The Unrighteous God In Marvel

In Dr. Zola's "home", the four of them had a good meal without caring at all.

During this period, Dr. Zola "uncovered the coffin" more than once, and suddenly appeared on the computer screen, usually a curse, or a threatening meal by the guide.

Unfortunately, no one cares about him.

Until the four of them finished their food and stood up full of food and drink, Dr. Zola was still there yelling, and at the same time trying to find the place.

"You didn't win! Hahahahaha... You can't kill me, you have nothing to do!

Oh~ You think you are smart, you think you beat me? !

Delusion! you! Tony Stark! You will be like your arrogant father, lose in my hands, lose everything--! ! ! "

Tony thinks he is a bit pitiful, as Leon said, although he has achieved the same long life as immortality in this almost incredible way, and has become an alternative longevity, but he lives like this, relying on his own lies and persistence every day. Mind supports one's own tasteless life, and will live forever tasteless.

Does the existence of this kind of life really have the value of being alive?

"How should this thing kill him now?"

Saul knocked his hammer and came to the large row of cabinets over there. He wanted to break those things with a hammer.

However, even though Thor has killed countless enemies in years of battle, whether it is magical creatures in mythology, almost immortal elves, immortal gods...all kinds of messy enemies have seen Thor, but Thor I have never met such an "enemy."

Enemies living in the computer.

This is not a problem that can be solved by shutting down and restarting.

When Sol was guessing where, Leon and Tony also discussed there.

"Maybe, we can make a game called... Pac-Man! Make this game a computer virus, and let him eat the virtual big head of Dr. Zola."

This is Lyon's idea.

Dr. Zola heard the two people discussing **** themselves without concealing it. While listening with horror, they also screamed in the speaker: " It's useless! You can't kill me!"

The US team ignored him completely, and the US team was idle. The US team couldn’t talk about such things involving precision machinery and computer viruses. They simply went to the surrounding walls and picked them up from the ground. Iron pipes, one by one, took the trouble to smash every speaker placed on the wall that Dr. Zola used to communicate.

In the end, only one was left. The US team took this little thing, raised its hand and shouted at Dr. Zola: "I hope you can decide what you want to say after thinking carefully. Otherwise, you can only be on the screen. Typed."

It seems that I have been with Lyon for a long time, and the US team has a little bit of black belly.

This kind of thing, this kind of thing, the previous US team would not say.

Although Dr. Zola said so cruel and powerful, when the US team raised the small speaker, Dr. Zola still persuaded him, and after that, he felt a little bit broken.

[That is a good idea. 】

He blurred his avatar directly on the monitor, and he really started typing to display it!

[Just do it. You can only do such ridiculous things to blackmail me. Hahaha! Unfortunately, you still have to look at my monitor, otherwise you won’t...]

The U.S. team was still looking at the text on the computer screen with great interest. Suddenly Saul got a black cloth from behind that he didn't know where he got it, and pulled a cover on Dr. Zor's monitor full of smoke...

"I hate talkative people."

Leon looked back at Saul.

Tony looked back at Thor.

"Look at what--!"

This guy may have taken the wrong medicine. Leon and Tony looked at each other. Both of them confirmed this idea, and they decided not to go to Lisor for the time being.

They continued to discuss how to make Dr. Zola, who has no body and no soul, go to **** to report. The US team dropped the only "mouth" of Dr. Zola and walked to Sol, who was also somewhat idle.

One is an old antique that has been frozen in the last century and has only recently been unearthed and is still gradually adapting to the world. The other is a super alcoholic wine whose "alien" understanding of the earth is concentrated on beer. Both of them felt a little nothing to do and couldn't get involved. Anyway, they were idle, and they just started chatting.

"Sol, do you have any plans in the future? I heard some words from Leon that you might stay on earth in the future?

What about you Asgard? "

Sol also learned from Leon that he can squat and never stand, and he can sit and never squat. He pulled a case from the side and asked to sit up, and took out a small metal wine bottle from his arms.

"I don't know, but where Jane is, I am. I think I should be able to adapt to life on earth now.

Do you want to drink? "

The US team smiled and waved, put the shield directly on the ground, and sat on it.

The two of them chatted in the dark and messy enemy base camp.

"Maybe I will still be an Avenger, hahaha! It is interesting to say. I have lived in Asgard for more than 1,500 years, and none of the villains I have encountered has the Hydra in the S.H.I.E.L.D. building. many!

Ha ha ha ha……"

After taking another sip of wine, Sol narrowed his smile and looked at the US team: "Captain, I think this is not a good thing to say, but since you asked, I still have to tell you the truth.

You just asked me what to do with Asgard. Asgard has been handed over to my brother. The future **** king will only be Loki.

You may not believe it, but this time it was Leon who supported him to do it. And myself, and my father and king, also agreed with Leon's suggestion. "

Although Asgard's future is in the hands of the American team, this kind of thing has nothing to do with the Americans, but Rocky is still too embarrassing and too special.

When Sol took Loki away from the earth, Sol once made a promise, saying: Loki’s mistakes on earth will definitely be judged and punished. If nothing else, Loki will be in Aspen. A long life has been spent in Gard's prison.

And now, that accident happened.

Asgard can't put his Royal Highness in jail and take control of Asgard.

After all, Saul felt that he broke his promise first. Now, it is necessary to talk to the US team about this kind of thing.

When the US team first heard it, it was indeed a little angry and a little surprised. But when he thinks that he doesn't seem to have the right to represent other people on the earth, he can only represent himself, plus one Bucky at most.

Moreover, having just experienced Tony's forgiveness, the US team's current mood is also very special. In addition, Sol actually didn't need to tell him the truth. It was reasonable. If Sol didn't tell him, who would know what was going on in Asgard.

As for Lyon's attitude...

The US team doesn't care what Leon is planning, he plans whatever he likes, and operates whatever he likes!

and……

The US team stretched out his hand, and Sol knowingly put the bottle in his hand in the US team's hand.

After taking a sip of wine, the US team first developed a breath of alcohol, and then couldn't help but smile and said: "That's your business, Sol, I will just ask you one thing, if Rocky does it again... "

"Then I will end his life with my own hands."

Sol said very seriously: "If he really does this kind of thing again, he will betray the trust of me and my father. He will also betray Asgard.

He is now Asgard's successor, and if that happens again, it won't be as simple as it used to be.

Instead of dying in the hands of others, let me do it myself. "

Sol said these words while looking at Leon's direction. The US team also looked back, and suddenly couldn't help but laughed, and at the same time was choked by the alcohol.

However, the US team still smiled and said: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Saul thought of a pair of big hairy legs in a high-slit skirt at the first time, and just after a laugh, he felt a little discomfort in his stomach conditioned.

The beauty team over there spit out.

"You mentioned that."

"I shouldn't mention it."

"But you still mentioned it."

"I will never...chuck!"

"Don't...chuck! You...chuck! I want to...chuck!"

Two people regretted it, and forcefully reversed the humiliating topic: "You have been staring at that computer screen just now. What's so good about it? It's nothing more than nonsense."

Sol mentioned the fact that the US team had been watching the words typed by Dr. Zola just now.

When the US team heard it, they mentioned it to Sol with interest.

It's rare that he has to take advantage of this opportunity when he offers "high-tech" science to others.

"You don't understand this. After I came alive from the ice, I couldn't keep up with the rhythm of society for a long time, and there were traces of strangeness everywhere.

Did you know that when I returned to my previous residence, the street where I left the ground has not changed. Everything else is completely different from the places I have lived before. I can't find the traces of my life.

The world is repelling me. For this world, I don't have any existential value or meaning at all. What makes sense is the me in the showroom, the me who sacrificed in the pictorial and the museum.

In Leon’s words, for this world, for me. We are [the most familiar strangers]"

After a sip of wine, the US team said more: "In short, I try to accept this world, and let the world accept me.

I go to understand music, understand the current architecture, understand people's living habits and rhythm..."

"Ha! You lied to me, the first thing you understand must be the dangers in this world, um...before that, you have to understand the weapons of this new world! Right?"

Sol looked at the US team with slanted eyes and a smile.

The US team shook his head: "No."

Returning the wine to Sol, the US team continued: "What I understand first, the first one is technology. Do you know Sol, the development of technology has made me incomprehensible at all. I know about computers, but In my impression, it is a very...very serious thing. It is rare and difficult to be controlled by ordinary people. But now, the younger the person, the more accustomed and good at mastering this kind of thing."

Kicked the chassis sitting under Sol’s ass, and the US team said: “It should be as huge and heavy as it is now. But it did unimaginable things. For example, this guy used a computer to assimilate his own realization. Immortal!

And do you know what young people do with it, listening to music, playing games, posting photos of themselves, even raising virtual flowers on the Internet, and raising dogs and penguins!

Give it something to eat and fight! you……"

"Wait a minute!!"

I don't know if it was because the American team was not feeling stable after drinking some wine, or the reason why his voice was too loud, there have been discussions over how to properly and interestingly and meaningfully get Dr. Zola's Lyon and Tony walked over.

"What...what's wrong?"

The U.S. team was a bit unclear, so it stood up.

Leon's laugh was a little strange, he squeezed his chin and asked, "What did you just say? Hehehe..."

"what?"

The US team looked at the others, scratched their heads and said, "I said young people don't value such great things, they..."

"The last sentence, the last sentence!"

"Ah... I said, they keep pets online. What's the matter..."

"what!!"

Leon clapped his hands and cried out: "That's it!!!"

Then, leaving behind the US team that was still unknown, he turned around and smiled at Tony: "What do you think about this idea~~~"

Tony's smile is not so pure, he also squeezed his chin, and came together with Leon on his shoulders: "Do you think it's a bit too...too cruel~"

"Eh~ you can't say that."

Leon turned and uncovered the monitor covered by Sol, and said to Tony at the same time: "Let’s feed him food, a nest, and a beautiful collar. Hmm...Would you like to add an evolutionary program? Hiss! Interesting!"

"What are you going to do!"

Dr. Zola didn’t bother to wear a tough neck and didn’t choose to continue typing on the screen. Instead, he used the only small speaker over there and said, "I warn you, I..."

A ling pill smashed the small speaker and exploded a big hole in the ground by the way. Leon Jian smiled and patted the monitor, watching Dr. Zola’s fast-tracking string of text on the screen, right and wrong. Tony said, "Come on, you can get something out... Uh, that's...

Digimon! Do you know ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Let's raise Dr. Zola! Ha ha ha ha……"

Tony also laughed, turning his head to look at the old duo who didn't seem to understand much: "Then, at the voting stage. What animal do you like?"

Leon took the lead in raising his hand: "Yellow Electric Mouse!"

Although Saul did not understand, the nature of his participation was still very high: "I like fire dragons. I have always wanted to raise fire dragons."

Tony actually agreed: "It's true, if I can raise one, I would also like to raise one. What the **** is a yellow-skinned electric mouse~!"

It's the American team's turn. The American team scratched their heads and thought for a long time. Maybe they heard Leon thinking about something: yellow mouse, garlic bastard, salted egg superman, zero win rate beast and so on. After thinking about it, the US team suddenly felt unreliable.

"Raise a... Red Skull? Um... what are you doing looking at me like this? I just said it casually!"

Lyon patted the US team on the shoulder, and everyone shot an inch shorter.

"You are really a genius!"