Friendly neighbors are villains

Amy felt unbelievable about the young Peter's theory, even a little funny in it, especially with his serious and tangled expression.

"I know that sounds crazy," said young Peter. "Did I say I always thought I was Spider-Man? Because he's always in my dreams, and I can't forget him when I wake up. It's like Just like my memory."

"Do you want to talk about time travel, or parallel world theory?" Amy felt that the insanity half an hour ago was now transmitted to the young Peter. "In fact, our company has launched similar games."

The young Peter was not eager to prove himself right because of Amy's disapproval. He said in a soft tone: "It's not time travel, it's not a parallel world, and it's not a game, Amy." He sighed , "This is indeed absurd, but I will find a way to prove it."

Amy didn't mean to laugh: "Then do you hope your theory is right?"

"What about you?" The young Peter asked back, and he looked at her seriously, "Do you hope that there is really a Spider-Man in this world?"

"Hope." Amy didn't hide her need, "In that case, the law and order here will definitely be much better, and we won't encounter bastards blocking the way, and my phone won't crack the screen."

"Just like that?" Young Peter seemed to be expecting another answer.

"Otherwise." Amy stood up, "Okay, I'll go back to my own room first, and you have a rest too."

"Do you want to continue playing the game?" Young Peter also stood up.

"I don't know, I have to ask other colleagues if there is any trouble I encountered." Amy said, "Although I understand your thoughts, I actually hope that it is only because of work pressure, because I don't think that The perfect boy will be a real person."

The young Peter froze for a moment, feeling inexplicably excited.

He thought for a while and said, "Can I use your account to log in to the game, so that I can face my speculation more directly. If everything is not a coincidence, then at least I can guarantee your safety."

"No." Amy said.

Young Peter quickly explained: "I'm not planning to use your account to do illegal and criminal things, and my game playing skills are not bad, so I won't kill your character."

"It's not for this reason." Amy said, "Players need to go through facial recognition and iris scanning to create a game character. You don't need to enter a password to log in to the game, but you must pass the scan verification. Even if I give you the account, you can't use it. It is a setting to ensure the interests of players, so as to prevent hackers who steal accounts from destroying it.”

"Really smart," said the young Peter.

"Didn't that friend of yours tell you?" Amy said.

Young Peter said: "We don't usually discuss it. Since he started to get in touch with that game, the whole person is not right. At first I thought he just stayed up too late until he died in a car accident."

"I'm sorry." Amy said regretfully.

"It doesn't matter, he has always been addicted to games, whether it is hero games or others. Theoretically speaking, the cause of his death has nothing to do with the game developed by your company. I didn't pay attention at all." Young Peter began to recall, "The funeral At the end of the day, I sent his parents home and saw that his computer was still on, and I fiddled with the mouse, and the screen was on, and there was no secret, and the picture displayed on the desktop was the player's death in the game."

"Don't tell me, the reality is exactly the same as the virtual." Amy shuddered a little.

"The answer is exactly the same." The young Peter said, "At first I thought it might be a coincidence, but when I interviewed the 10th deceased, their characters in the game had the same death appearance as me, and I didn't think so."

"Then why didn't you announce this matter?" Amy said, "You are a reporter, aren't you? This is considered headline news. Even if it can't prove that the two are related, at least it will attract attention."

"I tried, but the pictures and words I collected were all destroyed." The young Peter scratched his hair in distress.

"Who destroyed it?" Amy asked.

"My boss." The young Peter changed his words again, "To be precise, after I gave the material to my boss, he also thought it was a good article, and then the office caught fire the next day, and he and those All the materials were burned to ashes."

Amy should question him. After all, he and the young Peter only met a few times, and the relationship is not even considered a friend. Amy doesn't know what he said, and he can't even find the direction to find evidence.

But for some reason, Amy thought the boy in front of her could be trusted, just like she had unconditionally trusted Spider-Man in the first place.

"When countless coincidences collide together, I have reason to suspect that there may be a problem with the game." The young Peter said seriously, "The strangest thing is that after the word gameover appeared on the account of the deceased, it was automatically logged out. I can't recover by any method, is this normal?"

"Theoretically speaking, unless the game is closed, like now, except for internal testers, outsiders cannot log in, but the account should exist forever." Amy fell into deep thought, she seemed to think of something, "There is a way, although You can't log in to the game with my account, but you can follow me to watch the plot through the computer screen."

Amy took the young Peter to her bedroom. On the way, she met Mrs. May who was making strawberry cake in the kitchen. She seemed very happy that her nephew and Amy were close enough to share the same room.

[Remember to bring a condom. ] Mrs. May sent a text message to young Peter.

The young Peter replied immediately: [It's not what you think, we are ready to work. 】

Amy turned on the computer and held the VR device in her hand. It was a moment she was looking forward to every day, but at this moment she hesitated.

"Don't worry, I'm right here. If there's anything unusual, I'll shut down the computer for you in time." Young Peter said encouragingly.

"Don't say that, it's like the midnight bell." Amy said, she can of course apply for another exit from the game test, but this is the last resort, Amy is not willing to easily disappoint Mr. Borg's trust .

And, Amy also wanted to find out what was going on, whether it was a problem with the game, or her problem, or whether the device was harmful to the human brain.These are part of Amy's work. It would be a pity to give up immediately after listening to one person's unilateral remarks. She must at least clarify her doubts before choosing whether to give up.

Moreover, Amy felt extremely at ease with the young Peter by her side.

The picture seen on the computer screen is very different from the imaging of VR glasses.

The characters in the computer are just simple 3D modeling. Although they are very realistic, they look like virtual characters at first glance. After wearing glasses, they are a replica of the real world.

This is the first time for the young Peter to come into contact with this game at close quarters. He is sitting upright, as if he is about to meet the monster coming out of the computer in the next second.

Amy showed him the character skin and the image of wearing a villain suit.

"After I start the game, try not to talk to me. You can record what you think is suspicious, and discuss it after I quit the game." Amy told me before entering the game, "Because everything I say in the game A sentence will become a line, as long as the NPC hears it, it will start a plot dialogue with me according to the state at that time, which is more troublesome."

"Then what will happen if you become a duke and dance in front of the villains?" The young Peter asked seriously, as if he was looking forward to some funny interaction.

"It might not be much, after all, I have evil values." Amy also responded solemnly, "But it will definitely damage my ruthless and great image, and I am also a dignified super villain."

"If it was me, I would do it once." The young Peter used a joke to eliminate the tension between them.

Amy chose to confirm the login: "I'm not taking the funny route, well, don't talk, and work hard."

There was a short busy tone, and Amy's eyes went dark at first, and then brightened.

The game begins.

What caught Amy's eyes was a dark and spacious room with a high ceiling. Standing in front of a floor-to-ceiling window, she could see a beautiful New York night.Amy remembers that she was still in Hannibal's kitchen when she left the game in the morning. Because she has entered a new mode, Amy's current save file cannot be as closely connected with the previous plot as before.

However, according to the rules of the game, she will still appear within the range at the end when she logs in next time.

At this time, Amy has automatically put on the dark battle robe that symbolizes killing. The surface of the repaired equipment has more dark totem patterns, which looks much more gorgeous than the previous outfit.

The daily task completion message popped up at the bottom of the panel. Amy found that a task called [Hunting 10 Civilians] had failed, and she chose [Restart the task] again annoyed.

"You seem to like standing here and watching the night scene." Eric's voice came from Amy's side, "Is there any special meaning?"

Seeing Magneto again, Amy felt as if it had been a long time, but in fact it was only yesterday.At this time, Eric is full of energy, the corner of his mouth provokes the rare kind of self-confidence, even the uplift of conceit, meticulous clothing, and carefully groomed hair all herald his new life.

"Healed?" Amy said calmly.

I saw Eric raised his right hand, and Amy's feet began to shake violently. Dozens of metal steel bars were sent out from the zenith and the floor. Before Amy could stop Eric's destructive behavior, those steel bars were twisted into pieces. A huge chair with decorative carvings all around.

The power of Magneto is to control any form of magnetic field. Metal is the easiest to manipulate and has the strongest lethality. His weakness is actually obvious, no matter whether his current superpower value is full or not.

If the battlefield is in a place like the Gobi Desert, his chances of winning will be one-third less than in the city.

So the place Amy chose for the final battle is here, the land under her feet, and she must be sure that nothing will go wrong.

"A meeting gift for you." Eric seemed more willing to stay by the Duke's side than before, "It was you who made me reborn."

The otherwise spotless room was riddled with holes and the floor was littered with stones and chipped marble floor tiles.

Amy looked at the hard and emotionless metal chair, and said calmly: "Can you stop causing damage in your own home." She really likes to stand on a high place and have a panoramic view of the city. It feels wonderful, But in reality, it is difficult for Amy to have the opportunity to climb to such a high place, unless she goes to a special place, such as a Ferris wheel.

Only the game can satisfy her little hobby at will.

"Sorry." Eric didn't really apologize, he sent the steel bar back to its original position, but he couldn't restore the damage left on the ground, "Maybe you should see what my strength can do." to which step."

Eric glanced out of the floor-to-ceiling windows. There were countless neon lights under their feet, and tall buildings and buildings rolled up and down.

As soon as he raised his arm, Amy stopped him: "I just simply like watching the night scene, don't destroy the peace of this moment."

"Calm is just an illusion." Eric approached the Duke, "It won't be stable here for long." He looked at the Duke, "Unless you are shaken."

"Is there a way to have the best of both worlds, which can guarantee no damage to the building and win the battle?" Amy asked him.

"You are giving me a problem." Eric said, "There is nothing that can preserve civilization in war."

"It's a pity." Amy's emphasis was cold, and no emotion could be heard.

"But you can create a new civilization." Eric only moved his fingers, and the roof of a building not far away lifted up.

He moved all the metal inside to Amy's window, and the remaining concrete could not support the building, and the originally tall building collapsed in an instant.

This is the real strength of Magneto. In fact, it is not comprehensive enough. As long as he wants, he can destroy the whole city overnight.

Eric used a variety of metals to build a brand new, post-modern streamlined house for Amy, and used some lamps for interior and exterior decoration.He floated it in the air for Amy to admire, like the avant-garde style only in the future world.

Eric didn't care how many people would suffer in the destroyed building, and the shadow under the brow bone revealed indistinguishable eyes.

"That place will be in the headlines tomorrow." Amy looked at the building that had been submerged in the gray layer. Eric's unauthorized assertion might hasten the coming of the war. "You will be exposed/exposed."

"This is your focus?" Eric said nonchalantly, "Still, I don't like the shape of the new house. You can design it yourself when the time comes, and I'm only responsible for the construction."

Eric's whole attitude is indeed different, and it all depends on Amy's principle of not giving up. He has experienced countless betrayals, and finally got a little comfort after meeting the Duke.Although the process of taking out the inhibitor in the body was so painful that Eric thought he might not be able to bear more, fortunately God did not abandon him this time.

It feels good to regain power, and Eric can't wait to kill the Quartet.

"Not bad." Amy commented.

Eric put his hands on his sides, no longer releasing excess energy, and the metal house fell to the ground like shattered French fries.

"I thought you'd give it to me," Amy said.

"This is just a prototype, and I will make better ones for you in the future." Eric said, "What are you hesitating about, Duke?"

Amy glanced at him.

"There are sky-high prices for experimental instruments and medical equipment, and the most high-end electronic products. You are one of the richest people in the entire United States except for Tony Stark and Bruce Wayne." Eric glanced at the chandelier on the zenith, That thing was made by a well-known designer, and it is very valuable, "You also have almost all super criminals in various forms, including you, who are also incredibly powerful."

Eric paused for a moment: "What I can't understand is why you haven't taken action so far, and you have been trying to cover up people's eyes. Is someone opposing your plan? Who is he, the person you like, and you are hesitant because of him? indefinite?"

According to Eric, Amy seems to have been hiding for a long time. After all, for players, it is only half a month. In the game, more than two months or more have passed. Amy has not Calculated on purpose.

In fact, it is almost impossible for ordinary players to reach the current progress in half a month.

Amy has her own plan and rhythm, from collecting the first batch of villains, to dismantling S.H.I.E.L.D., to acquiring the second batch of villains, and then stepping up efforts to create chaos in New York.

New York is half hell right now.

In order to ensure daily life, Amy tried to arrange the villains to avoid the areas where she was active as a female high school student in the game, so the road between school and home is still safe.

These seemingly troublesome details are the foreshadowing of the early stage, which is very important. Only when the interior is emptied, can it truly disintegrate, and then win in an all-round way, and it will not work if one step is missing.

Every step of Amy's planning has been carefully considered and compared with the probability. Only step-by-step accumulation of energy is the weight of victory and victory in the world.

"I've been on the move." Amy said, "Otherwise, how did you escape from Cube Prison? I have my plan."

"It's not hard to destroy a city," Eric said.

"If it's just to destroy the city, how many times have you done it?" Amy asked, "Hasn't the experience of countless failures taught you anything? The evil that exists in this building, who successfully occupied the world?"

Amy looked out the window, an ambulance appeared near the building destroyed by Eric just now, and Stark's Iron Legion, they seemed to be looking for something, probably Magneto, because this is indeed Magneto's modus operandi .

"You underestimate those superheroes too much. No matter how powerful you are, there will always be enemies who can restrain you." Amy said, "We need a quick fix, don't give them breathing time, don't have it at all, it's best To drive them to a desperate situation, let them be suspicious of each other while falling into endless dilemmas, and to achieve this step requires a long-term preparation."

"Of course I've thought about this." Eric was not to be outdone.

"But no one cooperates with you." Amy said, "Most of you are helpless and pretentious."

"Aren't you?" Eric said.

"I'm not," said Amy, "because I know what the enemy's going to do next."

"What will you do?" Eric said.

Amy looked at him and said: "Professor X will come to New York in person, he knows you are here, once you, or anyone here is spying on your mind, the success rate of my plan will be reduced by 50.00%. So , In the next week, except for the necessary personnel, everyone is prohibited from going out, so it should be regarded as a paid vacation."

The villain base camp has its own shielding function. So far, no superhero has expressed doubts about the sudden tall buildings. Even Professor X's mind control can't search for the mutants living here.

Eric said: "How do you judge whether Charles will come, or when?"

Amy looked at the prompt on the panel, and there was a new exclamation mark on it, because Magneto had been reborn, so the system unlocked the X-Men's illustrated book logically.

When all the heroic forces from all sides have gathered in New York, the battle can begin.

"Don't worry, when everything is over, you will get the world you want." Amy didn't intend to persuade Eric, he wouldn't understand, and he was not obliged to inform the NPC of the detailed plan.

"Well, I believe you." Eric finally compromised, "During this period, I will make a magnetic helmet to prevent my mind from being invaded by Professor X. If you need it, I can make one more."

"No, I have," Amy said, pointing to her head.

The time in the game will change after a certain plot. Amy has just entered the elevator from the secret corridor after confirming the number of insects in the laboratory. It is already daytime.

She was considering whether to go to the Avengers Building, Peter's injury should be almost healed.

A call came in at Amy's usual number, and it was Peter.

"Amy, where are you now?" Peter's voice was full of joy, and most of the things that made him happy at this time were related to Amy, "I just saw you in the coffee shop, but I Guess I was a little distracted, thinking where you are."

"What?" Amy asked authentically because she didn't know.

"It's nothing, by the way, Mr. Stark is going to offer you a job." Peter said excitedly, "If you are at home, I will come to pick you up now, you should be at home, and you usually just wake up at this time."

"Yes, I'm home." Amy pretended to yawn.

"I knew it," Peter said. "It's a great internship."

"Where are you now?" asked Amy, "at home?"

"No, I'm in the Avengers Building. I just finished an important meeting. You know too many bad things have happened recently." Peter paused, "By the way, someone wants to see you too."

"Who?" Amy thought for a while, could it be Hulk, or Dr. Banner, she didn't show any fear of that green guy at the time, so she was taken aback?

"He said he likes me to call him Professor X." Peter said.

The author has something to say: the professor will come as soon as he says it!