The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics

"McCoy is down!"

"What happened? Did he have a seizure? A heart attack?"

"I don't know, but his nose is bleeding. Looks like someone knocked him out."

"That bastard always liked to tease people. It's no surprise he got hit. See if he's dead. If he's not, leave him alone."

The crowd surged towards the black man on the ground, not noticing a figure with a newspaper in hand whistling and slowly walking away.

...

"I didn't expect such earth-shattering changes to happen in the few days I was gone."

Yang Le stayed away from the noisy crowd, sitting on a bench and looking at the big news on the front page of the newspaper: Superhuman Registration? Sentinel Robots? Dictator Hyperion?

It's been only a few days, and things are completely different.

Yang Le sighed. The Daily Bugle's words were as sharp as ever, writing so many nasty things so bluntly. He wondered where JJJ got the guts.

But it seems the old man has restrained himself a bit, at least not as vicious as when he was attacking Spider-Man. He didn't use insulting words, and it was more bluntness than abuse.

Still, it stands out in a sea of French newspapers.

Throwing the newspaper into a nearby trash can, he had just returned from the movie universe and didn't expect to encounter another major event upon his return. It felt like he was assigned one task after another by the team leader because he was too capable.

But it depends on how Yang Le thinks about it. After all, according to Eternity, what's happening now is the normal course of this universe, and even if Yang Le doesn't intervene, someone who can stop this major event will emerge.

Like the Fantastic Four that Eternity showed him before. Obviously, Eternity didn't just randomly pick a superhero team to show him.

Because of him, the Fantastic Four's origin story didn't involve going to space. They were directly exposed to a Sentinel energy burst on Earth, which replaced cosmic radiation.

And the current superhuman event has a share in the energy burst, which means the current event is closely related to the origin of the Fantastic Four in this universe.

According to American comic law, a hero's origin is usually accompanied by trouble, and this trouble must be solved by the newly born hero. This represents their debut and first highlight.

Of course, this is a fourth-wall-breaking statement. In simpler terms, when one door closes, another opens; where there is poison, there is an antidote within three steps.

Poison and medicine are often intertwined.

If Yang Le were lazy, he might be able to watch a superhero drama live. And if Valeria hadn't returned to her lab to pack things, she might have caught up with her parents' rookie debut.

Sweeping the extra thoughts out of his head, Yang Le took out his phone to call Gwen to tell her he was safe, but as soon as he opened his phone, he saw a bunch of messages and missed calls from another version of himself.

After a rough look, he found that what the other him said was similar to what he knew. After all, he could also see the news of the mutants colluding with Hyperion in the newspaper.

But the clone still reminded him that Magneto might be plotting something big. He hoped the main body could consciously protect several superheroes from the 9527 universe, so they wouldn't encounter the final BOSS in the newbie village and get wiped out in one wave.

Yang Le thought for a while. He didn't really know many superheroes in this universe. The Fantastic Four family counted as one, Tony Stark counted as one, Xue Xi counted as one…

Uh, it seems like there are only these few. Then he would pay more attention to them, anyway, he could keep an eye on them.

While thinking, Yang Le dialed Gwen's number. During this time, his legs were not idle, and he was slowly walking towards his home.

Yang Le didn't choose to teleport directly home, after all, Katie was there too. He was afraid of scaring her. To save some trouble, it was better to teleport outside and walk back.

The phone was busy. Yang Le's eyes wandered aimlessly. Turning right at the next street corner, he could see his apartment. He didn't know what Gwen was busy with that she wasn't answering the phone.

Yang Le turned the street corner and looked up at his apartment. He was stunned at just one glance, because he saw that the top floor of the apartment he bought had a big hole in it. There was also police tape around the bottom of the apartment, and some police were busy doing something.

"Hey, Happy."

Just then, the phone connected, and a familiar voice came from the other end. Yang Le came back to his senses.

"I'm glad to receive your call. Sorry, I was helping Katie with training, so I answered so late…"

"Are you okay, Gwen?" Yang Le interrupted Gwen and asked directly.

"I saw a big hole in our house, and there are a lot of police downstairs. What happened?"

Although she was interrupted, Gwen still felt warm inside. She softened her voice and said gently.

"I'm fine, Happy. Katie and I haven't been there for a long time. As for what happened, it's a long story."

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Then, Gwen briefly told Yang Le what had happened during this time. The latter breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they were all thrilling but safe.

"We are at Poole's house now. When are you coming over? Do you want me to prepare some food for you?"

"It might take me some time, Gwen," Yang Le said softly, completely ignoring the police who were approaching him.

"Hello, sir."

A policeman walked over with a cold face. Behind him were his three colleagues. When these people approached, they all put their hands on their guns.

"I may need to take up some of your time. I just heard you say there's a big hole in your house? Can you tell me more about it?"

Who would have thought that Yang Le would ignore them and continue talking to Gwen on the phone.

"Of course, don't worry, it won't take much time. It'll probably take me, uh… 10 minutes? Okay, it won't be more than 15 minutes at the latest. Anyway, I'll be back before the food gets cold."

The police didn't interrupt. What Yang Le said was like what people being questioned by the police would say when reporting back home. They all thought Yang Le was doing this, so they didn't stop him.

"Okay, that's it. Don't worry about me."

After speaking, Yang Le hung up the phone, and just as the police were about to ask their questions again, Yang Le just put away his phone and started fiddling with the watch on his arm.

"Sir, please answer me…"

'"Bang!"'

The policeman's question was interrupted by a burst of dazzling white light. They suddenly became startled birds, and their bodies subconsciously distanced themselves from Yang Le, as if to stay away from a bomb.

The white light quickly dissipated, and a figure that was even stronger than before replaced Yang Le and stood in place.