Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

"The signal problem here is your ghost?" Zhang Dianyu asked suddenly.

Red Skull probably didn't expect Mr. Warden's thoughts to be so jumpy, and he was slightly taken aback before answering: "Yes."

Zhang Dianyu nodded.

Red Skull felt his heart beat as he watched the cold gaze of the young man.

Zhang Dianyu frowned slightly.Among his many second roles, most of them have left extremely tasteless super powers, but occasionally some of them can barely be used.

For example, right now, he is trying to use super powers on the Red Skull.

This is a rare mental ability person in the second role. Unfortunately, unlike Professor Xavier, or other powerful mental abilities, he can read other people's thoughts at any time, and even move objects.

Zhang Dianyu can only induce the other party to focus on this object following the topic, so as to perceive a wider range.

He concentrated on watching the red skull not far away. The other person's face was not very beautiful—of course, as the name suggests, his face was almost a skeleton wrapped in red skin, almost without any muscle layer.

But obviously, his expression looked a little stiff at the moment.

Mr. Warden’s unexpected questioning angle interrupted his next shocking speech-if it were not for the strong vengeance to support him, perhaps he would find himself at a disadvantage every time he talked.

But Zhang Dianyu's face changed.

"Bomb?" he asked softly.

"How do you know?" In shock, Red Skull finally couldn't hold back and asked.

He originally wanted to give the warden a "surprise" and admire the other's expression. He didn't expect the black-haired youth to guess it easily—no, not a guess.Red Skull reacted immediately, this could not be an answer guessed out of thin air, it was a certain superpower.

Zhang Dianyu stared at the Red Skull, turning a deaf ear to the fighting outside.

What he "see" is not as simple as the word he spit out-since the last time the Hydra base was destroyed, there has been no major incident.Even after the Joker was released from the confinement room, he only sent Harley Quinn to rescue him once.

Even Zhang Dianyu didn't know whether the so-called rescue operation was planned by the clown or Quinn himself was going crazy.

During this period of time, Zhang Dianyu was also repeatedly investigating whether he was sedated and became a fool before, or he became so quiet after taking the wrong medicine.

It now appears that he was just enjoying the huge "surprise" that followed happily.

And what can a madman do?

With superpowers being jailed one after another and society in chaos, he randomly planted countless bombs across the country, perhaps in school lockers, store shelves, and roadside Next to the breakfast car.They may not cause as much damage as nuclear bombs, nor do they have the mushroom cloud covering the entire city.

But this is an explosive feast, a madman's carnival.

It is not accurate to say that this is a gift to Zhang Dianyu, this should be a gift to all mankind-now no one can save them, everyone can only shed blood and mourn.

If an unregistered superhero dared to rush out to help save people, then maybe in the next second he will report it to the people he helped-this is a gamble, a gamble against all mankind, or a nationwide The "choose one of two" game, his favorite kind.

Zhang Dianyu thought of some small-scale explosions and terrorist activities recently reported in the newspaper. Under such circumstances, the scene would only become more chaotic.

But no one thought that this was a planned and scaled operation, after all, they all seemed clumsy and simple.

Now it seems that maybe because they are just the tip of the iceberg of the whole incident, they are insignificant.

Zhang Dianyu was expressionless.

He did not answer the Red Skull, but he had seen the location of the bomb in his memory.Although human beings, even superhumans who failed to transform, can't remember the places where so many bombs were placed, fortunately, Zhang Dianyu didn't need to interrogate the results from the opponent's mouth.

He closed his eyes, but stood up, something in his mind gradually became extremely clear.

Zhang Dianyu knew he could stop it.

But he has never tried to use so many skills at the same time.Although he mostly wore that weird outfit to hunt down criminals during this period, and didn't use his previous skills, it didn't mean that he had stopped exploring skills.

In fact, since the last time he was chased by naked prison guards in the sandbox, the total number of "confinement" and "custodial" was 12, he has been extremely concerned about this matter.

But the characteristics of this skill are very obvious, and it is very easy to attract the attention of others, so Zhang Dianyu has no way to try when hunting prisoners.He forced the bill to bring himself back to the sandbox, where he repeatedly tested his skills, and found that as the prison rating increases, each skill will increase accordingly.

In particular, "Confinement" and "Incarceration" each reached 1,296 when the prison rating was 4 points, so the current prison rating is already 5 points. Although he has not had time to test, in theory he can block all at the same time. Bomb.

But at the same time, he didn't know the consequences of using countless skills at the same time-falling into the hands of the Red Skull after losing his strength, which may be the worst situation.

Think about it, maybe this is nothing.

Zhang Dianyu stood up and smiled slightly to meet the gaze of Red Skull.

"I'm sorry, your plan failed."

At the same time, in every corner of the country, the cavities suddenly broke through obstacles. Concrete bricks climbed up the transparent outer wall like vines. The transparent confinement rooms and cells were wrapped, and the objects inside rose to the sky with them. .

Zhang Dianyu had to do this. If it weren't for the confinement room to be given the wall by building skills, the objects inside could not be taken away with it-except for the prisoners who were held in.

But at this time, there was no one in the confinement room, only the bomb under the disguise, and the timer was beating at a constant speed to count down.

Strange blue-gray squares floated above the entire Federation, and many people took out their mobile phones to take pictures of this strange scene.

The timer counted down ticked, and as time went to zero, countless clusters of strange fireworks exploded over the entire country at the same time.People hid in nearby buildings one after another. The broken concrete bricks exploded from the sky smashed into the crowd everywhere, and many people broke into the shelter under the shelter.

Zhang Dianyu still looked at Red Skull, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if with a hint of relaxation.

The red skull suddenly raised his head to check the time on his watch.

It stands to reason that it is now.

"Sir—" someone next to him whispered, and handed him a tablet, which quickly refreshed the latest news on social media.

#Suddenly there was a small-scale explosion across the country. The police detected □ and metal components from the falling objects, which was suspected of a new type of weapon. For follow-up incidents, please pay attention to official information#

#, suspected to be the work of superpowers#

There was no mention of casualties in all the real-time news-except that many netizens complained on the Internet that they were injured by bricks splashing out of the strange blue-gray squares.

But since they can also post photos and complain online for the first time, obviously the problem is not big.

The Red Skull stared at the warden on the opposite side.

The black-haired youth suddenly sighed.

He now knows the consequences of doing this—something he didn't realize, but it did happen.

Fiscal deficit.

Facts have proved that his superpower does not bring any physical load, just like before.After all, that is not actually a superpower, but a skill that transcends all rules and is directly placed on his "carrier".

But concrete bricks cost money.

Zhang Dianyu was extremely helpless.

A serious boy's voice appeared in his ear: "You shouldn't do this."

"But I have done it." He replied.

"Your time is running out," the bill said in his ear, "no one has time to save you."

Zhang Dianyu casually built a concrete brick wall in front of him, because the Red Skull seemed a little bit irritated, and ordered Hydra to immediately fire and launch a new round of attacks.

But these seem to be less important now.

Zhang Dianyu randomly found a place to sit down.

"But I'm glad that someone else will want to save me," he leaned against the wall and leaned his head up. "So it seems that this place is pretty good."

"Don't you regret it?" the voice of the bill asked.

"Somewhat." Zhang Dianyu answered honestly.He tilted his head and thought: "But I'm here for this, didn't I?"

"It's better to have a drink since it's here." Someone took his words and said.

Zhang Dianyu turned his head, it was an Iron Man armor with many scars and a little twisted limbs. It seemed to be a fish caught by Magneto.

"Do you need help? But I think your situation is not bad-guess what, my AI is reading to me the inexplicable stone cubes and their explosions in the sky that are currently spreading wildly on the Internet. I always think this is a little bit Familiar." Stark's voice came from the armor speakers, sounding a little dull.

Zhang Dianyu stared at the Iron Man armor for a while.

"You guessed it right, I did it."

The visor suddenly opened under his gaze: "Don't look, I'm not here-hold my hand, not this one, it's the unbroken one."

"Are you on your way here?" Zhang Dianyu asked suddenly.

Stark's voice sounded coming from a small space, and he suddenly felt a little strange.

It stands to reason that he should hope that the battle will end before Stark arrives-if he himself was beaten to the point of being beaten in this armor, it would be a bad thing.

But the bill showed him how much time is left before one-third of the fiscal deficit on the panel. Looking at the countdown above, he didn't say anything to stop him.

Come and come, Stark is right, it's better to have a drink by the way, maybe it's too late.

"Aha, don't you think I'm afraid of that metal detector?" Stark's voice seemed a little dissatisfied, "I hope I will have time to show what the antimagneto armor is when I get there."

Zhang Dianyu couldn't help laughing.

Stark was a little annoyed: "I think you are taunting me."

This is a fact-after all, in the other world, it is well known who Stark's armor was destroyed by whom.

Zhang Dianyu narrowed his smile pretentiously, and then the smile really faded a little bit.

"Everything is here, of course I will wait for you here."

"Don't be here, follow me to a safe place first." Stark's armor stretched out his intact hand again, and grabbed Zhang Dianyu.The armor is obviously more attractive to firepower than the human body, bullets hit the shell of his armor like a shower, and the sound is endless.

"Red Skull is really crazy, don't bullets cost money?"

Zhang Dianyu glanced at the Iron Man Battle Armor that was complaining, and felt that seeing Tony Stark complaining about waste in his lifetime was a worthwhile trip.

Little did he know that Stark had recently lost a lot of hair because of his previous words-since he agreed to join the plan, he could not bear such a plan that would have to pay hundreds of thousands of dollars every day, and it also violated the nature of a businessman.

Even if he had money, doing business would be a lifelong shame for Stark.

He must find a way to reduce the cost of "import equipment" to the point where he does not need to operate at a loss.

Of course these Zhang Dianyu didn't know.Under the cover of this almost scrapped armor, he evacuated from near the south wall of the funeral parlour that had been sieved, and then watched the golden visor faltering under the last support, and finally shaken a few times, the light Extinguished.

Communication is also disconnected.

Zhang Dianyu took the battle armor off himself and looked at the battlefield not far away. It seemed that Strange might need someone to help him-even though there was already a blue shadow around him and a red cloak on him. The feet are fluttering.

But anyway, he is no less money for these bricks now.

When Stark finally arrived on the scene, more than an hour had passed.How Agent Jirik got angry in the Fulian Building is something that needs attention only in the future.

A squad sent by S.H.I.E.L.D. is helping to clean up the ruins at the scene. In order to avoid nights, Strange and Laser Eye have teamed up with S.H.I.E.L.D. to escort the Red Skull and Magneto to a temporary detention site.

The Quin fighter was still behind Stark, and the captain was also above the fighter this time.Batman, who hadn't seen him for a long time, seemed to finally show his face this time, but refused to board their Quinn fighter, and seemed to be faster than them in terms of speed.

On the other hand, the X-Men are also coming at full speed.

After all, they still have to hunt down Lecter, who has not joined the action, and don't know where he is hiding at the moment, and the clown who doesn't know what he intends to go crazy after the plan is destroyed.

But when Stark arrived at the scene, it seemed a bit quiet and empty except for the S.H.I.E.L.D. logistics personnel wearing protective gear and cleaning the scene a little bit.

After all, the funeral home was almost flattened, and the corpses were scattered all over the place, and it was even a bit unclear whether they died a long time ago or were just affected by the fighting.

But without exception, they are all pixel villains.This funeral home has never received a corpse other than the pixel villain, and Zhang Dianyu just learned about this.

He knelt in the ruins and bandaged an expressionless injured pixel villain, and asked them to follow the team of S.H.I.E.L.D. to go back to the prison to receive the injection, and it is best not to go to the hospital.

Stark just landed and laughed beside him: "Those who don't know thought you were spreading something."

Zhang Dianyu tied the bandage with a not-so-pretty knot, stood up and looked at Stark.

Stark's smile narrowed a little.

For some reason, he seemed to have a bad feeling.

The young man in front of him did not wear the brown-gray suit that he would normally wear today—after all, he was here for the funeral.Stark felt annoyed and funny when he remembered the last time he attended his own funeral with the warden.

The warden may be wearing this black suit for the second time, but at this time it was already covered with dust and it was very dirty.

"In addition to a drink, maybe I can also show you my favorite tailor." Stark's armor was removed from him one by one. "For the sake of God, I can say that. I have to say it-you really should change into a suit, you can't wear that Fergus color scheme for a lifetime...or longer?"

After all, Mr. Warden is not a human being, and his life may be endless.

Zhang Dianyu nodded, but replied, "It's not necessary."

Stark seemed to get stuck suddenly.

After a long time, he touched his hair and asked himself: "Did you wait for me here specially?"

Zhang Dianyu nodded.

"It's all here."

Stark looked into the eyes of Mr. Warden.It was the same eyes, as calm as always, with little emotion, but with beautiful outlines and corners of the eyes.

He didn't know why he noticed these eyes, maybe because they looked a little more real than usual.

He didn't know why he would use "real" to describe it.

"I want to be alone."