Marvel World Traveler

After watching Jane Foster return to the RV to "rest" calmly, Liu Ruian then switched his attention to the temporary base.

Regarding the fact that Thor was kidnapped, Phil Coulson looked very ugly.

It's so ugly that there are no people left. To be honest, claims about gods are far less credible to a senior SHIELD agent than aliens.

What's more, the person is gone, but the blood samples collected previously are still there, and those related to the target are basically locked.

What really made Phil Coulson look ugly was the method used by the mysterious intruder when he invaded and when he left!

Leaving aside the means of the invasion, everything happened too suddenly and very little information was available.

But Phil Coulson saw very clearly the means used by the other party when he left.

"Mr. Consultant, can you tell me about the arbitrary door?" Phil Coulson asked, looking at a guy who looked bored.

"Any door, it's actually very simple to say." Liu Ruian, who kept rolling a gold coin in his hand, said:

"However, this doesn't seem to be within the scope of work we agreed on before, right?"

Phil Coulson knew exactly what the other party wanted to express. He twitched the corner of his eye and said:

"Don't worry, we at SHIELD are very generous to our own people."

"That's good. In fact, any door is very simple."

Putting away the gold coins in his hand, Liu Ruian stretched out his left hand as he spoke, and an extremely thick magic book fell into his hand.

His right hand didn't even touch the writing. He just flicked the book in the air, and the mysterious magic book turned to a certain page on its own.

With a slight finger on the magic book, an oval halo suddenly opened upright in the open space not far away.

Almost at the same time, the monitoring system in the base detected an energy reaction on the sand dunes about one mile away from the base.

"The door among any doors refers to this one."

"As for arbitrary, it means that the door can be opened anywhere."

Liu Ruian had just finished speaking when someone over there reported on the discovery of energy reactions.

"No need to check, that place is the other side of my arbitrary door." Liu Ruian said with a smile:

"If you don't believe it, you can send someone to go there. It's not far away anyway, so it's easy to verify."

Regarding this proposal, Phil Coulson, who had a flash of shock in his eyes, did not pretend to be fat.

Immediately, a small combat team was arranged to pass through any door, and some monitoring equipment was also brought along.

It turns out that what Liu Ruian said was not false at all.

Any door here in the prison room is connected to a place where the energy response can be detected one mile away.

After confirming again and again, Phil Coulson felt a little complicated about the result.

"You mean, the other party is also a warlock?"

"No, no, no, I just said that the other party opened something like an arbitrary door." Liu Ruian said, shaking his right index finger:

"In scientific terms, the one opened by the other party should be some kind of artificial wormhole."

"I am certain that the artificial wormhole opened by the other party is not too far away."

"Why?" Phil Coulson asked.

"Because it consumes too much energy."

Although Liu Ruian's answer was very simple and sounded perfunctory, Phil Coulson immediately believed it [-]%.

"Then do you have a way to track it?" Phil Coulson, who was staring at the magic book, asked.

"I mean, Phil, this isn't the job of a consultant, right?" Liu Ruian closed the magic book with a snap, rolled his eyes and said:

"By the way, I have done a lot of work that goes beyond the scope of consulting, and all I get back is a few ambiguous words, right?"

"I don't mind helping, and I don't mind empty promises, but that doesn't mean I'm a fool!"

Facing these words, Phil Coulson really felt speechless.

"Looking at the look in your eyes just now, are you interested in this magic book?"

"Don't deny it, there is nothing to hide."

"It's just that most people can't see this thing. Even if they don't die, they will go crazy."

"Of course you can try it. Maybe you have the qualifications of a warlock."

Liu Ruian said and handed over the magic book in his hand, saying that I am very generous.

In fact, Phil Colson really wanted to give it a try, but as soon as he laid his eyes on the cover full of mysterious lines and patterns, his vision went dark, his body swayed, and he almost fell to the ground.

"It seems that you don't have the qualifications. What a pity." Liu Ruian took away the magic book with a flick of his hand, with a look of regret on his face.

Just as Phil Coulson was about to speak, he felt his nasal cavity warm, and two streams of blood flowed out of his nostrils.

"Phil, it seems you should pay more attention to your health." Looking at the other person wiping his nosebleed, Liu Ruian smiled and said:

"Do you want me to provide you with a bottle of healing potion? Forget it, your rules are very strict. It seems impossible to use drugs of unknown origin."

Phil Coulson, who was dizzy and still had a nosebleed, wanted to say that he didn't mind using some potion of unknown origin.

But the iron will that he possesses as a senior SHIELD agent made him swallow these words hard.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you have a good will, but your soul is still too weak, otherwise I wouldn't mind accepting a magic apprentice."

After Liu Ruian shook his head, he raised his hand and threw a healing spell.

An emerald-like light lit up on Phil Coulson's body, and it took only five seconds for the light to completely disappear.

"I……"

After a trance, he realized that he was fine. Phil Coulson first touched his nose and then looked at someone.

"Don't look at me, it's just a healing spell." Liu Ruian shrugged and said:

"Remember to give money, a total of five gold coins."

"There is no limit to the type of gold coins. The older the better, and the higher the purity the better."

"I'm not ripping you off. This is the market price, and I gave you a discount."

Phil Coulson looked very distressed when he found out that Liu Ruian was still asking for money.

"Okay, I believe you still have a lot of things to do, so I won't disturb you anymore."

"Please let someone get a recliner and put it next to the hammer. I'll go over and take a rest."

"Call me if you need anything, and remember not to ask me for anything beyond the scope of my work."

After Liu Ruian finished speaking, he didn't bother to calculate the extent of Phil Coulson's psychological shadow at this moment, so he just patted his butt and dodged the person.

"I still think he's suspicious." Hawkeye, who appeared out of nowhere, said.

"I think so too, but..." Looking at the direction someone left, Phil Coulson said:

"Don't you think he wants to do us harm, so there's no need to go to such trouble?"

"unless……"

"Unless his goal is bigger." Hawkeye said sharply.