Infinite Metaverse

a month later.

Fu Qihai sat in the cubicle in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, looking out the window at the busy New York City with a painful expression on his face.

Shit Stark Industries Intern Hiring!

Looking up at the gleaming silver iron-gray building in the distance, he is now at least three streets away from Stark Tower!

In his previous life, Fu Qihai had heard of this situation. Some subsidiaries and small companies of large groups, because they were not famous enough to attract enough applicants, recruited under the guise of the parent company, but actually signed labor contracts with them. The main body of the game is a little-known small company, and some large state-owned enterprises and private enterprises like to play this trick.

It's just that I never expected that you, a majestic Stark Industry, would also play this trick!

And the company that Fu Qihai is currently interning at is called Beckhardt Lighting and Shadow Special Effects. It is not even a subsidiary of Stark Industries. At most, it is a supplier with relatively close cooperation and mutual holding of certain shares.

So it is possible to recruit under the guise of Stark Industries?

Fu Qihai recalled the extremely smooth interview process at that time, and thought that the forged documents he forged were flawless, and his rhetoric was impeccable.

It turns out that people don't care if you are true or false.

Society is simple, but people are the ones who are complicated.

It turned out that the clown was myself!

Looking at the computer screen and piles of files in front of me, looking at these simple, boring and repetitive tasks, is it necessary to bother "Dr. Stanford" me, Mr. Fu? Graduates of Galeton University can do it.

Fu Qihai's mood is extremely complicated now.

He is one step further away from becoming the CEO of Stark Industries.

The only consolation may be that the internship salary is not bad, enough for Fu Qihai to barely survive in New York, instead of queuing up with the homeless to receive the federal government's unemployment relief meal.

The instant coffee was cold, and Fu Qihai, who was sitting at the table bored, stared fixedly at the entrance of the Stark Tower in the distance, as if he was looking at an unattainable goddess in the distance.

The noon sun was as hot as the day of his interview, and the glass curtain wall was shining brightly.

Suddenly, Fu Qihai seemed to see a vague shadow flashing past on the glass curtain wall.

"Huh?" Fu Qihai looked carefully into the distance, but he couldn't see clearly from too far away.

"Is it my eyes?" The reflected sunlight was too strong, and Fu Qinghai didn't know what he saw.

"It's probably dizzy. Hmm... I've been in the Marvel Cinematic Universe for more than two months, and I haven't found any other suspected reincarnators, and the voice in my head has never appeared again." Fu Qihai thought in his heart Thinking about it, it will take years for me, a fake doctor, to sneak into Stark Industries.

Not only did not steal the black technology of Stark Industries, but the legendary assimilation points are also far away.

"Tsk..." After thinking for a while, Fu Qihai smacked his lips and got up to refill a cup of hot coffee.

Suddenly, "Boom——" a loud noise came, and Fu Qihai quickly turned his head to look out the window.

I saw a big opening at the half-waist of the Stark Building in the distance, and black smoke billowed out from inside.

The explosion just now was so loud that Fu Qihai, who was three blocks away from Stark Tower, felt the floor shake.

There was commotion and uproar in the office, and Fu Chenghai's colleagues stood up and looked out the window.

"what happened?"

"A terrorist attack?"

"Look, that's Stark Industries! It's smoking!" a colleague pointed.

"God, it can't be that group of aliens are back." Some employees began to pray, which may be survivors of the Chitauri invasion of New York.

"Quiet! Quiet! Go back to your seat first." A chunky supervisor was also alarmed and walked out of the office to maintain order.

But the employees were indifferent to his yelling, and gathered around the floor-to-ceiling windows to observe the Stark Tower in the distance.

It is true that the New York War a year ago is still fresh in my memory. So far, there are still many ruins in New York that have not been completely repaired.

Fu Qihai looked deeply at the chaotic scene in the distance, the traffic jam, people fleeing in panic, the police in black "NYPD" uniforms were coming, and the fire siren sounded in the distance.

I have to get through. There seemed to be a voice in his heart reminding him.

"I have to go and have a look!" Fu Qihai decided. Although he didn't know what the situation was, he felt that this incident was not trivial. He had experienced the security of Stark Tower before. Ordinary people and so on.

So, following the unreasonable longing in his heart, Fu Qihai pushed his colleagues away, ran down the stairs, and came to the street.

People on the street ran away in panic in the direction away from the Stark Tower. No one wanted to watch the excitement. Born in a troubled New York City, this is the most basic sense of safety.

But Fu Qihai, who was going against the flow of people, seemed particularly abrupt. There were policemen on the side of the road to maintain order. The explosion just now caused several cars to collide rear-end.

"Hey, boy, you can't pass..." The police who pulled the cordon had just stopped Fu Qihai, and were about to speak.

"Boom!!!" There was another loud noise.

This time the explosion occurred close to the top floor of the Stark Tower. Thick smoke billowed out, countless shards of glass and cement fell like raindrops, and people on the street hurriedly dodged with their heads in their hands.

At the moment when the explosion happened, Fu Qihai and the policemen around him subconsciously squatted down to avoid it. Fu Qihai took advantage of this moment to get up suddenly and ran towards the Stark Tower at a faster speed.

While running, Fu Qihai could hear his heart beating "pounding".

This is rationality reminding him that this is very dangerous! It's very dangerous!

But Fu Qihai's gambling nature overwhelms his reason. He has been in the Marvel Cinematic Universe for a whole month, and he has achieved nothing.

"Besides, according to the prompt in that piece of information, shouldn't I have three lives?"

Fu Qihai rushed to the entrance of the building, and there were constantly injured and bleeding people running out of the entrance crying. Fu Qihai slipped in sideways, and saw that the busy lobby on the first floor was in a mess, collapsed columns, and unconscious people on the ground, busy trying to rescue them. Security for the bleeding wounded.

"Now is not the time to save people, not to mention I don't know how to give first aid." No one cared about Fu Qihai, he crossed the messy ground and ran towards the elevator.

The explosion had spread to the top floor, and it was too late to go up the stairs. Fu Qihai took out an access control card from the chest of a half corpse wearing a blue security uniform on the ground, not daring to look at the bloody lower body, and held his breath. To smell the disgusting smell of blood, I swiped open the elevator door according to the location I remembered during the interview.

"Ding dong!" The elevator was still functioning normally.

Fu Qihai pressed down along the highest floor, and finally turned on when he reached the 45th floor.

"Huh... It seems that the security guard's authority is up to the 45th floor." Fu Qihai took a deep breath, closed the elevator door, and began to slowly ascend.

Standing in the slowly ascending elevator, Fu Qihai forced himself to calm down and think about what might happen next.

"Someone invaded Stark Tower, violently invaded, for what?"

In the original plot of the movie, this time is Thor's time, and there is no hint of what the other Avengers are doing.

Then it is very likely that it is not a plot character, but a reincarnation like me! Fu Qihai's heart shuddered. The reincarnation person who dared to violently invade the Fulian Office in New York must have different strength from a weak chicken like him who has just entered the reincarnation world.

And judging from this posture, there is a high probability that the camp they choose is the opposite of their own.

Another explosion came from the upper floor, the elevator shook for a while, and the light tubes flickered on and off.

Fu Qihai quickly pressed the armrest to stabilize his body.

At this time, he remembered the blurry shadow he saw in the distance of the building at the beginning. Could it be related to this thing?

"Ding dong!" The elevator door opened.

Fu Qihai first cautiously peeked outside. The damaged furniture, bullet holes on the walls, and two sporadic corpses were not as many as on the first floor, but there were many radial bloodstains on the walls. Except for the traces after the battle, the entire 45th floor No one was there.

Compared with the commotion on the street outside the building, there was an eerie silence here.

Coming here, Fu Qihai was not in a hurry. Just now he rushed to the upper floors of the building with an impulse. Here he can observe and think carefully. Fu Qihai came to a headless corpse in a suit lying on the sofa. The incision on the neck Neat and smooth, half-coagulated blood hangs on the back of the sofa like a waterfall, and the head falls behind the sofa. From the relaxed posture of the corpse, it can be seen that it was not aware of the danger before death. There is still a piece of blood on the chest of the corpse in a suit. The Stark Industries badge.

Another corpse was lying at the door of the stairwell, a bearded white man, wearing a shirt and jeans, and a GEN2 bulletproof vest in desert camouflage, holding a hand full of modified parts and personalized paint. With the AR-15 assault rifle installed, his intuition told Fu Qihai that this should not be the costume of the Stark Industries security personnel.

What's more, the hollow about ten centimeters in diameter on the chest of the bearded corpse is also implying something.

Could this be the penetrating wound caused by Iron Man's palm cannon? Fu Qihai thought to himself, then this bearded man is probably also a reincarnation.

After a careful body search and no usable information was found, Fu Qihai took a lot of effort to pry off the fingers of the bearded man who were tightly holding the handle. First, he became familiar with the position of the trigger and safety, and imitated others when playing CQB. With a gun in his hand, he stooped and walked up the stairs along the blasted hole in the stairwell.

46th floor, 47th floor, 48th floor.

Along the way, Fu Qihai touched all the electronic equipment he could find.

"Please enter the password."

"Face recognition is in progress."

"Insufficient permissions, access prohibited."

The electronic devices gave him almost uniform answers.

"Fake!" Fu Qihai couldn't help but swear.

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to enter the top floor of the Stark Tower has not turned into any gains. Fu Qihai is at best a white-collar worker with extensive experience, and he does not have any genius hacker personality, let alone want to break through Stark. Industrial firewalls, I'm afraid they can't be ordinary genius hackers.

While Fu Qihai was groping, there were explosions and vibrations from the top floor from time to time, which showed that the battle situation was stalemate.

"Being able to fight back and forth with Iron Man is probably not something that a few mercenary-like reincarnations can do..." Now that things are up, one floor up is the top floor of the Stark Tower, Fu Qihai He hesitated again.

Stark Tower was touched, but nothing was gained.

The inner unwillingness is one of them. The most important thing is that he still remembers that the main line he chose a month ago was "A. Avengers camp plot line"!

If... it means if, Iron Man is really killed on the top floor. Although it is the plot time of Thor Thor, Iron Man is one of the three giants of the MCU reunion. This will definitely affect the entire Avengers camp. The direction of the plot.

The gang of reincarnations who dare to challenge Iron Man will obviously not come unprepared...

Fu Qihai thought about the "Reincarnation X3" that the voice in his head told him...

"It's done!" Fu Qihai was heartbroken.

No matter how ingenious plans you guys have, no matter how powerful you are, no matter how weak I am... I, Mr. Fu, must come to help today!

That being said, Fu Qihai still moved slowly up the spiral staircase at a speed that was almost tortoise.

Fu Qihai tried his best to cover up his voice, and listened with breath while moving.

The fighting upstairs seemed to have subsided, and there were faint conversations.

"So, Mr. Stark, even if it's not for your own life, you should think about the lives of your woman and your friends. Now, hand over the isotope of the Rubik's Cube." The voice was a young man.

A weak voice said: "I don't know what you're talking about...what a rubbish Rubik's Cube, there's nothing you want here."

"That is a relic left to you by your father, how could you not know it!" The young voice was angry, "Look at this face, Virginia Pepper Potts, your poor little secretary, come down One second this face will be smashed to pieces by a .44 Magnum round!"

It's a very typical villain speech.

"You should go to Nick Fury instead of me, ha... just do it directly. I didn't expect that I didn't die in the New York War, but I died in the hands of a stupid mutant."

"Mutants? I'm not those mutant bastards, Mr. Stark, you don't know anything about the will of the earth, you don't know anything about the power of the great serpent!" The young voice was full of arrogance.

Will of the Earth? Orochi power? Hearing this, Fu Qihai thought about it...

It can't be... The King of Fighters, right?

Hiss... Fu Qihai took a deep breath. Before that, he was still thinking about what kind of reincarnated person can fight back and forth with Iron Man, but if the opponent is the perfect reincarnation of Orochi in King of Fighters, according to the strength in the world of King of Fighters If it is set, it is far from being able to deal with Iron Man wearing Mark 42 armor. At least Tony Stark wearing Mark 46 blood-rimmed suit can have the power to fight.

On the contrary, being able to fight back and forth with Iron Man now shows that the opponent is not the complete will of the big snake, but just a temporary touch media of the big snake. Fu Qihai went on to analyze.

"Just" a temporary trigger? Listen to how expansive that is.

"Murakami, stop talking nonsense with him, the other Avengers are coming, just kill him for assimilation points." A rough voice said.

Fu Qihai had already moved to the top floor, and was sitting next to the glass door, listening to the voice behind the wall.

"No, other Avengers won't arrive so soon, it's rare to push Iron Man into such a situation, we can play with Mr. Stark slowly..." The young voice sneered, obviously not satisfied with killing Iron Man The huge amount of assimilation points that Xia can get, and even greater ambition and greed.

"No, I have to do something, otherwise Iron Man will be here today." Hearing this, Fu Qihai decided to poke his head out quietly to see the situation.

So he slowly stuck his head out behind the door.

See what's behind the door.

Just one glance almost made Fu Qihai's blood runny.

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