Meiman: Fabricate weirdness, I am the biggest villain

Rogers doesn't know how he got here.

This is a world that can only be seen in dreams.

The sky is showing brilliant colors, the sun and clouds seem to be intertwined together, those orange colors and milky white colors overlap and smudge each other, dyeing the sky like an oil painting.

The ground on which Rogers stands is an autumn scene.

Tall maple trees stand on both sides of him, and the maple leaves falling from the trees are like pieces of natural symbols in poetry.

The thick fallen leaves submerged his ankles, and when he tried to step out, the fallen leaves would rustle, and then his feet would step into another fallen leaf and be buried.

The wide and beautiful road was presented in front of Rogers.

There are fallen leaves everywhere on the street, and the occasional vacancy will show the true posture of the road.

It was an extremely smooth gray-white road, far better than the roads in New York that Rogers remembered.

Prompted by a strange mood, Rogers embarked on the road to mystery.

He took a step and walked forward step by step.

The rustling of fallen leaves under footsteps kept ringing, and the maple trees on both sides of the road were still fluttering maple leaves, and the gorgeous colors of the sky illuminated his hair.

For some reason, Rogers' mood 02 gradually improved after walking on this road.

At the moment, his heart that was irritated due to various situations has returned to calm.

An unprecedented peace rose in his heart.

This made him feel happy and carefree.

As he was walking, he suddenly found an old woman on the side of the road and fell down on the road.

He hurried over.

"Are you all right?"

"I'm fine, I just might not be able to walk."

"Where are you going? I'll carry you behind my back."

"Won't this embarrass you?"

"Not at all!"

So Rogers took the old woman on his back.

His thin body was able to keep walking at first.

But after about ten minutes of walking, Rogers began to breathe heavily.

"Young man, put me down."

"No, it's okay, don't look at me like this, but I can replace you one day!"

Rogers continued walking.

After persisting for a long time, he was sweating profusely at the moment, his face was flushed, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The old woman spoke again:

"Young man, you are so tired, just let me down.

But Rogers turned him down again.

other group

This time, he didn't know how long he walked, his legs softened, and he almost fell to his knees.

But he didn't care about himself, but immediately asked about the situation of the old lady.

"Are you all right?"

"I'm fine, but I just came here, put me down.

"But... yes."

When Rogers tried to say something, his eyes suddenly lit up and he agreed.

When he put down the old woman, the old woman smiled and patted him on the shoulder before disappearing into the fallen leaves.

Oddly enough, Rogers didn't seem surprised at all by the scene.

He started walking again.

Not long after walking this time, he met a comatose man.

He hurried over to observe the man's condition.

The man seemed to be in a coma caused by drinking too much, and the vomit was all over his body, especially near his face.

Rogers had learned relevant first aid knowledge, and he knew that at the moment the man needed artificial respiration.

So he carefully cleaned up the dirt in the man's mouth and nasal cavity, and then took a deep breath.

Even though the stench coming from the man's mouth made him feel suffocated, he still didn't give up.

While giving the man artificial respiration while sitting, he pressed the man's chest.

finally,

The opponent woke up just as Rogers was about to lose his strength.

"Did you save me? Thank you so much!!"

The man asked Rogers gratefully.

Rogers coughed twice and waved his hands.

"It's okay, it's just a small thing."

"You're such a nice guy."

The man patted Rogers' arm and said, and then his figure slowly disappeared in place.

Still, Rogers wasn't surprised.

He walked again.

Moments later, he encountered a large group of people.

There seems to be a hijacking case here.

Rogers squeezed into the crowd and then he saw a gangster pointing a pistol at a little girl in front of him.

In front of the gangster, there was a group of policemen confronting each other.

"George, let the little girl go, we have something to talk about!"

The police yelled at the robbers.

"Fart, I won't let anyone go until you get me a million dollars!"

"Yes, we agree to your conditions, but you must release him now."

"impossible!"

"Then how about we exchange hostages? Don't continue to scare the children. I'll ask my police officers to be your hostages."

"It's okay to exchange hostages, but it's up to me to decide who to exchange!"

After the robber shouted, he looked at Rogers.

"Just that little guy, come here and be my hostage!"

Rogers didn't expect to be dragged into the sidelines himself.

But he didn't have hesitation, he simply said:

"good!"

Then he stepped forward bravely.

Just as he was about to get close to the robber, gunshots came from the police side.

The robber was so excited that he immediately wanted to kill the girl in his hand.

But at this critical moment, Rogers replaced the girl.

Snapped!

He was shot in the shoulder.

Immediately afterwards, the gunfire rang out again, and the gangster was successfully killed.

The sheriff hurried over to see Rogers.

"Boy, good job."

The sheriff patted Rogers on the arm and said.

The little girl also expressed her gratitude to Rogers.

"It's okay, it's all I should do."

Rogers replied with a smile.

At this time, the crowd of onlookers began to slowly disappear.

Even those police officers and little girls disappeared slowly.

Still, Rogers wasn't surprised.

He seems to be in a strange state right now.

Just when Rogers was about to keep going, the road in front of him suddenly caved in and split.

A staircase leading to nowhere appeared in front of Rogers.

A curiosity out of nowhere propels Rogers forward.

Rogers entered the underground staircase.

After walking seventy steps, he saw an ornate and quaint door.

The file size of the door is about the same as Rogers' door.

It is decorated with various ancient and mysterious patterns.

Those patterns Rogers couldn't read, but he could feel some kind of power in those patterns.

Rogers took the doorknob that seemed to be cast in gold and opened the door.

Then there appeared before him a palace of dreams and wonders.

The interior of the hall is extremely spacious and tall, and magical clouds 403 float around in this hall.

Thick stones were cut by some kind of non-human power into various furniture and placed everywhere in the hall.

Several stately and solid stone bookcases are to the left of Rogers' entry.

The books on it were all unknown to Rogers.

He had never seen that kind of writing.

It is a script that is far deeper and ancient than English, like the original hieroglyphs of human beings, but it is mixed with some ancient symbols.

Just when Rogers wanted to read those books, a majestic voice resounded through the hall.

"Welcome, Steve Rogers."

Accompanied by this old and majestic and majestic voice, a solemn old man with white hair and gray hair appeared in front of Rogers.

The moment Rogers saw his majestic face, he felt a sense of restraint.

His At the moment felt like meeting the president suddenly.

No, it was more serious to meet the President.

Although Rogers didn't recognize the old man in front of him, his intuition told him.

———The old man in front of him is far greater than the so-called president.

"Hello, I don't know if you are

Rogers asked cautiously, his eyes subconsciously avoiding the direct gaze of the old man in front of him.

"You can call me Nodens, the master of this dreamland."

After Nodens announced his name, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the hall.

The gust of wind blows all over the hall and makes a whirring sound,

It's like celebrating the name.

Today's fifth update!

Ask for flowers, ask for tickets!

Kneel here and thank you for the hotness!!!.