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The countdown to the Spring Festival event has begun.

Everyone who knew Zhang Ming found that this guy was a bit lazy. He usually spent most of his time either hanging out (making videos) or doing things (also making videos). Suddenly he burst out with unimaginable energy.

He borrowed the Stark Industries laboratory, and Tony gave Zhang Ming permission to use the materials. In the next few days, he heard violent explosions coming from the huge underground laboratory from time to time.

"What the hell is he doing?"

Moira had complained to Tony not just once, but the shock caused by Zhang Ming's explosion had affected her research many times.

As the "landlord", Tony felt very helpless. When Moira complained for the fifth time, he had to go to the basement and knock on the laboratory door.

Zhang Ming opened the door with a gray face. His face and body were covered with black ashes. He looked like he had just crawled out of a coal mine, except for his eyes that were particularly shining.

"Man, what have you been busy with recently?" Tony turned his head and observed the situation in the laboratory.

A variety of different materials, random wiring, and...a large amount of explosives.

"A big event is going to happen soon, and I'm preparing for it," Zhang Ming said.

There are only two days left for the Bizhan Spring Festival event. He doesn't know which world it will be linked to, so he can only prepare as much as possible before the event starts.

"Big event?"

Tony thought that all the things that Zhang Ming had experienced in the past six months after his appearance could be called "big events" by him...

"Are aliens invading the earth? Or who is going to trigger World War III?" Tony clenched his fists, ready for a fight at any time.

"It's not that exaggerated, but it's a little important to me."

Tony breathed a sigh of relief, "Listen, man, we are friends. If you need help with anything, just ask. I, that stupid soldier, Morrison...we will all stand behind you."

"Don't worry, when I can't solve the problem, I will definitely come to you." Zhang Ming nodded.

After getting Zhang Ming's affirmative reply, Tony was about to leave. He just turned around and remembered the purpose of his coming. Thinking of Moira's scary eyes, Tony turned back and asked: "Are you studying bombs?"

“I recently watched a video and got some insights, and I’m planning to study it.”

"Video?" Tony said, "Although I am not in the arms business, I still have a lot of inventory when it comes to bombs. If you need them, you can come to me directly."

Zhang Ming saw the unnaturalness in his expression and thought of Angela's hints of insinuations in the past two days.

"Moira asked you to come here, right? My research has basically been completed. There will be no more unnecessary explosions. Let her do the experiment with peace of mind."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Tony returned the laboratory to Zhang Ming.

Tony originally planned to have an interview with reporters today, but thinking of Zhang Ming's so-called "big event", he decided to cancel the interview and go back to continue studying the Mark Armor.

After Tony left, Zhang Ming returned to the laboratory.

On the dilapidated workbench, there were three "bricks" with extremely different appearances.

Not long after Zhang Ming traveled through time, he followed a host called "Loading Monkey". He often shared some videos about guns and ammunition, and was deeply liked by some technology-oriented hosts.

Some of these weapons, similar to positron cannons, need to be specifically exchanged for materials from Bip Station. Zhang Ming does not have enough fans, has not yet opened the exchange permission, and does not have that many coins, so he can only look at them with greed.

But there are also some relatively poor weapons and equipment, which use the most basic, common, and cheapest materials, and combined with the unique abilities of some Bizhan hosts, Zhang Ming can try to imitate them.

Of course, the durability of this type of weapons and props is average, and they are not stable enough, but they can still be used.

Because he didn't know what kind of world he was facing, Zhang Ming made three different types of bombs specifically targeting his own weaknesses.

The first one, the ghost bomb.

It is effective against ghosts and ghosts, and its power is... unknown.

This bomb was made with Zhang Ming's blood, and the formation was drawn on the steel plate. According to the video, the blood of a boy, and the older the boy's blood, the better the effect.

Judging from Zhang Ming's practice of Tongzi Kung Fu for nineteen years, it should be very powerful.

Hmm... I'm very happy, but also a little sad.

The second one, the forbidden magic bomb.

It can limit the magic within a certain range, so that the opponent cannot use the spell smoothly.

It is also made of Zhang Ming's blood. Because the host has been using the time system all year round, the blood itself has a certain spell suppression effect. It still follows the formation in the video.

With this thing, at least when facing the Western magical world, Zhang Ming has the ability to compete.

Otherwise, if Zhang Ming is assigned to the world of "Harry Potter", the villain's words to Zhang Ming will be "Avada Kedavra". This kind of instant death spell, he may not be able to use the editing.

The specific degree of impact still depends on the opponent's magical strength.

As for the third bomb...it has no special effect.

It is a specially processed high-explosive bomb.

It is said that once detonated, everything within three to four blocks can be turned into a pile of coke. When the wind blows, not even ashes will be left.

The three bombs correspond to horror films, fantasy films and science fiction films respectively. In addition to these, Zhang Ming has also saved a lot of coins in the past few days. The current number of coins is 26,192, which can be used to exchange for [Mr. Zhu’s Rolex]

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However, Zhang Ming decided to wait until the linkage world is confirmed before considering whether to redeem the Rolex or save up to open the box at the critical moment.

The heavyweight weapons were almost ready. Zhang Ming took out his mobile phone and called the comrades he knew one by one who might be able to help. Even Thor, who was far away in Asgard, called Heimdall.

call.

It is guaranteed that if something special happens, Zhang Ming will shoot a cloud-piercing arrow, and thousands of troops will rush over to protect him.

"That's almost it..."

Zhang Ming put down his cell phone, looked at the bomb on the table, and fell into deep thought.

Three, seems a bit insufficient, right?

There were still two days left. Zhang Ming thought for a while and continued to work on bombs, trying to make a few more as backup before the event started.

Time flies and the night of December 31st arrives.

Zhang Ming was sitting alone on the roof of Stark Industries. He was wearing a dark combat uniform and a windbreaker that transformed into Pinru's clothes. Under the windbreaker were two high-speed pistols and an alloy short knife was hidden under his ribs.

The Lock of Absurdity was quietly wrapped around his wrist, and the other hand wore the card of the King of Swords. There was a backpack next to him, which was full of bombs.

There is no wind tonight, the moon is shining brightly above our heads, and the air is exceptionally fresh.

Zhang Ming took out his mobile phone. At 22:57, there are three minutes left before the linkage world information will be announced.

Behind him, there is a Quinjet fighter, which Zhang Ming and SHIELD borrowed. If his world is selected as the main world, with the Quinjet fighter, he can communicate with the host who has traveled through it as quickly as possible.

Convergence.

Two minutes left.

Zhang Ming took a deep breath, opened the door of the Quinjet, and sat in.

One minute left.

The entrance to the Bizhan Spring Festival event is closed, and the deadline for registration is 8,834 people. Even if all are allocated in groups of three, there are still 2,911 groups.

If you want to escape from the tight encirclement among more than 2,900 groups and be called the top 50 groups, it is impossible to say that you are not nervous.

Thirty seconds left.

"jingle--"

The phone vibrated, and when I pulled it out, I saw a message from Angela:

"You seem to be under a lot of pressure recently. I'm just a little intern doctor, and you are a very powerful superhero. I don't know how to help you. All I can do is pray for you and hope that you can triumph.

Come back, come on!"

Below the message is an animated picture taken by Angela. She was wearing a white lab coat and awkwardly gesticulating her thumbs to the camera, but before she finished the action, Moira, who was behind her, noticed that she was slacking off, and suddenly

Looking out, Angela's expression suddenly became embarrassed and she quickly turned off the camera.

Seeing her cute and flustered look, Zhang Ming couldn't help but laugh.

He pressed the phone and replied "Thank you."

The message was replied, and the time happened to point to 23:00.

A series of messages popped up in the Bizhan system:

A total of 8,834 people have been divided into groups, and there are a total of 3,500 groups for this year’s Spring Festival activities. The ranking channel is officially launched!

3500 groups of worlds are being sorted...arranged!

Zhang Ming stared closely at the top of the activity interface. Regarding his linked world, various worlds on the screen were scrolling continuously. As time went by, the scrolling speed was gradually slowing down.

"The Matrix...Transformers...Godzilla..."

Familiar names appeared on the screen one after another and passed slowly across the screen. Zhang Ming's heart almost twitched.

"Toy Story...SpongeBob SquarePants..."

When scrolling to "SpongeBob SquarePants", the scrolling almost stopped, and Zhang Ming held his breath involuntarily.

Don’t be Spongebob!

This kind of children's animation is completely unreasonable. Any funny character in it can easily take out a hammer and beat Zhang Ming to death.

The last bit of rolling inertia took SpongeBob away. With a click, accompanied by the fireworks popping up from the system, Zhang Ming's linked world was confirmed——

Linked World:Naruto Shippuden

Main world: Marvel world

"Host, please be prepared. People related to the Naruto world will come to the Marvel world in an hour. I wish the host will be on the list and go home to celebrate the New Year!"

The system beep disappeared, and Zhang Ming sat in the driver's seat of the Quinjet, his back covered with cold sweat. In those few seconds of twitching to the world, it felt like his soul had been drained away.

He is lucky. Marvel and Naruto are both high-traffic IPs, and he has a home field advantage. He doesn't know how many fans the opposite host has.

After taking a deep breath, Zhang Ming opened the Bizhan system and immediately redeemed [Mr. Zhu’s Rolex] worth 22,333 coins.

Since he is Naruto, this piece of equipment has a special effect that he must have.