America: A Prodigy of Stereotypes

"Sir, it's like he turned into air, evaporated into the air."

Bernard was on the phone with Norman.

Bernard opened the door to the secret room an hour after Leopold injected the serum, but Leopold had mysteriously disappeared.

"By the way, sir, I feel the temperature in the secret room has dropped; it's a bit cold."

"The room always feels cold, but this time the temperature dropped very noticeably."

"Yes, sir, I will wait for you to come back."

Bernard hung up the phone and stared worriedly at the door to the secret room.

Previously, the secret room was sealed off until Leopold returned and it was opened by them.

The previous owner must have had a reason for sealing the secret room.

"Could it be that painting?"

Bernard had a strange idea.

He felt that Leopold was being consumed by the painting.

The world depicted in the painting is a snow-capped mountain, which is why the temperature in the enclosed room drops.

...That snow-capped mountain landscape painting was sealed in this secret room.

Why would I think that?

"A fairy tale?"

Bernard shook his head.

"May God bless Mr. Leopold."

Bernard began to pray.

Chapter 390 Open Sesame

"If you find anything unusual, come back to me immediately. Don't try to be a hero."

"There's one more thing: don't die."

A portal appeared beneath Li Qun and Peter's feet, rose up, and the two returned to the apartment.

“I thought we were somewhere else, how come we’ve been brought back?” Peter asked.

“We haven’t had dinner yet. We need to fill our stomachs before we can work,” Li Qun said to Peter.

"You're back so quickly today." Gwen was sitting in the living room, watching TV.

“We rushed to Dr. Banner’s place as soon as get out of class ended; something unusual had happened,” Li Qun said.

"Peter, do you want some dumplings?" Li Qun opened the freezer compartment of the refrigerator and looked inside.

“Anything is fine,” Peter replied.

“Then let’s cook dumplings. Peter, do you have enough for twenty dumplings?” Li Qun asked.

"enough."

"Gwen, how many do you want?" Li Qun asked.

“Twelve. I need to control my diet; I can’t get any fatter,” Gwen said.

"Stephanie, how many dumplings do you want?" Li Qun asked from the doorway.

“Fifteen, thank you!!” Stephanie replied.

Liqun took enough dumplings and went into the kitchen to cook them.

"What special event is it?" Gwen asked curiously.

“Dr. Banner said a door has opened, and what’s unusual is the world behind that door; something might come to us,” Peter replied.

"Was it just opened today?" Gwen asked.

“Yes, this afternoon,” Peter replied.

"Will the police have any information?"

As Gwen spoke, she got up, turned on the radio, and tuned the station to an internal NYPD channel.

"I almost forgot about this!"

“Gwen, please listen to the radio at home. If you notice any unusual or unusual incidents, please call me and Liqun,” Peter said.

“Okay.” Gwen nodded in agreement.

After dinner, Peter changed into Spider-Man and went out to look for anomalies, using his webs to move quickly between buildings; while Li Qun walked on the street, using his super sense of smell to detect any unfamiliar scents.

Li Qun held the magic detector given to him by Dr. Banner in his hand, but several hours passed and the detector did not react at all.

At one o'clock in the morning, Li Qun contacted Peter from the rooftop.

"Have you found anything?" Li Qun asked Peter.

"No."

……

……

Norman Osborne and Bernard stood in the secret room, where they took the snow-capped mountain landscape painting off the wall and moved it to the garden.

Norman picked up the flamethrower, and Bernard prepared the fire extinguisher; they were going to burn the bizarre landscape painting.

Flames were sprayed onto the painting, but there was no sign of it burning.

Norman stopped.

“It’s this painting that ate Leopold,” Norman said with a grim face.

"Sir, what should we do next?" Bernard asked.

“Give me the axe,” Norman said.

"Sir, let me do it."

Bernard picked up the axe and chopped down hard at the painting.

The axe blade bounced off the painting the moment it touched it, causing Bernard to stumble.

"Let me do it."

Norman took the axe from Bernard and chopped at the painting again.

The axe was deflected again, not because Bernard's strength had diminished, but because an invisible force was protecting the painting.

“Sir, perhaps we could schedule an exorcist to come to our home,” Bernard said.

Norman looked down at the painting, rubbed his palm against the axe blade repeatedly, and with some effort cut his palm, dripping a few drops of blood onto the painting.

Norman's blood disappeared quickly from the painting, as if the painting had absorbed it.

"master……"

Norman and Bernard simultaneously felt a fresh, cold air emanating from the painting, and the distant view of the snow-capped mountains became real.

Norman threw the axe, and it landed in the painting.

“Incredible…” Bernard exclaimed, “Leopold has entered the painting!”

“No, he might have been taken away by the people in the painting.” Norman frowned.

"The Chronicles of Narnia?" Bernard said.

“What is it?” Norman asked Bernard, turning to him.

"A fantasy classic written by a British author, similar to the magical fairy tales of Harry Potter, with children as the main characters, and a total of seven books."

“In the second book, four children crawl into a wardrobe, only to find themselves in a snowy world ruled by a witch. The four children defeat the witch and save the world from eternal winter,” Bernard replied.

“Should we find four kids now and have them rescue Leopold?” Norman laughed.

Norman looked at the snow-capped mountain landscape painting that had opened a "door," but within minutes the painting returned to its original state, and the fresh air from the other world stopped overflowing.

"Bernard, you give it a try."

Bernard also used an axe to cut open his palm and smeared his blood on the painting.

The painting remains unchanged.

“What does this mean?” Norman asked.

"Ordinary people's blood is useless?" Bernard guessed.

"Or is it because of bloodline?"

“Mr. Leopold is a distant relative of yours.”

Bernard glanced at Norman.

“We’ll pick Harry up tomorrow, draw some blood from him, and say we need to do a medical checkup,” Norman said.

"Yes, sir."

"Find a piece of cloth and cover the painting."

"Yes, sir."

……

……

The magic detectors in Li Qun and Peter's hands beeped, and Li Qun opened a portal and took Peter back to the Sanctuary.

“Dr. Banner, the detector just beeped,” Li Qun said.

“The door just opened again,” Dr. Banner said.

“Dr. Banner, can you sense where the door is?” Li Qun asked.

"It's still in that direction, unchanged from when the door was first opened," Dr. Banner replied.

“I walked all over Manhattan, but the detectors didn’t react at all. They’re probably in another district,” Peter said.