Although the owner of the furniture store wondered why Lake, an Asian-faced person, wanted to buy those useless wood scraps, the shopkeeper politely filled Lake with a small bag of wood leftovers for the sake of Lake's happy payment.

It's still early, and for Lake, tomorrow will be a month-long military closed training camp, which is several times more difficult than military training.

Before that, Lake also wanted to see the world's Tomorrow Expo, even though the fair was already closed by this time.

finally entered the time point of Marvel's World War II, and if I didn't go to see this cross-era expo, Lake always felt that he would have regrets in his heart in the future!

Following the stevedore's cart, Lake slipped into the exhibition hall of the Tomorrow's Fair.

Today, there are no visitors in the exhibition hall of the expo, and many staff are busy carrying the exhibits inside.

Ryker was standing in front of a piece of red armor and looking at it, thinking that this might be the precursor to Iron Man armor.

"What are you doing?" A man with a red handprint on his face appeared behind Lake and stopped him.

Lake looked back and found that the person he was talking to was eight or nine points like Iron Man Tony, who was Iron Man and his father, which made Lake very surprised and surprised.

"Mr. Howard Stark, you're still here, it's really you! Oh my God!

I'm one of the admirers of the tech items you've developed.

Yesterday, because I was delayed, I didn't come to this expo. I came over today to take a look

By the way, what's wrong with your face? ”

Hearing Lake's question, Howard Stark's expression became a little unnatural.

"A very powerful woman did it. Women are prickly bees, and while some will bring you sweet honey, others will also bring you poisonous needles!

Don't talk about this, is the one you are carrying behind your back a bow and arrow?

Your bow and arrows are special, what do you call them? ”

After hearing this, Lake remembered what the little queen said yesterday, she slapped Iron Man and his father and knocked him unconscious.

"My name is Venerable Number Two, and I've just joined Agent Carter's Strategic Science Reserve Division.

By the way, I heard that you Stark Industries are also famous for munitions, can you make me some of these feathered arrows!

Recently, I was in the army to practice archery, but I didn't have enough arrows. Lake said, taking the Bison Hunting Recurve Bow from behind his back and assembling it in front of Howard Stark.

Thanks to the practice of the basics of the virtual bow and arrow in the online line, Lake quickly assembled the hunting recurve bow proficiently.

For technological weapons and knowledge, Heavens Online prohibits the teaching of technological weapons and knowledge to the aborigines in dungeons. But for the replicas that have progressed to the era of hot weapons, there are not much restrictions on the knowledge transfer of cold weapons.

After assembling the Bison, Lake handed it to Howard Stark.

"Venerable No. 2, this is a very clever bow and arrow, if it had appeared decades earlier, it would have changed the course of the previous battlefield.

Unfortunately, there are very few soldiers who still use bows and arrows.

But it's a valuable collector's item.

If it's just to make these feathered arrows, no problem, in two or three days, I'll be able to make feathered arrows and have them sent to your army.

Can you leave me a feather arrow? Howard Stark played with Lake's bison hunting recurve for a while, and he saw something special about it.

But as a weapons dealer, Howard also knows that this bow and arrow is not suitable for the popularization of the current army at all, and the current war is already in the era of firearms, and this kind of cold weapon is outdated.

In his opinion, this bow and arrow is more suitable for collecting and hunting.

"Okay." Lake was not polite, and pulled a cone-shaped armor-piercing arrow from his quiver and left it for Howard Stark.

Anyway, Stark Industries, as the largest arms dealer in this century, is not short of money at all, and making some customized feather arrows for himself is completely a drop in the bucket.

Howard Stark had a rare adopter of his own, and he took Lake to the Tomorrow's Fair, touring and explaining the exhibits that had not yet had time to be removed.

More than ten minutes later, an old man dressed in a butler's uniform approached Howard Stark and handed over a letter.

"Venerable No. 2, I'm sorry, I can only talk next time I have a chance. You can watch it here, I have something to deal with. Howard Stark's face changed as he glanced at the cover of the letter, and after saying his farewell to Lake, he turned away.

Lake had just squinted at the envelope and saw a strange pattern on it, one he remembered he hadn't seen in many movies.

"Forget it, when this copy is completed, go back and look up this pattern on the Internet, and then talk about it, there will be no extraneous branches now." Lake thought to himself, and after wandering around the exhibition hall of the Tomorrow Expo again, he left.

Lake was on the street, found a restaurant, tasted the food of this era, and the taste disappointed him.

Then Lake went to the barracks.

In the afternoon, Lake arrived at the gate of the barracks outside the city, where barricades and soldiers were on duty outside the barracks.

Looking at Lake's Asian face, the guard stepped forward to check Lake suspiciously.

Lake took out the enlistment form in his arms, and after the guard took the enlistment form and reported it to his superiors, he waited for more than ten minutes before a military jeep drove over from the barracks and stopped in front of the barricade before Lakeke was released.

A middle-aged male instructor was in the jeep and beckoned to Lake.

"Get in the car! I was an instructor, and for the next month, you were training under me.

You're the soldier Agent Carter said. No matter what your previous strength was, in my barracks, you are a rookie egg, and if you don't obey orders, you will be punished, understand. The middle-aged male instructor said loudly to Lake.

"Yes, sir!" Lake replied in a casual manner.

Then, the male instructor stopped in front of taking Lake to a military camp in a jeep

Led Lake into a large dormitory-like room in the barracks.

There are more than 20 single beds in this room, most of which are placed with futons.

"This is a new recruit, his name is Venerable No. 2.

Number two, after you go to the quartermaster office to get a set of bedding, find an empty bed for yourself. Tomorrow morning at 6 o'clock, the first training session begins. The middle-aged male instructor was in the dormitory, and after saying this loudly, he left.

In this dormitory, more than a dozen young soldiers present looked at Lake suspiciously after seeing the instructor leave.

"Second Venerable, it's great, you've also enlisted in the army, and you're still assigned to train with me.

Here, I'll take you to the quartermaster to get the futon. The future Captain America, Steve Rogers, ran from the innermost part of the room and greeted Lake warmly.

"Okay, Rogers!" Lake smiled, and followed Rogers out of the large dormitory.

Lake thought to himself that if Captain America knew that his first purpose in entering the barracks was to pursue his future girlfriend, he wondered if he would be so enthusiastic about himself.