Fang Juexia opened his eyes in the room, an irrepressible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, the most anticipated thing finally happened, when the Winter Soldier was killed, what choice would Captain America, who claimed to be absolutely righteous, make? And what about the rest of the people who follow Team America?

This made him want to press the speed button to speed up the time, but just then he received a not-so-pleasant message from Tumus.

"Sir, General Ross is aware of your existence, but does not yet know the exact relationship between us, and thinks you are one of my clients."

"In order not to let his affairs be shaken out, he pressed the action of the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D., but asked to lure you out, otherwise he will refuse to provide shelter for our business again, it should be the news that the little ant leaked that day."

Fang Juexia frowned, Tooms's alien weapons trade was an indispensable link, not to mention anything else, just the huge profits had to keep this business.

If Ross doesn't provide asylum, the business will become untenable, and it will be easy to kill him, but the problem to be solved is how to control him and let him continue to provide asylum, if only he could be persuaded to generously divide the seventy percent of the benefits.

But the three places of the Pale Mask have been occupied by Tumus and others, although they can be upgraded, but the condition of the Pale Mask is that it must make people feel fear to take effect, and this control method is not secure, and the controlled can break free through death.

He didn't want to bet on whether Rose was afraid of death or not, if he was not afraid of death, then all calculations would be ruined.

"I'll take care of it." After Fang Juexia replied to a message, he summoned the Book of Necromancy, and after a period of accumulation, not only was the negative emotions of summoning the spider's dependents compensated, but also came to a position close to 300,000, if only a few more places like Hell's Kitchen could be created.

Thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone angrily, clicked on the calendar notepad and recorded it on it, and there was already a large red dot recorded on the date in front.

"No. 2, when did the ancient one die? Not today, hope tomorrow"

Fang Juexia prayed only after the record, although it was unlikely from the previous prayer records, but every non-chief had a heart to enter the soul.

"Invest 10,000 negative emotions, I want to have something or ability that can manipulate people's hearts."

[You throw 10,000 points of negative emotions into the bottomless abyss of chaos, but unfortunately this insignificant prayer does not attract any attention. 】

"Throw 10,000 negative emotions again." He doesn't have much psychological fluctuation about this kind of expected thing, anyway, there is a hell's kitchen and popular science website behind him that constantly generates negative emotions, even if he is big, he is not distressed.

[You throw 10,000 points of negative emotions into the bottomless abyss of chaos, and a little glimmer of light shines in the boundless darkness. 】

[Congratulations on getting a crowbar.] 】

Crowbar?? What's this good stuff?

Fang Juexia didn't come back to his senses for a while, and hurriedly summoned it, and an arm-length object appeared in his hand out of thin air.

One end is straight, the other end is bent with grooves, no matter how you look at it, it is just an ordinary crowbar used to pry nails or wooden boxes, and the following description also proves his judgment.

【Crowbar】

[It's really just an ordinary crowbar.] 】

[Although it is one of the three major artifacts of the investigator, it is still just an ordinary crowbar.] 】

......

He was silent for a while and threw it directly into the trash, gritted his teeth and said, "Invest 30,000 negative emotions at one time." ”

[You have thrown 30,000 points of negative emotions into the bottomless abyss of chaos, and there is a presence in the boundless darkness that answers your prayers. 】

[It is ......]

"Invest again...... Wait a minute! Fang Juexia almost bit his tongue with a sudden brake, and originally thought it was another insignificant prompt.

【The Great Race of Is)

[The race that conquered time, and thus was given the name of greatness. 】

[Although they live on the river of time, it is difficult to reach the other side across time, but they can occupy the bodies of the mentally fragile through spiritual projection, and imitate their every move vividly. 】

[Due to the long distance, each summoning projection needs to consume 100,000 negative emotions.] 】

The Great Race of Is! Their ability is to encroach on other people's bodies, and will imitate the behavior and personality of the host, which will be somewhat incongruous at first, but will become more and more perfect as the encroachment lasts longer.

To put it simply, it's a number theft.

Except for being a little more expensive, everything else fits the needs perfectly, but it's not its problem, it's its own.

So isn't the Ancient One still dead?

Fang Juexia was full of resentment and used the shadow shelter before spending 100,000 negative emotions to summon the great race of Is, because only in this way would the detector not detect the change in the magnetic field.

In the darkness that is so dense that it cannot be dissolved, the colorful light is gradually intertwined into a strange body, like a creature, but like a cone, because it is a projection, so the body is translucent soul-like, as more and more details appear, it completely reveals its absurd appearance.

A folded cone, about three meters tall, with four tentacles extending from the top of the cone, with large hooks or pincers growing at the ends of the left and right tentacles, and the middle two with something resembling a head and some organ that apparently did not belong to any known creature.

Or that there is no noun in the world today for this kind of organ, like cylinders gathered together.

But no organ similar to the mouth was found in this strange creature, the tentacles with the head stretched out as if to look closer, and the two pincers scratched the ground with a cacophony of cacophony, without specific language, but its emotions could be clearly perceived through the changes in sound.

It's curious about the world.

"Don't worry, I'll arrange a perfect shell for you to walk around and get to know here." Fang Juexia didn't bother to say much, he took it back after a brief understanding, and then he had to figure out how to make Rose's mental breakdown take over his body.

If you control him, it is equivalent to controlling the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D. to a certain extent, so you must be careful not to be detected by the Avengers.

Fang Juexia knocked on the table and fell into deep thought, his excited thoughts had already made it difficult for him to sleep, and he didn't suddenly come back to his senses until the sky was slightly exposed with the white of the fish belly and the sun like salted egg yolk.