Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

Zhang Dianyu raised his head and looked at Banner.

"This is you... seeing with your own eyes?"

Banner's expression couldn't help but show pain, and the muscles on his cheek slightly twitched.

"I see." Zhang Dianyu interrupted him before he spoke. "I... believe you."

In fact, he didn't want to go out to see this spicy eyes scene-and he did believe what Banner said, so there was no need to check it out personally.

In addition, he can also open the game panel and view the current situation through the map.

Zhang Dianyu seemed lost in thought.

But in fact, he was looking at the cell on the map. As Banner said, whether it is a prisoner held in a cell or a prisoner who is in labor in prison, this time appears on the map as a small smooth cylinder.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Needless to say, these little cylinders that look a bit cute on the map are quite spicy in the real world.

Especially after they experienced such mutations, bubbles of panic and anger came out of their heads, and they began to have physical conflicts.

Theoretically speaking, the real function of "jailed in search" is to disarm the other party. Of course, as the name implies, the prisoners will also be stripped and searched.

Therefore, among the prisoners, they not only lost their clothes suddenly, but also the weapons that provided security.

Zhang Dianyu read all the skill descriptions, but did not find out how to restore these clothes and weapons-but he also found good news. These undressed clothes were piled up in the prison inspection room, and the weapons were automatically loaded. The box was placed in the confiscated area of ​​the warehouse.

The bill looked serious and looked at Zhang Dianyu.

Banner did not notice this.

"The security supervisor did not explain what happened in the prison." Banner said, "but because of the characteristics of the prison, it is also a super-powered restricted area, so you can rule out supernatural phenomena..." He paused for a moment and couldn't help it. Say, "But this is not possible, Mr. Warden. Nothing but supernatural abilities can cause this kind of result-but the clothes of hundreds of people suddenly disappeared."

Zhang Dianyu coughed softly.

This aroused the vigilance of Banner, who seemed a little shocked to see Mr. Warden's expression.

"Mr. Warden..."

"I did it." Zhang Dianyu decided to tell the truth.

In fact, if he plans to continue using this ability in the future, he will be exposed to Chaoying sooner or later, so there is no need to hide it.

It is better to let Banner know this first than to let others guess wildly.

"This is my ability to disarm the other party." Zhang Dianyu shrugged. "I'm still exercising this ability-maybe I can't control it well."

Banner stayed silent for a while and nodded reluctantly.

Zhang Dianyu saw that in the secret mutant youth criminal correctional center opposite the map, the incident suddenly caused the children to be in chaos, and he quickly accepted it and began to make trouble under the control of the Warren guard machinery.

This scene is really disgusting, Zhang Dianyu dragged the map away.

In the lounge, Magneto suddenly woke up and was furious, and seemed to believe that a bear child did this.

But he didn't immediately go out to ask the teacher for guilt, perhaps because he was not so elegant now. But the constantly changing bubbles above his head were just troublemakers among the young people of several mutants, and apparently had already identified them as the culprit.

In addition, the Red Skeleton in the laundry room and the Rector weeding outside were also greatly stimulated-especially the Red Skeleton, he scrapped a washing machine on the spot to stabilize his emotions. .

Zhang Dianyu: "..." He suddenly felt that he had made a wrong decision, maybe the Red Skull should not be responsible for the laundry.

He glanced at Banner and told him to take charge of the prisoner's clothing opposite.

This kind of thing still has to be placed in the hands of a reassuring person.

Banner ordered to leave.

The entire prison is now in chaos, so that the prison guards have to fire multiple warning shots. Especially when the penguins are still in the hospital, the prison gangs are headless, and everyone is forced to disarm abruptly at this time. It is the moment when the gap between the rich and the poor in the arms reserve is wiped out and is suitable for reshuffling.

Fortunately, the guards have taken out piles of prison uniforms and are distributing them.

Zhang Dianyu looked at his map and couldn't help sighing.

He was still thinking about the scene in his dream—perhaps because this was his first dream, and the things in the dream were as if they existed, and even a dark-haired man could talk to him.

Is he real, or is it just an embodiment of some kind of thinking in his mind?

"Why is this happening?" The bill asked after tilting his head.

"..." Zhang Dianyu, "then you have to start with your unfortunate nightmare."

The bill blinked.

Zhang Dianyu: "As soon as I entered, I dreamed of a prison deficit. I was chased by the guards and wanted to be arrested. I accidentally used a skill-who knows that it will be mapped to reality at the same time. You told me clearly why you were asked Seeing such a scene!"

"It's not what I let you see," the bill answered seriously. "That's what you want to see-the most fearful thing in your heart."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He felt something was wrong, but it seemed that there was nothing wrong.

The bill frowned: "So, do you have fear? What you fear is the prisoner wearing clothes?"

Zhang Dianyu: "?"

This is beyond human understanding!

"I'm afraid of a fiscal deficit!" Zhang Dianyu said angrily, "I have said that I was chased and run by a guard before I could do such a thing."

The bill opened its mouth slightly.

Zhang Dianyu realized his anomaly: "How?"

The bill was silent. Zhang Dianyu was too lazy to ask, but suddenly changed the subject: "The man with black hair and blue eyes in the dream, can't remember his name-do you know who he is?"

Zhang Dianyu paused for a moment, and for a moment, he almost said, "Is that someone I knew before?" But his "past" only exists in the self-cognition in his brain, he has not passed.

The act of the bill was a bit dumbfounded: "A man with dark hair and blue eyes? Lost memory?"

Zhang Dianyu felt that the boy's reaction was very abnormal, and could not help but ask cautiously, "What's wrong?"

"I think it was Tony Stark, the other world." The bill slowly lowered his head. "He should have deleted all the memories in his brain by now. I don't know who he is. British list."

What kind of person would be willing to delete his brain in order to protect a list?

The answer is who made this list.

Zhang Dianyu's mood is a bit complicated. Perhaps from the perspective of these people, this Stark deserved it. He and the government persecuted his former teammates.

But he also remembered that the bill once said that this list did not fall into any criminal hands.

Even if he deleted his memory and gave up everything he had, he did not hesitate to fulfill his promise.

-Never let this list leak.

Zhang Dianyu remembered the dark-haired man who had lost his memory in the dream, but instinctively let him go to block the chase.

"Wait," he realized suddenly, "you said that Stark had deleted his memory-why did he appear in front of me?"

It stands to reason where a person with amnesia should live in seclusion-even live in a hospital with a tube inserted?

"Furthermore," Zhang Dianyu added, "You said that you could not contact the universe you were born in. I ended up in that world just because I had a nightmare?"

The bill's eyes made Zhang Dianyu feel a little uncomfortable.

"Obviously," the boy slowed down, as if speaking to the same mentally retarded person, "--that was just a dream. He lost his memory and everything, immersed in the dream, and you... too. "

"Can I still enter someone's dream?" Zhang Dianyu was a little surprised. "Is this also one of my superpowers?" He glanced at the skill list. "But there is no relevant description above. Is this a special skill?" "

Bill looked at his eyes more like caring for the mentally handicapped: "No, you can't. Your dreams coincide... Maybe because that's not just dreams. He lost all his memories, maybe his mind couldn't bear such a blank brain. Being in a coma."

Zhang Dianyu thought of the confusion in the eyes of the deep sea, and thought about it and asked, "So he needs to know his own name?" He glanced at the bill, "Wait--what did you say inexplicably to save him?" Isn't it because if I go in and tell him his name, he can be resurrected?"

He thought for a while: "But that Stark has no memory. Will he survive as a person with amnesia?"

Will that be his wish?

The bill was silent for a while, and seemed to be thinking.

"In fact, I didn't expect you to be able to enter his spiritual world." The boy said, "Perhaps because... what you did is not a dream."

Zhang Dianyu looked confused.

"I once told you that before each of your'samples' was put into use, a lot of testing was done."

Zhang Dianyu looked at the boy's blue eyes and watched his mouth open and close.

"You are not born in this world without any purpose like human beings. The dream you entered-there is actually similar to a sandbox, where you and your kind have been tested countless times. Only when confirmed that you When there is no hostility and threat to human beings, it will come to this world with a mission."

Zhang Dianyu didn't answer.

"And Stark's brain is not an ordinary human brain. He has gone through the transformation of the desperate virus, which is more like a machine, but just emptied the hard drive."

"From a certain perspective," the bill said, "you are very similar."

Zhang Dianyu was silent.

The bill looked at him for a while, and continued to break the silent atmosphere: "I haven't told you, because this matter is difficult to accept." However, if you don't plan to "have" in the future, who knows?

Zhang Dianyu glanced at the bill, and suddenly a glimmer of joy appeared in his eyes.

The bill is a bit confusing.

"If, I mean if..." Zhang Dianyu lowered his voice, "There is no possibility that normal humans can also enter that'dream'?"

The bill looked at him: "I thought you were sad."

"Oh," Zhang Dianyu said, "sad."

Bill: "It sounds perfunctory."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

"Listen," he said to the bill with a straight face, "Alcatraz Island can't hold the super criminals, and long-term injections of sedatives are not in the humanitarian spirit-and that costs money."

The bill also looked at him expressionlessly.

"So, instead of imprisoning their bodies, imprisoning their spirits." Zhang Dianyu smiled slightly.

"The easiest way to upload their minds to the sandbox is to inject the virus." The bill replied, "At least another Stark is communicating with you through this means."

Zhang Dianyu thought deeply.

"The hard way is to need a brain signal connector to decode and upload the brain's complex pulse signals." The bill continued.

Zhang Dianyu's right hand fell gently on the left palm.

"Then use simple methods."

A small question mark appeared on the bill's face.