League of Legends

Chapter 398 Races in the Marvel Universe (please subscribe, please subscribe!!!)
Do you think you are ordering in a western restaurant?

Baker was directly amused by Barbara's words. Since when did the alien races capable of invading the earth become one of the topics of conversation between the two of them?
wrong.

It is normal for Baker to ignore all kinds of aliens whose technological level is higher than that of the earth. After all, Baker is a god, and the so-called alien races can be suppressed with a flick of a finger.

But what about Barbara?
Is it...

This is the legendary wife follows her husband.

Right now, there are two reasons why this little broken ball is safe and sound in the Black Forest universe. First, the location of the little broken ball is relatively remote. Second, the earth has its own patron saint.

That alien race's brains are so funny, they ran all the way from their hometown to the border of the galaxy in the backcountry, crazily outputting at a small broken ball?
The Kree have been here before, and there are valid reasons, for example, one of their people and their rival race came to the earth.

Regardless of all standpoints, for the Cree, the Skrulls are their war criminals, and the earth shelters the Skrulls, so there is a reason for this.

What next?
Who else?
Frost giants before that?
Are there any more?
Gone.

Furthermore, even if the cosmic beings don't know Gu Yi's name, the amazing aunt who has achieved the level of an earth god under the watchful eyes of the Cree people should know.

and so……

Apart from the iron-blooded race who had ideas but was wiped out before they arrived, to be honest, Baker couldn't think of any race in the universe that would think about this little broken ball.

and.

Baker is a god, but gods are not omnipotent. At least, Baker still doesn't know how many alien races there are in the solar system.

but……

Baker didn't say no to Barbara's request. The reason was simple. The battle last night was too intense. Baker, who always believed in equal exchange, gave Barbara a choice.

Choose one of three.

Baker will come up with three cosmic races for Barbara to choose which race is the most suitable to attack the earth. Of course, Baker doesn't know which three races they are.

The selection of these three races also needs to be screened out by the kingdom of heaven.

Now?

The earth rotates as usual, the sun rises as usual, and the annihilation of an iron-blooded galaxy will not affect the normal operation of this small broken ball at all.

Apart from……

In the past few days, Iron Man has been running over New York every night through the fixed-point hyperwarp transmission device of the Statue of Liberty torch to test his new gadget.

on the terrace.

Baker looked up at the sky. He raised his neck like this every night for the past few days. He felt that his neck was about to go wrong. Unfortunately, the Iron Man in the sky didn't seem to know anything about it. He peeped.

Behind.

Barbara, who came home from get off work, took off her shoes, looked at Baker who was on the terrace again and said, "It's been almost three days since I watched it, and I haven't gotten tired of it. If you find it novel, you can go up and find Stark." Let's chat."

After Baker's suggestion that day, Barbara's New York Center naturally found someone who ran over New York at night to test toys.

But Barbara is not interested in begging for this big toy. The left and right are just some technological content. Moreover, the most technologically advanced Ark small reactor technology has already been obtained.

Beck laughed.

Go up and play with Tony?

playing what?
Barbara couldn't even look down on the steel suit, and it was even more impossible for Baker to rush up to observe this toy up close.

and……

In the past few days of observation, Baker has observed that the colors on Tony's steel suit are getting brighter and brighter, and he already has the general context of the steel suit in his mind.

Of course.

After analyzing the matter in my head, whether I can make it with my hands is another matter. As we all know, Baker's hands are used for killing and drinking, not for rolling iron and forging.

Baker turned around and said, "No, I'm just curious about a question."

Barbara put today's dinner on the stage: "What?"

Baker walks into the living room from the patio: "He's in Los Angeles, why is he flying over New York to test his new toy?"

Barbara thought for a while: "How crowded is New York at night?"

Beck looked at Barbara with a frown, and thought for a while: "Well, this is indeed a passable reason."

Tony Stark is a rich man who likes to show off.

Although this time the big toy made by Tony was privately ordered and researched secretly, but during the test, although he wanted not to expose himself, he still had a subconscious called [show skills], which prompted him to He ran over New York, which was more crowded than Los Angeles at night.

Uh……

It's a bit like deception.

On the table.

Baker ate Barbara's family-owned pastrami, which was chewy and full of flavor.

Barbara, on the other hand, crossed her hands and looked at Baker who was tasting her delicious food with a smile on her face: "The multiple-choice question, haven't you chosen yet?"

Baker laughed: "Do you think alien races are as stupid as humans?"

Barbara said: "It's not the same with the iron and blood clan. If they are not stupid, how could they provoke you."

Baker nodded: "That's right, but the Iron-Blooded Clan are servants of Satanesh, not so-called creatures, so this rule does not apply."

Barbara said, "Then at least tell me, how many have you found?"

Baker glanced at Barbara, thought for a while, and said, "Vulcan galaxy."

"Vulcan?"

Barbara muttered, "How about this race?"

Baker chuckled: "Don't think about it, this race, if I call at the door, they will only choose to submit, not resist."

"why."

"They're an intelligent race."

As Baker spoke, he waved his right hand and projected directly above the dining table the information about the Vulcans obtained after the Kingdom of Heaven established diplomatic relations with the Nova Corps.

A typical Vulcan is projected.

Jar head, pointed ears, paralyzed face, frowning.

Barbara looked at a typical Vulcan projected and frowned: "This race seems to be quite similar to the Skrulls."

Baker glanced at it: "There are too many races with pointed ears. From a certain point of view, Vulcans and Skrulls are both alien races."

"Alien race?"

"Ah."

The universe is huge, and there are many life races, but more races belong to ordinary races. Even if there are some extraordinary means, they need to be obtained through practice.

However, there are exceptions. Some races are born with abilities that ordinary races can only obtain through practice.

Such as the perfect camouflage ability of the Skrulls.

For example, the perception healing ability of the mantis.

such as……

The Vulcan's brain fusion technique that can be used to enter the opponent's mind through fingers.

Any friendship may have a moment of farewell, don't be sad for my sacrifice, don't be angry, it will cloud your judgment, it is illogical.

Vulcans are a typical high-IQ ethnic group.

An IQ of [-] and an EQ negative of [-] million are considered good reputations. It should be an IQ of [-] and an EQ with no lower limit.

Under any circumstances, even when facing life and death, Vulcans will use IQ to analyze philosophical issues such as where they will go when they die, instead of worrying with EQ, such as, ah, I am going to die, I will Don't want to die or something.

and so……

Baker felt that even if he came to the door by himself, the probability of the Vulcans surrendering would be nearly [-] times higher than the probability of resisting.

Prosperous, endless life.

Only by living.

died?

That is dead.

Listening to Baker's introduction about the Vulcans, Barbara was in a trance for a while, then came back to her senses: "It's really not suitable, is there any more?"

High IQ, can become a natural scientist in the future.

Ok.

Not quite right.

Baker smiled, and once again projected a race.

This race, the appearance of a typical tribe has just been projected. For some reason, Barbara always feels that she seems to hear a song.

On the other side of the mountain and on the other side of the sea, there is a group of dwarfs. They are small in size and have a big temper.

Baker smiled: "The Telavi people are small and have a big temper. They have never won a fight or lost a fight. They are the ones I'm talking about."

in fact……

The origin of this group of dwarf Telavians also comes from the World Tree. According to Vivienne, when the World Tree was not yet ruled by Odin, the dwarves who lived on the planet Nidaveli In order to prevent genocide, under the slap of the head of the patriarch who drank a large can of wine at that time, some clansmen were separated and let them leave the world tree. Tel Avivian.

It is precisely because they are good at metallurgy and civil engineering that the Telavians can stand proudly in the black forest of the universe. The fleets of the Xandar Nova Corps are all contracted by the Telavians.

Good at metallurgy and civil engineering?
Barbara thought for a while, this race seemed to be good, then she shook her head and said, "Is there any more?"

Baker smiled: "Of course."

Seeing this, Barbara said, "Is there a race that likes to destroy redundant buildings?"

Baker was slightly taken aback: "You really take this as an order."

Barbara shrugged: "You are my man."

Baker smiled, thought for a while, and with a thought, another race projected out: "So far, I only have one Romulan race to choose from."

"Romulans?"

Barbara looked at the projected Romulans and raised her eyebrows: "You took the wrong film, isn't this the Vulcan just now?"

Baker shook his head: "No, that's right."

Barbara snorted.

Baker said: "The opposite of absolute sanity is absolute madness. In fact, you are right. The Romulans are actually Vulcans, but they have separated."

Barbara: "..."

(End of this chapter)