Chapter 7: A Man Richer Than Iron Man
Looking at the purple glow in his palm, Fang Mo was also stunned.
He never thought that his stand-in Steves could still play like this.
Due to the fact that the rules of the real world are different from those of the MC world, the nature of the Ender Hand has changed significantly after being touched by Fang Mo.
In the game, the ender hand functions very simply.
Left-click for 6 damage, right-click to grab a block and throw it at the enemy, then hold down SHIFT+RIGHT BUTTON TO TELEPORT.
But after being touched by Fang Mo, this thing is no longer a game item.
Instead, it becomes something that really exists in reality.
This is actually very unreasonable, it feels like Fang Mo made an unreasonable request, and then let the rules of this world take care of itself, how can it be transformed into something relatively reasonable.
Now, the transformed hand of ender has completely merged with Fang Mo.
As long as Fang Mo's mind moved.
His hands will glow with a purple glow.
Fang Mo tested it a little and found that this was probably something similar to an energy force field, which could not only increase the power of his fist, but also be used to retrieve objects in the air.
Even if Fang Mo wanted to, he could teleport in a small area.
"Damn... That's cool, isn't it......"
Fang Mo clenched his fists, obviously a little excited: "This is much easier to use than the ender hand in MC." β
After tasting the sweetness, Fang Mo successively transformed some other items.
However, it turns out that not everything can be transformed into Fang Mo's ideal form like the Ender Hand.
Take the stone pickaxe as an example.
Fang Mo touched a stone pickaxe, and then the white light flashed, and a pickaxe made of stone and wood really appeared in front of him, but after losing the excavation rules in the MC, Fang Mo just knocked the ground with this stone pickaxe, and the tip of the pickaxe was directly collapsed and flew out.
In addition to this, Fang Mo also tried the torch.
As a result, he had an extra burning torch in his hand.
This torch also lost the rule of never extinguishing in MC, and after burning for a while, it gradually turned into a small pile of ashes.
Fang Mo thought about it for a while, and felt that the problem was still with the rules of the world.
Things like stone pickaxes, torches, or all kinds of food, because these things are already present in reality, so after transformation, they lose their MC properties and become ordinary items that can be found everywhere in the real world.
But the ender hand is different.
You know, this thing doesn't exist in the real world.
Because of this, the ender hand can reasonably retain its original abilities after being transformed, such as being able to grab objects, teleport, or increase the power of its fists.
"Looks like the glass sword can't be transformed casually."
After figuring out the principle of this, a trace of realization also rose in Fang Mo's heart.
According to the logic of this transformation characteristic, if you transform the glass sword, then it is very likely that because there is glass in the real world, you will directly give yourself a polished glass strip.
Fang Mo said that he wanted that thing to have a fart.
"Forget it, let's eat something first."
Shaking his head, Fang Mo temporarily put down the test of the stand-in's ability and prepared to go through the refrigerator instead.
This is also a trait that Fang Mo only understood in the burger restaurant before, and the satiety of himself and Steve is also shared, Steve can gnaw carrots to restore satiety, but at the same time, Fang Mo can also eat real-world meals to fill his hunger.
Whether it's Steve or Fang Mo, as long as one of them is full, the other will also feel full.
"Jingle bell!"
However, before Fang Mo could open the refrigerator, suddenly an electric bell rang at the door.
"Huh?"
Hearing the doorbell, Fang Mo was also slightly stunned.
You know, the location of the house he lives in is actually very remote, so under normal circumstances, no one will disturb him.
Opening the door with some doubts, Fang Mo found a somewhat bald middle-aged man standing outside the door.
"Hello, Mr. Fang Mo."
The man outside the door was wearing a suit, although his hairline was a little worrisome, but his temperament was very approachable, and at this moment Fang Mo showed a smile: "My name is Phil Coulson, I am from the Territorial Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau, and I am here to consult you about some things." β
"I guess Nick Fury must have made you work overtime a lot."
Fang Mo looked at Coulson in front of him, and couldn't help but complain: "With your poor hair, I can't help but want to sprinkle a handful of bone powder on your head." β
ββ¦β¦ Do you know the Director? β
Hearing this, Coulson was also a little surprised, the intelligence did not say that the other party knew his immediate boss so well.
"The famous mom provokes Fakxia, who doesn't know this." Fang Mo nodded, and then beckoned, "Anyway, let's sit down first." β
"Okay."
Although his stomach was full of questions, Coulson walked in with the other party.
As soon as he entered the room, Coulson looked around, after all, according to the description in the intelligence, this guy in front of him should be an Eastern wizard or something, and as an agent, it is his job to collect intelligence.
It's a pity that he didn't see anything like a magic circle, an altar, or a candle, and although the whole room was spotless, it was still very clean, and there was nothing suspicious.
"Sit down."
Fang Mo sat on the sofa with a casual expression: "Didn't you say that you wanted to consult me about something?" Now it's time to ask. β
"We already know your specific situation." Coulson asked, "Did you approach Stark for any purpose?" Your special abilities...... Or how did witchcraft come about? β
"It's all said I'm a stand-in messenger."
Fang Mo spread his hands and said: "This thing is what I naturally awakened, it has more functions, I can't tell it myself, in short, it is a kind of thing like a guardian spirit." β
"Then you're approaching Stark......"
"I just ran into Stark in the desert." Fang Mo interrupted: "Whether it's his money or the weird science and technology in his head, I'm not interested, it's better to say that he's quite interesting, I don't mind having such a friend." β
"But Stark is the richest man in the world."
Coulson was visibly unconvinced: "Your appearance is too mysterious for us to suspect ......"
"You know a hammer."
Fang Mo rolled his eyes and asked, "Have you ever heard of alchemy?" β
"That's ...... What? Coulson, of course, never saw it: "Is it the kind I understand?" Midas in Greek mythology? β
Fang Mo shook his head, and the next second, his mind moved slightly, and Steve, who was standing behind him, silently took out a gold ingot and handed it to him, the original pixel-style gold ingot directly turned into a giant gold brick the size of a grinding disc the moment it touched Fang Mo's palm.
As Coulson can't see the stand-in.
So from his point of view, it was Fang Mo who took out a gold brick out of thin air.
"It's ...... Gold? β
Coulson couldn't help but be stunned.
"Genuine, more than 99.99% pure solid big gold brick." Fang Mo put the gold bricks on the ground and directly pressed out a few cracks in the tiles: "Do you see it?" This is the legendary alchemy. β
As an agent, Coulson's eyesight is still very good.
I saw that he checked the gold brick and found that this thing was really a real solid gold brick, so he couldn't help but show a shocked expression: "You...... How exactly is this done? β
"It's just a stand-in, no fuss."
Seeing Coulson's surprised expression, Fang Mo smiled proudly: "So I said it, Lao Tzu never cares if others have money when he makes friends, anyway, they definitely can't be richer than me, right?" β
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Hearing Fang Mo's statement, Coulson didn't know what to say.
If the other party really knows how to do alchemy, then there is really no one in the world who is richer than him, and the gold brick just now weighs at least a few hundred pounds, and he feels that his life's salary is only a fraction of this gold brick.
"Do you have any clue that Stark is planning to close the weapons department?"
After all, it was an agent, and Coulson quickly adjusted his mentality: "You know, Stark can feed a lot of people, and their weapons are of good quality, if they go out of business, it is estimated that even the military will have a headache ......"
"That was Stark's own decision."
Fang Mo said: "The desert trip broke his naΓ―ve illusion all along, he realized that it was not reliable to use weapons to bring peace, so he didn't want to sell weapons anymore, after all, he was a proud genius...... Makes sense, right? β
"Is that so?"
Coulson nodded subconsciously.
However, before Coulson could come up with the next question, Fang Mo suddenly clapped his hands: "Okay, I'm hungry, that's the end of today's Q&A." β
After finishing speaking, Fang Mo waved his hand directly, and the door was suddenly opened automatically, and the meaning of sending off guests was obvious.
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Coulson glanced at Fang Mo a little speechlessly, without finding out the true strength and character of the other party, the relationship between the two parties could not be too stiff, so since the other party didn't want to talk, he could only leave with interest.
Of course, he didn't forget to secretly leave a few gadgets behind before leaving.
Fang Mo didn't know Coulson's tricks, but he had almost tested everything he should have tested, and he wouldn't reveal anything.
In fact, his target was originally on the side of S.H.I.E.L.D., according to the plot, Nick Fury, the head of the secret service, is currently pulling the team, so after showing a little ability, can the other party not be interested?
Of course, Fang Mo didn't want to join the Avengers or anything, after all, he was not a good person, and he definitely couldn't be a superhero, in fact, when he killed those terrorists in the desert before, he didn't have any waves in his heart, as if it was just a zombie in the game.
Fang Mo didn't know if this was Steve's influence on him, but he didn't hate it.
Repaying grievances with virtue is too advanced for Fang Mo, he can't learn it, in his opinion, maybe killing decisiveness is the truth of the world, countering violence with violence or something, as long as you are strong enough, others are willing to do it and reason with you.
He went to S.H.I.E.L.D. just to make things more convenient.
And the truth was just as Fang Mo expected, after waiting a few days a little, he really met that Ma Mess Fakxia as he wished.