The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics

Like a bomb, the substance ejected from Ultimate Four Arms' fist spread in all directions after hitting Red Omega's head, turning over the newly shattered ground once more.

The impact of this punch affected almost all the surrounding facilities, causing cracks in the lighter ones and turning the heavier ones, like the original auditorium, into almost complete ruins.

Ultimate Four Arms, who had unleashed this astonishing punch, straightened up, and small gaps suddenly appeared in the armor that had been tightly wrapped around his body, from which scorching steam was immediately released.

"Hiss!"

As the steam vented, the surrounding temperature rose sharply, making it feel like the height of summer again, even though it was supposed to be a crisp autumn day.

The scorching steam dispersed the swirling dust, revealing Red Omega lying motionless on the ground.

At this point, there was not a trace of flesh left on his body; the fragile muscles had been blasted into nothing by the previous punch and explosion, leaving only a skeleton of Adamantium alloy that shimmered with a strange light, and Adamantium tentacles connected to the skeleton.

Yang Le raised his right fist, which he had just thrown out, and cracks had now appeared in the armor covering it. Upon closer inspection, it was not difficult to see some red liquid gradually seeping out, which was Yang Le's blood.

After all, it was the hardest alloy in the world, even if it was only secondary Adamantium, it was not something anyone could easily mess with. The fact that Ultimate Four Arms only suffered this minor injury from punching it was far beyond Yang Le's expectations.

He clenched his fist suddenly, and bright yellow sweat was discharged from the pores on his knuckles, enveloping his entire right hand. The sweat, which was originally liquid, turned into a gel like before upon contact with the air, and a simple bandage was made.

After flexing his hand a few times and finding that it did not affect his movements, Yang Le nodded in satisfaction before turning to look around him. Although the auditorium where he had left the hostages had collapsed, the hostages were not fools and had chosen to escape as soon as they saw the danger.

The A.I.M. terrorists were the same, and so was their leader, MODOK. When disaster struck, everyone flew away, and at this time he couldn't care less about his proudest invention. After all, things could be rebuilt if they were lost, but his clever brain and little life were unique in the world.

As early as before Yang Le threw his punch, MODOK had led his men to escape when he saw that the situation was not good. According to his calculations, Red Omega was bound to fall under this punch. As a true scientist (supposedly), he didn't want to face a punch like an intercontinental missile.

Yang Le was strong, but he did not stop them. Ultimate Four Arms was, after all, a biological being, and he himself was affected by the previous punch. Injuries aside, fatigue toxins were also a big problem.

Besides, he had had a good fight today. Wasn't throwing this punch much more satisfying than masturbating?

In the spirit of 'not picking up something is the same as losing it' and 'you can't go home empty-handed', Yang Le directly picked up Red Omega's skeleton from the ground. Howard, who had inhaled a large amount of death factor neutralizing gas mixed with healing potion, wanted to open his mouth several times, but finally chose to remain silent.

Seeing the shriveled Adamantium skull, the severely deformed spine, and the slightly deformed ribs and sternum, Howard felt that it was better for him to pretend he didn't see anything.

No, what 'didn't see'? He had already been seriously injured and fainted while resisting a strong enemy, and was now lying under the ruins of the collapsed auditorium. If it weren't for the armor protecting him, he might have died. He should have been completely unaware of what was happening.

Howard silently deleted the video recorded by the armor, then quietly crushed the recording black box into pieces under the ruins, and then asked the artificial intelligence Jarvis.

"How is Tony now?"

"According to the school video, Master Tony was also attacked by superhumans. At first, Master chose to fight with the armor he made, but soon fell into a disadvantage."

Hearing this, Howard's heart tightened, but soon Jarvis continued.

"Fortunately, with the help of the suspected female superhuman who appeared at Miss Xue Xi's concert before, and the armor deployed by you, sir, Master Tony and his partner defeated the enemy. According to Master's armor, his physical condition is very healthy."

"Phew~" Howard breathed a sigh of relief and said with a slightly tired voice.

"Next time, tell me the important things first, Jarvis."

"Understood, your request has been recorded and will be improved next time."

Howard closed his eyes and pondered, looking at the video footage Jarvis retrieved for him, which included Tony wearing his spare armor, as well as the superhuman who used spider silk that Tony had told him about before.

Although Xue Xi was very beautiful, most of those who liked her performances were young people of the same age as her, and older people were in the minority. In addition, the other party appeared at Midtown High School so promptly. With this information, it was possible to roughly deduce the other party's identity.

The other party was very likely a student at Midtown High School. Although this was just a guess, Howard was 80% confident that this was the correct answer.

After thinking for a while, Howard said, "Jarvis, destroy all the videos of Midtown High School, do it cleanly, and after you're done, delete the data about you doing this."

"Understood, sir."

Howard was worried that the military guys would target the superhuman with spider-like abilities so early. Although Howard considered himself extremely clever, he also knew that as long as someone was determined, they could always find the other party's true identity through these videos.

The other party had saved his son twice, and Howard didn't mind doing some small favors. If it had been before, Howard might have ignored it, but Howard, who had walked through the gates of hell, saw it clearly. In this era of freaks, it was never possible to be safe relying on one person alone.

He couldn't, and didn't have the ability to, protect Tony for the rest of his life. Tony needed some partners. Today, this Spider-Woman and the superhuman who could transform were good choices. Helping them at this time was also paving the way for Tony.

Even if the military suspected something afterwards, he could just push it all to MODOK. That big head looked like a good scapegoat.

"Jarvis, set a 30-minute alarm."

After doing everything, Howard lay comfortably in the armor. He needed to rest well now. In the past, he had lived too tiredly, always working hard to maintain Stark Industries' position in the military. He couldn't do that anymore in the future.

"Don't wake me up if there's nothing special. I need to rest well."

"Understood, sir."

With the protection of the armor, Howard was not afraid of the ruins pressing on him, and fell asleep grandiosely.