The Legendary Life of an American Superhero

I am not from Midgardian.

Lake knew this very well, told a lie, and then made himself believe it. This kind of self-deception would never happen to him.

I am immortal.

Not immortal.

Lake thought to himself, and then turned his gaze to Cypher.

Cypher froze, and pointed to himself.

Lake nodded.

Cypher immediately looked at Andy, and Andy didn't say anything, just stepped aside.

After all, Cypher's mastery is similar to that of Andy's. Who told Cypher's mother to be Andy's younger sister, the biological one.

Moreover.

Cypher was originally an expert in electronic information. One person is the kind of organization. It is perfect for Cypher to master the core technology of Midgard.

As for Hill?

Hill is the commander, not the tech guy.

Cypher took a step forward, and under Andy's gesture, his right hand pressed directly on the palmprint reader.

next second.

Cypher cried out in pain, and on the palm print reader, countless small needles pierced Cypher's palm with a whistling sound. It seemed that this method was used to identify Cypher's true identity.

Andy said: "In my memory, if it wasn't for the people of Midgard who tried to control the technology core, after the identification, the technology core would directly inject countless poisons and kill the opponent directly."

Fortunately, I did not lie to myself.

Lake thought in this way, although he didn't think that the so-called poison could kill him, but the human design is there, what if the technology core has a defense program?

after awhile.

Buzz buzz!

There seemed to be a sound like a machine running inside the technological core disguised as an ordinary tree.

Immediately afterwards, there was a whoosh.

As if the surrounding space was instantly compressed, in an instant, this forest where plants and vibrating metals were combined disappeared straight away.

in an instant.

The forest disappeared and became, empty, bare land.

This is what Africa should be like.

With the disappearance of the forest, Cypher over there has a vibrating gold oval ball in his hand.

Hill looked at the technology ball in Cypher's hand and raised his eyebrows: "It's so small, why didn't you just take it away during the Great Destruction?"

Cypher, who controlled the technology core, shook his head: "During the Great Destruction, the technology core released all its energy and created a protective cover. Although, this protective cover has no way to resist Odin's Eternal Spear. , But, without this protective shield that only existed for five seconds, the Midgardians would truly be wiped out instead of survivors."

Hill nodded.

"correct."

"Ok?"

"Then... that red giant star technology that must never be used, what is that?"

"I don't have permission."

"what?"

Cypher shook his head and said: "During the Great Destruction, the technological core was hit by the Eternal Graveyard, and during the fall, some of its components were separated from it, such as the time part and the genetic database..."

paused.

Seve said thoughtfully: "However, I can see this information about red giant star technology from other sources. It seems that this is a technology project secretly researched by Midgard. In the early days, Midgard The Gardians have also realized the fact that science and technology are no match for divine power, so they are on the road of creating gods with technology, and this red giant star technology is this research."

But that's all.

More specific information has been lost, and even if it is not lost, the most core information will only be opened to Cypher when the technological core is complete.

Hill lowered his head: "Technology makes gods, this sounds very good, but why, do you say that you should never use this technology?"

Cypher shrugged: "Maybe, what's the downside?"

Hill shook his head: "I don't understand, but now that we have a technology core, can we find traces of the Midgardians?"

"Theoretically so."

"what?"

"Again, the tech core is incomplete."

Sai Fu said: "I need to complete the core of technology to be able to control the highest authority. The core of the continued fire plan lies in the genetic database. I must first find the genetic database."

Hill froze.

next second.

Cypher looked at the expression on Hill's face, smiled and said: "It's not that troublesome, all the missing parts of the technology core can be sensed by the technology core itself, which is what the science officers of Midgard expected. Prepare for the possibility of loss."

talking.

Cypher looked at Lake: "Honey, don't you mind sending us back."

Lake nodded.

He still had a problem when it came time to send Cypher away, though.

"Zhenjin."

Lake looked at Cypher: "It seems that Zhenjin fell together with the technology core, but if Midgard had Zhenjin before, why don't you have relevant memories?"

Cypher laughed: "Because vibrating gold is not a technology."

Lake: "..."

Zhenjin does not belong to Midgard, nor is it a product of Midgard's technology. In other words, Zhenjin does belong to Midgard. How can you waste the precious space of memory inheritance for things that are like stones in your eyes?

In simple terms.

Zhenjin did appear because of the fall of the technological core, but what fell down at that time was not only the technological core, but also something else.

Eternal Graveyard!

In Midgard’s prison, there is no fixed-term imprisonment in Midgard. After all, Midgardians are immortal, and they are sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment. At most, that thing is called living in another place.

so……

On Midgard, as long as you commit a crime, you will directly enter the graveyard of eternal life, sentence, and eternal life!

after awhile.

Lake took Hill into the basement of the Golden Palace, and looked at the same exterior, but everything inside that was not made of vibrating gold was broken and unparalleled, and the surrounding area became ruins. The sixth sense directly blasted a place in front of him. space.

next second.

"Walk!"

Lake directly pulled Hill, and at the moment the space passage appeared, he entered the space that had just been blasted away with a whoosh.

"Roar!"

Before Lake had time to stand still, he heard a roar, raised his head subconsciously, and there was a bang, accompanied by the sound of clanging, countless parts similar to a certain machine, accompanied by engine oil and petroleum, scattered on Lake like rain. in front of.

Good guy.

Lake blinked and asked Hill next to him, "Was that...a mechanical dog just now?"

Hill also hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "What I saw also looked like a mechanical dog."

Lake looked up with a somewhat inexplicable expression.

This Wakanda style of painting is getting more and more distorted.

I thought Wakanda was Wakanda, a tribe with mines in its ancestors, but it was directly connected to Midgard. Now, even things like mechanical dogs have come out.

But it hasn't waited for Lake to be inexplicably finished.

Metal-like roars came out one after another from all directions in the half-dimensional cemetery of eternal life. Immediately afterwards, countless metals with green eyeballs shining in the darkness... the black panther walked out of it.

Yes.

Metal Panther.

Although this group of black panthers looked like ordinary panthers, with a layer of hair covering the outside, Lake could see the inner nature of these panthers at a glance.

It's just a group of metal creations, but the degree of sophistication, even Tony Stark, who created the nano-suit, would be amazed.

"foreigner!"

Surrounded by many black panthers, one of the leading black panthers came to a hundred meters away from Lake and stopped, and his mouth was full of metal: "This is my most sacred cemetery in Wakanda. came in."

Necropolis?

Lake raised an eyebrow.

Also the holiest necropolis?

Good guy.

The technology core of my Midgard was renamed [Organic Technology Forest] by your natives, and now, the eternal cemetery that I used to hold prisoners in Midgard was renamed [Sacred Necropolis] by you?

How can you do this.

Hill looked at the melancholy-looking Lake next to him, and directly said to the black panther who had just spoken expressionlessly, "Your cemetery, here, has always belonged to me, the Midgardians."

The panther shook his head: "I don't know what Midgard is, I only know that you invaded our sanctuary..."

Buzz.

Before the black panther finished speaking, a spatial storm was generated out of thin air, and with a whistling sound, it instantly rose from Lake's body and blew directly in all directions.

In this space storm, all those that are blown, such as these black panthers, are directly under the space storm, and are instantly disintegrated by the space storm as if they were all kinds of well-made. The precision parts fell to the ground clangingly, as if playing a beautiful concerto.

"What are you doing talking so much nonsense with these thieves?"

Lake came back to his senses, collected his divine power, looked at Hill, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Why, my dear, you still plan to let them die in peace?"

Kill first, then talk, and don't give opponents, even any potential opponents, any chance to fight back.

The villain will beep non-stop when killing people.

Decency never does.

So just now, the beep-beep Black Panther was the villain, and Lake, who didn't talk too much, was the real decent one.

Hill looked at the metal parts all over the floor, shook his head, and looked at Lake: "Aren't you curious, what happened to them?"

Lake shook his head: "Curious."

Hill said: "Then why don't you leave a mouth to ask?"

Lake shook his head again: "No, my curiosity is always under my principles. When the two conflict, I will put away my curiosity and practice the principles first."

Hill: "..."

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