radicalducati Chapter 129 You're even more despicable than capitalists!
Chapter 129 You're even more despicable than capitalists!
Chapter 129 You're even more despicable than capitalists!
It worked!
Pikachu caught it...:::: Black Pikachu!
A stirring background music and two lines of text automatically played in Du Mu's mind.
He stepped forward, bent down, and picked up the black sphere. Several cracks could be seen on the ground where it had fallen, which showed how heavy the black sphere was.
[Item: Pure Iron Poké Ball (A Poké Ball weighing 100KG; only surviving Pokémon are worthy of being captured)]
This is one of the items Du Mu obtained early on. It has been sitting unused in the game's inventory, but it has finally come in handy today.
Only with his nearly 100 points in strength attribute could he throw this pure iron Poké Ball, which was heavier than a shot put, like a baseball. If it were a certain trainer who had traveled for 25 years and was still 10 years old... well, it's hard to say. After all, that person is also a strongman who can easily lift a ton.
However, Poké Balls have no effect on humans, so they can only capture non-human intelligent creatures.
Max's quantum body, composed entirely of electricity, has long transcended the realm of the human body, essentially making him an elemental life form, which falls within the Poké Ball's capture range.
Now, Du Mu can be considered a trainer who owns a Pokémon, and it's even a rare shiny black Pikachu.
Not bad!
Peter and Harry were dumbfounded when they saw Max being captured in a pure iron Poké Ball.
Peter looked shocked: "What is this thing?"
Du Mu weighed the heavy Poké Ball in his hand and explained, "A Poké Ball is a tool specifically for catching Pokémon."
"Huh? Max can be considered an elf?"
"That's racism. So what if elves are black? In a few years, even Snow White will be black."
Du Mu wasn't making things up.
In his time, American fairy tale movies had almost all turned into dark fairy tales, and even Pinocchio, whose abilities were not exactly legitimate, was turned into black wood, supposedly because he was struck by lightning during the manufacturing process.
This is why American fairy tale movies have the highest brightness of all film series; after all, if the brightness is not high, the audience simply cannot find the characters.
"How could Snow White be Black? Her name is Snow White."
Peter didn't dare to refute it, but only dared to complain silently in his heart.
The label of racial discrimination is too heavy for him to bear, even if he had the strength of tens of tons.
Without Max's sabotage, the power plant gradually resumed operation, and the affected urban areas regained power.
[Mission "You are electricity, you are light, you are the only myth" completed]
[Rewards: 3000 experience points, 'Green Hat' equipment, 'Lightning Rod' item, 'Spider Totem' item]
[Equipment: Green Hat (Everyone who sees you can't help but feel a little sorry for you)]
[Item: Lightning rod (attracts all lightning within a certain range)]
[Props: Spider Totem (The symbol of Spider-Man. With this, even if you look like a goblin, have four tentacles on your back, and a lizard tail, you are still Spider-Man)]
The items obtained this time are all closely related to the NPCs on the field.
The lightning rod's properties clearly counter Max's abilities; if it had been there, Max's abilities probably wouldn't have been able to function at all.
The cuckoldry seems to be related to both Peter and Harry. They are friends and like-minded people, so it's hard to say who cuckolded whom. However, given Mary Jane's personality, they might both have actually been cuckolded.
As for the spider totem, it is clearly an item related to Peter, but its specific function is not yet clear.
Du Mu put away the pure iron Poké Ball and looked at Peter and Harry.
"Are you still able to move?"
"Don't worry, we only suffered minor injuries and can continue our mission."
Peter and Harry were deeply moved by Du Mu's concern.
Du Mu nodded: "That's good. Now that we can move forward, let's get to the new mission I've assigned you!"
Peter:
Harry:
Jotunheim!
This is the territory of the Frost Giants, and also Loki's old home. Odin picked him up from this junkyard.
When the chaos in the Nine Realms was quelled, Du Mu came here with the Asgardian army.
In fact, the turmoil in Jotunheim was caused by the brothers Thor and Loki. Loki not only betrayed his own father, Laufey, the Frost Giant King, but also blasted a huge hole in Jotunheim, causing many Frost Giants to be displaced.
The Frost Giants engaged in a brutal civil war in their struggle for the throne and living space.
Just as they were locked in fierce combat, the Asgardian army descended like gods, and Thor swiftly suppressed the riot, nearly turning the already small number of Frost Giants into endangered species. Ultimately, after Thor's physical persuasion, the Frost Giants finally calmed down.
Du Mu also activated a teleportation point here, allowing him to teleport here at any time.
He looked around but didn't see the Frost Giant, so he stuck the lightning rod he had just acquired into the ice and then took out a pure iron Poké Ball.
Since the pure iron Poké Ball is a game item, it can naturally be teleported over as well.
Du Mu activated the Iron Poké Ball, and a flash of light burst out of it, revealing Max in front of him.
"It's you! The guy who locked me in that godforsaken place!"
Upon seeing Du Mu, Max flew into a rage. Without saying a word, he rubbed his hands together to generate two crackling bolts of electricity and unleashed a blast of electric current at Du Mu.
Sizzle!
A blinding electric current sliced through the air, hurtling straight towards Du Mu at an astonishing speed!
However, something strange happened. The current suddenly made a sharp turn halfway through its path and crashed directly into the lightning rod next to Du Mu. The current disappeared instantly!
"lightning rod!?"
Max stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
He certainly recognized what it was, but ordinary lightning rods passively attract lightning; how could one actively draw in electricity like this?
Max, not believing in such a thing, tried again, and an even thicker current of electricity shot out from between his palms!
The result was the same; the current, as if attracted by a magnet, veered off course and entered the lightning rod without even a spark.
Du Mu was very satisfied with the effect of the lightning rod.
Then he slowly said, "Don't rush to make a move. Take a good look at where you are right now."
Upon hearing this, Max looked around and realized that he was in a frozen wasteland, with nothing but ice in his field of vision.
"Where...where am I?"
Max was stunned.
Where did I come from? Is this still New York?
Du Mu chuckled and said, "Jotunheim, one of the nine great realms. You might not understand what I mean, but simply put, it's another planet outside of Earth."
"Is this an alien planet?"
Max found it incredible and subconsciously looked up, only to find that he could not see the sun and moon, but only several huge planets hanging in the sky. Each one looked about the same size as the sun and moon that he usually saw, but their appearances were completely different.
Now he had to believe it; this was indeed not the Earth he knew.
Seeing this, Max couldn't help but feel a little scared.
Ultimately, he was just an ordinary person who had only recently acquired the ability, and his mindset had not changed at all. Faced with a situation that was completely beyond his comprehension, it was inevitable that he would feel panicked and at a loss.
Moreover, in this icy and snowy environment, he could not find any source to replenish his power. If things continued like this, once the power stored in his body was exhausted, he would become like a power bank that had run out of power, completely useless.
"What exactly do you want to do?"
Max gritted his teeth, his voice filled with suppressed anger.
Du Mu grinned: "Didn't I already say that I want you to work for me?"
"impossible!"
Max resolutely refused, coldly stating, "I worked my ass off for the Osborn Corporation, and how did they treat me?"
"They ignored me, disregarded me, stole the power grid design blueprints I had painstakingly researched, and finally locked me up as a guinea pig for their research!"
"At that moment, I swore to myself that I would never make the same mistake again, and that I would never work for anyone again in my life!"
As a member of the lower class who is deeply exploited by capitalists, Max loathes being a wage earner.
Du Mu waved his hand: "Don't worry, I'm not planning to pay you, so you won't be considered as working."
Max: "....."
You're even more despicable than capitalists!
Du Mu continued, "Max, I actually saw you in the elevator at the Osborn Corporation a long time ago."
Max was taken aback by what he heard, and couldn't help but scrutinize Du Mu more closely. The more he looked, the more familiar he seemed.
"You actually recognize me?"
"Of course, when I saw your shiny forehead back then, I knew you were a talent."
It didn't sound like a compliment, but Max still felt a little pleased.
As the most inconspicuous nobody in the Osborn Group, he has long been ignored, so deep down he desperately craves recognition and attention from others. Even just having someone remember his name can excite him.
Du Mu had only had a brief encounter with him, yet he was able to remember him, which was undoubtedly an acknowledgment of his value.
With just this simple sentence, Max's favorability towards Du Mu instantly increased from a negative number to 5 points, and even Max's red marker representing the enemy changed to a neutral white marker.
"Is it really that simple?"
Du Mu was a little surprised; it seemed the other party really needed attention.
Upon realizing this, he immediately pressed his advantage: "Now it seems I wasn't wrong about you. However, using your superpowers to work as a capitalist is a waste. Why not work for me and fully utilize your talents!"
Max frowned. "Who exactly are you?"
Du Mu grinned: "I am Du Mu, a senior agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., founder of the Brotherhood, a champion of the Asgard Arena, number one on the New York Battle leaderboard, who defeated Loki with magic and took down Captain America with his bare hands. I'm known as Dr. Doom!"
The last sentence was changed by Du Mu himself.
The demon and the steel glider didn't sound very appealing; they were far less pleasing than the fake identity he used to have.
This series of titles completely stunned Max. Although he couldn't understand most of them, he felt a sense of awe and respect. He seemed to see Du Mu radiating a dazzling light.
Wait, no, this isn't an illusion, this guy is really glowing!
It's exactly the same as the radiance the opponent exuded when they made their entrance!
Max narrowed his eyes and asked, "What do you want me to do?"
"It's simple. Join my X Team and complete the missions I assign, just like Spider-Man and the Little Devil."
Du Mu was impressed by Max's abilities and personality. His team needed someone ruthless, and Max was ruthless enough, both in appearance and in heart. It was perfect to give him the job.
Max was taken aback: "Spider-Man and the little devil are your people?"
"Of course, they are only a part of it. I have many more powerful members in other places, and even the Avengers are members of my team."
Du Mu spoke without hesitation, and he wasn't lying; the team that wiped out Nick Fury's team still hasn't disbanded.
Upon hearing this, Max unconsciously swallowed.
As the hottest idol group in the world, everyone in New York knows the name of the Avengers. The team includes not only billionaires and super soldiers, but also legendary gods. It is not someone of his level who can afford to mess with them.
Du Mu patted Max on the shoulder and said, "As long as you do a good job, you'll have everything you want. You might even be more famous than the Avengers. And you won't have to be a criminal. If a superhero beats you up in the future, you can just say you're carrying out your duties and arrest them instead."
Max was immediately intrigued.
To be honest, he didn't really want to go against the superheroes. If he could, he would like to become a superhero like the Avengers and make everyone notice his existence.
Du Mu's words struck a chord with him.
After a moment's thought, Max said, "I can join your team, but on one condition: I must make those guys from the Osborn Group who wronged me pay the price!"
Although the main perpetrators who harmed him were dead, Max remembered the employees who were also involved in the plan very clearly.
"no problem."
Du Mu readily agreed.
"I happen to know the current heir of the Osborn Group. He doesn't know anything about your situation. When I get back, I'll have him restore your reputation and all your rights. I'll pack up all those people you mentioned and send them to prison. Then I'll use my connections to make them spend decades in jail, ensuring they suffer a fate worse than death."
Max's mouth dropped open.
I just wanted to kill them; there was no need to be so cruel.
"Okay, then I'll join your team." Max finally nodded.
"A wise choice!"
Du Mu nodded in satisfaction and said, "Now that you've joined my team, I need to give you a catchy codename, like a superhero."
"Very good!"
Max's eyes lit up, his face full of anticipation.
Du Mu pondered, "Hmm, since your ability is to manipulate electrical energy, your name must be related to electricity, something for someone who manipulates electrical energy. So, how about you be called Professor Mai?"
Max: "???"
What does this have to do with my abilities?
Du Mu took out a pure iron Poké Ball: "Great, let's go back to Earth now, but you need to come back to the Poké Ball first."
"etc......
Just as Max raised his hand to say something, Du Mu hit him on the head with a ball, causing his head to tilt and his entire body to turn into a streak of light and be sucked back into the pure iron Poké Ball.
And so, Team X gained a new member, Max, who was also Du Mu's Pokémon.
Du Mu told Peter and Harry the news, and both of them were very surprised, especially Peter, who was very curious about how Du Mu had persuaded Max.
Peter, like many men, has a flaw: he likes to persuade people to reform.
Whenever he encounters a supervillain, he launches a barrage of verbal attacks, trying to redeem the villain and turn over a new leaf. However, the villain usually refuses to listen and responds with a whole series of attacks.
Du Mu shook his head at this: "Of course, that won't work. If you want someone to listen to your reasoning, you first have to beat them half to death. Studying is for reasoning with people, and practicing martial arts is for reasoning with people. That is, the bigger the fist, the bigger the logic!"
"I see."
Peter suddenly realized.
No wonder his attempts to persuade others were ineffective; he ended up getting beaten up most of the time.
As a result, the New York criminals that day discovered that Spider-Man seemed to have relapsed into his illness.
This friendly neighbor, unlike his usual verbal sparring style, gave them a brutal beating without saying a word, more so than ever before.
He only stopped when they were crying and screaming, their faces bruised and swollen, and began to earnestly persuade them to turn over a new leaf. He told them that crime leads nowhere, and what their families would think if they found out, blah blah blah...
He would keep repeating himself in their ears, like chanting scriptures, until the police appeared or the next crime occurred, at which point he would reluctantly get up and leave.
And you know what? This trick worked surprisingly well.
Many criminals were given a good beating by Peter and then verbally abused, causing them to burst into tears on the spot and declare that they would no longer be criminals.
It's clear that Peter's punches and verbal attacks have indeed left them with considerable psychological trauma.