Chapter 2 This is the Marvel World?

The white light in front of him disappeared, and Qing Lin found himself in a strange place, surrounded by yellow sand, and the dry and scorching wind blowing on his face made him very uncomfortable.

Just now when he was still in the cold winter, he came to this hot place in an instant, was he taken to the southern hemisphere by the demon dragon?

"This is another world, and I don't know where it is."

The dragon's voice was weak, as if it would disappear at any moment, but of course it was just that he had consumed a lot of mana.

"Wait, you say you've taken me to a strange world? Can I go back? ”

Qinglin was not calm when he heard this.

"I don't know, there are no coordinates and no positioning, it's up to you to go back, and you'll definitely be able to find your way home when you become the dominant being of the multiverse...... Okay, don't talk about that, don't interrupt me, now I have something important to tell you, I'm about to fall into a deep sleep, I've left all the magic gem rings in your consciousness space... By the way, the time between the different universes may not be synchronized, and I believe that you can go back on the day your parents die of old age and remember our agreement. ”

After saying this, the voice of the demon dragon disappeared, and Qinglin was so angry that he scolded himself there for a long time.

"Hey! Feed! Is this gone? What am I going to do if you threw me in this place? ”

Even if Qinglin shouted in his heart, he didn't get any response, it seemed that he was really asleep, but he didn't have to work hard to earn hope and despair when he was asleep?

How good it is to make a salted fish.

He took out his phone and looked at it, and there was only five percent of the battery, and there was no signal at all.

Yes, this is another world, how can a mobile phone receive a signal, but hopefully this is not some hellish alien or apocalyptic world.

After walking for a while, he was tired and panting, his face was dry and his face was blown by the wind and sand, and he put on the magic gem water ring, and after a burst of blue light, a cloud of water appeared in front of him, at least now he doesn't have to worry about being thirsty to death, but the magic power consumed by condensing the water element here is a bit too much.

Of course, as Kamen Rider, he also has a locomotive, but the summoning ring of the magic locomotive is still sealed, and it needs to be unsealed with hope or despair.

Witch Riding Motorcycle (Seal): Requires a hope value of 100 to unseal

A few hours later, the sun rose overhead, and Qinglin finally saw a continuous mountain range under the yellow sand, and some simple houses stood side by side at the foot of the mountain, some of which were holes dug in the mountain wall.

It's great to finally be able to see people!

"Goo-goo!"

Touching his hungry stomach, Qinglin ran frantically to the small mountain village, and now filling his stomach is the most important thing.

Approaching the village, he found that the people here looked like Middle Easterners, all of them were yellow-skinned and thin-skinned, and the clothes were shabby, and the strangers who saw him look at him curiously, this village is remote and there are few travelers, and no outsiders have come here for several years.

They live on an oasis that has grown smaller and smaller, and one day it will disappear completely.

Seeing an old man walking towards him, Qinglin asked, "Uncle, can you give me something to eat?" ”

He didn't know if the other party could understand what he was saying, but he was immediately surprised to find that he could understand what the other party said, and the two of them could communicate without barriers.

"Where did you come from, lad? I am the head of this village. ”

"Huaxia, I'm here to travel, but I'm lost."

After speaking, he remembered that this was another world, and it was hard to say whether there was such a country as Huaxia or not.

Hearing this very bad reason, the village chief in front of him didn't show any disbelief, nor did he express his surprise to what Qinglin said about Huaxia.

"Come with me, I still have food at home, if you don't dislike it."

He followed the enthusiastic village chief to his home, a low mud hut filled with miscellaneous items, most of which were food grown in some oasis.

I took a piece of unknown plant rhizome, and it was really refreshing and delicious when I took a bite, and I ate it in three or two clicks, but I was still very hungry.

Looking at Qinglin, who was looking at the food in his hand, the village chief handed it over with a smile.

"Young man, there is a town fifty kilometers outside the village, from where you can leave by car, and tomorrow I will go to the town, and I can take you there."

"Thank you so much!"

I don't know where to go, but it's better than staying in this place, and I'm glad I met this kind village chief.

At this time, there were shouts from the people outside, as if something had happened, and the village chief went out alone to see what was going on.

Faintly, Qinglin seemed to hear the sound of gunshots.

Secretly took a few more foods, and Qinglin walked out while eating, when a car whizzed past him, and the dust poured into his collar.

“%&!”

Angrily scolding, he looked up and saw a group of foreign militants doing whatever they wanted in this small village.

"Bandits, bandits are coming!"

The cries of the women, the angry roars of the men, the crazy laughter, the village is being attacked by a group of bad guys.

In a few moments, many civilians were gathered and confined to the widest clearing in the center of the village.

Their mobile phones are armed with various weapons, and civilians have no ability to resist at all.

The kind-hearted village chief who had given him food before was also arrested.

There were also people with guns who dragged frightened villagers out of the rooms, even children under the age of ten and elderly people who walked unsteadily.

For them, the robbery was more like a carnival for them, even though the villagers didn't have any oil or water.

"You can come over to me too!"

Qinglin was also caught and escorted to an open place.

"You're not from this village?"

The leader of the militants glanced at Qinglin and felt that the person in front of him was a bit like someone from mysterious Huaxia.

Qinglin said helplessly: "I was just passing by, you see that I have nothing on me, just eat it was given to me by this kind village chief, and I have nothing to rob of." ”

A little minion approached the boss and whispered: "Boss, no matter who he is, he can't be spared, Tony Stark disappeared around here, and the U.S. military will definitely send someone to investigate." ”

Tony Stark?

Qinglin felt that the name was somewhat familiar.

By the way, is Iron Man Tony Stark? Came to the Marvel world yourself?

The little leader slapped his little brother on the head fiercely: "Nonsense, do I still need you to teach?" Go and confiscate everyone's belongings, and don't let anyone go, there's really no oil and water here. ”

"Understood! Got it! ”

He said to Qinglin again: "I don't care where you come from, be honest with me, otherwise the gun in my hand is not an ornament." ”

This gun Qinglin is really just a decoration.

Seeing that they were surrounded by a group of people with guns, the villagers were desperate, and they huddled together in fear, they knew that they might not survive this time, and they had long heard that there had been a group of robbers who had recently looted the village, and there were almost no survivors in their passes.

As a militant in a chaotic place, their life is not very good, and they occasionally come out to fight the autumn breeze, and the most important thing is to vent their emotions.