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Chapter 189: Black Widow's Statement

The plot involving Doctor Strange includes Dormammu, a major antagonist, and I can't get involved.

Falling in love with Doctor Strange—or negotiating terms? It feels like I've been kicked in the head by a donkey for even considering it.

Moreover, he has a body of steel, making it quite difficult for Dormammu to eliminate him.

Back in the day, I worked under Hela and gained the skill of Death Resistance. Essentially, time rewinds after death, similar to the time-manipulating powers of Doctor Strange.

Over the years, perhaps because I've become too proficient with this skill, I've rarely used it and almost forgotten it.

The next major plotline—Stark training Peter—might not unfold for a while. New York is currently chaotic, with schools suspended. Our friendly neighborhood Peter Parker is shivering at home.

"Dingling," the phone rang.

Looking at it, I realized it wasn't a typical Earth signal. There's a special communicator in the universe, which Thor has modified to merge with Earth's mobile phone functionality.

"Hi, is that Rocket?"

"Help! I'm dying! There's a mad golden woman sending a large number of troops after us!"

Previously, Thor had promised the Guardians of the Galaxy that he would help in any crisis since he had assisted with forging their battle axe.

In fact, Thor had killed his father, Ego, to fulfill Star-Lord's mission of rescuing his father. But now, this situation was clearly different.

"A mad golden woman? Did you steal something from someone?"

If I'm guessing correctly, it must be the Sovereign. The golden-skinned race is a highly evolved society with advanced genetic engineering technology and unmanned spaceships capable of interstellar control. The leader is High Priestess Ayesha.

"It's not me. It's that idiot Quill who offended the High Priestess!"

Thor:

Is this the truth?

Watching the movie, I was puzzled by why so many fleets were sent to pursue Star-Lord and his team just for a few batteries.

Are the Sovereigns really that foolish?

Well, the situation seems to be explained now.

Star-Lord's disgruntled voice came through: "Can you blame me? The High Priestess herself said she wanted to have an academic exchange with me—about the ancient methods of creating newborn!"

"So, you snuck into her room at night and got caught by the guards?"

Thor ended the call, not wanting to hear more of their excuses.

It seemed the plot had deviated slightly. In the original storyline, Star-Lord had rejected the High Priestess's advances, right?

Unbeknownst to him, his use of a brain-damaging technique had accidentally tricked Star-Lord, causing him to act awkwardly and attract unwanted attention. It was said he almost ended up naked in public.

As a result, the relationship between Gamora and him had slowed considerably.

"Hi, is Thor around?"

Stark, looking anxious, arrived at the door.

"No, he went out alone yesterday. It might be a while before he returns," Natalia replied as she opened the door.

"Damn it! I just called again, and Doctor Strange told me he has switched careers, and Rhodes is still paralyzed!"

"Perhaps you should try Wakanda. Their technology might handle such paralysis more effectively. For them, it's a minor procedure," Natalia suggested thoughtfully.

"Okay, that's the only option. I'll contact Banner later; he's on his way to becoming the Prince of Wakanda," Stark nodded and walked away.

After a few steps, he turned around, staring intently at Natalia, and asked earnestly, "Have you really decided to retire?"

Natalia smiled warmly, "It's not retirement. I'm strictly adhering to the Sokovia Accords and will never operate in any country that has signed them. I don't want to be a wanted fugitive."

"Even if the world needs you?" Stark asked quietly.

"Yes," Natalia responded without hesitation.

"That's not like you."

"Do you think I'm someone who would make sacrifices alone for the greater good?"

Stark fell silent.

Natalia lowered her voice, "You're right, it doesn't quite fit my usual demeanor."

"Honestly, if it were up to me, I might have agreed to sign the bill. But in this world, there is one person who could change my principles, and that's His Highness Thor."

"He told me that unless the Sokovia Accords are officially repealed, everything in this country and everyone in the estate are none of my concern."

"He said it, so that's what I'll do!"