Jedi Knight in American Comics

Ye Chu has been sitting alone in a conference room for 2 hours. The coffee in front of him changed one cup after another, but except for the policewoman who came in to change his coffee, he had never seen anyone else.

Before Ye Chu came out, he had many guesses about his treatment.

To sum up, they can probably be classified into the following two categories: either receive hero-like treatment and directly receive an audience with the president, reaching the pinnacle of life. Or if the worst happens, he will be taken away and locked up in a small dark room, and die before he can escape.

As a result, he was forced to drink coffee for two hours. This huge psychological gap made him gradually feel restless.

Thinking of old John and Harry who came out together but were immediately taken to see the big guys, it was as if they were the heroes who saved the hostages, and he was just the little helper who helped them carry the murderer. Ye Chu was a little depressed. Even with Marcus as a bargaining chip, he was still one step behind them.

He was also very helpless about this. Although the policemen at the bottom also cheered for his heroic actions, it seemed that the big guys at the top did not like him very much.

"Is it because of mutants or some other reason?" Ye Chu thought for a long time, but still couldn't come up with an answer.

Although the horror of mutants has spread throughout the world thanks to the efforts of the Brotherhood headed by Magneto, judging from the government's strategy towards superheroes who also have similar strength to mutants, he has already Guys who show kindness to human beings should not be discriminated against. After all, there are examples of the X-Men out there.

The more Ye Chu thought about it, the more confused he became, and he couldn't figure it out.

But what he didn't know was that Nick Fury had given him to Professor X as a trading chip without him knowing it, and had informed Mayor Howard of this decision.

To these big guys, he was already Professor X's.

Since it was no longer possible to draw him into their own camp, and it was difficult to use special means to obtain any useful information from him, these practical bosses naturally felt that there was no need to pay attention to him. If he didn't think he might be in trouble, Ye Chu wouldn't even have that cup of coffee with unlimited refills.

During these two hours of "imprisonment", it was not that Ye Chu had not thought about rushing out directly, but when he thought about the three-layer surrounding net and countless heavy firepower when he came in.

At this time, with the strength of his Jedi apprentice, he was probably killed by these old Americans with a pile of bullets before he could rush out.

Quantitative changes can sometimes lead to qualitative changes.

He also thought about contacting Wu in his body. Skywalker, see if you can let him lend you some more power. As long as he can do it again like that time, these defenses will be nothing more than chickens and dogs to him.

If there is one, there will be three. As long as he can borrow strength again, Ye Chu will be sure to slowly turn this into his own trump card. When the time comes, the world will be big and he will be able to win it.

That sense of control over power simply made him intoxicated.

But it's a pity that no matter how hard he tried and how he manipulated the force to call him, he couldn't get any response.

Wu﹒ Skywalker seemed to disappear.

You can't run away, and no one cares about you. There won't be any security issues for the time being, and you can't make too many moves under the camera. Ye Chu simply began to review in his mind what he learned from Wu. Everything Skywalker learned.

Don't tell me, it really reminded him of something he could do here, meditation.

In his words, meditation is an important part of the daily life of Jedi. Not only can it be used to communicate with the Force among all things in the universe and help them learn how to better control them, meditation can also help them better Restore physical strength, mental strength, lost force, and everything else.

By Cong Wu﹒ After Ye Chu used the method he learned from Skywalker to communicate with the ubiquitous force in the universe, he suddenly made an astonishing discovery.

The force in this universe, and Wu. Skywalker was a little different from what he described. It seems...a little too much?

But these abundant Force powers do not have the sense of fulfillment that makes the Jedi feel omnipotent when he describes the tide of the Force.

This feeling was indescribably weird. These force powers were like catfish in a pool of stagnant water. Although they were all fat and strong, they had no vitality at all. At least they were far worse than what he originally had in his body. He often needs more energy to control them.

Can it only be said that it is worthy of the Marvel Universe? The water is much deeper than I thought, and even the Force is different from the one in the Star Wars universe.

But fortunately, although these Force powers are very inert and more difficult to control, they can be used to restore the lost power in one's body without any problem.

Another hour passed, and Ye Chu, who felt full of strength, found helplessly that no one came to him...

He found that he had nothing to do again...

Just when he made a bet with himself for the 45th time, the next time he blinked unconsciously, whether his left eyelid would close first or his right eyelid would close first, someone finally knocked on the door of his conference room.

"Please come in."

It seemed that the visitor was quite polite. For a "prisoner" like him, he knew to knock on the door before entering.

The person who came in was wearing a blue police uniform and holding a thin document in his hand. Before Ye Chu traveled through time, he was of Chinese descent who grew up in the United States. He could easily recognize this person by the star badge on his chest. Human level - a police officer at the level of director.

The visitor did not treat him politely, and after nodding with Ye Chu, he walked to sit opposite him, looking resolute and resolute. Coupled with his thin but angular face, Ye Chu knew that this man must be a strong-willed guy without having to use the Force to sense him.

It's our old friend George. Stacey, Director of the NYPD.

After sitting down, he adjusted his posture a few times, and did not speak to Ye Chu. He just looked at the document in his hand expressionlessly, looking up at him from time to time, as if to confirm the authenticity of the document.

Ye Chu was confused for a moment. What was this big guy doing? Are you here to entertain yourself?

He resisted using the Force to sense his thoughts. Fortunately, in the Force, he did not feel the malice of the big boss in front of him towards him. It seemed that he was not here to take him for slice research.

But why didn't he speak? Just when Ye Chu could not help but speak, George. Stacey finally spoke.

"Ye Chu, right? First of all, thank you for helping us solve this big trouble this time and rescuing my subordinate Old John. Although he insisted on coming over by himself to thank you, for the sake of his life, we still need to save him first. Sent to the hospital. On behalf of all NYPD police officers, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you!"

This person either didn't move at all, or moved so loudly that it was scary. You just said thank you, and you stood up and pretended to bow, which made Ye Chu also hurriedly jump up from the chair.

Although there were some speculations about him, Ye Chu still tried his best to leave a good impression on this director-level boss and quickly stretched out his hand to stop him from giving this grand gift.

George Stacey was not a pretentious person. When she saw Ye Chu reaching out to support him, she bowed slightly and sat down again. This set of actions made Ye Chu feel a little stunned for a while. He felt a little embarrassed for a while, not knowing whether to sit or stand.