Rampaging through American comics, people in my motherland don't eat beef.

Gray is preparing to post a marriage advertisement to the world, recruiting a large number of female employees.

Once things are settled in Wakanda, the current few hundred female employees won't be enough, and he's very dissatisfied with the current pace of his "collecting stamps"—hundreds at a time. When will he ever achieve his dream of a billion-strong harem?

Without going into too much detail, let's start by raising one million and filling the capital of Wakanda with people.

"If Magneto can use the media to defeat his master, why can't my countrymen do the same?"

Gray captured a group of mutants, made them run for a while, and then unleashed a destructive ray that swept through the area.

After tearing the mutants to pieces, leaving the streets in ruins, more than a dozen cars exploding, and even a nearby apartment building collapsing, Gray leisurely flew back to Eddie's side and asked, "How did it go?"

"Great, excellent! The number of online viewers has reached 100 million!" Eddie stared intently at the viewership data displayed on his phone screen, his eyes brimming with excitement.

The Daily Globe has its own radio station, and because of the events in Washington, the station's leadership created a new program, with Eddie as the program's sole reporter, responsible for on-site reporting and live broadcasting.

"Only 100 million?"

Gray frowned; he knew that Spider-Woman had just been beaten for over 200 million.

Eddie carefully packed up the camera and comforted her, "It's already pretty good. After all, the fan base is huge. Do you know how many people in America are Spider-Woman fans?"

Gray asked curiously, "How much?"

"At least 2 million!"

Eddie opened the search engine on his phone and typed in "Spider-Woman." He couldn't stop scrolling through related information: "Spider-Woman is even more popular than the famous Iron Man. She's a true top superhero, appealing to both men and women of all ages. Nobody dislikes Spider-Woman."

"That's so exaggerated? Why?"

If I had to choose a superhero to be a fan of, Gray would still think Iron Man is more charismatic.

"Kind, resilient, approachable, responsible, and most importantly... she has an amazing figure! Who wouldn't be smitten?" Eddie turned his phone screen off and then on again. The background was a stunning picture of Spider-Woman flipping and leaping, showing off her figure.

Gray leaned closer to examine it without making a sound, and couldn't help but nod: "Confused, extremely confused."

"Bingo!"

Eddie snapped his fingers: "Sex is always the number one traffic driver, followed by violence, the more violent the better, the bloodier the better! Gray, I'd like to make a small suggestion."

"What?"

"Don't kill too quickly. Let's add some drama and squeeze out as much emotion and blood as possible!" Eddie's eyes were bloodshot, and he was breathing rapidly. He had gone crazy.

Gray shook his head with a sigh: "You're such a pervert, Eddie."

Eddie waved his hand modestly: "What you're saying...aren't we in the same boat?"

Gray's expression darkened upon hearing this, and Eddie instantly suppressed his smile, silently meeting his gaze for three seconds—

"Hahahaha!!!"

After a few minutes of discussion, the two hit it off and decided to join forces to make a big splash.

Eddie worked as an agent and was responsible for false advertising.

Grey plays himself, leaving no survivors wherever he goes, secretly cutting out the wrong people he kills, leaving only the most exciting scenes.

He then snatches the president back from Magneto, threatens the government to endorse Homelander, and then creates romantic pairings with Spider-Woman, Black Widow, Scarlet Witch, and other female heroes. Who would still question Homelander's sense of justice?

The attack on Wakanda was because the Wakandas were courting death; they were secretly colluding with aliens with the intention of destroying the world. Homelander was forced into a desperate act and had no choice but to unleash a massacre.

"Of all the humans I've ever seen, I would call you two the worst!" This is the affirmation from the alien symbiote Venom.

Eddie was unsuccessful in his career and in love, and his life was a complete mess. He would have silently endured it all and continued to be a loser, but then Gray appeared. Like God, he opened a window in Eddie's skull and completely changed his fate.

Soon after, the two villains embarked on a star-making journey, killing almost anyone they encountered, and the TV station's ratings skyrocketed, repeatedly breaking records.

However, to maintain an air of mystery, Gray hasn't shown his face yet, planning to wait until the hype reaches a certain level before imitating Iron Man by holding a press conference to promote Homelander's name of justice to the world.

If you casually post a marriage proposal on the side, the effect will be amazing.

……

"Natasha, have you still not made contact with Homelander?"

Hearing the voice coming from the communicator, Natasha's lips twitched involuntarily, and she couldn't suppress the urge to burst into a tirade.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Nick Fury's damn voice came again.

Natasha took a deep breath and said in an unfriendly tone, "I don't know anyone from Homeland. You'll have to find them yourself. Don't come asking me."

"His phone location has been showing up at an internet cafe in New York since yesterday. I sent people to look for it, but they only found the phone he threw in the trash can. Natasha, did you upset him?" Chief Fury's words carried a hint of reproach.

After a long silence, Natasha parted her red lips slightly.

"……Grass."

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing. I'll contact you as soon as I hear anything about him." Natasha said coldly, ripped off her headset, slammed it down at her feet, and crushed it to pieces.

Grass!

I learned this word from verbal communication with Gray, who was unusually excited and kept babbling.

Natasha didn't understand the meaning, but she found it quite enjoyable to use as a greeting.

"Although I hate to admit it, I, Black Widow, was taken advantage of..."

The thought of being stabbed by Gray for three whole days and nights made Natasha so angry that she almost ground her teeth to powder. Beforehand, he had sweet-talked her and promised to join the Avengers, saying that she only needed to let him know when there was a mission.

He wouldn't answer calls or reply to messages. S.H.I.E.L.D. used twelve military satellites to search the entire United States but couldn't find him.

He's shameless when he pulls out a gun, but turns his back on you the moment he draws it. He's such a beast, doesn't he fear being struck by lightning?

The more Natasha thought about it, the angrier she became. Her face turned bright red. Back then, in order to please Gray, she had crossed the line several times and made many embarrassing gestures. Now, thinking back on it, she felt like she didn't want to live anymore.

"Your face is so red, are you missing me?" Suddenly, Gray's voice came from behind. Natasha froze for a second, then turned around abruptly.

When Gray's big, smiling face came into view, Natasha's eyes turned cold, and a barrage of well-wishes from her ancestors instantly formed.

Well--!

Before Fenfang could even utter a sound, it was forcibly swallowed back into her mouth. Natasha felt a sudden, sharp shock, a surge of electricity coursing through her body, leaving her limp and powerless to resist.

Her hands instinctively wrapped around Gray's neck, her toes slightly raised, and after a while, Natasha finally opened her watery eyes wide and said breathlessly, "Get away."

She had to admit that being taken advantage of by the younger man wasn't too bad a loss, and her body honestly let down its guard, without even a thought of refusing.

"No, the atmosphere isn't right. Let's shoot it again!"

Gray secretly exchanged a glance with Eddie, who was not far away. Adhering to the principle of striving for perfection, he grabbed Natasha's bewildered face and kissed her hard.

Sunset, afterglow, a kiss—this photo alone could gain at least 100,000 followers.