Marvel World Runaway

On the way home, Debbie looked at Rex who was driving in front, and pouted.

This guy is the bodyguard his father found for him. He is a very serious person, without Hogan's sense of humor at all, and he rarely speaks at ordinary times, and sometimes he can even be said to be too silent.

Even if Debbie asks a question, this guy can basically answer with one word, and he will definitely not give you some nonsense like Hogan.

In fact, this is an advantage for most people who need bodyguards, but Debbie, who has always disliked serious styles, really couldn't bear it. The feeling of not saying a word during the 5-minute journey.

"Okay, let me say Mr. Rex, do you usually have any entertainment activities? Don't you also act like this when you are resting?" Debbie finally couldn't help complaining.

. . . .Silent, Rex didn't seem to answer at all, and was still driving very attentively.

In fact, Rex is also very upset. He used to be an agent of the USSS, he used to protect the president, and now he has become a minor's bodyguard?

In fact, he thought he was protecting the munitions boss. Anyway, that guy is also a public figure, and he really needs some protection.

But when he thought that he was here to protect his son, Rex was of course upset. Does a kid need protection?You must know that this child lives in the Upper East Side. The police here are all retired agents of a certain xxx department, soldiers and the like. Basically, there is no need to worry too much about safety issues, and it is not an important target.

And this brat is very annoying, except when Rex is nestled in his own bedroom every day, Rex can be quiet for a while, other times, his head hurts from being annoyed by this brat.

So Rex has always been, not very fond of talking.

"I said, don't you have any questions you want to ask me? You see, I asked you so many questions before, don't you want to get to know me?" Debbie looked at the silent Rex and said painfully, Well, actually, this guy just wants to ask, can bodyguards or something~~~ be used as a booster?

You know, a game called XX World has recently launched. In her previous life, Debbie was a full-time professional tyrant, but now it happened to be in elementary school, and she didn't have much time to play games at all. . .

"Home," said Rex at last, but it nearly choked Debbie to death.

After returning home, Debbie lay down on the sofa and said to Rex who came in later, "How about we have hot pot tonight? I realized that I haven't eaten hot pot for a long time."

"Anything!" Rex remained silent as usual.

Debbie shook his head, and was too lazy to continue talking nonsense with this guy, got up and walked back to his room.

Going to the History Museum tomorrow, Debbie felt that it was necessary to find something to pass the time first, so that it would be too boring to go to the History Museum tomorrow, with nothing to do.

"arbiter!!!"

As soon as Debbie entered his room, he saw Master Yoda and the others sitting around playing poker. . . .

"I said, is it really okay for the three of you to be like this? The people from the housekeeping company came today, and you were not found." Debbie pouted and asked the three guys who were still concentrating on playing cards.

"Of course, we haven't been found, but seriously, can you stop asking those cleaners to clean us up? Today when they were cleaning, they almost broke my leg." The letter girl answered first, but Debbie was not happy to hear her words at all, it's too bad, okay?

"Three with two!" The letter girl threw out five cards immediately after she finished speaking.

This card was specially made by Debbie for the three of them. It is a super miniature pocket poker. It is of high quality and fine workmanship, and Debbie likes it very much.

"Bomb!" Master Green Pyoda immediately threw out another bomb.

Debbie shook her head, and suddenly realized that sometimes, it's not bad to see them like this, at least they look human.

"Wang Bo!!!" Debbie was standing where he could see Zeratul's card, so he hurriedly said.

"...Arbiter, as a bystander, you should improve your basic quality, how can you just say my cards casually." Well, apart from the two kings in Zeratul's hand, a bunch of zeros Scattered single cards, and this guy seemed a bit unable to turn around, so he turned his head and complained to Debbie.

"Forget it, don't fight, I have something serious to say." Debbie pouted and said, in fact, this guy just looked at the big names of the three, and he had nothing to do to be bored, so he said that.

"Huh?" Master Yoda, as a landlord, threw all the cards in his hand into the pile of cards on the table with great quality, and looked at Debbie with a very serious expression, as if he was really waiting for Debbie to say something. , but Debbie vaguely floated Master Yoda's card just now, so he wouldn't believe that the green-skinned dwarf wanted to concentrate on listening.

"Ahem. Actually, I want to say that the teacher will organize a trip to the History Museum tomorrow, and help me think about what I can bring to relieve my boredom." Debbie looked at the resentful letter girl and said a little embarrassedly.

"Seriously?"

"True Scripture."

"Actually, I still remember Master Yoda's card."

Well, the last sentence was said by Debbie himself, because this guy really can't bear the resentment of the believer and Zeratul.

"It must be a serious matter. Tomorrow the arbitrator will go to the History Museum. Is this related to our future actions?" Only Master Yoda said seriously.

"Really?" Debbie asked uncertainly, tilting her head and pursing her lips.

"Of course... Those who don't understand history have no future! Haven't you heard this saying?" After all, Master Yoda is an old fritter, and he can think of any unreliable reasons. Does it matter?

"Cut!" The believer gave Master Yoda a disdainful look.

Zeratul directly picked out his Psionic Master Blade and gestured in front of Master Yoda, as if he was thinking about how to divide this old and unruly guy.

Of course Zeratul may be older.

"By the way, Your Excellency the Arbiter, I sensed the mother ship today. Although it is a little unstable, I can already confirm that it is a Protoss Mother ship. I believe it will not take long before your spiritual power improves a little bit. , I will be able to contact it directly." Zeratul suddenly remembered the telepathy he had today, and quickly said to Debbie.

"The Mother Ship? That thing seems useless, right?" Debbie said with some disdain after hearing Zeratul's words. To be honest, he has also played StarCraft 2, and the mother ship has no combat power at all. If his men have Fortunately, there are a lot of protoss troops, and there is a practical function of group invisibility, but. . .There are only three of my own men.

There is also a talent of invisibility, which does not need a mother boat at all.

"Actually, compared to the in-game units you remember, the real Notre Dame is quite powerful, definitely far beyond your imagination." Zeratul seemed to refute Debbie's disdain Said.

How could the strongest weapon of the protoss be as fragile as in the game? As a member of the protoss, Zeratul was well aware of the power of these ancient weapons.

The abilities in the game are completely incidental products to the real Notre Dame, not the real strength of the Notre Dame at all.

Moreover, Zeratul thinks that the Notre Dame ships in the game may only be mass-produced, and they simply cannot reach the strength of the original Notre Dame ships.

"Really?" Debbie asked in disbelief. Although some units of the protoss are indeed very strong, there is absolutely no such thing as a mother ship among these units. If you want a colossus and an immortal, we can barely agree.

What can the Notre Dame do?Stealth position, teleportation, maelstrom?That's it?It runs slowly and doesn't have any high-intensity output weapons. It's a strong basket.

"The StarCraft 2 game you remember is not the real world of our protoss. How big do you think a Notre Dame ship is?" Zeratul still didn't believe it when he saw Debbie, and he didn't have any too strong rebuttals, after all Now he's just a Debbie creation in Protoss skin.

"Um... about a dozen or so immortals?" Debbie had only played StarCraft a few times before, so he really wasn't proficient, but the stalk of the Notre Dame was really. . . .

"What you see in the game is not very accurate. The real Notre Dame ship can already be compared with some small towns. Although I don't know the specific parameters of this Notre Dame ship that came to this world, but, It is the smallest, and it is much bigger than you think." Zeratul said with certainty that the real Mothership is buried in the ruins, and it was not made by the descendants of the protoss, so Zeratul has lived for thousands of years. The guys here are very clear about the difference between the real Notre Dame and the new Notre Dame made by the protoss later.

"At the center of each mothership is mounted a gigantic khaydarin crystal into which immeasurable psychic power is imbued. Using this energy, a mothership is capable of warping or tearing time and space with ease. It is so destructive It is so big that the mothership can destroy an enemy fleet or flatten the entire planet in the blink of an eye, do you think a battleship with such strength is really as unbearable as you imagined?" Zeratul continued.

Debbie lowered his head and thought about it. To be honest, after coming to this world, Debbie's thinking is still a little rigid. Maybe many things are not as one-sided as he saw in his previous life.

Just like Protoss, the Notre Dame in the game may be a little weak, but that doesn't mean that the Notre Dame in the real world is the same.

After figuring it out, Debbie nodded to Zeratul and said, "Then recently, try your best to sense that ship at home, although I still don't believe that your mother ship is so powerful, but, It’s not bad to have more expectations”