Kryptonian: Man of Steel

"Do you want me to not save you when you ask for help because I'm afraid of the Galactic Empire's search and the madness of bounty hunters? We are predators. We are born to fight, to survive, and to be free!"

Yondu said excitedly.

"If we don't even have this little courage, how can we gain a foothold in the universe? Our ancestors wandered in the endless sea of ​​stars, using wisdom and courage to open up a path of survival. Today, how can we retreat because of a little difficulty?"

Everyone looked at each other, and they had to admit that it seemed that what Yondu said made sense.

Yondu is still a relatively good predator boss, otherwise he would not have achieved the current scale.

The subordinates who had expressed opposition before also stopped at this time. They looked at each other and thought secretly in their hearts.

Opposing Yondu's decision is undoubtedly challenging his authority, and it is more likely to make themselves lose protection in the future.

If Yondu really uses this as an excuse and no longer lends a helping hand in the future, they will be more isolated and helpless under the pursuit of the Galactic Empire.

"Yondu, this time we will go with you to rescue Quill."

A voice finally broke the silence. It was the most hesitant predator before. Although his voice was weak, it was full of determination, as if he was atonement for his previous hesitation.

"Yes, let's go together!"

Other predators echoed one after another, and their voices rose and fell, gathering into an unstoppable force.

"Let's go!"

At Yondu's command, the predators immediately prepared the spacecraft.

Although the Galactic Empire intended to kill all the predators, it was not easy. Predators have a unique status and role in the universe. They are both destroyers and builders.

They shuttle between various planets and plunder resources, but at the same time they also promote exchanges and integration between different civilizations. Therefore, many civilizations need the existence of predators, and they are willing to provide predators with shelter and trading opportunities.

However, this does not mean that the life of predators is easy. The pursuit of the Galactic Empire and the madness of bounty hunters make their days full of danger.

The prices of spacecraft fuel, weapons and ammunition, and new spacecrafts have more than doubled, and sometimes they cannot be bought even if you have money. All this makes the life of the predators more difficult.

Black market traders who take advantage of the fire have sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

They take advantage of the predators' predicament to sell materials at high prices, and sometimes even collude with the Galactic Empire to betray the whereabouts of the predators.

However, the predators are not defenseless. There are many shrewd people among them who can see through the tricks of black market traders and find real trading partners.

In the process of preparing the spacecraft, Yondu personally supervises every detail.

This mission is full of unknowns, and the slightest negligence may ruin the entire team.

Therefore, he requires every predator to prepare the spacecraft and weapons to the highest standards.

"Check the engine and navigation system of the spacecraft to make sure they are functioning properly."

Yondu said to the predator in charge of the spacecraft maintenance.

"Yes, boss."

The predator replied immediately, and he quickly took action and began to check the various components of the spacecraft.

"The weapon system should also be carefully checked. We can't lose the chain in the battle."

Yondu turned to the predator in charge of weapons.

"Don't worry, boss. I have checked and all the weapons are in the best condition."

The Predator said confidently.

Yondu nodded and expressed satisfaction with everyone's preparations.

He knew that only when every detail was in place could they be invincible in the battle.

As the preparations for the spacecraft were gradually completed, the Predators boarded the spacecraft one after another.

Accompanied by the roar of the spacecraft engine, the door of the Predator headquarters opened wide, and more than a dozen small spacecraft flew out.

Then the door closed again.

In addition to the necessary Predators who stayed behind, Yondu can be said to have brought all the people who could go out to fight.

He was so anxious that he probably didn't know what was waiting for him.

Meanwhile, Earth!

Dr. Strange is a genius in neurosurgery, and he has made great achievements in this field.

He even created a surgical technique named after him called "Strange Suture".

The Lancet, an authoritative journal known as the "Bible" of the medical community, conducted an in-depth report on Strange and selected him as one of the fifty greatest doctors of the 21st century.

This is not only a recognition of his personal achievements, but also a boost to the entire field of neurosurgery. Strange's name began to be closely associated with the word "miracle", and countless patients came to him in the hope of being treated by him.

Until one day, a sudden disaster broke the peace.

The Saiyans, powerful creatures from distant galaxies, invaded the earth for some unknown reason. A fierce battle unfolded over the city, and the aftermath shattered the hospital where Strange was working.

A huge meteorite fragment hit his hands that had created countless miracles. At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and Strange's world collapsed instantly.

After countless surgeries and rehabilitation treatments, although Strange's hands were preserved, their functions were greatly reduced, and even the simplest daily activities became difficult.

This is undoubtedly a fatal blow to a doctor whose life is based on the scalpel. He began to become taciturn, and those eyes that were once full of light now often revealed deep despair and confusion.

Without the operating table, Strange felt like he had been deprived of his soul.

He began to try various methods to restore the function of his hands, from the latest biotechnology to ancient folk remedies, almost at any cost.

But every time I try, it's like using sandpaper to polish the broken mirror in my heart, leaving only more scars.

Just when he was about to give up and prepare to accept his fate, by chance, he heard an almost unbelievable story from a colleague he had not contacted for many years.

It is said that a patient who once suffered high-level paraplegia due to a serious accident and even needed amputation from the eyebrow down has now miraculously recovered. Not only has he stood up again, he is also sweating on the street basketball court and enjoying the vitality of life.

This news was like a bolt of lightning, piercing the haze in Strange's heart. He immediately realized that this might be his only hope of regaining his life.

Without any hesitation, Strange embarked on a journey to find this mysterious rehabilitator.

Unexpectedly, the search process went extremely smoothly, as if there was some force guiding him.