The Death Knell

Deathstroke is resting.

Excluding the 40k Earths, there are still 96 Earths left. If two of them collide, there will be one more after five rounds.

This is not good.

But there are still a lot of people on the earth now, and many things are uncontrollable, so there is no rush to adjust the numbers.

"Why are there so many people missing?" Lu Dan's lmd walked up to Deathstroke again and asked with a livid face. His black trench coat was like a dark cloud.

"Don't ask me, my role is only as a consultant." Deathstroke held a cigarette in his mouth, leaning on the fence of the command platform in the bridge, looking at his team members: "I will provide you with the necessary intelligence to help you destroy a Earth, but that doesn’t mean I have to take care of everything.”

"We have an agreement." Fury lowered his voice, and the pupil in his one eye moved to the bottom of his eyelids.

Su Ming smiled, threw a cigarette to Fury, and turned to look at the night scene outside the window, where he could still see Ultron's 'Android heroes' flying around. He moved his chin:

"You're right, but do you really think I don't know what you're doing secretly?"

Fury's expression did not change, he just turned around without leaving a trace, and looked out the porthole side by side with Deathstroke:

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"There's no point in pretending to be confused. Nick, there is another you in my world. He and I are old friends who have known each other for seventy years." Su Ming took a puff of cigarette, slowly exhaled the smoke, with a smile in his eyes. He smiled a little: "I only need to imagine what he would do if he were put in your position, and with some unlimited means, I can guess what you would do."

""

Silence, the black director fell into silence.

Nick Fury will not hang himself from a tree, that is inevitable, especially when he knows that Deathstroke comes from another parallel world and is likely to be his enemy in the future.

What he has to do is to exploit the value of outsiders as much as possible, and then turn his back on them.

The Ultimate Team went to the parallel world with Deathstroke, but this does not mean that Fury has no other cards in his hand. He also has his own secret warrior, an army composed of captains from various countries, and a guy who can cooperate.

Bighead Reed.

Although that guy was a lunatic. After bombing Europe, he built an eggshell-shaped dome and lived in it to play with robots and genetic engineering.

But it has to be said that Big Head Reed became someone that Lu Dan could take advantage of during the period of diversity integration, because that guy didn't want to die either. As long as people have desires, they can be easily exploited.

When the ship is about to sink, will two people who had enmity in the past sink into the sea together with their hatred? Or will they put aside their past grievances and find a way to survive together?

For a realist, there is no second answer to this question.

While Deathstroke and others were taking action, Fury secretly contacted Reed, hoping to prepare another escape route for himself, a trump card against Deathstroke.

Unfortunately, he was destined to be disappointed.

Before arriving at 1610, Su Ming knew that there was a nasty 'big-headed doll' here. How could he let this Reed live?

Deathstroke has released many zombie alien bodies onto the earth under our feet. The spore-formed black light virus spreads at a speed that is unimaginable for ordinary people. Does Fury really think that relying on Ultron's robots can resist the zombie tide?

Loki once left temporarily when no one knew about it. In fact, he cooperated with the zombies to carry out a secret operation. It is simple to say, it was to attack the east and west, secretly covertly transport the zombie alien mother body into Big Head Reed's base with magic. .

A huge building with a precise and complex structure has an alien queen mixed in, and it also carries a zombie virus. The "advanced new humans" living in the building have to eat, drink, and breathe air.

So when he returned to 1610 this time, Su Ming had already sensed the situation in the dome in Europe through the black light ring. The plan went smoothly. There was no living person under the eggshell.

Deathstroke was distracted for a while, controlled the black lantern corpse that Big Head Reed had turned into, and filled himself into the core of the reactor.

Do you think Fury is asking why there are fewer people in the team that went to the parallel world? No, he was asking why he couldn't contact some people on Earth.

He wanted to observe Deathstroke's microexpression or the pupil reaction in his eyes to test whether the man in front of him was an insider.

But even if Su Ming calmly pretends to be confused, Batman can't even see through what Deathstroke is thinking, let alone a braised egg.

The confrontation between the two ended like this. Su Ming proved that he might know something, but seemed to have done nothing, which in turn made Fury fearful.

Because fear comes from the unknown, the more elusive something is, the more fascinating it will be.

Iron Man walked over from the cabin with a bottle of wine in his hand. He looked at Fury and Deathstroke in confusion, but still said:

"Hey, you two, Gran and I tried to upgrade the planet bomb, but there was no progress at all!"

There was no gain, but he felt confident. After all, the planet bomb was not a firework. Even if he understood that its manufacturing principle was to use negative matter and positive matter to collide, the technological bottleneck of mankind was not so easy to break through.

Material limitations, thinking limitations, and the human body's endurance cannot be improved in a short period of time. Upgrading bombs requires more research and time.

But what is lacking most now is time.

As a scientist, Tony often fails, so his mentality is relatively optimistic.

"Then why are you so happy?"

Fury found a step for himself to go down. Although he still suspected that Deathstroke was secretly sabotaging 1610, he had no evidence, let alone the force to fight against Deathstroke.

Iron Man raised the bottle and took a swig from his mouth, wiped the droplets from his beard, and smiled crookedly:

"Because that's just bad news. I have good news. Dr. Gran and I almost blew up our earth in the experiment just now. Fortunately, I was smart enough to prevent the collision of positive and negative matter through the electromagnetic field. Save Isn’t it worth opening a bottle of wine to celebrate after saving everyone’s life?”

Fury didn't speak, but stared at Tony deeply with a murderous look, then lifted the hem of his windbreaker and floated away like a dark cloud.

As long as he is not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed. Tony looked at Fury walking away angrily. He just shrugged his shoulders and said to Deathstroke who was smoking beside him:

"Well, as you can see, Fury and I don't get along very well, because apart from being able to understand gay jokes in the US military, he lacks a sense of humor most of the time."

Su Ming smiled, took out the bottle and clinked it with Tony: "You know he is an LMD, right? It's not certain whether it is equipped with a smile business program. Besides, if Fury always laughs, I think I personally will watch it. Can’t go down.”

Tony's eyes moved upward, as if looking at the ceiling and imagining what Fury would look like with a smile on his face all the time, and then he grinned in disgust:

"Sure enough, it's better to keep an expressionless face. Forget it, let's not mention this topic. Now there is another Earth in the sky. Shall we set off?"

"Is the bomb ready this time? Doesn't it mean there is no technological breakthrough?"

Deathstroke stubbed out his cigarette, put away the cigarette butt, and snapped his fingers at Loki and others who were resting aside to instruct them to come closer.

Iron Man nodded and reached out with both hands on his back:

"Dr. Gran and I realized that our research had fallen into a misunderstanding. We only thought about making technological breakthroughs, but did not think about the simplest solution, which is to increase the dosage."

He brought his hands in front of him, holding a box in each hand.

If the quality is not enough, then use quantity. If one bomb is not enough, then use two bombs.

Su Ming patted him on the shoulder and nodded understandingly: "Oh, it's an old problem among Americans, but you are great."