When I transform into Marvel, I also want to be the overlord

The agreed time for the test was 10 a.m., and it was now 9:, so the two of them had time to chat together.

Maya put her hands behind her back, looked up to the sky and sighed, and asked softly: "Professor Nowell, there is a special product on the earth called demon. I wonder if you Cree people have heard of me playing with that thing every day. How can you be afraid of mechanical transformation?"

"Demon, uh, I haven't heard of it. However, I am not a Kree. Like you, I am also a small civilized and intelligent person captured by the Kree." Nowell said with a complicated expression.

"You are also an enslaved ninth-level wise person. Let me see your face..." Maya pointed at his blue-skinned face and asked doubtfully.

"Oh, how can I be a level 5 wise person? Although my civilization has reached level 34 and has a history of 6 years, it has never given birth to a high-level wise person. I am only a level wise person."

Nowell smiled bitterly and shook his head, and a series of small bubbles popped up.

"As for this face... Well, I just want to live a more comfortable life. With a Kree face, the students will at least respect me."

Ugh, so miserable

Maya's eyes looked at Nowell with some sympathy, so she comforted: "Wow, I didn't expect you, Professor, to come from a fifth-level civilization, and the history is dozens of times that of ours. The earth is far inferior to you.

Excuse me, where is your galaxy, the Milky Way, or somewhere further away? Since you have the highest level of intelligence among your species, why didn't they redeem you?"

"my hometown"

Nowell fell into deep thought and said sadly after a moment: "My home is in the constellation Hercules, more than 6 million light years away from your galaxy... However, it is meaningless to say this. As early as 200 years ago, the Kree people It destroyed our civilization. There are 860 billion people in the entire Far tribe, and I am the only one left, haha..."

Well, that's too bad

"Uh, sorry, I didn't know..."

"It's ok."

The two fell silent, and the atmosphere fell into a confused awkwardness.

After a while, Maya asked: "Since you are the only one left, why do you need to mechanically transform even the Kree hybrid to leave a trace of existence for civilization?"

"Well, I'm different from you."

Nowell shook his head and sighed: "First of all, I am only a sixth-level wise person, and my hatred with the Cree is too deep for them to risk keeping me. Secondly, I am a male, and the Cree is a patriarchal society, and even more Easy to accept female outsiders.

In fact, I have always used it as a special experimental material. The brain and limbs were separated and placed in a glass tank for students to study.

Then a talented student named Ken Morgan chose to modify my brain as the topic for his doctoral defense...well, that's what I am now.

This extreme transformation method is also the most cutting-edge biotechnology in the entire universe. You know Korath from Star Troopers”

"That black warrior of Coras?" Maya asked after thinking for a while.

The reason why Maya remembers this man is because he is a rare black sorghum Cree.

It's not surprising that there are black people in the Cree, too.

Well, just because he is a black man, he is currently being brainwashed by the greatest black leaders in history, Jobney and Obama... Oh, no, it is not brainwashing, but the inspiration of love, freedom The call for civil rights, the cry for civil rights, perhaps, Colas will soon become the St. Jobney of Kerry

"Yes, he has dark skin and is very discriminated against, so he participated in the transformation of the biochemical brain. It is precisely because this transformation provided a group of powerful warriors for the Kree that I obtained Kree citizenship due to merit." Nowell said lowly vocal channel.

While the two were talking, a gentle female voice came from the mastermind at the gate: "Welcome, your distinguished accuser."

"Your Excellency Ronan is here." The little maid Karina said excitedly.

Ronan was still wearing the same black uniform with shawl and helmet, and he still couldn't let go of the hammer.

"Get ready for the test." Ronan glanced at the two of them and said calmly.

"Wait a minute, I have a question." Maya suddenly raised her hand and said.

"dong dong dong"

Ronan tapped the hammer handle gently on the table, looking directly at Maya without saying anything, while Maya had clear eyes and looked at her without hesitation.

The atmosphere was frozen. The little maid Karina buried her head in her chest and rubbed her hands uneasily. Nowell also took a few steps back slightly.

After a while, Ronan said expressionlessly: "If you have any questions, you can ask them after the test."

"I hope to know the impact of the test results on me. Let's put it this way, it is impossible to increase the level, but lowering the level... If I want, you can get many different values." Maya smiled with a pair of beautiful dimples , said the voice crisply.

Ronan looked at her deeply and said, "It's just a routine test, it won't affect you at all."

"If the level is too low, will you remove my brain? I don't want to be transformed, but if it is too high, will you increase the ransom from Earth or simply not let me go back?" Maya said.

Ronan nodded, grinned and said with a sneer: "You have to understand one thing. Returning to Earth is in the distant future, but your test scores are related to your present.

If the level is low, we will immediately extract your memory and destroy it on the spot, because the earth, which has many level nine wise people, will not fall out with us over a piece of garbage or a USB flash drive.

A high level means that in addition to the memory of President Shield, you yourself also have the value of our high-level treatment.

Now, do you understand your situation?"

p, I’m a little girl and there are people around me. Please save some face for me and don’t speak so directly, okay?

Maya's face was expressionless, but she remembered Ronan in her little notebook.

"Start" Ronan ordered Nowell.

After a busy session, Maya obediently lay down in the sleeping cabin that looked like it was made of crystal.

Just when the glass cover was about to close, Maya raised her right hand to press against the hatch and shouted: "Wait a minute, I have something to say."

"...You, say" Ronan gritted his teeth.

"Are you the only witness? I mean, you are just a warrior. If you don't talk about the supreme wisdom, at least call a few more scientists over. Otherwise, when the results come out later, you will call me cheating and ask me to retest." Maya pouted.

"I'm Ronan." Ronan's big blue face darkened.

"I know you are Ronan, what's wrong?" Maya tilted her head and asked in confusion.

"I am Commander Ronan, the Accuser." Ronan said bitterly.

""

Maya's expression clearly conveyed her inner doubts.

"With my reputation, Ronan, who doesn't believe it?" Ronan roared angrily.

"All right"

Maya retracted her hand, shrugged, and let the glass cover close.

"Buzz..."

The dormant cabin was covered in light blue light, and Maya's consciousness gradually sank into a world full of numbers and symbols.

The changing combination of characters seems to follow some kind of logic, explaining some basic theories, and then the old characters disappear and new characters appear in the form of formulas.

Maya started to follow the previous logic and theory to continue the formula.

Time passes slowly...

Two hours later, Nowell turned his head and said to Yondu: "Your Excellency, Miss Hansen has entered the Wise Person test stage."

"If she is not even a wise person, she can complete the derivation of the sentinel potion formula," Yongdu said calmly with a calm expression.