Marvel's Reborn Mecha Empire

America, S.H.I.E.L.D., Pegasus, the Kree, Dr. Marvel.

This information came from the symbiote in his body. After awakening, March noticed some artificial information.

This mechanical symbiote comes from the Kree. Her real name is unknown. She only knows that her pseudonym on Earth is Marvel. Her grandfather exchanged some kind of item with her for this product of an alien civilization.

And in the information left behind, it was more or less mentioned that his grandfather Anton Vanke's deportation from the United States had something to do with this incident.

And he is not the first person to use the mechanical symbiote. Both his grandfather and father have used it. It can be said that Anton Vanke's destiny was helped by this magical product of alien civilization when he passed middle age. Fortunately, they only used the symbiote as a simple tool, but when it came to him, his father Ivan merged the symbiote with himself without his knowledge before sending himself to China and disappearing.

Just so that he could truly disappear from the world, even his memory was modified by a special method.

His previous appearance was not what he is now. Although Russia and China are bordering Asia, their appearances are quite different. His disguise and appearance were precisely due to the changes made under the control of Ivan when he merged with the symbiote.

Ivan doesn't want March to continue to be stuck in this quagmire because of family hatred.

It's a pity that father Ivan never calculated that his son was someone who shouldn't have appeared. Even the fate of their entire family was caused by unexpected changes in the world line.

His use of the symbiote to modify March's body and memory not only had a certain effect, but also awakened this reincarnated soul that should not have appeared in the world.

"Ivan Vanke, you were not famous in the last life, but in this life, thank you for everything you have done for me, father." Ma Qi savored the inherited information in his heart.

It seems that if I have the chance, I will go to the United States and talk to the Cree Marvel.

Kree? Ma Qi always felt that this term had been heard somewhere before. It should have happened in the previous life. He could not recall the details, but he thought of two other terms, Skrulls and secret invasion.

This world seems really dangerous. There are two kinds of aliens that I can think of now. I kind of understand the meaning of the saying that if you want to live in peace, find a remote planet to farm.

March could feel that there was a lot of information in his mind, but it was too disorganized. It was as if an old-fashioned paper file had encountered a storm. Papers recording various information were flying around. He wanted to check for specific information. It's basically looking for a needle in a haystack.

He will not change his identity as Ma Qi Vanke in this life. After all, he has no sense of identification with his previous life. Rather than having a second life experience, it is more appropriate to say that he has obtained information about another world line.

Now he doesn't even know his last name, who and what his experiences were in his previous life.

Thoughts were swirling in his mind, but the movements of his hands did not stop. He had already reassembled the mold of the 9mm short assault rifle. What he needed now was just someone who could use the symbiote to operate and process it alone. Work.

What a convenient ability, Ma Qi sighed in his heart. When Ethan wasn't paying attention, he played with an iron piece in his hand. The viscous liquid-like nano-mechanical adhesion at his fingertips flowed, and the iron piece changed. It formed a square, then turned into a five-pointed star. Finally, after Madge tightened his grip, he let go and spread out, turning into a small iron ball.

Incredibly, this kind of alien creation makes March very curious. It seems to be particularly interested in metals. In order to better optimize its structure, it is not resistant to some non-metallic substances, but its controllability is not as strong as that of metal substances. That’s all.

"Ethan, I need you to help me make another trip." March said to Ethan who was building a small stove for cooking with extremely simple materials. "Help me go to Scarface and tell him that I can do it." There are enough weapons for six people, but I don’t guarantee that he can see all the things here again. You know the reason. I need you to help me convince him."

Ethan looked at Madge, and he felt more and more confused about this young man whom he had only met for a few days during the gun battle.

"I'm going to take care of Scarface, can you really take care of this place?" Ethan pointed at the short assault rifles that Madge had assembled.

March spread his hands, as long as you go away, I can handle it.

It's a pity that he can't say this. He doesn't want to share special powers with others casually.

"They are a bit underheated now, but I can handle them." Madge said calmly, "And even if you can't handle them now, I can help you handle this stove. I bet you are not as good as me in this regard. .”

Ethan agreed, knocking on the door with March's request and calling Ami Le to take him to see Scarface.

Taking this opportunity, Ma Qi hurriedly prepared these goods.

He doesn't need to worry about the old and new appearance. What he needs is the inside. He can use symbionts to process the internal structure into the style in his mind.

Vanke Industrial's products are simple, reliable and durable. At this time, Ma Qi really thanked his two gentlemen for being extremely pragmatic and not using alien technology to create new tricks.

It doesn't take long to process three assault rifles. On average, it takes a little more than a minute to get one, so when March stops, it only takes five minutes to complete the attack.

There is still plenty of time. Based on the time it took Ethan and Ami Le to go out to see Scarface and come back, it should be around ten minutes.

So if you don’t take advantage of this time to do something else, wouldn’t you be very sorry to yourself?

March turned his attention to something placed aside. He felt that maybe in addition to the one-handed short-barreled shotgun for self-defense, he should add some heavy firepower to himself.

When Ethan came back ten minutes later, what he saw was March, who was putting a piece of iron that had been lifted around as a pot plate on the stove that he had been struggling with for a long time.

"What did he say?" March asked, but he actually didn't care what the answer was.

"He said that at least one person should have a gun, a submachine gun or a rifle. He doesn't care about the others." Ethan said to March after confirming that Ami Le had left, and then pointed to the sniper rifle on the table that had no bullets. A light machine gun with drum-loaded bullets. Then Ethan was surprised. He remembered that there was another thing.

"One missing?" Ethan asked, pointing to Madge's work table.

Ma Qi was a little embarrassed. He forgot to prepare some parts and put them on the table to fool him. This time he ate a little clean, so he had to give an excuse that no normal person would believe.

"Well, in order to repair those rifles, I needed some parts. I demolished the east wall to make up the west wall and used them."

Ethan raised his eyebrows. He knew that March had hidden some other actions from him, but your operation was too insulting to people's intelligence. Even if he didn't know much about weapons, he knew the difference between grenade launchers and rifles. There is nothing in common between them.