“Will you die? That would be great!”
Mr. Immortal Craig grabbed his wrist and walked over vigorously.
 “Mr. Immortal” is the nickname he gave himself.
Originally, he was going to be called the "Immortal Iron Fist", but he was severely despised by Cassius who took care of him by the way.
 “Who is this?”
 Spider-Man asked with some confusion, trying to get the answer from Rumlow or Matthew.
 But the arrival of this immortal gentleman was not within the scope of their knowledge.
“Hey, man! You can call me Craig! Of course, you can also call me Mr. Immortal. I’ve heard of your name, you’re a good New Yorker, Spider-Man, right?”
Craig loudly announced his name, which caused Spider-Man to make some weird moves.
 Peter Parker muttered softly. It seemed that he would not be able to change his habit of talking nonsense for a while.
“The Avengers of the Great Lakes? That 18th-tier superhero team that received a letter from Mr. Stark’s lawyer? Later they were renamed the X-Men of the Great Lakes?”
 Spider-Man is a little dizzy.
 He didn’t know why these people who should not have interacted with each other connected on this snowy mountain.
 But this does not prevent him from having strong curiosity.
He had a conversation with Deadpool in the original world, and although he didn't come up with any results, it didn't stop Spider-Man from being very jealous of the Avengers of the Great Lakes.
No one wants to be defeated in various inexplicable ways like a villain in a funny cartoon.
 That's all Spider-Man remembers.
 “As long as you are human, you will die.”
 Rumlow said angrily, and he was holding two cans of beer and pouring it into his mouth.
 This can be regarded as some preparations before the battle.
 He has looked away.
Either you live and continue to atone for your sins, or you die fighting on the road to atone for your sins.
 As for those worldly desires, they were no longer in his thoughts.
 “But I am immortal. I have not died since I was born until now!”
Craig said this.
“Hey man! What a coincidence! Me too! I haven’t died since I was born!”
Constantine staggered over and spoke to Craig in front of him.
Of course, anyone who is still alive can say the above sentence.
 But that does not mean that a person is immortal before death.
Constantine did not think that a person who could climb the sacred mountain of Harrogas would be a fool, and fools would not be recognized by barbarians.
Constantine felt that if this guy was really as immortal as he said, then Constantine would have a teammate he could recycle.
 “What do you mean? I’m not kidding.”
Craig pointed at Constantine's nose and said.
 He felt as if he had been subjected to strong malice.
“Of course I know you’re not joking about this.
To be honest, I also know a few guys who claim to be immortal, but all of them have been dealt with."
Constantine took out a cigarette and said, then put the cigarette in front of Spider-Man.
 “Hey, Hao Lingju, help me light a fire.”
 He continued to speak to Craig with a strange smile:
“So have you ever tried putting yourself into a meat grinder? Or pouring yourself into a cement pillar? Sometimes immortality can only mean that you will experience more cruel things.”
Constantine said with the tone of someone who has experienced it before.
 Spider-Man casually took out a burning log from the fire and lit the flame for Constantine.
Constantine left a deep impression on him, so he subconsciously followed Constantine's request.
“Stop talking nonsense, I wonder if it’s a dead end?”
 Rumlow said in a stick-reading tone, his hands already clenching the handles of the giant hammers in both hands.
 Constantine was never liked by him.
“I am thinking!? I am thinking again? What do you gain by thinking and dying every day?”
Constantine shouted a little irritably.
 Out of awe of force, he kept a good distance.
“I thought, as long as the enemy is destroyed, what does the issue of life and death have to do with me?”
 Rumlow said lazily and threw a beer can to Constantine.
“If you are afraid of death, you can avoid death? If you are not afraid of death, can you live? That’s all nonsense. Only at that moment will the real answer to the question of life and death be known.
 Is it reluctance to leave this world full of pain, or is it the expectation for a new and unknown world? The answer can only be found when you are dying."
 Lumlow is a bit chatty.
 There must be something to accompany you on the way to becoming stronger, otherwise what is the point of the lonely scenery?
 Rumlow glanced at Craig, and then closed his eyes.
 He was not going to continue discussing these issues with a somewhat strange person.
 “By the way, where is the pet you plan to give to Bulcasso?”
Matthew asked curiously.
The little husky didn’t know where it was now, which made him slightly concerned.
"I was taken away by Banal, saying that he wanted to cultivate a group. He also asked me to go back and find a female dog so that the husky could give birth to a group."
 Rumlow said a little naggingly, and then completely lay down on the snow.
Barnar likes farming.
It is better to find something for him to do than to have him wander around constantly in his free time.
“I just wanted to ask what the secret realm was at first, why did I get off topic to this place?”
Spider-Man felt a little awkward, so he complained.
 “Peter Parker?”
A voice came out, directly revealing Spider-Man's identity. Spider-Man's eyes widened and he looked at Constantine, who was arm-in-arm with Craig in front of him.
Only Constantine knew his identity, and now someone called out his name.
This would only lead him to think that Constantine had told someone else.
 On the sacred mountain of Harrogath, Spider-Man has no acquaintances.
 “Is it really you?”
 Jessica's voice came really clearly, and beside her stood Luke Cage.
Jessica greeted Spider-Man with some excitement about meeting again after a long absence.
 “Hello! Are you! Jessica Jones?”
Spider-Man responded to Jessica's greeting with some anger, and it was only when he turned his head that he recognized the figure.
 The two of them were classmates in high school. Yes, it was the Zhongcheng High School where many talented people were born.
 Venom, Spider-Man and Jessica Jones all graduated from here.
There must be something wrong with this place, otherwise how could it breed a lot of superheroes?
“It’s really been a long time. I haven’t heard from you since graduation.”
To be continued...