Chapter 01: Page 1
In Marvel, people are slime
Author: Fruit Wine Lake
Summary:
Look, this abomination has fifty times the protein of beef, but the taste is terrible, and it is best to just swallow it with the head.
Look, there's a lone Iron Man over there, and the reactor on his chest has an alluring aura...
Look, there's a Time Stone here, we can... The Ancient One is coming! Run, run...
Look, I captured a beautiful girl. Let’s try using my tentacles first…
He is just a weak, helpless, pitiful and greedy slime.
but……
Humans slander him as the biggest mastermind behind America and a manipulator in the shadows.
The aliens believed that he was the cruel and warlike Grand Duke of Asgard, who would destroy an entire clan if he disagreed with them.
The Mad Titan Thanos called him a mortal threat and a destined enemy.
Can this slime endure this? No!
So he took out ten full-gem infinite gloves and performed a scene of the black man carrying a coffin with his left and right hands.
(Tags: pseudo-invincible, behind-the-scenes mastermind, light-hearted and refreshing, high IQ, two female protagonists, the main wife is a great sage)
Volume 1. First Arrival
Chapter 1. At Marvel, considering killing Iron Man
This is Afghanistan.
An endless yellow desert connected to rugged rocky mountains, with some sparse weeds making it seem even more desolate and dead.
Under the scorching sun, two figures, one big and one small, sat opposite each other in a sand pit littered with messy mechanical parts.
"I'm Tony Stark."
Tony Stark, with a bloody and dusty mustache, introduced himself first.
"So, who are you?"
Tony Stark? It's him!
He is a billionaire playboy known as Iron Man and nicknamed America the Lone Walker Tony Tian.
This is Marvel, and the time point is the first Iron Man.
The little guy breathed a sigh of relief, feeling somewhat relieved and a little emotional.
This world, although full of crises, is not bad...much better than the place I stayed before.
"My name is Lemu... um... Etxeberria, Lemu Etxeberria."
Lai Mu randomly picked one of the various strange surnames and words in his mind as his own surname.
As for his original surname, it is a surname that carries a mysterious power and cannot be spoken.
The two men faced each other and looked at each other. The atmosphere at the scene was not harmonious.
Lai Mu looked Tony Stark up and down.
He was dressed in tattered clothes, had an unshaven beard, and looked very tired. He looked more like a homeless person than a billionaire.
You're in a bad state, iron man.
His upper body was covered in blood-stained clothes, and his chest looked flat, but a circle of LED lights was shining through the clothes.
That circle of LEDs is actually a small Ark reactor - a high-tech product worth hundreds of billions of dollars that is enough to lead mankind into a new era of energy.
An ordinary man who is weak and fragile but holds a treasure.
Money moves people's hearts...
Lai Mu felt the ground with his hand behind his back and quietly grasped a sharp steel part, which was a fragment that fell from Mark I.
If I kill Tony Stark here without anyone noticing, I can get a reactor and become a billionaire in an instant?
So, should we do this? This proposal seems very attractive.
Murderous intent gradually gathered in Lai Mu's amber eyes.
By the time the U.S. military comes, it will be too late...
Tony Stark was also looking at the other person, his bloodshot eyes filled with suspicion and vigilance.
The person in front of me looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old. He was wearing a strange fur coat with a white shirt underneath. His arms and calves were tied with white bandages, which was not what modern people dress like.
She had long light blue hair that was rare, just long enough to fall on her shoulders. Her face was delicate and fair, with bright eyes, white teeth, and picturesque eyebrows. Even with a little dust on her face, it was obvious that she was a beauty.
Her amber eyes looked at him, with a hint of friendliness and curiosity in them.
Is she curious about the light on my chest?
This friendly look made Stark let down his guard a little.
Tony Stark coughed uncomfortably, took off his work jacket and put it over his head to block the sun. He hissed in pain because he accidentally pulled the wound on his hand.
There was desert all around us, and it was around three or four in the afternoon, and the sun was unbearable.
After doing all this, Stark's eyes fixed on Lemu's face again, with a hint of questioning in his tone.
"So, Etxeberria, can you give me some answers?"
"When I was flying in the sky, a black hole suddenly appeared in the air, and then you fell out and hit me on the head."
"Then you used some kind of magic to keep us aloft and tore my armor apart like it was scrap."
When he spoke, he tried to make his voice sound calmer so as not to sound like an ignorant Muggle.
"Are you some weirdo who traveled through time and space from ancient times? Or are you a wizard living in the mountains? Or are you an alien who came to Earth to experience primitive life?"
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All this started ten minutes ago.
This is Afghanistan.
It is a lawless, war-torn land where kidnappings, terrorist attacks and armed conflicts are rampant.
Tony Stark, a billionaire captured by terrorists, used his intelligence and with the help of a righteous man to create the Mark I armor - the Canyon Leap suit.
Wearing his rugged Mark I, he set fire to the terrorists' ammunition cache, then flew triumphantly across the canyon.
Immediately afterwards, Lei Mu suddenly appeared in mid-air and knocked Stark down from the sky with a thud.
At this height of several hundred meters, a normal person would fall to death, even if Stark was wearing an armored suit with sand underneath to cushion the fall.
At the critical moment, a strong airflow appeared out of nowhere and lifted them up in mid-air.
After landing, Lai Mu dug out Stark, who was wearing armor and stuck in the sand, unscrewed screws and other things with his bare hands, and pulled out the wires with his bare hands, and then took Stark out.
That's right, it's done with bare hands, meaning without the aid of any tools.
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Stark asked about Lemu's origins.
To be honest, Lai Mu didn't know how to...answer him.
First, he is not a person who is very good at making up lies.
Second, he himself didn’t know how he got here.
He only knew that a long time ago, he was struck by lightning, and after waking up, he was trapped in a dark space.
It is boundless there, with no idea of time or direction. Staying there, there is no sense of touch and no need to breathe.
Perhaps hundreds of years had passed, and at some moment, a bright crack suddenly appeared in the darkness.
Lai Mu tried his best to fly there, threw himself into the gap before the light went out, and then appeared in Marvel.
After coming out, he was bumped by Stark.
Then Stark and his armor hit the sand with a thud, and Lemu hit Stark with a wow, and that was it.
The most infuriating thing is that Stark turned around and said that he was the one who hit him.
However...the body I am using now doesn't seem to be my original body.
Lai Mu squeezed his hands. His fingers were long and white, but one size smaller. He was strong enough to tear the wires apart with his bare hands.
I didn't feel any pain at all even after falling several meters from mid-air just now.
Lai Mu looked up at the sun again. He could easily look directly into it.
And staying in the desert doesn’t feel hot at all, it’s warm instead.
The most important thing is that I seem to have the ability to summon air currents, and a mechanical female voice appears in my head.
Anyway, these can all be explored later.
No matter what happened, it was a blessing to be able to get out of that dark prison-like place.
Putting aside my body, theoretically speaking, I should be considered an Earthling from a parallel universe.
So I am an earthling, and a modern one at that.
Lai Mu noticed his long light blue hair and pulled at it awkwardly, not quite used to it.
Then he looked at Stark, his eyes full of seriousness and sincerity, "Well, you guessed right, I am an alien."
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Afghanistan is to the east, more than a thousand kilometers away.
Nepal, Kamar-Taj, the mystic's base camp.