Chapter Twenty-Three: From Street Fighting to the Origin of the Universe
"Buzz."
A BlackBerry mobile phone placed on the low coffee table in the living room shook, Fu Qinghai picked it up and looked at it, it was a text message from Nathan Lemmon, telling Fu Qinghai that starting the day after tomorrow, raw materials and instruments and equipment would be in place one after another.
Underneath the phone was a credit card and some banknotes.
BlackBerry is the first real-life mobile phone brand to appear in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, but I didn't expect it to be available in the Earth-36 universe.
"Hmmm......"
Fu Qinghai put down his mobile phone, slowly lay on his back on the soft sofa, looked at the ceiling decorated with exquisite wood veneer, and was distracted.
He finally remembered now that he still had a plot line mission to do.
...... 2013 Hydra-related ...... That's probably the plot line of Captain America.
Fu Qinghai is not in a hurry, in just a few reincarnation careers, he has found that senior reincarnators like Chen Xue and Hu Xian don't care much about the development of plot line tasks, and they all give priority to ensuring their survival.
As long as you live, you can slowly earn assimilation points.
Moreover, even if Fu Qinghai is a little prince who has a wide range of fishing, there are many movie series or comics that the plot is completely unknown, many people are blind when they enter the world of reincarnation, and they are not clear who is the good guy and who is the villain.
Moreover, Fu Qinghai knew that the reincarnation world he was currently in was a main world, that is to say, there might be reincarnators who had left the anchor of the world here a long time ago.
This is also a big variable.
But then again, if you don't work hard to earn Assimilation Points and strengthen yourself, your chances of surviving the next unknown reincarnation world will be greatly reduced.
Fu Qinghai's fingers tapped lightly on his eyebrows.
He provided the formula of the plastic steel alloy to Hammer Industries, which enhanced the villain's strength to a certain extent, but the reincarnation world did not indicate that any stage milestones had been reached.
That shows that the world of reincarnation is also very clear, this is not the dualism of black and white, good and evil, and the villain and the villain are also independent of each other, Hammer Industries is the villain against Iron Man, it is indeed the villain, but it is not the same as Hydra.
At least not for now.
Fu Qinghai gradually unfolded along this line of thought.
After the end of World War II and the disappearance of Nazi, Red Skull and Hydra went into a dormant state underground, unlike multinational companies like Hammer Industries, which opened their doors to do business, Hydra is a hidden underground organization, it is difficult to find their people casually, if the Hydra agents are so easy to find, S.H.I.E.L.D. will definitely find the reincarnation first.
I am a player of the plot line of the Hydra camp, but now I can't even organize it.
It's hard......
couldn't think of a plan, Fu Qinghai didn't think about it anymore, stood up, put his credit card and mobile phone in his trouser pocket, and prepared to go out to buy a suit.
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At the same time, Fu Qinghai and Justin Hammer were once held in prison.
Trevor Slattery, the theater actor who was imprisoned for pretending to be an adult, is still spitting and gushing about his legendary experience to his fellow inmates and fans.
A well-dressed young man in a brown suit, carrying a video camera and a briefcase, arrives in the prison office.
He was a reporter for television and had applied to the prison to interview Trevor Slattery.
The prison authorities arranged an office for interviews, with two prison guards and an avid Trevor Slatry fan, a black inmate who was Trevor's assistant.
The young reporter set up the camera, adjusted the focus of the camera, and began the interview with the crazy middle-aged drama actor.
Trevor Slattery is just like he did when he faced his prison fans, running with a train mouth full of mouth, and he didn't look serious.
The young journalist was not annoyed at all and calmly asked questions.
Inside the camera, which is blocked by the display, a series of complex gear gears are shifted and rotated, assembling pieces of metal parts of different shapes into a pocket pistol.
The young journalist asked the last question:
"You don't know the history of the Manchurians at all, he was an ancient warlike king, who has inspired countless people since the Middle Ages, and your performance did not interpret the image of the Manchurians in the slightest, what do you think?"
Trevor Slatree raised his chin and waved his hand nonchalantly:
"Who cares, man? People will only remember me, Trevor Slattery, this wonderful actor. ”
The reporter stood up leisurely, inadvertently tidied up the cuffs of his shirt, and said:
"You're right, and because of such a sin, you will soon be in pain, and every ring we believe in will leave a hole in you."
On the wrist under the cuff of the young journalist, a black tattoo was faintly revealed - ten rings interlocking.
Hearing the reporter's inexplicable words, the two prison guards and one prisoner in the office were stunned.
The assembled pocket pistol in the camera "clicked" into the young reporter's hand, and he picked up the pistol and turned to several people in the room.
"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”
Two prison guards and one prisoner were shot dead on the spot before they could react.
Trevor Slattery was frightened by this sudden murderous scene, and he collapsed on his back in his seat and couldn't speak.
The middle-aged drama actor trembled and raised his hands and said:
"Don't ...... Don't kill me, I'm just a little person, I really don't know anything. ”
The young "reporter" put the muzzle of the gun on Trevor Slattery's head and said lightly:
"I know you're just a small person, I won't kill you, but you have to come with me, there's a real big man who wants to see you."
The young man grabbed a chair and smashed it against the window, smashing open an entire piece of glass, and then hijacked Trevor Slatri and stepped out of the window.
As soon as the two of them stepped out and stepped on the ground, the scene in front of them suddenly changed.
The accomplices who were supposed to pick him up outside the prison office building are all gone.
In front of me, the walls of the barbed wire grid began to fold, the concrete floor began to shrink, the sky became a mirror image reflected on the ground, the houses began to rotate like gears, and everything in front of me became a constantly changing geometry.
Dimension mirroring.
Both the young man and Trevor Slatri were stunned, they had never been pulled into dimensional mirror space before.
In the bizarre dimensional mirror space, a tall woman in a slim-fitting tracksuit, a black-robed and pointed-hat witch floating in mid-air, and a bespectacled woman holding a golden-red line with a rune fan.
is slowly walking towards the two of them.
A tall woman in a slim sportswear, with her hands in her pockets, stood still, blew a breath in her mouth, blew up the hair hanging down on the side of her face, and said lightly:
"You're going to have to come with us, Jackson Norris."
Jackson Norris? It didn't turn out that he was looking for me, Trevor Slatri turned his head to look at the young man beside him, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
The young man named Jackson Norris frowned and asked in a deep voice:
"Who are you?"
The tall woman said:
"You don't care who we are, tell me where Lord Man is, and we can let you live."
Jackson Norris held his gun, looked at the three men vigilantly, and asked:
"What are you looking for the head of my family?"
"Since you are his disciple, you should have heard of an old Chinese saying, called 'The husband is not guilty, he is guilty of his sin', the ten precepts, he does not deserve it, it's as simple as that."
The tall woman put her hands in her pockets and raised her chin, showing her arrogance.
Hearing this, Jackson Norris gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger, and roared:
"Don't you think!"
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Fu Qinghai stepped on the accelerator, and the Hummer H2 roared out of the exit of the underground garage.
Fu Qinghai pressed the window, said hello to a newly started black Chevrolet Saab class parked on the side of the road, and drove away from the apartment building with a foot of floor oil.
Walk around Sunset Park, across Fifth Avenue, to Eighth Avenue in Brooklyn.
This is the famous Eighth Avenue Chinatown in Brooklyn, which is the Chinatown and Chinatown as the saying goes, and Fu Qinghai has no other meaning to come here, just to taste what Zuo Zongtang chicken and Li Hongzhang's chop are like.
Coming out of the panda restaurant, Fu Qinghai pouted with a toothpick in his mouth.
It is indeed as unpalatable as rumored, mainly because of the American Chinese food in these fast food restaurants, and the taste of MSG is too strong, and Fu Qinghai's taste detection nerve under the tongue has been suggesting that "monosodium glutamate exceeds the standard".
Instead of going into a large shopping mall to visit those luxury stores, Fu Qinghai chose to turn into the alley behind the mall and stop in front of a small shop called "Strange Hall".
It turns out that there are also clothing stores in Chinatown that make Japanese Ame-style Kata.
Fu Qinghai thought it was quite interesting, so he went in and changed his outfit.
With a wide corduroy jacket, a lead-gray shirt, heavy cargo jeans, Martin boots, a black melon-skin sailor hat and a small black Casio square watch as accessories, Fu Qinghai immediately changed from a sloppy street bless to a muscular handsome man with a meter nine.
American retro and Ami are not the same thing. Although it reflects the kind of kneeling and licking of the strong in the bones of the Japanese, I have to admit that the Japanese spirit of research has made many Western imported products glow with new life after entering Japan, such as Japanese whisky, which is also unique in whisky appreciation around the world.
Fu Qinghai likes this kind of American-style military tooling style after being changed by the Japanese, which is simple, rough and cold, but it is more in line with the aesthetics of the Orientals.
Fu Qinghai scratched his head, he hadn't had a chance to cut his hair since he fell into the wild planet, and his hair was quite long, so he turned into an American Barbershop.
After washing his hair and sitting in the barber chair, Mr. Tony behind him asked:
"Pretty boy, what kind of haircut do you want to cut?"
"Whatever...... Well, tie a small slender braid behind the right ear. ”
This is the Jedi Apprentice's braid, and for Alien Jedi Apprentices who have no hair, they also wear a tassel of canvas on their ears or horns instead.
"Okay, are there any other requirements, such as contouring?"
Teacher Tony's fingers gestured down the sides of Fu Qinghai's cheeks.
Fu Qinghai nodded and said, "Yes, just shave your beard." ”
"Okay."
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After some tricking, Fu Qinghai's face was covered with delicate white foam, and Mr. Tony next to him was holding a small spatula and was concentrating on shaving Fu Qinghai.
Generally, this kind of barber shop that advertises American-style retro oily hair will not use electric shavers.
“Boom——”
A sudden explosion interrupted the author's introduction, and a series of explosions and crashes came from outside the barbershop.
Pedestrians and shopkeepers screamed in terror as they ran desperately in the alley outside the store.
The barber was stunned when he saw this scene, Fu Qinghai suddenly got up, picked up a wet towel to wipe the foam off his face, threw down a few large-denomination green tickets and rushed out of the barbershop.
Fu Qinghai walked into the alley and saw that the battle was taking place in mid-air not far overhead.
A woman wearing a blue and black tight leather suit, a blue cape, and a short blond hair with a blue blindfold attached to her eyes, shrouded in a cloud of blue translucent energy, was fighting with a huge robot four meters tall.
The body of this four-meter-tall humanoid robot is a large square purple box, with stout humanoid hands and feet, which are spliced together by golden rings of metal, and the head position is a small square box with an eyeball-like circular probe embedded in the small square box.
The woman in blue floated in mid-air, flying around the giant robot, turning the blue energy into various weapons such as knives, swords, machine guns, and drills composed of blue phantoms, constantly attacking the robot, and constantly falling various parts and fragments from the robot's body.
In the middle of the huge robot's body was a display screen, on which the face of a white and chubby middle-aged man appeared, and this face roared angrily:
"You can't kill me, it's just a body of mine, I still have countless robot legions, you provoked me, I'm going to destroy this place today, and set foot on this block!"
Wow!
Fu Qinghai was stunned, isn't this Dr. Zola?
There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them.
Amni Zola is the chief scientist of Hydra, the right-hand man of Hitle during World War II, the first human genetic engineer in the history of Earth, responsible for the research and development of various cloned creatures and monsters, and is also proficient in electrical engineering and automation.
Then I looked at the woman in blue who was fighting Dr. Zola, and the chest of the tight leather suit was towering...... Oh no, it was a black circular sign—two semi-circular arcs connected to each side of the ring, and a blue ring on her middle finger was constantly emitting blue energy, dazzlingly blue.
The Lantern Ring, the men of the Blue Lantern Legion.
The DC Universe is also here......
Fu Qinghai was secretly speechless.
Jeff John's Lantern Legion is a very big force in the DC Universe, many people are more familiar with Green Lantern and Green Lantern Legion, in fact, there are a total of ten Lantern Corps (not seven) in the entire DC Universe Lantern Hero system, which are red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black and white, and ultraviolet legion.
When the Blue Lantern Woman heard Dr. Zora say that she wanted to level the block, she snorted coldly, lowered her body and flashed a thick arm, and the blue energy wrapped in her body skyrocketed, condensing into the phantom of a huge three-meter-long iron hammer, and wielding the blue giant hammer in mid-air and turning around, "Bang! With a thud, the small square head of the robot possessed by Dr. Zola was smashed into the air.
The square box inlaid with round eyeballs was smashed open, and an arc was drawn in the air, and it fell to the ground with a "pop", and rolled twice and rolled right at Fu Qinghai's feet.
Fu Qinghai looked down at the metal box, and then looked up at the two people who were fighting not far away.
Losing the probe overhead, Dr. Zola's robot's perception seemed to be affected, and its arm waved wobbly, easily dodged by Blue Lantern in mid-air, and the blue giant hammer in Blue Lantern Woman's hand smashed into the robot one after another, smashing the robot is shell deformed, parts splashed everywhere, and it was about to fall apart immediately if it couldn't hold on.
No one noticed Fu Qinghai's side.
Fu Qinghai squatted down, picked up the metal square box the size of a flat monitor, covered it with a jacket, quietly turned around, merged into the fleeing crowd, and left.
Fu Qinghai walked quickly to the parking place, put the square box on the passenger seat, sat back in the seat, closed the door, started and shifted gears, hit the steering wheel, and kicked the accelerator, the exhaust pipe of the Hummer H2 made a roar, and the big off-road vehicle drove away.
Along the way, Fu Qinghai recalled the Blue Lantern Reincarnation he had just met, and couldn't help but purse the corners of his lips.
Damn, that's not fair.
Lao Tzu worked hard to become an Astarte monk, and as a Jedi apprentice, others came up to be a member of the Blue Lantern Legion?
From the perspective of the origin of power, the Lantern Legion corresponds to nine emotional spectrums (Nine Lantern Legion) and an invisible spectrum (Ultraviolet Legion), and the emotional spectrum is one of the seven cosmic forces that the "source" gave Perpetua to create the DC multiverse, and the entire DC multiverse is composed of seven cosmic forces.
To use a familiar analogy: In the Marvel Cinematic Universe, why is Captain Marvel so strong? Because the source of Captain Marvel's power is the Cosmic Rubik's Cube, the space gem of the six Infinity Stones, the explosion of the six singularities produced the Marvel Cinematic Universe, and the six singularities left some residues after the explosion are the six Infinity Stones, which is the power of the universe origin level in the Marvel Cinematic Universe.
In other words, after the reincarnation becomes the Lantern Man, there is no need to rack his brains like Fu Qinghai to think about how to improve and strengthen himself, the lower limit of the Lantern Heroes can be very low and weak, and they will be killed by one shot, but the upper limit can also be very high and strong, after all, the emotional spectrum is the power of the origin level of the universe.
Of course, the Force, in the Star Wars universe, is also a cosmic origin-level power, but Fu Qinghai's own Force talent is not very high.
Fu Qinghai drove the car to the warehouse area of the harbor wharf, braked sharply and stopped on the side of the road next to the gray fluttering experimental building, jumped out of the car, picked up the metal box, and went straight to the laboratory.
Although he met Dr. Zola, the chief scientist of Hydra, and finally found the clue of Hydra, Fu Qinghai knew in his heart that the battle of that level just now was not something that he, a naked interstellar soldier, could participate in, and the reincarnators had already appeared one after another, and he had to arm himself as soon as possible!
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