In Marvel, people are slime Chapter 107

Character name suggestions:

– Laimu

– Thanos

– Coulson

– Hill

· – Nick Fury

– Natasha

– Stark

· – Tony Stark

· – Steve Rogers

– Thor

· – Clint Barton

· – Bruce Banner

– Loki

“He must hate you to death. That guy is quite narrow-minded.”

Below the Stark Tower, Coulson and Hill had already gone to arrange post-war matters, while Nick Fury and Natasha walked together.

Natasha was a little troubled, “…I need to find an opportunity to apologize to him. I don’t want him to dislike me… It’s all your fault, my big boss!”

Originally, Natasha didn’t care whose hands the scepter was in. Laimu had made significant contributions in this battle, so giving it to him directly wouldn’t have mattered. However, as a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, she had an obligation to expose the fact that Laimu had swapped the scepter.

Legally speaking, all dangerous alien items should be handed over to S.H.I.E.L.D. for safekeeping, and Nick Fury would not be willing to give away a scepter with great research value.

Caught between public duty and personal feelings, Natasha chose the option that would offend someone.

Fury scoffed, “You care so much about that blue-haired guy’s attitude?”

“He’s adorable, okay? Just looking at him from afar is refreshing and makes one want to get close. Don’t you think so? He even gave me a gift, a pair of very useful pistols.”

“It’s a pity you betrayed his trust, Agent. And, I find him hideous.”

As he spoke, Fury glanced at the vast expanse of ruins from near to far. New York’s buildings had suffered significant damage in this major battle and needed to be systematically repaired.

The weapons, spacecraft… and even the Leviathan beasts left behind by the aliens also needed to be properly managed. These were very dangerous items with unknown principles. If they fell into the hands of civilians, or even criminals, they would be far more harmful than firearms.

/——————

“The Avengers?”

In the dim starry sky, countless meteorites floated, and amidst them, a massive throne drifted.

A purple giant sat on the throne, deep in thought.

He was clad in golden armor, like a supreme deity.

“That’s right… According to the intelligence we gathered, the Avengers are the most powerful organization on Earth. They are led by a person named Laimu Etcheberia and have proposed a plan to counterattack us…”

A trembling, ant-like person lay on the ground. He wore battle armor and a hood, his head bowed low, his voice filled with uncontrollable fear, quivering like his body.

One was fear of the person before him, the other was fear of another person on the distant Earth.

“They… used a type of glowing robot that we couldn’t understand, which led to the complete annihilation of the fleet…”

“He, he is the burial master of the fleet… the most ruthless butcher!”

When he spoke the words “burial master,” the kneeling ant seemed to be choked by an invisible hand, suffocating for a moment.

Thanos slowly raised his head, his bright purple eyes holding a hint of amusement, “Burial master? Interesting…”

…

“He has my approval.”

/——————

“Aliens attacked New York, destroying countless buildings and properties. But fortunately, an organization called ‘The Avengers’ emerged. They not only repelled but completely defeated the alien army, making Earth, which had not yet entered interstellar space, a winner in an interstellar war.”

“Our extraordinary heroes protected everyone in New York. Their existence brought people not only wonder and surprise, but more importantly, a sense of reassuring security.”

“Let us here pay tribute to the heroes, thanking them for their battle and efforts! Thanks to Iron Man Tony Stark, thanks to Captain America Steve Rogers, thanks to Thor, thanks to Black Widow Natasha, thanks to Hawkeye Clint Barton, thanks to Hulk Bruce Banner, and thanks to the Sky Knight and his Tiga Warriors, whose names are yet unknown!”

…

“Knowing they are on Earth, no matter how far away, I feel so safe! If they can even defeat aliens, what else is there to fear…”

“Iron Man! Iron Man! Iron Man! Iron Man is the coolest!”

“Hulk is! It’s Hulk!”

…

Generally, people supported, recognized, and praised the Avengers and their actions. But the world is not always full of praise; sometimes, conflicting opinions and opportunists stirring up trouble are inevitable.

“These so-called heroes should be held responsible for the destruction they caused! This was their battle! But where are they now? Where did they run off to?”

“Their very existence is a threat to humanity. Who can guarantee they won’t lose control? Who can guarantee they won’t intervene in wars between different countries on Earth?”

“I don’t care what they did! All I know is my house is ruined! My dog is dead too! How much money are they going to compensate me for?!”

…

After the Battle of New York, the Avengers also returned to their respective lives.

Natasha and Hawkeye, needless to say, had plenty of S.H.I.E.L.D. missions waiting for them to handle.

Thor took Loki back to Asgard.

Steve, with his shield, rode a motorcycle he extorted from S.H.I.E.L.D. and disappeared to somewhere to play.

Stark planned to repair the Stark Tower and rename it Avengers Tower.

Dr. Banner stayed at Avengers Tower, intending to find a job at Stark Industries to retire, as Laimu suggested. Stark, of course, approved with both hands; research geniuses of Banner’s caliber are hard to find on Earth.

Although most of them had scattered, it was believed that they could all be called back with just one phone call when necessary.

Well, except for Thor… that guy didn’t have a phone, and even if he did, he wouldn’t use it.

/——————

While Laimu was standing on the top floor of Avengers Tower enjoying the view, Banner came over.

Behind him, busy workers were repairing the damaged top floor, and the crater on the ground was intentionally preserved. This crater commemorated not only Loki’s first time but also the Avengers’ first barbecue party.

Outside the window, workers were installing a huge sign, ‘Avengers Tower,’ via helicopter.

Further away, dense repair crews were fixing various buildings.

The whole world had a broken beauty of a post-war wasteland, yet also a vibrant, constantly improving and repairing beauty.

Banner stood behind Laimu, holding an egg-sized purple crystal.

“There’s a big problem, Laimu.”

He gravely handed the crystal to Laimu. The crystal looked like some strange fruit, with rivets added for fixation.

“This biological crystal left by the Chitauri contains a lot of energy. It’s used to power firearms and spacecraft…”

Laimu toyed with the crystal; it sparkled in the sunlight. “Is there a problem?”

“The problem is that once it leaves the special protective environment inside the machinery and comes into contact with radiation, it becomes explosive. A crystal as large as the one in your hand is enough to destroy a main battle tank.”

…

So, is sunlight considered radiation?