Marvel Comics: Starting with the Ability to Replicate Superhuman Talents

Elliot Manor late at night.

The old mansion in Gotham City's East End occupies a vast area.

There are a few crows perched on some locust trees at the door.

A black car drove slowly, disturbing the dormant raven.

They flapped their wings and flew away, croaking, and their miserable screams once again added a bit of eerie charm to this silent manor.

"Here we are."

Thomas stopped the car and stared at this quaint manor with complex eyes: "To be honest, I haven't come back very often since I grew up."

"However." Thomas watched the excited Leticia run into the manor, put his hands on his waist and smiled: "This is a good place for mental patients to rest."

Jino didn't respond, just stared at the manor.

There were two stone owl statues placed at both ends of the iron gate at the entrance. He remembered that when he came here to visit his grandfather Lauren when he was a child, the rubies on the stone statues were still there.

But now it has disappeared, which shows that the city's security environment is becoming increasingly chaotic.

Thomas thought that Kino was worried about Leticia. He sighed and patted Kino on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I know many capable psychiatrists in this city. I think I can find someone to diagnose and treat Leticia."

The two walked into the manor while talking about Leticia's condition.

They were greeted by a white-haired old man. He was trembling and wielding a cane and bowing with great effort: "Heir of the Elliot family, welcome to your arrival."

"The master is already waiting for you inside."

When he said this, the old man stared at Jino, as if the owner of this manor only wanted to see one person today.

Thomas looked slightly unnatural when he heard the old butler's words. He shook his head: "Leticia and I are waiting for you outside."

Gino frowned, and Lauren's appearance appeared in his memory.

He was a tyrannical old man who always had a straight face and liked to yell and lose his temper.

Gino had little interaction with him. When he was a child, he stayed here and played with Thomas.

"Lead the way." Jino thought for a moment and decided to meet this unfamiliar grandfather.

Push open the old wooden door.

There was an expensive chandelier hanging from the ceiling of the living room, but it was already covered with dust.

The messy knives and forks and leftovers on the dining table also silently tell the story of the Elliott family’s past glory.

Jino saw an old man in purple pajamas lying ill on the sofa.

His skin is wrinkled, and his old cheeks and backs of his hands are covered with brown age spots.

The old man's hair was sparse, saliva was dripping from the corners of his mouth, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be dying.

"Master Luolun, Master Jino is here."

The old butler's voice woke up Lauren. The half-buried old guy slowly opened his eyes, and looked at Jino carefully with his cloudy eyes.

The old housekeeper left silently.

"Get closer."

Laurent said to Gino.

Jino took two steps, and as the distance got closer, he could smell the rotten smell exuding from Lauren's body.

Time is such a terrible thing, taking away a person's life silently.

Gino stopped.

The next moment, Laurent suddenly stretched out his hand and clasped Jino's wrist. His eyes were full of envy, and he kept saying things like "It's great to be young."

"What do you want from me?" Jino shook off the old man. He didn't know what the old man had for lunch. Something sticky fell on his wrist, so Jino took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped his wrist.

"Hey!" Looking at Jino's movements, Laurent let out a strange laugh and said, "Don't dislike me, I called you here to give you a gift."

"Open the cabinet opposite. There is a small gift I prepared for you."

Jino raised his eyebrows and followed the direction of his finger towards the cabinet in the corner.

His eyes swept over the wooden cabinet. The closed wooden cabinet gradually became transparent in Jino's eyes. He saw a small silver box and an ordinary white bird-shaped mask placed in the cabinet.

His eyes were slightly focused, focusing on the iron box.

Jino's gaze easily penetrated the silver iron box.

I saw a pool of silver-white flowing liquid contained in the iron box, which looked like melted silver.

However, what surprised Jino even more was that the silver liquid was shining like the Milky Way.

"What is this?"

Keno is interested in a luminous liquid?

The young man opened the cabinet and took out the iron box.

"Pap~"

As the iron box was opened, a pool of silver flowing liquid came into view.

"Sniff sniff~"

Gino sniffed lightly, but there was no smell at all from this thing.

"Tasteless." Jino labeled the mysterious liquid again.

"How is it?" Lauren coughed, interrupting Gino's thoughts: "Isn't it beautiful and magical?"

"What is this?" Jino really didn't know what this thing was.

Laurent stared at the iron box in Jino's hand and said, "This thing is called amber gold, a metal that can prolong life and slightly enhance people's ability to heal themselves."

"You said it's metal?" Jino raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to lick the liquid, and it felt cold, like a pool of spring water.

Laurent grinned, showing his yellow teeth: "Of course, I lived to the age of ninety-five with it."

Gino was curious: "So, how did you get it?"

"How to get it?"

Gino's words seemed to ignite Lauren's anger. He stood up tremblingly, his voice hoarse: "This thing belongs to our Elliot family!"

The old guy was so angry that he limped towards the wall with the curtains drawn. Then, he held down the black curtain and pulled hard.

“Look at these paintings!”

Gino looked at the wall.

I saw several oil paintings hanging on the wall in the corner.

The first painting shows four young people with their families on a sailboat. Each of them is high-spirited and looking at the sea, as if something is waiting for them somewhere.

"Ahem."

Lauren coughed and pointed to the first oil painting: "This is the origin of Gotham City!"

"Four ambitious young people traveled across the ocean together and came to the former Gotham, a wild place."

The old man Lauren's eyes flashed with reminiscence: "The Wayne family, the Elliot family, the Kane family, the Cobot family."

"Four founders of the family founded Gotham City!"

Kino's eyes moved to the second oil painting.

The second oil painting has a strange appearance. It is split in the middle of the frame, and the upper part is a city.

Above the large cities, a young man was looking down at the entire city with his arms crossed.

The lower part is an intricate pipe, with a hall hidden inside.

There were several chairs placed in the hall, and the leading figure was shrouded in darkness, holding his chin with both hands, as if he was talking to his companions.

Lauren's voice rang in his ears: "After founding Gotham, the Wayne family loved this city. They wanted this city to develop freely, so that everyone could get education and everyone could have enough to eat. Create a city without hunger and poverty.”

"But our ancestor Elliot didn't think so. He created an organization called the Owl Council, attracted powerful local forces to join, and expected that the city's development direction would be determined by prominent families like them. "

Listening to Lauren's words, Gino's face gradually became weird. Good guy, why do the Elliot family sound so like the villains?