Man of Steel in the comic world

"So, you fought a very powerful opponent in space, and then lost consciousness and were floating in the universe, right?" Rocket put his paws together and supported his head, "You are a Kree. ? Or an Asgardian? Or are you from Nova, and this place is very close to Nova."

"You can think that I am an Earthling. After all, the Earth is my second hometown." Karl said, "My home planet has been destroyed, and I grew up on the Earth."

"Earth? Hmm, I've never heard of it. Can people on Earth survive in space? They are really a powerful race." Rocket smashed his mouth, "Friend, you can call me Rocket, this is Gru special."

The tree man lifted the branch and showed a silly smile, "I am Groot!"

"Just call me Karl." Karl felt his strength gradually recovering, "Is there anything to eat?"

"Of course there is food, but listen man, although we saved you, I mean we don't actually know each other."

"You look very weak now, and I didn't take advantage of others. As you know, there are always people doing business like slave trade, but we are space mercenaries, you know? We don't raise idlers. ." Rocket made a big boss gesture. "You have to tell me your plan, buddy, we can't save you in vain."

"Are there only two people in your team?" Karl looked around, "Do you need someone to help you fly the spaceship?"

Rocket glanced at the silly Groot and said, "Welcome to join, buddy, you can call me Boss Rocket."

"Okay, Rocket." Carl walked to the storage room and saw the food inside with his X-ray vision. "Do you mind if I replenish the food?"

"Of course, I mean, you can do whatever you want," Rocket responded, and then he turned to Groot and asked, "I feel like he doesn't treat me as the boss. Don't I look like the boss?"

"I'm Groot."

The spaceship sailed quietly, and two days later, a space port full of technology appeared in everyone's sight.

"This is Nova. The largest one is Xandar, Nova's parent star. Next to it are its satellites. Those that look like metal planets are its battle fortresses. Look, these guys who call themselves peace lovers , aren’t you armed to the teeth?” Rocket was introducing this new star to Karl, “Their sphere of influence is very large, but the Kree have always wanted to conquer them.”

"Kree?" Carl thought of Ronan the Accuser, the unlucky guy who was killed by Star-Lord's dance.

"Yes, the Kree are very powerful. They have expelled the Skrulls, and now the whole universe knows that they are plotting against Nova." Rocket paused, "But it has nothing to do with us."

"We are mercenaries, mercenaries who get paid to do things." Rocket patted Karl on the shoulder, "Man, you learned how to operate the spaceship really fast."

"Thank you," Carl said. "I'm a quick learner. It's a gift."

Carl, who has a super brain, not only learns things very quickly, but also has terrifying storage and analysis abilities. However, in fact, he just keeps this knowledge in his head most of the time. He has about the civilization achievements of 17 galaxies in the DC universe. so many.

For Carl, learning this knowledge is like copying files from the Fortress of Solitude he left in the North Pole of Earth in the DC Universe to his own mind.

"This is really a good talent, Karl." The Rockets were envious. "My body and brain capacity limit me, but I am still a great mechanical modifier. You see, I modified this spaceship myself. You know, it was originally going to the waste recycling station."

I have to say that Rocket is a genius in mechanical modification.It escaped from the laboratory that transformed it, wandered around the universe for so many years, and worked as a "shooter plus assistant" with Groot for so long. It really has a lot of black technology.

Xandar, the capital of the Nova Empire, has two young stars nearby. It is a planet with abundant atmosphere, water and plants. It has a highly developed technological civilization.

"The Sandar people are really a bunch of losers."

"They work all day long, but in the end they are stupid."

"It's so sad to have nothing."

"Look at this guy, can you believe they treat us as criminals? But don't they arrest this weird-looking guy?"

Rocket couldn't control his mouth, "Who is this guy? Do you see how proud he is?"

"What's the point of asking for help? Go on your own, little monster!" Rocket scanned everywhere with a tablet-style machine.

"That's just a Xandarian kid," Carl said.

"Okay, look at this guy with a smile on his face." Rocket saw a rich old man on the overpass in the distance. He seemed to be flirting with a young girl. "Where's your wife? The old man is really the biggest pervert."

Carl said as Rocket looked over, it turned out to be Stan Lee.

"Right? Groot." Rocket laughed.

"Groot? Don't drink the water from the fountain, you idiot...it's so disgusting." Rocket looked helpless.

"Hmm..." Groot shook his head.

"Yes, you drank. I just saw it." Rocket shook the tablet, "Why did you lie?"

The tablet suddenly sounded an alarm and flashed red. "It seems we have found a wanted criminal. Okay, human, let's see how much money someone wants to spend to find you." Rocket pointed the tablet at the man in the upstairs corridor in the distance and zoomed in.

"4 yuan? Groot, we've given it!" Rocket said with a silly smile.Then he turned around and saw Groot drinking water from the fountain. . .

Star-Lord, Peter Quill, interstellar marauder, Yondu's subordinate (adopted son).Not long ago, he teamed up with Yondu on the abandoned planet Morag, and after a fight with Ronan's subordinate Claes, he successfully obtained the Cosmic Spirit Ball.

Although he didn't know what the Cosmic Spirit Ball was, he could get a large sum of money as long as he handed it over to the broker.

"Hey, Broker." Quill came to an ugly-looking alien.

"Mr. Quill." The broker nodded slightly to Quill.

"Cosmic Spirit Ball," Quill smiled slightly, "I brought it as promised."

"Where's Yondu?" The broker remembered that it was Yondu who led the raiders on the mission.

"He can't come. Let me send you greetings." Quill lied without blushing or heartbeat. "He also asked me to tell you that you have the best eyebrows in this industry." Quill said, nodding with satisfaction, feeling that his performance was really natural.

The broker pouted.

The cosmic spirit ball was handed to the broker, and Quill asked smoothly: "What is this?"

"It is my principle to never talk about customers and their needs." The broker was minding his own business while fiddling with the things on his desk.

"Yeah, but I almost died trying to get this thing." Quill wanted to bargain.

"Of course, there are professional risks in your business." The broker responded to him lukewarmly.

"Some guy with a mechanical head said he worked for a man named Ronan." Quill put his hands on his hips.

"Ronan?" The broker moved his hands. "Sorry, Mr. Quayle."

"I'm really sorry." The broker said with a panicked expression on his face.He quickly walked out from behind the counter, picked up the cosmic spirit ball, and stuffed it back into Quill's hand, "But as long as it concerns Ronan, I can't make this deal."

"Wow, wow, wow!" Quill felt like he was talking too much, "Who is Ronan?"

"The fanatics of the Kree Empire are furious because of the peace treaty and vow to destroy our Xandar civilization!" The broker said, about to push Quill out of the door.

"Wait, wait!" Quill was speechless. "Please!"

"I don't want to go against that adult!" The broker continued to push Quill.

"What? Are you going to go against me?" Quill was about to have a seizure.The electronic door behind him opened.

"Goodbye! Mr. Quayle!" The broker pushed him out of the door.

"We have agreed!" The electronic door swished shut. "Damn it!" Quil said with an angry look on his face.

Then he saw a graceful green-skinned woman leaning to the side eating.

"What's wrong?" the woman asked casually.

"This guy just reneged on the deal between us." Quill turned to look at the closed electronic door, "What I hate the most is dishonest people like this." Quill said, walking towards the woman, "My name is Peter Quill, everyone calls me Star-Lord."

"You look like a person of high moral character." The woman concentrated on eating the food in her hands.

"Actually, I wouldn't say that myself. Others always praise me like this. But I won't give myself such a high evaluation." Quill tossed the cosmic spirit ball in his hand.

When he looked up, he saw the woman snatching the cosmic spirit ball and kicking Quill in the crotch.

"Oh!" Quill covered his crotch and bent over.

The woman turned around and ran away.