The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics

Time flows like water, and a week has passed since the first distribution of treehouses. I must say, Yang Le has had a very fulfilling week, quite different from before.

In Universe 65B, Yang Le lived a relatively leisurely life, picking up Gwen from school, occasionally solving a few crimes, and gathering with Peter and the others. These activities only occupied a small portion of Yang Le's time, and for the vast majority of the remaining time, Yang Le could only live like a homebody, passing the time with games and other things. At first, it was a bit interesting, but later he inevitably felt bored.

As for the other universes later on, Yang Le was always on the road solving problems, extremely pressed for time, or he was using his brains to plan and strategize in order to achieve certain goals, which was exhausting and mentally draining.

However, this new Universe 9527 is different. There are things to do every day, but no one is urging him. Yang Le is doing some planting work, which is directly cultivating his mind and body.

Of course, although he was living a good life, Yang Le did not forget Gwen, who was studying in New York. He contacted her almost every night, and even secretly went back to see Gwen the day before yesterday. Of course, Gwen, as Spider-Woman, certainly doesn't need to worry. She has now become one of the most popular figures at Midtown High School.

This is not difficult for Gwen. Her clever mind allows her to rank among the best in her class, her spider abilities give her physical abilities far beyond ordinary people, and her unintentional display of musical talent makes it easy to become famous on campus, right?

Not to mention, the number of suitors Gwen has rejected could already form a football team, not including women and other genders. In Gwen's eyes, these people are just kids. Having seen big scenes, she only finds them naive.

But Gwen still made some new friends she could chat with. In other words, as long as you are strong enough, people will always come to you. Now Gwen can talk to anyone, and even the teachers are kind to Gwen. After all, who doesn't like a cute and smart student?

As for Gwen's identity, Yang Le arranged for her to be from an ordinary middle-class family. The information was all handled by the shapeshifter, and the falsified data was devised by the Mini-Cons. Unless you are some talented person, don't even think about seeing that this information is falsified.

So now, not only Yang Le, but even Gwen is very satisfied with her new life and is doing very well. This could be rated as a "Three Good Student" in Yang Le's hometown.

Withdrawing his divergent thoughts, Yang Le refocused his attention on the farmland in front of him. Yesterday, Gambit and the others went out to buy supplies and brought back a lot of seeds, including some common fruit seeds. Yang Le is planning to set aside a piece of land today to plant them and slowly cultivate them.

Yang Le walked on the wide farmland, looking for a suitable place to plant fruit. Magneto had allocated this area to him, allowing him to engage in large-scale agriculture. Magneto also told Yang Le that if the land was not enough, he would tell him, and he would go to other places to grab some and piece it together for Yang Le.

So bold!

Walking and stopping, Yang Le finally found a good place. He spread out his palm, and dozens of seeds squeezed out from his palm. To make it easier, Yang Le had already hidden these seeds in his body, along with those seeds he had modified.

Picking out a seed, Yang Le buried it in the soil. With the activation of Swampfire's abilities, a tender bud emerged from the soil and grew into a towering tree in the blink of an eye. The next moment, a dozen large, red fruits appeared on the treetops.

A high-quality apple tree was cultivated by Yang Le in just a few seconds. It has to be said that many of the alien heroes in the Omnitrix, even if they are not used for combat, have many outstanding qualities.

Take Swampfire as an example. Normally, it would take several years for the apple tree in front of him to grow and bear fruit, but Swampfire can compress this time to a few seconds.

A high-quality fruit tree may take several generations to cultivate, but for Swampfire, he can freely control the sweetness and acidity of the fruit. He can even make it a little salty if he wants, and even things like apple trees bearing watermelons are not impossible.

Yang Le reached out and picked an apple, took off his mask and took a bite. This was to test the sweetness. Although Manzello herbs can live by photosynthesis, they can of course also eat things with their mouths.

"Is it a little too sweet?" Yang Le frowned. Apples should be sweet and sour to be delicious. Pure sweetness is too lacking in layers.

Just as Yang Le was thinking about adding some acidity to the fruit, a voice came from afar.

"Hey! Uncle Harby!"

Yang Le's eyebrows collapsed. He was too familiar with this voice. He put on his mask and turned around. It was indeed Li Qianhuan, and behind her were other children from the academy.

Seeing Li Qianhuan, Yang Le felt a headache. Although this child is Chinese, she is an American-born Chinese who grew up in the United States and knows nothing about Yang Le's hometown. Naturally, the two have nothing in common. Not to mention anything else, this child's taste is completely American.

But this is not the reason for Yang Le's headache. The real reason is that this child talks too much. She likes to run to Yang Le's place whenever she has nothing to do. At first, Yang Le was very happy, but after a long time, this little machine gun became a bit noisy.

Yang Le couldn't bear to drive away this child who was abandoned by her parents, so he could only constantly use the things grown in the field to shut her up. Sure enough, Li Qianhuan stopped talking when she had something to eat, so Yang Le always fed Li Qianhuan food.

This was exactly what Li Qianhuan wanted, so she was even more willing to run to Yang Le's place. Who told Yang Le to always give her food? Without Yang Le's knowledge, this vicious cycle was thus achieved.

"What's wrong, Qianhuan?" Yang Le asked. Although Li Qianhuan has the name Jubilation Lee, and others are more willing to call her that, Yang Le still likes to call her by her Chinese name, as a kind of remembrance.

"We just finished our morning class," Qianhuan said, grinning like a tomboy. "There's still some time before lunch, so I'm going to see what Uncle Harby is up to."

Because Yang Le covered his body, the others couldn't see his age, but they knew from Scott that Yang Le had lied about his age, saying he was 30 years old. However, children usually call Yang Le "Mr.", only Qianhuan is so familiar that she calls him "Uncle".

"Hungry again?" Yang Le looked at Qianhuan with an amused expression. "I just cultivated a new apple tree, you guys help me evaluate it."

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"Yes! Thank you so much, Uncle Harby!" Qianhuan jumped up happily. She had seen the fruit tree next to Yang Le a long time ago and was waiting for Yang Le to open his mouth. She hurriedly climbed up the fruit tree to pick it.

Yang Le shook his head, controlled the fruit tree to lower its height. In the blink of an eye, a three- or four-meter-high fruit tree turned into a ground-hugging shrub. Qianhuan cheered and called her partners to pick the fruits. The others had also been craving them for a long time, and they thanked Yang Le and ran to pick the fruits.

There was only one person who didn't run to pick the fruits. Instead, he walked to Yang Le's side, with metal skin and a strong figure. It was Colossus, who got his nickname in advance because his name was too long.

"What's wrong, Piotr?" Yang Le asked.

"Mr. Harby," Colossus first nodded respectfully, and then said.

"Principal Xavier is looking for you about something, it seems to be about rescuing other companions."