Chapter 102 From Street Fights to the Origin of the Universe

"Buzz."

A BlackBerry phone on the low coffee table in the living room vibrated. Fu Qinghai picked it up and saw that it was a text message from Nathan Lemon, telling Fu Qinghai that raw materials and equipment would arrive starting the day after tomorrow.

Under the phone was a credit card and some banknotes.

BlackBerry is the first real-life mobile phone brand to appear in the Marvel Cinematic Universe. Unexpectedly, it also exists in the Earth-36 Universe.

"Um..."

Fu Qinghai put down his cell phone, slowly lay back on the soft sofa, looking at the ceiling decorated with exquisite wood veneer, lost in thought.

He finally remembered that he still had a storyline mission to complete.

In 2013... anything related to Hydra... it would probably be the Captain America plot line.

Fu Qinghai was not very anxious. In his few short reincarnations, he had discovered that senior reincarnators like Chen Xue and Hu Xian did not care much about the development of the plot line tasks, and they all prioritized ensuring their own survival.

As long as you survive, you can slowly earn assimilation points.

Moreover, even a well-read and lazy little prince like Fu Qinghai has no idea about the plots of many movies, TV series or comic novels. Many people are blind when they enter the world of reincarnation, and have no idea who is the good guy and who is the villain. If they rashly participate in the plot, they may end up doing something bad with good intentions. Not only will they fail to earn assimilation points, but they will also divert the plot line to the opposing camp.

Moreover, Fu Qinghai knew that the reincarnation world he was currently in was a main world, which meant that there might be reincarnations who had dropped the anchor of the world here a long time ago.

This is also a big variable.

But then again, if you don't work hard to earn assimilation points and strengthen yourself, the chances of safely surviving the next unknown reincarnation world will be greatly reduced.

Fu Qinghai tapped his brows lightly with his fingers.

He provided the formula of plastic-steel alloy to Hammer Industries, which enhanced the villain's strength to a certain extent, but the reincarnation world did not indicate the achievement of any milestone events.

That means that the world of reincarnation is also very clear. It is not a binary theory of black and white, good and evil. The villains are independent of each other. Hammer Industries is a villain against Iron Man. They are indeed villains, but they are not in the same group as Hydra.

At least they are not in the same group at the moment.

Fu Qinghai gradually developed along this line of thought.

After the end of World War II and the disappearance of Sodium Purity, the Red Skull and Hydra went into hiding underground. Unlike Hammer Industries, a multinational corporation that opens its doors to do business, Hydra, as a secretive underground organization, is not easy to find. If Hydra agents were so easy to find, S.H.I.E.L.D. would have definitely gone to them before the Reincarnations.

I am a player of the Hydra faction's storyline, but now I can't even connect with the organization.

It's difficult…

Unable to come up with a plan, Fu Qinghai stopped thinking about it and stood up, put his credit card and cell phone in his trouser pocket, and prepared to go out to buy clothes.

…

At the same time, in the prison where Fu Qinghai and Justin Hammer were once imprisoned.

Trevor Slattery, the theater actor who was jailed for impersonating the Mandarin, is still telling his fellow inmate fans about his legendary experience with saliva flying and incessant chatter.

A well-dressed young man in a brown suit came into the prison office carrying a camera and a briefcase.

He is a television reporter who has applied to the prison for permission to interview Trevor Slattery.

The prison arranged an office as the interview venue, which was occupied by two prison guards and a fanatical and die-hard fan of Trevor Slattery. This black prisoner was considered Trevor's assistant.

The young reporter set up the camera, adjusted the lens focus, and began interviewing this crazy middle-aged drama actor.

Trevor Slattery was just like he was when he was talking to his fans in prison, talking nonsense and acting nonsensical.

The young reporter was not annoyed at all and continued to ask questions calmly.

However, inside the camera blocked by the display screen, a series of complex gears moved horizontally and rotated, assembling pieces of metal parts of various shapes bit by bit into a pocket pistol.

The young reporter asked the last question:

"You don't know the history of the Mandarin at all. He was an ancient warlike king who inspired countless people since the Middle Ages. Your performance did not interpret the image of the Mandarin at all. What do you think?"

Trevor Slaterry raised his chin and waved his hand nonchalantly:

"Blah blah blah, who cares, man? People will only remember me, Trevor Slattery, as a great actor."

The reporter stood up leisurely, casually adjusted his shirt sleeves, and said:

"You are right, and because of such a sin, you will soon be in great pain, and every ring we believe in will leave a hole in you."

On the wrist of the young reporter, beneath his sleeve, a black tattoo was faintly visible - ten rings interlocking with each other.

Hearing the reporter's puzzling words, the two prison guards and a prisoner in the office were all stunned.

The assembled pocket pistol in the camera popped into the young reporter's hand with a "click". He picked up the pistol, turned around and pointed it at several people in the room.

"Snap! Snap! Snap!"

Two prison guards and one prisoner were shot dead on the spot before they could react.

Trevor Slattery was so frightened by this sudden murderous scene that he collapsed in his seat, unable to speak.

The middle-aged drama actor raised his hands tremblingly and said:

"Don't... don't kill me. I'm just a nobody. I really don't know anything."

The young "reporter" put the muzzle of the gun to Trevor Slattery's forehead and said calmly:

"I know you're just a nobody, so I won't kill you. But you have to come with me. A real big shot wants to see you."

The young man grabbed a chair and smashed it against the glass window, breaking a whole piece of glass, then he took Trevor Slattery hostage and stepped out of the window.

The two men had just taken a step forward and stepped on the ground when the scene in front of them suddenly changed.

All the accomplices who were supposed to meet him outside the prison office building were gone.

Before my eyes, the wire mesh walls began to fold, the concrete ground began to shrink, the sky became a mirror image reflected on the ground, the houses began to turn like gears, and everything in front of me turned into geometric shapes that were constantly intertwining and changing.

Dimensional mirroring.

The young man and Trevor Slattery were both stunned; they had never experienced being pulled into a dimensional mirror space before.

In the bizarre dimensional mirror space, there is a tall woman in a slim sportswear, a witch in a black robe and a pointed hat floating in the air, and a woman with glasses holding a secret fan with runes outlined by golden and red lines.

Slowly walking towards the two of them.

The tall woman in a slim-fitting sportswear put her hands in her pockets, stood still, blew a breath from her mouth, blowing up the hair hanging on the side of her face, and said lightly:

"You also need to go with us, Jackson Norris."

Jackson Norris? It turns out he wasn't here to see me. Trevor Slattery turned his head and glanced at the young man beside him, secretly relieved.

The young man named Jackson Norris frowned and asked in a deep voice:

"Who are you?"

The tall woman said,

"You don't need to worry about who we are. Just tell me where the Mandarin is, and we will let you go."

Jackson Norris held his gun, looked at the three men vigilantly, and asked:

"What do you want with my leader?"

"Since you are his disciple, you should have heard of an old Chinese saying, 'An innocent man is guilty of possessing a treasure.' He is not worthy of possessing the Ten Commandments. It's that simple."

The tall woman put her hands in her pockets, chin up, and looked very proud.

Hearing this, Jackson Norris gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger, growling:

"Don't even think about it!"

…

Fu Qinghai stepped on the accelerator, and the Hummer H2 roared out of the exit of the underground garage.

Fu Qinghai rolled down the car window, said hello to a black Chevrolet Suburban that had just started and parked on the side of the road, then stepped on the accelerator and drove away from the apartment building.

Go around Sunset Park, cross Fifth Avenue, and arrive at Eighth Avenue in Brooklyn.

This is the famous Chinatown on Eighth Avenue in Brooklyn, commonly known as Chinatown. Fu Qinghai came here for no other purpose than to try what General Tso's chicken and Li Hongzhang's offal tasted like.

Coming out of the Panda Restaurant, Fu Qinghai held a toothpick in his mouth and curled his lips.

It was indeed as unpalatable as the rumors said, mainly because the American Chinese food in these fast food restaurants had too strong a taste of MSG. The taste detection nerves under Fu Qinghai's tongue kept indicating that the "monosodium glutamate level exceeded the standard."

Instead of going into large shopping malls to visit luxury stores, Fu Qinghai chose to turn into the alley behind the mall and stopped in front of a small shop called "Bolaitang".

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

It turns out there is a Japanese Ami Khaki clothing store in Chinatown.

Fu Qinghai thought it was very interesting, so he went in and changed his clothes.

With a loose corduroy jacket, a lead gray shirt, heavy work jeans, Martin boots, a black melon-shaped sailor hat and a black Casio small square watch as accessories, Fu Qinghai immediately transformed from a sloppy street homeless man into a 1.9-meter-tall muscular handsome man.

American retro and Ami Khaki are not the same thing. Ami Khaki has nothing to do with Americans. It is a kind of clothing culture that was created by the Japanese worship of American culture during the US occupation after World War II. Although it reflects the Japanese's inherent licking of the strong, it must be admitted that the Japanese spirit of research has enabled many Western imported products to glow with new life after entering Japan, such as Japanese whiskey, which is also unique in the world of whiskey appreciation.

Fu Qinghai really likes this American military workwear style that was modified by the Japanese. It is simple, rough and hard, but more in line with the aesthetic of Oriental people.

Fu Qinghai scratched his head. He hadn't had the chance to cut his hair since he fell into the wild planet, and his hair had grown quite long, so he turned into an American barbershop.

After washing my hair, I sat in the barber chair. Teacher Tony behind me asked:

"What kind of haircut do you want, handsome boy?"

"Whatever... um, just tie a thin braid behind your right ear."

This is the hairstyle required by the Jedi Order for Jedi apprentices. Alien Jedi apprentices who have no hair must also wear canvas braids on their ears or horns as a substitute.

"Okay, any other requests, like retouching?"

Teacher Tony gestured with his fingers on both sides of Fu Qinghai's cheeks.

Fu Qinghai nodded and said, "Okay, just shave it clean."

"OK."

…

After some shaving, Fu Qinghai's face was covered with fine white foam. Teacher Tony next to him was holding a small scraper and shaving Fu Qinghai attentively.

Generally, barber shops that promote American retro slicked-back hair styles do not use electric shavers.

"Boom——"

A sudden loud explosion interrupted the author's introduction, and a series of explosions and collisions came from outside the barber shop.

Pedestrians and shop owners screamed in terror and ran desperately in the alley outside the store.

The barber was also stunned by this scene. Fu Qinghai suddenly stood up, picked up a wet towel to wipe the foam off his face, threw down a few large-denomination green bills and rushed out of the barber shop.

Fu Qinghai walked into the alley and saw that the fight was taking place in the air not far above his head.

A woman with short golden hair, wearing a blue and black tight leather jacket, a blue cape, a blue eye patch on her eyes that looked as if she was not wearing anything, and a ball of blue translucent energy all over her body, was fighting with a giant four-meter-tall robot.

This four-meter-tall humanoid robot has a large square purple box body with thick humanoid hands and feet made of golden yellow ring-shaped metal. On its head is a small cube box with a round probe that looks like an eyeball embedded in it.

The woman in blue floated in the air, flying around the giant robot, transforming the blue energy into various weapons such as knives, swords, machine guns, drills, etc. made up of blue shadows, and kept attacking the robot, causing various parts and fragments to fall off the robot.

In the middle of the giant robot's body was a display screen, on which appeared a pale, fat middle-aged man's face. The face roared,

"You can't kill me. This is just my body. I still have countless robot armies. You angered me. Today I will destroy this place and flatten this block!"

Wow!

Fu Qinghai was stunned. Isn't this Dr. Zora?

After searching for it everywhere, I finally found it without any effort.

Amni Zola is the chief scientist of Hydra and a capable general under Hitler during World War II. He is the first human genetic engineer in the history of the Earth. He is responsible for the research and development of various cloned creatures and monsters. He is also proficient in electrical engineering and automation. After his death, his consciousness is stored in a machine body, thus making him immortal.

Looking closely at the woman in blue who was fighting Dr. Zola, there was a towering chest under her tight leather jacket... Oh no, it was a black circular symbol - there were two semicircular arcs connected on both sides of the circle, and a blue ring on her middle finger was constantly emitting blue energy, which was dazzlingly blue.

Lantern Ring, a member of the Blue Lantern Corps.

DC Universe is here too...

Fu Qinghai was secretly shocked.

The Lantern Corps created by Geoff Johns is a huge force in the DC Universe. Many people are familiar with Green Lantern and the Green Lantern Corps. In fact, there are a total of ten Lantern Corps (not seven) in the entire DC Universe, namely the Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Cyan, Blue, Purple, Black, White and Ultraviolet Corps.

When the Blue Lantern heard Dr. Zora say that he wanted to raze the whole block to the ground, she snorted coldly, ducked to avoid a swung thick arm, and the blue energy wrapped around her body surged and condensed into the shadow of a three-meter-long giant iron hammer. She swung the blue hammer in the air and spun around. With a "bang", she smashed the square head of the robot possessed by Dr. Zora away.

The square box inlaid with round eyeballs was smashed and cracked, drawing an arc in the air, and fell to the ground with a "bang". It rolled twice and landed right at Fu Qinghai's feet.

Fu Qinghai looked down at the metal box, then looked up at the two people fighting not far away.

Without the probe on its head, the perception of Dr. Zora's robot seemed to be affected. Its arms were waving unsteadily, and were easily dodged by the Blue Lantern in mid-air. The blue giant hammer in the hands of the Blue Lantern woman hit the robot again and again, causing the robot's shell to deform and parts to fly everywhere. It was about to fall apart.

No one noticed Fu Qinghai.

Fu Qinghai squatted down, picked up the metal square box as big as a flat-screen monitor, covered it with his jacket, turned around quietly, merged into the fleeing crowd, and left.

Fu Qinghai walked quickly to the parking lot, put the square box on the passenger seat, sat back in his seat, closed the door, started the car, changed gears, turned the steering wheel, and stepped on the accelerator. The exhaust pipe of the Hummer H2 roared, and the big SUV drove away.

Along the way, Fu Qinghai recalled the Blue Lantern Reincarnation he had just met, and couldn't help but curl his lips.

Damn, that's not fair.

I worked so hard to become an Astartes Brother and a Jedi Apprentice, but others are members of the Blue Lantern Corps right away?

From the perspective of the source of power, the Lantern Corps correspond to nine emotional spectra (Nine Lantern Corps) and one invisible spectrum (Ultraviolet Corps). The emotional spectrum is one of the seven cosmic forces given by the "Source" to Perpetua to create the DC multiverse. The entire DC multiverse is composed of seven cosmic forces.

Let me give you a familiar example: Why is Captain Marvel so strong in the Marvel Cinematic Universe? Because the source of Captain Marvel's power is the Cosmic Cube, which is the Space Stone among the six Infinity Stones. The six singularities exploded to create the Marvel Cinematic Universe. After the six singularities exploded, some of the residues left behind are the six Infinity Stones. This is the power of the universe in the Marvel Cinematic Universe.

In other words, after becoming a Lantern, the Reincarnator no longer has to rack his brains like Fu Qinghai to think about how to improve and strengthen himself. The lower limit of the Lanterns can be very low and weak, and can be killed by a single shot, but the upper limit can also be very high and strong. After all, the emotional spectrum is a power at the level of the origin of the universe.

Of course, the Force, in the Star Wars universe, is also a force at the origin of the universe, but Fu Qinghai's own talent in the Force is not that high.

Fu Qinghai drove the car to the warehouse area of ​​the harbor terminal, slammed on the brakes and stopped on the side of the road next to the gray experimental building. He jumped out of the car, picked up the square metal box, and went straight to the laboratory.

Although he met Dr. Zora, Hydra's chief scientist, and finally found clues about Hydra, Fu Qinghai knew in his heart that a battle of that level just now was not something a naked Space Marine like him could participate in. The Reincarnators had already appeared one after another, and he had to arm himself as soon as possible!

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(End of this chapter)