Simultaneous time travel: Am I the only normal person?

Chapter 185 Nick Fury, Jean Grey

"Sir, do you mean to say that you are my grandfather from another universe?"

Pietro was a little bit unable to say this word.

The speedster's thinking ability is far superior to that of ordinary people. He can easily understand what Luke said "hypothesis".

"To be precise, I am your godfather, kid."

"Your twin sister Wanda married the robot Vision I created in the future."

Luke explained clearly.

Huh?

My sister is Wanda? That terrorist?

Pietro's words made his brain crash on the spot.

In the ruins universe, Scarlet Witch Wanda is a traitor to the Avengers and surrendered to President X for her own life.

Pietro escaped from prison several times and saw a lot of news about the Avengers.

But he never expected that he would be involved with this group of lunatics.

"Of course, kid, there are countless parallel universes."

"This also creates countless fine branches. At least in this universe, you and the Scarlet Witch have no blood relationship."

Luke added.

Hearing this, Pietro's heart, which had been raised to his throat, was put down again.

"It just so happens that I have a little opinion about you two siblings for a long time. Kid, can you fulfill grandpa's wish today?"

"Sir. No. Grandpa, I don't quite understand what you said."

Pietro stuttered.

Although this child has suffered a lot of torture, strangely, his heart is not occupied too much by the dark side.

It's not like his sister Wanda, who always wants to blacken and restart the universe and destroy the multiverse.

"It's okay, kid, you will understand when you wake up."

Luke's smile became more and more weird.

He stood up, and a sharp scalpel appeared in his hand.

Slowly, approaching Pietro.

Swish——

The sound of the chainsaw started!

It's Jocasta.

No way!

Pietro swallowed his saliva. This grandpa seemed quite unfriendly.

Is he going to meet the strange "sister"?

Wanda disappeared soon after she joined the government.

Some people said that she had been secretly executed by President X.

Because President X, as a dictator, could not let a psychic who was no less powerful than himself run around.

And Wanda was also a betrayer.

Who knows if she will choose to betray President X again for some reason one day.

"Child, take a nap."

"Ah!"

With Dr. Luke's gentle "persuasion", Pietro's terrified screams penetrated the infirmary.

Even many customers outside heard the screams.

Dr. Connors frowned.

Could it be that someone was killed?

Damn it!

It should cost three times the price!

"Doctor Luke, are you still not done?"

"Wait, I'll draw another tube."

Seeing Luke take out another needle, Pietro's mouth stuffed with linen whimpered, trying to break free.

Don't draw, he's still a patient!

Drawing more will really kill him!

Pietro looked desperate, his already pale face gradually turned gray, even whiter than Wade's body outside.

After drawing the last tube, Luke stopped.

Pietro's breathing was weak.

"Don't pretend, kid."

"With your body's circulatory system, this amount of blood drawing won't kill you."

Luke turned around and dealt with the bloodstains left by the operation.

Jocasta thoughtfully pulled out the towel that was stuffed in Pietro's mouth.

Pietro was gasping for air.

He didn't die from drawing blood, but almost died from lack of oxygen.

Luke raised his hand and looked at the glass test tube in his hand. The bright red blood looked exactly the same as that of ordinary people.

Then, put it into the swallowing capsule.

He also refined a lot of magic weapons in the world of one person, and various necessities are usually stored in the phagocytosis capsule.

The mutations in this universe are more in line with the reality of the real world.

Luke thinks that this kind of mutation that conforms to reality is somewhat useful, so he is ready to study it.

Once, Marvel Luke shared the research data of the super soldier serum with Luke.

After Luke got it, he found several top biologists to analyze it for a long time.

Finally, it was concluded that this is an academic fraud!

Anyone who dares to try it will die on the spot.

"Grandpa, I think you are..."

Before he finished speaking, Luke's eyes squinted.

Good grandson, do you want to continue?

Pietro was speechless.

However, he seemed to have not realized that he had become accustomed to calling the man in front of him grandpa.

"This money is regarded as a subsidy for your blood donation, kid, take care of yourself."

Luke took out a few thick bundles of hundred-dollar bills from his arms.

Put it next to the operating table.

Pietro was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously.

"I don't have to follow you?"

"Of course not, kid."

"I told you, I just lacked a piece of experimental material, and now I have it."

Luke raised his hand and shook it, and a crimson glass test tube appeared in his hand.

Then he shook it again, and the test tube was retracted into the phagosome.

Pietro seemed a little at a loss.

"But didn't you say before that you wanted to"

dissect it?

Pietro didn't continue.

But both of them understood his idea.

Luke spread his hands.

"Kid, what age are we in now? Anatomy is the lowest and wasteful way of research."

"Besides, I'm not crazy enough to do anything to a child."

Luke stood up.

"I will pay you three months' room rent and let Dr. Connors agree that you can recuperate here."

"But remember, don't expose your abilities, and always be wary of everyone."

Luke reminded, Jocasta following behind him.

Pietro didn't answer, he looked at them blankly.

The two men looked as if they were a figment of his dying imagination.

Saved his life, and then quietly left, giving him his final teachings before leaving.

Including what this man said, parallel universe, Wanda, Grandpa.

They are all like flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water.

But after they left.

What Pietro will face is still the cruel reality.

Mutant monsters that everyone screams for beating, eerie experimental prisons, and dictatorial President X

"etc!"

Luke just put his hand on the door handle.

He stopped and turned around.

"Is something wrong, kid?"

Luke was going to find President X next. As the strongest mutant in the ruined universe, he was a little curious about this guy's genetic structure.

"Grandpa, can you take me with you?"

Pietro hesitated for a while, and then said firmly.

Luke didn't reply.

Pietro was a little anxious.

"Um, I mean, Grandpa, I know where mutants are being held."

"Grandpa, if you want to study it, I can take you there."

"And you can rest assured that I will run very fast and won't cause you any trouble!"

Pietro spoke at an astonishing speed, opening his mouth in rapid succession.

This is a common problem among speedsters. They always speak one line or many lines faster than others.

Of course, it could also be that he was really eager to explain his role.

So much so that he ignored the fact that he was actually still disabled.

Luke didn't respond for a long time.

The room fell silent for a moment, and Pietro Xiji's eyes dimmed little by little, like a fire without adding wood.

"Jocasta, what do you think?"

After a moment of silence, Luke suddenly asked.

He did not agree directly, nor did he choose to refuse directly, but gave the choice to Jocasta.

"Doctor, Mr. Pietro is a patient."

Jocasta meant something.

Although it is a robot made of metal, Jocasta's heart is warm.

After all, how could a doctor give up on his patient?

Pietro on the opposite side looked ashen.

Pietro thought that Jocasta was saying that he was disabled and could easily affect their combat capabilities, so he refused his request to join the team.

"Okay, Jocasta."

Luke shrugged.

"My child, can you still walk now?"

"It's okay."

Pietro answered blankly, still immersed in sadness.

With his special body structure, after the broken leg is reattached, just walking is not a problem.

"Get dressed, kid, it's time for us to go."

"Okay, shall I wear it?"

"You agreed, Grandpa?!"

Pietro reacted and was overjoyed.

"Don't call me grandpa, call me doctor from now on."

How come this stupid kid believes everything he says?

It’s no wonder that a very fast person was successfully arrested many times by ordinary people like the National Guard.

And what answered him was Pietro's giggle.

A few people finished packing and went out.

Dr. Connors stepped forward to question.

"Sir, I think you"

Before he finished speaking, Luke threw out a pile of old banknotes tied tightly with bandages.

Dr. Connors's smile was as bright as if he had seen his father, who had been dead for many years, come back to life miraculously.

"Oh, generous God! Would you like a margarita? This is our signature drink."

"No, Dr. Connors, your operating room is good. I will come again if necessary in the future."

Hearing this, Dr. Connors smiled even more.

“Welcome, generous God!”

"And to this distinguished gentleman, I wish you a speedy recovery."

Dr. Connors bowed gracefully.

Luke didn't say much. Jocasta took Luke's hand and they walked side by side toward the door.

Pietro nodded and pretended to use a cane, pretending that he was still a cripple with a broken leg.

Of course, among the speedsters, he is indeed the cripple among the cripples.

Dr. Connors stood up straight and looked at the figures of several people submerged in the crowd in the bar.

He noticed Pietro's strange way of walking.

Bob comes over.

"Do you want to do it?"

With such a big and fat customer, Bobbu dared to imagine how many good goods he could buy by taking over these guys.

Dr. Connors thought for a moment.

"No, wait until next time, let the boss buy something bigger."

"This is a tough nut to crack."

Dr. Connors shook his head, ignored Bob's disappointed look, and turned around and walked into his medical room.

He felt something wasn't right with these guys.

Bob, who stayed where he was, was puzzled.

On the other side, Pietro carefully watched the crazy crowd around him.

He was dazzled by the feasting bar and the revelry of the crowd.

So much so that he didn't notice his feet for a while.

thump--

Pietro fell to the ground and Luke looked back.

"Sorry, doctor, I didn't see anyone else at my feet."

Pietro used his crutches to get back on his feet.

This kid has not forgotten the image of a cripple he played.

"Hey, kid, don't even think about running away, you have to pay me a drink!"

The one-eyed man who fell to the ground grabbed Pietro's pants.

"No, at least three drinks will do!"

"Or I'm going to call the police and have the National Guard take you idiot to jail!"

The man smelled of alcohol and his words were illogical.

"The first person the Guard will arrest is you, Mr. Nick Fury."

Luke said quietly.

He did not shy away from Nick Fury's smell of alcohol, and stretched out his hand, trying to pull up the fallen king of agents.

When the man on the ground heard his name, Nick Fury stood up suddenly and ignored Luke's hand.

He stared at Luke's face, and his eyeballs seemed to be bloodshot.

There seemed to be a smell of rust in the air that was mixed with the smell of tobacco and alcohol.

"Have you investigated me?"

Nick Fury's voice sounded hoarse.

It was like being soaked in a wine vat, exuding a rotten and pungent smell.

His hands went into his arms.

Instead of pulling out a gun, he pulled out a pack of cigarettes.

Stepping forward, Nick Fury's hands were shaking a little, which seemed to be the effect of alcohol.

But he still managed to light the cigarette.

Taking a deep breath, Nick Fury felt that his brain had calmed down a lot.

"But it seems that the target is not me, sir, I am disturbing you."

"I will pay for your consumption today."

"Oluoro is the new bartender I hired with a lot of money. You can enjoy it tonight."

With that said, Nick Fury walked towards the crowd tremblingly.

"Doctor, this is..."

Pietro scratched his head in wonder.

This guy stood up and started talking about something, like a psychopath.

"Don't worry, he's already crazy."

Luke watched him leave.

As a member of the Avengers, after Captain America was sent to heaven with a Patriot missile by himself.

Nick Fury is a madman.

In the ruined universe, he did not become the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Instead, he joined the Howling Commandos led by Captain America and became an outstanding soldier in the team.

But he, an excellent soldier, was manipulated by President X and became a tool to kill the captain.

After waking up, the unacceptable reality made Nick Fury depressed and became a complete madman.

Damn ruins!

Luke continued to walk toward the door.

Pietro scratched his head, wondering what was going on.

But he still followed Luke honestly.

Just arrived at the door.

"Hey~boy."

A seductive voice came.

Turning around, he saw Jean Gray, disheveled and with a flushed face, leaning in front of the door.

Looking at her like this, it seemed like she had just experienced an intense exercise.

"Do you want to come here once? It only costs twenty yuan, sweetheart~"

Qin's tone was seductive, and her sexy red lips exhaled slightly.

Her image at this time is difficult to associate with the rigorous woman from 10011 Universe.

Luke didn't reply and threw her a small pile of banknotes.

Qin caught it in surprise, and before she could ask this "guest" what new tricks he wanted to play.

"Go back early tonight. It's best not to stay here for the next few days."

Luke lowered the frame and led Jocasta and Pietro out the door.

Qin was stunned.

The figures of several people disappeared into the vast night.

"I was introduced here by Bob. Quick, take off your clothes."

A wretched fat man came over.

Jean came to her senses.

For some reason, she suddenly shivered.

"No, sir, someone is booking the venue tonight. You can ask Bob for a refund or a replacement."

Jean Gray responded hurriedly, holding up a handful of bills and shaking them.

Before the fat man could pursue him, she hurried out and ran to the apartment where she lived.