I'm rubbing the masked knight in the United States

Edward didn't waste any more time. He jumped out of the core world and made a few tea eggs with such a speed that the bells rang.

The number of eggs is not important, just put the tea leaves in one pot

Edward poured out the tea leaves from Dahongpao that had been drying in the afternoon from the balcony, and put the fresh tea leaves on it.

Wash the old tea leaves and take the ribs out of the refrigerator.

"Erha, come here."

"I've been here all along." Erha suddenly jumped onto Edward's shoulder. She had been squatting here since Edward came out, but Edward didn't notice.

"Holy Order of Glory" Erha waved his claws and shot out a holy light. The holy light flew to Dahongpao for disinfection. After brewing the tea, most of its vitamins have been lost, and the proteins, sugars, etc. in the tea have become nutrients for the reproduction of bacteria and mold. , cannot be drunk.

Please don’t imitate Edward’s behavior of taking out the brewed tea leaves and drying them in the sun. , it is purely a saucy operation that can only be accomplished if there is a God at home.

Erha said that the taste of tea leaves that are stir-fried directly after soaking is too doughy. It can become crispier after being exposed to the sun. In addition, the invincible holy light, which is more powerful than ultraviolet, infrared and x-rays, can be heated and sterilized. The operation makes the tea harmless, and Erha claims that the tea blessed by the Holy Light is more chewy.

The scope of the Holy Decree of Glory was not limited to the tea leaves, the pork ribs were also thawed by Erha, and the disinfection was completed.

"Go, go, don't block the road." Edward used the tea eggs as a guide to force Erha out, and began to chop the ribs and stir-fry sweet and sour pork ribs and sweet and sour Dahongpao.

Of course, it was mainly the latter. After Edward finished the sweet and sour Dahongpao, he put the ribs in the pot and squatted, took a plate and put the sweet and sour Dahongpao on the coffee table.

Just like tea eggs, he eats tea and she eats eggs, Sweet and Sour Dahongpao also means Edward eats pork ribs and Erha eats tea.

"I have to go out, watch the ribs for me, don't steal them." Edward went to wash his hands, and told him worriedly when he came back.

Erha was pulling the "Sweet and Sour Dahongpao" when he heard this and raised his head with a look of contempt on his face: "Who are you looking down on? I, a purebred husky, am interested in your ribs."

"It's just because you are a purebred husky that I don't trust you. A normal husky would eat ribs instead of tea." Edward rolled his eyes.

"Fuck you." Erha said angrily with one paw, and continued to bury his head in eating Dahongpao.

Edward glanced at the husky with a strange recipe, returned to the bedroom, stretched himself, and fell asleep.

Edward enters the dreamland and rides the Diablo Wushuang to Australia.

Among the towering mountains, surrounded by clouds and mist, there is a silvery moonlight on the Alkali Lake surrounded by it.

A breeze blows, the wind blows, a dreaming bird glides across the center of the lake, and the lake surface is stirred up by the wind.

Almost at the place, Edward let go of the bird and let it fly freely. He jumped into the dreamland of the base guards, and then walked easily into the base.

X weapon research and development base, as one of the key research projects in the United States, is extremely heavily guarded. Its network firewall strength even far exceeds the current Wuchang National Firewall.

After unlocking the supercomputer state, the beetles once tried to invade here to provide backup support for Edward's actions, but the effect was not great. The firewalls were heavily located and the beetles retreated after trying twice. If they continued, there would be no chance. risk of detection

The evaluation given by the Beetle is: the network firewall here has even surpassed the level of Hydra, and the coding equations in it have been seen in Hydra's firewall before.

In this integrated world view, it is not surprising that there is such a large-scale project that Edward participates in Hydra, but the defense level here exceeds Hydra's firewall, which makes Edward feel very interesting.

Edward danced casually in the dreams of passing guards, researchers, and project managers, looking for the information he needed.

He came here for two purposes, one was Adamant metal, and the other was research information on mutants and the X gene.

Edward jumped another one, a research and development personnel, came out to go to the toilet, and his research and development project surprised Edward a bit.

"Eh, it hit Superman's bullet." Based on the information in his mind, Edward jumped into the relevant laboratory and entered the dream of a person who seemed to be the project director.

"Tsk tsk, there is this here." Through the eyes of the project director, Edward looked at the instrument, trying to extract something from the bullet.

The thought of "failed" was reflected uncontrollably in the subconscious mind of the project director, and Edward also heard it.

"Sure enough, I want to extract the superman's gene from the bullet." Edward looked like this, and he controlled the project director to take the initiative to go back to the matter.

early this morning.

On the plane flying from San Francisco, the specially transported items were put on the car and sent to the X weapons research base.

"What superman, it's just a mutant bastard in disguise." Stryker said, handing him all the bullets sent.

He immediately rushed the team to start a new experimental project.

Originally, things were as ordinary as a certain man's. The only anxiety was that no valid DNA traces could be extracted from all the bullets, as if they were empty.

He was already prepared to be scolded by Stryker, but he didn't expect that early this morning, calls came one after another, and everyone was asking for "the bullet that hit Superman."

Even Stryker didn't expect it at all, until a newspaper was spread on the table.

"Superman, Son of Krypton Interview: Lois Lane"

"He is not a mutant, but an alien." The impact of this fact on them was no less than the fact that no DNA was extracted from the bullet.

Not a mutant, Stryker naturally had no interest, so he divided up all the bullets, leaving two for their nominal research.

After another whole day, he came to the conclusion that there was still no trace of DNA on the bullet.

But the surveillance they got showed that they definitely hit the target.

If it wasn't an empty shot, then the man was so indestructible that the bullet didn't even scratch his skin.

Edward looked at the project director's thoughts and curled his lips, that's why he didn't grab it in the first place.

He guessed the distribution of these bullets. SHIELD, Lance, Hydra, Leviathan, these secret service organizations must study.

Can ordinary bullets hurt Superman? Edward's idea is negative, but it does not rule out the possibility of injury. Edward's absence is indeed inconsistent with his character of being prepared or not. This is mainly because he It is already known which Hydra base received the bullet.

Wouldn't it be more convenient to go directly to Hydra to find the information that has been researched when you have time?

"However, this bullet." Edward frowned as he looked at the man's modified mechanical arm and the bullets he fired. "This bullet is probably the only one that is effective. But the problem is that the project manager doesn't have it either." I've seen this bullet.

"It's weird, someone cut off my beard." Ed Warner was bored.

Edward guessed it right. After the fact that Superman was an alien was published in the newspaper, the sales volume of the Metropolitan Daily surged to the top of the year so far. While Louise Lane once again won the annual report page view champion, someone used Get these bullets by various means.

There are positive ones, such as S.H.I.E.L.D., some are taken from someone, such as Hydra, and some are cut off before delivery, such as Divine Spear.

There was also a man who recovered the bullet before anyone else could do it.

Mr. Sinister.

At this time, he was in his underground palace, looking at the tiny DNA sample he had successfully isolated.

Not ecstatic, but solemn and solemn.

He lifted the sample, and under the light, he was like Prometheus holding the fire from the sky.

When he knew that this was not a simple X gene, but a powerful alien DNA sample, he knew that his chance had come.

He knew it would usher in a new era of bioengineering

And he is the god of this era