Her stomach kept growling with hunger—and there was still nothing to eat.
More importantly, she was being locked up here, unable to go home for dinner.
And on top of that, someone had actually shot at her.
That was the final straw.
Carrie's pent-up irritation completely exploded.
"Fire! Fire!"
The kidnappers panicked. Without caring about the students around them, they raised their guns and opened fire at Carrie.
In the next instant, Carrie's eyes lit up with a deep violet glow.
All the bullets froze in midair.
Then, as if time itself had been halted, the bullets dropped to the ground with a chorus of metallic clinks.
Another flash of purple light—
Pale violet energy instantly surrounded every kidnapper.
Amid their terrified screams and flailing limbs, their bodies slowly lifted into the air.
"You bad people," Carrie said angrily.
"Carrie is mad!"
Her eyes flashed again.
All the kidnappers were hurled violently away.
Their automatic rifles twisted and crumpled under the purple energy, turning into mangled lumps of metal that fell uselessly to the floor.
The kidnappers lay scattered across the ground, screaming in pain—
arms broken, legs shattered.
The students stared in stunned silence.
They had always thought Carrie was just a cute girl who got hungry easily.
They had never imagined… this.
---
Hearing the commotion, the kidnapper leader and his men rushed out.
The moment they saw the scene, their faces went pale.
But the leader quickly stopped his men from firing.
He had already noticed the bullet casings all over the floor.
As someone who had seen the world, he had encountered special-powered individuals before.
And Carrie looked young—very young.
His mind raced, and he quickly changed tactics.
"What do you want?"
He asked carefully, watching Carrie, who hadn't attacked again.
"I want food. I want to go home," Carrie replied.
"I can get you food," the leader said immediately.
"But you must stop attacking!"
He turned around and shouted at his men,
"Go get food right now! Are you trying to get us killed?!"
"Carrie, why don't you finish them off?" Lana whispered anxiously.
"If you do, we can escape!"
Carrie blinked her big eyes and replied seriously,
"My brother said that if I meet bad people, as long as they don't try to hurt me or others, I should stay where I am and wait for him to come."
"…Huh?"
The students around her were completely stunned.
"That's… allowed?"
"Brother said he's afraid I might lose control," Carrie continued.
"If I accidentally kill someone, that would be very bad."
She suddenly grinned brightly.
"Don't worry, everyone. As long as Carrie is here, they can't hurt you. And my brother will find this place very soon."
Hearing this—and seeing the kidnappers' miserable state—the students finally calmed down.
They realized she was right.
With Carrie's power, the kidnappers clearly couldn't hurt anyone anymore.
And if she really lost control…
someone would die.
At their age, killing someone would leave a lifelong psychological scar.
---
Very soon, the kidnappers hurriedly offered food like tributes.
Carrie sat quietly, stuffing herself with snacks and desserts, no longer moving.
Only then did the kidnapper leader finally let out a long breath.
"Damn it!" he cursed.
"Call Norman Osborn again! Tell him to hurry up!"
"If this keeps going, we won't be able to control the situation—and none of us will get out alive!"
He never imagined that a girl named Carrie would suddenly ruin everything.
If she hadn't been so… manageable, they would already be dead.
---
Elsewhere
Norman Osborn was inside a hidden room, putting on the armor he had personally developed.
As the head of the Osborn Group, he was never someone who could be easily controlled.
Through the phone call alone, he had already pinpointed the kidnappers' location.
The item being delivered by car was indeed the real thing they wanted.
But that didn't mean he was defenseless.
"Let's see if you're alive long enough to use it," he muttered coldly.
Norman put on a vicious-looking helmet and stepped onto an anti-gravity glider.
Thanks to research derived from the Kryptonian ship, military tech had advanced rapidly.
This glider was faster and lighter than the one from the movies.
The window opened automatically.
The Green Goblin launched into the sky.
---
Two Minutes Earlier
Lucas hovered high in the sky.
Carrie's kidnapping had made him anxious—
but not because he feared for her safety.
He feared what would happen if she truly lost control.
If she snapped, the consequences could be catastrophic.
Thankfully, he had repeatedly warned Carrie never to act recklessly in emergencies.
Right now, the four major departments were fully occupied dealing with S.H.I.E.L.D.
Calling them for help was impossible.
He could have contacted President Ellis, Luthor, or Tony to use satellites.
With over a thousand students involved, the target would be massive.
But issuing commands, adjusting satellite angles, and transmitting images would take over ten minutes.
Too slow.
It was faster to do it himself.
Lucas closed his eyes.
His powerful mental energy spread outward at high speed.
Normally, his Ki-sensing range was about one kilometer—
far from enough.
In the original stories, Goku and Vegeta could sense powerful auras across vast distances.
Lucas had never fully understood how.
After all, he wasn't taught by anyone—
he had to figure everything out himself.
He forcefully expanded his Ki-sensing range.
Five kilometers.
But the accuracy dropped sharply.
Clear images became blurry.
"So… before Super Saiyan transformations, they could only sense vague auras?"
Lucas suddenly realized something.
Without hesitation, he condensed his Ki into a single line and scanned outward.
Like radar.
Like sonar.
While it wasn't as thorough as a full-area scan, it extended his detection range to over a hundred kilometers.
With flight speeds exceeding Mach 30, combined with this detection method—
Searching all of America would take very little time.
"No major incidents since the kidnapping," Lucas murmured.
"They probably haven't moved far."
"Especially with checkpoints set up at highways and airports."
He narrowed his eyes and shot forward.
Less than a minute later—
He found her.
"Figures… they didn't go far at all."
Looking down at a large warehouse less than two kilometers from the school, Lucas felt speechless.
Carrie was surrounded by piles of snacks and desserts.
Kidnappers were nervously standing nearby, handing her food the moment she wanted more.
'What exactly were these idiots doing?'
Then—
He noticed a rapidly approaching figure.
Focusing his gaze, Lucas raised an eyebrow.
"…Is that the Green Goblin?"
Now that was unexpected.
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