Never mind.

Talking to these people is troublesome, chattering all day long, not open at all.

Is it because he is afraid of being killed by him?

How can it be.

Baker had never thought about how troublesome it would be for the people of the universe to know about the existence of the Ego Gem in his hands, of course, at first, there might have been some flies in the wild, but after a while, Baker was convinced that these problems could be solved.

Left and right are just spreading the name of reuniting their whole family throughout the universe.

That's a good thing.

Half an hour later.

Five Aegis vehicles drove straight into the Grand Canyon.

Soon.

A cordon appeared not far away.

The vehicle stops.

A team of soldiers with guns came over, the front window rolled down, and a lieutenant colonel checked his documents, picked up the walkie-talkie, communicated with the base on the opposite side, and after confirming that it was correct, he didn't say anything more and let him go.

They......

I don't know what is going on inside the base, they are only outside the base, responsible for guarding the passage, and they are not qualified to know what is inside.

Vehicles are back on the road.

Ten minutes later, the car was halfway down the road.

Rumble!

Baker, who was sitting in the third car, raised his eyebrows, his body gradually faded in the seat, and disappeared directly in place, with a bang, after entering the state of the void attack, he stood on the canyon, looking at the place where the explosion came from with a blank face.

There......

It looks like the deepest part of the canyon.

But at this moment?

The sound is in your ears.

"Fack, they got out."

"Shoot, kill!"

"Kill him!"

"Damn it!"

"Bang!"

Baker watched clearly as a dozen or so three-meter-tall, green, four-armed, deformed-looking monsters lined up to be shot after three shots after a commotion.

Green people.

The Sarks, the native people of Mars, believe in a culture similar to the ancient shamans, and the social system is a primitive patriarchal tribal system.

Baker smiled.

Just now, he thought that this explosion was a great gift for him, but at that moment, Baker had already figured out what way to turn the entire Federation into hell.

Too much to worry about.

Baker's form returned to the car.

Barbara, who was in the co-pilot, turned her head to look at Baker who had reappeared: "I thought you were fearless." ”

Baker automatically filtered out the run in Barbara's words, and said with a faint expression: "I am not afraid of everything, but this does not mean that I will face the traps that are aimed at me one by one." ”

If you have a gun, why use melee combat?

Similarly.

You can avoid the danger in the first place, why do you have to face the danger directly?

Got your head caught in the door?

Others Baker didn't know, but Baker's own head hadn't been caught by the door.

Half an hour later.

The car came to a stop.

The moment Baker pushed the door and got out of the car, his body changed and he stepped out of the car in the form of a black-haired and unremarkable Jairo Moulton.

Someone who was observing a room on the base shook his head.

It's really not a hole for them at all.

"Hahaha!" With a hearty voice, an acquaintance who seemed to be much younger walked over from not far away and shook hands with Maria Hill: "Director Hill, long time no see." ”

Hill shook hands and said, "General Ross!" ”

Yes.

The military director of this base is none other than General Ross, in fact, it is not surprising at all, from the fact that General Ross's wife is called Rockefeller, we know Ross's origins.

For the Federation, the discovery of Mars is a good thing.

But for Wall Street, the discovery of Mars is a big deal.

The Federation belongs to Wall Street, so it is normal for General Ross, who represents the interests of Wall Street, to appear here.

General Ross's gaze fell on Jairo Moulton.

"This is ......"

"Jairo Moulton!"

General Ross shook hands with Baker: "Have we met?" ”

Baker shook his head, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I don't think so." ”

When attending the Rockefeller drinking party last year, Baker Morton met with General Ross and even exchanged contact information.

But......

Jairo Morton has never seen it.

So......

General Ross nodded: "Sorry, that should be wrong, you are very similar to a friend of mine!" ”

Baker smiled, intentionally or unintentionally, glanced at the surveillance on the right side of the base's stone gate: "Yes, I also think that General Ross is very similar to a friend of mine!" ”

Two drama spirits.

Barbara next to her saw two people who knew each other clearly, but opened their eyes and said nonsense, and complained weakly in her heart, Barbara also went to the drinking party last year, and even, Barbara also saw Baker quietly say a word to General Ross, Barbara didn't know what he was talking about at the time, but two days later, there was news that the Hulk was once again found by General Ross in a small country.

Fortunately......

Once again, Bruce Hulk Banner escaped from the clutches of his old father-in-law, General Ross.

Not much.

Step into the base.

The style of painting of the Federation's military bases is much the same, basically there is no big difference, at most, the time of this canyon base should not be made in a short period of time.

It's been a while.

Baker could see that the pillars above the mountain wall were rusty.

The second floor of the cave at the base of the canyon.

Baker saw a large, glowing circle of light.

General Ross said, "That's it." ”

Hill frowned and said, "General Ross, the group of monsters outside just now is ......"

"Green people." "Or call them the Sarks, a bunch of barbarians, who attacked our camp on Mars yesterday," General Ross said. ”

"Then why are you locked up here?"

"It's complicated."

General Ross thought about it and made such a promise, although there are no outsiders here, but it can't be said that these Sarks are used to dissect experiments for scientists.

You can't say that the Sarks are barbarians, and then do things yourself is barbaric.

In that case, what's the difference between it and a double-standard dog?

Baker wasn't interested in the Green People or the Sarks, he was only interested in the Ninth Element, and asked directly, "Your people agreed to my request." ”

General Ross looked at Baker: "Yes, though, you may have to wait!" ”

Baker laughed, "Wait? ”

He is a request, not a request.

Requests have to wait, requests, don't wait!

Rose made a vague expression towards Baker, and then, looking at a gray-haired white man in a suit and leather shoes not far away, he pointed and introduced to Baker, "Ambassador Hubert." ”

"Ambassador?"

"Ambassador Hubert has been appointed by the Security Council with full responsibility for matters related to the establishment of diplomatic relations with the Martian Empire."

“……”

WTF？

Earth Ambassadors?

The Martian Empire?

Establish diplomatic relations?

Went to the wrong set, in other words, in the Marvel Universe, shouldn't the earth be the enemy of the whole world?

Establish diplomatic relations?

Is this a line for the earth?

Baker was a little speechless in his heart, although he knew from the moment he forced away the black braised egg that the future had quietly changed, but he never expected that this change would flash his waist a little.

This is damn.

Soon.

In the conference room, Baker got the answer he was looking for.

This is not an alien battlefield.

This is Alien Battlefield 2.

The story still starts with John Carter, back then, John Carter traveled to Mars with the ninth element, and with the gravitational gap between Mars and Earth, John Carter defeated King Jordan, who was supported by the former Atlanteans and now the Divine Envoy of Thorne, killed Jordan, robbed Gerandanger's fiancée, Princess Shirem, and became the new king of Mars.

But......

These are the stories of the Earth Federation during the Civil War.

Circumstances change with the passage of time.

Now that John Carter is gone, the princess Shirem has also died, and now, the new Shirem Empire is known as the Martian Empire, and the king is none other than John Carter's grandson, Shirem Carter.

In fact......

According to the temper of the Federation, the direct army pressed the border, and whoever instigated it was a puppy, but unfortunately, a certain dragon, who was known as a little transparent in the Security Council, directly vetoed the Federation's proposal, and spent three hours telling a classic story to the other four directors.

The story is long.

To put it simply, that is, salute first and then soldiers, first find out the reality of the enemy, at the very least, find out the number of Martians, and now I don't know anything, so it's not good to show malice in Chiguoguo.

The federal councillor thought about it for a moment and accepted a dragon's proposal.

Reach out first.

When the contact is almost understood, it is time to sit in a row and share the cake.

After all, if there is a real fight, there will definitely be no reason for the other four countries to transport their troops to the Federation, although it is okay, but in this way, there will be a leak.

So......

Baker propped his chin on one hand, listened to the statement of the Security Council ambassador Hubert in front of him, was silent for a while, looked up and said, "What kind of teleportation technology do you also want?" ”

Ambassador Hubert said: "Yes, Mr. Moulton is in line with ours in terms of goals. ”

Baker smacked his lips.

Is it consistent?

Baker thought about it, he wanted the ninth element, nothing more than to create a technological version of the teleportation for himself.

But the Council wants the ninth element in order to ...... War?

Baker smiled, but he didn't say anything, he is not the nanny of these people, let alone the nanny of the earth, the earthlings are out of the earth, and sooner or later they will be beaten from the universe, so what the earthlings want to do, it has nothing to do with him, a person from heaven.

For now, he's just staying for now.

Baker had no interest in the Council's thoughts, and looked directly at Ambassador Hubert: "What do the masters behind you want?" ”

Master...... Guys?

Ambassador Hubert, who is fifty years old this year and has held various important positions, is not as knowledgeable as the Easterners, but he still automatically ignores Beck's words and says with a smile: "Yes." ”

Baker's expression didn't change: "Say." ”

"Mr. Moulton, the Security Council, is willing to exchange an exemption for ......"

"Waiver order?"

Baker didn't wait for Ambassador Hubert to finish, he already smiled silently: "Are you kidding me?" Mr. Ambassador, what is the use of the waiver order, what do I want that thing? ”

Under normal circumstances, Baker would not interrupt anyone.

It's rude.

But......

This sentence is so funny, it really makes Baker feel a little funny, there are more people who can't help themselves, Baker originally thought that the Council already knew his character, but he didn't expect it.

Naive.

It's naïve.

Exemption orders?

Why does he want an exemption?

Ambassador Hubert said: "Mr. Moulton is now a wanted criminal in thirty-six countries. ”

"Thirty-six countries?"

"Yes."

Ambassador Hubert said: "Mr. Moulton's goals are the same as ours, and if Mr. Moulton cooperates with us this time, then, regardless of the outcome, the Security Council will revoke Mr. Moulton's arrest warrant, and even, grant Mr. Moulton and his friend complete immunity without accepting any charges without undermining the peace and stability of the planet." ”

Baker sighed: "What a big deal!" ”

Hubert laughed but didn't say anything.

Barbara, who sat next to Baker, was stunned.

Although Baker is powerful.

Mighty as a god.

But come on, you're the Council, what is this, is the most violent team that can destroy the planet combined going to bow down to one person?

That's an exaggeration.

Baker laughed too.

This condition seems tempting, to revoke Jairo Moulton's warrant and to grant any immunity to a manageable extent.

Baker felt like he was the first person he had ever seen.

But......

This condition is very tempting, but if you look at this condition carefully, you will find that, in fact, this condition is of no substantive use at all.

First, this so-called exemption order will certainly not see the light of day.

Since it is impossible for the Security Council to admit the existence of such an exemption order on the surface, does an exemption order that is not recognized by the Security Council have any legal effect?

Second.

This is dispensable for Baker today.

Even if Baker didn't accept the waiver, what if the judge dared to charge him without any evidence of Baker Morton's crimes, and even if there were, wouldn't the accusers behind the scenes be afraid of family reunion?

The SFC had proven that the tricks were useless to Baker, who couldn't solve the problem, but he was sure and determined to get rid of the person who raised the problem.

Besides.

What if the Council accepts this immunity? Baker believes that once he takes a slight nap, or whatever, not to mention the others, the Federation will definitely turn his face and deny it.

Observer.

The Cree.

These are the victims of the earthlings, and they have a very sufficient and obvious experience.

So......

This so-called quid pro quo is simply!

Those think tanks invited by the Security Council should really be neatly put on the electric chair.

Baker thought so in his heart, and then looked at the ambassador Hubert in front of him, and said in a light tone: "I'm not interested in playing with you, and I'm even less interested in playing with you, if you think you can kill me with one blow, you can try it, the consequences, at your own risk!" ”

Ambassador Hubert: "......"