Marvel's Journey Begins with Psychosis

Chapter 27 Diffused Fear

The water droplets fell, gradually forming a small puddle under the soft black soil, creating ripples like ripples.

Water drops from another place fell on the head of a man lying on the ground. After a few drops of water fell, the corners of the man's eyes twitched and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Wang Defa...I am here..."

"Don't move."

Before he could put down the hand that was rubbing the back of his head, a sudden voice behind him made him wake up completely in an instant. He quickly moved on the ground a few times and leaned against the wet wooden wall.

At this time, the five senses that had been temporarily lost due to just waking up from the coma finally recovered, allowing him to smell, hear, and see everything in front of him.

This was a small, slightly dark room, and he didn't see the door. Not far in front of him, there was a man sitting on a wooden pier facing him. He was facing a pot on the stove and stirring it with a wooden spoon. The mouth of the stove was connected to a metal chimney, extending to his head. Out of sight.

"Who are you!"

"Tsk~"

The person beside the pot clicked his tongue and looked over with dissatisfaction: "I haven't asked you yet, but you asked me. You should recall what happened first, and then I'll have a meal first and ask you after I finish." "

what happened……

The man sitting on the ground touched his side, and sure enough, his gun was gone.

What happened...I was supposed to be patrolling in the base just now, and then...then someone attacked me!

It’s this guy!

But, how did he do it? The place I patrol is obviously a passage! How did he appear behind me?

Men have received cruel training, so even though they face this situation, they still calmly seek opportunities to fight back.

"Do you understand?"

At this time, the man beside the pot held the bowl, turned around, smiled and said: "Let me talk first. My name is Roland. I know that you are Hydra, and I know that everyone in your base is Hydra." Head snake.

I'm here to cause trouble.

However, the base is quite big, so I need a map. I can't find either the structure map or the map, so I chose you to be the active map. "

After knocking the bowl with a spoon, the man noticed that this guy named Roland, no matter what he was holding or everything around him, were all standard tools in the base!

This was even more terrifying than being captured himself. Unless there was a traitor in the base, he couldn't figure out how this person did it.

"Okay, don't think about it. If you are willing, let me know."

"...Long live Hydra!"

"That's not what I want, brother."

"Long live Hydra! Long live! Long live!!"

"Okay, okay, okay, well, long live even though I've become a fool."

Lifting his finger, the aperture spread out, and the man suddenly disappeared, and an equal amount of dirt appeared where he had just been leaning.

"This thing is so useful!"

Yes, in addition to being used in combat, through continuous research and development, Roland also discovered special expanded uses of the surgical fruit.

Since two objects can be transposed, regardless of living or inanimate objects, theoretically speaking, the surgical fruit can actually be used as a "wall penetration technique".

And since Roland himself can change places with the things on the other side of the "wall", is it also possible to dig soil across the ground~

Yes.

Roland's current location is somewhere underground in Hydra's huge base.

There was no way. Originally, Roland wanted to break in directly, but there were quite a lot of people in this base and the guards were tight. Not to mention that Roland couldn't defeat so many people. Even if he could defeat them, how could he catch them if they wanted to run away? 500 people.

What's more, Roland's trip here, in addition to causing trouble for others, is also one of his goals: "creating fear and accumulating card draws".

There are always people watching him in the Big Apple City. He can meet eight superheroes in two trips out. Roland is too lazy to talk nonsense with them and is really afraid of accidentally overturning his car.

This is different. The person here "doesn't exist" in the first place. When he dies, he dies, and no one comes to trouble him. It's perfect!

…………

After lovingly returning the unlucky first victim to the embrace of Mother Earth and helping him complete his burial, Roland changed places between himself and a big stone under a big tree, appeared outside again, and started again He did his own job of capturing the map alive.

For Roland, this is an activity to develop and exercise fruit abilities while doing business, but for the people in the Hydra base, it is really scary.

Building C, restaurant.

A dozen or so pale-faced, visibly depressed soldiers were sitting together in silence on a few tables in a corner, holding steel dinner plates.

"Have you heard?"

No one looked up because there was a surveillance camera above their heads, but everyone knew who was speaking. The trembling voice came from the guy whose hands were also shaking.

"Yes, I also encountered it last night. Johnson was still talking to me one second, and then suddenly disappeared out of thin air in front of my eyes the next second. There was nothing but a blackened log on the ground!"

His voice became louder and his emotions became more and more agitated: "It must be the devil from hell! It was the devil who took him away!

Sam, speak up! Two of your group have already died! "

Sam, who was named, also had white lips. Although there was a gag order from above, and although they were used to accepting orders and executing them unconditionally, the entire base was so big. There was one less person today and one less person tomorrow...

We are not blind, so of course we can’t hide it!

"I-I don't know..."

"You know! Elliot and you are in the same dormitory! You must have seen it with your own eyes!"

The man who spoke before became more and more excited as he spoke. He pressed his hands on the table and gradually stood up. His eyes became wider and wider, and his breathing became more and more rapid. He suddenly started running around like a madman, shouting to himself meaninglessly. Guilty, shouting that he is not afraid, and then kneeling on the ground crying and begging for forgiveness from someone...

The door opened and the heavily armed law enforcement team walked over silently.

At this time, Bang~

A piece of wood that was still burning fell to the ground, and the crying man disappeared.

"It's the devil... It's really the devil... The devil -!"

……

"Sir, that's it."

Reaching out to turn off the surveillance video, the two people sitting in the office frowned, their faces full of decay.

This kind of thing has happened almost every hour in the past few days, and scenes like what was not shown in the video just now, where soldiers mutinied and attacked the law enforcement team, have also happened several times. If this continues, there will be problems.

But, I really have no clue.

There were no clues, no direction, no evidence, or even reasonable suspicion. If he hadn't really had two superpowers on his side, even he would have believed that it was the devil's evil deeds.

Ok?

Speaking of superpowers...

"Sir, I think, is it necessary to put the twins..."

"no!"

The commander loudly rejected his subordinate, but the subordinate was unmoved and still looked at him.

"No...right? They are not stable yet. Maybe...is there no other way?"

The adjutant shook his head: "If there is, you give the order and I will execute it."

"waste!"

"Yes!"

"……well……"

After a long sigh, the officer finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! That's it!"

With that said, he grabbed the old-fashioned hand-cranked phone on the table and dialed the phone number.