American comics collection agent

"Zhu get up." A vague voice was urging Zhu Hang to get up quickly.

"Gu Qiu, please let me sleep a little longer." Zhu Hang fell asleep in a daze.

"Mr. Zhu Hang, please get up quickly." The voice was much clearer this time.

After Zhu Hang heard the voice clearly, his whole body trembled.

This is not Gu Qiu’s voice

Zhu Hang immediately stood up and punched the guy who made the noise.

"when"

Zhu Hang's punch hit an alloy plate.

"Damn it, it hurts so much." Zhu Hang covered his right hand in pain.

"Mr. Zhu Hang, are you okay? I can provide emergency treatment to your wound." The voice said slowly.

Only then did Zhu Hang realize that the person who woke him up was actually a robot made of silver-white alloy.

"Who are you and why am I here?" Zhu Hang asked very alertly.

Zhu Hang only remembered that after saving someone at the Oktoberfest, his whole body felt so uncomfortable that he felt like he was going to explode.

As for what happened next, Zhu Hang had no memory at all.

The robot did not answer Zhu Hang directly, but clapped his hands.

A virtual 3D projection of the collector immediately appeared in the center of the room.

In the projection, the collector is holding a white balloon with the words "Stupid Zhu Hang" written on it.

The Collector then conjures three faucets out of thin air. These three faucets produce a large amount of water, and collectors place white balloons under the faucets.

As the tap water increases, the white balloon grows bigger and bigger. Finally, the white balloon exploded instantly, spraying water all over the floor.

It's just that there is some invisible force field around the collector that blocks the splashing water.

At the end, the collector pretended to be surprised.

"Hahaha, that's funny." Zhu Hang deeply felt the malice from the collector.

Zhu Hang estimated that the collector should have saved him, otherwise he would have been blown to pieces.

Zhu Hang moved casually and found that there was nothing strange about his body. It seems that his body has been completely healed by the collector.

"You should recover well at home, and don't mess around again. I still have some matters related to Thanos to deal with. If you need anything, just ask House." The collector in the projection sounded like an elder. .

The collector continued: "By the way, someone will probably send the light of life later. This thing is specially used to heal your injuries. You can just pick it up and use it when the time comes."

After saying that, the collector's virtual projection disappeared.

When the collector mentioned "House", the silver-white robot bowed to Zhu Hang.

Zhu Hang guessed that this robot was House, and the name was quite domineering.

After a long while, Zhu Hang realized that the collector just mentioned a very incredible name.

"What kind of collector is Thanos actually having contact with Thanos?" Zhu Hang really didn't expect to hear Thanos' name so soon.

Robot House thought Zhu Hang was asking him, and after bowing, he replied: "In recent times, Mr. Thanos has been working on concluding a peace treaty with the Nova Corps. As the middleman, Mr. Collector, recent affairs It’s quite busy.”

"Thanos is committed to peace. You must be the Thanos wearing golden clothes and purple skin." Zhu Hang felt that the world view was being refreshed little by little.

"Your description does match Mr. Thanos's appearance." House confirmed Zhu Hang's description.

Zhu Hang covered his head, and it took him a while to fully digest the fact that Thanos was committed to peace.

Only then did Zhu Hang notice that the room he was in had a unique style.

The entire room is dominated by white, and the decoration style is very simple. It looks like something out of a science fiction movie.

Going out from the huge floor-to-ceiling window of the room, Zhu Hang saw a sight that he would never forget in his life.

The tall urban buildings in the distance tower into the sky, and various spaceships are flying around in the sky. It’s exactly like what the earth will look like in science fiction movies hundreds of years from now.

"Where am I?" Zhu Hang asked House with a confused look on his face.

"Mr. Zhu Hang's current location is on the planet Nova, in the collector's home." House replied slowly.

"Planet Nova" Zhu Hang seems to have some impression of the name of this planet, but he can't remember where he heard the name specifically.

"The planet Nova has an equatorial radius of 65378137 kilometers and a population of approximately 160 billion. It is the administrative center of the Nova Legion. The Nova Legion" House listed various data on the Nova planet like an encyclopedia.

After listening to House's introduction, Zhu Hang gradually thought about it. Isn't this planet Nova the same planet where Star-Lord first met Rocket Raccoon in the first Guardians of the Galaxy?

The collector actually took Zhu Hang to his home so far away to heal his wounds, which can be considered a great effort.

After washing up, Zhu Hang visited the collector's mansion under the guidance of House.

It took Zhu Hang a lot of time to look around the place. Zhu Hang swore that if House hadn't led the way, he would have definitely gotten lost in this house.

Although Zhu Hang couldn't figure out who this collector was, he was certain of one thing. That means collectors are really rich.

This mansion has hundreds of rooms alone, and each room has a different decoration style and furnishings. From classical to modern, from Europe to China, from the earth to extraterrestrial civilizations, there is everything you need.

And collectors’ collectibles can be found everywhere along the way. There are everything from stone statues from Easter Island to porcelain bowls from the Ming Dynasty in China.

This place is more appropriately called a museum than a collector's home.

Zhu Hang finally understood how this collector got his name.

"This place is just one of the residences of Lord Collector. There are countless residences of Lord Collector in the entire universe." House explained to Zhu Hang.

"Well, basically a collector is an extreme representative of capitalism. It's so damn enviable. I guess it should be so damn despised." Zhu Hang accidentally spoke his mind.

House suddenly froze on the spot, and only recovered after a few seconds, saying: "Mr. Zhu Hang, the person with the light of life is here."

After hearing this, Zhu Hang couldn't help but wonder what this light of life was. Judging from the name alone, this light of life seems to be a very remarkable thing.

"Well, ask them to wait in the living room." Zhu Hang is not the owner here, so he doesn't know the process of the collector's hospitality.

"Okay, please." House led Zhu Hang slowly toward the living room.