What's wrong with Superman's son wanting to be Superman?

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"Men should also have their own separate cells!"

His voice was loud and powerful.

Doctor Strange, who was trying to crack the lock, couldn't help but mutter, "Steve? You've suddenly become aware of equality just because of a solitary cell?"

Captain America remained silent, only crossing his arms and gritting his teeth with a "I've made up my mind" expression. He looked so angry that he was practically ready to chop someone up and add them to America's T0 meta.

"Do you know how agonizing it is to be around this guy?" Captain America pointed exasperatedly at Thor, who was pacing back and forth in the cell next to him.

Thor appeared agitated. He suddenly stepped forward and began pounding on the cell door with his fists, urging Doctor Strange outside to hurry up.

"Strange! Quick! Open this damn cell door! We have to find my father!" His voice was filled with anger and deep worry.

"Mr. Thor, what's wrong with Odin?" Morgan asked curiously.

Thor didn't answer directly, but his face was unusually grim. He pounded on the cell door even harder, his voice filled with unprecedented urgency: "They took him away! Those mechanical guards! They said... said they were taking him for 'disposal'! So, for Asgard! Open the door!!"

From their scattered conversations, Doctor Strange and Morgan outside pieced together the situation: the Time Bureau had captured Odin, who had turned into a baby, and intended to destroy him under the pretext of "time anomalies".

Is that really the case?

Sivir, hiding in the shadows, did not think so.

She suspects that Ultron intends to transform Odin into some kind of mechanical Odin, take him as a follower, and send him into the history of the universe along with those great figures from history, thereby eroding all timelines.

Just now.

The cell's energy lock, thanks to Morgan's ingenious technology, emitted an overloaded buzzing sound before finally failing with a "hiss," causing the glass door to slide to both sides.

"Father!" Thor was the first to roar as he charged forward, his entire body erupting with unprecedentedly violent lightning, which even faintly contained the power of Odin.

Worry and anger brought his power to a critical point. He was like a thunder god about to descend to earth, his target pointing directly at the direction where the guards had taken away the infant Odin!

However, just as he was about to transform into lightning and rush out—Bang!

The heavy metal door outside the cell was kicked open from the outside!

A figure burst in with lightning speed, wielding a warhammer crackling with electricity in one hand, and smashed it solidly into Thor's chest!

Boom!

A muffled thud, accompanied by the groans of bones unable to bear the weight and the cracking sound of lightning being forcibly shattered! Thor's forward momentum came to an abrupt halt. He didn't even get a clear look at the person who came before he was sent flying backwards with a scream, as if he had been slammed in the face by a Guardians of the Galaxy traveling at full speed.

"Cuckoo~"

The invincible Thor fell, and not only fell, but rolled around on the ground in a sorry state more than a dozen times, finally stopping only when he crashed into Doctor Strange and Morgan's feet.

"vomit……"

Thor collapsed to the ground, his eyes rolled back, white foam gushing from his mouth, his body convulsing uncontrollably, clearly having suffered a heavy blow and a powerful electric shock.

Thor is afraid of electricity.

This is common knowledge within Marvel.

"Thor!"

"Who?!"

Doctor Strange and Morgan instantly entered battle mode! The Praise energy of Ian's Shield surrounded the Doctor, and Morgan's nanotech armor instantly went into full-armor mode.

The small energy cannon on her shoulder quickly rose and locked onto the target!

Having just gained his freedom, Captain America Steve Rogers looked around and found that his beloved shield had been taken away. Now, with his hands empty, facing this sudden and powerful enemy, he could only awkwardly but politely... retreat behind Doctor Strange and Morgan, while quickly whispering to the two of them.

"Watch out! That robe... that's what they call the 'Grand Judge' here! Probably the kind Ian always talks about... the final boss!"

His tone was worried.

The air instantly became incredibly tense, as if it had frozen.

The person standing at the doorway wore a slightly oversized, solemn robe embroidered with intricate time runes. His face was obscured by the shadow of his hood. In one hand, he held none other than Mjolnir, the hammer that had just sent the enraged Thor flying.

The "Grand Justice" did not seem to have any immediate intention to attack.

Instead, he tilted his head slightly and muttered to himself while looking at the hammer in his hand, "Hey! Hey! Old buddy, don't move, be quiet! Give me some face, I don't want to give myself away..."

"Don't do that, I've already activated the Face Fruit... Let's be calm, I'll find you a nest of female hammers tomorrow."

Various forms of manipulation began to be used by the Chief Justice, but his mutterings quickly stopped as he noticed that everyone in the cell was staring at him with extremely serious and wary eyes.

The "Grand Justice" seemed somewhat embarrassed, quickly cleared his throat, raised Thor's hammer, and spoke in a tone that seemed to be trying to prove his innocence.

"Ahem! Well... although I personally really like it when you call me 'final boss,' it sounds really cool and impressive! But look at this!"

He brandished the hammer in his hand. "I can lift Thor's hammer! As everyone knows, only those with pure hearts and noble character can lift Mjolnir! Therefore, I am destined to be an absolutely good person! The best and most virtuous person in the universe, you have absolutely no need to be nervous!"

This didn't sound like appeasement; it seemed like he was showing off, trying to endorse himself with the hammer. However, no sooner had he finished speaking than little Morgan tilted her head and mercilessly exposed him in her distinctive, clear, and harmless voice.

"This... Your Honor? If you took off that diamond-encrusted Infinity Gauntlet on your other hand before saying that, it might be more convincing." She even politely added an "Oh," clearly showing she had received plenty of etiquette training in a prestigious school in her past life.

The "Chief Justice" visibly stiffened for a moment. Then, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, he erupted in fury: "You damned clever brat! Couldn't you have watched more TV when you were little like a normal kid and ruined your eyes?! Why are you observing so closely?!"

He abruptly ripped off his solemn judge's robe, revealing his attire underneath—a classic red and black bodysuit and two swords at his waist.

And the glove he wore, studded with dazzling infinite gems, was now hanging around his waist at least once, numbering at least seventy or eighty and looking incredibly bulky.

"It's you! Deadpool!"

Morgan exclaimed in surprise, her armored mask snapping open to reveal her astonished face. "What are you doing here? And you've become a Supreme Court Justice?"

Her "recognition" did not encounter the same situation as Doctor Strange and other superheroes.

Deadpool clearly knows Morgan as well.

"Yes! Yes! It's me! The Deadpool who's loved by everyone, admired by flowers, and whose presence even coffins open their lids!" Deadpool said smugly, hands on his hips. "Didn't expect that, did you? Your dad wouldn't approve my perfectly forged job application, but now I've successfully risen to a high-ranking position in the Time Management Bureau!"

"Having a tiny bit of power over you can make things difficult for you!" He first spoke with a touch of middle-aged arrogance, then changed his tone and spoke again in a consultative manner.

"How about this, Deadpool, I'm not one to hold grudges. If you let me join the Avengers, I'll be merciful and take you away from this hellhole."

"How about it? This deal was pretty good, wasn't it? If it weren't for my wife's unborn daughter saying she likes the Avengers, Deadpool wouldn't even look at you guys!"

"Don't tell me no. I can restart time, ask you ten thousand times, and spend ten thousand years here with you!" Deadpool tried to mimic the original Doctor Strange in negotiating his terms.

His words also included some classic Captain America elements.

"?????"

"?????"

Doctor Strange and Captain America were both bewildered, vaguely feeling that their lines had been stolen. Just as Deadpool was trying to use coercion and inducement to conduct his completely unreliable negotiation.

"Wow~ wow~"

A loud baby's cry suddenly came from his bulging belly, which seemed to be stuffed with something! The cry seemed to have some kind of magical power, and Thor, who was originally foaming at the ground and in a semi-conscious state, suddenly jolted awake, as if he had been injected with the strongest adrenaline.

Suddenly, Thor leaped up from the ground!

"Father!!!"

Thor's eyes instantly turned into a dazzling gold.

The immense power of Odin, mixed with thunder, erupted uncontrollably from his body.

The entire prison area was brightly lit!

He stared intently at Deadpool's stomach and let out a heart-wrenching roar.

"Give me back my dad!!!"

He transformed once again into a devastating bolt of lightning, charging towards Deadpool with even greater ferocity than before!

however--

boom! ! !

Another familiar muffled thud!

Deadpool casually swung Mjolnir again, hitting Thor squarely on the head, sending him flying backward and crashing into the wall before slowly sliding down, temporarily losing consciousness.

Vaguely.

Odin's power seems to be evolving as well.

"Still can't beat them?"

Captain America felt helpless because Thor's power was only on paper.

I don't know.

This time, both Doctor Strange and Morgan clearly saw that as Deadpool swung his hammer, the glove in his other hand, studded with Infinity Stones, instantly lit up with a dazzling light.

obviously.

It wasn't Deadpool who defeated Thor, but rather the bug-like equipment Deadpool possessed.

"its not right……"

Little Morgan's face was filled with confusion as she looked at the energy readings scanned on her armor screen.

"Based on the information left by my father, and the records of the books he stole from Kamar-Taj and never intended to return, there should be extremely strong rule suppression within the Time Bureau. The Infinity Stones should just be pretty glass beads here... So why are you able to use their power?"

The girl wasn't just innocent and kind; she was also her father's cunning little darling. Upon hearing this, Doctor Strange's eyes widened, as if he had finally realized the real reason why there weren't many books about Kamar-Taj.

"Why? Good question!"

Deadpool proudly shook the Infinity Gauntlet, and the brilliance of the gems gradually faded.

"Because Deadpool can use the Infinity Stones wherever he wants! That's Deadpool's rule! Isn't that awesome? If you think it's awesome, give me a compliment."

Deadpool's personality is so changeable; he seemed to quickly lose interest in the question and his attention returned to the crying in his "stomach".

Then, he carefully pulled out a baby boy wrapped in a magnificent swaddling cloth from under his armor, who was crying loudly—it was baby Odin!

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, Deadpool isn't as crazy as Ian McKellen, who wanted to be Odin's father or mother.

"Damn it! He's crying again! Did Odin grow up crying all his life?" Deadpool held the wailing Odin in his hands, looking a little flustered. He looked up at Doctor Strange, Morgan, and Captain America hiding behind them, who were all dumbfounded, and asked in a very sincere tone with a hint of pleading.

"Hey! Seriously, has anyone raised a child? How can I get this little darling to start nursing? Why can't I do it no matter how many times I try? Am I not being friendly enough?"

As he spoke, he actually pulled out several "benevolent" masks with extremely exaggerated and distorted expressions from somewhere and put them on his face one by one.

She tried to appease Odin with this face etched with words of benevolence.

"What do you think of this 'gentle mother' face? Don't like it? How about this 'sunny dad'? Or this 'caring auntie with a slit mouth'?"