Late at night.
Inside the cell.
"Pietro, what do we do? His body seems to be getting colder and colder..."
Wanda knelt on the icy floor, cradling Carl's upper body in her arms. Her pretty face was filled with despair.
He had been fine just moments ago. How had he passed out again after saying a single sentence?
Could his internal organs have been injured?
Across from her, Pietro was slumped helplessly in the corner, clutching his hair tightly with both hands.
After holding it in for a long time, he finally let out a pained growl.
"Give up, Wanda. Our friend... might be beyond saving."
"Those bastards from the Security Council are no different from that damned arms dealer Tony Stark. All they bring is despair and death!!"
"If I really gained superpowers, the first thing I'd do would be to avenge..."
At that point, Pietro's gaze suddenly froze.
His voice came to an abrupt halt, as though someone had seized him by the throat.
Because he did not even know the name of the man who had been beaten half to death trying to save his sister!
I'm... I'm sorry!!
The grief-stricken fury in Pietro's chest was almost enough to set him ablaze.
Yet there was nowhere for that anger to go.
In the end, he could only clutch his hair even harder and hysterically roar a string of "F*ck"s toward the outside of the cell!!!
"Why did this happen..."
"I didn't even get the chance to have a proper conversation with him."
"God, please save him. As long as he survives, I'll do anything!!"
Seeing a young, vibrant life die because of her, kind-hearted Wanda could no longer accept such a cruel reality.
Grief immediately overwhelmed her.
She tightly hugged Carl's head and burst into tears.
For a time.
The entire cell was filled with sorrow.
However.
Just then.
A somewhat discordant voice suddenly rang out.
"Too... too tight. I can't breathe."
As his consciousness returned to his body, Carl immediately felt a wave of suffocation.
His head seemed to be tightly trapped within a vast and comfortable area.
So he instinctively reached out, wanting to push it away...
"Ahhh!!!"
With a scream full of shock and embarrassment, Wanda blushed and fled behind Pietro as quickly as a startled little deer.
"Brother, you're awake again... Huh, why did I say again?"
Pietro was also startled by this sudden "return from the dead."
"Cough, cough. Um... what happened to you two?"
Remembering what his hand had just done, Carl guiltily glanced at Wanda, who was peeking half her little head out from behind Pietro and secretly observing him.
There was no helping it.
The Scarlet Witch's wrath was a terror so great that even Thanos, director of the Cosmic Family Planning Commission, could not withstand it!
Besides, Carl might have to rely on Wanda and Pietro in the future.
Naturally, he had to get closer to them... and pay more attention to his image!
But it seemed like she was not angry?!
"Brother, don't you remember anything from before?"
"You had just finished one sentence when you fell unconscious again. We thought you..."
Pietro quickly explained the general situation.
It turned out.
After Carl's consciousness entered the Warp Dimension.
His body in the real world had directly fallen into an abnormal state of "unconsciousness."
This gave Wanda and Pietro, who had no idea what was going on, quite a fright.
They had even mistaken his earlier awakening for a final burst of life before death!
So the siblings began trying all kinds of emergency measures, hoping to wake Carl again.
But without exception, every attempt ended in failure.
Only Wanda, still unwilling to give up, helplessly picked Carl up and tried to make one final effort with her meager body heat.
Hearing this, Carl's heart warmed.
His favorability toward the siblings before him began to soar.
Especially toward the beautiful and kind-hearted Wanda.
Whether it was her looks, figure, devotion, or future potential, she was in a league of her own throughout the entire Marvel Universe!
Not to mention how she single-handedly held off five-Stone Thanos in Avengers 3!
In Avengers 4, she had even come close to tearing bare-handed Thanos apart!
With such brilliant achievements, she was far more worthy than Captain Marvel of the title "Marvel's strongest solo female hero"!
And a good woman like this—unwaveringly devoted in love, able to warm the bed, and someone you could cling to for support—
was an extremely rare species in the entire Marvel Universe... no, in the entire American comics world.
Feeling the faint lingering fragrance on his lips and between his teeth, Carl really wanted to ask one more question: Who exactly had given me mouth-to-mouth just now?!
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However, that little incident had also sounded an alarm for him.
Once his consciousness left his body, his physical form would enter a completely unconscious state.
Something like the legendary out-of-body soul?
Without complete preparation and protection, doing something like that was undoubtedly very dangerous.
It seemed he would have to choose the timing of entering the Warp more carefully in the future!
Besides that.
Carl also discovered that when he entered the Warp as a visitor, he was not affected by its trait of having "no concept of time."
This prevented the tragedy of one day in heaven equaling one year on earth!
Perhaps this was the hidden privilege of the Lord of Dimensions?
Afterward, when Carl examined himself, he found that the injuries he had suffered earlier, as well as the bruises from the chest compressions during CPR,
had all miraculously healed after he left the Warp!
He just could not yet determine whether this was the system's self-protection mechanism or an effect of the Warp.
But no matter what, it was a good thing.
"Are... are you okay?"
At that moment, Wanda's timid voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Of course."
Carl gave her a sunny smile like the boy next door, then said half-jokingly,
"If I told you I was actually a Dimensional Demon, would you believe me?!"
Wanda froze for a moment, then covered her mouth and laughed softly. "Then you really are a very weak demon!"
"..."
Carl's face immediately darkened.
But thinking about it, there did not seem to be anything wrong with what she said!
If they were talking purely about strength.
Even if Carl abandoned his physical body and became the Lord of Dimensions of Basketball Space,
before Wanda's Chaos Magic, which could alter reality itself, he would probably only be pinned to the ground and rubbed back and forth.
So what was wrong with her mocking him once?!!
At that thought.
Carl immediately lost interest in continuing the conversation and perfunctorily said, "It'll be dawn soon. We should get some rest while we can!"
Then he closed his eyes on his own and began considering what to do next.
"Um..."
Wanda looked at Carl nervously.
She seemed to want to say something else.
But seeing that he was ignoring her completely, she forcibly swallowed her words.
"What do I do? He... he isn't angry with me, is he?"
"Wanda, Wanda, you really are so stupid. You obviously should have gone along with what he said."
"Men all care about their pride. Besides, he almost died saving you. What would have been wrong with praising him as a powerful demon?"
"Wasn't Pietro the same before? Running around like an idiot every day, shouting that he wanted to become the Flash from the comics?"
Wanda reproached herself over and over in disappointment.
Perhaps because of the "hero saving the beauty" incident,
she cared especially deeply about this handsome man whom she had known for less than a day.
However.
Wanda and Pietro, who were about to receive the favor of the god of fate, had no idea.
The human experiment arriving tomorrow meant unimaginable danger for an ordinary and unremarkable person like Carl!
Soon, as drowsiness overtook her,
Wanda gave Carl one final glance before leaning against her brother Pietro's shoulder and falling fast asleep!!!
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