American comic book: God among men, Saiyan-Kryptonian hybrid

Chapter 52 This era belongs to El!
Carrot El's words marked the victor's judgment on the loser and also brought the visitors to this endless snowy land to their return journey.

In a dark but luxurious basement, Nick Fury angrily slammed his phone to the ground, his brow furrowing deeply.

Carrot's actions were not merely a one-sided outburst of anger!

The Skrulls played a completely minor role in this operation.

If revenge is to be taken as a form of venting anger, shouldn't Captain America, Diana, and Hulk, who attacked him, be the direct targets of such revenge?

However, in the end, Carrot chose to eradicate the Skrulls completely, leaving the task of their complete elimination to the unreliable military and parliament.

This action deeply alarmed Nick Fury.

As an alien himself, and even as a citizen living on the other side of the ocean, does Clark's grandson really trust these things so much?
Natasha Romanov also stared intently at Carrot, this invincible god among men was by no means a mere brute who relied on his fists.

He is well-versed in the rules of human society and knows how to use these rules to make his goals more advantageous.

"I think, Carrot."

Before Natasha could speak, Carrot interrupted her, looking calmly into her eyes:

"Don't plead for him. I know you're close to that bald-headed guy, but you'll be the biggest beneficiary after he falls from power."

Carrot's words stunned Natasha. Suddenly, she realized that this god among men was actually very close to everyone.

If the places he soars to are heights we can never reach, then the warmth he brings when he lands is so tangible.

Carrot El said calmly, "As long as Nick Fury is around, you will never be able to live the life you truly deserve."

"Because he wouldn't let such an excellent ace agent, who could continue working for him, leave him."

"But if this continues, you'll become like him, a fly, or die in some mission."

Natasha Romanov's gaze dimmed. She took two steps forward, shook her head seductively, and lightly punched the S-shaped mark on Carrot's chest.

"Thank you for your kindness, my friend, but I don't deserve that kind of life."

“I am a relic of the old era. Besides, you said you've seen it before, so I can't act like a normal person.”

Natasha thought that perhaps she had stayed in the snowy region for too long, and that her body and mind had reached a point where they could no longer be warmed.

"Don't be like that old popsicle over there. He's useless and just makes things worse."

Carrot El interrupted Natasha again: "Let Diana take you to Paradise Island, or you can come to me."

"I also have a lot of things I need you to do."

Upon hearing this, Natasha Romanov gave a self-deprecating smile.

Sure enough, every organization in the world was greedily craving her abilities and was trying to recruit her at all costs, even Carrot was no exception, and immediately mocked:

"Then how is it different from before?"

"And what's the difference between you and Nick?"

Carrot looked directly into Natasha's eyes. He shook his head, enunciating each word clearly:

"Do not."

"Remember what I said?"

Natasha Romanov hesitated for a moment, her brows lowered, and then asked in return, "True sincerity for true sincerity?"

A gentle smile, reminiscent of Superman and Goku, appeared on Carrot's face, a faint smile playing at the corners of his lips, as soft as the sunlight.

"Yes, there isn't a single organization in the world that doesn't crave Black Widow's spy capabilities."

"But I don't need your professional agent skills, or the physical ability to enhance those skills."

“Because that’s not your true power.” Natasha Romanov frowned, looking at him with suspicion.
"But what else do I have besides these?"

"A delicate heart honed in danger, empathy after witnessing all the tragedies, a heart that wants to save another self after discovering it in the abyss, and the most selfless protection for those around them."

Carrot El answered without hesitation.

"It sounds like idealism, but I'm not that noble."

Natasha Romanov spoke casually, but there were some subtle thoughts running through her mind.

Carrot silently shook his head: "It's just a kind of reliability."

“These are things I value, but things that Nick Fury and those organizations don’t care about at all.”

Natasha Romanov looked both amused and annoyed: "Hahaha, are you crazy? To say a spy is reliable??"

Carrot, as if he hadn't heard her, turned around and said to himself:

"There are many people like you and me who need a place to belong and a starting point."

“And that’s what I’m doing right now.”

Upon seeing this, Natasha Romanov fell silent for a long time. This Black Widow, who never hesitated to make any decision, showed an unusual hesitation at this moment.

The reason for her hesitation was very simple: it was simply because El understood her.

Aside from Clint Barton, this alien, whom she had only met once, seemed to understand her better than anyone else she knew.

After a long silence, Natasha finally asked, "Then why did you do all this?"

Carrot El turned around and smiled: "Like you, I'm not that noble either."

"I do these things because I have a part of a desire to dominate power, status, and wealth."

“Many people see this as villainy, but if we can do better and be more reliable, don’t we have the right to vote and be elected?”

"Another rather selfish point is..."

Carrot El looked back, his azure eyes flashing with an ambitious solemnity:
"I hope that in this era, his name will be El!"

"And my era must be the best of times."

"Therefore, we must pick up sincerity and strength!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Carrot El walked towards Sergio Leon, who had been standing at attention for a while, without turning his head, and gently patted him on the shoulder:

"You're doing well, you've made a lot of progress. After you report and expose Nick Fury, you should get some military merit."

Sergio Leon's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes involuntarily lit up.

Carrot glanced briefly at the Kryptonian reconnaissance ship, then walked step by step to the numerous soldiers. His flowing cloak and the S-shaped pattern formed by a silver dragon seemed to be their undisputed idol. He began to speak:
"Hello, soldiers, I am Carrot Al, CEO of Capsule Corporation. This routine visit for the Arctic Twelfth Military Research Project has come to a successful conclusion."

"On behalf of Universal Capsule Company, I would like to express my condolences for your selfless dedication while you are away from home."

Stark and his men were speechless at the series of speeches. Carrot El, facing a vast army, delivered his post-war address:

"Of course, since the research is coming to an end and everyone will be able to return home soon, as a token of appreciation for everyone's hard work, we'll be having a bonfire party tonight, and I'll be paying for it."

"Everyone who participated in this mission will receive a $1000 consolation payment."

"It's not a lot, but it's enough to fill everyone's table with a steak and a glass of whiskey."

Sergio Leon leaped forward in a perfect step, his eyes gleaming, and shouted at the top of his lungs towards the crowd:

"To express our gratitude for Mr. El's sponsorship, let's all fire a cannon in thanks!!!"

(End of this chapter)