Chapter 4, please call me Wang Qiu ameng

“…… Belch...... Miss Mary Tang, I have deep sympathy for your misfortune. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info A guy like this who leaves his girlfriend and runs away by himself when he encounters danger is really unmanly! However, I also have one thing that I don't know if it's good news or bad news to inform you about......"

Listening to the nagging and complaining of this one-legged female man Tang Mary, mixed with a lot of foul slang, Wang Qiu recorded it with a voice recorder with a wry smile, and said while diverting the topic, "...... In fact, according to the accurate information we have obtained through the main god system, whether it is Miss Zhang Lihua who sold you this inferior prosthetic leg, or Mr. Qi Jiande, who left you and fled by himself just now, they are no longer alive now.

Well, there's also a Mr. Xia Dongming, who also died just a few minutes ago...... Therefore, among the survivors who are still alive in the Marvel world, there is only one Mr. Chen Ping left except you. The latter does not appear to be in New York. Miss Tang, do you know Chen Ping's whereabouts? ”

“…… What the? The one surnamed Qi didn't manage to escape? Damn aliens! Tang Marie's face turned pale suddenly, and she looked very shocked, which shows that although this one-legged female man is annoyed that her boyfriend left her at the moment of crisis, she still has some memory in her heart," ...... But what's going on with Lihua's sister? Could it be that the aliens have hit New York's Chinatown by now? It's still quite far from the battlefield, right? ”

She said to herself, struggling with her hands against the wall, trying to look out at the gunfire outside the building, but before she could stand still, she fell down again. Wang Qiu hurriedly held her up, and whispered in a low voice, "...... Well...... Miss Tang, although I have no basis for what I said, but you seem to have said just now that Miss Zhang Lihua's current occupation seems to be a salesman for a prosthetic company? ”

“…… Oh! Damn it! She must have come to Manhattan today to find customers to sell smart prosthetics......"

Hearing this, the one-legged female man Tang Mary suddenly realized, and then she hung her head in despair, "...... Moreover, even if she didn't come to Manhattan, the current Chinatown is estimated to have become a lawless place, and it is even more normal for bandits to take advantage of the fire to rob and kill a few people by the way. ”

“…… Uh, please be careful, Miss Tang. Political Commissar Guo said, "...... Is there anything you know about the other two? ”

“…… Xia Dongming? The Taiwanese surnamed Xia has been cut off from me since last year, and I don't know where he died, but I didn't expect to be stewed in Manhattan today...... Alas! And that Chen Ping, well, I have his phone number on my phone, and I remember that after retiring last year, he seemed to have started a small farm in the Texas countryside......" Don Mary replied with a haggard face.

“…… Well, that's good, now that you have the basics, it's time to get your mobility back up. ”

Wang Qiu put away the voice recorder, took out Tang Marie's mobile phone at the same time, and then took out the Doraemon series black technology prop [Restoration Light Light] from a [Four-Dimensional Pocket] hidden on the inside of her shirt, aimed at her broken prosthetic leg, and activated the switch.

So, in the unbelievable eyes of the Hong Kong female man Tang Marie, the fragments of tattered prosthetic legs that fell on the ground were actually guided by some incredible beam of light, as if they had become living things, and gradually put together automatically, and finally became intact as new!

“…… This...... What the hell is this? Now there is this kind of technology on the mainland? She cried out in surprise.

But there is a white white old man next to him, but his expression is quite calm when he looks at this scene - the Marvel world is not only a concentration camp for superheroes and supervillains, but also a place full of all kinds of black technology, from floating aircraft carriers to small gene therapy, all of which are more than 30 years beyond the level of real-world technology. And New York is a place where Frankenstein gathers, as early as World War II, Iron Man's dad developed flying cars here. Even an ordinary person living in New York is no stranger to all kinds of fresh high-tech products emerging one after another.

“…… Let me explain that later. Wang Qiu put away the props and held the restored smart prosthetic leg in front of Tang Mary, "...... The most important thing now is to find a safer place to evacuate...... All right! Let's see if this thing works! ”

――I have to admit that although there are suspected to have some quality problems in terms of material structure strength, this intelligent prosthetic leg produced in the Marvel world is indeed quite advanced, relying on the chip program inside, so that the prosthetic leg can automatically adapt to the terrain and adjust the bending, so that the disabled who use it can not have a problem going up and down the stairs, and even dance. If you don't look closely, it looks almost like a normal person...... When the one-legged female man Tang Mary put on this smart prosthetic leg again, and then put down the long skirt, she basically moved completely freely.

So, the three of them immediately got up and left the roof platform, entered the interior of the Empire State Building through the stairs of the escape route, and after a few more rounds, finally found an empty office, rushed in, and blocked the door with furniture. Next, in Tang Mary's terrifying eyes, Wang Qiu took out a [random door] from his [four-dimensional pocket] and placed it in the center of the office: "...... Okay, Miss Tang, please hold the doorknob tightly, think about where you want to go, like your apartment in Chinatown, and then open the door and you're there! ”

“…… This, this, is it the [random door] in the comics? Oh! O my God! Looking at this familiar scene, the female man Tang Mary's eyes were about to fall, "...... Are you Doraemon? ”

“…… Well, not exactly, but it's pretty much the same. Miss Tang, you can call me 'Wang Qiu A Dream'! Wang Qiu boasted to himself proudly, "...... I've been born and died with the robot cat for an old acquaintance, and this [random door] was obtained from him! ”

But in the next moment, the pride in his heart was like a soap bubble, punctured by the cruel truth.

“…… Huh? Why can't this door open? Is the rust dead? Or is it simply a fake? ”

“…… How so? I'll give it a try...... Well? Really can't be opened? How can it be? The other props are so well used! ”

“…… Ahem! In my opinion, the preset map information in this [random door] probably doesn't match the real geography of the Marvel world! Haven't we encountered something like this before? But now there isn't a Doraemon to help us re-enter the map information. ”

Looking at Wang Qiu's anxious appearance, Professor Guo pondered for a moment, and suddenly interjected, "...... Although the Earth of the Marvel world looks similar to the geography of the real world, there are still some subtle differences - such as the fictional cities of Eastern Europe and African countries......"