Shadow trail of the beautiful world

Chapter 968 22. Peter. Journey to East Africa

"Ok?"

In Antarctica, in a base under a glacier.

George, the ultra-brain man sitting on the suspension chair, suddenly let out a suspicious snort.

Lying in his arms, Dr. Moira, who was already asleep, was disturbed. She opened her eyes blankly and looked at George.

she says:

"what happened?"

"There are stock data..."

George said suspiciously:

"Trying to remotely access the Numbani Smart Tower data hub, but maybe I'm getting it wrong."

"You feel wrong?"

Moira yawned and said:

"In terms of data tracking, is there anyone in this world better than you? My George."

"No."

The Super Brain Man said suspiciously:

"But this data is not the same... Let me track it, wait a moment."

George closed his eyes as his mind raced through the world of data.

After a few seconds he opened his eyes and said to Moira:

"I lost track."

"???"

Moira was genuinely surprised now.

George was originally transformed by a mad scientist at AIM, and he can manipulate data with his mind.

He may not be the smartest guy in the world, but when it comes to data crunching, not even Reed Richards can match him.

But now, George was trying to trace the flow of data in the network, but failed.

She straightened up from George's arms, and the smooth pajamas slipped off her shoulders, revealing her white upper body, and she said to George:

"You're not kidding?"

"No."

George manipulated the robotic arm to cover Moika with pajamas.

Looking at the screen in front of him, he said:

"Another master who can manipulate data streams from a higher level has appeared, and I don't know who it is yet."

"But there is no doubt that I have opponents."

"Notify the World Security Council immediately, raise the data security defense system of the smart tower to the highest level, and then turn on the physical encryption program...it will not give up so easily."

"Don't worry, George."

Moira waved her hand lazily, and she said:

"Smart Tower's first authority, Alexander Pierce, second authority, Nick Fury, and third authority, Merlin Riley, have all been recovered, and the highest authority has been completely locked because of the loss of the key."

"Even you can't unravel it. Reed Richards is still trying to rewrite it."

"In the case of loss of authority, the smart tower will only execute according to the set procedures, and no one can manipulate it. In theory, its current state is the safest."

George nodded, but quickly wrinkled Merlin again, saying:

"That's right, that's right."

"But I always feel a little uneasy. The last impact of the fire source is coming soon. At this juncture, if something happens again, it will be really difficult to recover."

"The omnic project was promoted by Merlin, and my friend certainly doesn't want it to fail at the last moment..."

"Honey, we probably have to go to East Africa."

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Early the next morning, Peter changed his clothes, carried his schoolbag, and walked out of the apartment with the bread that Aunt May had baked.

The murmur-changing taxi was already there waiting for him.

The moment Peter walked out, the door of the car opened automatically, and Dupont was waving at Peter in the driver's seat.

"Hi Dupont, how was your day?"

Peter got into the car, and he threw his schoolbag aside.

While eating the bread, he gave Dupont a high-five beside him.

After S.H.I.E.L.D. collapsed, Dupont lost his job and returned to a promising job as a taxi driver.

His murmur was supposed to be retracted officially, but Amanda Waller, now in charge of supernatural affairs, gave Dupont a choice.

He can keep murmurs.

But in exchange, he must become a member of the Sky Eye Society to maintain the alien order in New York.

Dupont chose to accept.

But he is still fulfilling the task Merlin gave him.

"I said, Peter, I heard that someone at your school was bullying you."

While turning down the music, Dubender whispered to Peter:

"Do you want me to teach those misbehaving children a lesson?"

"Hit him! Hit them! Just a bunch of punks."

The sharp sound of noise also sounded from the car speakers.

The Cybertronian said to Peter:

"If you scare them a little, they will be honest. You are Merlin's nephew, how ignorant they must be to dare someone to bully you!"

"No! Never!"

Peter ate the last loaf of bread, and he screamed, waving his hands:

"Stop messing around, please."

The child said with a look of embarrassment:

"Last week, Sister Nissa sent three vampires into the school disguised as students, saying they would protect me personally."

"Last week, a wizard cast an Oblivion Curse on my classmates and tried to change their memories."

"Last week, Frank got involved with a group of aliens in disguise and talked to the principal, saying they wanted to transfer me to a noble school."

"Thank you very much, really."

Peter said sincerely:

"But I really just want to go to school obediently."

"My uncle told me that no matter what I want to do, I have to finish school first, just like Brother Matt, let me finish school quietly, please."

"People just don't want to see you get hurt."

Dubender picked up his glass and said to Peter:

"You have a special status. You have to accept this reality. I can actually understand that you want to be an ordinary person. When I first picked up this broken car, I thought so too."

"NM, who do you call a broken car?"

Dissatisfied with the murmur, he retorted:

"Believe it or not, I will catapult you [-] meters into the sky right now?"

"Hi, the baby is here!"

Du Pengde slapped the bridge, and he cursed:

"Don't swear! You're going to spoil little Peter, be careful Lola beats you up!"

Noise obediently stopped talking.

"Hear me out."

Dupont nodded in satisfaction, he looked back at Peter, and said:

"This world is quite dangerous, Peter, you are still young, you have never experienced it."

"But life is always so indifferent. Many bad things will happen in turn. When bad things happen, the power around you can save your life."

"We have tried our best not to disturb your life, but you have to accept our kindness."

"Also, starting tomorrow, Chase will pick you up and go to school."

Dubender looked at his watch and said to Peter:

"I took a job and may need to go out for more than a month, which is a good thing."

"Chas' ghost is very quiet, not as noisy as my broken car, they will take care of you."

"Well, I see."

Peter leaned on the driver's seat, touched the vibrating gold glasses in his pocket, and said:

"thank you all."

"It's nothing."

Du Pengde said something casually, he picked up the phone, dialed a number, and put it to his ear.

After a while, he said to the other end of the phone:

"Mr. Deadpool? I'll be there soon, you are ready...don't forget to bring the ammunition bag this time."

"I've also picked up some really good music that we can listen to on the way."

Peter sneaked a glance at the beaming Dupont, and then at the music CD on the bridge, he couldn't help shivering.

Can have a common music hobby with Dupont, what Mr. Deadpool...

How bad the taste is.

Ten minutes later, the taxi stopped at the gate of Imperial High School.

Peter opened the car door, waved to Dupont, and walked into the school with his schoolbag on his back.

The moment he entered the school, two handsome high school students in school uniforms and an extremely alluring female high school student followed behind him.

Peter patted his forehead in despair.

The three supreme family vampires responsible for protecting him are still there...

Don't they all find school boring?

"Hi Peter!"

Just as Peter was walking towards the locker, a loud voice sounded behind him.

A tall blond-haired college student in a football uniform walked up to Peter, and with a malicious grin, he reached out and grabbed the top of Peter's head.

There are always some bad students.

Taking pleasure in bullying honest people as a way to show what he calls "strength".

Especially in these groups of young people, those silly girls will be attracted by this kind of stupid violence.

"Thompson! Let me go!"

Peter struggled.

Behind the two of them, the three vampires were approaching.

"do not come!"

Peter yelled.

The tall young man thought Peter was begging for mercy, and he bullied him even harder.

But in reality, Peter's shout was for the three vampires.

They looked at each other, a little hesitant.

But in the end, they chose to turn around and leave.

This made Peter breathe a sigh of relief.

He didn't want to be a bully, and he didn't want to use the power left by his uncle to bully others.

Thompson was nasty, but the school's football star wasn't mean.

He won't hurt Peter, just bully him a bit.

Precocious Peter didn't care about that.

Actually, that's a good thing.

He can use this to pretend to be an ordinary student and avoid being discovered by others.

But today, Thompson went a little too far.

"what is this?"

Thompson took out Icarus from Peter's pocket, looked at the slightly old-fashioned glasses, and said to Peter:

"Did you bring your grandpa's glasses? Little Peter, I like it very much. Would you like to give it to me?"

"give me!"

Peter can bear Thompson's bullying, but he can't bear to be robbed of what his uncle left him.

The kid screamed and punched Thompson in the face, and the sudden counterattack sent Thompson back several steps.

There was also a look of surprise in his eyes.

He couldn't believe that Peter, who had always been submissive, would fight back?

This kid is itchy.

He touched his sore chin, clenched his fists and walked towards Peter. Peter held Icarus back and forth until he touched the corner of the wall.

He looked at the cold light in Thompson's eyes, and he closed his eyes with some fear.

"If your uncle sees you like this... he will be very disappointed."

A faint voice passed along Peter's body to his ears, which made Peter suddenly open his eyes, and he shouted in surprise:

"Sister Icarus?"

"Merlin wants you to live a peaceful life, but it doesn't mean he wants you to submit to all bullying..."

Icarus said:

"Put me on!"

"Swish"

Thompson's heavy punch came, and at the same moment, Peter put his heavy glasses on his face.

One data module after another jumped up on the lens, and time seemed to slow down at this moment. Before Peter's eyes, Thompson's punching action was captured, calculated, and simulated by data.

A counterattack plan was also drawn up.

A dotted line unfolded before Peter's eyes.

An electric current jumped from Icarus's mirror frame, causing Peter's neck to deflect outward.

Dodged the attacking fist by a hair's breadth.

The young lady's cold voice also sounded in Peter's ears:

"remember forever..."

"You're a Riley boy!"

"You are the son of the raven..."

"You don't bully the world because you are kind by nature, but the world has no right to bully you anymore."

"Merlin has already shouldered everything for you, this is what this world owes you!"

"Along the dotted line..."

"Fight!"

"boom"

Peter swung a punch, and in the dotted line of the motion capture, that punch precisely hit the weakest stress point of Thompson's body, as if a building block was broken out of balance.

The tall football player screamed and fell to the ground.

pain.

It hurts.

Behind him, Peter looked at Thompson, panting, not knowing what to do.

"beat!"

Icarus said:

"Keep fighting! Until he begs for mercy!"

"I...I can't."

"Shut up! Go on!"

Under the strong order of Icarus, Peter closed his eyes and punched Thompson who got up.

Icarus kept throwing out electric currents, fine-tuning Peter's movements, so that every punch landed on the most painful part of Thompson's body when he was hit.

Just minutes later, the tall bully screamed and begged for mercy.

Pain had overwhelmed him.

Let him realize that he is not as strong as he thought.

Fear took hold of him.

Make him realize that the world doesn't revolve around him.

"It's a good thing."

As Peter continued to back away, Icarus said softly:

"Breaking bad fantasies will make him grow, and a good beating will make him realize how stupid his actions are."

"You're doing him a favor, Peter, and he should thank you."

"In addition, the security measures in your school are too poor...I modified the educational administration system."

Icarus said to Peter:

"You have been mourning the passing of Merlin. Those pains cannot be stored in your heart, you need to release them."

"Go out and relax, it'll do you good, boy."

The next moment, when Icarus' voice faded away, a burst of exclamation sounded behind Peter.

When he turned around, he saw the headmaster frowning, walking up to Peter with a few tickets.

He said to Peter:

"Uh, Peter, the Onika Consortium sent this... You won the lottery in the charity draw a few days ago."

The headmaster shrugged, and turning to the students who were looking at them, he said:

"Peter won the lottery, everyone."

"The Onika Consortium will provide Imperial High School, Peter's class, with enough travel places... In other words, you are going to travel to the prairie in East Africa, and you can also visit the smart factory!"

"Anyone can go, and it's all free..."

"Wow!"

The cheers sounded in the next moment, and the surprised students shouted Peter's name and lifted the caught off guard child into the air.

As for the downed Thompson...

No one is paying attention anymore.

No one really likes a bully.

Especially after he was knocked out by the Fist of Justice...

Children who are bullied, don't be afraid, those who bully others are not strong...

You are the ones who are strong.

If fate allows you to be born as a weak person, then it must be hoping to see a story of breaking out of a cocoon and becoming a butterfly.

don't let it down...

Don't let yourself down...

(End of this chapter)