"Click!"

The sound of broken wood grew out of the night.

Kodak stood in a corner, staring at a table three meters away, as if looking at a new continent. One hand kept tugging at the wooden furniture around him, and from time to time he would break off a small piece of the poor furniture.

I thought that the incident of crossing over because of squatting in the toilet three days ago was nonsense enough, but at this time, the scene that happened three meters away from Kodak constantly refreshed Kodak's worldview, and conveyed a profound truth from time to time.

In this world, there is no most nonsense, only more nonsense!

In this humble rental house of no more than 80 square meters, the most expensive item should be a piece of Kodak's antique mobile phone that Kodak spent $90 to buy from the thrift market.

Although the function is extremely imperfect, and the poor signal often makes Kodak doubt life, Kodak still shows it as a weak treasure, and usually even a slight bump can feel distressed for a long time.

And now, in Kodak's eyes, this antique mobile phone, which is enough to be called a treasure of the heart, is being brutally destroyed, but Kodak can only have a painful tooth root pain, and is unwilling to step forward to stop it.

It's not because of Kodak's instigation, in fact, as a traverser, although the mix is miserable, Kodak does not lack the confidence and courage that a traverser should have.

However, this scene in front of me really challenges the limits of people's tolerance!

On the table three meters away from Kodak, there is a box, a strange to eerie box, the box is divided into two parts, upper and lower, with four patterns on the top, which correspond to the four sides.

Four motifs, an angry demon, a smiling angel, a funny clown, and a serious human face.

The bottom is boxy, no different from a normal box.

Speaking of which, this box also has something to do with Kodak's crossing, not long ago Kodak was happily going to the toilet, but was directly knocked out by this strange box that fell from the sky, and when he woke up again, he was already in another world.

Through the newspapers left by its predecessor, Kodak has a preliminary understanding of the world.

The Marvel world is the world where all kinds of rich people rely on technology, poor people rely on mutations, all kinds of aliens jump around, and gods and demons coexist, a lively messy world.

As for whether it is the world of the Marvel Cinematic Universe or the world of the Marvel Animation Universe, it is not possible to determine for the time being because there is too little information.

No matter which world it is, it is a very dangerous world, and if you want to live in peace and stability, you must have some means beyond ordinary people.

So this box that smashed Kodak over became Kodak's primary research target, but after three days of research, Kodak did not study how to use this box and what it was for.

After Kodak completely gave up on the box, the box began to show its weird side.

A minute earlier, two small baby-sized hands had suddenly reached out from either side of the box, but the fingers were particularly long, like demonic claws.

The lower part of the center actually split directly, forming a hideous mouth.

Then, with two small hands, he grabbed Kodak's baby mobile phone on the table, and his mouth showed white teeth with sharp teeth, and he took a big bite of it, like nibbling on a piece of Dove chocolate, and it tasted delicious.

"Quack! Quack ........."

Every sound from the weird box biting the phone felt like it was hitting Kodak's heart directly.

Kodak's whole heart is dripping blood!

From time to time, a desperate thought of the box in front of me rose in my heart, but the fear of the unknown suppressed Kodak's impulse.

The size of a mobile phone is always limited, even if the antique mobile phone is not small than the smartphone of later generations, but the quality is also limited.

A minute passed, and only a few pieces remained on the table, expressing the fact that the poor phone once existed.

At this time, Kodak's eyes were on fire, and the resentment in his heart seemed to be about to turn into substance.

swallowed a mobile phone, the small hands on both sides of the box patted their stomachs, and their big mouths actually gave a loud burp.

Resentment! Endless resentment!

I really want to smash this thing in front of me!!

As if he felt Kodak's raging resentment, and as if it fit some strange conditions, the little hand of the box retracted, and a mouth disappeared without a trace.

If Kodak hadn't been 100% confident in his eyesight, I'd probably suspect that the previous scene was just an illusion.

Kodak stood up against the wall and took a step forward.

"Let's go!"

Clear footsteps echoed in the night.

As the sound of footsteps spread, the box on the table actually changed again.

"Click! Click........."

The sound of intermittent mechanical friction sounded, and the box was strangely separated up and down, and then the upper part began to rotate itself, and as time went by, it turned faster and faster!

"Ding, Ding........."

The second turned sixty times, and the rotating box came to an abrupt end, with a funny clown side, and stared at Kodak in a daze.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Kodak actually feels that the clown on the surface of the box is laughing, laughing very strangely, laughing uncomfortable.

A chill quietly rose from my heart.

"What the hell is this weird box doing?!"

"Smack!"

The upper part of the box suddenly exploded, and a light and shadow flew out of the box, quickly came to Kodak's side, and then landed ten centimeters in front of Kodak.

Kodak looked down, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

In front of him was an ordinary frying pan, and on the pan there was a note with some dense words written on it.

"Ate a piece of my phone and spit out a pan! What is this operation?!! ”

Although the pan in front of him looked quite normal, it was spit out of the box that was so abnormal, and Kodak couldn't think of it as an ordinary pan.

Slowly squatting down, carefully sweeping, sweeping the note in front of him, Kodak looked down.

Next recipe

One: A knife that has bathed in human blood

Two: a veteran's medal

Three: A glass of wine for ten years

Time limit: one month

Note: If you can't find it on time, it will eat your yo, hehehehe!

Note the last sentence, the whole body is red, as if it is written by blood, just at a glance, it seems that there is a strong bloody breath rushing to the face.

Kodak's mood at this time is eccentric, angry? A little bit! Fear? Is there absolutely none? Even before, there was no fear, only fear of the unknown.

Now, it seems more of a subtle feeling of the worldview being pressed to the ground and rubbed.

"I'm here, threatened by a box?"