The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics

"You don't seem particularly happy?"

Yang Le swallowed the bacon in his mouth. You should know that Yang Le liked holidays the most when he was a child. He even had the idea of blowing up the school for the sake of having a holiday.

It's a pity that he lives in China, not Mihua Town in Japan. Bombs are not so easy to get, and bombs are not something that he, who looked like a child and had the intelligence equivalent to that of an average child at the time, could handle.

"No, I just feel like I have too much time all of a sudden, and I'm a little at a loss."

Gwen fiddled with the bacon on the plate with a fork, casually putting one of them into her mouth and chewing it repeatedly with her teeth.

"How about using this week to return to the life of a superhero again?"

Yang Le spread butter on the toast. He didn't expect that his half-joking suggestion would really arouse Gwen's interest.

"That's a good idea." Gwen slammed her hand on the table, making a 'slap' sound. The force was so great that the plates on the table flew up a few centimeters.

Also flying off the table was the glass full of juice. Fortunately, Gwen was quick-eyed and grabbed the glass, and then caught the falling juice, otherwise the juice might have spilled all over the floor.

"Phew~." Gwen put the glass back on the table and smiled triumphantly. "Safe."

However, when Gwen looked at Yang Le to show off, she saw Yang Le, who was drenched in juice, looking at her with disapproving eyes.

"Sorry~" Gwen stuck out her tongue awkwardly.

…

Yang Le, who had changed into a new set of clothes, sat on the sofa and began to read today's Daily Bugle.

In fact, the Daily Bugle is not the best newspaper, but when it comes to superhumans, no newspaper has surpassed them in terms of professionalism.

Perhaps because there is no Spider-Man in this universe, James has spread his enthusiasm to other superhumans. This has led the Daily Bugle to become one of the leading newspapers in the industry that is proficient in superhumans.

Of course, most of the reports are negative. Only a few superheroes can get unbiased comments, but this is already the highest level of praise James can give.

However, although the evaluation of superhumans is unfair, it is indeed difficult to find a more comprehensive superhuman news than the Daily Bugle.

Sure enough, Yang Le quickly found an interesting piece of news in the corner of the newspaper.

"Superhuman Missing Incident?"

Gwen's voice came from behind, followed by a good smell. Yang Le knew it was the smell of Gwen's recent shower gel, because he had just used it last night.

Gwen put her body on the back of the sofa, then put her head next to Yang Le's head, and put her head directly on Yang Le's shoulder in order to save energy.

"There have been frequent population disappearances recently." Gwen began to read the contents of the newspaper.

"However, please don't worry, ordinary people. All the missing people are registered mutants, or other superhumans who have gained superpowers for some reason. There is no news about ordinary people missing yet, but this newspaper still reminds the general public to pay attention to their own safety and not to go to dangerous neighborhoods…"

As she read, Gwen's voice stopped. Her eyes began to quickly scan the useless nonsense, and finally read again after finding useful information.

"As of a month ago, there are currently 12 known missing superhumans. The following is a list of missing persons collected by this newspaper. It may not be complete, but it is absolutely true."

The rest is some personal information, so there is no need to read it out. Gwen reached out and took the Daily Bugle from Yang Le's hand and began to ponder.

"Habby, what do you think?"

"I think there must be something strange about this." Yang Le put his hands behind his head and looked up at Gwen's beautiful face.

"A month is not long or short, but so many superhumans have disappeared for no reason in such a short period of time, then there must be some big secret hidden behind it."

Superhumans, people who surpass ordinary humans. Although not all superhumans have combat capabilities, judging from the abilities of these superhumans marked in the Daily Bugle, these people all have superhumans with a certain degree of lethality.

"I currently have three ideas." Yang Le stretched out his right hand and showed three fingers.

"First, those ordinary people who discriminate against and hate mutants or other superhumans attacked these superhumans."

"Second, certain forces kidnapped these superhumans for some purpose. These forces are likely to be the government, the military, or A.I.M., which attacked Midtown High School yesterday."

"Third, those superhumans know each other. They gathered together for some purpose, and then they had to disappear from the public eye temporarily in order to accomplish something."

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Faced with Yang Le's analysis, Gwen nodded frequently. She felt that each of Yang Le's analyses had a great possibility, but the most fearful thing about investigation is fickleness, so even if it is wrong, she must first choose one as the most priority investigation direction.

However, Gwen was in trouble when faced with choosing which one. She was afraid that her wrong judgment would lead to wasted time, which would lead to the death of those missing superhumans.

Yang Le looked at Gwen with wrinkled eyebrows and immediately understood what the other party was thinking. Gwen was obviously caught in the difficulty of choosing everything. This kind of difficulty in choosing stems from her kindness, which is also one of the reasons why Yang Le likes Gwen.

"You seem to have fallen into a misunderstanding, Gwen."

Yang Le's sudden opening interrupted Gwen's thoughts. When she raised her head, she saw Yang Le's calm eyes, and herself frowning in them.

"We are going to investigate this matter, but you don't need to take on some responsibilities that don't belong to you."

"What does that mean?" Gwen looked at Yang Le blankly.

"No one can be perfect, Gwen." Yang Le said solemnly.

"Indeed, our wrong judgment may lead to some accidents for these people, but at least we have tried to save them. Even if we don't save them, you don't need to morally kidnap yourself."

"You need to know that self-pity is the most useless thing. Instead of having that time, it's better to find out the real mastermind and give him two punches, break his spine so that he can't do the same thing in this life. This is more useful than anything else."

"Okay." Gwen's eyes flickered. She didn't completely agree with what Yang Le said, but she agreed with one sentence. It's useless to think too much, it's better to move first.

She had heard the story of waiting for a rabbit.