Superman in Marvel: Practicing Devouring Techniques, Unrivaled in the Universe

"That's not me!" Leon tried to defend himself.

But the smiling cartoon face on the wall made him feel powerless.

At this time, the sound of quarreling was heard in the distance.

Leon walked out of the elevator with Shirley, his eyes scanning the walls, and blood vessels in his forehead were faintly bulging.

The first floor of this building covers an area of ​​tens of thousands of square meters.

All the small workshops and offices that once existed were demolished.

Today, there is only a central reception desk, a visitor lounge separated by transparent glass on both sides, and an elevator that goes straight up and down.

This design is said to have come from a widow agent.

She previously ran a multinational design firm for Red House.

When designing this building, she took simplicity, meditation and release as the themes, and led her team to draw up the blueprints overnight.

Now when you walk in, you can see that the design of the building is indeed spacious and makes people feel relaxed and happy at first sight.

But what about those colorful cartoon paintings covering the walls?

Wouldn’t it look strange to paint colorful and complicated patterns in a simple glass room?

Most importantly, why are they all Superman? Or Captain Underpants with his face drawn on it?

Leon took a deep breath and covered Shirley’s eyes, feeling that his reputation would be ruined today.

Look at the other side at the end of the first floor.

A dozen Widow agents gathered together to argue.

Leon lets go of his super hearing.

"The drawing here is wrong! Listen to me, Boss's chest muscles are not that small. I checked it myself!"

Yelena's voice was hoarse.

"And the mural of Superman vs. Batman should be drawn like this, with the boss holding Batman's head with his biceps, full of power! So cool!"

"No, no!" someone retorted, "We've already drawn a mural of Superman clamping Wonder Woman's head with his biceps. Here we should have Superman using his latissimus dorsi to hit Batman!"

"That's a good idea!" several people agreed.

"Then draw this and give the boss a surprise when he comes!" Yelena waved her fist.

"Surprise? Yelena, please define what is a surprise?" Leon's voice sounded behind everyone.

He fell from the air carrying Shirley.

“The surprise is of course these things on the wall that I carefully crafted…” Yelena turned around and saw Leon’s unfriendly gaze, and she had a premonition that something bad was about to happen to her.

She began to stammer: "Uh, the surprise is, it's... I, um, whatever the boss says is what it is."

Leon slapped Natasha on the forehead as she was used to, “Don’t do these fancy things, it will be a surprise for me!”

"Boss, you like Superman, so I drew so many of them." Yelena felt aggrieved. "I drew all of them with my heart."

"Is this me in your drawing? Have you ever seen my uniform look like this?" Leon questioned.

Yelena was stunned for a moment: "Ah! I understand!"

Leon resisted the urge to curse, "You beast, what do you know?"

"You understand again?"

"I get it. It turns out that you don't like wearing underwear, boss. You're not as perverted as in the comics!" Yelena clapped her hands.

She held up two oil brushes: "Then I will change the underwear now!"

Leon's eyes went dark. What did it mean that he didn't like wearing underwear? That was such a vicious thing to say. There was a little kid next to him!

Look at little Shirley again. Her eyes are wide open and her mouth is open into an O shape. She is looking back and forth between Leon and Superman on the wall.

“Don’t listen to this guy’s nonsense!” Leon pinched Shirley’s cheek and pulled it, “She has a problem with her brain nerves.”

"Oh, oh!" Shirley nodded repeatedly with her cheeks puffed up.

Leon shook his head and looked at Yelena again: "I am beginning to regret letting you become the second generation Black Widow."

"Why, boss?" There was confusion in Yelena's eyes.

"Because I'm afraid that one day other widows will be assimilated by you!"

Leon waved his hand at the other widows: "I have no other requests. You can decide how to decorate this place, but my face must not appear on the murals again. No image of it is allowed!"

Upon hearing this, more than a dozen widows nodded in agreement, and each of them actually felt a little disappointed.

"Yelena, come with me." Leon sighed, and took Yelena and Shirley, who were constantly exchanging eye contact, into the elevator.

Except for the first floor, which Yelena painted to look like a DC fan club.

The other floors are all normal.

The Widow agents divided the work among themselves.

Some are operating robotic arms to install alloy interlayers.

Some were repairing circuits with lithium-ion drills and needle-nosed pliers and wearing protective masks.

Hundreds of people were showing off their skills, all of them were all-round experts who could climb mountains and swim in the sea.

Leon took Shirley and greeted the Widow agents one by one.

Finally, Yelena was arranged to take Shirley to deal with the identity issue.

As for when the two of them left.

Shirley quietly asked, "Are Leon's muscles really that beautiful?" and Yelena nodded like pounding garlic.

Leon pretended not to see or hear anything.

For the rest of the day.

Leon just walked around the building casually.

When he meets a Widow agent who needs help, he steps forward to lend a hand.

As for Shirley, she had been assimilated by Yelena, and after finishing their business, the two ran up and down the building together, playing hide-and-seek.

Perhaps because of her age, the little girl is very popular among the widows.

When they saw such a lively girl, it was like seeing themselves before they were sent to the red room.

Every time it was Shirley's turn to look for the hidden Yelena, she would receive cryptic reminders from the widows.

It was not until the evening, after having dinner with everyone, that Leon took Shirley away.

"Goodbye, sister. Brother Leon said we will move to New York in a while. I will come to see you then!" Shirley and Yelena said goodbye reluctantly.

Yelena put her hands on her mouth and shouted, "Little Shirley, I will miss you! Boss, you have to come to New York soon!"

"No, stay away from Shirley. It's better to turn your back to her every time you meet her."

Leon couldn't understand from the bottom of his heart how Yelena could become close friends with a girl as young as Shirley.

Could it be because the two people's actual psychological ages are similar?

"Ah? Boss, how could you do this..." Yelena bent forward in frustration.

It was another fast flight in the air. Shirley, who had been playing all day, was still full of energy and cheering and screaming.

When they got home, Leon put Shirley down and suddenly his ears moved.

He raised his finger to signal Shirley to lower her footsteps, and the two of them tiptoed to the stairs together.

Two heads, one big and one small, popped out from the corner of the wall.

In the lab, Pepper and Tony, wearing only vests, were intertwined with each other, their heads twisting back and forth.

"Wow~ Is that Uncle Tony's new friend?" Shirley had seen Tony do this with many people.

"Well... I think that lady might be Tony's only friend in the future." Leon touched his chin.

"He means it this time."

These two people had never done anything so intimate before.

Now it is clear that the relationship has made a breakthrough.

Leon could tell at a glance that Pepper had just undergone a strengthening with the SS2 serum.

It is estimated that Tony took advantage of the time when the strengthening was over and Pepper was deeply moved to finally confirm the relationship.

"Alas, our prodigal son will have to settle down in the future." Lyon sighed.

"So, are those big waves in the Resident Evil world actually Tony's last bachelor party?"

Seeing that the two people's actions were becoming more and more intense, he quickly covered Shirley's eyes and went back upstairs.

"Let's go back to the house and tell a story, Shirley. Here, there are just two seals fighting over grapes. There's nothing interesting to see."

After Leon coaxed Shirley to sleep, he also wanted to take a rare nap at home.

But he was clearly a little naive.

Two people with a strength of tens of tons but without a biological force field are exercising vigorously at home.

The noise was so loud that it seemed as if the floor was shaking.

One can't help but worry whether this luxurious villa will collapse in the next second.

These are not two seals quarreling, they are clearly two elephants singing and dancing.

Leon tossed and turned, and finally got out of bed helplessly.

He knew it was really time for him to move out.

Tony and Pepper have confirmed their relationship, so naturally they need their own private space.

Not to mention the noise they made while moving, there was no room for a third person.

Leon decided to talk to Tony about moving tomorrow.

As for tonight, I'll go back to Resident Evil to bask in the sun.

He also planned to take Shirley with him when he left.

But the little girl was still able to sleep soundly in this house that was shaking and making loud noises.

He even smacked his lips and changed his posture from time to time.

In the end, Leon had no choice but to go to the Resident Evil world alone, ready to bask in the sun for a few months before returning.

With his current strength, the energy required to travel through the biochemical world is less than one thousandth of his physical strength.

So he chose to go back to the moment he had just left without hesitation, and his figure disappeared in the Marvel Universe.