Marvel's Dimension Store

Looking around, relying on his super vision, Mu Yang could see frozen metal walls everywhere, inhaling gently, the air inhaled into his nasal cavity had a fishy smell that had been stored in the refrigerator for a long time, which was very suitable for the current scene.

Walking along the aisle in the fighter plane, his eyes wandered, and finally found a person in the cab who looked like frozen meat in a refrigerator.

Buy a one-dimensional life collar from the mall to put on the frozen person, and then fill a test tube of about 20ml of the fountain of life.

Life-support collar: coat the wearer with a transparent energy film to isolate the inside and outside, and block various external factors that endanger the wearer's life.

Fountain of Life: The dew from the tree of life in a certain plane is contaminated with a little breath of the tree of life, which can heal injuries to a certain extent, and is one of the important sources of income for the elf kingdom.

The life-support collar insulates against low temperature, and the fountain of life gives vitality to the sleeping body.

"Hey, hey! Get up, don't sleep!"

Mu Yang grabbed his collar with his left hand and pulled it hard to make him sit up. With his right hand, he violently slapped the sleeper's face without showing any mercy. The clear and crisp slaps echoed in the cold cab.

Under Mu Yang's passionate and persistent call, the frozen eyelids trembled, as if he was about to wake up.

Another slap fell, and the pain in his cheek shocked the chaotic Steve Rogers, regained consciousness, and opened his eyes suddenly.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw a handsome face, and the owner of the handsome face was touching his face, and Steve, who had just regained his sanity, lost his mind for a moment.

Seeing that Mu Yang couldn't continue to slap people in the face after waking up, he withdrew his hand and sat cross-legged next to Steve.

Because Mu Yang let go quite suddenly, and Steve was a little dazed, unable to react in time.

bump--!

The back of his head hit the cold iron plate.

"hiss--"

The sound of sucking air-conditioning sounded, and Steve was refreshed.

[6.Chapter 6 I, Steve Rogers, am back]

Steve rubbed the back of his head with his left hand, propped his right hand on the ground, sat with his legs bent, and stared at Mu Yang with his head tilted, his eyes serious and sharp.

"Who are you?!"

"The person who wakes you up is also the person who intends to do business with you."

Mu Yang stretched out his right hand and wiped it from left to right at a height of eleven or twelve centimeters from the floor. He used the trick - tea to conjure two cups of hot tea, and pushed one of them to Steve.

Steve looked down at the tea that appeared out of nowhere, then turned his head to look around, searched his memory to determine where he was, then looked at Mu Yang and asked, "Are you a demon? Want my soul?"

Mu Yang shook his head, feeling that it was too troublesome to explain, so he exchanged for a low-level psychic ability, and transmitted the relevant information of the transaction into Steve Rogers' head, thereby improving his own strength.

The boss personally explained what kind of store is a cross-dimensional store, which is too low.

After digesting the information in his mind, Steve nodded knowingly, and smiled with a sigh, "In the store that crosses dimensions, as long as you pay enough price, you can get anything, it's just like the fairy tales you read when you were young. The house of wishes."

"No matter what wish or delusion, as long as the price is enough, it can... come true! Come true!"

Saying this sentence again, Steve's face gradually became agitated, he clenched his fist and hit the ground, suppressing his gradually boiling emotions with pain, and asked with a strong hold back his excitement.

"Resurrection! What price does it cost to resurrect a dead person!"

"I know who you want to resurrect, but I have to remind you that you can't resurrect him because..."

"why?!"

Steve Rogers' roar echoed in the narrow space, and he himself was panting, clenching his fists, trying to suppress his out-of-control emotions.

When a man falls from the peak of hope to the abyss of despair, who knows what he will do.

"Don't get excited, just listen to me first." Mu Yang raised a hand to cover Steve's face, signaling him to be calm, "The reason why Bucky can't be resurrected is because he didn't die at all. "

Steve blinked, stunned for a moment before recovering.

He made up dozens of reasons why Bucky couldn't be resurrected, such as the killing was too heavy, there was no body, and the soul was imprisoned by demons... He just didn't think of the possibility that Bucky was still alive.

"Ahem, I was rude just now."

Steve coughed twice, withdrew his half body leaning forward, changed to a kneeling posture, bowed politely, and apologized earnestly.

"It's okay, I have a big heart, so I won't hold grudges against you because of this little thing."

Mu Yang smiled brightly, as if he really didn't take what happened just now to his heart.

"Huh~~" The big-hearted Steve heaved a sigh of relief, didn't doubt Mu Yang's words, sat up straight, and asked, "Then I want to know how much money Bucky needs to pay at this time."

Mu Yang smiled and said, "100 coins, very cheap!"

The information in the mall is priced at 1 gold.

And Mu Yang sells information to those who need it, and the price to bid depends on his mood.

The price tag: 100, means that Mu Yang wanted to make a fortune, but he didn't intend to cheat too much.

"Then I'll buy..." Halfway through the words, Steve remembered an embarrassing thing.

He... has no money!

"Hey, Boss Mu, I have something that can be exchanged for money."

Mu Yang tapped the floor with his fingers, "This fighter plane belongs to you, and it can be exchanged for money. The serum in your body can be exchanged for money, which can be exchanged for a total of [-] money."

Steve thought for a while and said, "Change the jet."

Mu Yang grabbed Steve by the shoulder and flew him outside along the passage.