"Felicia!"
"I'm here!"
"Come with me to the lounge—I have something good to show you!"
"Huh? Right now?! Boss, you still have other plans this afternoon, and Miss Skye is waiting for you."
"Work comes first! If there's something to do, do it quickly!"
Aaron raised his hand and granted Super Flexibility to Felicia.
The Primordial Furnace had a unique trait—once Aaron smelted a species, its data was permanently recorded.
As an existence above concepts,
even if he granted powers to someone else, he didn't need to smelt the same material again—it could be directly created from nothing.
It cost him nothing.
It cost the Primordial Furnace nothing!
Theoretically, Aaron could mass-produce superhumans on his level.
He could even create "monsters," "mutants," and "ability beasts."
For example, if he fully transferred the traits of a Hercules beetle to someone, that person would gain giant pincers, an ultra-tough exoskeleton, and the strength of dozens of tons!
If he granted tiger-like traits, he could create a tiger-human hybrid.
If he applied snake-like traits, he could make a half-human, half-serpent Medusa.
In short, the limit of the Primordial Furnace was Aaron's imagination and the strongest creatures he smelted.
The more data he recorded, the more he could combine different traits to create even more unique experimental beings.
This meant that, if he wished, Aaron could become a behind-the-scenes villain—mass-producing all sorts of creatures and unleashing chaos upon the Marvel Universe!
But… in Marvel, villains usually die horrible deaths.
For now, Aaron was focused on power-ups and romance—enjoying a different kind of life.
Of course, if necessary…
Aaron didn't mind creating some monsters and accidents.
In Marvel, if dozens of alligator-men, gorilla-beasts, or shark-mutants suddenly emerged on the streets…
That wouldn't be too weird, would it?
Aaron also considered forming a special squad for covert missions.
Monster Squad
Mutant Beast Squad
Mutant Insect Squad
He could even take on an alternate identity to lead the squad…
Then?
Infiltrate S.H.I.E.L.D., or eliminate enemy forces.
On the surface, he'd remain the rising capital star of Oscorp.
But in the shadows, he'd become a nightmare feared by every faction.
If he branched off his abilities, his public identity could be built around elemental mastery.
While his nightmare identity could focus on pure physical and weapon-based close combat.
Maybe he should create an exoskeleton suit? A symbiote armor? A bio-suit?
Aaron considered it briefly but decided to set the idea aside for now.
Back to the task at hand!
Finally, he could fully explore some high-difficulty movements!
…
Meanwhile…
Inside a high-security lab, isolated from network signals, heavily guarded, and locked down tight…
Skye was bored out of her mind, waiting for Aaron.
Her thoughts drifted back to what she had just seen.
At first, she was furious when Aaron privately negotiated fighter jets with the military elites.
But later…
After witnessing Oscorp's biological breakthroughs—the kind that could change human history and benefit all of humanity—
She fell silent.
Oscorp wasn't conducting horrific human experiments.
Instead, they were about to complete a world-changing project—
"Rebirth."
Yes, that was the name.
It meant every person could have a new chance at life!
Skye was naïve, but not stupid.
This wasn't what Rising Tide had told her.
If she had hacked through Oscorp's firewall and stolen their secrets, would Rising Tide truly have shared the findings with the public?
Or would they have sold it off for profit?
Wasn't this just corporate espionage under a false banner of justice?
Skye felt her worldview crumbling.
Her anger at being deceived burned hotter.
…
Half an hour passed…
"Why hasn't Aaron come yet?"
Skye scratched her head in frustration.
One hour passed…
"Felicia said they'd be here soon…"
She thought of Felicia's usual gentle smile and assumed they were just delayed.
Three hours passed…
Then she remembered Aaron's terrible personality—her heart dropped.
"Wait… am I being imprisoned?!"
Skye's thoughts spiraled.
She had heard rumors.
Certain powerful people would build private cells for their…
"hobbies."
Some would even buy an entire island…
And now—
Was she in that exact situation?!
Oh my God! Nooo!!
…
The Fourth Hour…
Finally, the door opened.
Felicia stepped in, her face slightly flushed, but looking refreshed and energized. She brought food for Skye.
"Where's Aaron?! I admit my mistakes! I'll accept any punishment! Just don't do this to me!"
Skye whimpered.
Felicia's expression turned odd—was Skye misunderstanding something?
"Miss Skye, the boss is currently on a date with a beautiful lady, so he doesn't have time for you right now. Maybe tomorrow morning… Or maybe tomorrow afternoon?"
"So, in the meantime, please stay here."
Felicia set the food down, gently pried Skye's hands off her, and maintained her polite, distant smile.
Skye froze.
"…A date? He's on a date?!"
Her voice rose dramatically.
Felicia ignored her and turned to leave.
Skye stared blankly at her departing figure.
I'm locked in here, and he just went off on a date?!
She clawed at her hair, screaming internally.
What kind of nonsense is this?!
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