marvel prehistoric world

Earth, America, 39th Street, Manhattan, a Chinese restaurant near the subway station.

A Chinese-American girl with a ponytail who could not be called beautiful, but still pretty, walked into the kitchen with a familiar face, holding a newspaper in her hand.

She had a pair of smart eyes. She scanned the back kitchen and instantly locked onto a young man who was washing dishes in the cubicle. Then she stepped forward with a smile and said hello: "Hi"

"Hi" the young man responded with a smile.

His lips are naturally rosy, the bridge of his nose is straight, his eyebrows are thick and his eyes are big, making him somewhat handsome.

"Are you interested in being a flower protector?" The girl shook the newspaper in her hand, revealing the two movie tickets sandwiched between them.

The young man stopped what he was doing when he heard this, and was about to respond to the other party, but his eyes froze for an instant, and even his pupils shrank.

He saw a middle-aged man with a beard in the newspaper, with a few letters stark.

"This man's name is Tony Stark." The young man stood up, grabbed the newspaper and read it. His voice was trembling a little as he looked at the transliterated name.

"Uh-huh, he's a super rich guy, a superhero."

"Boss of Stark Industries, genius scientist, playboy, nicknamed Iron Man" the young man confirmed again.

"You know him?" the girl said in surprise.

"No, I just know." The young man shook his head, stood up, and his face became very ugly.

His name is Zhou Mo, and he airborne or traveled to America in this world more than ten days ago.

Because I don’t understand the rice and English grain system at all, I almost became a beggar.

Fortunately, I met the current girl Lilly King, a Chinese-American whose ancestral home is Fujian and has not been fully assimilated.

She was fluent in Chinese, English, and Hokkien. For the sake of being Chinese, she gave Zhou Mo a hand.

Not only did he help with job introductions, but he also provided a temporary residence.

"What's wrong?" Lily Jin asked quickly when she saw that the other party's face was pale.

"It's nothing, I just want to know something about him." Zhou Mo shook his head.

"Is it important?" Lilly King asked.

"Yes, and please help translate the report about him in this newspaper."

"Okay then." Lily Jin didn't understand why the other party was so nervous, but she didn't get too entangled. She quickly unfolded the newspaper and translated the contents.

The above is about Iron Man's refusal to hand over the Iron Suit technology at the congressional hearing.

"This is not good," Zhou Mo murmured, pulling up his sleeves to reveal a strange tattoo that looked like a game icon.

He asked Lilly King again in detail, and was generally sure that he was in the film and television version of the Marvel Universe, not a comic book with countless bugs, let alone a version full of mutants, but the specific situation required detailed analysis and observation.

"It's Iron Man 2 right now, so Avengers [-]'s New York battle is coming soon." Zhou Mo murmured, feeling a sense of urgency in his heart.

He has seen all the Marvel movies, including Alien Invasion, Man-Machine War, Hydra Battle, Thanos

It's definitely a crazy world.

"Are you okay?" Lilykin asked with concern when she saw the other party's fists clenched.

"It's okay." Zhou Mo shook his head and washed the dishes at a faster speed, entering a frantic working state.

"I'm talking about you." Lilly King took out two movie tickets again, but fell silent after only uttering three words, then turned around sadly and prepared to leave.

Yet at this moment.

"I think I'm interested, I mean being your flower protector."

Zhou Mo suddenly raised his head and said.

"At eight o'clock in the evening, I will wait for you at the Broadway Cinema. You are not familiar with this place yet. You can wait at home after get off work and I will pick you up." Lily Jin said with a hint of surprise, her cheeks turned red, and she finished the sentence in one breath. Then he ran away like flying.

"no problem"

Zhou Mo murmured and continued working, speeding up again unconsciously.

"Lily seems to be very interested in you." As soon as Lilijin left, a greasy man in his fifties came over.

He is the owner of the restaurant and the father of Lilly King.

"Maybe," Zhou Mo said ambiguously.

"You don't have to be like this. I'm very open-minded. What I mean is that if you also like Lily, you should take the initiative instead of letting a girl ask you out."

The greasy uncle sincerely hopes that his daughter will find a Chinese boyfriend, not a white or black man.

Apart from this, he is indeed an enlightened person, at least not materialistic.

"It's not his biological son," Zhou Mo secretly whispered in his heart.

He is a "black" in this country and has no identity. He doesn't have a house, money, or car, not even an ID card and an address.

To be honest, it's not a good target.

"You don't have to worry about the green card issue. As long as you stay here for the legal time, I will solve it for you." The greasy uncle seemed to see something.

Although his face is greasy, his soul is very pure.

His daughter Lilly King is so kind, it must be hereditary.

"Thank you." Zhou Mo said politely and said while working: "Uncle Jin, have you ever thought about transferring this restaurant?"

"Why do you ask that?" the greasy uncle asked doubtfully.

"Nothing, just asking." Zhou Mo said casually.

Since he already knew that it was Marvel, he naturally understood that the invasion of the Chitauri army would start from the top floor of the Stark Industries Building.

Unfortunately, 39th Street in Manhattan, including the subway station, is within the scope of the war. The restaurant is right in the middle and will definitely not be spared.

But there is no way to talk about these things to the other party, so I can only try to find out first.

"My father worked hard to build this store. It's not easy. If nothing happens, I will leave it to Lily." The greasy uncle said with an ambiguous smile: "Do you understand what I mean?"

He said so and transfer was impossible.

"I understand" Zhou Mo nodded.

He looked at the ambiguous smile on the other person's face and was speechless.

Others treated their daughters as treasures, but it was better for him, as if he wanted Zhou Mo to take care of his own daughter, not only personally giving advice but also using inducements.

"Juebi is not my biological child," Zhou Mo whispered as he glanced at the other party.

The greasy uncle made a cheering gesture and then went out with a smile on his face.

"Definitely not," Zhou Mo added, shaking his head and speeding up his movements again.

Lilly King gave him a hand when he was helpless. This was kindness, and so was the greasy uncle.

Repaying kindness is fundamental to human beings.

Zhou Mo finished his work, then cleaned up and returned to his temporary residence.

It was a stairwell that was so small that no furniture could be placed after putting down a bed.

The conditions are very poor. You pay for water and electricity yourself, but no rent is required.

Locking the door, which was more symbolic than practical, he silently said in his mind: "Log in"

The tattoo-like pattern on his right arm lit up for a moment, and then everything in front of him disappeared.

"Welcome to the wild world, I wish you a happy game"

A soft and crisp voice sounded, and an extremely simple stone door slowly opened.

Immediately afterwards, a bright light flashed, and the vision slowly recovered.

Zhou Mo was already at the top of the sea of ​​clouds.

A row of lanterns appeared on the retina, which read: characters, packages, attendants, copies of all realms, etc.

With a thought in his mind, he clicked the character lantern with his mind.

Suddenly, a virtual interface unfolded.

Name: Zhou Mo

Race: human

Reputation: 0

Realm: ordinary

Rating: 0

Combat power: 10

The only talent skill: replacement.

Skills: none

Power: 10

Agility: 10

Energy: 10

Stamina: 10

Blood volume:

Dogen:

Equipment: none

"Since I'm in the Marvel world, this game can't just be a game. There must be something special about it. Otherwise, how will I survive?" Zhou Mo began to study.

"It seems that there was no talent and skill column before time travel. Could it be that the secret is here?"

With a thought in his mind, he selected the only talent skill replacement.

Replacement: virtual and real replacement.

"Replacement of reality and reality, don't you think so?" Zhou Mo's eyes lit up when he saw this, and he used his innate skill with his mind.

"Replacement completed"

"Why doesn't it seem to be responding?" He didn't feel anything at all, and no vision appeared.

"Is there something different in reality?"

Zhou Mo thought of this and immediately quit the game.

Sure enough, the lanterns that only exist in the game also exist in reality, and they are also on the retina.

"Replacement of reality and reality, wouldn't it mean that the game is reality, and reality is the game?" He seemed to understand completely, and locked the attendant lantern with his mind.

Ancient World is a special mobile game that can automatically generate copies. For example, if you want character cards from novels such as Fighting to Break the Sky, you can use your own reputation to apply to the game system.

The saint inside will create a world and create a copy.

Then go in and kill the male protagonist, female protagonist, supporting characters, villain boss, etc., and you will have a chance to get their character cards.

These character cards are servants. You can choose to summon them and make them teammates, or you can choose to combine them and use their attributes and abilities. You can even devour them and directly obtain everything from the other party.

Character cards can initially be divided into five colors: white, green, blue, purple, and orange. White is for common people, green is for celebrities, blue is for heroes, purple is for legends, and orange is for gods and demons.

In theory, all character cards can be infinitely strengthened and improved.