[Comprehensive British and American] Shoebill stork is passing by

Researching parallel devices does not seem to be as difficult as everyone thinks. Batman studied this thing as early as the previous parallel invasion problems, and Stark did the same. The two sides shared the information, and it was actually sorted out. .

The biggest problem is to find the coordinates of Lan Shan's universe.

In this matter, it is Superman who surprisingly provides a breaking point.

Because of some previous experiences, and when Brainiac invaded, he also brought a big piece of kryptonite, which almost sent Superman away on the spot. Fortunately, the yellow sun lamp given by Batman was activated remotely, and it saved his life. .

So, Superman is probably the least friendly of all to Brainiac.

He asked to use the technology of the Fortress of Solitude to scan for metal blobs.

Batman defies all arguments and agrees.

During the scan of the Fortress of Solitude, a lot of data was actually obtained. The data of those fragments were scattered all over the body of the metal group like fibrous tumors. They were scanned and extracted bit by bit, and the original data was deleted.

And the clues about targeted tracking are in these data.

Stark studied those materials, completely obsessed with them, and seemed a little crazy.

It took Rogers and Bucky a lot of effort to drag him out. Stark was biting the nutrient solution in his mouth, and he was still babbling in the gap:

"Do you know? Any force, any kind, as long as it has actually traveled, it will definitely leave a track. It is impossible for any track to disappear completely. It is just that it is so thin that it will leave the observable range of human beings. So for For us, the trace is gone. Actually? No, it's there, we're blind."

Rogers and Bucky nodded together.

It means that I heard it, but I didn’t understand it, and then what?

Stark doesn't expect them to understand, he just wants to talk, and needs two "physical trash cans".

"The blue flash coming from their parallel will not only leave energy traces, but also leave a 'hole', which means that as long as we find this 'hole', we can fall directly into their universe without any effort go."

"Yes, you have discussed this," Rogers was really trying to understand, "but Batman also said that this 'hole' was punched before the parallel successful tearing, it was only on the horizontal axis of 'time' exist."

"How can there be a hole if there is only a horizontal axis?" Stark snorted and sneered, "Any 'hole' exists in time and space at the same time, but we still can't understand this."

He bit the nutrient solution pacifier until he screamed, and his thoughts flew back to the laboratory.

The two old popsicles had no choice but to avoid the sudden death of their teammates, they pressed Stark and gave him an injection, sending him directly into a forced sleep to rest.

Dark, warm and reassuring.

Stark struggled hard, but was still dragged into a deep sleep by the effect of the medicine, but his brain was unwilling to stop completely like this, but was still thinking hard, his subconscious was churning, turning into countless grotesque dreams, countless kinds of weird dreams. Strange possibility, back and forth deduction and calculation.

This strong obsession caused the effect of the sleeping pills to plummet. About the fifth hour, Stark broke free from his sleep and bounced up.

"I see!" He rushed into the laboratory.

Bucky, who was so fast that he was right next to him, didn't catch him.

...? !

Bucky froze, looked at his empty hands, and looked up at Rogers, who had just gotten up from the chair and hadn't had time to make any further movements.

Two old popsicles look at each other.

"Is he so fast?" Bucky asked in disbelief.

Rogers was also confused and shook his head.

It can only be said that persistence makes people crazy, and it also makes people burst out with incomprehensible power.

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Negative Parallel - Codename unknown.

Wasteland 5 years.

"The Fool" opened his eyes.

It has stayed here motionless for a full three months, and the feathers on its body have shown a strange petrification phenomenon. From a distance, it looks like a dark stone sculpture.

Today, it sensed something and regained its mobility. At the same time, not far behind it, the snowdrift began to sink, revealing the entrance to the ground.

It has been exposed here for a while, and the Fool has been squatting here, but he has not waited for the troops of Hydra.

Humans are really weird.

It paced in, and the door slowly fell behind it. Some snow was lifted up, and the new snow that was still falling, quickly covered up all traces of the metal door.

I walked for a while in the dark, passed a bunch of electronic eyes, and entered the labyrinth area. The gravity here is very strange, and all the senses around me are chaotic for a while.

In this space, north and south, magnetic poles, and gravity are all chaotic, and the direction and height cannot be judged.

If you don't know the right way, you will be lost in chaos forever.

It took the Fool some time to get through this section slowly.

The next level is filled with pinks and sky blues, and greens and withers.

A leaf shook, and it was Maiden Maiden who was greeting the dark gray whalebill, but Harley Quinn didn't like the whalebill and didn't come out.

——It indirectly led to the death of the clown. In any case, Harley Quinn can't get over that hurdle.

And this fool, this idiot, it doesn't care at all!

"Okay, honey," the Poison Ivy girl nestled in the shelter of the plants, lazily and indifferently, "it's just a bird, how could it understand? It's like me, it's just a tree, you cry, I cry too I don't understand."

So Harley Quinn cried even louder.

The crying clown girl frantically beat the surrounding flowers, leaves and tree roots, but the poison ivy girl didn't respond. She hasn't seen the sun for many years, which has degraded the poison ivy girl's senses to a certain extent.

She has begun to believe that she is an ordinary tree.

The footsteps of the shoebill stork did not stop.

Continue down.

The colorful lights around flicker in vertical stripes, which is different from the false vitality permeating the previous layer. It can be seen that the people guarding this place still have hope.

The temperature is very low, probably less than 5 degrees, but fortunately, the Shoebill is not afraid of the cold.

Looking up, you can see a person standing at the top, holding a golden sword in his hand.

The sights from everywhere converged and fixed on the shoebill stork, then the hilt of the sword turned and the door opened.

The Fool keeps going.

After a period of dark environment, the surroundings began to have some living breath.

The temperature here is about 27 degrees.

Some people are coming and going, there are ordinary humans, there are enhanced people, there are all kinds of mutants, and there are warriors from Paradise Island, because the people of Atlantis are dependent on water, they don’t Migrated here at the beginning of the disaster, and now there is no way to move. Brainiac destroyed the satellite, which basically made the bases of both sides lose contact.

There are also some armed men with signs on their bodies that prove that they belong to the Justice League, or the Avengers.

As for other state-level signs, they did not appear.

However, the Shoebill knew where those people were going. Most of them stayed on the ground and were responsible for dealing with and coordinating with Hydra, struggling to maintain the balance of several forces.

This floor has the largest area, and there are three staggered floors in total. Even with the long legs of a fool, it took a long time to walk.

Some people passing by have only two reactions when they see a shoebill: run away, or ignore it.

Walking to the end of the lowest staggered floor, the Fool opened his wings and flew over the cliff in a smooth manner. There was darkness below, and there was a faint red light and tumbling heat at the end of the darkness, as if leading to hell.

The Fool flew to the other side of the cliff, and deliberately lifted it up a little bit, then shifted to the side, and landed smoothly on a particularly inconspicuous and sloping stone, raised his foot and pressed his claws on the top of the stone wall .

Blue light flashes, scans, confirms, double checks.

A few seconds later, the hidden door on the stone wall opened.

If there is no one who knows the way, no one would have thought that the opposite door would open in such a strange position.

The Fool tilted his head, waited for the stone wall to open, and burrowed his head in.

Open the wings directly and glide over.

This section is pure black. If you rely on electrical appliances, you will feel obvious interference. There is an EMP light belt inside, which can destroy almost all electronic products.

It's a good thing, but it's a pity that it doesn't work well for Brainiac. It's a silver octopus skeleton that doesn't taste good at all. It suffered from EMP not long after it came to Earth, and it quickly found an alien. A special barrier protects the core from EMP interference.

Shoebills are living things and don't care about that at all.

It glides all the way, and in an almost pure black environment, it can be as free as daylight.

Dodging the raised rocks up and down, and there is no hesitation when facing the fork in the road, left and right, making people dazzled.

About 10 minutes later, a dim blue light began to appear around, followed the light belt and turned a corner, and came to a metal platform.

Another scan.

This time it lasted longer.

The Fool shrank his neck and squinted his nictitating membrane, waiting quietly.

After waiting for a long time, it was not that the system was stuck, but that the door was manually opened and closed by the person inside. For some reason, the other party seemed to be unavailable, so the shoebill could only wait until it was about to fall asleep. There is movement.

The door opened.

The whalebill shook its head, got up and got in.

Inside is a hole that extends down, and the Fool flies down and lands on the main platform.

"The system has received two abnormal data. It seems that someone is trying to open a parallel channel to this side."

The hoarse voice seems to have been seriously injured. Under normal circumstances, the throat can be cured, but now there is a lack of medical treatment and no technical conditions, so it can only be temporarily ignored.

In front of the host computer, there was a person beating and beating. The pair of bat ears on his head were particularly conspicuous. Behind this person, there were two glass jars of different sizes. The parrot, too, was fully tubed, because it was so small that even the smallest size tube was used, and it was still completely covered.

The Fool glanced at these two, then turned to look at the person in front of the host.