Traversed 99 Worlds at the Same Time

The African chief made up his own brain, but Duke didn't know it at all. He devoted himself to the great cause of magic reform as always, until one night Steve fell into the laboratory with his shield in his arms.

As we all know, Captain America Steve has a super-defensive shield in his hand, which is sponsored by his friend Howard Stark, and the material used is vibrating gold.

Vibration gold, also known as sound-absorbing steel, is the strongest metal in the Marvel universe. Its special molecular structure makes it almost indestructible. Because the molecule is relatively stationary, it conducts little heat and kinetic energy, a property that allows it to absorb heat, energy, and kinetic energy. It can be said that, as a superhero with no special abilities, Steve has built countless great achievements, relying on the vibrating gold shield in his hand.

Tonight, the shield that followed Steve to his credit has done him a favor again.

Bang———

Steve jumped into the laboratory from the basement, and when he landed, he held the shield in his left hand, and his whole body was nestled in the shield. After a loud noise, it landed safely, and even the hairstyle was not messed up.

Duke, who was concentrating on it, was startled, dropped the tweezers in his hand, signaled the avatars to continue working, and walked up to Steve. A little dissatisfied, not with Steve, but with himself. It's disappointing that his well-designed spoofs didn't work at all.

Duke thought while looking at Steve's left hand. Xin said that it is worthy of being the left hand of the Fashen who has been single for 90 years, and it is not inferior to the unicorn arm.

What, you ask why is the left hand holding the shield? Please, the captain already knows how to use a computer, of course the right hand is used to hold the mouse!

"Doctor Duke, you'd better go up and have a look. There's a big battle live on TV. Two tin men are fighting on the streets of New York, just like a sci-fi movie..." Steve said, dancing and gesticulating.

"Stop! I know what you said, and you jumped down just for this?" Duke looked helpless, but Tony Stark was spawning monsters, and it wasn't the Chitauri who opened a wormhole over New York. Is it necessary to specifically disturb his experiment?

"What, you know?" Steve asked in surprise. Could it be that the underground laboratory also has a TV.

"My avatar is on the first floor. Next time I have something to tell him, I don't need to make a special trip." Duke scratched his head. His avatar saw that the live TV had sent back the information, but Steve was walking too fast. , jumped down before the body disintegrated.

"Okay, then I won't bother you." Steve spread his hands, feeling that his work was in vain.

"Well, since you've come all the time, I'll go up and have a look. The experiment has made a breakthrough in the past two days, so you should relax yourself." Duke pulled Steve and flew out of the laboratory, and the two came to Clinic on the first floor.

Private dental clinics in Old York do not provide 24-hour service, so this point is off-duty. Carter and Dotty didn't go out to press the road tonight. The two women sat on the sofa and stared at the TV engrossed. Ms. Carter is like a professional soldier. When she is sitting, she straightens her back, straightens her upper body, and puts her hands on her lap naturally. Dottie was much worse. This woman was so focused on taking advantage that she put her head on Carter's shoulder, rubbing and rubbing.

Steve's eyelids twitched, but he didn't say much, turning his attention to the live TV. Duke didn't even care about Lala, and looked at the TV as soon as he came up.

The live broadcast of the helicopter was a little shaky, coupled with the sound of rumbling propellers, the audio-visual effect was not generally bad. But the American audience who watched the live broadcast didn't care about this flaw, because the content of the live broadcast was too explosive.

Two humanoid mechas, one large and one small, fought on the high-speed road around the city, accompanied by machine gun fire and missiles flying together from time to time. They have powerful strength, quick reaction speed, strong defense and amazing destructive power, armed with hot weapons, and worst of all, they can fly. In their hands the one or two-ton car was like a model toy, thrown away by the aftermath of the battle.

It can be seen from the live broadcast that this is a battle between justice and evil. The huge gray mecha is obviously not a good man who cares about human life. As a shield. The other mecha, which was smaller, had more integrity. He never used hot weapons. He would kindly help someone in danger. Because of this, he fell into a disadvantage and was beaten.

Although the golden-red exterior paint is very aggressive, but a discerning eye can tell that this guy is a positive person.

"Doctor Duke, what do you think?" Steve's face was serious. He could barely be considered a superman after undergoing serum transformation, but his kind of superman hadn't left his body. Without a shield in his hand, he had no confidence at all. Among other things, any mecha flying a kite can kill him.

Duke put one hand on his chin, and he said after a while: "Which TV station's live helicopter is this, and they are not afraid of being hit by stray bullets. The boss of the TV station should give them a raise. They risk their lives for the first-hand news. Very dedicated."

Steve took a breath and took a long time to recover: "Doctor Duke, I didn't ask this, but the two tin men. What do you think?"

"How else can you see it? Superheroes and super villains!" Duke vaguely remembered that the gray mecha was called the Iron Overlord, and the old bald man driving it was... who was it? It doesn't matter, the important thing is that this old man is a good friend of Stark's own father, who assisted him since he was a child, and according to his seniority, Stark still has to call him "Ang Kou".

In ancient China, the old bald head was the role of Tuogu Minister, Prince Taifu and so on. In the 5,000-year history, many amazing and brilliant characters have emerged from this type of role, such as Zhou Gong Zhuge, Sima Changsun, and... Aobai.

The intrigue in the noble circle can be described as constant and chaotic, and Duke does not make too many comments. But the old bald man is obviously old, neither a 15-year-old high school student nor the protagonist, yet he dares to use the armor.

"I bet five cents, the one who shows off wins!" Duke patted his chest, full of confidence.

It's a pity that his bet is too small, and no one is interested in betting with him.

"Who are these two tin men?" Carter pushed Dotty who was leaning against him, and asked casually.

"This battle is a family drama dressed in a sci-fi style. The loser is Tony Stark from Stark Industries, and the other is... an old bald man, his uncle." Duke flipped through the pages. After finding popcorn, I had no choice but to pour a cup of coffee to recharge, and sat in front of the TV to watch the live broadcast.

"What, the stupid one is Tony?" Carter was shocked, and almost jumped to his feet. She just asked the question casually, but Duke answered in a serious manner, and the answer was far beyond her expectations.

The foolish-looking Dotty was thrown to the ground by surprise, hit his head on the coffee table, got a red mark, covered his head and rolled on the ground, but no one paid attention to her.

"Howard's son?" Carter was equally astonished by Steve, the captain who successfully graduated from Night University and obtained a diploma from a third-rate university. Now he is also a person with a lot of common sense, so he naturally knows the identity of Tony Stark.

By the way, the captain majored in American history at Ye University, specializing in the history of World War II. He graduated with a perfect score. The teacher of Ye University praised him as a genius.

"Oh, I remembered. According to seniority, Mr. Stark is still your nephew." Duke suddenly realized, seeing the two men comfortingly said: "Don't worry, the steel suit invented by your eldest nephew is very powerful , the big man is not his opponent, just watch the show with peace of mind."

"Yeah?"

"Of course, why should I lie to you?"

Before Duke finished speaking, Stark was pressed back and forth on the ground by the Iron Overlord and rubbed back and forth. After a series of sparks splashed, Stark was sent flying by a big kick, at least 100 meters away by visual inspection. The tenacious Stark flew back, was rewarded with an anti-tank missile in mid-air, and fell into the concrete ground with a bang.

"Oh my god! He's about to be beaten to death!" Ms. Carter put her head in her hands and couldn't believe that she believed Duke's nonsense just now.

"The process is not important, what matters is the ending. Although it's a bit bumpy, you have to trust your nephew, he will win." Duke leisurely drank his coffee, and the traveler would talk nonsense knowing the ending.

"No, I have to go and save him." Carter glanced again. On TV, Stark was like a salted fish. There was almost no room for retaliation. He could only rely on some cleverness to prevent him from being beaten to the ground.

Carter rushed out the door first, Steve picked up the shield and followed closely behind, and then Dotty, who was covering his head. The three of them rushed out of the house, seeing Duke's second-hand Ford, their hearts suddenly turned cold, especially Carter, the lady felt that she was abandoned by the world.

"Shit! Bicycles are faster than this broken car. By the time we get to the battlefield, Tony will have become several dollars." Ms. Carter raised her foot angrily, kicked the hood of a second-hand Ford, and then... the front insurance The bar fell to the ground.

Carter: "..."

Steve: "..."

Dottie: "..."

The cold wind blew, and the negative emotion called despair permeated the three people's hearts.

"Ms. Carter, my bumper is worth at least 200 dollars, and I will deduct the maintenance fee from your salary." Duke held a coffee cup and swayed to the door.

"I'm going to borrow a car," Dottie said quickly.

"Be gentle." Carter understood what Dottie meant by 'borrowing', but the situation was urgent, and she had no choice but to do so.

"Don't be impulsive, I have a better means of transportation." Duke stepped on the carpet at the gate: "The traffic jam is very serious now, and it's too late to drive there. Besides, the steel armor can fly, and four wheels can't catch up them."

"Do you have a good way to fly us there?" Carter rolled his eyes and complained, "You haven't been out of the house for almost three months. I don't even know if you know the traffic lights in New York."

"For a magician, the traffic light is not important." Duke smiled, and the magic power poured into the carpet under his feet. Under the surprised eyes of the three, the carpet seemed to come alive, carrying him up into the air.

Thanks to the book friend ‘Murong√Murong″’ for the reward!