The Reincarnation Passing by Marvel

Chapter 288 Young people don't know what it means to be sad, and fall in love with upper floors.

Los Angeles.

Wang Lun wandered the streets, watching the city with a sense of age from the side of the road.

Banners with slogans were also hung on the side of the road: "The cleanest city in the United States-Los Angeles"

In the window cabinet of the nearby store, a clumsy TV is broadcasting the news: "President Bush Jr. delivered a speech to Congress today, outlining the latest plan of the White House, concerning health care..."

Hearing a relatively familiar famous person, Wang Lun's heart moved slightly, his footsteps moved lightly, and his figure changed, and he had already arrived at a majestic, solid and majestic long wall entangled in the mountains.

"The Great Wall will never fall, and the Yellow River will never fall down!"

"The mountains and rivers are beautiful, the colorful peaks and ridges..."

Amidst the singing, a team led by a tour guide wearing a yellow peaked cap and holding a small red flag came from the winding back.

Seeing that Wang Lun was alone, the tour guide came over and said enthusiastically, "Comrade, are you alone? Why don't you come with all of us, it's fun and safe."

"No, I'm not fit enough, stop to enjoy the scenery and then go back the same way, thank you."

"Young man, I see that you have a good physique. Maybe it's because you didn't get used to it for a while."

The tour guide said: "Since this is the case, I still have work to do, so I'll get busy first.

When you go out, you are alone, if you have any difficulties, just shout out, don't be too shy, it is easy to suffer. "

"Oh, I see, thank you, thank you."

Wang Lun has been watching the team leave, and after a while, it suddenly disappeared.

Southern Anhui.

Wuchang Yangtze River Bridge.

Watching the Taotao river rushing endlessly and the sand boats and ferries bustling on the river, Wang Lun was filled with emotion.

Unexpectedly, the first time I traveled through, there was a place that seemed to be exactly the same as in memory, a haunting place waiting for me.

However, although it looks like this place, it is not the place where I really came from.

After staying there for almost half an hour, Wang Lun took one last nostalgic glance, turned around resolutely, and returned to Los Angeles.

The world traveled this time is "Wanted Universe", a world composed of 125 parallel universes.

The main plot tells the story of the villain who is a space-time special police who has fallen, and wants to kill all the clones of the other 124 universes, and return all the energies allocated by the parallel time and space to become the savior but is defeated by the protagonist.

Like Hydra, villains often have lofty ideals, and this one is no exception.

Information flowed quietly in Wang Lun's heart, and soon he knew what kind of time node he was currently in.

He looked up at the sky and saw that the sun was slanting, so he walked unhurriedly along the street forward - there was a telephone booth there, and there were yellow pages in the telephone booth.

Later, after writing down the required information, Wang Lun prepared to take advantage of the time when it was dark and the plot was staged, and walked slowly.

On the one hand, it is to appreciate the scenery of different eras, and on the other hand, it is also in this time difference, to consider how to proceed next.

First of all, your purpose is very clear.

Second, is how to achieve the goal.

The specific situation needs to be analyzed in detail. If this crossing is regarded as an action to download a dungeon, then a house-sized one may be a single-player dungeon; a city-sized one may be a team or even a team battle dungeon; The planet, and even the 125 copies of the universe, can only be...

Especially when these universes have escaped the control of the main god and evolved on their own, those universes that only exist in the background of a line in the plot have become real.

This is undoubtedly creating difficulties for oneself and increasing the difficulty.

According to the previous thinking, if the space attribute energy can be obtained through traditional means, that would be the best.

If you can't, you're in big trouble.

Probably because what he is going to do now may be unprecedented, and there is no example or precedent to imitate and learn from.

And everything that I experienced with the main god at the beginning has become the only thing that has reference value now.

Wang Lun strolled, thinking one after another in his heart:
When the plot is killed, is it possible to save the important supporting characters, and test whether this behavior can affect the laws of operation of this universe and grab what is needed.

Let the villain kill the protagonist and subvert the plot, will the operation of this universe fall into logical chaos and collapse?
If the above actions do not produce results, then killing the villain, will you be done?
Or do it in reverse?
In short, the protagonist or the villain, unless it is not the basis for the survival of this universe, otherwise, all my needs are placed on these two people.

correct!

Wang Lun suddenly thought of a possibility—when he appeared in this universe, there must have been 124 clones of parallel universes, right?
In that case, the fun is really big!
Smiling, Wang Lun relieved the pressure.

If it is the difficulty that can solve the problem by blowing up a planet, then now, I should be on my way home - 125 universes, how to destroy...

Fortunately, I am no longer under the control of the main god to complete the task period. If I fail once, I will do it again. Next time I will not choose this kind of world that seems to have energy of time and space attributes, but only look for those that exist in the form of treasures, or It is a limited world.

Wang Lun secretly wrote down the problems he faced or encountered during this time-traveling operation, and reminded himself to be careful and avoid them in the future.

In this way, the sky gradually changed, and at dusk, night fell, and the plot was about to be staged.

On the roof of the medical center building, Wang Lun quietly looked down.

His eyes flicked over the two space-time special police respectively, and locked on a black supporting character who would die soon if he didn't intervene.

Soon after, a blue ambulance quietly left the hospital.

Like Batman, Wang Lun haunted the rooftops, followed the car through several streets, and watched it swing wildly on the road, and finally, it met an excavator parked on the side of the road for construction. Machines collided.

"boom!"

The driver's door broke away from the frame and flew out.

A man dressed in black, of medium build, with "I'm a villain" written on his face jumped out of the car.

He didn't pause at all, and after landing, he walked straight to the rear of the car.

"Strength, less than 1 ton."

On the street lamp, Wang Lun stepped on the lampshade, looked down, and evaluated to himself: "The speed, when it explodes, can be compared to the 12-year-old Pietro at most."

As he said that, his expression became a little strange.

This is the maximum form that 123 clone energies can manifest after being evenly distributed to the remaining two?
What an international joke!
This is the power of 123 parallel universes!

Not the power of 123 parallel burgers!

Wang Lun suddenly had a new idea:
Some of the energy collected by the villain must have been swallowed by something. Otherwise, even if 1 is added to 1 until it reaches 123, and then divided by 2, it should at least reflect the sum of the power of 62 people.

If the judgment is wrong and it is not as complicated as I thought, then the energy of his clone will not increase proportionally, but will increase by a percentage, and the energy of a clone will increase by about [-]%.

62 clones means that he has been strengthened by 6.2 times. If he can punch 100 kilograms in the past, it is now 0.62 tons. In this way, unless the last clone dies, there will be a shocking change, otherwise If he is exhausted, he can crush Steve Rogers in terms of speed, and bully Pietro in terms of strength. How can this kind of weak all-round strengthening be called a savior?
In Wang Lun's scrutinizing eyes, the play below has also come to an end.

Holding a grenade-like object in his hand, the black supporting character makes a last-ditch effort to ask the villain to choose between surrender or death.

The villain in black had a hint of sarcasm on his mouth, twisted his body, and rushed towards him like a shadow in the wind, about to put him...

Liu Yu looked at the empty ground in disbelief, a big living person suddenly disappeared right in front of him.

It wasn't that he was teleported away by the wormhole, it wasn't that he was dazzled, and it wasn't that he suddenly recovered from all his injuries and became as strong as himself, but...

His vicious and vicious eyes like a wolf and a jackal suddenly moved away, and he looked behind as he turned around.

Wang Lun was counting silently on the roof of the ambulance, and under his feet lay the black supporting actor with a bewildered expression.

Saved him from the mortal situation, if it is in the reincarnation space, the main god judges that the person has escaped from the mortal situation, the plot is changed, and the reward will follow.

Therefore, after a few seconds, after confirming that he had not received any feedback, Wang Lun knew in his heart that this method was invalid.

At the same time, with psychological preparation, this result is not disappointing for him.

The tip of his toe lightly tapped the supporting actor's throat, and amidst the imperceptible "click", the black man's eyes dimmed.

Wang Lun kicked him off the roof of the car, kicked him in front of Liu Yu, and said lightly, "Your."

Liu Yu withdrew his apprehensive gaze, lowered his head and glanced down, his pupils shrank suddenly—as a master of martial arts and proficient in Xingyiquan, how could he not see that Rodick's Adam's apple had been shattered!

However, the more important thing is that although its throat collapsed, the connected cricoid cartilage and this piece of skin were not damaged at all!

The other party's light touch without the breath of fireworks was so wonderful that it was at its peak, and Liu Yu was shocked by his control of strength in an instant.

One must know that even though he had killed 123 clones and obtained powerful power, he hadn't been able to grasp all of this surge in power, and he often couldn't do whatever he wanted when he made a move.

It's just because Xingyiquan is fierce and fierce, and it happens to complement and complement each other with this surge of power. Otherwise, he would have to spend a lot of perseverance and effort to digest and absorb this plundered power and control it freely.

Shocked, Liu Yu saw a pair of ordinary shoes out of the corner of his eye.

But Wang Lun walked up to him without saying a word, "Come on, I'll take you to find another you."

After all, Liu Yu was not allowed to distinguish, and a hand appeared on his shoulder at some point.

Afterwards, Liu Yu only felt that the scene in front of him was spinning, and in an instant, he came from the empty road to a brightly lit slope passage.

Look again, in addition to the space-time special police who came after him, who is the other one, who is not his clone?
(End of this chapter)