Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings

Having an ally is always more reassuring than having an enemy.

What's worrying is that their director, Nick Fury, with his abnormally strong desire for control, is someone who will stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

If Black Egg insisted on using Peter's guardian to threaten the other party... she didn't even dare to think about the scene.

It could very well turn into a disaster that the entire S.H.I.E.L.D. could not withstand.

After a brief moment of distraction, Natasha looked at Peter, her voice carrying a subtle, complex emotion:

"I understand. I will relay your request to my superiors as truthfully as possible."

"very good."

Seeing the famous "Black Widow" from the original story behaving so obediently, Peter couldn't help but feel very pleased:

"I like obedient and sensible people. Since you've been so cooperative, I can give you a small gift."

As he spoke, Peter slowly reached out and gently placed his hand on Natasha's shoulder.

With this movement, the horse talisman instantly exerted its power.

A warm and soft white light enveloped Natasha.

The light wasn't dazzling; it carried an indescribable sense of comfort, permeating every cell of her body, as if it were performing a deep cleansing and reshaping.

Immediately afterwards, she felt an unprecedented warmth coming from her lower abdomen and knees, as if some emptiness deep within her body was being filled anew at that moment.

"Hmm~ What did you do to me?"

Natasha's eyes were filled with vigilance, but her voice trembled slightly due to that strange feeling, and she even unconsciously let out an embarrassing nasal sound.

Peter simply withdrew his hand, his tone relaxed yet slightly playful:

"I just helped you repair your hidden injuries, and incidentally... I helped you recover some things you had lost."

Actually, there are some secrets that Peter didn't say directly.

That is, under the effect of the horse talisman, even the microchip implanted in Natasha's body has become ineffective.

However, even Natasha herself didn't know about this, so it would be too shocking for Peter to tell her directly.

Even so, Peter's lighthearted words struck Natasha like a thunderbolt.

Her body trembled involuntarily, and her hands moved uncontrollably to her lower abdomen, as if she could vaguely sense what Peter had said she had "lost."

This is her most hidden scar, and an unhealable wound deep in her heart.

As top agents from the "Red Room," Natasha and her friends had their uteruses and ovaries forcibly removed during their journey to become Black Widows.

She spent her whole life searching for a sense of belonging and longing to have a real home.

But tragically and ironically, because of her physical disability, she is destined never to have a real family in her life.

She originally thought that the only warmth she could find in her pets was the warmth of family.

But now, Peter has given her a whole new hope.

The moment she realized this, even she, a battle-hardened and hardened agent, felt a mix of emotions.

An incredibly complex emotion welled up inside her, instantly bringing tears to her eyes and giving her an urge to burst into tears.

She bit her lower lip tightly, suppressing the sob in her throat, unwilling to show her vulnerability in front of Peter, the boy.

Peter looked at her with a mischievous glint in his eyes, then suddenly spoke:

"If you want to cry, I can lend you a shoulder... If you want a warm hug, that's not out of the question either."

"You think beautiful!"

Natasha rolled her eyes at him and then turned away.

But in her heart, she grew to like Peter more and more.

She wasn't some naive little girl like Gwen, so she naturally understood that Peter had simply seen through her desire to keep her vulnerability hidden and was just offering her a way out.

I tried to calm down the complex emotions in my heart.

When she turned around again, she had already regained her original sexy and languid demeanor.

She took out an encrypted phone from her bag, thought for a moment, and then entered a number into it:

"Regarding the conditions you proposed, regardless of whether our director agrees or not, we will use this phone to contact you... If you need our help with anything in the future, you can also use this phone to contact us."

After handing the phone to Peter, Natasha picked up her bag and turned to leave.

"I've gone back to report. I might need you to come to S.H.I.E.L.D. tonight. Remember to explain things to your family and don't let them worry."

Peter only looked away after watching Natasha's voluptuous figure completely disappear from sight, a confident smile playing on his lips.

With this little gift today, we can probably win over this key glue that will become the future Avengers with minimal effort.

……

About an hour later, Natasha appeared at S.H.I.E.L.D.'s secret branch in New York.

Take the elevator straight to the seventeenth basement level. In the large office on the seventeenth floor, Nick Fury, nicknamed "Black Egg," is anxiously waiting for Natasha's good news.

But when he saw Natasha push the door open and come in, he couldn't help but be taken aback:

"Agent Natasha, why are you back so soon? Have you already met that guy who calls himself 'The Arbiter'?"

Natasha nodded gently:

"I met him. The 'arbiter' is Peter Parker. To my shame, he was the one who discovered my true identity and told me his demands..."

Then Natasha recounted her previous experience in detail, but deliberately omitted the part about Peter giving her the "little gift".

As expected, Blackie, who had been enjoying smooth sailing with the Skrulls' covert help, immediately flew into a rage after hearing Peter's conditions.

He didn't even respect a billionaire like Tony Stark, and was only focused on scheming to control him.

With Captain Marvel's near-godlike power backing him up, he naturally wouldn't take a high school student like Peter seriously, so he slammed his fist on the table and uttered his classic catchphrase:

"Fuck him, who does he think he is? The Berry President?!"

Chapter 44 What are you mumbling about?

The arrogant black-boiled egg was panting heavily.

He was already plotting how to "deal with" this arrogant high school student.

For example, they might pretend to agree to his conditions first, and then quietly take control of his guardian.

First, break the little brat's defenses and drive him to despair, then make a heroic appearance to "rescue" his guardian.

This made him realize how high the sky is and how thick the earth is, and he was so grateful to himself that he bowed down and made a deep bow.

The fact that Blackie could rise to the position of Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. suggests he's done far more than just one or two bad things.

He felt absolutely no remorse for doing such a thing!

"Coulson, go and compile all the information on Peter Parker's guardians and relatives for me!"

Standing beside him, Natasha knew immediately upon hearing this that the black-haired man was up to no good.

Before meeting Peter, she wouldn't have thought there was anything wrong with such behavior.

After all, this is the kind of education she has received since childhood—that any "collateral damage" can be ignored in order to achieve a goal.

But at this moment, whether it was the return of her ovaries and uterus, or the removal of the psychiatric medication, that awakened the maternal instincts deep within her,

It was Peter's powerful will to protect his family that deeply moved her. She stared at Fury's profile and found him increasingly repulsive, not like a good person.

With this thought in mind, Natasha hesitated for a moment, but ultimately made a decision that went against her status:

“Chief, I must remind you that Peter Parker’s abilities far exceed your imagination; the abilities he demonstrated in the video are merely the tip of the iceberg.”

Black Egg turned around impatiently, his one eye sweeping over Natasha as he asked:

"Besides being strong and being able to repair inorganic materials, what other skills does he have?"

“He…” Natasha took a deep breath and began to speak:

"He can also heal the human body, and even regenerate severed limbs!"

Upon hearing this, Black Egg's expression changed instantly.

My guess was actually right; that little brat really can repair the human body!

If that's the case, not only will the captain be saved, but he himself will also have long-term health protection!

Agents injured during missions don't need to be dismissed immediately!

It can be said that as long as he controls Peter Parker, he can turn all of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s subordinates into nuclear-powered donkeys!

He could even use Peter Parker's abilities to accumulate even more political resources for himself!

Which of those old politicians doesn't have some serious illness?

Just the fact that Peter cured them... that's such a huge favor!

With these favors, wouldn't S.H.I.E.L.D. be able to do whatever they want in the future?

In that instant, the anger in Black Egg's heart was replaced by greed, and his eyes immediately became clear.

If this kid is really that amazing, then granting his little requests wouldn't be out of the question.

However... we certainly can't let him achieve his goal so easily.

We should test the waters first. We should try to lower the price as much as possible, otherwise, if Peter sets a precedent, how will he win over other "Avengers" in the future?

“Natasha…” Fury’s voice became unusually deep, as if he had regained his image as a wise and powerful sage:

"After he gets out of school, I'll go and invite him over immediately. I need to have a good talk with this child."

Natasha rolled her eyes inwardly, but still obediently spoke up:

"Yes, sir."

……

The night was deep, and the city lights were just coming on.

Peter had just stepped outside after dealing with Uncle Ben and Aunt May when he saw Natasha leaning against the door of a black SUV, waiting for him.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Peter got into the car and followed Natasha all the way to the New York branch of S.H.I.E.L.D.