The atmosphere was silent for a while.

Rip Hunt shines in. But not many people paid attention to him, coffee-colored trench coat, trousers and shirts, and the eyes of Agomoto on his chest, he was very neatly clean.

In normal times, Rip Hunt might still have a full aura and have the momentum that a time traveler should have, but unfortunately no one cares about him now.

Snyth, as an IQ and ruthless, usually looks like he doesn't care about anything, and when Rip Hunt appears, he doesn't even lift his eyelids.

Mick is the same.,He doesn't have much IQ.,Lack of a string in his head.,Instead, he looked at the comics in his hand intently and smirked.,For the appearance of Rip Hunt.。。 Who's that?

Tomorrow's Legend Squad was recruited by Rip Hunt not long ago, and they didn't experience much run-in at all, and they were hit by the double blow of the Demon Girl and Sadako.

Not only did they hit this group of superheroes who felt very good and even looked above the top, but when they came back to their senses and found that the reason why they were selected to join the time travel team was not because they were good enough, it was because they were not good enough to leave no influential deeds in history, and they were dispensable people who chose them, and such a series of blows made them a little doubtful about life.

They did read the comics, knowing that they would gradually grow into real superheroes in the course of mission after mission.

But a manga is a comic after all, and it is not the same as a personal experience.

In the comics they know Rip Hunt, but reality. Who knows who he is.

Snaith also sees that he will die in a mission in the future. Sacrificing oneself to save everyone? Snaith pursed his lips disdainfully, not thinking that this was something he could do.

But what is stated in the TV series is that he did this in order to save Mick, that is, to die in his place.

It's possible.

This idiot. It's always going to make a mess, and Snaith gave Mick a disdainful look.

But now that he knew, it was clear that this wouldn't have happened, not that he wouldn't save Mick, but that Snaith wouldn't have put Mick in that kind of danger at all.

If they want to die, this group of people who don't know the so-called time team will go, and the two of them don't want to break into the headquarters of the Time Court.

The time court described in some stories is very weak, and three or two big cats and kittens can solve it, but in some worlds, the time court is definitely a pivotal existence.

As a smart man, one of the things Snaith knows best is not to risk your life with luck.

Comics, TV series, movies, some things are still very valuable.

In fact, Snyter's favorite is still himself during that period of villain time, which is the plot where he and Reverse Lightning and Malcolm do things everywhere.

Although his two companions were a little stupid, and his IQ seemed to have dropped at that time, the power of reverse lightning was still very strong, and they were also really down-to-earth and kept realizing their dreams.

And in the end, it worked.

Although he was still unexpectedly overturned by the so-called justice squad, he was finally unrestrained during that time, and he was completely doing what he wanted to do.

Snaith enjoyed this part very much, even more than in the Scoundrels.

In addition to Mick and Snaite, Dr. Stein and Jackson are still immersed in comic books, and Dr. Stein is purely immersed in his own world, babbling about the box theory, the butter cat theory, and a whole host of other strange things that he doesn't understand.

I'm afraid that apart from the Firestorm Fusion, I'm afraid nothing can interrupt him.

Jackson glanced up hurriedly, he greeted Rip Hunt, and seemed to want to share his reading experience with him, but unfortunately the comic is at a critical moment. He finally lowered his head in high spirits.

Ray Palmer, who only has a good old man and stays part-time, is very face-saving, and when he saw Rip Hunt, he immediately put away the comics, and then said in an exaggerated tone.

"Wow, that's cool."

"It's exactly like in the comics."

"The old-fashioned trench coat, trousers and shirt, it's very similar. No, you're the one in the comics, and wow, that's an amazing feeling. ”

But at this moment, Rip Hunt still thought it was better for Ray not to speak.

Finally, as the only woman in the current Legends of Tomorrow Squad, the original Canary Miss Sararans, she has been playing the role of an alcoholic since she got on the ship, and has never played a role.

She didn't want to care about the troubles encountered by the legendary team tomorrow, and she didn't want to know about the problems encountered by Gideon.

Gideon discovers the anomalous data, and Sararans' first thought is not to deal with and solve it, but to quickly call Rip Hunt out and throw the matter to him.

After all, I'm not a captain, so I don't bother to care about these things.

The current Salalans is too far away from the future Salaralands, who is very responsible, busy with the captain's work every day, and wants to kick Riphunt away, in fact, in the end, she did realize her dream, and the Sararans who became the captain of the Wave as she wished was too far away.

Less of those grinds, but knowing in advance what might happen in the future.

Without running-in, it is still unknown whether the Legends of Tomorrow Squad can become the real Legends of Tomorrow.

Originally, Salalrans didn't want to care about these things, but when he saw the main owner Rip Hunt come out, he glanced at him lightly and nodded as if he had said hello, and then collapsed on the bar again, pouring himself a full glass of wine again.

Rip Hunt was a little speechless.

He also knew that he was in too much of a hurry, pulling these people in, and he didn't experience much crisis together, uh, the crisis was also experienced, but it was a real crisis, and he was pressed and beaten by the other party throughout the whole process.

There is no confidence in the final comeback, so everyone's morale is not high now.

"Ahem!"

Coughing a little embarrassedly, as if to cover up his predicament, Rip Hunt stepped forward and communicated with Gideon, the artificial intelligence who is also the main control center of the spaceship.

Gideon is an artificial intelligence, it calculates the information and analyzes the intelligence, there are almost no errors, and when it comes to things like the timing of the ship, Gideon is especially serious.

"Something went wrong."

Rip Hunt asked in a deep voice.

"I re-analyzed the time, place, and space of the spacecraft." Gideon spoke in a flat, empty voice that discriminates between men and women.

Gideon paused slightly, and Rip Hunt would just give a sentence just right, so what, then, then what's next.

No one on this ship is more familiar with Gideon than Rip Hunt.

Although Gideon also appeared in the comics, that Gideon is not Gideon, as the most well-known intelligence in the DC world, the number of Gideon is actually innumerable.

Both low-level and high-level intelligences are called Gideon, and perhaps in the timeline-related stories, they are evolutionary relationships between the past and the future, but most of the time, each Gideon is different.

The most typical is the Court of Time, where Gideon is on every ship, and they are the master of the ship, but Gideon is different.

It's like different personalities, different incarnations.

I want to treat Gideon in a different spaceship in the same way as in a comic book. Apparently something doesn't quite work.

The one who knows Gideon best is Rip Hunt.

"I lost our coordinates, the temporal coordinates, and the spatial coordinates, and we were lost."

In the face of Rip Hunt's support, Gideon didn't sell it, and answered directly.

But this answer surprised Rip Hunt very much.

"What!?"

He exclaimed, almost in a low voice, that the unusual thing had finally caught the attention of the others, who were reluctant to lift their heads from the comics and look this way.

"Why do we lose coordinates?" Rip Hunt was surprised.

"I remember you reported on our location and time not long ago."

If you have drifted a distance in time because of some kind of forced transfer, then it is normal to lose time, or lose space.

At a critical juncture, you can only save yourself, and you may not be able to jump to that point in time, after all, time is very long.

And as time travelers, jumping around seems to have become their instinct.

If they don't stray into a timeline and don't figure out what's going on, it feels like the whole timeline is going to be messed up.

But that's not one of those things right now.

They were neither in danger nor adrift in time, and as Rip said, Gideon had not long ago locked them in at some point in time in the seventies of the eighteenth century, how to blink an eye. And they were lost.

Gideon could not have made such a mistake, calculating and counting time might not be feasible for humans, but Gideon, who was produced specifically for the purpose of calculating time, did not have such a problem.

So after being stunned for a moment, Rip Hunt's first reaction was that someone attacked the spaceship, and the first to attack the spacecraft's automatic control center, Gideon.

"We have enemies?"

Rip became nervous, no wonder he wasn't nervous, the enemies he encountered these few times were scared of him. The comics didn't write about the battles they encountered, and the enemy was still so strong.

Hearing Rip's question, everyone else was on guard, and Mick and Snart had already touched the two guns of ice and fire, and they also pulled down their thick goggles.

"Not really, Captain."

Rip Hunt was answered by Gideon's unchanging voice.

"I'm just not sure where we are."

Rip twitched the corners of his mouth and said uncertainly, "How is this possible." He asked, almost subconsciously, "I mean. . . How so. ”

It's just something that has never happened before, and it's a big deal, because without Gideon's calculations of the time coordinates, they can't make the next jump.

In other words, they are trapped in this strange and unknown timeline.

Gideon was silent, still seemingly calculating.

It took a moment before it replied with the quality of the sound mixed with a lot of metallic sounds.

"Captain, I tried to recalculate our coordinates and got three uncertain answers."

"Go on."

Rip Hunt knows nothing, although he is the Lord of Time, the captain of the Wave, but he has no professional skills, his tactics are not excellent, far inferior to Snyter, and his skills are mediocre, and the canary Salararans can beat him several times.

Even in terms of time travel, it doesn't seem to be useful, because the most critical coordinates are calculated by Gideon, and if Gideon can't figure it out, he will have to be blind, and it is meaningless.

Probably the only place that is important. He's the one who can fix Gideon.

This is probably the reason why he sat in the captain's position, and the reason why he can or find the Legend Team of Tomorrow.

"In the twenties of the XIX century, the location was unknown, in the seventies of the XVIII century, the location was equally unknown, in the forties of the twentieth century, the location was suspected to be on the territory of Russia."

"The timeline is very confusing."

Gideon went on to explain, "I can't calculate valuable information. ”

"When I found another target to look at, Captain America, the time of his birth was a sign, and when he became Captain America completely, we could recalibrate the time, uh. She? ”

Rip Hunt didn't care about the difference between her and him in detail, for he was wondering what he had heard.

"Captain America?" He wondered.

"Who is this guy?"

As a master of time and the captain of a spaceship under the Time Court, Rip Hunt still has a little basic common sense, otherwise he would not be able to graduate and become a captain.

Although he can't say that he is familiar with the big and small events in history, and even the details, he also knows it by heart and knows it very well.

But he quickly recalls from modern times to the earliest ones mentioned by Gideon. In the eighteenth century, I didn't remember who Captain America really was, and even the name was very unfamiliar.

It's strange what the hell is going on today.

Rip Hunt looked at the others and realized that they were also at a loss, obviously not impressed with Captain America.

Since the other party can be crowned with such a title, it should obviously be a little unusual, such a person, perhaps ordinary people may not know for various reasons, confidential factors, and problems recorded in history, but they will definitely know.

It's just that..

Wait a minute.

Rip Hunt suddenly thought of something, and he seemed to remember. I've heard the name myself.,It does sound a little familiar.,Where did you hear it.。。

"Not really."

Rip Hunt blurted out suddenly, then took a deep breath.

The next moment, in the eyes of the people around him, Salarans began to try to remember what kind of mystery was trying to chop off his gaze.

It was the memory of the future of the multidimensional universe in the eyes of Agamotto.

Tony Stark. Spider-Man. Strange. Captain America.

Got it.

The other party is really important.,His name is also very high.,But the problem is.。。

"That's not our world, it's not our timeline." Rip Hunt asked Gideon.

And Gideon's answer remained equally calm.

"Now it is."

It said.