American comics: This guy is crazy

[Character]: Allen (2/10)

[Occupation]: lv0 alchemist

[Skills]: lv0 decomposition, lv0 refining

[Time]: 1940 Hydra.

[Requirement]: If your current career reaches level 120, you can return to the original timeline.

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Gulu gulu gulu...

Alan buried his head in the water and kept blowing bubbles.

ha!

After a while, he raised his head to take a breath before burying himself in the water.

Natasha held the steering column and quietly watched the other party working frantically.

Waiting for Allen to raise his head again for air, he asked expectantly: "How about my artificial turbo? Is it much faster?"

"It's working very well, please continue."

Natasha would not expose it, so she finally waited for some time to clean up and let Allen abuse himself.

"I am indeed an inventor. I developed the human engine, Unit 1, and Ignition."

Gulu gulu gulu...

The speedboat sailed into territory controlled by the Soviet Union and encountered troops coming to respond.

"Good evening, comrades."

Allen said in a leadership style: "Thank you for your hard work."

Waiting for the speedboat to approach, Su Guo didn't waste any time. He put a cloth cover on Allen's head and took him directly to the interrogation location.

"Playing with mystery, it's exciting just thinking about it. Are you going to use a beauty trap? I have very strong endurance. Please be sure to prepare ten. Once there are eleven beauties, I won't be able to hold on and admit them all."

Allen did not forget to remind: "You must wear lace and embroidered stockings. My endurance can be improved by 300%."

At this time, the soldier tore off the cloth cover, took out a piece of hemp rope from his pocket, tied several knots in it and stuffed it into his mouth, completely blocking his mouth.

Woo woo woo...

Allen couldn't make any sound and covered his head, looking very anxious.

"Natasha, welcome back safely."

A middle-aged lieutenant colonel greeted him with a smile. A special medal on his military uniform represented his extraordinary status.

"It's an honor to see you again, Director Karpov."

Natasha looked solemn and did not dare to show any slightness.

The other party is affiliated with the highest security agency in the Soviet Union, and is referred to as the famous KGB (KGB) to the outside world. Agents and heroic departments such as the Red Room and the Red Guard are all under the management of the KGB.

Karpov is one of the most prestigious among the younger generation of officers.

"Did the other party behave suspiciously on the way back?" Karpov asked casually.

"No."

Natasha looked businesslike and answered truthfully: "He might really be a psychopath."

"Mental illness?"

Karpov looked stunned, a little unbelievable that the Axis Congress would imprison scientists and mentally ill people together.

"It's hard for me to describe it. Please make your own judgment, Director."

Natasha rubbed her brows, recalling Allen's chattering, and felt a little nervous for a moment. She even suspected that the Axis powers imprisoned her and the scientists in a cell simply to torture them.

Walk to the interrogation room.

Two interrogators were already waiting.

A necessary process to prevent spies from sneaking into the Soviet Union.

In particular, scientific researchers are treated with great importance. Once an accident occurs, the losses will be immeasurable.

The so-called interrogator is actually a psychic mutant who can sense whether he is telling lies through speech.

At this moment, Allen was sitting in the interrogation chair, looking a little downcast.

Presumably there were not ten beauties who interrogated him physically and mentally.

"Name?"

"Ode ebony wilwin nyeel twain wweun muben ousas."

"..."

Allen's words were astonishing.

What kind of name is this?

What a spell!

"Your name?"

The interrogator repeated.

With a natural look, Allen repeated: "Ode ebony wilwin nyeel twain wewun muben ousas."

The mutant interrogator shook his head and said that Allen was not lying.

Isn’t it strange that Allen could have the name of the Ao family?

Just because, while secretly playing on the computer at the Qingshan Rehabilitation Center, he came across a video of Odebiao transporting bananas on the African continent, and unilaterally declared that he would join the Ao family and live a life of transporting bananas on the 28th pole in the future.

Skip it, next question.

"What's your specialty?"

Specialty?

Allen looked between his legs with a confident smile on his face.

The interrogator immediately interrupted: "What should I ask you?"

"I can study and be studied." Allen said calmly.

The two interrogators twitched their lips.

Is being studied considered a skill? !

Allen didn't lie. He was studied by the doctors at Qingshan Rehabilitation Center. At the same time, he was very considerate and helped other patients study the cases.

"What is Dr. Wilson Duke an expert in?"

"do not know."

Allen asked, "Where is this?"

"You didn't know, and you escaped together?" The interrogator rubbed his forehead.

"They all left, so I followed them."

In fact, Allen has always been confused and has no idea when the action started.

He didn't even know Dr. Zola who assigned the task.

As soon as they came to this timeline, they rushed to join Hydra based on whoever had the thickest thighs.

The mission mentioned by Dr. Zola earlier was very obscure, causing Allen to follow everyone around like a headless fly.

"This is Su country, you are safe now." The interrogator comforted.

At this time, Allen said firmly: "I am a young man who grew up under the red flag with no ideals, no savings, and no partners. I am willing to be a brick of the motherland. I can move it wherever it is needed. Please use me as much as you like."

"No, thank you." The interrogator refused decisively.

"I use my hands to make your dreams come true."

Allen raised his hands and spoke in a deliberately low tone.

The interrogation is over.

It was the interrogator who couldn't resist Allen's brain circuit and almost made his CPU smoke.

Of course, Allen successfully passed the interrogation process not only because he did not lie, but also because he had the help of Hydra agents.

After a series of operations by secret Hydra agents, Allen entered the weapons development bureau and became a cleaner.

At least it's mixed in with the establishment.

Every day's work is very simple, go to various offices to collect garbage, and then burn it together.

Sitting next to the garbage pile, Allen studied the career panel.

[lv0 decomposition: Processed items can be decomposed and restored. 】

[lv0 refining: can refine and purify decomposed reduced materials. 】

"Alchemist is still a living profession. I look down on the fighting and have already given up on it."

Allen reached into his pants on his butt and took out the Redemption Blade obtained in the previous timeline.

The question arises, where is the Blade of Salvation hidden?

Allen would never tell others, but kept it clamped in the crack of his buttocks. Considering hygiene issues, he kept it clamped through his underwear.

Allen said that as long as he wants to do it, there is nothing he can't do.

"break down."

His eyes were focused on the Redemption Blade, waiting for a long time without any change.

"Could it be that the item level is too high?"

Allen took out another test tube of Dionysian factor from his armpit.

This was obtained from the Assassin League base. At that time, I saw that Hydra agents had stolen it, so I stole a tube myself, thinking that it might be of use.

Decomposing the Dionysian factor again, the result remains unchanged.

"Oh, oh, no, my magic is malfunctioning."