Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

Wu Yanzu glanced at the enraged Thor, then at the trembling legs on the ground.

"Sorry." He shrugged, looking completely innocent. "He yelled at me."

"You—!!" Thor was about to make a move.

"Thor, stop!" Captain America intervened just in time.

"Steve," Thor's hammer crackled with electricity, "he attacked my brother!"

"Why don't you look outside? How many people has your brother killed, Thor?" Steve said coldly.

"Um... he's not his biological son." Thor put away his hammer and stood awkwardly to the side.

Then Steve looked at Wu Yanzu, his tone filled with gratitude, "Friend, we appreciate your help. But we need to know, who exactly are you? Are you one of Nick Fury's men?"

Azu turned around, a warm smile on his face. "It was nothing, Captain Rogers."

"You know me?" Steve was taken aback.

“Of course,” Azu walked up to him, extending his hand. “Steve Rogers, Captain America, a World War II hero. Your story is inspiring.”

Steve grasped his hand; it was warm, strong, and full of "a sense of justice."

"I am..." Azu was about to introduce himself.

Nick Fury's urgent voice rang out in the center of everyone's earpieces: "Stark, did you hear that?"

"Those idiots! They launched a nuclear missile! It's heading straight for Manhattan!"

"How much longer?!" Stark exclaimed in shock.

"In a maximum of three minutes, the nuclear bomb it carries could level the city center!"

"I can handle this!" Tony turned and flew out the window without hesitation. "Jarvis, transfer all remaining power to the thrusters!"

"Tony, are you crazy?!" Steve yelled.

"There's no other way!" Stark used all his strength to grab the missile and began to fly towards the portal in the sky.

"Jarvis, for Pepper..."

"What a touching sacrifice, Tony," Azu's voice suddenly rang in Stark's ear.

Stark turned around in horror and was shocked to find that this "Superman" was flying backwards at an even faster speed, keeping pace with him!

"Tony Stark," Wu Yanzu's voice was gentle, "you were a hero, you shouldn't have died here..."

"you……?"

"The people need you, Tony."

"And I..." Azu gave Stark a tragic smile, as if he were about to die a heroic death, "I was born to do this."

"You're insane! You'll die!" Stark roared.

"Someone always has to make sacrifices, doesn't that mean?"

Tony, who was still "pushing" the missile, suddenly felt a lightness beneath him.

"What the hell?" He looked down and saw that the nuclear bomb was gone!

The red and blue figure was carrying the nuclear bomb and rushing towards the portal at several times his speed.

"...That Superman cosplayer?!" Stark was dumbfounded. "He stole my nuclear bomb?!"

"No!!!" Tony Stark stopped outside the wormhole, watching helplessly as he disappeared.

on the ground.

Steve Rogers took off his hood, looked up at the sky, and had a complicated expression.

"...We owe him a favor."

……

The endless universe.

The Chitauri mothership is right in front of us.

"Okay, throw it away and go home."

Wu Yanzu was about to let go, but his "X-ray vision" instinctively swept across the entire mothership.

He saw the engines, the command center, and tens of thousands of Chitauri soldiers.

Then, he saw a special compartment.

In another area of ​​the mothership, imprisoned within a massive energy shield...

"Holy crap! A child?"

Hundreds of unconscious human children were piled up like cargo in a huge biological life support pod.

"...They didn't just infiltrate, they're also 'stocking up'?"

Wu Yanzu's mind raced.

A hero who "sacrifices" himself can certainly gain immense popularity.

but……

After a "sacrifice," a hero miraculously returns, and incidentally rescues a ship full of children abducted by aliens...

That would be... a god among men!

Immediately, an expression that was even more "holy" than all her previous smiles combined appeared on her face.

"This is practically a script sent from heaven!"

time is limited.

He adjusted his direction and released his grip on the missile.

Then he flew straight through the hull of the mothership!

The alarm blared shrilly inside the mothership.

He ignored all the soldiers attacking him, his heat vision sweeping wildly, clearing a path.

They rushed straight to the huge container.

"Open it!"

He punched the energy shield!

Om-!

A blinding flash of electricity erupted between the fist and the shield.

Not strong enough!

"Aaaaaaahh ...

Click!

Energy shield shattered!

He grabbed the outer shell of the container with both hands and yanked the entire life support capsule off the floor of the mothership.

"Hold on tight, little ones!"

Wu Yanzu pushed the huge container, turned around, and rushed towards the hole he had crashed into.

Behind him was a world-destroying light.

……

New York, under the portal.

"Has he been inside for too long?... " Natasha's expression was somewhat bitter.

"...He's not coming back." Stark hovered in the air and said softly.

Captain America tilted his head back and clenched his fists.

Just as the portal was about to close—

"Look! What's that?!" The detective downstairs pointed to the sky.

A burst of fire shot out from the portal!

It's that Superman!

He was also pushing a huge thing!

Azu rushed out of the portal, which closed behind him.

The Chitauri army, still engaged in battle, lost all power and began to fall.

The war is over.

"He did it..." Stark murmured.

"Look... he seems to have passed out!" Captain America noticed something was wrong.

Wu Yanzu, pushing the huge container, lost power in mid-air and began to fall straight down.

"Quick! Tony!"

"I'm coming!" Stark was about to rush over.

Suddenly, Wu Yanzu, who was falling, opened his eyes.

"Act, play the whole thing," he told himself.

He "awoke" and "barely" steadied himself in mid-air, slowly decelerated, and then, carrying the huge life support pod, landed in a visually stunning "Superman" style.

boom--!!!

He landed at Grand Central Station in New York.

Surrounding them were civilians who had survived the disaster, and countless reporters who had rushed to the scene.

All the cameras, all the eyes, focused instantly.

In full view of everyone.

To appear more "hardworking," Wu Yanzu slowly knelt on one knee and placed the enormous container on the ground.

Then, he "struggled" to his feet.

A reporter asked in a trembling voice, "Who...who are you?"