Man in Marvel, Host of Venom

Chapter 209, Haidilao expert, veteran out of touch with the times
On the coastal road, on the deep blue seabed, several strange-looking octopus robots with several metal tentacles and red-light eyes are looking for something.

In a dark laboratory in New York City, Doctor Octopus was watching the vision and actions of these robots through the big screen in front of him.

This is Doctor Octopus's octopus robot. The purpose of cruising the seabed is to find the Monument of Time left here. He has been working hard for two months.

He started calculating from those news media videos of armed helicopters falling into the water. After adding the speed of the water and other factors, he determined a rough landing point on the seabed. He then used this as a prototype to gradually search outwards.

In the first few days, there were still many expedition teams and non-governmental spontaneous teams came to salvage and search, but because there were no results, so now only Dr. Octopus is left.

He was very interested in this stone tablet full of mysterious power. He originally wanted to wait for Silverman's people to bring him back and study it carefully, but he didn't expect that guy Iron Head was too useless. Sent himself to prison.

In this case, he can only get it by himself, and he can also get 1 million funding from Silverman. Because of the strength of the iron head, Silverman has to rely on Dr. Octopus again to get this piece of money. Stone tablet.

But now it is sunk at the bottom of the sea, and no one can guarantee that he will get it, so Silverman has already given up half of his heart. He can only scold Tietou for this, blaming the other party for his poor ability to do things. It's so bad, I couldn't get it twice, and now I'm sent to jail.

The iron head has disappointed Silverman too many times. Originally, Silverman should have used his relationship to fish out the iron head, but this time Silverman wanted to wait, he didn't want to spend too much time on a trash. Spending too much energy and money.

Seeing that Silverman was so eager to get the stele, Doctor Octopus became even more interested in the stele. Through Silverman, Doctor Octopus also learned more about the legend of the stele.

After all, Silverman also hoped that after finding the device, Doctor Octopus could help study its specific usage, so he didn't hide anything.

"I really want to see you sooner, my dear Monument of Time." Doctor Octopus muttered while controlling the Octopus robot to perform metal detection.

There are a lot of things sunk at the bottom of the sea, including a lot of metal products, so the error rate of searching this way is quite high, but there is no other good way. Doctor Octopus can only increase his efforts and add more robots.

"Drip! Drip! Drip! Drip!"

An octopus robot discovered another metal product. According to the set program, it automatically determined its location and then began to dig. This time the metal product was shown to be buried under the sand on the seabed.

The robot's tentacles touched the hard shell with just a few gentle touches. As it moved, the shape of the metal product was gradually revealed.

When the object gets closer to the image of the target object set in the program, Dr. Octopus will be reminded in the background.

At this time, Doctor Octopus noticed the metal products found by the robot.

The dim sea water and the remembered sand reduced the visibility. Doctor Octopus manipulated the robot to turn on the bright searchlight, and then waited for a while, waiting for the sand to settle down by itself.

After the field of vision was cleaned again, Dr. Zhang Yu also saw the metal product clearly.

A long, alloy safe, this is the Monument of Time he was looking for.

After confirming that the target object had been found, other octopus robots also swam over, then put their tentacles on the alloy safe, and then dragged the heavy safe upstream.

In the laboratory, Doctor Octopus's laughter was echoing in this space, and he finally found this treasure.

Slightly suppressing the joy in his heart, Doctor Octopus also opened the door and left the laboratory. This thing was so important that he had to take it over personally.

On the streets of Manhattan, the weather is still sunny today. Two months have passed since the racing competition. Although summer is coming to an end, the weather is still not getting colder.

Steve Rogers was sitting outside a coffee shop, staring at the clear sky in a daze.

He was wearing a somewhat old-fashioned plaid shirt, and a brown jacket was still on the chair next to him.

Although his dress is very old-fashioned, with his handsome appearance and strong figure, this old-fashioned look does not look too dazzling. Instead, it makes people wonder whether he is wearing something retro on purpose.

Steve Rogers just stared at the sky in a daze. Although he behaved a little strangely, there were still young girls who approached him and wanted his phone number or other contact information.

"Sorry, I don't have a phone number. As for the software you mentioned, I don't have any software. To be honest, I don't have a mobile phone yet." Steve said sincerely and seriously.

Faced with such an answer, the young girl looked in disbelief at first, and then felt that she was being played. She glared at him angrily and left with a dark face, muttering something in her mouth. It doesn't sound like a nice thing to say.

Seeing such a situation again, Steve scratched his head in embarrassment.

This was already the third time. Every time he finished explaining his reasons, the girls who wanted to contact him felt like they were being tricked. Some even looked around to see if anyone was filming nearby, leaving him confused. .

"If telling the truth hurts, maybe I should tell a white lie."

"But what should I say?" Steve took a sip of his coffee, thought about it and shook his head.

As an old antique who just woke up from a deep sleep, he is so out of touch with this era that he doesn't even know how to tell a reasonable lie.

Maybe he shouldn't have woken up at all, had been sleeping in the ice and snow, and died like a legend, as everyone thought.

Instead of waking up like now, in an era where he is not needed and does not belong to him.

His legendary story has come to an end, and that glorious, war-torn era has also ended. Captain America has become a thing of the past. He is like a condensed remnant of that era, wandering here, dangling and having nowhere to settle.

Thinking of this, Steve also sighed and stopped being in a daze, drank all the coffee left in the cup in one go and stood up.

He first put on sunglasses and then a hat, and left the cafe again with a brown jacket, slowly joining the raging crowd.

(End of this chapter)