Chapter 175 Suspicious Point
Wolverine's three children are Franklin, Valeria, and Yang Le.
That's right, Yang Le is not even twenty years old yet. In Logan's eyes, an old man who is almost two hundred years old, he is just a Child.
"Speaking of which, I have a doubt," Yang Le said to Logan, asking with confusion.
"What is it?"
"Didn't you feel suspicious at the Time? Why was Galactus fixed in Human form?"
"Isn't that a characteristic of Galactus? Depending on the Watcher, the Form he displays is also different."
Logan felt strange. Everyone knows that Galactus is a Shapeshifter. Could it be that Yang Le doesn't even know this?
"But he was already dead at that Time," Yang Le said softly, but it caused a huge wave in Logan's Heart.
"You mean..."
"It seems we've all been played."
Logan was about to speak when he was interrupted by a voice that suddenly broke in. The two turned around and found Mr. Fantastic Reed Richards, who was standing behind them with Franklin in his arms.
"Hello, Mr. Yang Le," Reed Richards extended his Right Hand.
"Thank you for your help with our Child."
"This is what I should do," Yang Le shook Hand with Reed Richards.
"Thank you so much," Susan also held Yang Le's Hand.
"You saved all of us." Thing looked at Yang Le with Gratitude in his Eyes, but because of his Stone Body, he didn't rush forward.
"Words can hardly express our Gratitude," Jonathan stood behind his sister, winking and making faces.
"If you need anything, just ask."
"I will," Yang Le said with a smile.
After a few words of greeting, Mr. Fantastic Reed Richards said with a serious expression.
"Greetings can wait. We still have a lot to do, and we need to sort out the details of this incident."
The Heroes gathered around all felt that Reed Richards was right. It is indeed gratifying that the Crisis has been temporarily resolved, but obviously there are still many Suspicious Point and they cannot relax their vigilance.
"We need a place that can accommodate many people." When Reed Richards spoke, his Eyes unconsciously looked at Tony beside him.
"I know, I'll go prepare." Tony said, closing his Mask, obviously going to find a suitable place.
This place is not easy to find. After all, there are a lot of Superheroes here, and ordinary places cannot accommodate so many people.
"It seems our billionaire Mr. Stark will have to prepare for a while," Reed Richards said jokingly.
"Before that, everyone, please go about your Business first. I believe you all have people to report Safety to. We also need to prepare. When we are ready, I will contact you all again."
Everyone had actually long been eager to return Home. If it weren't for the responsibility on their Shoulders, they would have probably left long ago. Now with Reed Richards' arrangement, they were naturally happy to do so and said goodbye one after another.
"Wait a minute," Franklin called out to everyone at this moment.
"Because I was afraid of causing panic, I have eliminated the Memory of ordinary Humans. Please do not reveal this Crisis to ordinary people."
It has to be said that Franklin did a very good job with this. In the Apocalypse Crisis of several years, those who died at the beginning are fine, but if they lived in this Environment for several years, then they will definitely be affected, their hearts will be distorted, and they will become antisocial personalities.
For example, those Death's Head who offered their kind to Zombies are the best example. The rest cannot be elaborated on. In the absence of constraints, intelligent Creatures are indeed the most unpredictable things in this World.
Mephisto glanced at the Mortal Realm and felt that Hell was not worth mentioning.
Reed Richards didn't speak, just patted Franklin's Shoulder, and Pride welled up in his Heart.
Truly worthy of being my son, this move can reduce a lot of Trouble.
If everyone recovered with Memory, it is debatable whether the order established by Humans would be useful. Reed Richards didn't want to solve internal worries when there are external troubles.
The Heroes expressed their understanding, and then left one after another. This Time, no one stopped them again.
"Okay," Reed Richards looked at his Family behind him.
"Mr. Stark still needs to prepare for a while, let's go Home first."
Tony saw Reed Richards act like an absentee landlord, just shrugged his Shoulders. In fact, he had already found a place, but at this Time when everyone wanted to go Home to relax, he would not stand up to be the bad guy. He is a scoundrel, but not stupid.
Anyway, Reed Richards said that he would be responsible for notifying everyone later. The venue he had prepared is ready to use at any Time. His Mission has been completed, and the next part is Reed Richards' responsibility.
Moreover, he also needs to relax.
"Mr. Yang Le," Reed Richards looked at Yang Le.
"I heard from Little Franklin that you are from Other Universe. Presumably, you don't have a foothold in this Universe. Why don't you go Home with us?"
"Yes," Susan said with a smile.
"It's also good for us to thank you."
"Then I will accept your kind offer," Yang Le agreed with a smile.
"Trust me, Friend," Jonathan put his arm around Yang Le's Shoulder familiarly.
"The Fantastic Four's Home is not open to everyone. Your trip will definitely be worthwhile."
"Although Jonathan is exaggerating, he is right this Time," Thing said with a good-natured smile.
"Hearing you say that, I'm even more looking forward to it," Yang Le said.
The Fantastic Four's Home and Base - Baxter Building, is indeed a famous Marvel scenic spot.
Yang Le has already been to Avengers Tower and Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. Now there are not many famous Hero team Bases in Marvel.
And Baxter Building is unconsciously the most famous one. Even just for checking in, it is worth him agreeing to come.
There is no need to worry about how Yang Le and so many people will go back. Franklin chose Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters as the location to resurrect everyone, which is the Home of the X-Men. So just ask them for help.
See, Magik not far away is busy with this. Originally, the X-Men wanted to send everyone back in their own Flying Vehicle, but excluding those who can fly themselves and leave by Ability, there are still a large number of people.
The X-Men's Flying Vehicle is still not enough. Because of the convenience of Ability, the helpless Miss Magik can only take on the important task of sending everyone back.
"Please line up in an orderly manner, do not crowd," Siryn on the side was maintaining order with his loud voice.
In fact, he didn't need to shout. Those in line are all Heroes, and they all know each other. No one would cut in line. On the contrary, there are quite a few who give way.
Some who have no worries consciously give way to those with more ties. After all, they don't have people to report Safety to either. Going Home is just because the Meeting cannot be held temporarily, and they are preparing to go back to pass Time.
Magik, who was originally just a ruthless portal-opening machine, waved happily after seeing Reed Richards and his party.
"Hey! Little Franklin! Little Valeria!"
(End of Chapter)