When the first rays of sunlight in the morning swayed through the unstretched gaps in the curtains, forming mottled spots of light jumping on the noisy face, he opened his eyes with a feeling.

The powerful spiritual power allows the wizard to feel the magical power that ordinary people can't feel, the world of another spiritual realm.

But this does not mean that wizards do not need to rest and sleep, in fact, the best way to replenish the use of mental power is to get enough sleep. Or wait until you get overdrawn and fall into a stupor.

Spiritual power is actually a very abstract force, idealism.

So when everything falls asleep and the mind is at peace, it can indeed get a good rest.

The essence of magic is energy. Perhaps, what about spiritual power, or even more other magical powers, the power in the bloodline, the power of the silver tongue, or... The energy itself.

What the hell are they.

I'm afraid Yi Huan doesn't know this, after all, even the essence of magic is energy, and Yi Huan finally confirmed it through continuous exploration and finding the records in the documents of the Oz Kingdom.

I don't know the principle, I can only apply it.

It's probably the current situation of Yihuo, and it's basically the situation of all wizards in different multidimensional worlds.

But.. At present, it seems that there is no need to think about such a profound question for the time being.

Using his mental power to block out the interference of the outside world, his own interference, Yi Huan's sleep was very deep, and after seven hours, he seemed to have spent a vacation.

Although there is no Lucy as a guard on the perimeter, the shadow magic of Yi Huan is also working and defending itself.

The shadow magic that threatens the weak can naturally be blocked, and the threat is strong. I'm afraid that a threat of the Scarlet Witch's level will wake up as soon as possible, even if she falls into a level of sleep.

"Good morning, sir!"

In the sweet voice of the front desk in the hotel lobby, Yi Huan solved the problem of breakfast very chicly, although discrimination is serious in this era. But Yi Huan booked the most expensive suite and chose the most expensive service.

Services that are designed to waste money but don't really make much sense, such as adding a guest's favorite plant decoration to the guest room.

Although it is useless, it is enough to explain the identity of the arrogant local tyrant.

Local tyrants are popular everywhere, and most of them are regardless of nationality.

By the standards of this era, breakfast in a hotel restaurant was not bad, even if it was not much richer than it would have been decades later.

After all, for the wealthy, exquisite food is definitely not those that appeared in later generations, with the addition of various synthetic hormones and artificial technology, but pure and natural, the purest, carefully cultivated.

Those things are available now, and probably more abundantly than they will be in a decade or so.

Yi Huan's evaluation of the hotel's restaurant is not bad, and those waiters should also remember Yi Huan's guest, because not everyone will pour three or four bottles of red wine in the morning.

Not even the most senior drunkard.

Maybe you can continue to live here in the future.

With this thought in mind, Yi Huan stepped out of the glass revolving door of the hotel in the sunshine, wrapped in a black trench coat, showing a strong color difference with the bright sun.

When you think about it, it's amazing to think about the hotel room you stayed in a few months ago, and it's been seventy years in the blink of an eye, and everything has gone through the sea.

Even the most bizarre of experiences can be more than that.

Hopefully, this hotel will last until seventy years from now.

Yi Huan thinks it is very possible, after all, the service is good, the environment is good, and the breakfast is very good, the hotel should be very famous, even if it is a prosperous place like New York, not every place is so glamorous.

By the way, I don't know the name of this hotel yet.

Last night's inexplicable time travel also made Yi Huan's thinking a little confused.,I just found a hotel that looked the most magnificent and the biggest.。。 Well..

"Hilton..?"

Looking at the familiar names hanging outside, Yi Huan was unconsciously a little speechless.

There are so many hotels in New York, and he has chosen the Hilton chain several times, maybe it may be because they have too many hotels, just look for it. You can meet one.

Maybe they're not the best in the world, but in the hospitality industry, Hilton definitely has one of the largest numbers.

Yi Huan remembers. When she was in the world of Ink Heart and took Meggie at the end of the time, she lived in the Hilton Hotel, and when she fought with the Statue of Liberty, she was directly affected by the battle with Athena before the war, and most of them were destroyed on the spot.

Well, I believe that the Hilton family has a big business, and I'm afraid it won't mind this small loss.

Isn't it just a building?

New York has been smashed at least 1,700 times, and if you say who destroys New York the most times. Of course, it's not who wants to destroy New York's ranking with the most times, and Yi Huan can definitely be ranked first.

Even if you count it in terms of the entire multidimensional universe.

Of course, if it's the latter, who intends to destroy New York completely. But if it doesn't work, Yi Huan probably won't be in the first place.

Because there are too many brainless villains.

Yi Huan's figure soon disappeared into the crowd, as if the leaves fell with the autumn wind, and soon disappeared into the fallen leaves.

。。。

World War II was in full swing.

New York was not caught up in the war, but it could still smell the faint smell of gunpowder and the tension that comes when war strikes.

As a newcomer from New York 70 years later, Yi Huan could see the difference between the two same cities at a glance.

The most obvious is the pedestrian gap, seventy years later, New Yorkers come and go, and the sheer number of people seems to be eager to fill every block and alley, and even when it is crowded and busy, the leisurely crowd still makes up the vast majority.

Travelers and tourists from all over the world, as well as young people who have a wanton and decadent cathartic time.

But now... As far as the eye could see in Yi Huan's field of vision, there were people in a hurry everywhere, most of them were wrapped in black trench coats like Yi Huan, wrapping themselves to death.

It's not that weird about the hustle and bustle, even if it's not as cold as it is now.

And the faces of these people are either serious, or worried, sad, in short, some expressions full of negative emotions, a scene of low pressure.

Then there was the food, which was hurried and fast-paced, and most of them were hurrying in and out of the store, holding bread, milk, and other foods that could easily be kept for a long time in wartime.

Make a reserve.

The reserve of food is a very important issue, at this time, people are no longer thinking about the taste as they did 70 years later, the pursuit of exquisiteness, and the preservation of food for a long time is the primary goal.

Under the rendering of multiple restless emotions, the whole of New York has been immersed in a layer of tension.

It seems to be on the verge of triggering.

It's a bad feeling, even suffocating.

"Attack! Offensive! We're going to attack! ”

"Victory! We will win! ”

Along the way, Yi Huan saw many small groups on the street, wearing the usual dark color suit kaftan and caps of the same color, holding various slogans and wooden signs in their hands, exuding a frenzied atmosphere.

There were a lot of people around them.

That's how the Americans are. Well, they have personalities, they will always show their ideas without care, and most of the time they will be recognized by a lot.

Of course, there are some of these people who really love the country and think about it, but there are also a lot of speculators, who want to take advantage of the chaos to cheat money or something.

But without exception, everything is about war.

At present, although the United States has not suffered a big loss in the war situation on the battlefield, it has also lost and won, and because of all kinds of black technology Hydra and the like are supporting Germany, and even the whole of Germany has a faint upper hand.

People in the country are worried about the situation. And it's understandable.

It was precisely the great victory in World War II that allowed the United States to obtain resources, more time, more talent, and more self-confidence, which made them invincible in the later period.

Now? It should also be regarded as a difficult stage.

Yi Huan found that these small groups often watched the pedestrians around them with fanatical gaze, especially those who were not American passers-by, and even Yi Huan.

This made the already oppressive atmosphere on the street even more tense.

What a bunch of crazy people, this era. It's really unflattering.

Hurrying by, Yi Huan quickly turned a few alleys, and then his figure appeared in a messy and dark dirty dark alley.

Chaos is there all the time, and it's even worse in the dark corners of New York now than it was seventy years later.

At least at that time, there would be no corpses everywhere, frozen to death, starvation, disease, and even drunk and never woke up, as well as killed, Yi Huan walked all the way and saw at least four corpses.

Here's the chaotic side of New York.

It is commonly known as the black zone.

Yi Huan walked through it alone, the ground covered with stains and mud under his feet, and it did not stain his boots at all, he was very fast and purposeful, as if he was looking for something, and often walked through it as quickly as if it were a gust of wind, without stopping at all.

Alone, and dressed like this. Rigorous, rich, and of course the best fat sheep to start.

But alas, no one dared to act rashly.

Yi Huan will not, and he is too lazy to waste time with this group of remnants at the bottom of society, he is full of aura, and when he walks slowly in this dark alley, the invisible magic has spread to all around, so to speak, everything around him is under his suppression.

The special magic made these ordinary people unable to raise their heads, and they didn't even dare to face Yi Huan's gaze, let alone go to the trouble of Yi Huan.

"Hmm... Wrong. ”

But it's a pity that after several searches, Yi Huan found nothing.

Odd.

He stood quietly in the middle of a certain alley, where all the homeless people, gentlemen, and beggars who had been entrenched here slipped away quietly, and no one dared to approach it.

It's as if there's some terrible monster there.

And with shadow energy obscuring, neither the air nor the smell here can get into the nose, and there is no difference between here and other places.

It's just that for nothing. Yi Huan felt that there might be something wrong with his train of thought.

So in two seconds, Yi Huan turned around and seemed to go straight to a certain goal again.

"Whew!"

And it wasn't until Yi Huan left that these guys who had nowhere to go breathed a sigh of relief, the invisible suppressive power of magic was too great.

After this suppressive force disappeared, many people even doubted whether what had just happened was true, so they soon quarreled and fought over this matter.

Just some idlers, of course.

There were also many hungry guys who didn't bother to get involved, such as a homeless man cowering in a corner, who tightened his torn clothes and torn newspapers, and muttered in a low voice.

"The way of the world. . . Nothing is surprising. ”

。。。

Two minutes later, Yi Huan left the dark neighborhood again and returned to the light.

And after hailing a taxi and walking the distance of the hundred trails, he found his target.

got out of the car, Yi Huan stood in front of a movie theater, there was a poster of conscription on it, it was a grand stage performance, and most of the movies were also related to war and conscription, only in the corner there was a lonely poster of an actress that Yi Huan didn't know at all.

Yes, cinema.

This is the final destination of Yi Huan.

And here, what he's looking for, or rather the person, is obvious, Steve Rogers. Well, maybe she's not called Steve Rogers now, but she's definitely still Captain America.

Before he became a glorious soldier, Captain America was a big movie lover. Or that he watched those patriotic movies over and over again to make up for his regret that he was weak and couldn't be a soldier to defend the country and go to the battlefield.

If you find the movie theater, you have a good chance of finding Captain America.

Although the number of movie theaters in New York during this period was not much, it was definitely not a lot, and Yi Huan was not sure if he would be able to find Captain America after running a few theaters today, or if he could find it today.

But being idle is also idle, and it's not bad to pass the time. Well? Wait a minute.

Yi Huan was just about to go into the cinema to look for someone, when his eyes noticed that something very unpleasant seemed to be happening at the corner of the street not far away.

Two big men were blocked outside, and they couldn't see inside.

Yi Huan's eyelids picked, and an inexplicable smile suddenly appeared on his face, I don't know why. He felt that what was happening seemed to have a lot to do with what he was looking for.

Seemingly.. Today's luck is good, I'm afraid I don't need to look for a second cinema.

With this thought, Yi Huan put away the smile on his face, raised his feet and walked in the direction of the alley, perhaps. He's going to meet an interesting guy soon.

Funny, friendly, but also full of. Justice.