Marvel: Chinese Restaurant Beginning in Hell's Kitchen

After entering the restaurant, the god Doom asked Peter Parker, "Has Franklin been here?"

“Franklin?

Lord God, I can assure you that he has not been here, at least not today."

Peter Parker said, shaking his head.

"Peter, it's me."

As the god Doom spoke, he took off the mask on his face, revealing his true face, which was Franklin's father, Reed Richards.

"Mr. Reed."

Peter Parker cried out in surprise, then turned around, opened the door of the restaurant and looked out, then spoke to Mr. Fantastic,

“Mr. Reed, Franklin certainly wasn’t here today.

However, the God Lord Doom did come here not long ago.

Oh, he was sitting at that table, and sitting opposite him was a middle-aged man who looked very ordinary. "

Mr. Fantastic frowned and said, "That middle-aged man must be Franklin in disguise.

I knew he must have come here.

Peter, do you know what Doom did to Franklin?"

Peter Parker responded: "I don't know about that.

At that time, besides Lord Doom and the middle-aged man, only the owner Smith was in the restaurant, and I was standing outside the restaurant door the whole time, so I didn’t even know when they left.”

"Mr. Smith."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Fantastic quickly walked towards Li Jie and said anxiously,

"The person who sat with the god Doom for dinner today was Franklin. Do you know what Doom did to him?"

Li Jie replied: “Reed, I can assure you that Doom did not hurt Franklin.

They left one after another, but I think you should worry about yourself first."

"I?"

Mr. Fantastic was a little confused, and followed Li Jie's gaze and looked back at Mobius.

“Hi, Mr. Reed, I came here just to see you.

However, I just ordered some food.

If you don't mind, we can talk after I finish eating, or you can sit down and share the meal with me?

To be honest, I still admire you very much.

Besides Spider-Man, you're one of my favorite heroes."

Mobius raised his hand to say hello and invited Mr. Fantastic to sit down and eat together.

Mr. Fantastic hesitated for a moment, walked over and sat down in front of Mobius, and said doubtfully:

"Sir, I don't think we know each other?

Or, we've never met before, right?"

"Peter, please bring another set of bowls and chopsticks, and please serve my dishes quickly."

Mobius urged, then smiled at Mr. Fantastic and said,

"Mr. Reed, you are absolutely right. Strictly speaking, this is the first time you and I have met.

I still say the same thing, can you wait until I finish my meal?

You know, Mr. Smith cooks the best food in the world, and I don’t want to miss a chance to taste it.”

"Wow."

Mr. Fantastic stood up and said, "If you don't want to talk, then... goodbye, or never see you again."

Mobius sighed and said, "Okay, then we can eat and talk at the same time, right?

Actually, I don’t like to talk when I’m enjoying a meal, but for you, I’m willing to make the concession.”

Mr. Fantastic sat down again: "Now you can speak."

Mobius hurriedly stuffed some delicious food into his mouth, chewing while talking:

"Mr. Reed, you shouldn't be here."

"Are you saying I shouldn't come to the restaurant?" Mr. Fantastic asked suspiciously.

Mobius raised his hand to signal Reed to wait for a moment, swallowed the food in his mouth, hurriedly took another sip of beer, and then said:

"No, I mean you shouldn't come to this time. You should stay where you are."

After saying that, Mobius stuffed his mouth full of food again and started chewing.

Mr. Fantastic's expression tensed, and he leaned back slightly to distance himself from Mobius, taking precautions while being ready to attack at any time.

"Who are you exactly?"

Mobius raised his hand again to signal Mr. Fantastic to wait for him to swallow the food in his mouth, and then he spoke:

“This is my fault, I should have introduced myself first.

By the way, this is my business card.

My name is Mobius, and I work for the Time Administration."

"Time Management Bureau?"

Mr. Fantastic frowned, looked carefully at the food in his hand, and then looked up at Mobius who was eating like crazy, wanting to make sure that he was not joking.

"What does the Time Management Bureau do?"

Mobius replied: “To put it simply, it means letting time develop according to the original timeline.

If someone influences the direction of the timeline, we must take action to correct it.

Like right now.”

"Understood.

You mean I will affect the original timeline, so you want to make corrections and return it to the original timeline, right?"

Mr. Fantastic spoke.

Mobius snapped his fingers: "All right.

Mr. Reed, you are really a smart man and you understand what I say.

So I assume you've decided to come back with me and get the timeline back on track, right?"

Mr. Fantastic shook his head and said, "It's a pity.

I came back here from the future just to stop what was going to happen in the future.

Since you said that my return would affect the original development of events, it means that I have succeeded, so why should I go back? "

“No, no, no.

Mr. Reed, there may be some misunderstanding of the timeline.

Let me give you an example.”

Mobius picked up the chopsticks in his hand and preached,

“Look, if we use this chopstick, the timeline should be from point A to point B.

However, because of your return, a branch was created between point A and point B, which led to point C.

Now you see the problem, don’t you?”

Mr. Fantastic was a smart man. He understood everything immediately. His face darkened and he stared at the chopsticks in Mobius's hand and said:

"You mean point B still exists, and I just created a point C."

"all hit!"

Mobius snapped his fingers and said excitedly,

“That’s exactly what happened.

Mr. Reed, in fact, you did not change anything at point B, but just created a branch on the timeline, and the existence of this branch can affect the development of other timelines.

Simply put, this is a mistake and it must be corrected.

So, again, this is the Time Management Bureau and my job.

Mr. Reed, now that you understand, let's work together to correct this mistake.

As long as you come back with me now, all this can end."

"Why are you so sure it's a mistake?"

Reed inquired.

"What?" Mobius didn't hear clearly.

Reed said seriously, "I mean, what makes you so sure that point C is a mistake?"

Mobius said with a smile: "Didn't I just say that?

The timeline originally went from point A to point B, but because of your return, a time branch leading to point C was created, so point C is naturally a mistake.

We have to fix this mistake.”

Mr. Fantastic shook his head and said, "No, that's not the case.

What if point B exists just to bring me back and start the timeline leading to point C?

Then the emergence of point C is reasonable, from point A to point B, and then to point C, this is the correct timeline. "

Mobius...

"Mr. Reed, you are making excuses.

To put it bluntly, it's just unreasonable.

I am from the Time Management Bureau. If I say something is wrong, then it is wrong. How can I lie to you?"

Mr. Fantastic sneered and said, “Nothing in this world is absolute.

Just as the government's decisions are not always right, the Time Management Bureau cannot always be right.

I say again, I came back from the future to change everything in the future, and I will not go back with you."

Mobius: "But point B still exists. Strictly speaking, you haven't changed anything."

"You said that there would be a new ending, point C. This is the change, which means I succeeded."

Mr. Fantastic said as he suddenly stretched out his hand and tied up Mobius with his arm like a rope.

Mobius shook his head regretfully:

"Mr. Reed, it seems that I can't convince you, so..."

There was a slight pause before Mobius and Mr. Fantastic suddenly disappeared together.

"Mr. Reed!"

Peter Parker cried out in surprise, ran over and even searched under the table, then turned back to ask Li Jie,

"Boss, where did they go?"

"I think it must have gone to another time."

Li Jie replied.

"You mean to say that Mr. Reed has been taken away and he won't come back?"

Peter Parker asked.

Li Jie replied: "Theoretically, Mr. Reed is still here, and the one who was taken away was only the Reed at a certain point in the future.

If he can escape the control of Mobius and the Time Bureau, he could come back at any time."

"Like This."

Peter Parker nodded as if he understood, then stared at the chopsticks on the table.

"What are you thinking about?"

Li Jie asked curiously.

Peter Parker responded: "Thinking about what Mobius said about timelines and time branches.

Boss, if you say point B exists, does that mean there is a me at point B?

Now that a point C has appeared due to the branching of time, does that mean there is also a me at point C?"

"It seems so." Li Jie replied.

The kid suddenly developed an interest in the multiverse.

"Squeak!"

The door of the restaurant was suddenly pushed open, and a man in a cloak stood outside the door, frowning and saying:

"What happened here? Why does it smell so bad?"

"Why, are vampires afraid of this smell too?"

Peter Parker asked curiously.

Standing outside the door was none other than Dracula, known as the most powerful vampire in the world.

"Nonsense, we vampires are mysophobes, how could we like such a bad smell?

Garlic smell is what I hate the most.”

Dracula replied.

The sun casts a shadow on Dracula, pulling his shadow into the restaurant.

Peter Parker noticed this and said in surprise, "Are you not afraid of sunlight?"

"Sunlight?"

Dracula deliberately opened his arms to let himself bathe in the sun, and said with a smile on his face,

“Peter, you must have read too many fairy tales to think that vampires are afraid of sunlight.

Let me tell you, I am an exception.

The ability to walk in sunlight is one of my skills.

However, I have to thank the God Doom, who improved my skills.

Giggle...

This is all thanks to you superheroes. If you hadn't done those stupid things yesterday, Lord Doom wouldn't have increased the power of us."

"Dracula, what do you mean by us?"

Peter Parker asked.

Dracula replied: "Of course, it refers to villains like me. The God Doom has enhanced our abilities and made us work for him.

A highlight moment for the villain has arrived!"

Peter Parker…

"alright.

Peter, now is not the time to talk about this. I came here to enjoy the food.

Hurry up and bring me all the delicious food in the restaurant, and a glass of wine."

Dracula handed over a silver coin and said proudly,

"Look, now Lian Yin can't do any harm to me. I feel at least five hundred years younger."

"Okay, find a seat first."

Peter Parker turned around and handed the money to Li Jie, and said worriedly,

"If it's really as Dracula said, the heroes will probably have a hard time."

The villains' strength has been improved, so the heroes will have to passively take the beating.

Too many things like this have happened today, but Peter Parker, who is hiding in the restaurant, has not yet begun to experience them.

"Two more beers, Peter."

Dracula suddenly preached.

"You have guests?"

Peter Parker asked over his shoulder.

Dracula nodded and said, "Yes, I have two more guests. It's almost time for us to arrive."

"Squeak."

As soon as Dracula finished speaking, the door of the restaurant was pushed open and Blade and Lilith walked in.

"dad."

Lilith called out.

"My dear girl, I'm so glad you're okay."

Dracula stood up and hugged Lilith, then said to the Blade Warrior with a cold face,

"Boy, if my daughter is wronged in the slightest, I will tear you to pieces!"

Blade Runner...

Peter Parker also cast a curious look, wondering whether Blade and Dracula would directly fight here.

"Dad, you're stronger than before."

Lilith noticed the changes in Dracula.

Dracula deliberately showed off his muscles and said proudly:

"Yes, Lord Doom has improved my skills. I have never been more powerful than I am now."

He paused for a moment, his eyes fell on the Blade Warrior again, and he snorted coldly and said,

"Now if I crush that guy to death, it would be no different from crushing an ant."

Blade Runner...

"Dad, you didn't invite us here for dinner just to talk about this, right?

Come and sit down. I haven't had Mr. Smith's delicious food for a long time."

Lilith pressed Dracula into the chair to prevent the conflict from escalating.

"Lilith, I ordered your most popular dish, but let's have a drink first."

Dracula raised his glass and preached. After drinking a glass of wine, he asked,

"My dear daughter, what are your plans next?"