Superman of the American Comics

It is said that alcohol can best stimulate human emotions, let them open their hearts, show their true side, and draw closer to each other's feelings.

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

The hot Jiugongge hot pot is placed on it. There are various dipping materials on the small plate, as well as sliced beef and mutton, seafood and vegetables.

"How fragrant!"

Sol poured a mouthful of Red Star Erguotou, rinsed a few slices of beef, mixed with sesame sauce and sweet chili sauce, and stuffed them into his mouth.

This Asgard has never seen anything in the world in terms of food.

Fried chicken and beer, a family barrel every day.

So the same taste can satisfy sol and make him addicted.

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

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

Chinese style hot pot is a new experience for him.

In particular, the Red Star Erguotou with Asgard's Millennium aging wine is fascinating.

"Only crazy people like this."

The rocket raccoon has a special taste for shrimp slip and sashimi. It jumps from old Saul's shoulder to Lao Wang's head, symbolizing licking a high Baijiu in the glass and showing a dislike look on his face.

Obviously, liquor is not his appetite.

"Little rabbit, what do you know! This is what men should drink! Lao Wang! Come and have a drink!"

Sol, who was so drunk, caught Lao Wang as his companion, and they touched a cup.

The latter made a reluctant look, and he could not be as strong as the people of the Asian GAD, and could drink the Baijiu as water.

In particular, high-purity spirits with added ingredients can make people feel drunk just by taking a sip.

"So strange is still on Titan?"

Lao Wang scratched his head. He was more concerned about Dr. strange than these uninvited guests.

"He will come back soon with the portal open. You don't have to worry at all."

Luke replied.

Keep moving on your hands and throw some pieces of beef into the Jiugong grid.

Lao Wang's craft is really good, especially the dipping material is well adjusted, which is the soul of hot pot.

"What the hell is going on?"

In fact, Lao Wang still doesn't understand what happened.

He was erased by a snap of his finger and turned into fly ash.

It feels like sleeping. When you wake up, your thinking and memory still stop for a second.

All I know is that Dr. banner informed them that mieba was coming.

Then, strange was hijacked by the dark church on the doughnut ship.

When he was ready to gather the power of Kama Taj and the three holy places to rescue his supreme mage, his consciousness would return to darkness.

Like being knocked unconscious with a stick, I don't know what happened after that.

When he woke up again, Lao Wang saw the two guys sitting in front of him and the raccoon.

"Lao Wang, the whole hot pot is worth celebrating today with some good wine! We saved the world... No, we saved the universe."

This is the prologue of the stranger.

I'm quite familiar with myself. I don't treat myself as an outsider at all.

If he had not known sol and knew that the other party was Asgard, Lao Wang might have regarded them as invaders.

"It's a long and complicated story."

Luke took a sip of Erguotou, and the spicy feeling ran in along the tip of his tongue.

"When strange comes back, let him talk to you in detail."

Forty minutes later, I was full of wine and food.

Of course, it's up to Lao Wang to clean up the mess.

"By the way, remember to tell strange to come to the headquarters building of the Divine Shield bureau to find me."

Luke put down his chopsticks with satisfaction, picked up the drunken sol in one hand and the round bellied rocket Raccoon in the other, ready to leave.

The former is sniveling and crying, holding a rocket raccoon, telling his thoughts of his parents.

The runny nose and tears wiped on the Raccoon's hair, making the raccoon crazy.

As for Lao Wang, he felt the earth spinning when he walked.

Let alone clean up the mess, tidy up the desktop, and even walk out the door.

Luke shook his head when he saw that the gang drank so badly.

His intention was to wait for Dr. strange to come back and talk about the trans cosmic transmission with the other party in detail.

The research and manufacture of space-time machines must be entrusted to iron man and Dr. Benner.

Dr. strange strange is mainly responsible for adding details.

Luke didn't expect something to go wrong and mess into other universes.

Normal, maybe acceptable.

If you send it to the zombie universe, you will feel numb when you think about the zombies of superheroes all over the world.

In particular, what else does Marvel have to turn the universe, and the Avengers and villains are all Niang.

If you run over and face the older technical house iron man, the bosom sister captain of the United States, the strong and strong female hawk, the powerful and passionate female Thor

Hiss!

What a slap!

Therefore, we must be careful in the face of trans cosmic transmission.

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A week later, the s.h.i.e.l.d. headquarters building.

A little order has been restored in a free America where chaos is breeding and crime is spreading.

At least, vicious incidents like smashing, looting and burning zero yuan purchases are decreasing, and everyone begins to return to the original life track.

The superhero finally took time out of 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 the guy strange... To be honest, I don't quite understand the magic, dimension, boundary and so on he said. It's too divine!"

Tony said vaguely with a pen in his mouth.

"Now banner and I, and the old man hank Pimm - yes, he volunteered to come and help, probably in your face, Superman, the greatest hero in the universe."

Iron Man habitually talks and talks, and the topic deviates from the main line.

Dr. banner next to him stretched out his finger and rowed on the flat plate to call up the cosmic model.

He took the iron man's words and continued: "the biggest problem we face is how to establish a stable and clear coordinate system, and then set the universe as the anchor point to avoid irreparable consequences after mistakes, such as making you lost in the turbulent flow of time and space."

"Second, we don't know the exact coordinates of your universe, which stalls the research of transmission machines."

"It's like a route with only a starting point but no end point."

Luke held his chest in his hands, looked at the projected model of the universe, frowned and asked, "is there any suitable solution?"

Marvel is the world's scientific genius. They can always solve all kinds of problems.

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

If you put it outside, you may study difficult topics that you can't achieve results in your life

For iron man and Dr. banner, and people like hank Pimm.

It's like making a formula, calculating data, and then slapping your head.

"I thought you would be more surprised, such as showing a disappointed or sad expression."

The iron man, who said he was going to retire, glanced and said, "after my discussion with Benner, we have worked out a plan... Which is not very reliable."

"Friday has been simulated and tested repeatedly. We find a transmission route with high accuracy from more than 20 vague answers, which is about 60% possible."

Luke raised his eyebrows.

Consider whether to accept it or not.

According to Murphy's law, if something has the possibility of going bad, no matter how small the possibility is, it will always happen.

In other words, if he is unlucky, he will be unfortunately involved in a full Niang sex universe or the waste earth universe of survival at the end of the day.

No matter how hesitant, it will always go to the doomed track.

"I'm not finished yet, uncle Carville."

Iron man gradually accepted that Superman was his godfather and uncle next door. A while ago, he took pepper to each other to meet his elders.

After all, his father and father left early, and obadai Stan, the only trusted one, betrayed himself.

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

"Then you go on."

Luke nodded.

Iron Man cleared his throat and said, "in order to improve the accuracy and reduce the risk, that guy strange proposed the idea of setting up a transfer station."

"In other words, you can take this trans cosmic transmission train and get off at other places on the way. You can better determine the orientation by collecting the coordinate data of the universe."

"If there is an accident, the probability of successful return is also relatively large."

Transfer station?

Luke looked puzzled.