MTL - Son God Marvel-Chapter 17 Agents should pay more

"Murst, how are you doing there?" When the Zhou Yi appeared, he watched the full-time live broadcast of the Brooklyn Bridge, and Hill Commander quickly called Barbara to sneak into the mission. Morse.

At this point, the danger on the Brooklyn Bridge has basically been controlled by Zhou Yi. Seeing this scene, Hill Commander knew that the time to retreat was here.

"Sir, I have checked the computer, the vault and the possible places. I only found a suspicious place. In the basement, I still need some time!" Morstham responded.

"There is no time, the target is returning. The mission is terminated and immediately left there." Hill Commander issued an order to evacuate.

For this, Molster turned his eyes and responded helplessly.

"Understood, sir. I will evacuate now." She said, she packed up her own traces and quietly withdrew from Zhouyi's villa.

Just as she pulled out of the villa, Zhou Yi had quietly returned to the underground laboratory from the Cross-Harbour Tunnel.

"Medusa, lift the armor." Under the order of Zhou Yi, the nano-metals slowly retracted into the external equipment like flowing mercury. And those robotic arms have also begun to operate, unloading the outside world from Zhouyi.

Twisting his neck, Zhou Yi asked: "Medusa, the size of the Dawn type can continue to shrink, I don't want to run around with these strange parts anytime, anywhere."

"Mr., in terms of the self-compression ability of Alpha Nano Metal Seven, there is still much room for improvement in the dawn type, but this will lead to a significant decline in the protection of the dawn type. I do not recommend this modification."

"To what extent can it be compressed, and to what extent the protective capacity will drop, show it to me."

Medusa immediately mobilized the holographic image and showed a wider metal wristband in front of Zhou Yi. There is also a Dawn-type hologram that simulates the damage under different impact forces.

"According to the calculation, the maximum compression of alpha nanometals is to compress the dawn type to 0.0000012 cubic meters, which is equivalent to the size of two watches. But to this extent, the nano armor's dress layer is too thin. The maximum impact force is only 7,400 pounds. It is only one-seventeenth of the original."

“One tenth of the size, the protection is so much reduced?” Zhou Yi is somewhat dissatisfied with this situation.

“Because there is no equipment, in order to form the shape, most of the nano-metals will be shaped on the model. There is only a minimum coverage in other parts,” Medusa explained in detail.

"Medusa, save the file, to produce the dawn type II with this standard. In addition, the research direction of the next type of nano metal is increased, and the degree of compression continues to increase."

"Yes, sir. It has already been recorded. It takes 15 hours to complete the Dawn 2 production. Is there any other demand?"

"Take the compressed mold into a watch, it doesn't look too different." Zhou Yi said that the door was pushed open, and with the departure of Zhou Yi, the lab fell into darkness, and only the sound of the machine was still ringing. .

The Zhouyi Manor Villa is strictly two-tiered. The underground laboratory is completely controlled by Medusa. On the ground is the private space of Zhouyi. He is not like Tony. Like Stark, even daily life relies on Jarvis to complete. He prefers the feeling of doing it himself, so the layout of the villa on the ground is the classic style.

The old-fashioned solid wood bar in the living room, soft and thick brown sofa, and the wall is covered with landscape oil paintings from different artists. Spacious lawns and gardens, plus a bright pool. The entire villa is filled with warm tones. This is Zhou Yi’s impression of home.

In contrast, the pure white style of Tony's family, the cold machinery everywhere, makes Zhou Yi not like it very much. In fact, only Tony, a strangely talented person, has this hobby.

Looking at the time, the sky is already a bit gray. At 4:20 pm, the difference is just the time to consider what to eat for dinner. Zhou Yi, who had some ideas, opened the refrigerator and then closed the door of the refrigerator with a poor face.

He forgot a very important thing. It’s been less than two weeks since I came back. Most of the time I was outside, he didn’t have time to prepare ingredients. The refrigerator was so horrible that the last few eggs and a bottle of milk were eaten by the pizza when he was breakfast.

It is obviously not likely that there will be inventory in the villas that are hired by temporary workers to clean up regularly and without professional servants.

"Damn, I just want to eat a dumpling." On the aspect of eating, Zhou Yi has always been more paranoid, and he can't change what he has identified. He must eat if he wants to eat. For example, if you want to eat dumplings this evening, you must make dumplings to eat.

Zhou Yi, who was forced to get sick from obsessive-compulsive disorder, has opened the door of the garage and took out the key. Just as he was about to leave, Super Vision made him see something weird.

There are a total of eight cars in the garage of Zhouyi. In addition to the Audi ZERO from Tony and the Hummer that was driven by Orolo, there is also a Lamborghini, a Bugatti Veyron. Two Ferraris, one Bentley. And the Cadillac SUV for daily shopping and a custom-made locomotive from Dodge.

Although there are a lot of luxury cars, but to tell the truth, in addition to the custom locomotive Zhou Yi really does not care very much. I haven’t managed to manage it for more than a year. When I came back, there was naturally a lot of dust on the car.

Interestingly, he found that the dust on the car was a bit wrong. Although it has been handled very carefully, there is still a certain difference in the thickness of the dust.

At this time, Zhou Yi naturally understood that someone had touched his private territory. Although he knew that there were agents to monitor himself, he did not expect that someone would swear that he was not coming in.

As a person with a strong sense of territory, Zhou Yi naturally would not like someone to break into his own territory, so he directly opened his super vision and began to search for suspicious people around him. He believes that those who are indifferent have no ability to break into their own research labs, and they will certainly continue to lurk in the absence of useful information.

The suspicious people around are the lurking guys.

Under the influence of super vision, most of the occlusions have lost their effect. Whether it is cement walls, steel metal or clothes. Every time you turn on your super vision, Zhou Yi will see something that should not be seen. So most of the time he will converge on this ability and only use it if there is a need.

The sights swept across the streets and nearby houses. Zhou Yi soon noticed a lot of suspicious guys. One of the most noteworthy is sitting in the car while staring at the map and staring at Barbara in the direction of his home. Morse. Of course, the reason why Zhou Yi pays attention to her, said before, super vision. .

After looking at this more obvious goal for a little while, Zhou Yi smiled and felt a lot better. With a joke, Zhou Yi opened the garage and drove Cadillac to leave the villa.

Directly drive to Barbara. Next to the vehicle where Molster worked, Zhou Yi got off the bus and knocked on her window. Looking at the stunned tall blonde beauty, shaking the window glass, he asked directly.

"This unknown lady, I think you sneak into my home?" Although it is a question, but hard life was said to be affirmative statement.

And Barbara. Morse heard this and just pulled out a smile with a sardonic smile.

"This unnamed gentleman, is it really good to talk to a lady in this strange way?"

Without paying attention to the role of the Ms. Agent, Zhou Yi just continued to make his own unilateral statement.

"Who do you serve, CIA, FBI? No, it is impossible to find me with the capabilities of these two institutions. So what is the strategy bureau that can't remember the name?"

Morst's work was suddenly a glimpse, but he still refused to change his face.

"Sir, do you think that you can attract a lady with a strange agent game, or you are still a high school student who is immersed in the fantasy world."

Zhou Yi shrugged his shoulders and reached out. Molster only felt a slight discomfort in his ears, and then he was horrified to discover that the hidden micro-communication device in his ear had been lifted in the palm of his hand.

"This is your contact, I have received its signal source, it seems that you and the guys in the sky are a group. So the six people lurking around are also with you?"

At this level, the Morse workers who could not be installed could only nod.

"I didn't expect this target to be a special ability. My mission has failed. But I will not disclose any information."

When it comes to this, Morse has closed his mouth.

Zhou Yi smiled and licked the glass of the window. Under his strength, the glass was easily smashed into dust like chalk dust. This force caused the pupil of Molster to shrink slightly. Zhou Yi, who showed his strength, said to her.

"I don't want anyone to bother my life, especially those who can't talk in their own organization. So I don't want to get any information and assurance from you. Now, get off and go."

After Zhou Yi showed his strength and speed, Barbara. Morse wisely chose to listen. Of course, she was waiting for the opportunity to escape or wait for the rescue.

Look at Barbara. Morse got on the bus and Zhou Yi went straight to the nearest shopping market.

In the parking lot of the shopping market, Zhou Yi was facing Barbara. Morse smiled.

"Excellent A-grade beef 20 pounds, part of the small ribs, four French blue lobsters, extra large. Then come a few pounds of New Zealand crayfish. Two dozen eggs, and finally a bigger squid, this is your own Let it be fresh enough."

Until this time, Barbara. Morse looked at Zhou Yi incredibly, probably already stunned by his approach.

When Zhou Yi drove, she already guessed how she would be treated. Forced torture, hypnosis and brainwashing, and even more brutal abuse are also her expectations, but she did not expect Zhou Yi to actually take her to the supermarket to shop, and it seems that she still wants to buy.

"What's going on, troublesome speed. Don't tell me that you as an agent don't even have the money to buy ingredients."

When he heard this, Barbara rolled his eyes again. What you want is not a general ingredient, even a high-paying professional like a special agent feels sore for a meal.

However, Barbara has not yet become acquainted with the truth and Zhou Yi to ask for money, just simply got off the bus and walked toward the shopping market.

Zhou Yi took the camera door. When Barbara turned around, he said, "Hey, Agent. I know that you want to find a chance to start or wait for a rescue. But believe me, you better not do this." Because there is no use, you won't have any other choices before I agree to leave. You can ask your boss for proof. Finally, tell you a little, slow down. I will return in an hour. Here."

Look at Barbara. Morse blew a whistle after stretching a smile and turning away. Continue to drive, this time Zhou Yi went to a small supermarket selling Chinese specialties.

About half an hour later, Zhou Yi parked the car in front of a small supermarket called Mr. Liu's food store. The owner is a Liu and his son who have been in the United States for two generations because of the many relationships in China and the reason for having a private farm in New York State. The father and son opened this small food supermarket, mainly dealing with various kinds of sauces and unique ingredients in China, including rare ingredients. Of course, the main focus is on crops on your own farm.

As the rich class of the farmer, the owner Liu Lao usually only comes to the store when the weather is good, and Mr. Liu will only check the situation at the end of the month. Therefore, the store is generally responsible for the cashier hired.

This time is no exception. The shop is looking after a Chinese-American girl who seems to be still in high school. It is estimated that Mr. Liu Lao is a student who has been working hard to take care of his compatriots.

Smiling at the girl and nodded, Zhou Yi himself selected the ingredients. The bamboo shoots and bamboo rafts, fungus, yam, white radish, shiitake mushrooms, and some pine sprevers and monkey mushrooms are not worth the air. Of course, there are also things that are not easily found in the United States, such as shallots, coriander, and tofu produced by Liujia Farm. The most important things are rice noodles, soy sauce, sweet sauce and bean paste. In addition, Zhou Yi also got a Chinese chicken that was raised in a farm and prepared for soup.

After buying and selling a lot of things that were enough to fill the kitchen, after the busy little girl, Zhou Yicai put things in the trunk and drove back to the supermarket.

When he returned there, Barbara. Morse had already waited for a long time. This time has passed more than an hour.