My double is steve

Looking at the purple light in his palm, Fang Mo was also stunned.

He never thought that his stand-in Steve could still play like this.

Due to the fact that the rules of the real world are different from those of the MC world, after being touched by Fang Mo, the nature of the Ender's Hand changed very obviously.

In the game, the function of the Hand of Ender is actually very simple.

The left button does 6 damage, the right button grabs a block and throws it at the enemy, then hold down SHIFT+right button to teleport the player.

But after being touched by Fang Mo, this thing is no longer a game item.

Instead, it becomes something that actually exists in reality.

This is actually very unreasonable, it feels like Fang Mo made an unreasonable request, and then let the rules of this world figure it out, how can he transform it into something relatively reasonable.

Now, the transformed Hand of Ender has completely merged with Fang Mo.

As long as Fang Mo has a thought.

A purple light will glow on his hands.

Fang Mo tested it a bit and found that it was probably something like an energy force field, which could not only increase the power of his fist, but also be used to fetch objects from space.

Even if Fang Mo wanted to, he could teleport in a small range.

"Fuck...this is too cool..."

Fang Mo clenched his fist, obviously getting a little excited: "This is much easier to use than the Ender's Hand in MC."

After tasting the sweetness, Fang Mo transformed some other items one after another.

However, it turns out that not everything can be transformed into Fang Mo's ideal like the Hand of the Ender.

Take the stone pick as an example.

Fang Mo touched a stone pick, and then a white light flashed, and a pick made of stone and wood appeared in front of him, but after losing the excavation rules in MC, Fang Mo just used The stone pickaxe hit the ground once, and the tip of the pickaxe was blown away.

In addition, Fang Mo also tried the torch.

The result was that there was an extra burning torch in his hand.

This torch also lost the rule of never being extinguished in MC, and after burning for a while, it gradually turned into a small pile of ashes.

Fang Mo thought for a while, and felt that the problem still lies in the rules of the world.

Things like stone pickaxes, torches, or various foods, because these things already exist in reality, so after transformation, they lose the characteristics of MC and become ordinary items that can be seen everywhere in the real world.

But the Hand of Ender is different.

You know, this stuff doesn't exist in the real world.

It is also because of this that the hand of the ender can reasonably retain its original ability settings after being transformed, such as being able to grab objects, teleport, or increase the power of the fist.

"It seems that the glass sword cannot be transformed casually."

After figuring out the reason behind this, Fang Mo also had a sense of enlightenment in his heart.

According to the logic of this transformation feature, if he transforms the glass sword, then it is very likely that he will be given a polished glass strip directly because of the existence of glass in the real world.

Fang Mo said that he wanted that thing for a fart.

"Forget it, let's eat something first."

Shaking his head, Fang Mo temporarily put aside the test of the stand-in's ability, and prepared to look through the refrigerator instead.

This is also a feature that Fang Mo only understood at the hamburger restaurant before. The satiety of himself and Steve is also shared. Steve can eat carrots to restore his satiety, but Fang Mo can also eat it at the same time. Real world meals to fill hunger.

Whether it's Steve or Fang Mo, as long as one of them is full, the other will also feel full.

"Jingle Bell!"

However, before Fang Mo opened the refrigerator, suddenly there was an electric bell at the door.

"Um?"

Hearing the doorbell, Fang Mo was also slightly taken aback.

You know, the location of the house he lives in is actually very remote, so under normal circumstances, no one will disturb him.

Opening the door with some doubts, Fang Mo found a bald middle-aged man standing outside the door.

"Hello, Mr. Fang Mo."

The man outside the door was wearing a suit. Although his hairline was a bit worrying, his demeanor was very approachable. At this moment, Fang Mo showed a smile: "My name is Phil Coulson, and I am from the Homeland Strategic Defense Offensive and Logistics Support Bureau. This time, I want to ask you something."

"I guess Nick Fury must make you work overtime a lot."

Fang Mo looked at Coulson in front of him, and couldn't help complaining: "With your poor hair volume, I can't help but want to sprinkle a handful of bone powder on your head."

"...do you know the director?"

Hearing this, Coulson was also a little surprised. The intelligence did not say that the other party knew his immediate boss so well.

"The famous mother provokes Fa Kexia, who doesn't know this." Fang Mo nodded, and then greeted: "Anyway, come in and sit down first."

"All right."

Although full of doubts, Coulson still walked in with the other party.

As soon as he entered the room, Coulson looked around. After all, according to the description in the information, the guy in front of him should be an oriental wizard, and as an agent, collecting information is his job.

It's a pity that he didn't see anything like a magic circle, altar, or candles. Although the whole room was not spotless, it was still very clean and there was nothing suspicious about it.

"sit down."

Fang Mo sat on the sofa with a casual look on his face: "Didn't you say you want to ask me something? You can ask now."

"We already know your specific situation." Coulson asked: "What is your purpose for approaching Stark? Your special ability...or how did the witchcraft come about?"

"It has been said that I am a stand-in messenger."

Fang Mo spread his hands and said, "This thing was naturally awakened by me. It has many functions, and I can't explain it myself. In short, it is something like a guardian spirit."

"Then you approach Stark..."

"I just met Stark in the desert." Fang Mo interrupted: "I'm not interested in his money or the weird science and technology in his mind, it's better to say that he It's kind of fun, and I wouldn't mind having another friend like that."

"But Stark is the richest man in the world."

Coulson obviously didn't believe it: "Your appearance is too mysterious, we have reason to suspect..."

"You know a hammer."

Fang Mo rolled his eyes and asked, "Have you ever heard of Alchemy?"

"That... what?" Coulson certainly had never seen it before. "Is it the one I understand? Midas in Greek mythology?"

Fang Mo shook his head, and the next second his thoughts moved slightly, Steve standing behind him silently took out a gold ingot and handed it to him. The moment the pixel-like gold ingot touched Fang Mo's palm, It directly turned into a giant gold brick as big as a millstone.

Because Coulson can't see the double.

So from his perspective, it was Fang Mo himself who pulled out a gold brick out of thin air.

"Is this gold?"

Coulson couldn't help being taken aback.

"Genuine, a large solid gold brick with a purity exceeding 99.99%." Fang Mo put the gold brick on the ground, and directly pressed a few cracks into the tile: "Did you see it? This is the legendary golden touch."

As an agent, Coulson still has good eyesight.

He checked the gold brick and found that it was a real solid gold brick, so he couldn't help showing a shocked expression: "You... how did you do it?"

"It's just a stand-in ability, nothing to make a fuss about."

Seeing Coulson's surprised expression, Fang Mo smiled triumphantly: "So I've said it all, I never care whether other people have money or not when I make friends. Anyway, they can't be richer than me, right?"

"..."

Hearing what Fang Mo said, Coulson didn't know what to say.

If the other party really knows how to touch gold, then no one in this world is richer than him. The gold brick just now weighs at least a few hundred catties. I feel that my lifetime salary is equal to this gold brick. Just a fraction.

"Do you have any idea that Stark intends to close the weapons department?"

After all, he is an agent, and Coulson quickly adjusted his mentality: "You know, the Stark Corporation can feed a lot of people, and their weapons are of good quality. If they go bankrupt, it is estimated that Even the military will have a headache..."

"That was Stark's own decision."

Fang Mo said: "The trip to the desert broke his naive fantasy all the time. He realized that using weapons to bring peace is not reliable, so he didn't want to sell weapons anymore. After all, he is a proud genius... The decision is also reasonable, right?"

"Is that so?"

Coulson nodded subconsciously.

However, before Coulson could think of the next question, Fang Mo clapped his hands suddenly: "Okay, I'm hungry, and today's question and answer ends here."

After finishing speaking, Fang Mo waved his hand directly, and the door was suddenly opened automatically, which obviously meant to see off the guests.

"..."

Coulson glanced at Fang Mo a little speechlessly. Without knowing the real strength and character of the other party, the relationship between the two parties should not be too tense. Since the other party didn't want to talk, he could only leave wisely. .

Of course, before leaving, he didn't forget to secretly leave a few gadgets behind.

Fang Mo didn't know Coulson's little trick, but he had tested almost everything that should be tested, and nothing would be revealed.

In fact, his goal was originally the S.H.I.E.L.D. side. Judging from the plot, Nick Fury, the chief agent, is currently pulling the team. After he shows a little bit of ability, can the other party not be interested?

Of course, Fang Mo didn't want to join the Avengers or something. After all, he is not a good person, and he definitely can't be a superhero. In fact, when he killed those terrorists in the desert before, he didn't have any troubles in his heart. Yes, as if they were just zombies in the game.

Fang Mo didn't know if this was Steve's influence on him, but he didn't hate it.

Repaying grievances with kindness is too advanced for Fang Mo, and he can’t learn it. In his opinion, maybe killing decisively is the truth in the world, and using violence to control violence, as long as you are strong enough, others will be willing to do it and reason with you .

When he came to S.H.I.E.L.D., he just wanted to make things easier.

But the fact is just as Fang Mo expected, after waiting for a few days, he really got to meet that Madame Falkman as he wished.