Chapter 110 Real Strengthening

Seeing the craftsmen walking out, Bai Ye directly controlled the soles of the Hulkbuster mecha to spit fire and fly up. Those wearing bipedal mechas couldn't help but widen their eyes in surprise. Their mechas couldn't do this.

They held the weapons in their hands tightly and subconsciously pointed their guns at Bai Ye, but then, at the slightest signal from the craftsman, they put down their weapons one after another.

The Hulkbuster mecha landed gently in front of these people, and the sound of metal footsteps seemed 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 cast on the surface of the mecha, examining every inch of metal detail, as if he was silently talking to this huge mechanical creature, exchanging some kind of information.

"Is this vibranium?" the craftsman suddenly asked, raising his eyebrows.

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. .

When the mecha flew closer, he saw that the already extremely powerful Hulkbuster mecha actually had a layer of vibranium, and he gave up the idea of ​​starting a fight to drive away the intruders.

Also, did that person just mention some Avengers and Clint Barton?

"Yes, that's it." Bai Ye raised a hand and knocked on his breastplate, making a crisp metallic sound, as if to confirm the power of the mecha. Then he looked at the distance and just got off the aircraft, wondering if he should The coming Eagle Eye 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 closer, he frowned slightly, moved his lips, and raised the corners of his mouth. He tried to make a very enthusiastic expression and shouted loudly: "Artisan! My old friend." He pretended to hug him.

"No need." The craftsman raised a hand with a cold face to stop the eagle eye. There was a hint of indifference in his eyes that refused to let others get involved, as if he didn't want to get too emotionally involved.

Seeing Clint scratching his head and not moving forward or back, he nodded and said, "We only knew that we had each other back then, so there was 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 shook his head with a smile and gently opened his helmet, "Protection? Of course not."

The craftsman 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 the manpower and intelligence. As long as we work together, it will be no problem to remove the Red Skull and the others."

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

The craftsman touched the red band on his forehead and lowered his head as he spoke. All the past experiences came to his mind again at this moment.

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

Only after searching for several years, paying huge casualties, and watching those old friends who had narrowly escaped death at gunpoint, did he learn that Mysterio 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 guarding the three-quarter acre of land.

"Sorry, buddy, it looks like you can kill those villains by yourself without me." Before he finished speaking, the craftsman waved his hand, turned around and led the people away.

He only came here to confirm whether the visitor was a threat. Since it was not an enemy invasion, he could leave.

"Isn't it true that empty words are 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 conclusive 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 mecha beside him, a little bewildered, and asked in surprise.

"Of course not, why would I do that." Bai Ye spread his hands helplessly, "I just want him to see where we come from and what we have done so far."

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 another reality, the suffering the Earth had endured in just a few days dwarfed what he had seen in forty years.

Those man-eating zombies wander around the city streets, devouring innocent lives wantonly. People's screams, cries of fear and wailing fill the streets, forming a terrifying picture.

After the scene of the zombies sweeping away receded, the craftsman's mind resurfaced a series of actions that Bai Ye and his party took after they came to this world.

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 subtle excitement in his voice, "What do you want me to help you build?"

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 the user to move across the battlefield like lightning, lift heavy objects with ease, and resist attacks from any direction."

"Power armor."

I got home late today, so I will continue to do more updates tomorrow.