A Journey of American Comics Starting from the Zombie Universe

Chapter 110 Real Strengthening

Seeing the craftsman walk out, Bai Ye directly manipulated the soles of the anti-Hulk mechas to breathe fire and flew up, making those wearing bipedal mechas widen their eyes in surprise, their mechas couldn't do this.

They held the weapons in their hands tightly, and subconsciously aimed their guns at Bai Ye, but then, with a slight signal from the craftsman, they all put down the weapons in their hands.

The anti-Hulk mecha lightly landed in front of these people, and the sound of metal footsteps was particularly heavy in the silent night.

The huge figure of the mecha cast a shadow. At the same time, the craftsman slowly approached, squinting slightly as if trying to adapt to the bright light reflected on the surface of the mecha.

His gaze was projected on the surface of the mecha, inspecting every inch of metal details, as if he was silently talking to this huge mechanical creature, exchanging some kind of information.

"Is this Zhenjin?" The craftsman suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked.

His mutant ability also plays a role in perception. From his vision, he can observe the kinetic and potential energy existing in machine creations.

This allows the craftsman to instinctively understand and understand any machine or technical equipment within his visual range, so the moment he sees the Hulkbuster mecha from a distance, he already knows that the boys under him are no match for the comer. .

It wasn't until the mecha flew close that he realized that there was actually a layer of vibrating metal on the already powerful anti-Hulk mecha, and he even gave up the idea of ​​going to war to drive away the invaders.

Did the other guy just mention the Avengers, and Clint Barton?
"That's right, that's it." Bai Ye raised a hand and tapped on his breastplate, making a crisp metallic sound, as if confirming the strength of the mecha, and then just got off the aircraft in the distance, wondering if it should be Eagle Eye who came over waved, "This way!"

Eagle Eye hesitated for a moment, then stepped towards Bai Ye and the craftsman, while Wanda kept her head in the air without getting off the aircraft.

When he got close, he frowned slightly, moved his lips, raised the corners of his mouth, tried to make a very enthusiastic expression, and then shouted: "Craftsman! My old friend." He pretended to hug him.

"No." The craftsman raised a hand with a cold face, and stopped the eagle eyes. There was a trace of indifference in his eyes, as if he didn't want to get too emotionally involved.

Seeing that Clint scratched his head and didn't move forward, he nodded and said, "We only knew each other back then, so there's no need to pretend to be old friends."

"Let me tell you clearly, why did you come to my shelter? It doesn't look like this equipment needs my protection." As he spoke, the craftsman looked at the silver-white mecha and the Moon Knight aircraft in the distance.

It is no exaggeration to say that these armed forces can walk sideways in the wasteland.

Hearing the craftsman's words, Bai Ye smiled and shook his head, and gently opened the helmet, "Protection? Of course not."

The artisan narrowed his eyes, waiting for further explanation.

After scanning the surrounding scenery and then returning to the old man with a red band on his forehead, Bai Ye said slowly: "We are here to seek cooperation. You have the ability to build machines."

"And we have manpower and intelligence. As long as we work together, we can get rid of the Red Skulls."

"Really? In the past 40 years, countless guys who wanted to play heroes have risen up, but the results have not been good."

The craftsman touched the red bandage on his forehead, lowered his head and said, all kinds of past experiences reappeared in his heart at this moment.

After the Day of Fall, he found out what happened between the X-Men and Wolverine, so he formed a team to seek revenge on Mysterio.

It was only after searching for several years, paying huge casualties, and seeing those old friends who had escaped by chance dying at gunpoint, that he learned that the mysterious guest had died at the hands of the Red Skull—President Skull didn’t want him to There is such an unstable factor around me.

Then came the days of being disheartened and hiding in the Indian reservation to guard the one-third of an acre of land.

"Sorry, buddies, it looks like you can finish killing those villains by yourself, without me." Before the words finished, the artisan waved his hand, turned around and led the people away.

He came here just to confirm whether the visitor was a threat, and since it wasn't an enemy invasion, he could leave.

"Empty talk is really not convincing Wanda?"

Bai Ye sighed, and looked at the Scarlet Witch in the distance, hoping that she could use her ability to give the craftsman a definite answer.

"Wanda? Aren't you already dead?" Hearing his voice calling Wanda, the craftsman turned his head away in surprise, but he stopped abruptly before he finished speaking, because a red light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

This red light not only appeared in the eyes of the craftsman, but also spread to his entourage.This red light gradually formed a faint halo, surrounding them.

"You want to 'purify' them too?" Eagle Eyes looked at the Hulkbuster beside him in surprise and asked in surprise.

"Of course not, why would I do that." Bai Ye spread his hands helplessly, "Just let him see where we came from and what we have done up to now."

Wanda wouldn't be willing to do things like brainwashing, but using telepathy to transmit memories.Even Professor

After a while, the red light gradually dissipated, and the craftsman and his entourage returned to the real world. His eyes were a little blurred, as if he was still immersed in the memory just now.

In an alternate reality, the suffering that Earth has experienced in just a few days dwarfs what he has seen for 40 years.

Those human-eating zombies are wandering in the streets of the city, wantonly devouring innocent lives, and people's screams, cries of fear and wailing permeate the streets, forming a terrifying picture.

After the scene of the zombies sweeping away faded away, a series of actions of Bai Ye and his party after they came to this world appeared in the craftsman's mind.

Zemo died in a wheelchair, Magneto was killed, and the super soldiers repaired by venom.

"I, I." The craftsman felt his head was a little dizzy, and he gently stroked his head, "I saw what you went through."

"Maybe. I mean maybe this time can really change everything." He said slowly, with a hint of excitement in his voice, "What do you want me to build for you?"

When he heard the answer he wanted, the corners of Bai Ye's mouth raised. He raised a hand and let his fingers gently outline in the air.

"Imagine a weapon that allows users to move across the battlefield like lightning, easily lift heavy objects, and resist attacks from any direction."

"Power armor."

　I went home late today, and I will continue to do more tomorrow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)