What's wrong with Superman's son wanting to be Superman?

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"No, I am here to bring you prosperity."

The head-shaking giant's voice was very sincere.

What kind of prosperity?

Ian, out of curiosity, also probed a bit.

"The flourishing of life."

The Titan was still pedantically arguing over words, his pretentious manner almost bordering on the pretentiousness of wearing wire-rimmed glasses. Seeing this, Thor finally lost his patience and, through gritted teeth, exposed Thanos's true colors.

"He's a drug dealer! The Titans are the largest aphrodisiac-producing race in the universe! His legion is a sales force! They peddle their damn fertility potions all over the universe!"

Thor's words exploded like a bomb in everyone's ears. Ian, Captain America, and Gwen all stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief and incredulity.

"No? Is the new Marvel universe making another push?"

Ian, who was still figuring out how to fool Thanos by sending small fry to Earth first and then sending big fry after the heroes had leveled up, was instantly struck dumb.

Thanos frowned in displeasure.

"Crown Prince of Asgard, do not define the mission of our Titan race with your narrow-minded understanding." Thanos's deeply lined face was filled with seriousness and piety.

"That's not an aphrodisiac, it's the gospel of life."

He has clearly fallen in love with someone else and is now a devout apostle of life.

The air was somewhat quiet.

Even Ian couldn't find anything to say to liven things up. The flying saucer slowly landed on the platform of the pharmaceutical factory, and when the hatch opened, it released a mist with a strange, sweet fragrance.

"Everyone can come and take a look, and correct your misconceptions." Thanos led everyone down the gangway with steady steps, his metal boots making a dull sound on the alloy floor.

“I have always felt that I was born extraordinary, so I led the Titans to take on the responsibility of spreading life. This is a problem I discovered when I traveled through the universe in my youth. The vast starry sky is so beautiful, but life is so scarce that a civilization cannot even be born in a star system.”

"We have failed the Creator's gift, so I will make the number of life in the universe commensurate with the size of this universe." Thanos's eyes gleamed with fanaticism.

His ideas are indeed somewhat polarized.

"Damn it! Thanos! Even so, that's no excuse for you to secretly poison our well water, causing a large number of Asgardian men to become pregnant!"

Thor's blond hair stood on end in anger, and Mjolnir sizzled in his hand.

"Why not?" Thanos retorted coldly, his tone carrying an almost religious fervor. "The universe needs fairness, and this is the way of balance."

Some of Thanos's ideas still exist.

It just deviated slightly from the normal trajectory.

"You are crazy!"

Thor roared at Thanos. Gwen watched Ian from the side and noticed that he was writing and drawing in a small notebook, his brows furrowed as if he was doing some kind of research.

"What are you doing?" Gwen couldn't help but ask.

“I’m taking notes,” Ian replied without looking up. “I’m not sure if Thanos’s behavior is a mental illness, so I need to go back and talk to my psychiatrist.”

Gwen remained silent after hearing this.

She discovered that Ian didn't seem to have given up on his dream of becoming a psychiatrist. Just then, Thanos led them through the production line and began introducing his "masterpiece."

"This is 'Rapid Pregnancy Elixir,' which can shorten your Earthlings' pregnancy period to three days." He pointed to a row of bubbling pink potions, his tone filled with pride and self-satisfaction.

"??????"

Gwen's mouth opened into an "O" shape.

"This is a 'Many Children, Many Blessings Customized Agent.' Want twins? Triplets? Or even decuplets? Just adjust the dosage. Verified by three thousand civilizations, it is safe and has no side effects."

"This is a pairing drug. After taking it, the body will naturally secrete a special pheromone that can spread in the vacuum of space and attract the most genetically compatible partner."

"However, it may occasionally attract some cross-species suitors, so users should be cautious. There is also this, the latest product, the symbiotic gestation sac, which is an implantable external gestation sac that can also be worn by men. Both partners only need to contribute their seed once to cultivate a fetus outside the body, without affecting daily life at all."

"Whoever gets tired of carrying the capsule, or has something else to do, can exchange the capsule with another person to carry it. It's fair, fair, absolutely fair."

"Of course, if you think this is too tiring, we also have this gene-modifying agent. No need to envy oviparous animals, we can make you oviparous animals too."

"One egg laying, combined with our incubator, ensures healthy babies and easy parenting... The top choice for busy people. Perhaps your baby will hatch in the incubator and eat its own eggshell, and you won't even realize it when it grows up~" Thanos's enthusiasm seemed to be ignited here, and he frantically promoted the product in his factory.

"What is this?" Ian also picked up a potion and asked. Inside the factory, there was a huge showroom displaying countless bottles and jars, each labeled with a different function.

"Oh, that's our star product, 'Ode to Life,' which extends the golden period of fertility by 300%, and for men, it can increase the duration of conception by about 3,000 percent."

Thanos raised an eyebrow at Ian.

"You're truly a master! A master among masters!"

Ian was convinced.

Gwen was speechless, Thor gritted his teeth, and Captain America stepped forward somewhat subtly. That's Captain America for you; he's always the first to step up when trouble comes.

"Well, I have a friend, yes, a friend, Bucky Barnes, who might need this. Can I buy it?" Captain America, his ears turning red, pulled out his empty wallet.

There were more than a dozen coins inside.

There was only one ten-dollar bill.

“Of course, no problem.” Thanos smiled slightly, looking at Captain America Steve, as if he could see through Steve’s soul. “As long as you sign a contract promising to give birth to at least ten lives in your lifetime, you can receive this kind of universal serum for free. If you can promise to give birth to one hundred, I will give you the Gold Enhanced Version.”

As expected of the cosmic overlord.

You can see the problem at a glance.

Captain America, Steve Rogers, nodded without hesitation.

"Where do I sign? I can do it, I can do it..." He was so eager to collect the medicine that he forgot about logical consistency.

He blurted it out and rushed forward, but after seeing the strange looks from his companions, he immediately realized his lapse in composure, as if he had revealed something that couldn't be revealed.

"It's all...it's all the fault of the super soldier serum." Steve realized that some of the illnesses could no longer be hidden, so he immediately shifted the blame, his tone hesitant and slightly unsure of himself.

“I understand, I understand. It’s like the power of nine dragons, the body’s internal cholesterol, and technology damaging male charm. That’s common sense.” Ian looked at Steve with a sympathetic gaze.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Captain America was granted a pardon.

"Ian, you are indeed very knowledgeable."

He gave Ian a thumbs up for coming to his rescue.

"This way."

Thanos, who has always been invincible, is no exception. He has directly conquered the first human on Earth. In a good mood, he led Captain America to a factory counter.

One Earthling has fallen.

Will other Earthlings be far behind?

"Damn it!"

Thor stomped his feet in anger as he watched Captain America follow Thanos to sign the contract.

“This is poisoning the universe! Defying nature!” He turned to Gwen for support. “Don’t you agree? Gwen, Steve is a traitor, a traitor to nature and humanity!”

Gwen didn't give Thor the response he wanted. She stared at the drugs thoughtfully: "Actually... if men could have children too, it sounds pretty fair."

The second human might also be conquered by the invincible Thanos army.

"Did you inhale Titan smog and ruin your brain?!" Thor stared wide-eyed in disbelief, turning to find Ian to reason with him, only to find that the guy had already slipped to the display case.

The evil god was having a heated discussion with the Titan researcher in a white coat.

"Can this thing make a human with wings on its back pregnant? Like, a litter of twenty-six babies?" Ian stood at the end of the pharmaceutical production line, holding a test tube with a pearly luster in his hand, looking expectantly at the technician beside him.

The bold idea in my mind was already about to be revealed.

The technician adjusted his goggles; he had clearly misunderstood Ian's question about race, so he answered without hesitation, "Of course! The Feathered People have been using our products for decades, and we can customize everything from singletons to twelfths..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ian's eyes were already shining like those of an explorer who had discovered a new continent, and he immediately threw out his second question.

"What about those guys with horns on their heads? Will they also receive the blessing of life?" Ian still remembered what Thanos had said about fairness.

Having witnessed such technology, he no longer doubted whether Thanos had a mental illness; he felt he had found a kindred spirit.

"Huh? A race with horns on their heads?" The technician frowned, pondering which race in the universe fit this description.

next moment.

Gwen suddenly gasped, her face turning deathly pale.

"Are you crazy?!"

She grabbed Ian by the collar, and although she lowered her voice, it was still distorted by fear.

"You're going to capture angels and demons to raise in captivity?! You're going to open a breeding farm for gods and demons?!" Gwen truly lives up to her reputation as the person who understands Ian best in the Marvel Universe.

"No, why would you think that?" Ian blinked, his tone puzzled. His reaction finally put Gwen at ease.

Just when Gwen thought she was overthinking things...

“I don’t need to catch them. Angels and demons love me, and they will come to me on their own,” Ian said with immense pride.

"?????"

Gwen's voice rose eight octaves, "Damn it! You've already caught them?! How many have you caught?! How could you possibly have contact with angels?!"

She firmly believed that Ian was an evil god. According to the settings in TV series and movies, shouldn't this be a race that is naturally defeated by angels?

"Oh, I might have forgotten to tell you, I'm not just an evil god, I'm also the King of Angels, Ian. So if you're going to be more filial to me in the future, I'll send you to Heaven too." Ian imitated Doctor Strange, slowly raising one index finger.

Gwen didn't care about Ian's identity; she only cared whether Ian had captured the angel.

"One...one? Or a whole bunch?" Gwen felt that Ian's finger was not simple, but she still held onto a sliver of hope.

Ian's smile was very sunny.

"Take them all down! But don't worry, it won't affect you. I am the King of Angels of the Higher Heavens, and I am a completely different person from your Lower Heavens."

This is a chilling answer that makes one think carefully.

"!!!!!!"

Gwen's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and Thor's face went from deathly pale to ashen, as if he had suddenly realized something terrible.

If even angels can't escape, what chance do the Asgardians have of escaping the clutches of evil? At this moment, the Asgardian crown prince felt a pang of patriotism for the first time. Just then, Captain America emerged, carrying a briefcase and looking radiant.

"What are you talking about?"