The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

The tent was soon surrounded by layers of walls.

The two little traitors were naturally left to Tirion. Honestly, their ability to sneak into the tent was a bit outrageous. Although Ophelia had driven them away earlier, didn't these officers plan to keep some eyes on the perimeter? How could they just retreat a hundred meters away without worrying about it?

I said don't bother me.

They all ran away, right?

Thinking of this, Ophelia didn't know whether she should praise these people for being obedient.

After a brief period of confusion, the truth came to light. The officers did leave necessary guards, but the two traitors were senior members and were also very familiar with the situation in the barracks. They managed to bypass the cordon with some effort. This made Tirion furious. If Ophelia hadn't been there, something terrible might have happened tonight.

There's no way you can escape being scolded.

Ophelia didn't care what happened next. She planned to return to her seclusion in the treetops of the dense forest. After all, these people were only so capable. The cordon was full of loopholes, and she could sneak back in at any time.

It looks like tomorrow's shooting competition will be cancelled. To be on the safe side, it is necessary to re-check the camp. It cannot be too obvious, otherwise someone will know that there is a problem at a glance.

At least it will take a few days.

After confirming the schedule with Tirion, Ophelia stepped out of the camp. It was indeed not convenient for a woman like her to hang around in the military camp. Maybe there were spies planted by other factions inside, and she didn't want her identity to be discovered.

"So you're going to have to sew it up?"

On the tree trunk, Ophelia looked at the floating cloak fiddling with the sewing box with great interest, and had no choice but to compromise and hand the clothes to the other party.

Anyway, I'm not afraid of mosquito bites.

But now this situation...

Wouldn’t I just become a female Tarzan?

...I've actually seen this kind of movie before.

Ophelia strapped a dagger to her leg and began to wander. There was really nothing in the woods that could pose a threat to her. She soon reached a stream. This was probably a small tributary of the Saka River. It was only hip-deep. At this moment, the morning light was shining, and occasionally a few spots of light reflected by fish scales could be seen.

In a flat area next to a large rock, Ophelia immersed herself in the stream and let the curious fish kiss her skin.

It's definitely different from a bathtub.

The movement of the flowing water made her feel extremely comfortable, and the natural scent mixed with the smell of soil made Ophelia feel a little tired after a long time.

The branches blocked the clear water, but sunlight still filtered through the leaves, beam after beam, creating a beautiful picture.

This is a good place to sleep.

Especially the pebbles, which are very comfortable.

I should bring back some souvenirs for Michaela and Nisha.

Just as Ophelia was about to turn over the stone, she caught a glimpse of a woman squatting on the shore. She slowly stood up from the water, and her brows didn't relax until she saw the woman's profile clearly.

“This place is great.”

Master Ancient One smiled broadly, playing with the pebbles in his hands: "What's your name?"

"Oh, dear Ms. Yao, don't you know my name? I'm sure you saw Jessica and Miranda too, you just weren't around them." Ophelia brushed the water from her hair and walked towards the woman. "Why don't you come down and try it? It's completely different from your secret hot spring."

"What's the difference?"

"I feel more relaxed, free, and... wild here." Ophelia carefully observed Ms. Yao's outfit. "But your Excellency, Supreme Sorcerer of Kamar-Taj... I want to ask, are you finally willing to try some new styles?"

"I'm not a primitive man. As long as I have free time, I don't mind experiencing the customs of different places." Master Gu Yi stood up with a smile and adjusted the light white Ao Dai skirt on his body. Although this traditional Vietnamese costume consisting of a long cheongsam and trousers has a high degree of coverage, its light and close-fitting overall design can fully show the graceful figure of a woman.

Compared to the first time we met, Ms. Yao has basically recovered to her thirties or forties. The change in her facial features is also very obvious, and is far from the face of actress Tilda Swinton in the Marvel Cinematic Universe.

Ophelia could hardly even remember what Master Ancient One originally looked like.

Perhaps that original face, that seemingly kind old lady image, was just one of her disguises. After all, there were so many Ancient Ones in the multiverse; it wouldn't make sense for them all to be identical. This Ancient One had proven quite capable of changing appearances, and Ophelia even suspected he could transform into a man like herself.

Transfiguration magic is actually not uncommon in the Marvel world. Although Thor, the God of Thunder from Asgard, looks reckless all day long carrying a hammer, he can actually transform into the appearance of the female warrior Sif. It's just that he doesn't use this skill often. His younger brother Loki Odinson is even better at disguise.

At least Master Ancient One chose to appear in front of him in this appearance.

She's better looking than the old woman before.

"You have great legs."

Mrs. Viper continued to study the woman in front of her. "Did you know that Jessica Drew endorsed a pair of stockings a while ago? I should get you some if I have the chance. If you've never tried them before, I'm sure you'll love the feel of them."

"I came to you because I discovered a new weak point in the barrier."

The Ancient One didn't respond. She spotted a large rock by the stream, leaned over, and with a flick of her finger, the water stains, moss, and dirt on its surface vanished. She picked up a few pebbles, sat on them, and began to build with blocks. "This isn't the multiverse you visited last time."

"I'm not surprised. This world is full of strange things. Maybe one day you'll let me travel to a universe full of zombies." Ophelia got on all fours and crawled over to her side like a feral cat. "Then I guess you want me to call Miss Watson out?"

"I have no requirements for your specific identity."

Ms. Yao was concentrating on fiddling with the pebble tower and ignored Ophelia's close approach.

"I have some materials here."

Ophelia handed over a few long pebbles and said, "I've been looking for a long time."

"You should keep it." Master Ancient One's smile remained unchanged. He simply shook his head to reject the request and stopped touching the cobblestone tower. He stretched out his hand and a levitating cloak flew out from the woods. "I've got your clothes for you. Get ready and set off."

"I really envy your mentality." Ophelia climbed up and let the levitation cloak wipe her wet body. "I always can't help but curry favor with those who are stronger than me. But if I meet someone weaker than me, I will devour everything about them without mercy - if I'm interested in them."

"If you had lived for hundreds of years like me, you wouldn't be bothered by such trivial matters. I always have more important things to do, far more important than getting along with people." Ms. Yao also stood up and pulled out the double-ring ring from the inside of her clothes. "Take it. You don't have to give it back to me."

"Thank you for your generosity."

After wiping herself clean, Ophelia did not get dressed, but made a new request: "Can you let me go back to my home in London first?"

"Why, are you not satisfied with this dress?"

"Not really. I'm just not interested in patching up weak spots... Well, I'm not interested in saving the world either. It's too righteous and makes me feel uncomfortable. So, let Miss Watson handle this job. There's a piece of clothing she's been wanting to wear for a long time."

……

Ten minutes later, London Temple.

Mage Hamill stood respectfully beside Ancient One, with a pile of various cold weapons at his feet, but the most eye-catching one was the saber made of vibranium - ever since Watson brought this thing back, its extremely powerful performance made Hamill unable to put it down, and he would always borrow it to play with it whenever he had the chance.

But he knew that he would definitely not be able to get this thing in the next few days.

step... step... step...

The sound of metal boots stepping on the wooden floor is very rhythmic.

Sounds a lot like the armored boots Hamill himself often wears.

Miss Watson came in carrying the helmet.

She had changed into one of those new "Military Princess" outfits made by old Howard Stark, with ornate tassels that swung as she moved. Hamill had only seen it in one place: in a military uniform at a military honors ceremony.

"Oh, kid, what are you doing..."

He circled Miss Watson twice, his tone uncertain: "Soviet military uniform? It doesn't look quite like it..."

"I don't know what it looks like either." Miss Watson walked over to select the swords from the pile. "The designer incorporated many elements of national military uniforms, so it looks like a little bit of everything."

"It also has a bit of the style of ancient armor."

Hamil tapped the metal gauntlet of the "Military Princess" with his fingers, but his attention was quickly drawn to the Cossack cavalry swords that Miss Watson had pulled out. "Why do you insist on me finding these swords? The gauntlet swords are also very good."

"I just like it."

Miss Watson didn't want to say more. She picked up her scimitar and went to find Master Ancient One: "I'm ready."

"Let's go then."

Nodding to Hamill and asking him to leave the room, Master Ancient One waved his hand and opened a portal: "I've optimized the process. Let's go to the weak point of the barrier first. This will maximize stability."

"You decide."

Miss Watson calmly lifted her leg and stepped over, stepping onto a patch of soft sand. There should have been a vast desert in front of her, but the light at this moment seemed a little distorted, and the plants in the distance were projected quite deformed, as if they would be torn apart in the next second.

"You don't seem very happy." Master Ancient One did not continue to open the barrier passage. Instead, he stopped and looked at Miss Watson's back with his hands behind his back.

"I'm not unhappy." Miss Watson held up her military princess helmet and looked into the cold goggles. "I just feel... very calm. This dress seems to have taken away my emotions, even though it's just a piece of clothing."

"Sounds like you need Soul Binding Hourglass conditioning."

"I think I just need a little sleep, a little longer, but I'm not sleepy." Miss Watson turned over the helmet and slowly put it on her face. "I really don't know what's wrong with me. Oh, of course this won't affect what I'm going to do, don't worry."

"I hope so." Master Ancient One said nothing more, but simply opened the barrier passage and watched Miss Watson walk in. Behind the princess's military uniform, the four Cossack cavalry swords were slowly floating, flashing a slightly dazzling cold light.