Northeast North America, Greenland, "Wolf's Lair" base.

James Howlett stands in the core area of the base where the Cosmic Cube is installed, and at his feet is the newly built vibranium energy supply hub, wisps of ice-blue energy lines spread throughout the vast underground space like an indoor arena.

For example, the ancient design and construction of the ancient Greek Olympus palace brings a unique sense of magnificent architectural ritual to the entire wolf's lair base.

A full vibranium throne embryo that is still being built stands tall at the top of the hall.

The rock layer under the tundra and the embedded base of blue-black vibranium deliberately outline the huge H-shaped fangs and knife marks.

The Wolf's Lair will eventually become the stronghold of the Howlett family's core.

Mining in Meteorite Mountain is in full swing, and the vast majority of winter wolves and wolf pack warriors are concentrated here, responsible for daily safety and care.

The increasingly vast and magnificent wolf's lair base like a dungeon, the workers, researchers, engineers and other thousands of people needed, this is because the construction machinery and equipment created by the Rubik's Cube power have super work efficiency and save a lot of labor.

Greenland's natural geography makes it almost impossible for ordinary people to travel to and from here, but the safety of the wolf's lair is still extremely important.

In Greenland, where the polar night is at its coldest in the polar night, the cold winds and heavy snowfall continue all day long, and the average temperature can reach minus 30 or 40 degrees, except for a few "warm" areas for human survival, three-quarters of the land in the Arctic Circle is a permanent ice cap no man's land.

The underground base has a perfect energy supply system, a comfortable temperature, a pleasant environment, and even cultivates some grass and vegetation, just like a world with a different ecology.

In a space excavated from the Meteorite Mountain, the heart-shaped grass that shimmered with a faint purple light was recultivated in the depths of the vibranium ore.

Dr. Erskine was getting older, and he refused any measures that might delay his life, leaving the rest of his time purely for his own research.

He and Zola, the core scientific group of the Howlett family, as well as some of the most important scientists at the Institute of Advanced Studies in Brooklyn, New York, all moved to the Wolf's Den to work and live.

Completely separate the ordinary outside commercial scientific research from the high-precision super technology development.

The vibranium rough that can be used and studied at will, the mysterious and infinite energy of the cosmic Rubik's cube, and the isolated environment are simply a paradise for scientific maniacs who are obsessed with exploration and invention.

"Boss, once the energy protection network is put into use, the wolf's lair will be completely isolated from the world, and such a cross-era energy barrier technology relies on the characteristics of Rubik's Cube energy and vibranium, I think even the strike of nuclear weapons can be perfectly resisted."

Arnim Zola always likes to call James the boss, and he attaches great importance to the styling and planning of some bases, which should be the business of the engineering team, but he is often the one who jumps up and down the most.

It is emphasized all the time that it is important to highlight the family crest and the architectural style full of power symbols, and the unusually strong cohesion of the Hydra force is also partly caused by this organizational structure with a pattern of faith brainwashing.

"Vibranium, you study slowly, Dr. McLean can be satisfied, but life has dragged on for several years, pay attention to his health, and the collected mutant corpses are still handed over to you and Dr. Erskine."

James traveled from New York to the Wolf's Lair for a few days, inspected the construction and development here, met the head wolf in charge of security, Colin Pitt, and then sped all the way to another roof of the world, which was still extremely cold and frozen.

Himalayas.

.......

Kathmandu is located on the southern slopes of the Himalayas, and Nepal's largest city is sheltered from the cold winds from the north by its natural mountain barrier.

Facing the warm current of the Indian Ocean in the south, the unique geographical environment makes the average annual temperature here about 20, the climate is pleasant, the sun is shining all year round, the green trees are lush, and the flowers are in full bloom.

At this time, the sky was slightly exposed, and the clouds gathered at the end of the gaze, as if oozing blood, showing a surging red, and James was wrapped in a blue cloak, walking on the muddy and dirty streets here.

Looking up into the distance, the mountains and the blue sky are quiet and magnificent, without any waves, people's hearts seem to be cleansed, but looking down at the feet and around, but always feel that (this chapter is not finished!) )

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Such filth is incompatible with this heaven and earth, and seems to destroy a fairyland that is not like the world.

Looking up at the moon and patting the dirt on the hem of your pants is the real life of ordinary people.

Constantly walking by, Nepalese women dressed in traditional sari covered their cheeks curiously, watching this tall and burly man stride down the crowded street, James's appearance and figure are too eye-catching here.

If there is a strange and hidden place in this world, the Himalayas must be one of them.

Kathmandu is a city of temples, and everywhere you can see statues of gods standing on the side of the road, James looks at the statue of Shiva, stepping on demons, wearing a skull hat and helmet, a string of human heads and skeletons hanging from the neck to the belly, each with six arms holding a weapon, red eyebrows, and huge eyes.

Perhaps the legends and gods of all nationalities have some real references, and he stood in the square of the largest Pashupatinath temple here, waiting for the group's nearest contact to the Indian branch in Nepal.

"Sir? Are you a gentleman from America? ”

A thick-accented, wist-spoken male voice rang out, and James' gaze withdrew from the dome of the temple as the dark, thin Indian man looked at him with some humility.

"I'm Imran Khan, an employee of Horlitt India, am you from New York?"

Imran's family background is complicated, his father is a Brahmin, the noblest caste in India, who had a relationship with a beautiful local woman while worshipping Shiva in Nepal and gave birth to him.

But his inferior status could not really be a Brahmin child, but this father was still in charge, sent him to the United States to study, and he also had the ambition to get ahead, and finally joined the branch of the Horlite Group in India.

He took this message from the New York headquarters very seriously, although it only mentioned a gentleman who needed to be received and served well, and did not even reveal his first name, but Yin Mulan guessed that it must be a big man.

And when he saw this statue of Lord Shiva standing in the temple square from a distance, looking at the statue of Lord Shiva more than three meters high, as if he was the gentleman from afar, he was even more sure of his guess.

"Yes, you're familiar with Nepal?"

James bowed slightly, this somewhat nervous man in a gray suit and dressed in an extraordinarily formal manner should be the Nepali-speaking guide he needed.

"My mother is Nepalese and it is an honor to serve you sir, don't know what I can do."

The handsome young man seemed to have no intention of introducing his name, and Yoon was more respectful, as people of low status in India are not qualified to know and call the upper castes by their names.

"I'm looking for some mysterious legends in the Himalayas, whether there are those places that are mythical but have a high degree of credibility."

Yin Mulan twisted his eyebrows, pondered for a moment, and said with some hesitation:

"Sir, Nepal, like India, has had many religions and myths since ancient times, and almost every temple has been considered a place of "apparition......

The dark-skinned Imran followed James, a gentleman who seemed to have come purely for tourism, strolling through the streets of Kathmandu, stopping for moments in front of each temple while listening to him recount the legends of Hinduism and Buddhism in the land.

"You know a lot, there are so many details about the Himalayan snowman."

James listened to these myths and anecdotes with great interest, and he knew a lot about the legends and ancient cultures of China, Europe and the United States, but the South Asian countries did not pay attention to them.

"Thank you, sir, for the compliment, but the snowman in the Himalayas is a joke in the eyes of us locals, and it is not as real as the Kama Taj in the depths of the mountains."

Yin Mulan's face couldn't hide the joy, said that he would shake his neck and head when he was happy, he wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, this gentleman seemed to walk slowly and quickly, he almost kept trotting to keep up.

"Kama Taj? What kind of place is that, why didn't I hear you mention it just now? ”

James paused slowly and sat cross-legged on the edge of a Buddhist temple with a stunning view of the towering mountains to the north of the city.

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"Uh... Because it is not a story of religious legends, it has nothing to do with mythology, they are a group of Dharma practitioners who actually exist, but it is said that their core sanctuary is in the unknown depths of the Himalayas. ”

"Do you know where to go? Or where to find these mages. ”

James suddenly became interested, even if the mythological images of various religions were true, they would live outside the sky like the Norse gods, and in his eyes, they were just extraterrestrial beings with strong individual powers, but the hidden mage organization that did exist sounded a lot more reliable.

Yin Mu Khan was stunned, he rubbed his hands, thought about it and said:

"When I was very young, I met a Kama Taj mage on the side of the road, and they would sometimes appear in Kathmandu, and they would often see the people and exchange some daily necessities, and they would say that they all ended up alone in the mountains, but they didn't know where they ended up."

"I see, you've done a good job as a guide all day, and I'll send a newsletter back to New York, saying that Mr. Howlett is pleased with your job."

James stood up and strode away, his extremely tall and conspicuous figure was unconsciously out of sight, and Imran Khan chased after him for a while, but he never found a figure again.

He wondered strangely about the surname Howlett, but it didn't feel real, it was the surname of the founder of the group, even if it was his boss's boss... Never really seen it either...

In front of Kathmandu's closest village to the foothills of the Himalayas, a strange traveler walked.

He was wrapped in a blue-blue cloak, unusually tall and burly, walking step by step towards the depths of the mountain range on his long legs, and the snow covered the land, but the villagers saw that the man walked in the snow without a trace, as if he had landed in the world, but he did not touch the mundane at all.

More and more villagers gathered at the foot of the mountain, folded their hands, and knelt deep in the ice and snow ......

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