Superman of the American Comics - Chapter 249

[Chapter 236? Trans-universe teleportation, the first transit station]

It is said that alcohol can stimulate human emotions the most, allowing them to open their hearts, show their true side, and bring their feelings closer to each other.

In Kama Taj’s room, three people and a rocket raccoon sit around a table.

A steaming Jiugongge hot pot is served on top, with various dipping sauces on small plates, as well as thinly sliced beef and mutton, seafood and vegetables.

“It’s really fragrant!”

Sol tonton madly took a mouthful of Red Star Erguotou, rinsed a few slices of beef, mixed the taste of sesame sauce and sweet and spicy sauce, and stuffed it into his mouth.

This Asgardian has never seen anything in the world when it comes to food.

Fried chicken and beer, a family barrel every day.

Such a cookie-cutter taste would satisfy Sol and make him addicted.

Occasionally order an extra pizza to reward yourself for playing hard every day and greeting your teammates.

It can be seen that Sol has low requirements for food.

The Chinese-style hot pot is a new experience for him.

In particular, the Red Star Erguotou with Asgard’s thousand-year-old wine is simply fascinating.

“Only a lunatic would like this stuff.”

Rocket Raccoon had a soft spot for prawn slips and sashimi, jumped from Sol’s shoulders to Lao Wang’s head, symbolically licked the high liquor in the glass, his face A look of disgust appeared.

Clearly, spirits are not to its taste.

“What do you know, little rabbit! This is what a man should drink! Pharaoh! Let’s have a drink!”

Sol, who was so excited to drink, hooked Pharaoh who was accompanying him, and the two touched a glass.

The latter made a reluctant appearance. He was no stronger than the Asgardians and could drink white wine as water.

Especially the high-purity spirits with added ingredients, just taking a sip can make people feel drunk.

“So, Strange is still on Titan?”

Old Wang scratched his head. He was more concerned about Doctor Strange’s situation than these uninvited guests.

“He’ll be back with the portal soon, you don’t have to worry at all,”

Luke replied.

His hands kept moving, and he threw a few slices of beef into Jiugong Grid.

Lao Wang’s craftsmanship is really good, especially the dipping sauce is well adjusted, which is the soul of hot pot.

“Then what the heck is going on?”

In fact, Old Wang still hasn’t figured out what happened.

He was wiped away with a snap of his fingers and turned to fly ash.

It feels like I fell asleep, and my thinking and memory still stop for a second after waking up.

All they know is that Dr. Banner informed them that Thanos was coming.

Then, Strange was hijacked by the Dark Order on the doughnut-like spaceship.

When he was ready to gather the power of Kama Taj and the three sanctuaries to rescue his Supreme Master, his consciousness returned to darkness.

It was like being knocked unconscious with a stick, unaware of what happened after that.

When he woke up again, Old Wang saw the two guys sitting in front of him, as well as the raccoon.

“Pharaoh, add some good wine to the whole hot pot. Today is worth celebrating! We saved the world… no, we saved the universe.”

This was the opening remarks of the raw face.

He is quite familiar with himself, and doesn’t consider himself an outsider at all.

If he didn’t know Thor and knew that the other party was Asgard, the old king might have regarded them as invaders.

“It’s a long and complicated story.”

Luke took a sip of Erguotou, and the spicy feeling rushed into it along the tip of his tongue.

“Wait for Strange

to come back and let him tell you in detail.”

Of course, the matter of cleaning up the mess is left to Lao Wang.

“By the way, remember to tell Strange to ask him to come to the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters building to find me.”

Luke put down his chopsticks with satisfaction, dragged the drunken Sol in one hand, and the Rocket Raccoon with a round belly in the other, ready to say goodbye.

The former is snotting and crying, hugging the rocket raccoon, telling how he misses his parents.

The snot and tears were smeared on the raccoon’s fur, making the latter go mad.

As for Pharaoh, he felt like the world was spinning when he walked.

Not to mention cleaning up the mess, tidying up the desktop, and even stepping out of the door.

Seeing the gang drinking so badly, Luke shook his head.

His original intention was to wait for Doctor Strange to come back and talk to him about the trans-universe teleportation in detail.

The research and manufacture of time and space machines must be handed over to Iron Man and Dr. Banner.

Strange, Doctor Strange, is mainly responsible for adding details.

Luke didn’t want to go wrong and wander into other universes.

It’s normal, maybe acceptable.

If you were sent to the zombie universe and faced with superhero zombies all over the world, your scalp would feel numb just thinking about it.

In particular, what else does Marvel have to change the universe, the avengers and villains are all female.

If you run over by yourself, facing the old technical house Iron Man, the confidant eldest sister Captain America, the strong and fit female Hulk, the powerful and enthusiastic female Thor…

Hiss!

Simply crack!

Therefore, one must be cautious in the face of trans-universe teleportation.

… a week later, the

S.H.I.E.L.D.

headquarters building.

A free America, where chaos breeds and evil spreads, finally restores a little order.

At least, vicious incidents like smashing, looting and burning zero yuan are decreasing, and everyone is starting to return to the original trajectory of life.

The superhero finally took time out from his busy schedule of maintaining social order and began to solve Luke’s problem.

“This is the universe model I built, according to the coordinate data you provided me, and the details added by that guy Strange… To be honest, I don’t quite understand what he said about magic, dimensions, and boundaries. What the heck, that’s amazing!”

Tony said vaguely, biting a pen in his mouth.

“Now Banner and I, and that old man Hank Pym—yes, he took the initiative to ask for help, probably for your sake, Superman, the greatest hero in the universe.”

Iron Man said habitually. Talking, talking, the topic deviates from the main line.

Dr. Banner next to him stretched out his finger and swiped a few times on the tablet to call up the model of the universe.

He took over the words of Iron Man and continued: “The biggest problem we face is how to establish a stable and clear coordinate system, and then set this universe as an anchor point to avoid irreversible consequences after mistakes are made. , such as letting you get lost in the turbulence of time and space.”

“Secondly, we don’t know the exact coordinates of your universe, which makes the study of the teleportation machine stalled.”

“It’s like a flight route, with only a starting point, but no end point. Luke crossed his arms and stared at the projected universe model, frowning and asked,

”

Is there any suitable solution?”

The scientific geniuses in the Marvel world, they can always solve all kinds of troubles.

From the destruction of the multiverse to the development of home robots.

On the outside, you may study difficult topics that will never produce results in your life,

and people like Iron Man and Dr. Banner, and Hank Pym.

It’s almost a trivial matter of formulating a formula, calculating data, and then slapping my head.

“I thought you would be a little more surprised, such as showing disappointment or sadness.”

Iron Man, who said that he was going to retire, curled his lips and said, “After discussion with Banner, a plan…not very reliable.”

“Friday has been repeatedly simulated and tested, and we have Among the many vague answers, find a transmission route with a relatively high accuracy, which is about a 60% possibility.”

Luke raised his eyebrows.

Consider whether to accept it or not.

According to Murphy

‘s Law, if there is a possibility of things going bad, no matter how small the possibility is, it will always happen.

In other words, if he is an unlucky person, he will be unfortunately involved in a sex-turning universe where all members of the mother-in-law turn, or a wasteland universe of doomsday survival.

No matter how hesitant it is, it will always go towards that doomed trajectory.

“I haven’t finished yet, Uncle Cavill.”

Iron Man gradually accepted that Superman was his godfather and the uncle next door, and a while ago he brought Pepper to the other side as a meeting with his elders.

After all, his father and father left early, and the only one he trusted in Obadiah-Stein had betrayed him.

The only person who can be called an elder is probably Superman-although Luke looks very young, according to him, he is also a centenarian at the same time as Captain America.

“Then you continue.”

Luke nodded.

Iron Man cleared his throat and said, “In order to improve the accuracy rate and reduce the risk, that guy Strange proposed the idea of setting up a transfer station.”

“That is to say, you take this cross-universe teleportation train, and you can Get off the bus at other places, and by collecting the coordinate data of the universe, you can better determine the position.”

“If an accident occurs, the probability of returning home is also relatively high.”

Transfer station?

Luke looked puzzled.

[End of this Chapter]