Some Unscientific Marvel Scientist

The sharp hidden sword cut through the air and stopped on Kraft's neck.

"Don't think that because you look exactly like me, you can talk nonsense. Believe it or not, I will kill you!"

Wang Mian revealed a hint of murderous intent and warned Kraft fiercely.

To put it bluntly, he still thought Kraft was deceiving him.

In desperation, Kraft had no choice but to activate the Dream Armor. The black armor instantly covered Kraft's body. He easily pinched Wang Mian's arm and forced him to sit down on the workbench.

"Can you calm down now?"

Kraft patted the shocked Wang Mian on the shoulder, and then put away his armor.

"If you still don't believe it, I can take you to my world to have a look. I'm quite famous there. You can find it by just searching online."

"No... no need..."

The blade of the hidden sword retracted into Wang Mian's sleeve, and his body relaxed.

It's not that he really believed Kraft's words, but after seeing that magical suit of armor, Wang Mian knew that he couldn't beat the opponent. Naturally, Kraft said whatever he said.

And with the technological capabilities and financial resources on display, it is not difficult to make a fake scene to fool yourself.

However, Kraft's next words made Wang Mian nervous again.

"So, how did you learn the abilities of those assassins in the dream?"

"What dream? I don't know what you are talking about."

Wang Mian suppressed the shock in his heart and pretended to be stupid.

Rolling his eyes helplessly, Kraft popped up a sofa's universal capsule behind him, sat on it, and then continued to speak straightforwardly: "They say we are the same person in different worlds, and I also dream about the Assassin Brotherhood. I dreamed about it, but..."

Reaching out and taking out another hidden sword that was countless times more exquisite than the one in Wang Mian's hand, Kraft smiled bitterly and said: "It's just that I can't learn those weird skills in the dream, I can only copy the various technological creations in it."

As he spoke, Kraft rubbed Arale, who was sitting obediently next to him: "The suit of armor just now and Arale were all made using the technology learned from the dream."

"she……?"

After seeing Kraft take out the hidden sword, Wang Mian was convinced.

However, when he heard that Arale was actually "made", he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"How are you?"

Arale pulled off her own head very skillfully, scaring Wang Mian so much that he jumped back half a step.

"Hahahahaha..."

Being able to scare the other brother to the point of jumping was very refreshing for Arale.

After finally convincing Wang Mian of the theory of parallel worlds, Kraft asked the previous question again: "How did you learn the ability in dreams?"

However, Wang Mian's answer disappointed him.

"...I don't know. It was the first and only time I dreamed of this strange dream after I was knocked into the bottom of the river. After I woke up from the coma, I naturally learned the abilities inside."

When Kraft envied Wang Mian, Wang Mian also envied Kraft.

Although the assassin's ability gives him the power of revenge, if he wants to do well, he still has to copy the high technology in the dream like Craft.

It's a pity that he only dreamed about it once from beginning to end, and the hidden sword in it was not a great skill.

The most embarrassing thing is that if he wants to perfectly reproduce the ability in the dream, he must wear that sexy white robe. The higher the degree of restoration, the more powerful the ability will be.

"Well……"

After listening to Wang Mian's explanation of his abilities, Kraft rubbed his chin and thought for a while.

Then he looked at Wang Mian solemnly and asked word for word: "So, are you willing to cooperate with me in some research? In return, I can help you update your equipment."

Wang Mian in this world does not have Kraft's special psychological shadow, so he readily agreed.

Although he knew that the other party would probably agree, when Wang Mian really agreed, Kraft was still relieved, and then he asked another question: "Have you... ever lost your memory?"

Wang Mian's information before he was smuggled to the United States could not be found using Angela's network capabilities. We only knew that he was smuggled over with an elder.

After the elder passed away, Wang Mian himself has been struggling in Queens District. He has not shown the status of a time traveler or a system owner, but he can dream about the content of the Assassin Brotherhood, and there are A similar but different ability to Kraft.

So Kraft has always been curious about what happened to Wang Mian.

"How do you know? When I was about four or five years old, I had a high fever. After I recovered, I forgot all the previous things."

Wang Mian glanced at Kraft in surprise, and then remembered his current name and the name he once had that was the same as his.

"So, you have also experienced amnesia?"

"Tsk, as expected..." Kraft smacked his lips in displeasure and muttered quietly: "What is this? Character setting?"

Since he didn't know what Wang Mian's situation was before he lost his memory, Kraft didn't want to talk about time travelers or anything to make him more confused. Wang Mian had received enough information today.

So Kraft just nodded: "Yes, I lost my memory when I was about seven or eight years old."

After chatting with each other about their respective experiences, the two Krafts were speechless, because their childhoods were... quite miserable.

Of course, Kraft himself needless to say, Wang Mian's childhood was also very bad.

His parents died young, and he wandered with his uncle. Later, he smuggled to the United States with his uncle in order to make a lot of money. As a result, he died of illness not long after arriving in the United States. He finally worked hard and worked hard, and all his friends he met died...

It feels like those so-called lonely stars seen in dreams, destined to live a life of loneliness without a partner.

Kraft couldn't help but shudder when he thought of this. Fortunately, his relatives and friends were all well off, unlike himself in this world.

But he thought about it again, if he hadn't tricked Angela and Arale into taking down Thanos, maybe the situation would have been similar with just a snap of his fingers.

So... it really is because I am a good enough person!

Quietly trembling in his heart, Kraft stood up and planned to take Wang Mian away from this terrible residence.

"Don't stay here, let's find a more comfortable place to live."

It is not difficult for Kraft to find a new place for Wang Mian. Whether it is using the illusion of the Reality Stone or using a holographic mask to disguise himself, as long as the appearance is replaced, in the chaotic place of Hell's Kitchen, Finding a new place to live is easy.

Money is even simpler. Not to mention that Angela is here, you can directly rob the rich and give to the poor on the Internet. There is no difference between the two worlds. If you want to use it, you can actually use it.

In addition, Wang Mian killed so many gangsters and got a lot of money from them, but he hid in such a shabby place just to hide his traces.

Now with the holographic mask kindly provided by Kraft, he has no reason to continue abusing himself.

Wang Mian and Kraft each purchased a property-free small building with a basement in Hell's Kitchen.

There are many such houses without property rights in Hell's Kitchen. Just buying it is not complete. In the next period of time, some inexplicable people may come to your door. Only after you survive it can this house truly be considered a property. your.

Even so, this type of housing is still very popular in Hell's Kitchen because they never ask about the buyer's identity, they pay one hand and the key, and the key is that they are very cheap.

As for the reason for living separately, it's not that I dislike myself in the parallel world or anything, it's mainly because of Arale...

Even though he is himself in a parallel world, it doesn't seem too good to demolish other people's homes easily.