Marvel's Cultivator

A food factory in the suburbs of New York, although there is a certain food company's brand hanging on the gate of the factory, but there are a large number of guards with assault rifles patrolling around, high-voltage power grids, police dogs, searchlights... everything is available. .

Inside the factory, a large number of blind people are working in the dark, and a large number of drugs are being sorted and packaged in an orderly manner.

Outside the barbed wire, no one noticed that four hidden figures were crouching forward.

"This is different from what I imagined! Shouldn't you be handsome and enter through the front door?" Deadpool squatted beside the barbed wire and complained in a low voice. When he was in the car, he was still imagining coming in like a superhero blockbuster. A righteous assault, not a sneaky one as it is now.

"The light is coming, hide!" The punisher groaned, and the four lowered their heads in a tacit understanding. After the white circle swayed over their heads, the four raised their heads again.

The punisher turned around and warned Deadpool with some displeasure: "I was going to do it myself, you'd better keep your mouth shut, don't keep arguing like the radio station in the car!"

After speaking, he turned his head and looked at the atomic watch in his hand.

3, 2, 1.....

Pfft, the factory's power supply was cut off, and it immediately fell into darkness. The punisher did not take out the scissors, but missed a position, only heard a few whirring sounds of knives, the two knives were sheathed, and Deadpool exhaled deeply. In one breath, under the sharp Adamantium alloy knives, a gap was cut in the barbed wire immediately.

"Come in!" The Punisher who had already entered interrupted Deadpool who was posing.

"OK, here we come!" Deadpool reacted immediately and crept in.

The punisher took the piece of barbed wire in his hand, turned it towards the hole, and then put it back tightly. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart at the sharpness of the Adamantium alloy knife. Cutting off the wire would not cause the slightest deformation. Dao's eyes couldn't help being a little hot.

But when Deadpool looked back at him and raised his eyebrows, he suddenly lost interest.

"What's the matter?" In the factory, an old woman paused the crutch in her hand and asked slightly angrily.

The guard who was busy quickly reported: "Madam, I don't know why, the power suddenly went out, but the backup power has been activated, and people have been sent out to investigate!"

"Does this kind of thing happen often?" The old woman glanced at the guard and asked in a questioning tone.

The guard quickly shook his head and said, "No, ma'am, it's not common, unless it's snowing."

The old woman squinted her eyes, kept scanning her surroundings, and said meaningfully: "Maybe the mouse gnawed off the wire."

She looked at the guard and said seriously: "Send someone to check it out!"

"Yes!"

The whole factory suddenly became busy, and there were chaotic voices and footsteps everywhere. The punisher knew that time was running out, and a group of people acted quickly.

In the original timeline, only Daredevil came alone, but now the future has changed. Although the four of them have no experience in cooperation, the guards are just as easy for them as cutting melons and vegetables.

After only a while, corpses were strewn about outside the monitoring room of the factory. Inside the door, Luke Cage strangled the guard in the room with a bear hug, and made no sound except for a crisp click.

The Punisher was staring at the display screens on the wall, one of which was particularly eye-catching...

Meanwhile, Los Angeles Stark Villa

Stark just finished his research, went to the kitchen and poured himself a cup of strong black coffee, looking at the slightly steaming coffee in his hand, he frowned slightly.

While drinking coffee, Stark walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room and looked into the distance. His haggard face was faintly reflected in the glass.

"Jarvis, where's Pepper?" Stark asked suddenly.

"Sir, Miss Pepper is not at work today." Jarvis replied.

"Oh, today is... Sunday." Stark rubbed his temples and glanced at the calendar on the desktop.

"Sir, you haven't slept all day. According to Dr. Ethan's health guidelines, you should rest as soon as possible." Jarvis reminded.

Although it is only an AI, it possesses the highest intelligence on the planet. It can't help but feel a little angry about Stark's extremely unhealthy lifestyle.

Stark took a sip of bitter coffee, frowned, looked up at the night sky, and retorted a little tiredly:

"No, Jarvis, time waits for no one."

He closed his eyes, and countless blueprints and design plans flashed in his mind. Even though the armor is currently evolving on a monthly basis, he always subconsciously feels that it is not enough.

At this moment, Jarvis's words interrupted his thinking, and he only heard Jarviston's report: "Sir, Mr. Liu is visiting!"

When he heard that Liu Yuan was coming, Stark seemed to have had his blood pumped, and his whole body instantly became radiant, and the dark circles on his face seemed to have faded a lot.

He said at once, "Oh, let him in!"

Nothing made Stark happier than Liu Yuan's arrival. Now he just felt extremely relaxed all over his body, and the anxiety in his heart disappeared immediately.

As soon as Liu Yuan entered, Stark was stunned.

I saw Liu Yuan in front of me, wearing a gray windbreaker, light black trousers, holding a black umbrella in his hand, a completely different image from the blue Taoist robe in the past.

"What's wrong?" Liu Yuan looked at Stark who was full of surprise, and asked with a smile.

"It's nothing, it's just that your dress today is a bit unexpected." Stark said.

"Isn't it pretty?"

"No, it's just a bit of a surprise. I thought you wouldn't wear other clothes." Stark looked at Liu Yuan firmly and said.

It's just that it's hard for him to imagine, what would a Chinese Taoist priest in a suit look like?

The style difference is too big!

"How come, I also wear other clothes, and there is no rule that I can't wear other clothes." Liu Yuan explained with a sense of humor, and he could understand such a misunderstanding.

But it's not that he doesn't want to wear the cyan Taoist robe, it's just that the clothes are a magic weapon, usually worn by the body, not on himself.

"I remember we haven't seen each other for a long time, why did you come to me." Stark asked.

Since Liu Yuan went to Huaxia, he hasn't seen him much, except for the incident in New York last time.

"Sir, the last time you met Mr. Liu was a month ago." Jarvis corrected.

"Just taking a look along the way." Liu Yuan explained, and casually inserted the umbrella in his hand into the umbrella bucket.

"That can't be your sword?" Stark looked at the umbrella as if he were looking at a nuclear bomb.

"It's just a relatively solid and ordinary umbrella." Liu Yuan said sincerely, it was indeed just an umbrella, and the rainbow light was on the body.

"Stronger? Okay." Stark recalled this sentence, feeling that the solidity he understood was not the same concept as Liu Yuan understood.

Perhaps for Liu Yuan, the solidity is relative to the density of neutron stars.

After coming to the living room and taking a seat, Stark put down the coffee in his hand and asked, "Red wine?"

"Whiskey, iced." Liu Yuan said skillfully, the memory of his past travels in the mortal world was gradually becoming clearer.

Stark gave Liu Yuan a questioning look, and after getting an affirmative answer, he walked to the bar and poured Liu Yuan a glass of iced whiskey.

"Liu, where are you going?" Stark asked, recalling what he said just now.

Liu Yuan didn't answer Stark, but was silent for a while, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said mysteriously:

"Go do an experiment."