Little Harry was somewhat intimidated by Leo's imposing presence.
He could tell that Leo did not have a very good attitude toward Maya.
It seemed that this woman had originally been on the villains' side.
His expression darkened, and the way he looked at Maya changed as well.
Maya apparently had not expected Leo, whose attitude had been fairly good along the way, to suddenly shout at her.
She was somewhat stunned and did not know what to say.
Leo looked at Maya, feeling increasingly agitated.
He realized that something was wrong with him.
"Maya, stay here for now. How many people have been injected with this virus?"
"About... about fifty or sixty. The success rate isn't very high. Many people can't make it through the second stage. Only those who complete the third-stage serum count as successes."
Maya spoke blankly.
"Thank you!"
Leo raised a hand and rubbed his head as he looked to the side, feeling terrible.
Harry sat beside Leo. While he was very curious about Leo, he could also see that Leo's complexion was not very good.
"Are you feeling unwell? Did you get panic disorder too, like Tony? The Golden Legend hasn't been heard from since the Battle of New York. Where did you go?"
Leo rubbed Harry's head. He looked about the same age as Peter.
"I'm fine. It's just... I may have only just returned, so I'm not quite used to it."
"Returned? Returned from where? The United States? Did you go home?" Harry asked curiously.
"Back to Earth."
Two days ago, Leo had still been drifting hopelessly through space. Now, he had returned to the Earth he had been longing for.
Sometimes, Leo's emotions would suddenly erupt. It seemed to be a lingering aftereffect of drifting through space. His chaotic thoughts had