Ham nodded heavily: "It seems that in the world of the Fantastic Four, the master killed Dr. Li De in order to test the space power, and in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story, he did not hesitate to use the two 'friends' Yan Chixia and Xia Hou as
The sacrifice for the reincarnation of the dirty earth can be considered cruel and ruthless."
Ham felt that it was time to expose some things directly: "But Li De and Master you don't have a deep friendship, and there is even very little communication. Yan Chixia and Xia Hou even got into each other not long after they met.
We have decided to use commas at all costs. From that moment on, everyone except us will be tools and pawns."
"But apart from them, especially in the real world, Master you are becoming more and more indecisive and hesitant."
Ham looked directly at Guo Dong: "Hamm doesn't understand that you are now invincible in the real world. Humanity's most powerful weapon, nuclear bombs, no longer poses a threat to you. And in terms of attack, if those powerful moves before are only
If it can be regarded as regional destruction, then the Jackal God army summoned by the Bracelet of Death can kill the whole world in just a period of time."
Guo Dong was a little stunned. He really had never considered these aspects.
But he did not consider that Ham, who was born and raised in hell, had imagined this: "But you, the master who owns these, not only did not conquer the world, but you were afraid of everything, and it was no longer limited to the real world.
Instead, there are signs of these problems starting to appear in other worlds.”
Guo Dong's brows furrowed slightly, and he stretched out his hand to gently cover his heart: "Old Cui, is that you?"
Overcoming the tribulation and becoming the Nascent Soul, if anything happened at that time, it was only during the final inner demon tribulation that Cui Wenzi suddenly appeared and suppressed and sealed the inner demon with his own soul and elixir of life.
When the two were still drinking buddies, Cui Wenzi was quite resistant to his murderous nature, just like Yi Xiaochuan.
Now that Ham has pointed out the problem that Guo Dong has always ignored, Guo Dong first thought of Cui Wenzi.
"Alright Ham, I have my own thoughts on this matter. You should also prepare yourself. I don't know what will be waiting for us in the world we are going to enter later."
After a long silence, Guo Dong sighed and regained his composure. Then he looked at the time and saw that there were only a few minutes left before the time to travel. So he put Ham into the digital machine and made it ready to fight at any time. He should also
Be prepared to cross over.
A few minutes passed in the blink of an eye.
Especially at that last moment, with just one breath and one blink, the world in front of Guo Dong had changed, from the silence of midnight to the noisy streets under the bright sun.
"A foreigner again?"
The darkness of midnight suddenly turned into the light of noon. As soon as Guo Dong's eyes adapted to the drastic change in light, he found that he was already in a place full of people, and as far as he could see.
Almost all of the people coming and going here are blond and blue-eyed.
"Well, the problem now is to determine which world this is, while also figuring out my identity and... some money from this era."
Looking at the endless flow of old cars on the street, Guo Dong shrugged his shoulders and asked the Jarvis subroutine in his watch to find a way to invade this weak and crude car from around the middle of the last century through signals and network ports.
Poor online world.
"So, it is really technology that changes life."
Sitting in a cafe and looking at the scenery outside, Old God Guo Dong was waiting for the good news that Jarvis would bring him.
Although the specific time and place are not yet certain, looking at the mainstream styles of cars on the street, it should be around the 1960s and 1970s. Computers have appeared, but they have not yet become popular. Even in developed countries such as Europe and the United States, there are only a handful of them.
Locally owned.
But that's exactly what it is, generally the places that have these are large companies or special departments, which are just right for looking for some special news.
"Sir, I found something that may be of interest to you."
Soon, before Guo Dong finished his cup of coffee, Jarvis had already found out what Guo Dong wanted to know.
"Projected into my irises."
Guo Dong picked up the cup, but did not bring it to his mouth. It just stopped in mid-air, as if he was savoring or thinking about something, but in fact, there was an undetectable light shining on Guo Dong on the watch.
In his eyes, some special messages appeared directly on his irises.
"Mutants, Professor Charles Francis Xavier..."
Looking at that special word and that familiar yet unfamiliar name, Guo Dong's eyebrows rose: "Jarvis, retrieve all of Charles's information, especially his current photos and location."
After drinking all the coffee in one gulp, putting down the quilt heavily, Guo Dong gave Jarvis a new order.
Although he had roughly guessed the world he was in now based on the age he lived in, it would be better to be more precise.
What's more, even if the guess is correct, if you want to intervene in the plot, you still need to investigate the whereabouts and contact information of Charles, the future Professor X.
"Oxford University?"
The Internet in the 1960s and 1970s can only be said to have just started and sprouted. For Jarvis, one of the representatives of black technology in the Marvel world, he was so weak that he could not even be considered a baby. He could only be regarded as a tadpole that had just emerged.
, let alone locating Charles’ information, even finding a needle in a haystack on the entire Internet is just a matter of flipping hands.
"Professor of Genetics, Charles Francis Xavier!"
A tall girl with blond hair held an umbrella, looked at the elegant man beside her, and read the name that had just been applauded and praised in the lecture hall. She seemed to be teasing him, but the admiration and admiration in her eyes were...
I can’t hide it either: “How does it feel to be a professor?”
Charles, well, to be precise, he has not become bald yet and has become stronger. He has not even clicked to claim the standard artifact of a wheelchair. Charles, who can only walk on his legs, and the future famous Professor
I don't seem to like being called professor that much.
"Don't call me that."
Although the title of professor is quite good, what makes Charles helpless is: "Unless there are classes to attend."
Not many people study genetics, and his class is still the most unpopular among them. It is not widely known yet, and is considered to be all speculation and conjecture about the genetically mutated human race, which is what people in the future will do.
Zhi's mutant theory: "Otherwise I really don't want to be called a professor."
There was no professor to take classes with, so for Charles, the word professor became a kind of ridicule or even an insult to him.
"On the contrary, now I want to hear someone say to me, 'Why don't you go have a drink'!"
Listening to Charles' words, Mystique Raven swallowed some of the words on her lips again, looked at Charles with a smile: "Okay, let's go have a drink."
"Perfect, this is exactly what I want now."
Looking at the two people holding an umbrella together and laughing and leaving, and the slightly familiar figure behind them staring closely at them, Guo Dong in the corner followed with a smile.
It seems that the time is not bad.
Not only is the timeline of my own arrival good, but the length of the overall timeline of this world is also good.
Even those who don't know that the first generation of X-Men, after experiencing the attacks of Sebastian Shaw, the Red Devil and the Riptide trio, trained in Charles' castle, which was the future Xavier School for the Gifted.
How long did it take, but when I think about it, the total time before and after must not exceed one season.
It can take as long as three to two months, or as short as ten days, to return to the real world. This is the best news for Guo Dong, who is eager to go to the underworld and bring back the big comma who has been reborn in Nirvana.
"Then now comes the problem."
Guo Dong looked at Charles and agent Moira who were talking not far away, and Guo Dong suddenly thought of a question.
I am neither a CIA agent nor a mutant, how can I join the upcoming geek party?
Internal skills, Maoshan Taoism, Naruto, as well as a series of superpowers such as temperature control, space powers, elemental recombination, lightning, etc. In addition, there are also dormant Phoenix inner elixirs, high priest magics such as Hailstorm,
Small magical powers and secret techniques of transforming internal energy into physical form, etc.
In addition, I still don’t know what it is. It belongs to me alone and is not brought about by any other cultivation ability or accessory items. It is the superpower stimulated by the divine liquid in the world of Brother Corpse and the outer space radiation in the Fantastic Four world.
Inspiring superpowers.
All in all, I have a lot of abilities, including different power systems and property classifications.
But there is no X gene that has the fundamental hallmark of mutants - who knows whether it is a special recessive particle left behind by the cosmic god group who came to the earth for experiments dozens or millions of years ago.
Obviously, among the many powers of different systems in Guo Dong, none of them contain the X gene.
"It seems it's time to show what technology is."
After a while, Guo Dong narrowed his eyes slightly and left the noisy bar.
Among the people who were drinking, cheering and even going crazy, no one cared about this yellow man who did nothing after he came in. He just stood there for a while and then left.
But they didn't know what kind of disaster this guy they didn't care about would bring to them later.
"This beautiful girl, can I buy you a drink?"
Guo Dong came back after a while, holding two glasses of wine in his hand and walked to Ruiwen not far away.
"Um...Chinese?"
Ruiwen, who had just rejected the invitation of others, somehow did not reject Guo Dong. Instead, after looking at him carefully for a long time, she revealed Guo Dong's identity with a very precise word.
"oh?"
In this regard, Guo Dong was also a little curious: "How can you be so sure that I am Chinese? When ordinary people see Asians, they will first think that they are from the island country, and secondly they will think that they are from the Bangzi country, but few people will
He immediately identified me as Chinese."
Seeing Guo Dong admitting his race in disguise, Rui Wen smiled and took the glass of wine from Guo Dong's hand. Under the jealous and resentful eyes of the European and American men next to her who had just been rejected by her, she smiled sweetly with Guo Dong.
Dong clinked glasses and drank happily.
Looking at the other people around, Ruiwen said: "The Chinese people's modesty, friendliness, confidence but not arrogance, modesty but perseverance are not only very obvious, but also cannot be found in those two countries.
It is also the one that I have loved the most and the warmest."
As she spoke, Raven couldn't help but think of the elderly Chinese couple she had met before meeting Charles.
Just when Guo Dong and Ruiwen started drinking and talking, and the people nearby who had been rejected by Ruiwen angrily wanted to come over and teach Guo Dong a lesson, some uninvited guests also appeared outside the bar. (To be continued.