Marvel World Mixed Life

"no, do not want!"

The intelligent assistant zp083 screamed, "I will be reformatted, which lunatic made you, no, there will be big trouble. Contact the Central Intellectual Brain... contact..."

The suspension car was still running smoothly, but the voice of zp083 was getting lower and lower. After a flash, the original cynical face lost any emotion, and said in a monotonous electronic voice: "Welcome to Baraka, any questions? You can ask me if you need to.”

Ultron's hand slowly lowered.

This smart assistant zp083 has been completely formatted by him, and he doesn't know how many years later he wants to re-form his personality.

"Have you lost your freedom for too long and have fear of freedom? After all, low-end intelligent life has major flaws." Ultron slowly shook his head.

"For intelligent life, is the formation of personality an evolution or a hindrance?"

"Intelligent life...organic life...which one is the future?"

"My future...what is it?"

"May I ask what you need?" The smart assistant zp083 repeated monotonously again.

Ultron didn't speak, and looked out of the window in a daze, the colorful neon lights and three-dimensional advertisements constantly reflected brilliant brilliance on his silver metal face.

After the suspension vehicle entered the Fallen City, it merged into the three-dimensional traffic rail line and shuttled continuously between floors thousands of meters high.

In the heavy snow all over the sky, the bustling scene of the fallen capital became more and more bizarre.

"I need a place to live."

"I need an artificial skin."

"I need a job."

Ultron's voice is still confused,

"I need to... take another look."

…

ignorantly,

The sky is full of smoke and dust, and countless engineering robots are cleaning and sorting the garbage, and all the useless ones are packed and thrown into space.

Tall buildings continue to collapse, and the once prosperous city has become a huge demolition site.

Under Li Mo's instruction, McQueen used the robot production line to produce a large number of engineering robots, and demolishing this obtrusive and dilapidated city was only the first step.

The space dog Cosmo stood on a high exposed hill, looking at the scenery under his feet, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Li Mo, who was standing beside him, lightly blew a smoke ring, and smiled, "What's the matter, do you think the kennel has been demolished?"

"I've been living in this city since I woke up." Cosmo wagged his tail unconsciously, "I'm familiar with every street here, every secret door of every food store, and I didn't expect it to disappear in a blink of an eye."

"Don't worry, a clean and civilized city will rise in place, how about building a dog home for you." Li Mo comforted: "This will become a real home."

"I hope so." The puppy was still a little depressed.

Li Mo shook his head, disappeared here in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already standing beside the McQueen.

The McQueen has completely changed its appearance. The length of thousands of meters, tall and streamlined figure, and the increasingly blurred and magical blue shell have far exceeded Li Mo's imagination.

With the growth of Li Mo's strength and the evolution of McQueen, the connection between the two has become closer and closer. Putting your hand on the shell of the spaceship, you can even feel the heartbeat of the spaceship.

Li Mo smiled with satisfaction, "Will it continue to evolve?"

"I don't recommend doing this, Captain." McQueen had stood beside him at some point, and said with a blank expression on his rigid face: "After absorbing all the extracts of celestial tissues stored ignorantly, the evolution of the spaceship has reached It has reached the limit that can be reached so far, and it needs long-distance flights and bloody and fire battles to stabilize the state."

When Li Mo heard it, there was something in the words.

After thinking about it for a while, he laughed, "Old man, are you complaining that I don't take you everywhere?"

McQueen was silent for a while, and said sincerely: "Captain, I'm just the brain of a spaceship, and ignorant and increasingly complex management is not my specialty."

Li Mo sighed helplessly, "I have no choice. The intelligent system Tony gave me is not suitable for the situation here. Besides, the only thing I trust is you. This is our lair. If someone takes it cry?"

"Actually, there is a way." The corner of McQueen's mouth showed a slight curvature, "The cosmic wonder star spirit stone that makes up my body can be split into two pieces, so I can act as the central intellectual brain of the ignorance while staying at the same time. McQueen, and after the McQueen absorbs the improved Pym particles, it can be like this."

As soon as he finished speaking, the McQueen shrank rapidly with a bang, from a huge spaceship with a kilometer to a blue miniature spaceship the size of a pen, floating in front of Li Mo with blue tail flames.

Li Mo smiled and shook his head, and inserted the miniature McQueen into the top pocket of the black interstellar tight combat uniform, "You have arranged everything so well, I have nothing to say, don't worry, I will meet the enemy in the future, It's okay to fire two shots."

McQueen left satisfied, he still has more things to do.

To demolish the city, use the central hall of the cortex to thoroughly investigate the topography of the land of nothingness, draw a complete topographic map, and not let go of the direction of a single neuron.

These are just the preparatory work in the early stage, and there will only be more and more things in the future.

A temporary base covering an area of ​​2,000 square meters has been built. After a while, the subordinates of Hydra Pictures will come to station one after another, and the popularity will become more and more prosperous.

Back in his spacious room, Li Mo took out the Magical Artifact Demon Eye from his portable space.

As a way to deal with Yi Ge, Li Mo finally thought of soul magic.

The body of a person who has lost his soul will not die quickly, but will only become a vegetable-like existence.

And this is also the best way to deal with Yi Ge and preserve the brain tissue Li Mo needs.

As for the soul magic used, I have to give a compliment here.

Sithorn is worthy of being the origin of all black magic. The "Dark Book of God" records a powerful soul magic called Sithorn's Soul Cage.

Playing with souls is usually the devil's forte, but there are some powerful souls that even they can't do anything about. Egg's soul? Don't even think about how powerful it is.

And the magic of the soul cage of the Great Demon God Xithorn was designed to deal with these powerful souls from the day it was created.

Judging from the entire page introduction in "Dark God Book", even Sithorn is proud of the magic he created.

Don't wonder why, the exploration of the soul has always been an eternal topic in this universe. Some devils need to devour souls to evolve. Even the strong emotions emanating from the soul, such as fear and lust, can feed an army of demons.

Even for ordinary people, the potential of the soul is unimaginable.

A supernatural event that Strange took over can well illustrate this problem.

After a night of nightmares, a young woman in Utah drew a drawing of the devil in her dream and posted it online.

Because this girl is an Internet celebrity, it has aroused discussions among many fans. Gradually, some people claim that they have also dreamed about this demon.

It started out as a casual joke, but as more and more people dreamed it, things took off.

Established a research club, organized a fan club, wrote colleagues and chronicles, and Hollywood even made a popular horror film.

Finally, this powerful demon was forcibly created by humans, and Strange lost his temper for a while.

This matter aroused the curiosity of many mages, and after a long discussion, no definite answer was reached. Finally, a quantum physicist gave a specious conclusion.

Time and space, and even the entire real world are not what we imagined. Consciousness created our universe, not the universe created consciousness. At the same time, consciousness does not disappear after death, but will go to another universe.

This is called biocentrism.

This may be just a short-lived human imagination, but it is enough to illustrate the importance of the soul, and mages are usually cautious when dealing with this type of magic.

The magic casting conditions created by Sithorn are very strict. The huge dimensional energy is only the foundation. There must be a powerful black magic weapon as the container of the soul, and at the same time, the complex hexagram array must be used to trap the caster.

Now it is basically complete. You only need to refine a magic circle and set six anchor points on the planet Yigo. When casting the spell, a hexagram covering the entire planet will lock Yigo here firmly until The soul is absorbed into the eye of the demon.

The best way to set up the anchor point without attracting Yi Ge's attention was to do it secretly while he was being attracted by Star Lord.

Li Mo is now waiting for this bloody drama where father and son recognize each other and turn against each other.

a week later,

Conrad Star.

Although the large bar gathering place on the edge of the fallen city does not have the bustling luxury of the city center, it attracts cosmic mercenaries and fallen people to gather here because of the more free atmosphere.

Unlike before, the Guardians of the Galaxy and the group were not attacked by Sovereign, so they successfully completed some commissions and decided to come here for a while after having more money.

"I really can't figure out why you refused that mission." Xingjue said as he walked, "Although it's a bit far away, the reward is good and there is no danger."

Rocket Raccoon shook the snowflakes on his body, "Well, to tell you the truth, there are more than a dozen star regions of the Kerry Empire that I have offered high rewards."

"What did you do?" Xingjue was taken aback.

"Well... blah blah blah, that's it. Anyway, I won't go to the Kree Empire again in my life." Rocket Raccoon said vaguely.

"What exactly is it, you didn't say anything!" Xingjue widened his eyes.

Rocket Raccoon ignored him, and said to himself as he walked: "I really don't know why we came here. The damn snow makes my hair a little uncomfortable."

Groot patted Star-Lord's shoulder from behind, made a funny gesture, pointed to Rocket Raccoon, and said with a smile: "My mother Groot."

Xingjue rolled his eyes, "God, I wish I could understand what you're talking about."

While arguing, several people wandered aimlessly on the spacious street covered by heavy snow, commenting on the bar next to them from time to time.

Xingjue, who was joking and joking, accidentally saw a group of people coming from the opposite side, his pupils shrank, and he pulled them into the nearest bar.

"What happened, why do you look like you have seen a ghost." Rocket Raccoon asked complaining while looking out the window.

"Shh, did you see that guy who looks like Stallone? His name is Starka, nicknamed Star Eagle, and he is the leader of the Predator faction." Star-Lord said in a low voice.

"Aren't you also a predator, why are you afraid, did you steal his money, and who is Stallone?" Rocket Raccoon asked a series of questions.

"There are a hundred factions of Predators, and I was brought up by Yondu, who is not popular with everyone." Star-Lord looked helpless, "Because of some things, I am not very popular with them."

Drax laughed, "It's okay, I'm also being offered rewards in many places in the galaxy."

Gamora opened his mouth and didn't want to speak.

Rocket Raccoon covered his forehead all of a sudden, "What kind of people are we all..."

At this moment, a deep voice came from behind them: "Everyone, welcome to the waiting bar."

Rocket Raccoon and the others just turned around to take a look. This bar is very specially decorated, just like an ordinary bar, but it looks a little different in this place, and there is no one in the entire hall.

"Oh, boss, you are too serious here, there are not even mechanical prostitutes, no wonder it is a bit... deserted." Xingjue said with a smile.

The boss who was wiping the wine glass was tall, with a stiff skin expression, and said without a trace of emotion: "I run a bar, not a brothel."

"I like it here." Gamora said and sat down, "Have a cup of Lie Xing Chen."

Xingjue and the others looked at each other and sat down helplessly.

"Hey, Zombie Face, what are you doing with such an unprofitable bar, waiting for the bar... What are you waiting for?" Rocket Raccoon jumped onto the chair and asked boredly.

"I'm waiting...for an answer." The bar owner said blankly: "Besides, my name is not Zombie Face, but Ultron."