My days at Marvel

John was confused by what he heard, and still looked around, not caring about the tears in his eyes, but frantically trying to find the source of the sound. .

"Ahem, I made a mistake. Now I'm serious this time." Chen Sifan got a little embarrassed out of habit, but he was quite happy afterward.

Chen Sifan just lightly snapped his fingers.

A black vortex appeared next to John. Before he could take a closer look, he was sucked into it, and at that moment he passed out.

I don't know how long it took before John slowly regained consciousness. But when he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a vast white field of snow. Although the snow on the ground was not very thick, the wind and snow were howling, and the cold wind was so cold that it rushed towards John crazily, trying to take away all the warmth from his body.

Although it wasn't very hot in October at school, it wasn't much cooler either, so John didn't wear much.

John, who was wearing a T-shirt and a thin coaching jacket, was obviously unable to withstand the power of the wind and snow. He had no time to think about why he was here. At this moment, he was just driven by a strong desire to survive. It drove him to move forward, trying to find a chance to survive.

"Fortunately, I usually don't like to wear slippers to class." John hugged himself tightly, trying to get some warmth in this way. By the way, he comforted himself by saying that he was not wearing slippers, but in fact, before he even took a few steps in the snow, his shoes were already soaked through, and the biting cold was gradually leading to numbness and unconsciousness.

I don’t know how far they have walked, but the snow is so white that there is still no change. On the contrary, the wind and snow are getting stronger, as if they don’t want to leave any life for John.

It might have been five minutes, it might have been ten minutes

John fell to the ground limply, losing consciousness again. But this time it was because he lost his temperature and was too cold that he fainted.

In a few minutes, John might be buried in the unknown snow. Chen Sifan watched all this quietly from God's perspective, indifferent.

"Dong dong" bursts of muffled sounds gradually came from a distance, getting closer and closer.

"Xu" saw an imposing and majestic man in brocade robes riding a horse and stopping in front of John.

There were several soldiers-like people around him who were following closely on horseback. It seemed that this man in brocade robes should be taking the lead. He was dressed gorgeously, and even the winter cotton coat looked finely made. It was not something ordinary people could wear. It was obvious that he had an extraordinary status.

"Wenyuan, get off your horse and go see what's going on."

The man in brocade robes said softly to the general and soldier closest to him.

"Yes, General."

The soldier called Wenyuan quickly got off his horse and helped John up. When he saw John's pale face, he was surprised. Then he felt the pulse on John's neck. Although it was very weak, it was obvious that it was still there.

"General, he is an outsider. He is still alive. He may be a spy. Do you want him?" The soldier made a gesture of wiping his neck.

The man in the brocade robe laughed and said: "I am worried that I don't know the enemy, so God sent one. God is really helping me. Take him back and interrogate him properly."

After the man in brocade robes finished speaking, he pulled the reins and drove the horse forward.

The soldier gave John a little wine to keep him warm. Then the soldier lifted John up and put him on the horse with one hand, and the others followed the man in brocade robes.

After John gradually woke up, he found that he was locked in a cell. Although he had a quilt next to him and a wood stove burning, he still felt like a prisoner.

"When this kid wakes up, go tell the general." The soldier guarding John at the door quickly shouted to another soldier next to him. Hearing this, the soldier quickly ran outside.

"Brother, where am I?" John was not surprised to see the other party's strange attire. After all, in the West, there are all kinds of people, and it is normal to have strange shapes.

Fortunately, Chen Sifan changed the language of everyone in the Marvel universe to Chinese, otherwise John would have had a hard time communicating.

"Oh, outsiders can also speak the Central Plains dialect." The soldier also spoke in Shandong dialect.

John was a little confused hearing this accent. After all, he spoke serious Mandarin rather than a dialect. It's still a bit difficult to understand this dialect.

"Boy, tell me everything you know later, otherwise our General Lu will make you suffer when he is angry." Seeing that John could understand the Central Plains dialect, the soldier planned to educate him.

"Er Gouzi, what are you talking about secretly?" The man whom the man in brocade robes had previously called Wenyuan suddenly walked into the cell and spoke when he heard the soldier talking to John.

"No, General Zhang, I just educate him. He can speak the Central Plains dialect. It's very strange that outsiders can speak the Central Plains dialect!" Ergouzi touched his head and said with an embarrassed look.

"Okay, the general said, take him to the commander's camp and open the door quickly."

At this moment, John heard the conversation between the two, analyzed the names, clothes and surroundings, and suddenly had a bold guess in his mind.

After saying that, Ergouzi quickly opened the door. John wanted to stand up but found that he was weak. General Zhang stepped forward and helped John up. Although he was a spy, he was still a small young man. He was so skinny that it was easy to get sick. Sympathy.

"Let's go." General Zhang slowly walked out of the cell with John.

As a result, before he had even taken a few steps, General Zhang felt that John was walking too slowly, so he directly lifted John up with one hand and clamped it on his waist, and strode toward the tent.

After a while, the commander's tent arrived. Two mighty soldiers at the door (men who knew how to harness horses?) stood guarding the commander's tent at the door with weapons in their hands. No one would doubt that if they took a step forward, they would be killed by their weapons. The head was chopped off.

When they saw General Zhang coming, they immediately got out of the way and opened the door of the commander's tent. General Zhang nodded when he saw this, and walked in with John under his arm.

"Fengxian, I brought the man here." General Zhang put John down and helped him stand up with a little support.

"Thank you Wenyuan for your hard work." The person in the middle of the seat was the man in brocade robes.

When John heard this, his eyes widened with a look of disbelief on his face.

"What's the expression on this spy?" the man in brocade robes asked, and waved quickly. The man next to him dressed as a scholar immediately stepped forward and blurted out in fluent English.

Of course John was confused because he couldn't understand it at all.

"Wen He, what does he mean?" The man in brocade robes didn't understand why John's expression was getting weirder and weirder.

The scribe named Wenhe spoke another piece of English, and John became even more confused.

"General, is this spy just pretending to be stupid?" the scribe said to the man in brocade robes.

"Are you Lu Bu!" John suddenly said, shocking everyone.

Several other people present who seemed to have official positions immediately stood up and shouted loudly: "How dare you call the commander by his name!"