Marvel's princess becomes king

Natasha is not Batman, and she is not averse to human enhancement at all.

During this mission, she was defeated by Bartok the Leaper because her own physical fitness was not as good as the opponent's. This also involved the issue of the upper limit of strength for men and women. She suffered a loss. What if there was physical strengthening? ...She can kick the opponent's legs off!

"To what extent can it be strengthened? Like the legendary Captain America?" Natasha asked with interest.

Bella has been here for more than two years and has never seen Captain America, so she can't define the strength and weakness of him.

If measured against Captain America who can take a punch from Thanos, that power far exceeds the limit of the virus. But if calculated based on the usual performance of the US team, it is almost the same as the enhancement of biochemical viruses.

She didn't take into account the incredible record of the American team: "It should be about the same."

"Of course I won't refuse. When can I use it?"

Bella considered the overall cultivation progress.

"About three months, that is, after I finish studying as an exchange student in Japan."

Natasha's interest suddenly dropped by half: "There's still such a long time!"

Bella smiled and said nothing. She was going to let Wilander's scientists do two more genetic adjustments on Natasha's cells. This should be done with caution.

They whispered about human body enhancement. As they talked, Bella thought of the organization that the female doctor asked her to join.

She talked about this matter with Natasha: "Can you check for me, what kind of organization are they? Is it a pure scientific research organization?"

"Giant sea monster?" Natasha's eyes lit up, and there was a different light on her lips. She liked this so much, it seemed more exciting than being a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent. She wanted to ask, this scientific research organization Do you still want people?

Bella knew her character too well: "Stop it, stop it. They won't want you. If it is a purely scientific research organization, undergraduate students like me are just trash, let alone you."

Natasha snorted. She had learned a lot but was not good at it. She had no intention of becoming a scholar in her life. Bella's words made her realize her problem.

But... isn't it just a degree? The FBI certificate can be produced, but an academic certificate is nothing.

She is somewhat interested in this organization, and the more Bella stops her, the more she wants to go!

But she knew Bella's character, so she pretended to be unmotivated and said, "Okay, I'll check it for you, but if there is..."

Bella looked into her eyes: "If there is a sea monster, I will bring it back to Los Angeles and let you keep it in the bedroom?"

"We can buy a house outside. Since Charlie and the others have a baby, why should we stay at home?"

Bella looked at her strangely: "Shall we buy a house? Do you have money? Your subtext is that I will buy it, right?"

"It's all the same, don't be so stingy."

"I have no money, I am a poor man and a dutiful scholar..."

While they were chatting, Charlie happily walked out with Samantha.

The two sisters gathered around Samantha to greet her, listening with their stomachs close to each other, and making faces at their bellies.

At this time, some outlines of the belly can be seen. Samantha's face is full of maternal glory, and Charlie's face is also proud. After more than a year of hard work, the thick hair is now a little bald.

Bella asked with the kindest smile: "Well, that's great. Has the child been named? Is it a boy or a girl? Can you tell now?"

Charlie and Samantha looked at each other affectionately, with such sweetness that both Bella and Natasha felt that it was a bit unnecessary for them to stand here, and they should get out of here as quickly as possible.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, Charlie said in a joyful tone as if he had passed the exam: "It's a girl. We'll name the child Katie, Katie Pride!"

Bella and Natasha still maintained smiles on their faces. In fact, they secretly exchanged glances. Their expressions were both a little confused. Why is this name so strange? Is this our sister? The name sounds like someone else's sister!

"Pride is your grandmother's surname, and your grandfather wanted my third child to bear her surname..."

Charlie rambled on a lot, and both Bella and Natasha were confused.

Two pairs of beautiful eyes looked at each other again, is it your grandmother? Or your grandmother?

Bella didn't even know her grandmother's last name. In her mind, she had been dead for many years, so she didn't care at all. Natasha was not much better than her.

It's a bit strange for a child to take his grandmother's surname, but it's not unheard of in Western society. Bella remembered that the Nicolas Cage in his previous life used his grandmother's surname instead of Coppola.

"It's good, it's good."

"What a name, little Katie, haha, it sounds nice."

The two said a lot of nice things, but it was not their child anyway, so they could call it whatever they wanted...

Charlie and Samantha mainly wanted to find someone to share their joy, so they took Bella and Natasha to stay at home for three days before letting them go.

Natasha continues to look for her exciting secret agent life, while Bella flies back to Tokyo to go to school.

......

"Well, I really don't have time, so I won't go. Yeah, that's it."

Bella hung up the phone.

It was a phone call from the Tokyo University Student Union.

The content of the phone call can be said to be expected and reasonable.

The old devil Yashida died, and a funeral was to be held. After making the phone call, Bella learned the old devil's name, Ichiro Yashida.

The old Japanese donated a large number of laboratories and teaching facilities to the University of Tokyo during his lifetime. The University of Tokyo is preparing to participate in the funeral held by the Yashida family for the old Japanese at Zojoji Temple in Tokyo.

The number of participants cannot be too many, but not too few, and they must be representative to a certain extent.

I don’t know which administrator at the school figured it out. They also wanted to bring a few ‘foreign students’ to the funeral.

How honorable would it be to have ‘foreign students’ present?

However, the exchange student at Stanford really refused to give him face. He even asked seven or eight people, including Bella, and they all chose to refuse.

You Japanese dead old man, what the hell do you care about me?

Not to mention Bella, she could be said to have watched the old devil die. According to her understanding, this man has been dead for seven or eight days. It should not take long to find the body on Izu Island and then bring him back to Tokyo. Time, why are we starting the funeral now? Do the corpses stink?

I was a little confused, but I didn't take it seriously.

Two in the morning.

Bella was sleeping soundly when she saw the window of the master bedroom on the second floor was opened a crack.

Then the window slowly opened, and in less than three seconds, it was gently closed again.

There was silence all around, the voice-activated lights did not react at all, and only a few shallow footprints could be seen on the carpet.

The silent footprints seemed to have been investigated, as if they were entering their own home, they walked straight towards the bedroom, and stretched out a pair of invisible hands towards the sleeping Bella...