My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

"I didn't expect you to come to see me, Dr. Wagbaum? How long has it been since we last met? After coming out of the laboratory? Or after the last Faith Fair in Walt. It's really nostalgic."

SHIELD headquarters, the underground secret prison, through the transparent glass, the natives in ordinary clothes looked at a gray-haired old man standing outside and said in a low voice.

"Hey, John, long time no see. I didn't expect our reunion to be on such an occasion."

Dr. Wagbaum said with emotion as he looked at the emaciated man who had lost his vigor and vigor in the past.

"Yeah, it's been a long time, so long that no one calls me John anymore. Doctor, you look good."

Facing the doctor who grew up in the laboratory, he can also be said to be the guardian in name, and the tone of the people in the motherland became vicissitudes.

The doctor nodded slowly, "Yes, I'm retired. After retiring from Walter, I went to live at my daughter's house. I raised a group of shepherd dogs. I have to pay attention to the distance from them at all times, because I can't interact with my experimental subjects. Too much affection."

The motherlander's expression changed slightly, he turned his face away with his hands behind his back, trying not to let the doctor see his expression, "It looks pretty good, retirement is really suitable for you."

The doctor put down his crutches and sat on a chair outside, "Between this kind of life and spending 80 hours a week in the laboratory, I would still choose the laboratory, without a doubt."

He was a little old, and he was a little short of breath when speaking, and he gasped when he said a little.

The man from the motherland sorted out his emotions, turned his head, and looked at the only "relative" who raised himself in the laboratory since he was a child, "You...are still in contact with those colleagues of Walter?"

"Some do, some don't. Let's talk about you, John."

The doctor turned the topic to the people of the motherland.

"Me? I'm fine, doctor, better than ever. You don't think I'm locked up here because I can't get out, do you? The truth is, I don't want to go out myself. If I want to, I can get out of here in an instant."

People from the motherland said that they wanted to stay here, not be imprisoned here.

"I know."

Trembling, the doctor took out a few pills from his pocket, put them in his mouth, soaked them in mineral water, and swallowed them all at once.

"Sorry, asthma has been bothering me. I have to take medicine on time. Medicine is a great achievement in the field of biology and chemistry after the rapid advancement of science and technology. It has saved countless human beings, but it has also made countless human beings dependent on it. .”

The doctor changed the topic and turned to the people of the motherland, "It's like you, John. You were originally a perfect test subject, but you became dependent on those so-called No. 5 compounds. You shouldn't have to be like this... "

The doctor's expression was rather regretful.

The people from the motherland showed that expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, which seemed to be pain, but also seemed to be laughing.

"No one can control me, let alone those drugs."

"Do you know Dominoes?"

The motherlander pulled a chair in the room and sat down, "It only needs the first domino to fall, and the rest will continue to fall, without stopping or regretting. This is like my life, From the first thing that got out of control, everything began to slide into the unknown and destruction. Compound 5 will certainly give me more power and drug-like addiction, but I can’t live without it.”

"Doctor, I just can't figure out how to survive after I get out of here? I tried everything, but all ended in failure. This society, all those short and stupid humans have abandoned me!"

When the motherlander spoke to the end, the blue veins on his forehead burst out.

My life is completely over, so what's the point of going out?

"You killed Madeleine, and many more civilians, and kidnapped the President of the United States...all of this was done by you, no one forced you, John, the path you chose."

The doctor looked at the ferocious-faced motherlander with a calm expression.

"Choose yourself? No, you will never understand me, and the public will always criticize me! What have I done? I spent more than 60 million dollars filming anti-terrorism propaganda in the United States and conducting anti-terrorism drills in elementary and middle schools across the United States. The mess in the Middle East , Those who the Department of Defense can't get rid of, I personally solve. I participate in the "Christ Mantle", give speeches to thousands of people, and listen to their prayers. But in exchange for what?"

The man from the motherland gritted his molars, and returned to his previous hideous expression.

"Me and Batman, who is the terrorist? All I do is fight super villains, why am I on the wrong side. They even asked me to quit the Super Seven. That's what I formed Team, they want to fire me, isn't that the most ridiculous thing?"

"John."

After listening to the venting of the motherland, the doctor was silent for a while, and said: "They are just afraid of you. Because what you do is gradually beyond the bottom line of people's cognition. They like superheroes and worship them as idols, but they don't want This kind of idol can affect their life. People can tolerate you being high, but they can't tolerate you using heat vision to hurt a dog on the street. You scare them! And, you scare me too.... ..”

"Really? That's why you came here to talk to me? Do you want me to change my ways, or do you want me to say sorry to Madeleine or the civilians who went there?"

The people from the motherland smiled and looked at the doctor.

"No, actually, I'm here to tell you something."

The doctor looked at the motherland and said slowly: "Nine years ago, Madeleine Stillwell called me a very interesting challenge. Rebecca Butcher, because of an unprecedented A medical condition went to her."

"Rebecca Butcher?"

When the people from the motherland heard this name, they were slightly taken aback.

"Don't you remember? The woman who worked at Water Company nine years ago was responsible for your Internet image management. Her team is responsible for all your social accounts."

The Dr. made some hints to the homelanders.

"is her......"

The people of the motherland thought of this woman, with whom he once slept, but then disappeared.

"Yes, Rebecca Butcher, she is pregnant with your child in her belly."

The doctor slowly told a story of the past.

A look of confusion and bewilderment appeared on the faces of the people from the motherland, "Pregnant? Wait..."

He cast an incredulous look at the doctor, "I thought I couldn't..."

He thought he was infertile.

"I thought the same thing, obviously, nature is very stubborn and the fetus is growing very fast, beyond the natural rate. We told her we would let her deliver the baby in a safe place, but she had to sign a non-disclosure agreement, Tell no one. Not even her husband, imagine what a scandal that could be!"