​​Chapter 60: The Order of a New Era · The Way of Fairness​

In the prison block of Sanctuary II, the energy-draining shackles were逐一解除 (zhúyī jiěchú -逐一解除) under Thanos's (reluctant) authorization. Heavy metal doors slid open. Captain America, Iron Man, Thor, the Hulk, Black Widow, Hawkeye, Scarlet Witch, Vision, Black Panther... the heroes emerged,步履蹒跚 (bùlǚ pánshān -步履蹒跚).
They were wounded, their faces pale, their eyes filled with the daze of having narrowly escaped death, and... an难以掩饰的屈辱和困惑 (nányǐ yǎnshì de qūrǔ hé kùnhuò -难以掩饰的屈辱和困惑).
When they saw the scene in the main bridge hall, these emotions peaked.
Sun Wukong was sitting cross-legged on the massive throne that originally belonged to Thanos, munching happily on a celestial peach he'd procured from who-knows-where. Thanos, the cosmic overlord who had nearly driven them to despair and brought endless恐惧 (kǒngjù -恐惧), now stood silently beside the throne like a giant guard, his expressionless. The gems on the Infinity Gauntlet were暗淡无光 (àndàn wúguāng -暗淡无光), as if stripped of all their power.
The image was surreal,冲击着每一位英雄的神经 (chōngjī zhe měi yī wèi yīngxióng de shénjīng -冲击着每一位英雄的神经).
After a brief, deathly silence, Tony Stark was the first to speak, attempting to mask his inner turmoil and a trace of不甘 (bùgān -不甘) with his usual nonchalance. "Wow... So, Monkey... uh, Mr. Sun Wukong, you handled it? Thanks. But..." He changed his tone, pointing to his own and others' injuries. "Seriously, if we hadn't been so depleted from our earlier 'sparring' session with you, each carrying some 'hidden injuries,' and in such poor condition, this Thanos guy probably couldn't have rounded us up so easily."
His words immediately struck a chord.
"Stark's right," Steve Rogers said沉声道 (chénshēng dào -沉声道), trying to straighten his back though the隐痛 (yǐntòng -隐痛) in his ribs made the movement stiff. "Our tactics before were indeed flawed. If we had adopted more... efficient coordinated combat from the start, instead of车轮战 (chēlún zhàn -车轮战), the outcome might have been different." Subconsciously, he was still seeking reasons for the earlier惨败 (cǎnbài -惨败),维护团队的尊严 (wéihù tuánduì de zūnyán -维护团队的尊严).
Thor swung Mjolnir, the lightning around it somewhat微弱 (wēiruò -微弱). "Warriors of Asgard never fear a strong foe, but at our full strength, we would never have been so...狼狈 (lángbèi -狼狈)." He even下意识地避开了 (xiàyìshí de bìkāile -下意识地避开了) the term "wiped out."
Some of the heavily wounded heroes低声附和 (dīshēng fùhè -低声附和), their words carrying undertones of "if we weren't in such bad shape, we might not have lost to you (Sun Wukong) or even Thanos." It was a complex psychology, a mix of gratitude, shame, and an unwillingness to admit complete defeat.
Natasha Romanoff,敏锐地察觉到了气氛的微妙 (mǐnruì de chájué dàole qìfēn de wéimiào -敏锐地察觉到了气氛的微妙), tried to steer the conversation positively. "Regardless, you saved us, Sun Wukong. Your power... is beyond imagination. Have you considered... staying? Joining us? Earth... this world needs a guardian like you." Her invitation was sincere, but also carried a hint of wanting to "incorporate" this immense power into the existing order.
Sun Wukong stopped chewing his peach.
He slowly raised his head, his Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils sweeping over this group of battered "手下败将 (shǒuxià bài jiàng -手下败将)" who were still trying to maintain their pride and bargain. His gaze shifted from戏谑 (xìxuè -戏谑) to锐利 (ruìlì -锐利), finally igniting with an难以抑制的怒火 (nányǐ yìzhì de nùhuǒ -难以抑制的怒火).
He stood up abruptly from the throne, tossing the peach pit aside casually. The pit shot out like a cannonball, embedding itself in the distant metal wall!
"SHUT UP!"
A roar like a thunderclap exploded, making the entire bridge hum and causing every hero's heart to shudder!
Sun Wukong strode down from the throne, his eyes like lightning,逼视着众人 (bīshì zhe zhòngrén -逼视着众人).
"Why did this old Sun come here?!"
"Why specifically your world?!"
"Why beat you?!"
"Why rescue you today?!"
With each question, his voice grew louder, his aura swelling!
"Because this corner of the universe looks all flowery and簇簇 (cùcù -簇簇), but its rules are crooked!!" He pointed at them. "The weak are weak, the strong are strong! Flying the banner of maintaining balance, but actually pulling偏架 (piānjià -偏架)! Meeting someone you can't beat, you think of swarming them, ganging up, and calling it tactics?! Winning and沾沾自喜 (zhānzhānzìxǐ -沾沾自喜), losing and making excuses! What hidden injuries? What poor condition? Losing is losing! Winning is winning! Cut the crap!"
His gaze swept over Thanos. "And this purple fatso! Even worse! For some狗屁不通的 '平衡' (gǒupì bùtōng de 'pínghéng' -狗屁不通的 '平衡'), he wants to kill half of everyone?! Who gave him the right?! Who does he think he is?! The Jade Emperor isn't even that霸道 (bàdào -霸道)!"
Finally, he looked at all the heroes, his voice洪钟大吕 (hóngzhōng dà lǚ -洪钟大吕), resounding through the cosmos:
"This old Sun can't stand it!"
"What this old Sun wants is—!"
"FAIRNESS!"
"FAIRNESS!"
"AND GODDAMNED FAIRNESS!!"
This roar震撼了所有人的灵魂 (zhènhànle suǒyǒu rén de línghún -震撼了所有人的灵魂)! That rough, direct "goddamned fairness" was filled with irrefutable power and a sense of the most朴素的正義感 (pǔsù de zhèngyì gǎn -朴素的正義感)源自底层 (yuán zì dǐcéng -源自底层)!
"One-on-one means one-on-one,群殴 (qún'ōu -群殴) means群殴!愿赌服输 (yuàndǔfúshū -愿赌服输)! If you lose, you admit it! No excuses! That's the rule!" Sun Wukong scanned the crowd, his golden-hooped staff striking the ground heavily. "What this old Sun taught you today is this rule! From now on, in this territory, whether from the East or born in the West,不分高低 (bù fēn gāodī -不分高低), everyone follows this rule! Whoever doesn't play by the rules, this old Sun will beat them! Including this purple fatso!" He pointed at Thanos.
The corner of Thanos's mouth twitched slightly, but he remained silent.
The heroes fell into complete silence. They were彻底震慑 (chèdǐ zhènshè -彻底震慑) by Sun Wukong's毫不留情 (háo bù liúqíng -毫不留情), yet core-piercing roar. All their excuses, all their pretenses, all their sense of superiority were shattered in this moment. They realized that this being before them possessed not only incomprehensible power but also adhered to a simple yet powerful principle they had never truly considered.
Sun Wukong looked at them and finally declared, "This world, from now on, isn't called the Marvel World anymore."
He paused, his voice恢宏而坚定 (huīhóng ér jiāndìng -恢宏而坚定).
"It's called the 'Mythical Marvel World'! This old Sun says so!"
"East and West, each has its own way, neither is higher than the other! But everyone must uphold fairness! This old Sun will be here watching!"
His words laid the foundation for a new order. A new era, guaranteed by absolute power, governed by the supreme law of "fairness," where Eastern and Western forces coexisted and co-ruled, had begun. It was no longer the singular "Marvel Universe" of old, but a全新的 (quánxīn de -全新的) "Mythical Marvel World," infused with the elements and laws of Eastern mythology.
The heroes looked at each other. Finally, Steve Rogers took a deep breath and slowly nodded. Tony Stark shrugged, offering a complex yet somewhat relieved smile. The others默许 (mòxǔ -默许) one by one.
The new era had begun.