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This time the force was a little too strong, causing a wave to surge. Natasha winced slightly and glared at Locke: "If you're so capable, go shoot Gwen. Her touch is much better than mine."

Upon hearing this, Locke actually nodded and reached out to pull Gwen over.

At this time, the fact that a little girl followed Natasha's eyes here—what does it all mean? We'll have to guess.

One on the left, one on the right, a big fairy, and a little fairy.

Gwen blushed slightly and carefully snuggled closer to Locke, while Natasha simply gave Locke a playful nudge and let him do as he pleased.

"Such a pretty and lovely young girl, I brought her here personally, shouldn't you thank me?"

"Thank you?" Locke looked at Natasha with amusement. "Alright, I'll thank you properly, but I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it."

"Then I'll see just how powerful you really are~" The great fairy is indeed a great fairy, not intimidated at all, her eyes were so charming they were practically dripping with water.

Locke's heart skipped a beat, and without caring about anything else, he picked up the two fairies, one big and one small, and vanished from the spot in an instant.

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The next day, the morning sunlight streamed through the window and shone on the messy bed, where four beautiful legs were intertwined in a chaotic manner. Various clothes were scattered haphazardly on the sofa and the floor, giving an idea of ​​how intense the previous night's events must have been.

On the balcony, Locke sat in a deckchair, studying with great interest the boulder Natasha had brought back.

Locke was well aware of the boulder's power; it could open a planet where the Inhuman King 'The Hive' was located.

This was Locke's idea: if we're going to expand, let's expand it big, maybe even expand it by an entire planet.

Locke is now researching why this boulder has the ability to open up another dimension. The boulder is not complicated; it contains a peculiar spatial power that is connected to a spatial coordinate. Once activated, it instantly opens a spatial passage through that spatial coordinate.

Locke's next task is to duplicate the coordinates several times, then open a long-term portal so that the Hellfire crew can explore that world.

Locke could handle things himself, but if he did everything himself, what was the point of having so many subordinates? To be parasites?

Suddenly, the sliding door behind him opened, and Locke swung his claw and pulled the person who appeared behind him into his arms—it was Spider-Woman Gwen.

I casually placed it on the spot I had played with countless times last night, and to be honest, the feel of it was so good it was mesmerizing.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Gwen's face was still a little shy, but she didn't reject Locke. Instead, she snuggled closer to Locke and inhaled his scent with a fascination.

When did I start to become infatuated with this man?

I don't remember clearly, but I think it was the first time we met that I made a deep impression on you.

Every night, in every dream, I dream of this man.

On several occasions, I even woke up feeling...

She already had a good impression of him, and as she got to know him better, she understood his strength and his gentleness. Women always have a tendency to admire strength, and Gwen, as a superhero, is no exception. Or rather, it is precisely because she is a superhero that she yearns even more for an even stronger being.

If this powerful being is also gentle, then it's simply impossible for a young girl like her to resist.

So, even though she knew Natasha's idea was absurd, she still came. She didn't want to hide her feelings anymore. She wanted to come, she wanted to see this man, and she wanted to openly express her infatuation and affection for him, just like her sister Natasha.

"Darling, may I call you that?"

"Why not?"

Gwen smiled, a sweet smile.

"My dear, my dear, my dear."

"Yes, I'm here, I'm here, I'm here."

Gwen smiled even sweeter, burying her head in Locke's arms and squeezing tightly against him, her hands encircling his broad back.

“Honey, I feel like something strange is happening to me.”

Locke ran a hand through the other man's soft hair: "That's not your imagination, your physique has become stronger."

"Why? What did you do yesterday too?"

"You really didn't do anything?"

Gwen's face flushed red again, clearly remembering the absurdity of last night.

Locke comforted the little girl and explained, "Having reached my level, whether in terms of life level or life essence, you have reached a completely different level from ordinary people. Even if you do nothing, even if you just stay by my side, you will still be enhanced by the energy emanating from my body."

Gwen opened her mouth slightly, staring blankly at Locke. She had always known that Locke was strong, but she had never understood just how strong. Now she realized that he was even more powerful than she had imagined. Just being by Locke's side could make her stronger? This was simply beyond her comprehension.

"What? Don't believe it?"

Gwen shook her head vigorously: "No, no, how could I not believe you, darling?"

"Well, well... I was a little surprised."

"You'll be surprised more and more in the future."

Gwen nodded. To everyone in the world who knew about Hellfire, it was shrouded in mystery, and she naturally believed that her surprises would only grow.

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Locke saw through the other person's completely different thoughts, but didn't say much. He would understand as they got to know each other better.

"Perfect timing, I haven't given you a special gift yet."

“Yes,” Gwen was referring to the combat detectors and badges.

Locke shook his head: "Those standard items aren't really special gifts."

After thinking for a while, Locke spoke again: "With the resources of Hellfire, your physique and strength can continue to grow stronger, so I don't need to worry about it. If you are interested in other abilities, you can learn or try them out."

After thinking for a moment, Gwen shook her head: "Forget it, darling. I just need to develop my own power. If I learn too much, it will get messy and worse."

As a top student, Gwen naturally understands the importance of specialization.

Locke nodded: "That's fine too. Your spider mutation already has a wide range of abilities; you just need to keep developing them."

"However, there is one problem. Your spider abilities are good in every way, except that your ultimate lethality is a bit lacking."

“I know you don’t really like killing, but not doing it and not having it are two different things. You need a real ability that can decide the outcome of a battle. In other words, you need a powerful move.”

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Locke casually yanked off a strand of his hair, then twirled it with his finger, causing crimson chaotic energy to swirl around it. In no time, the entire strand of hair was completely enveloped by the chaotic energy.

The next moment, Locke casually pinched the hair, and it turned into a special ring, which he then casually put on Gwen's finger.

"This ring can enhance your spider silk abilities. Next, you can activate special red spider silk. This spider silk not only has a hundred times more toughness than normal spider silk, but it can also conjure various weapons for you, or turn into close-fitting clothing to protect yourself. Most importantly, when you encounter real danger, you can directly control and detonate the red spider silk with your mind. The explosive force is under your control. Whether it is extreme explosive power or defensive power, it is comparable to the full power of a single hair of mine."

"That single hair, though not much, is no less powerful than a nuclear explosion."

Gwen's eyes sparkled, and she suddenly leaned in and gave Locke a passionate kiss: "Darling, thank you!"

Strength isn't that important, but she really likes this ring.

Suddenly, another hot, sexy body snuggled into Locke's arms, and Natasha's jealous voice rang out: "You're biased! You're always biased!"

"You're so good to your little one, you're willing to give him anything, but I've never seen you give me any gifts."

Locke smiled. He naturally wouldn't say anything about how many things he had given you before. He casually plucked another hair and, using the same method, created another ring.

However, unlike the ring given to Gwen, which seemed to be inlaid with rubies, this one was blue, and it also surged with the power of electricity.

"It's similar to the one I gave Gwen, except yours can't shoot special spider silk, but it can collect electricity, making it like an unlimited power bank. In critical moments, it can unleash its full power to release a massive electric attack. All other functions are the same."

Natasha was satisfied and gave him a passionate kiss in return.

At the same time, the great fairy's hand began to grope, and her eyes became alluring again.

Chapter Ninety-Four: A New Trading World, Doomsday!

Antarctica is a place where icebergs and snowfields are the eternal sights. The extreme temperatures mean that only by wearing a full set of protective clothing can one survive and move around in this land.

Climate scientist Jack Hall works here; his main tasks are observation, recording, and forecasting.

The increasingly cold wind blew by, and even Jack Hall, who was already wearing a full set of protective clothing, felt a biting chill. But he no longer cared about it, or rather, he had already gotten used to it.

He began organizing his tools; the data collection for the day was almost complete.

Suddenly, a tremor occurred inexplicably, followed by a loud rumble. Behind Jack Hall, a terrifying crack suddenly appeared, stretching to the horizon as if the entire Antarctic had split open.

Jack Hall was horrified. He was not horrified by the sudden appearance of the rift, but by the fact that the information he had collected was now on the other side of the rift, and that the data was moving further and further away as time went on and the rift widened.

That was the culmination of countless days and nights of his and all of them's hard work.

Jack Hall gritted his teeth, took a few steps back, and then suddenly leaped to the other side of the crack, quickly gathering important documents and other items.

Behind him, two colleagues watched in horror.

"Jack, come back quickly, danger!"

"Put down those damn documents! You can't jump back while you're holding onto them!"

Jack Hall was stubborn and determined not to let everyone's hard work go to waste.

With lightning speed, "380" gathered all the most important things and held them in his arms. Jack Hall looked at the crack, which was even wider than before, and a hint of fear appeared deep in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and prepared to risk rushing through.

Suddenly, a strange voice rang out abruptly in Jack Hall's ear.

The sound was so abrupt that Jack Hall was momentarily stunned. In that moment of hesitation, the crack had widened to over three meters, a width that no normal person could jump across. Any further risk would surely lead to certain death.

The other party's two colleagues were frantic when they saw this and began searching everywhere for tools that could save Jack Hall.

On the contrary, Jack Hall himself calmed down at this moment. Highly intelligent people often have a curiosity that far exceeds that of ordinary people. It is precisely because of this curiosity that they are more likely to create all kinds of great inventions.

At that moment, Jack Hall was curious about what had just happened.

It was at this moment that the abrupt sound rang out again.

"A suitable dimension has been detected. Dimensional transaction can be initiated. Do you wish to initiate the transaction?"

Suitable plane!

As a climatologist, even if my knowledge in some areas isn't that broad, I can't possibly be unfamiliar with the concept of "dimensional plane"!

Dimensional trade!

In an instant, Jack Hall's breathing became rapid.

Clearly, this presents an opportunity to trade with other parts of the world.

Jack Hall didn't understand the underlying principles or what the items being traded were, but at that moment, the scholar's curiosity reached its peak. No scholar or doctor could suppress the curiosity about what seemed to be another world, and Jack Hall was certain of that.

How do I turn it on?

"Turn it on?"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Jack Hall said "yes" several times.

In an instant, a screen of light appeared out of thin air in Jack Hall's vision, and after a moment of snowflakes, the image of a person appeared in his sight.

This was a very handsome man. Jack Hall considered his son to be a rare handsome man, but compared to the man opposite him, even with the natural advantage of their close father-son relationship, Jack Hall felt that this man was far more handsome than his son.

Strangely, despite the other person being very handsome, Jack Hall didn't seem to care much about that aspect. Or rather, what overshadowed the other person's handsome face was their aura, an aura that Jack Hall had never seen before.

He resembled some of the high-ranking government officials, and others of the refined air cultivated by ancient nobles. Upon closer inspection, however, he seemed to transcend both. Jack Hall felt his vocabulary was somewhat inadequate.

If he had to choose one word to describe it, at this moment he thought of 'God' and 'Holy Spirit', these legendary words.

“Oh, a new trader!” Locke looked at the other party with interest.

"If you don't mind, please tell me your name first."

For some reason, Jack Hall answered without even thinking.

“My name is Jack Hall, I am a climatologist, and I am currently working in Antarctica.”

Locke was somewhat puzzled. Traders who connect different dimensions are usually the protagonists of their respective worlds, or at the very least, important supporting characters. But he really didn't recognize this name.

Most importantly, are we talking about climatologists? Or Antarctica? Or just an ordinary technological world?

Jack Hall, on the other hand, frowned. Strangely, he couldn't bring himself to not answer the other's questions. It was as if he had to answer, and it wasn't even a feeling of being forced. It was like how an ordinary person, when seeing a high-ranking official or capitalist who was usually hard to reach, would unconsciously answer all the other's questions. This was out of awe for the other's power and capital.

The problem is, he's no ordinary person. He's not only a climatologist but also a renowned PhD, capable of calling the vice president directly. Even the vice president has never given him such a strange feeling.

"Damn it, Jack, what are you standing there for? The crack is almost at your feet!"

"Fuck, look down at your feet!"

Jack Hall glanced down instinctively, and at that moment, his eyes widened in terror.

With a snap, the ice beneath Jack Hall's feet shattered instantly. Jack Hall quickly turned around and grabbed the edge of the ice with all his might, barely managing to avoid falling immediately. However, the ice was not very hard, and he could slip at any moment.