced virtual VR goggles, stood at the center of the stage, his hair and beard were deliberately trimmed and sexy, and at first glance his face was a bit like Tony Stark.

This is naturally also the shape he made specially for the plan.

"Are you all ready?" Quentin Baker asked in a deep voice, like a leader giving orders.

At the side of the special effects stage at this time, there were also other accomplices in twos and threes sitting on the computer, tapping the keyboard with five fingers with both hands.

"The network has been deployed with Europe and Italy, and can maintain a long-term stable delay of no more than 0.01S."

"A private jet has been arranged, with five drones on it, and three spares, enough to achieve the desired effect."

"I have no problem here. The special effects of elemental monsters created before have been loaded on the drone's virtual projection, and the naked eye can't tell the truth from the fake."

"very good."

Quentin Baker nodded in satisfaction, but said in a deep voice, "Remember. Your side is the most important. After practicing so many times, don't make any mistakes for me! Spider-Man is very sharp, and he can make any mistakes. It may be noticed by the other party!"

"We are counting on the Avengers and Stark Industries. Once the matter is revealed, the future of both you and me will be ruined!"

Having said that, Quentin Baker's face showed gloomy and ruthless, and his eyes glanced fiercely at the accomplices on the field.

"Understood, there will be no problem!"

The middle-aged man who controlled the special effects master computer nodded quickly. As a former Stark engineer, he naturally knew that once things were exposed, his life would be completely over.

However, if successful, they will get a part of Stark's industrial rights, which is enough to bet everything and unscrupulously to get it!
But at this time.

The face of the man with cheeks changed, the speed of typing on the keyboard increased, and he looked at the computer screen in disbelief: "Wait, why is the system suddenly out of control? It seems to be hacked!"

"What did you say?"

The two accomplices next to him also turned pale when they heard the words.

"Quiet!" Quentin Baker was calm enough, and suddenly asked respectfully into the air, "Is that you?"

Besides them, who else?

The other three accomplices were stunned.

"What day is it today?"

A cold mechanical voice suddenly sounded from the special effects audio.

"Friday."

Quentin Baker seemed to meet the code and smiled: "Everything is going as planned."

"Peter Parker has taken a flight to Europe for summer vacation today. I will also take a private jet tonight. If nothing else, tomorrow will complete our plan in Italy! Get that result!"

"Fine, I'll keep an eye on you."

Yi Meng left this sentence and left the built-in network.

"Your supervision is welcome." Quentin Baker showed a sincere smile: "We are the best partners, aren't we?"

In the next moment Yi Meng left.

"The system... is all restored again!" The other accomplices looked at the computer screen in amazement.

"Baker, who was the one who invaded our system just now?" the man with cheeks asked in surprise.

"You don't need to worry about this, just follow the plan." Quentin Baker responded calmly, without revealing the existence of Ultron.

tomorrow.

He will become the much-anticipated superhero Mysterio who, like Iron Man before him, will lead the Avengers into a new era!
Quentin Baker sneered in his heart: "Have you been staring at me secretly? After obtaining that permission, I will destroy you first! Ultron!"

……

this night.

Quentin Baker flew to Italy with his own special effects props and a trick in his heart.

Happy Hogan burst into cheers from the luxury car he was driving after he had a date with Aunt May.

Peter Parker was lying in a double room in an apartment somewhere in Italy, tossing and turning facing the Iron Man relic in his arms.

Pepper Potts was alone at the Stark Industrial headquarters, working late into the night in the top-floor office, looking wearily out at the city that never sleeps under the stars.

this night.

One of the Stark family properties, in the lakeside wooden house with the lights out.

The six-year-old Morgan was already lying on the bed and fell asleep, breathing lightly and evenly, but he didn't look very good, and his feet kicked the thin quilt away.

A cleaning machine in the corner of the room suddenly started, and a robotic arm quietly reached out to cover the quilt back.

……

the next day.

A colorful afternoon.

The black luxury car drove through the forest passage and stopped in front of the lakeside wooden house.

A fat middle-aged man in a suit opened the door to get out of the car and rang the doorbell.

"Who?" A childish question came from the room.

"Morgan, it's me! Uncle Hogan!" Happy Hogan was clearly in a good mood, and shouted with a smile, "I brought a gift to visit you."

"Oh, a gift?"

Little Loli stood on tiptoe with difficulty, quickly opened the door, and took Happy's gift away.

"Your mother isn't home, is she?"

Happy Hogan looked at the deserted interior of the wooden house and the state of Little Loli, and found that she was not disappointed by it.

Poor child, has become accustomed to being alone.

Happy Hogan felt a little ashamed, so he postponed his appointment with May, and decided to stay here for more at night to spend more time with Morgan, who was alone at home.

After the two finished dinner, they sat on the sofa on the first floor watching TV.

When he learned that Morgan had finished high school, Happy Hogan was stunned: "It's only been a few months, and you've already reached the point where you can go to college?"

"Yeah, it's all thanks to a tyrant..."

Morgan stopped talking halfway through.

"That's right." Happy Hogan looked at Little Loli and wondered: "I remember, Miss Potts once mentioned that you also have an artificial intelligence, what is it called?"

Morgan pursed his lips and didn't answer.

Just then, a news report played on the TV, diverting Happy Hogan's attention.

"This is Venice, Italy. At noon and night today, a huge monster called the Elements appeared here."

"Fortunately, there were two heroes who prevented the disaster from happening. They were 'Monkey Night' and 'Mysterious Guest'..."

News reports also released live video footage.

A fire giant monster bigger than the floor could be seen raging in the city, and a figure in a black tights with spider silk and a helmeted man wearing a cape and armor attacked the monster.

Happy Hogan was flabbergasted and nearly spit out.

Night Monkey?
Another layer of color, he knew it was Spider-Man!

……

the other side.

Italy, Venice, in a late-night bar.

A curly-haired boy in his early 16s and a mature man in armor were sitting at the bar and talking enthusiastically.

"Mr. Quentin Baker, you are amazing!"

Peter Parker was still wearing a black tights uniform, and said with emotion: "It was so easy to defeat the powerful monsters of the Elements."

"this is nothing."

Mysterious guest Quentin Baker has taken off his helmet and said in a low and stern tone: "I just don't want this world, and I have suffered the same cruel encounters as our world, even if I take my own life!"

Peter Parker looked at the deep and upright Mysterio, and suddenly fell into a trance.

"What's the matter, Peter?" Quentin Baker gave a self-confessed sexy smile.

"Mr. Baker, you are very similar to a person in my world." Peter Parker said, taking a pair of smart glasses out of his body: "The owner of this pair of glasses."

Quentin Baker squinted, stared at the smart glasses, and asked in knowing surprise, "What is this?"

"Edith, the security system that controls the world, but I don't think I can have it."

Peter Parker said ashamedly, looked at the smart glasses in his hand, and suddenly remembered something and said, "For the next Tony Stark, I believe you."

"What did you say?" Quentin Baker looked at him curiously.

"That's what Mr. Stark said when he handed me the glasses."

When Peter Parker said this, he looked at the smart glasses and then at Mysterio, and suddenly there was a ray of enlightenment in his eyes: "Yes, it must be like this! He knows every mistake I have made before, he knows I'm definitely not ready for this right now!"

"Then why did he give you these glasses." Quentin Baker put on a puzzled look.

"Because, he may not have entrusted Idisto to me, but entrusted me to choose someone who should have it." Peter Parker was so excited, as if he suddenly found a good reason to put down the heavy stone on his body:
"It made more sense, he always knew I would make the right choice."

"The world needs the next Iron Man, and it won't be me, I'm just a 16-year-old."

"Have an adult, like you, as good as Tony Stark! Can you shoulder this authority and responsibility!"

"Enough!" Mysterious guest Quentin Baker was ecstatic in his heart, but continued to pretend to be unhappy: "Peter, you have to believe in yourself."

"I'm doing the right thing right now."

Spider-Man Peter Parker took a deep breath and said: "I will transfer the authority of this pair of glasses - Edith to you, this is the best for this world, you are a soldier, a leader, and prevent the true nature of the elements. Super hero!"

"You really want to do this?"

Mysterious guest Quentin Baker forcibly restrained his excitement, and still had a solemn expression on the surface that he didn't care about.

It's about to be done!
Quentin Baker secretly said.

"Yes." Peter Parker nodded firmly, turned on the smart glasses directly, and said, "Edith, I want to transfer the authority to Quentin Baker..."

Quentin Baker held his breath, clenched his fists tightly under the table, and suddenly asked subconsciously, "What day is it today?"

Peter Parker replied without hesitation, "Saturday."

The smart glasses immediately made a confirmation sound: "Are you sure about the transfer permission?"

"Wait!" Quentin Baker suddenly realized something and shouted, "Peter, don't be sure yet!"

But Peter Parker had already been fooled into making up his mind, for fear of being rejected by the mystery guest, he hurriedly added: "Yes!"

"Drip."

In the late night bar, there was a pleasant sound:

"The system has determined that permissions have been transferred to Quentin Baker, Saturday."

……

On the other side, the lakeside wooden house, one of the Stark family properties.

"Happy, come here and don't tell me earlier."

Pepper Potts, who had just gotten off work, pushed the door and walked into the living room, only to see Happy Hogan holding a mobile phone, standing in front of the TV with a dignified expression, while Jr. Morgan sat on the sofa with pursed lips.

"What happened?" Pepper Potts asked curiously.

Happy Hogan's eyelids kept beating, and he asked nervously: "Pepper, let me ask, what is the name of the artificial intelligence hosting Morgan?"

Pepper Potts replied, of course: "If you don't, it's called--

Saturday. "

(End of this chapter)