My double is steve

"Damn, are you so serious?"

Seeing Fang Mo's state at the moment, Nyarlathotep couldn't help scratching his head.

"What's wrong with him?" Stark next to him couldn't help asking, "Will there be danger?"

"Even if there is danger, it is relative to you."

Nyarlathotep shrugged casually: "His avatar's ability is limited, not enough to support him to realize his ideas, I guess he seems to intend to mobilize the power of his own body...or simply let the body come directly to this place in time and space."

"What will happen?"

Nick Fury asked.

"I don't know." Nyarlathotep shook his head: "I haven't seen his true face, but for you, that is definitely not a good thing."

"Why?"

Captain America couldn't help asking when he heard the words.

"Imagine, shield little ass." Nyarlathotep looked at Captain America with a smile: "It's like a Tyrannosaurus rex trying to squeeze into an ant nest... Of course it's far worse than this, because We have lived on the stars for a long time, and their existence has surpassed the limits of what you can understand, so that our body just descending here is enough to pollute, corrode, and assimilate everything around us."

"Thinking about it better, maybe the elementary particles in this world will all become square structures."

Nyarlathotep continued with a smile and said: "But if you think about it, all common sense, order, and rules here will be rewritten. No one knows what will happen here..."

"Sounds a bit bad."

After listening to Naia's speech, Nick Fury also frowned: "Do you have any way to solve the current situation?"

"There is a way."

Nyarlathotep touched his chin with a smile: "But why should I help you? To be honest, I'm still curious about what his body looks like..."

"Maybe his body is just a mouth that keeps telling hell jokes."

Nick Fury said immediately.

"No, no, no, I think it must be worse than that." Stark also frowned after hearing this: "It must be a thousand mouths, piled up indiscriminately, and then each mouth can speak at a speed of more than a thousand. A woman... well, of course, I don't mean to mock women in any way."

"This gentleman."

While talking here, Captain America suddenly said to Naia: "I believe you are also Fang Mo's friend, he seems to really care about this matter... We actually want to help him, but as you can see We don't seem to have this ability, so if possible, I hope you can help him, not because of us, but because Fang Mo is your friend."

"It is said to help him, but in fact I am not sure if my method will work..."

When Nyarlathotep heard this, he also raised his head slightly: "After all, his ideas are too outrageous, and he has to find the one he wants in the endless multiverse... Forget it, I'll let Bubble come Try it."

Speaking of which.

Nyarlathotep raised his hand suddenly.

The interior of the entire spaceship suddenly dimmed rapidly, and then suddenly brightened again. Hundreds of millions of brilliant spheres emerged from the void, and soon formed a group of strange existences that everyone could not understand.

"This is……"

Everyone looked at this large densely packed sphere of light, and couldn't help feeling dizzy.

But at this moment, the mantis girl suddenly realized something, and she directly reminded everyone: "Don't look at him, everyone, don't look at him!"

"..."

Although they didn't quite understand why, everyone realized that something was wrong, so they quickly looked away. Fortunately, everyone present was a superhero, and they were all firm in their minds. Unspeakably weird and uncomfortable.

And after this.

Nyarlathotep ignored everyone.

He just communicated with the mess in front of him on his own.

But what he used was not a human language, but a syllable that everyone couldn't understand. The monotonous, obscure, and creepy sound.

But after communicating for a while, the billions of brilliant spheres on the opposite side suddenly lit up, and the silver light gradually enveloped the Bengyu in the midair, turning it into a door of light that constantly changed its shape. The whole process seemed to last for a long time, but in fact it was completed in an instant.

As for Fang Mo on the other side.

His body was also wrapped in a layer of silver-white light.

The painful expression on his face disappeared, and instead he became peaceful and quiet, as if he was sleeping peacefully, and his eyes that kept emitting white light were slowly closed.

"Okay, done."

Seeing the radiant sphere in mid-air...or after Yog Sothoth made a move, Nyarlathotep also clapped his hands to everyone: "I will help everything I can, and then it's up to this guy to do it himself." How's the luck."

"what have you done?"

asked Nick Fury.

"The gadget in his hand is a coordinate locator, and it can break the cosmic barrier, but the problem is that the efficiency is too low."

Nyarlathotep said: "If you continue to use it like this, this thing will soon be overwhelmed and broken, so I made Yog Bubble into a door, and at the same time I helped him fall asleep... We are in the dream In middle age, thoughts will become extra powerful, and at the same time there is a connection between dreams, if he can resonate with a certain dream in that world, there may be hope for success."

"how long will it takes?"

Nick Fury nodded after listening, and asked.

"This is not necessarily the case." Nyarlathotep shook his head with a smile: "Maybe two or three minutes, maybe two or three hundred years, but time is meaningless to us, and we don't care about it."

"So...we may wait here for two or three hundred years?"

Hearing this, Hawkeye suddenly froze.

"Maybe we can go back to Earth first." Doctor Strange said, "I don't want to wait here, I have to go back to guard the temple."

Speaking of this, Strange immediately wanted to open a portal.

However, there were only a few sparks in the air, and in the end everything returned to the original state. The portal did not appear, and Strange raised his arms in embarrassment, looking a little embarrassed.

"Why isn't your door working?"

Hawkeye asked.

"...I guess he must have done something to the earth." Strange took a deep breath, and then lowered his arms: "Maybe it strengthened the barrier of the temple, I don't know, anyway, there is a kind of power now is resisting my return to Earth, as if it's locked down there."

"Ahem, it's okay."

However, Stark knew it well, so at this moment he could only smile and come out to smooth things over: "We'll just wait for him for a while, after all, Fang Moke has never let us down."

"I hope it won't be too long."

Then Strange really had no other choice, so he could only say something in a muffled voice.

...

And while everyone was waiting, Fang Mo's consciousness did sink into a strange dream.

This is a huge city ruins, with a half-collapsed castle, a rusted Ferris wheel in the distance, and all kinds of weeds growing on the ground, but there is no one there, and the sun hangs high In the sky, it was obviously not the sunset glow, but it was sprinkled with a vast red light. In short, everything seemed very strange.

Fang Mo walked here while observing the surrounding environment.

He could feel an extremely familiar atmosphere, but somehow he couldn't remember it clearly, which made him a little puzzled.

And as Fang Mo continued to walk forward, the surrounding environment began to change again.

The weeds on the ground disappeared, and many familiar shops appeared on both sides of the road. Fang Mo could see the plaques on these shops, all of which were written in Chinese, like some Shaxian snacks, Lanzhou ramen or something.

These shops seem to be still open, and some faceless people are busy inside.

Occasionally, you can see kittens and puppies playing on the street, and some even jump to the shop and bark, and then they will get a piece of food.

"Good guy, there are puppet cats..."

Fang Mo looked up, and found that there was actually a puppet cat not far away, walking on the street with an ice cream in its mouth, and he had to sigh that this dream was really outrageous, and it had no logic at all.

However, in the next second.

Suddenly, a huge black shadow appeared at the end of the road.

In the blink of an eye, the puppet cat disappeared, replaced by a pool of maroon blood stains on the ground.

The blood stains quickly mixed with the ice cream, and then turned into a sticky, black ground, like a newly paved asphalt road. Fang Mo turned his head and found that the black shadow was actually A gigantic tire covered in slag-like bits of meat.

"..."

Seeing this scene, Fang Mo was also taken aback suddenly.

He had a bad feeling in his heart.

Without any guesswork, Fang Mo just walked forward purely following his intuition, and the further he moved forward, the more oppressive the surrounding environment became.

There are still some shops on both sides of the road.

But the atmosphere became extremely dull and depressing, and there were more and more blood stains on the road.

Fang Mo walked faster and faster, and then the whole picture suddenly changed, all the blood around him faded away in an instant, replaced by a black and white world, and countless half-bodied crows hovered in the sky, their intestines hanging out, Like a broken kite string, absurd and weird shadows were cast on the ground.

At the end of this field of vision, there is a low building like a prison.

Fang Mo walked over quickly, and then looked inside through the iron fence, only to find a figure that he missed very much was hugging his knees with his hands, hiding in the corner and sobbing softly.

"sorry Sorry……"

The familiar figure hid helplessly in the darkness, murmuring hoarsely and desperately.

"...Fang Xin?!"

Seeing this scene, Fang Mo couldn't help but exclaimed.

After hearing Fang Mo's call, instead of raising her head, the little girl hiding in the room shrank her shoulders even more fearfully.

"What the hell is..."

Seeing this scene, Fang Mo was obviously a little confused.

He can vaguely feel that he should be in a dream right now, but this dream is a bit strange to be honest.

This is definitely not a dream world constructed based on his own subconscious mind.

If I had to say it, it was more like someone else's dream, but I just entered it... So could this really be my sister Fang Xin's dream?

Did I really get in touch with her? Or is it all fake?

to be honest.

Fang Mo couldn't tell the difference for a moment.

But now is obviously not the time to think about these things. Now that the family members he misses day and night are in front of him, and they seem to be very sad, of course Fang Mo can't bear it.

So Fang Mo thought about it.

Immediately, the stand-in Steve emerges.

A big hole was forcibly dug out of the building in front of him, and Fang Mo walked in directly.

"Xinxin, Xinxin."

After entering the room, Fang Mo immediately squatted in front of his sister, reached out and patted her on the shoulder: "Wake up, brother is back."

"Liar."

However, Fang Xin on this side didn't look up at all, and lowered his head in despair, crying: "My brother is already dead, I was the one who killed him, and I killed him because I wanted to eat ice cream..."

"..."

Hearing this, Fang Mo immediately understood everything in this dream.

At the same time, there was a hint of distress in his eyes.

He didn't expect that his death would leave such a big psychological shadow on his sister.

But thinking about it, I was really miserable when I was killed by a muck truck. Fang Mo didn't think there was anything wrong, it was because he was the one who died, but if it was Fang Xin who died then, Fang Mo probably Now 80% will have a huge psychological shadow, immersed in guilt and self-blame all day long.

"Silly girl, you didn't kill brother."

Thinking of this, Fang Mo also began to blame himself a little, so he smiled and reached out to touch his sister's little head: "It's just my luck, I was reincarnated in another world as a brave man, who wants to stay in this shit all the time?" Let’s be a leek in reality, don’t you think I’ve come back with a whole body of skills now? I’ll take you to U... to the amusement park later, okay?”

"Let me tell you, your brother and I are so old now, talking and laughing with TM Cthulhu."

"Don't you like Iron Man? Brother will take you to meet a real person later, okay?"

But no matter what Fang Mo said, Fang Xin here looked indifferent. He hugged his shoulders and lowered his head, crying, and said in a choked tone, "Liar, everything here is fake..."

"Even if my brother appears here, it's useless, I understand, I will never see my brother again..."