Marvel Movie: From Old Man Time to Crazy Swordsman

Chapter 286
"Dr. Randolph."

Just as Elliott Randolph watched the young gourd-shaped figure leave, a voice that made him quite uncomfortable came to his ears.

As he expected, what followed was a smooth forehead (which was accidentally bald by Fury when he compiled his memories during the resurrection), that tall and slightly puffed suit...

"(≧Д≦)ノ Agent Coulson! Please come in~" Randolph immediately greeted the unexpected guests with a smile on his face.

In any case, although SHIELD has no deterrent effect on him, but if he wants to live a carefree life, SHIELD must belong to the first sequence of objects that cannot be provoked.

After all, American politicians still have to face, this mad dog organization does not make sense at all.On this point, Randolph has personally verified it with his other identities in the last century.

I have to say, that memory was very unpleasant.Of course, referring to the unhappiness he brought to the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents at the time.

"Wardfield No. 44?" Coulson, who was seeking for others, gave a highly targeted compliment when he first met, "14-carat nib, inlaid with mother-of-pearl."

"Hahaha~~" Randolph couldn't hold back, and laughed submissively. He compared to the other party the pen he regarded as a treasure in his hand and said proudly, "I didn't know you were still a collector."

Regarding the professor's praise, Coulson made a helpless grimace and said politely: "Living on the salary paid by the state budget is not very professional."

Randolph: "I thought you were in London..."

Coulson: "That's an ancient tree..."

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"Do college professors make so much money? (→_→)" =
= "(←_←) How about we also have a part-time job? Our degree is enough."

"(.) Forget it, we are here for scientific research." Simmons, who was staying behind Coulson with Fitz, ended the eye contact between the two with a blank eye, because she found the officer standing in front of them There appear to be signs of turning around.

Sure enough, after a few more conversations with the so-called professor, Simmons noticed that Coulson began to take things out of the box they brought: "...Unfortunately, someone arrived before us, it is a 3D model. "

Randolph's expectant eyes suddenly dimmed after receiving the fake stick in Coulson's hand, whose color contrasted greatly with the real one, but he still "tasted" it very professionally.

"Wow, it's amazing!" He first gave out the admiration that fits his current role identity according to common sense, and then explained based on the memories in his mind, "According to these lines, what I saw should be a berserk warrior weapons. Let me check..."

After finding the relevant books, Randolph concluded while flipping through the materials: "Ah, yes, this myth dates back to the late 12th century, and it should be about a powerful Asgardian warrior (say There was a proud smile on the professor's face when he got here)."

He pointed an illustration to the other three present: "Here it is, a soldier in the Berserker Legion."

"Berserker?" Fitz made a well-timed cameo appearance.

"Oh, that's right, a very powerful army." Randolph glanced at the young guy who interrupted. Because of his deep memory, he didn't even notice that six forehead lines of different lengths had been squeezed out on his forehead.

Randolph, who lowered his eyelids and turned his head sideways while sorting out the information, added with lingering fear: "The army is extremely brutal. Their soldiers fight like beasts, and everything they pass is gone forever. A berserker warrior almost has The strength of 20 ordinary soldiers."

(￣▽￣") You are a scientific researcher, how can you tell the myth as if you have seen it with your own eyes?
A strange look flashed in Coulson's eyes, and at the same time he silently complained in his heart.

Then he quickly adjusted his mentality and asked his own question: "So, whoever wields this weapon can gain superhuman strength?"

At this moment, what he thought of was the ranger who reported the crime earlier.According to the forest ranger's testimony, the other party's partner was pushed tens of meters away by the escaping mortal and was seriously injured and unconscious.It is not known that the wounded person has survived the dangerous period. In fact, if he can ask him after he wakes up, he should be able to get more accurate information about the attacker.

Coulson originally thought that this should be a crime committed by a person with superpowers, but judging from Professor Randolph's current statement, it is more like ordinary people using Asgard's extraordinary weapons to do things.This is very good, since it is not a group of superpowers who commit crimes, I don't have to worry about whether to ask Yi Song, a double-edged sword, to help.

Randolph was silent for a moment, and said with an inexplicable tone: "Using this weapon will make the warrior fall into a state of uncontrollable anger. This weapon has very powerful magic power..."

"Quick in thinking and beautiful in appearance."

Young and cute scientific researchers always have privileges. The "professor" who was interrupted by others didn't care, but pointed Simmons with a stick and praised him.

"What happened to the Asgard warrior in the story?" Fitz asked sourly.

"In the story, he came to fight in the world." Professor Randolph said with that inexplicable tone, "but eventually fell in love."

"Who did you fall in love with?" Miss Simmons, a scientific research worker, asked self-destructively. She felt more and more that she had returned to her childhood.

Hearing this, Randolph replied with an aria-like tone: "The creatures on the earth, humans. He valued this love so much that when his army returned to Asgard, he stayed on the front line. "

"..." ( ) Is it male or female?It seems that something extraordinary has been discovered~~
It's a pity that before Simmons had time to ask a philosophical question with the characteristics of her hometown, her partner had already taken over the conversation: "Then what happened to this weapon?"

"Well, he didn't want this dark magic to fall into the wrong hands, so he broke the thing into three parts and hid them in different places."

Although he was a little allergic to the babbling tone of the myth researcher in front of him, Coulson felt that he should not discriminate against the other party's work status in the spirit of understanding Long live.He ignored his own discomfort, and asked half-jokingly: "The manuscript didn't happen to say where he put these things, did it?
╮(￣▽￣“)╭ shouldn’t be possible, right?”

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(End of this chapter)