Compared to Jinx and Su Modie, who were still relatively normal humans, Lux and Reze, sitting on the other side, didn't have as many thoughts about Rize. Reze's train of thought was simple—she wasn't human to begin with.
As a Weapon Human, she felt no innate human aversion or fear toward the act of eating raw human flesh.
After all, in the past, whenever Weapon Humans like her were injured and needed to recover stamina during battle, the simplest and most brutal method was to drink large amounts of blood.
Of course, Reze had now become "henpecked," completely managed by Su Modie.
After all, drinking blood made one's breath smell, and with the support of blood bags that could be taken from the [Inventory] at any time...
Naturally, there was no need for her to grab a human and gnaw on them raw in the middle of a fight like before, getting blood all over her mouth and looking unsightly.
Although there was a slight difference between drinking blood and eating meat, it wasn't by much.
Therefore, Reze naturally held no prejudice against Rize's tastes.
On the contrary, Reze felt a Strange sense of kinship with Rize, as if... she were seeing an older sister.
Looking closer, that really seemed to be the case.
Reze had purple hair, and Rize had purple hair too.
Both were non-human species hidden in human society, and both even had a complicated history with coffee. What was even more uncanny was that Reze's English name was "Reze," while Rize's was "Rize."
Who could say they weren't sisters?
Even S.H.I.E.L.D. wouldn't believe otherwise.
Thus, a vivid scene appeared at the booth—
Jinx was on pins and needles, staring at the cake in front of her and swallowing hard, not daring to move, while Reze was already chatting happily with Rize, whom she had only met two days ago.
As for why Lux wasn't afraid of Rize either...
It wasn't because she had some hidden trump card; it was simply that this naive girl was lighthearted. She was happy to see anyone, and even facing a man-eating Ghoul, she sweetly called her "Sister Rize."
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Su Modie brought the topic back on track.
"Back to the Thunderbolts."
Su Modie picked up her coffee with sugar cubes and took a small sip. "Although this team is currently directly under Makima and is an important pawn for her to expand her power within S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury is still pressing down on her from above."
"Unless Makima can kick that Black Braised Egg off his throne tomorrow and become the Director herself, we can't put all our eggs in this one basket."
"However, the Thunderbolts gave me an idea."
A glint of cunning flashed in Su Modie's beautiful eyes. "Since official teams are restricted, we can completely build a team of our own."
Of course, Su Modie wasn't referring to her current, unnamed squad of Villainesses.
What she wanted to establish was an external team composed primarily of Marvel's local powerhouses but under the absolute Control of the Villainesses and Su Modie. She would recruit people like Ghost Rider, who were powerful and held special feelings for certain Villainesses, to work for them.
In simpler terms, this could be built into a "Simp Squad" exclusive to the Villainesses.
Of course, it wouldn't be limited to men.
Because of Ghost Rider, a team that was very active in the comics but hadn't shown any sign of existence in her Universe suddenly popped into Su Modie's mind.
"Everyone, should we... bring the Midnight Sons to life?"
"Midnight Sons?" Reze tilted her head in confusion.
"Yes, the Midnight Sons."
Su Modie nodded.
Midnight Sons
This team is very similar to the Avengers, but its positioning is completely different.
If the Avengers are superheroes who deal with alien and Earth crises, then the Midnight Sons can be called the supernatural Avengers.
In Su Modie's memory, the regular members of this team were a chaotic bunch of monsters—
There was Ghost Rider, Blade, Doctor Strange and Wong, Morbius the Living Vampire, Werewolf by Night, Moon Knight, Man-Thing, Elsa Bloodstone, and so on.
They were all creatures from the supernatural and magic side of Marvel.
For various reasons—either because they looked too terrifying to follow a normal hero path, or because their personalities were too extreme—they couldn't appear in the spotlight like the Avengers.
Consequently, these ruthless characters who couldn't stand the light formed a team called the "Midnight Sons" in the shadows, specifically to combat the mysterious magical and supernatural forces threatening Earth.
Now, Su Modie might be able to bring this organization into existence early and become the boss behind the Midnight Sons.
Currently, Doctor Strange, the future leader of the Midnight Sons, was still a chief surgeon in a hospital. The first Ghost Rider, Johnny Blaze, was still wandering around, riding his motorcycle at night with his mind full of the little Angel Lux.
As for the second Ghost Rider, Danny Ketch, he was probably still a kid who hadn't even grown hair yet.
These future big shots who would call the shots on the magic side were currently just a mess of loose sand!
The more Su Modie thought about it, the more excited she became.
This was an excellent opportunity to form the Midnight Sons in advance and recruit supernatural talents for herself!
In terms of being full of talent
Her plan was to have Villainesses like Rize, who were more or less "shady" in nature, take the lead, and then have Lux, with her [Illumination Affinity] passive, trick and coax all those supernatural monsters wandering in the dark into their ranks.
Those who could be recruited through Talk-no-Jutsu like Ghost Rider would be recruited that way.
For those where that didn't work, she'd ask Makima to step in and beat them into submission through Control.
By then, the Thunderbolts would be in the light, using official resources at will, while the Midnight Sons would be in the shadows, controlling supernatural forces.
Simultaneously possessing the top two powers in the Marvel Universe—one in the light and one in the dark—would be enough to handle most threats that might come. It would be simply too good!
Of course, a plan was just a plan; the specific execution still needed to be considered.
Let Makima's Thunderbolts set the example first.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
As the two young ladies swaggered off to skip work, only Toomes and the others were left in the underground Inventory, sighing in resignation.
Mason was depressed, but his hands and feet were not slow.
Bending down, he picked up a heavy cardboard box full of Chitauri individual flight vehicle parts and wobbled toward his workbench. As he passed Jinx's workbench, which was as messy as a junkyard, Mason habitually glanced at it.
"Huh?"
He stopped in his tracks, letting out a sound of surprise.
At this moment, in the middle of that workbench piled with scrap metal, the Chitauri Signal transmitter panel that Jinx had been repairing earlier was sitting quietly.
That crazy girl had spray-painted a big-headed Lux doll on the panel, with messy lines and a rather abstract design, but that wasn't the point. The point was the red indicator light on the panel, which had been stubbornly flashing to represent an error.
At some point, it had actually turned green, representing normal operation.
That green light was now flashing frequently in the dim underground Inventory with a rhythmic pace, as if it were breathing.
Buzz... buzz... buzz...
"Is this... fixed?"
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