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

The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is excess damage. The way of man is to make up for the deficiency when there is damage.

My words are still applicable to interstellar civilization, which makes Maya sigh with emotion.

"Okay, cousin Ronan." Maya responded casually, then turned around and asked, "You haven't answered my question yet."

Major Hayes was helpless. Ever since he whispered a few words to Ronan during the shift yesterday, Maya called him Ronan's cousin every time.

Well, in private, he called "Cousin Ronan".

What would people think if they heard this in public?

Could it be that he became the accuser because he relied on the accuser to control his cousin?

Haha, the real situation is exactly the opposite.

Ronan is indeed excellent, but he became the leader of the Accusers in large part because he has a group of accuser brothers, well, cousins.

The Kree Star Troopers only look at ability. As long as the ability is strong enough, even a half-blood can become the captain. However, the Accuser Legion is the exclusive domain of the pure-blood faction.

The two are not exactly opposites, but they are clearly distinct.

Hayes shook his head, no longer thinking about the title, and said: "We can monitor the entire planet and simulate the smallest air flow. Not to mention earthquakes, even the seasons can be constant.

But we won't do that, even if an earthquake is about to erupt in the center of Hara, we won't interfere.

Therefore, Hara Star, like lower civilizations, has all kinds of natural disasters. "

"Why?" Maya said in surprise.

"Anyway, the disaster won't hurt us even a hair." Bruce shook his head.

"That's it" Maya didn't believe it.

"Well, natural disasters are the breathing and stretching of the planet. We need to nurture the spirituality of the planet."

Bruce took a deep look at Maya and said calmly: "As an Earthling, you should know better about this."

"I don't know." Maya said blankly.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter. Words and expressions can deceive people, but memory cannot." There was a hint of sarcasm in Bruce's eyes, and there was unconcealable malice in his tone.

The Kree Empire database, the destination of their trip, has arrived, and Maya's memory is about to be extracted.

A ray of light red light fell from the ceiling, and then the silver door turned into a point of light and disappeared. A steady male voice said: "Welcome to the Empire 2 database, Professor Hansen and Major Hayes."

"Well, cousin Ronan, can I ask how many people are watching the whole process?" Maya paused and asked.

"Not many, that is, a few thousand senior staff officers and a hundred thousand imperial scientific researchers." Hayes said with a smile.

"With so many people knowing the Sentinel formula, is it really okay? What if there are spies..." Maya asked doubtfully.

"Hey, don't worry, your memory transmission is delayed. Only the supreme wisdom knows all the secrets... I hope you won't let us down."

Maya spread her hands and said helplessly: "Congratulations, you have won the special gift package. With my memory, your Kree Empire is about to enter the ascension channel."

Memory readers are not considered core technologies. Most of the Kree Empire's interrogation agencies have them.

The reason why we need to go to the Ministry of National Defense headquarters is that Maya's memory content is too important. In order to avoid possible accidents during the data transfer process, the extracted raw data must be stored in the database on the spot.

Half an hour later, Maya wore an iron helmet and was fixed on the experimental table in a large shape. As Bruce pressed the switch, the disc-shaped experimental table was erected and then slowly rotated.

At the same time, more than 100,000 Kree elites who received the notification either wore helmets or lay in sleep chambers, loading their consciousness into the empire's raw data network.

Then, Maya watched countless people watching the movie as if watching a movie.

Well, that's a mouthful, but it's the truth.

The consciousness space is divided into three parts. Maya is sitting in an empty movie theater with two ix curtains in front of her.

Below is a 14-year long movie shot from Maya's own perspective; above is a huge cinema, with more than people sitting densely, commenting on the previous movie, well, from time to time Rewind, pause, zoom in and out...

Maya's memories become the content of the Kree's movie, and the scene where the Kree watch her memory becomes Maya's movie content.

"Oh, the Tsukuyomi space is too terrible. It's a waste to use it for fighting." Maya sighed with her legs crossed.

He actually dares to read the memory of a person with the Rinne Sharingan, and it's also the Itachi God's Mangekyo... This is equivalent to drilling into the Tsukuyomi space. Alas, is it the ignorant who is fearless, or the bravery?

In particular, the president just upgraded his left eye a few days ago, well, it was the Eye of Watum.

The power of the mind has increased by more than three times.

"If you don't seek death, you won't die. Congratulations to myself for winning the biggest gift package in history."

Maya stood up, and the red magatama on the second layer of her left eye rotated. The next moment, in her sight, more than 100,000 spectators turned into red light spots.

"Hey, it's so strange and familiar."

Maya stared at the spot of light in the center of the front row, lost in thought.

From the perspective of the flash, the red dot is the largest and brightest, and its red color is so transparent that it surpasses everyone on the earth.

"The strongest on Earth...shit, isn't it Marvel?" Maya exclaimed.

"She is indeed a Mission: Impossible counter-intelligence tactic, and she is a bitch. She is confused. She obviously does not look like Marvel." Maya slapped her forehead and laughed at herself.

The purpose of looking at the red dots is very simple. Remove the hard persimmons, and the rest are soft ones that can be kneaded.

"Snapped"

Maya raised her right hand and snapped her fingers. The next moment, two Mayas and a golden eye appeared next to her.

Maya No. 1 consciously threw herself into the ix giant screen below. Well, the president wants to be a director and direct her own life for the Kree devils to see.

Maya No. 2 stretched out her right hand, stretched her arm infinitely, entered the giant screen above, and grabbed one of the Cree's heads.

Maya, who was lying on the boss's chair with her legs crossed watching a movie, saw a white arm appear in the screen, like a jade pillar, falling straight down, and like the scythe of death, coming from the Kree man's head. Outline a ball of blue "soul".

Maya No. 2 retracted her right hand, and a ball of blue light appeared in her palm.

Then she threw the orange-sized light ball into the sky, and the third ix light curtain appeared.

That is the memory of a 125-year life of an academician named Keynes.

"Snapped"

Maya, who was watching the show, snapped her fingers again. In an instant, the time and space around Maya No. 2 became independent, and the flow of time began to accelerate rapidly.

From the outside, it looks like Maya No. 2 is picking cotton balls from the third movie curtain, and then throwing them into the golden eyeball that is half a person tall.

The golden eyeball is the Eye of Vatoum. Maya does not have time to digest the knowledge extracted from the minds of Kree scientists. After all, there are more than 100,000 people.

It can only be stored in the Eye of Watum first and then be polished slowly in the future.

Well, actually those Crees are doing the same thing. They are extracting useful information from Mayan memory bit by bit, and then discussing and recording it.

You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people watching the scenery are upstairs watching...

Unfortunately, Maya is neither on the bridge nor upstairs.