Video bloggers in American comics

After the lawsuit ended, Zhang Ming lived a quiet life. There were no super villains or troubles that popped up unexpectedly. He liked this kind of ordinary life very much.

He goes to the gym every morning, works out with Steve and Morrison, and practices free fighting. In the afternoon, he wanders around New York to shoot some daily routines. A little later, he drives to Stark Industries to find Angela, and the two of them go together.

Eat out.

More than a month passed in a blink of an eye. On this afternoon, Zhang Ming ended the video shooting and posted today's daily video to the Beep site.

Looking at the number of fans that had not changed much recently, he sighed helplessly.

There is still a lack of hot spots in daily sharing. The biggest role is to keep updated and avoid losing fans during a too long gap period. Zhang Ming also thought of some ideas, but unfortunately the results were not ideal.

Closing the personal interface, he jumped to the exchange space. It has been almost two months and it is still showing that it is being updated. In addition to US dollars and old products such as baked gluten, even the lucky bag business has been suspended. I don’t know when it will be restarted.

Business.

It was quite satisfying to see nearly 100,000 coins in my account, but as time passed, the feeling of having money but no place to spend it seemed not so good.

Boom--boom--

"Please come in."

Zhang Ming opened the door and walked in. Moira looked up and did not stand up to greet her. She continued to immerse herself in processing the data and shouted to Angela in the direction of the laboratory.

"I brought you coffee. I guess you didn't have dinner. I also brought you a pizza."

"Thanks."

Zhang Ming put the dinner he bought on the way on Moira's table. It was now seven o'clock in the evening. For ordinary Americans, they had already finished their day's work and started enjoying private life, but for this research geek

For the devil, the day's work has just begun.

Doesn't she feel tired? Zhang Ming sometimes wonders whether Moira also has super powers. Her super power is that she doesn't need to sleep.

When the laboratory door opened, Angela saw Zhang Ming and said sheepishly: "Today's experiment is entering the final stage, you may have to wait for me for a while."

Zhang Ming said with a smile, no problem, and found a chair to sit down.

Twenty minutes later...

Zhang Ming glanced at the door of the laboratory.

thirty minutes……

He refreshed the tweet over and over again to see if there was any new content.

after an hour……

He stood up and wandered around the door of the laboratory.

"If you are curious, you can go in and have a look." Moira said without raising her head.

"Can I go in?" Zhang Ming asked, "Last time I wanted to go in and take a look, you almost beat me out with your keyboard."

"For the sake of you bringing me coffee for a week in a row." Moira raised the coffee slightly, "And the first phase of the research is coming to an end. As long as you don't touch the equipment after entering, it won't have much impact on the experiment."

"okay!"

Pushing open the mysterious door of the laboratory, the first thing you see after entering is a variety of professional equipment. The originally spacious laboratory is occupied by large equipment, leaving limited space for people to walk.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Angela turned her head, "Why did you get in?"

"Moira let me in to appreciate your experimental results." Zhang Ming said.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting for so long. I'll be fine soon."

There was a transparent sealed tank in front of Angela, with a white mouse lying inside. The poor little guy was fixed on the test bench.

She wore special gloves on her hands, and there were several wires connected to the sealing grooves under the gloves.

This glove can simulate touch through an internal pressure-sensitive device, and above the sealing groove, there is a pair of mechanical hands that follow Angela's movements and slowly approach the mouse.

The robot hand popped out a sharp scalpel and gently scratched the mouse's back, leaving a delicate wound. Then she put away the scalpel and waited for a few seconds. After the blood flowed out a little, the robot hand sprayed out at the wound.

A puff of golden gas.

"this……"

The golden gas enveloped the white mouse. It was struggling in pain and gradually settled down. The wounds on its back began to scab quickly, fell off, healed, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"It's amazing, there are even more amazing ones."

The robot hand sprayed a stream of blue gas at the recovered mouse. The trembling little guy suddenly opened his eyes, used his little paws hard, and broke free from the restraints. He jumped up, opened his mouth and bit the robot hand.

Apparently he was seeking revenge for the previous stabbing.

But less than five seconds later, the white mouse fell down and sat on the test table. The whole mouse was a little confused. With its intelligence level, it could not understand what had just happened to it.

"This is the result of your experiment?"

Angela explained to Zhang Ming: "The potion left behind by the big boss can treat people at super high speeds and greatly improve physical fitness, but it has two problems that cannot be ignored:

First, it is easy to be controlled by people with telepathy who use it. Although the big boss is dead, we are not sure if there are other people with telepathy in the world; second, after the death of the big boss, the most critical thing is missing.

"Original solution', the medicine will be consumed sooner or later."

"We made many attempts to solve these two problems. That period was really my most painful memory."

Zhang Ming remembers that when Angela first came to the laboratory, she was so tired that she would fall asleep sitting down every day, and she would talk about the experimental data while sleeping.

"Anyway, after a long time, finally, one day the goddess of luck came. In another failed experiment, we accidentally synthesized a new ingredient, and then this is what you see now."

Angela moved her fingers and sprayed out golden gas. After smelling the smell, the white mouse lay down and rolled around. It seemed that it enjoyed it very much.

"Gold can heal wounds and has a certain calming effect."

She moved her index finger again, and the robot hand sprayed blue gas.

"Blue can improve physical fitness, but it has some side effects. It can make users become impulsive."

After the introduction, Angela spread her hands, "But these are all experimental data. Since no human experiments have been done, we can only make guesses based on the existing data. Compared with the original version of Big Boss, our improved version has a limited validity time.

The effect is weak, treatment and enhancement cannot be used at the same time, etc. There are various problems, but——"

Angela showed a proud expression, "We eliminated all side effects."

She is proud of herself.

In the early stages of this research, she joined as an assistant, and Moira's expectations of her at that time were only to handle the basic data.

As the research deepened, Angela absorbed knowledge at an unimaginable speed. She went from assistant to assistant researcher, researcher, and finally became a partner recognized by Moira in just a few months.

In terms of status, she is only a senior student who has not even finished her graduation thesis.

Angela raised her head and showed an expression that said she was going to praise me.

Of course, Zhang Ming will not be stingy with praise. In fact, if their research is really successful and can be used on humans without side effects, the accidental mortality rate of humans will be greatly reduced in the future.

Imagine if golden gas is stored in a car. Once there is a car accident, the airbag will pop up together with the golden gas. Many accidents that would otherwise cause death can be sustained until the ambulance arrives.

"Come on, let's go have something to celebrate."

Zhang Ming opened the door of the laboratory as he spoke, and Angela followed him, chatting about what they were going to eat next. But as soon as they came out, they saw Colson sitting on a chair.

"Sorry, Angela, Zhang Ming may not be able to have dinner with you." Colson said apologetically.

"Emergency?" Zhang Ming asked.

"Very urgent."

Zhang Ming believed that Coulson was a good person and would not lie to him about such a thing. After apologizing to Angela, he and Coulson came to the Trident headquarters.

Director Fury sat on the chair and waited for what seemed like a long time. After seeing Zhang Ming, his first words were:

"It's time to pay the reward for Incident Z."

In the Z incident, SHIELD did a lot of things for Zhang Ming. The biggest reason why the shrewd Director Fury agreed to mess around with Zhang Ming was that Zhang Ming promised to serve as a middleman to arrange for Director Fury and Thor after the incident was over.

meeting.

This is the first formal communication between Earth and Asgard. Director Fury believes that as the first contact, he can obtain a large amount of intelligence, interests, and technology from the God Realm, and SHIELD will gain powerful allies. This is

immeasurable wealth.

For this reason, what does it mean to do a little "little favor" for Zhang Ming?

"Is this the urgent matter you are talking about? You said a few days ago that you were not ready and that you needed to wait for a while."

"The plan cannot keep up with the changes." Director Fury tilted his head, and Coulson, who had been preparing for a long time, handed a piece of information to Zhang Ming.

"A week ago, the London branch of S.H.I.E.L.D. was destroyed, and seventy-nine outstanding agents died. Before they died, they didn't even have time to leave a warning or a code word, as if death happened in an instant."

"One day later, I sent an investigation team and rushed to London. They were also wiped out."

"Two days later, I sent out the second investigation team and they were all wiped out."

"Just yesterday, Natasha led the third group of team members to London..."

Director Fury took a deep breath, and Coulson finished the rest for him: "Seven hours ago, Natasha sent her last message, and then the contact was cut off. There is no news yet."

Natasha's combat power is not top-notch, but her intelligence processing, battle situation analysis and escape ability are among the best, which can make her become so embarrassed...

After Zhang Ming thought for a few seconds, he asked: "What does that have to do with Asgard?"

"Because of the message from Natasha."

Director Fury pressed a button on the table, and a video projection appeared in mid-air. The picture was very dark, and people could barely be seen clearly. There were blood, body parts, and bullet casings everywhere. The sound was very noisy. The person filming was running and could be heard.

Rapid breathing.

"We met vampires, magicians and—"

This was Natasha's voice, but before she finished speaking, a figure flashed across the screen, followed by a thud, and the video ended.

Vampire? Magician?

what else?

"This is the last message from Natasha. I hurriedly called you here for two reasons. One is the magician Natasha said. Only you and Thor know magic among us. The other reason is...

…”

Director Fury zoomed in on the screen and saw the figure that flashed past. He was wearing a cloak, an old-fashioned suit, and his pupils were glowing red, just like the vampire depicted in the movie.

He continued to zoom in, and finally Zhang Ming saw the face of Mr. Vampire clearly.

Zhang Ming's eyes widened.

"Dior?!"

In the picture, it is the arrogant British guy I met on the cruise ship last time.