The Young Avengers' Idea

"Tony, how much longer?"

Xia Yu looked at the River of Destiny, which had grown to several meters in thickness, and said.

To prevent any unforeseen circumstances, Xia Yu and Tony built a secret chamber hundreds of meters deep beneath the base, specifically to store the River of Destiny.

"I don't know, buddy. I'm a genius, not God. I've never dealt with anything like fate."

Tony said without looking up.

"It's already a God that I was able to figure out a way to store up all that original Destiny Energy in such a short time."

Tony's hands flew across the virtual keyboard.

Xia Yu could clearly see Tony's fingers dancing across the table, creating a series of afterimages.

"Weren't you calculating how much longer it would take?"

"Of course not. I'm still working on cracking this energy. Who knows when the next attack will come? If I can create Causality Weapon before they arrive, then no matter how many Thanos come, I can send them straight to Hell."

"Xia, for God's sake, get out of here and stop bothering me while I'm working, okay?"

The Captain and the others worked on getting to know each other better with the Infinity Stones.

Tony frantically researched Destiny, attempting to create a super-destructive weapon.

Xia Yu was the only one idling around.

On Earth, for this migration, for the safety of all humankind.

This time, Captain Tony and everyone in the Avengers listened to Xia Yu's advice.

They adopted an unusually aggressive approach, even directly threatening those governments that did not cooperate with their lives.

Thousands of large, fixed portals were manufactured worldwide.

There are also thousands of mages in Kamar-Taj helping with teleportation in various locations.

Even so, the formal migration began after the infrastructure was completed.

It took nearly a month, and only less than a third of the population had been reached.

Keep in mind that this involves the relocation of billions of people across planets.

Both sides need a large number of people to maintain order.

On the other hand, it is even more necessary to promptly organize manpower to settle the people who have come from Earth.

Accommodation, daily life, current work, and coordinating with the construction work on the other side.

Peggy Carter was so busy that her feet were off the ground as she constantly shuttled between the two planets.

Even Spider-Man and his friends were working hard to maintain order and prevent people from taking advantage of the chaos to steal, or even kill or commit arson.

"There's a group of street performers on Steinway Street looting the remaining stock in several closed supermarkets. Oh my God, they're even planning to set them on fire! Peter? Harry? Tate? For God's sake, whoever's nearby, hurry over there."

Ned sat in a police station in Queens, which was connected to surveillance cameras covering several blocks in the vicinity.

This was a task assigned to them by the Avengers. As reserves for the Avengers, they had to wait until the entire New York City was evacuated before they could go to their new home.

Spider-Man was perched on the roof of a building, where he could see most of Queens.

Hearing Ned's voice through his earpiece, he realized he had just spotted the adjacent supermarkets Ned had mentioned.

A steel figure had already flown all the way to the sky above the crime scene.

"Ned, Harry has flown to Steinway Street. I've seen him. No need to broadcast the news anymore. Send a police car to arrest him."

After the Spider-Man finished speaking, it looked up at the sky.

AC City, this wonder of the earth, is shrouded in darkness.

The Spider-Man knew that many enormous alien spaceships were parked above AC City.

Even with Spider-Man- Man's superhuman eyesight, he could only see a black ring covering the square in the sky.

How many spaceships would it take to completely cover AC City?

I wonder what it's like up there now.

For two whole days, every few hours, small black dots keep appearing on it.

This means that the fighting above has never stopped.

And now, even more spaceships have arrived.

The Spider-Man roughly calculated in its mind that the number of enemies that had landed on it in the past two days must be an unimaginable number.

He had also asked Peggy Carter about the situation mentioned above.

But Peggy just told him to focus on his work and that the Captain would handle things.

But the Spider-Man couldn't help but look up at the sky.

What kind of enemy are they facing that would cause the entire Earth to be relocated?

For two whole days, forty-eight hours straight, have they been fighting?

Do you have time to rest? Do you have time to eat?

Or, to put it another way, were any of them injured, or even...?

The Spider-Man's thoughts began to wander, and the more it thought about it, the more uneasy it felt.

Below are a legion of machines and police; they are the Avengers. Everyone is fighting in the sky, but he's stuck here on the rooftop, lost in thought.

"Hey guys! I've got an idea."

The Spider-Man gazed at the sky, its heart filled with anxiety and unease.

"I knew it, Peter. You were planning to sneak off to AC City, weren't you? To be honest, I've had this idea for a while now. We're adults now. We're no longer the Young Avengers. We have to protect the Earth. We have to fight the enemy."

Inside the police station, Ned shoved a table, sending the wheeled chair rolling several meters backward, and cheered with his hands raised high.

"No! No! No! Ned, I wasn't asking you, I was referring to Harry and Tate."

The Spider-Man quickly put his hand to his ear and said...

Actually, whether he puts his hand down or not doesn't affect normal conversation; he just caught it from the Captain a while ago.

"No, I'm going. I've also obtained a Godhood. I'm now a god of Asgard. I'm Superman, brother."

Ned retorted, unconvinced.

"No, you're just a fat guy with a bit more strength. You have no combat experience, you don't even have combat clothes or weapons. Believe me, Ned, you're not ready for combat yet."

Harry's voice came through the headphones, accompanied by the sound of sirens.

I wonder where the police hold criminals nowadays.

"Harry is right, Ned, you're not fit to fight right now. You stay here and help."

The Spider-Man said it with absolute certainty.

"No, you can't do this. We're a team. You can't abandon me, Tate, don't you think?"

Ned, undeterred, asked Tate, who hadn't yet spoken.

"Peter and Harry are right, that's exactly what I wanted to say."

Tate said coldly.

Then he added another sentence.

"Count me in, let's go up and fight together."

"Alright, three to one, Ned stays, the three of us go up. But guys, I have to say, this time the enemy isn't some petty thief. We might not come back."

The Spider-Man reminded its companions.

"I am the Avengers!!"

Harry and Tate said in unison.

"Young Avengers, assemble!"

The Spider-Man leaped, and a strand of Silk shot towards a distant building!

Just one chapter today! Today I'm a full-time stay-at-home dad! The countdown has begun, brothers! In two to four days, this book will be finished! As always, thank you for being with me until today!