In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group

"In that case, what is the solution to my problem?" Schiller sat back in his chair in his office, looking at the Pikachu on his desk. Pikachu held up its short arms and said, "Don't you remember? I plunged into that yellow toilet before and absorbed all the energy inside."

"The so-called Yellow Lantern Energy has restored some of my power, and since I don't have any combat opportunities right now, I came up with this a few days ago..."

As Pikachu spoke, it pulled out a ring that was a bit too big for it. It had to hold it with both hands to be able to handle it. Schiller propped his elbow on the desk and touched his forehead with his hand, saying, "Do you know? You look like a hamster gnawing on sunflower seeds..."

Before Pikachu could get angry, Schiller took the ring away from it. He put the ring in front of his eyes and carefully examined it, but he didn't find anything unusual. He said, "Isn't this just an ordinary ring?"

"You can try putting it on."

"You swear this isn't a prank?" Schiller looked into Pikachu's eyes. Pikachu blinked and suddenly jumped up, snatching the ring back from Schiller's hand. Then it pulled out another ring and said, "Okay, this is it."

Schiller took the ring back again. This time, he put it in his palm and found that it emitted a shimmering yellow light.

"What is this? A Yellow Lantern Ring?" Schiller asked with some confusion. "This world can also use Yellow Lantern Energy?"

Pikachu shrugged and said, "I feel that this world doesn't have the source of that power, so once I use up the energy I obtained, it's gone. If I want more, I have to go back to the world where I got it and recharge."

"This ring is the same. I infused it with some energy, but if it runs out, you have to come back to me to recharge it."

"What does it do?"

"It has many functions, like levitation, teleportation, energy beams, as well as Superman's strength, healing ability, and speed..."

"Isn't that the ability of Green Lantern?"

"Yes, except that the energy is limited. I estimate that this thing can run for a month at most. Once it runs out of power, it will fly back to me automatically..."

"Are there no screening criteria? For example, the user must be able to bring fear to others?"

Pikachu shook its head and said, "Because there is no source of power here, there are no rules like that. I can give it to anyone."

"So, you have a 24-hour standby assistant who doesn't need to eat, drink, or sleep. How about it? Can it completely solve your problem?"

Schiller looked at Pikachu with a dumbfounded expression and said, "With such a useful thing, you just want to create an assistant?"

"What do you want to do? You're not thinking of..."

In the Avengers' base, Steve warmly patted Amplifier's shoulder and said, "Welcome back, kids. I have to say, you came back at the right time. There are serious challenges waiting for us now."

The black boy rubbed his nose and said, "We've been to outer space, what challenge can be difficult for us?"

"I like your attitude." Steve clearly knew how to deal with kids. He said, "You've been to the faraway Andromeda Galaxy, completed so many difficult tasks. There aren't many mutants who can do that."

"However, compared to distant outer space, the work on Earth is more important. That's why you came back here. Come on, have a seat. Let's talk about the next mission objectives..."

After Amplifier, Shadow, and Crystal sat down, Peter waved at them. Shadow smiled at Peter, Crystal was a bit shy and didn't reply, and Amplifier gestured to Peter to wait and then pointed to the nearby pool table.

When Steve, Stark, and Matt took their seats, the meeting officially began. Steve knocked on the table to get everyone's attention and said, "Recently, our operations have been very difficult. I regret to inform you that this meeting has a somewhat gloomy start..."

"But a true warrior does not fear temporary difficulties. We all know that this is a long-term mission, and fighting evil is not something that can be achieved in a day or two..." Steve said, looking at Stark, who rolled his eyes.

"Okay, let me talk about the first mission objective. First, we need to split up and act..."

Just as Steve said this, Stark's phone rang. Steve said helplessly, "No phone calls during the meeting!"

However, Stark's face became serious. He said, "It's Jarvis calling. It should be something important."

He answered the phone, and his expression became increasingly solemn. After hanging up, he stood up and his armor flew onto him from the nearby shelf.

With a "click," Iron Man's face mask closed, and he said, "The first mission objective is here. There's a strange person emitting yellow light all over their body, wreaking havoc in New York City. We must go and deal with them first."

"A strange person emitting yellow light?" Steve frowned and said, "At this time? It seems that Hydra sent them to disrupt our vision. They often do this."

He picked up his shield and placed it on the table. After scanning the people around him, he said, "Avengers, assemble!"

In the sky above New York, Grant Ward floated in mid-air and asked through his earpiece, "I've already set off several fireworks with energy rays. Why aren't they coming?"

"Don't worry. You have to give these superheroes some time to react."

Grant sneered and said, "Superheroes? A bunch of clowns dressed up like graffiti artists on the street..."

"It seems that I've hit a nerve by exposing your thoughts, which has made you so angry that you vent your anger through words. But the superheroes you despise are not as weak as you think..."

Grant didn't say anything. He remained silent for a while and then said, "Don't forget our deal."

"Don't worry. I've given you such powerful strength. Even if you fly away now and hide somewhere, I won't be able to find you."

"As long as you help me with this last thing, you'll be free. You'll have nothing to do with Hydra anymore, and no one will bother you again."

Grant hung up the communication, but his face still looked grim. In the previous half-hour, he had been frightened too many times.

First, Schiller pointed out his wavering beliefs to his face, and then he produced more evidence that he wanted to leave Hydra. Just when Grant thought he was going to die, Schiller proposed a deal.

He wanted Grant to accept a human experiment. If he survived, he only needed to do one last thing for Hydra, and Schiller would forgive him for everything.

Grant had no other choice because he had no bargaining chips. As a result, the experiment was successful, and now he had become a monster emitting yellow light all over his body, with powerful strength.

But Grant didn't dare to gamble. As a Hydra member, he knew best that there might be a micro-bomb or something similar in his brain. As long as he had any abnormal movements, it would explode immediately. Therefore, he could only obediently complete this deal and pray that Schiller would keep his promise.

As he gradually became familiar with this power of fear, a small black dot appeared on the horizon and suddenly appeared in front of him. Before the person arrived, the missile arrived first. "Swoosh, swoosh" the piercing sound of breaking through the air sounded, and Grant disappeared in an instant, then appeared on the rooftop of another building.

As a result, the missiles turned around like a bone ulcer and flew towards him again. Iron Man in mid-air pressed a button on his arm and said, "Since I knew about the existence of sorcerers, I changed the missiles to energy trackers..."

As he spoke, he turned around and flew back, saying to Steve, "You said Strange was highly suspicious before, and I didn't believe it. Now it seems to be true."

Steve jumped onto the rooftop of the building, followed by Spider-Man. Holding his shield, he looked at Grant, who kept disappearing and reappearing. He said, "Indeed, this energy looks a bit like magic, but we must remain cautious and not falsely accuse the sorcerers..."

At this moment, Schiller's voice came through Grant's earpiece, "Control your energy to form energy beams that can be transformed into rings."

"Rings?" Grant was only puzzled for a moment, but his instincts as a special agent made him do it immediately. He controlled the Yellow Lantern Energy to form several rings, which looked very similar to the Rings of Raggadorr that sorcerers used.

Steve sighed and said, "Well, it seems that he is indeed a sorcerer. Even the spells he uses are exactly the same. No one else can come up with such strange things."

Stark flew over, using his energy beams to force Grant to move while saying, "You don't know enough about sorcerers. I've known for a long time that there are sects among them that practice black magic. Those people are not good people, just like that Mordo."

He made a low-altitude dive, and Grant dodged far away. He pulled up again, and Stark looked at Grant and said, "Whoever you are, whatever energy you use, you better stop now. Don't blame me for not warning you..."

Just as he spoke, Grant saw a group of strange-shaped aircraft flying from the distant horizon. When they flew to Grant, these planes that looked no different from ordinary fighter jets suddenly unfolded into various shapes of machinery.

Grant stepped back slightly and whispered into his earpiece, "Don't tell me, you want me to deal with these guys. This task is a bit beyond my ability..."

"Did you think you were an ordinary person before? Hit them hard. Stark is a rich man, no need to save him money."

Grant took a deep breath and mobilized the Yellow Lantern Energy to shoot at those robots. To his surprise, these robots were not as ferocious as he had imagined.

Or, the energy of the yellow light is indeed very powerful. The scorching energy beam almost destroyed the internal circuits of the robots in an instant, and soon, the sound of successive explosions began to sound.

After doing all this, Grant stepped back again, looking somewhat surprised at his own hands. Then he raised his eyebrows at Stark with a mocking expression. Obviously, even if he was Hydra, he had heard of Stark's infamous reputation.

However, Stark did not explode as Grant expected. He "click" opened his face mask, smiled at Grant, and then pointed behind him.

Grant sneered, "Do you think I will fall for such a trick? This kind of trick has long been..."

Just as Grant said this, he felt something touch his shoulder. He turned his head and saw Captain America's fist the size of a sandbag.

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