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Chapter 6 Item No. 13
Chapter 6 Item No. 13
"Master, I have some doubts. It is my mission to protect the timeline from being fluctuated, so I almost know the life experience of every important person on this timeline, but why do these two people seem to be changed by me and not by me? ?”
On the afternoon of the third day after the Great War in New York, Karma Taj, in the living room of Gu Yi.
Yang Ming, who was dressed in purple-gray, and Gu Yi, who was dressed in gold, sat on both sides of a short table. Regarding Yang Ming's confusion, Gu Yi seemed to pay more attention to the ripples in the teacup because of rubbing the edge of the cup.
"Just like you said that existence is reasonable. You are like fingers rubbing the rim of a cup. You stir up ripples, but the water will eventually return to calm."
He still can't let it go, although he has confirmed that the "plot" has not been disturbed, but he seems to be the motivation and incentive for the two "birds" to learn to fly.
This is terrible.
"Don't think too much. No one is omniscient. The projection of the so-called timeline you see is only a partial or a result. The road to that result is very long, and even the Supreme Mage can't take care of it."
The topic was terminated with a word, but Yang Ming returned to the guest room but couldn't put it down.
Yesterday evening, he flew dangerously forward one block, and crashed into a golden portal at the corner of a building.
Koo opened the door and took him to Karma Taj.
Yang Ming, the first murderer, kept his headgear on in order to pretend to be calm, but he himself knew that what he was covering up was the terrified eyes and expression, but he couldn't cover up his own gaffe.
Fortunately, no one pursued.
Lying in the guest room, unable to sleep and unable to sleep, he connected to WIFI and played with the borrowed mobile phone for a while, but he couldn't calm down. He simply started to study his own system and didn't come out until he was too hungry.
S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, Coulson's former partner Sitwell is being questioned by Agent Black.
"How's the progress of item 13?"
The little bald-headed Sitwell answered calmly while drinking coffee: "The people involved are a group of workers who signed a contract with the municipal engineering to clean up the ruins. After being terminated by the disaster prevention and control department, they got drunk and made trouble. There is a survivor and an eyewitness. , but I suspect they may have been drinking too much, and the accounts of survivors and eyewitnesses are not credible."
"What's the name of the survivor?"
"Well," Sitwell tapped the rim of the glass with his upper lip, and answered firmly after a short thought: "Tooms."
Black didn't go into it, after all, the lost powerful weapon No. 13 had been recovered.
When Black turned his attention back to the computer screen, the little bald-headed Sitwell curled his lips imperceptibly, and turned to the medical department where the people involved in the case were stranded.
In the ward, Toombs, who was wrapped in a lot of bandages, was playing with a small eagle-shaped toy in his hand, his eyes were focused as if he was not the one who was injured at all.
"Father, when will you be discharged from the hospital?" A little black girl of mixed race was stroking his bandaged hand and asked obediently.
Toombs was about to answer with a smile when a small bald man with glasses walked in the door.
"Mr. Tombs, can you ask your wife and daughter to avoid it first, and would like to ask you a few more questions?"
He comforted his wife and daughter not to worry. After they left, Toombs subconsciously twisted the eagle-shaped toy in his hand, and looked at Sitwell calmly.
"Have you nothing to offer me, Mr Toomes?"
After staring at each other for a long time, it was Sitwell who spoke first.
"What else can I say? After getting drunk, I practiced virtue, but I hurt myself, and I talked nonsense when I took the notes."
"Okay, you can leave the hospital anytime!"
Sitwell wasn't interested in the worker in front of him. What he was really interested in was the eagle man mentioned in the report, but he didn't know much about it.
Sitwell could only bite the bullet and report to Alexander Pierce's office.
"hailhydra!"
"Don't be so ostentatious, do you know who is a human and who is a ghost?"
As Pierce who has always pretended to be a good guy, at this age, many things need to be stabilized.
Now he is focused on promoting the "Insight Project" to cleanse those who may oppose Hydra, but he is not interested in the flying eagle reported by Sitwell.
It's great to be like the Avengers under Nick Fury.
He dared to say that as long as he was Alexander Pierce, everything in Snake and Shield would be under his control, including the Avengers who had just fought a battle in New York.
So there is no difference between one more Eagleman and one less.
However, seeing that Sitwell is so active, he can't shake the enthusiasm of the little bald head at the gate of absorbing members of the S.H.I.E.L.D.
"How did you check?"
Looking at Sitwell with a cold sweat on his face, Pierce really felt that there was a feeling that the mud could not support the wall, "You proposed to find such a Yingman? There is no progress, and next time you have a clear understanding of what is going to come to me. Report!"
Sitwell was shocked by Pierce's aura, and quickly stood at attention.
"Item No. 47 hasn't been found yet. Through our information channels, we found that it was picked up by a young couple. That man is a bit talented, and it looks like he is going to repair the weapon."
Pierce took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and asked, "Do you know how to do it?"
"I'm going to get them!"
"Fool!"
Pierce threw away his glasses angrily, and his pale and loose skin flushed with short anger: "Jasper Sitwell, you have to wait until Hill or Blake find some clues before doing it, talented People are worth taking in, but now is a critical time and you have to be careful."
In Karma Taj's quiet room, Yang Ming was still studying the golden finger.
As a golden finger system that develops in all aspects from forging, construction, pharmacy, cooking, leisure, entertainment, etc., he will eventually become the top existence in the world.
He took the initiative to try to jump over the torch of the basic technology tree, wanting to find a perfect substitute, but he was hindered here.
He tried to replace it with an ordinary torch, and then used the recipe formula to make a furnace, but found that it didn't work at all, and the metal that hadn't passed the furnace couldn't make an anvil of game attributes.
The technology tree has been cut off. Judging from the power of wooden swords made of ordinary wood, the ordinary steel in the game must be replaced by something special.
Sitting on the table and chair I made, rubbing the UFO key with my hand, I couldn't help but sigh: "I'm just an ordinary person after all! Why don't you be more cowardly? Do you want to leave the earth in a UFO and find a planet for a few years? The plot where I developed Thanos should have passed.”
The protagonist is telling nonsense now, it has become a way to protect himself, please forgive an ordinary person, full of lies, please recommend for collection
(End of this chapter)
"Master, I have some doubts. It is my mission to protect the timeline from being fluctuated, so I almost know the life experience of every important person on this timeline, but why do these two people seem to be changed by me and not by me? ?”
On the afternoon of the third day after the Great War in New York, Karma Taj, in the living room of Gu Yi.
Yang Ming, who was dressed in purple-gray, and Gu Yi, who was dressed in gold, sat on both sides of a short table. Regarding Yang Ming's confusion, Gu Yi seemed to pay more attention to the ripples in the teacup because of rubbing the edge of the cup.
"Just like you said that existence is reasonable. You are like fingers rubbing the rim of a cup. You stir up ripples, but the water will eventually return to calm."
He still can't let it go, although he has confirmed that the "plot" has not been disturbed, but he seems to be the motivation and incentive for the two "birds" to learn to fly.
This is terrible.
"Don't think too much. No one is omniscient. The projection of the so-called timeline you see is only a partial or a result. The road to that result is very long, and even the Supreme Mage can't take care of it."
The topic was terminated with a word, but Yang Ming returned to the guest room but couldn't put it down.
Yesterday evening, he flew dangerously forward one block, and crashed into a golden portal at the corner of a building.
Koo opened the door and took him to Karma Taj.
Yang Ming, the first murderer, kept his headgear on in order to pretend to be calm, but he himself knew that what he was covering up was the terrified eyes and expression, but he couldn't cover up his own gaffe.
Fortunately, no one pursued.
Lying in the guest room, unable to sleep and unable to sleep, he connected to WIFI and played with the borrowed mobile phone for a while, but he couldn't calm down. He simply started to study his own system and didn't come out until he was too hungry.
S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, Coulson's former partner Sitwell is being questioned by Agent Black.
"How's the progress of item 13?"
The little bald-headed Sitwell answered calmly while drinking coffee: "The people involved are a group of workers who signed a contract with the municipal engineering to clean up the ruins. After being terminated by the disaster prevention and control department, they got drunk and made trouble. There is a survivor and an eyewitness. , but I suspect they may have been drinking too much, and the accounts of survivors and eyewitnesses are not credible."
"What's the name of the survivor?"
"Well," Sitwell tapped the rim of the glass with his upper lip, and answered firmly after a short thought: "Tooms."
Black didn't go into it, after all, the lost powerful weapon No. 13 had been recovered.
When Black turned his attention back to the computer screen, the little bald-headed Sitwell curled his lips imperceptibly, and turned to the medical department where the people involved in the case were stranded.
In the ward, Toombs, who was wrapped in a lot of bandages, was playing with a small eagle-shaped toy in his hand, his eyes were focused as if he was not the one who was injured at all.
"Father, when will you be discharged from the hospital?" A little black girl of mixed race was stroking his bandaged hand and asked obediently.
Toombs was about to answer with a smile when a small bald man with glasses walked in the door.
"Mr. Tombs, can you ask your wife and daughter to avoid it first, and would like to ask you a few more questions?"
He comforted his wife and daughter not to worry. After they left, Toombs subconsciously twisted the eagle-shaped toy in his hand, and looked at Sitwell calmly.
"Have you nothing to offer me, Mr Toomes?"
After staring at each other for a long time, it was Sitwell who spoke first.
"What else can I say? After getting drunk, I practiced virtue, but I hurt myself, and I talked nonsense when I took the notes."
"Okay, you can leave the hospital anytime!"
Sitwell wasn't interested in the worker in front of him. What he was really interested in was the eagle man mentioned in the report, but he didn't know much about it.
Sitwell could only bite the bullet and report to Alexander Pierce's office.
"hailhydra!"
"Don't be so ostentatious, do you know who is a human and who is a ghost?"
As Pierce who has always pretended to be a good guy, at this age, many things need to be stabilized.
Now he is focused on promoting the "Insight Project" to cleanse those who may oppose Hydra, but he is not interested in the flying eagle reported by Sitwell.
It's great to be like the Avengers under Nick Fury.
He dared to say that as long as he was Alexander Pierce, everything in Snake and Shield would be under his control, including the Avengers who had just fought a battle in New York.
So there is no difference between one more Eagleman and one less.
However, seeing that Sitwell is so active, he can't shake the enthusiasm of the little bald head at the gate of absorbing members of the S.H.I.E.L.D.
"How did you check?"
Looking at Sitwell with a cold sweat on his face, Pierce really felt that there was a feeling that the mud could not support the wall, "You proposed to find such a Yingman? There is no progress, and next time you have a clear understanding of what is going to come to me. Report!"
Sitwell was shocked by Pierce's aura, and quickly stood at attention.
"Item No. 47 hasn't been found yet. Through our information channels, we found that it was picked up by a young couple. That man is a bit talented, and it looks like he is going to repair the weapon."
Pierce took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and asked, "Do you know how to do it?"
"I'm going to get them!"
"Fool!"
Pierce threw away his glasses angrily, and his pale and loose skin flushed with short anger: "Jasper Sitwell, you have to wait until Hill or Blake find some clues before doing it, talented People are worth taking in, but now is a critical time and you have to be careful."
In Karma Taj's quiet room, Yang Ming was still studying the golden finger.
As a golden finger system that develops in all aspects from forging, construction, pharmacy, cooking, leisure, entertainment, etc., he will eventually become the top existence in the world.
He took the initiative to try to jump over the torch of the basic technology tree, wanting to find a perfect substitute, but he was hindered here.
He tried to replace it with an ordinary torch, and then used the recipe formula to make a furnace, but found that it didn't work at all, and the metal that hadn't passed the furnace couldn't make an anvil of game attributes.
The technology tree has been cut off. Judging from the power of wooden swords made of ordinary wood, the ordinary steel in the game must be replaced by something special.
Sitting on the table and chair I made, rubbing the UFO key with my hand, I couldn't help but sigh: "I'm just an ordinary person after all! Why don't you be more cowardly? Do you want to leave the earth in a UFO and find a planet for a few years? The plot where I developed Thanos should have passed.”
The protagonist is telling nonsense now, it has become a way to protect himself, please forgive an ordinary person, full of lies, please recommend for collection
(End of this chapter)
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