Superman

Howard found a pipe and exhaled a mouthful of blue mist.

For him, nicotine aids thinking.

"Even if Kang the Conqueror is a future man in the 42nd century, it doesn't feel that easy to defeat Superman, and Luke doesn't even have a chance to escape. It's the most impossible situation to be wiped out directly. "

Howard never doubted Superman's strength.

Luke Cavill, the young lieutenant general and the leader of S.H.I.E.L.D., his strength is based on victories one after another, not false propaganda or exaggerated rumors.

Those opponents who ended up miserable, such as Red Skull, Aryan Superman in Berlin, Namor, Lord of Atlantis, Sebastian Shaw, Black King of Hellfire Club, etc.

They use their own experience to tell others that if you are against Superman and become an enemy, there is often no good juice to eat.

"Mr. Stark, if you think about it in the worst direction, it is very likely that the director has encountered some kind of bad situation. From the strength he showed, it is enough to ignore 90.00% of the fatal dangers. Find a strong enemy on the planet that can defeat Superman."

"But Kang the Conqueror comes from the 42nd century. He has all kinds of high-tech weapons. He may not be able to erase Superman from the physical level, but what if the killing is replaced by imprisonment or exile?"

Nick Fury boldly guessed.

"It is possible. Anyway, it is more reliable than the answer given by Mr. President. It is the evil plan of the Soviets."

Howard nodded, approving of the dark-skinned lad.

"Mr. President said that the disappearance of Superman is actually an evil plan of the Soviets."

Nick Fury thought of the uncredible speech on the TV.

Howard picked up a mocking smile, and said softly: "Yes, the Soviets are afraid of Superman's strength, and worry that one day, Luke will fall from the sky and appear in the Kremlin, and then drag those people out and hang them in the Kremlin. Red Square is to prevent the imbalance between the Eastern and Western camps, and to prevent the expansion of the United States to dominate the world."

"So, the Soviets prepared this raid plan."

"Ostensibly to assassinate the president, the real target is Superman."

The corner of Nick Fury's mouth twitched, he finally saw the shameless face of a politician.

It is estimated that the red bear didn't know what happened. The man was planting corn in Siberia, and the black pot fell on the top of his head.

"But how did the Soviets get rid of Superman?"

Nick Fury thinks this excuse for dumping the pot is very clumsy, but that is Superman, the god of the new era.

In North America today, some people may not know who the president is, who the governor is, and who the mayor is, but I believe everyone knows Superman.

Such a legendary existence, how can it be said that it is gone.

"I just called the Pentagon and they said the Soviets were working on some kind of proton bomb and were going to destroy Washington, D.C., and New York with it."

"In order to save tens of millions of innocent people, Superman is going to send a bomb into outer space, sacrifice himself, and then he is gone."

"A more reliable guess is that the explosion of the proton bomb opened the Einstein Rosen Bridge, which led to the disappearance of Superman. No one was alive, no corpse was dead."

Howard shrugged, saying that Mr. President is really imaginative.

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"The Soviets have proton bombs, why don't they just use them as weapons, send people secretly to sneak into various cities on the east coast, launch them in one fell swoop, destroy the defense line, and then send a fleet to attack."

Nick Fury, adhering to the professional habits of serious thinking, asked puzzledly.

"You have to ask the Soviets about this. I can't figure it out. If they can research that thing and make it into a weapon, is it necessary to assassinate the president?"

As a scientist, Howard also felt ridiculous about the lies made up by the president.

"It's perfectly possible to apply the relevant technology to rocket technology, start the space race, or use it as an ultra-small and ultra-light high-energy generator for various systems, so that they can press the launch button in the Kremlin and put North America The mainland was blown into rubble."

Nick Fury didn't quite understand, but that didn't stop him from nodding in agreement.

"So, what do we do now?"

He looked at Howard, who had hair like a chicken coop, was wearing a coquettish nightgown, and was smoking a pipe.

The two of them may be the only people who know the identity of the president at present.

It is necessary to come up with a practical plan to deal with the coming crisis.

"First of all, on the surface, we pretend that nothing happened, strive for a stable situation, and continue to participate in the work of S.H.I.E.L.D."

Howard rolled his eyes and began to think.

"Secondly, the most urgent task is to determine Luke's situation. That guy has a lot of life, so nothing should happen."

"If he was really imprisoned by Kang the Conqueror, or fell into a trap and couldn't escape, I will find a way to bring him back!"

Having said that, Howard glanced at the black boy and asked, "By the way, what's your name?"

"Nicholas Joseph Fury, the new agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., the driver of Director Cavill."

Nick Fury replied.

"Can I trust you, Fury?"

Howard asked again.

"As long as you don't ask me to betray national interests, I will definitely obey your orders, Mr. Stark."

Fury said seriously.

"That's fine."

Howard beckoned, signaling the other party to follow.

"I wanted to give Luke a surprise, who knew that such an accident would happen."

Howard opened the basement workshop and entered a long code.

Kaz!Kaz!

The sound of the gear box sounds, the gears bite, and the chain is driven.

The heavy iron door was raised, and the inside was dark, and the specific scene could not be seen clearly.

Howard walked in, followed by Nick Fury.

"This is my original machine!"

He pressed the switch, and the lights above his head turned on, reflecting a huge and thick steel armor.

Clumsy head, thick limbs.

Unpainted silver-white shell, with a machine gun on its shoulder.

The core of the chest shone with a dim light.

"With this, we are better able to deal with enemies hiding in the dark."

Howard said confidently.

"Iron Man, I like the name Luke gave me."

≈h199999 universe.

new York.

"This is the timeline where Thanos snapped his fingers?"

A burst of blue light flashed, and Luke walked out of it unscathed.

There is no such thing as the appearance of the Terminator, with lightning and thunder, changing the face of the situation.

Then, like a pervert, she exposed her muscular body.

"Is this Nick Fury's body?"

Lu Keyan held a handful of floating dust in his hand, just as the one-eyed director saw his arrival, he also witnessed the other party's disappearance.

Chapter 2? The Box Theory, Universe Numbering

"So, I can't go back now?"

It took about a few seconds for Luke to organize his thoughts and figure out the current situation.

He didn't know whether that guy Kang the Conqueror had prepared a space-time trap in advance, or he wanted to run away in advance, but he ended up using it.

Anyway, Luke came to this strange but familiar "future world" through the space-time teleportation device.

A world that is not affected by Superman and develops according to the original track!

"This is probably the timeline of the movie universe. Thanos has already finished snapping his fingers."

Luke stood on the street, watching the helicopter fall from mid-air, smashing through a tall building.

With a bang, the flames erupted.

The astonishing movement, like a terrorist attack, did not cause the slightest panic.

Many cars suddenly lost control, slammed into stone piers on the side of the road or rushed directly into shops.

Bang!Bang!

A series of rear-end collisions occurred, thick smoke billowed, followed by explosions.

"It's probably the messiest, worst day ever."

Luke spread out his palm and threw out what little one-eyed Chief had left.

He looked along the street, and the cars on the road were jammed into a long steel queue, with no end in sight.

On many driver's seats, there was only a handful of ashes left, not even a shadow of a person.

Some people died silently, and their bodies were erased.

The other group of people looked terrified and dazed, not knowing what happened.

"If the time of the shuttle is a little earlier by an hour, maybe I can prevent this disaster."

A look of anticipation flashed in Luke's eyes.

He thinks that against Thanos, it should be a [-]-[-] situation conservatively.

The combat power of the movie universe is not that exaggerated.

"Sir, what happened? Help me"

A passerby grabs Luke's arm, who may have seen his Superman suit and thought it was some superhero.

"Sorry, there's nothing I can do right now. But don't worry, you'll be back soon."

Luke shrugged, and a few seconds later, the poor guy vanished before his eyes.

"Speaking of which, will I be affected by the rules of this universe? Wipe out half of the creatures, do you know if I'm included?"

The director of the Universal Family Planning Commission, a mad titan dedicated to eradicating the population.

According to a random method, half of the creatures on each planet are erased.

This is a "delete" on the rules.

So, the unlucky ones who got picked at random.

directly reduced to ashes, disappeared without a trace

The body is gone with the wind, and the soul returns to death.

The only good news is that there is probably no pain.

Equivalent to "euthanasia".

But Luke has a question, whether he, as a traveler in other universes, will be affected.

According to Marvel's cosmic level, the Infinity Gauntlet in this world may not be able to take effect on itself.

"This may not be known until you meet Thanos."

Luke thought silently.

Chi Chi!

An out-of-control car ran towards him, but before it touched it, it was cut in half by the heat vision.

As more and more lives were wiped out by that snap of the fingers, the scene seemed to become more and more chaotic.

"Compared to the end of the world, snapping fingers seems to be a little more terrifying."

Luke himself was quite calm. He waited for a long time, but he didn't feel anything strange.

Obviously, either he was lucky and was not selected by random probability.