I'm in Marvel's infinite draw

Chapter 520 The Last Duke, Information

Kaiser set off from Oxford, England, and kept climbing at a thousand-meter altitude, flying all the way out of the Atlantic Ocean at extreme speed.

Fly off the land and into the sea.

Far exceeding the Mach speed of modern aircraft, Caesar seems to be moving against the jet lag. The dense night sky is gradually dissolving, and the stars and the moon and sun are obviously reversed.

Sometimes he shuttled through the clouds, leaving an extended trail of white waves in the sky, and sometimes he fell down like a meteorite, passing by the low altitude of the sea surface, and a straight line of waves rose behind him, scaring countless seagulls and schools of fish.

Less than half a minute.

The outline of a new continent appeared in front of Caesar's eyes, which was America on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, that is, the location of the United States.

There is a full five time difference between the United Kingdom and the United States, so it is already late at night on the British side, while the night has just fallen on the American side, and the bright and flickering city lights dot the land.

Through the inland desert land, Caesar arrived in Las Vegas where he had an appointment tonight.

Similar to the world of Marvel, Las Vegas is also the largest city in the United States and a city with a high international reputation. It is famous all over the world for tourism, shopping, and vacations centered on the gambling industry.

Ten years after World War II ushered in the end, the world's overall economy has fully recovered, and the city's popularity has become much more prosperous.

"There's still plenty of time..." Caesar looked at the sky, landed on the roof of a building in the city block, and sorted out his hair that was blown by the strong wind.

Cross the Atlantic in 1 minute, across [-] kilometers, to attend another banquet.Probably no one will believe it.

After thinking about it, Caesar went into a local high-end clothing store to try on and buy a banquet suit.

It has to be said that people rely on clothes, and this sentence applies to any occasion.

After Caesar changed from casual clothes to a well-fitting suit, his outstanding temperament was even more difficult to conceal, making the female clerks and customers in the store unable to look away. After receiving the small note with the phone number left by the female clerk, he just Go to an exclusive banquet venue located in the city's bustling neighborhood.

Hellfire Club.

The power of the boss behind it is unknown. Externally, only upper-class people are accepted. Internally, there are many security personnel. The guests who are eligible to come here are either rich or expensive.

The gate of the Hellfire Club is luxurious and majestic. Just as Caesar stepped closer, two big security guards in black suits and sunglasses subconsciously reached out to stop him, "Please, show your identity or the club invitation letter."

"Invitation letter, I remember..." Caesar muttered, reached into the lining of his suit, took out a golden invitation letter, and handed it to one of the security guards.

Anbao took the invitation letter and opened it to read. His originally serious face suddenly became extremely surprised.

Another security guard leaned his head over. After seeing the identity note on the invitation letter, he was also stunned, and rubbed his eyes suspiciously that he had read it wrong.

"What, is there a problem?" Caesar looked up at them calmly.

"No, no problem at all!" The security came back to his senses, folded the invitation letter in his hand, handed it back to Caesar respectfully, and said respectfully: "Master Duke from England, welcome to come to the banquet, there are invitations inside." !"

"England, duke... duke?!"

The expressions of the other gorgeously dressed ladies and gentlemen at the door changed instantly when they heard this address.

What is the concept of a duke?

Among the aristocratic royal families in Europe, it can be said that the status is second only to the king, and he can be regarded as the prince of the eastern country!Especially since World War II, the United Kingdom has no longer conferred titles, and the titles can only be passed down through the original, and will become less and less as time goes by, until they disappear completely.

The real dukes and aristocrats completely look down on the rich and famous in the new century. After all, the land and back garden they rule alone are the size of a city, and they are truly rich and profound!

It was a surprise that the Duke would appear in such a place, let alone such a young Duke in front of him!

"Thank you." Caesar nodded, picked up the invitation letter, and walked into the club smoothly.

When I come to this time and space, since I can't go back temporarily, I always have to find something to do.The most important of these is the need for a new identity.

More than ten years ago, before World War II was fully over, Caesar rescued the powerful British royal family during a war turmoil.In addition to some reasons, he cleverly obtained the duke status.It just so happened that Britain stopped being knighted that year, and he was regarded as the last and youngest duke in Britain.

With the status of Duke of England, Caesar no longer needs to disguise his identity, so that he can enter and exit high-class banquets and events in any country.

For this purpose, there is only one——

Collect enough intelligence information about the world in which you live, and find a reliable way to return to the original time and space.

Inside the Hellfire Club.

The interior decoration is more luxurious and high-end than the exterior, the neon lights on the ceiling are flickering, and the music is flowing in every corner.

Security guards standing against the wall of the hall can be seen everywhere. Beautiful and sexy girls are basically wearing three-point style, revealing a large area of ​​skin, supporting each bald or potbellied guest, and walking to the private room.

After Caesar walked into the club hall, almost all the girls who hadn't made an appointment all cast their gazes in unison, their eyes were green like a hunter who had found a prey.

"He's mine." "Don't compete with me."

The three girls, who thought they had pretty faces and slender bodies, walked on tiptoe and took the lead towards Caesar from different directions.

"This gentleman..."

Some girls quickened their pace and were about to strike up a conversation, but Caesar shook his index finger to stop them from approaching.

Caesar stretched out his hand to the left, took a glass of wine from the plate of the passing bartender, and sat down on the corner of the open sofa chair in the hall, not intending to answer or make an appointment with the girl.

This made many girls leave with regretful expressions.

"The quality is okay."

Caesar commented softly, took a sip of the wine, and didn't know if he was talking about the wine or the girl.

It's not that he's not close to women, it's just that under Superman's sense of smell, the degree of 'cleanliness' on a girl's body can be known at a glance.

What's more, he often goes to such occasions, and there is no shortage of love affairs, but only beneficial information.

After shaking the mellow wine in the wine glass, Caesar gently closed his eyes, and after letting go of the restrictions on his ears, hundreds of nearly a thousand voices poured into his earholes in detail, and under the superhuman brain, he calculated and selected useful information message.

"Come on, give me a kiss, girl..."

"Colonel Hendry, why is he here?"

"Recently, the United States intends to deploy missiles in Turkey, which may become a further fuse for the Soviet-American Cold War."

"I lost another 100 million today!"

"Will World War III start again?"

Bars, banquets, and event venues are full of people from various religions and nine streams, and dragons and snakes are mixed in them. If all the information and materials they share every day can be collected, they can easily crush the intelligence agencies of big countries.

"Sure enough, wars cannot be avoided in any world, even if there is no Hydra villain organization here..."

Caesar muttered to himself, in this time and space, because there is no peace symbol and Captain America, there is no superhero as the benchmark of the times.Since the end of World War II, there have been more superficial cold wars and hidden disputes among major powers than in the Marvel world.

However, as an alien space-time personnel, Caesar had no intention of intervening in the war.

In the Marvel world, the main body is tired enough as a symbol of peace, and his avatar does not want to repeat the same mistakes.

(End of this chapter)