[Zhongyingmei] Goblin Detective

The human body has beneficial, life-sustaining bacteria as well as harmful species that cause fevers and infections.

Under the influence of the runes, the body temperature of the other party gradually returned to a normal state. These people have obviously never seen such a treatment method with "amazing sound and light effects". Some children stared wide-eyed and asked Lindell directly magician.

"...It's about the same type."

Lindell replied vaguely: "You don't understand even if you tell me."

"whispering sound--"

This kind of perfunctory talk about children was immediately opposed.

"It's just taking away the excess heat in the body with pure force, and the infection still exists. Next, we need to kill foreign objects that don't belong to us in batches at regular intervals."

Lindell said: "That is, the bacteria or viruses that cause infection... But because it needs to be accurately distinguished from the tissues of the human body, it may need to be treated many times in this way, and it will take about two or three days to completely remove them. Bar."

"It's really hard for you."

The only adult thanked him: "I don't know how to express my gratitude, let's have dinner with everyone tonight."

Lindell looked at the almost desolate situation, and the surrounding ruins. After thinking about it, he shook his head: "I don't need to eat food to survive."

Then there was another exclamation of surprise.

"I've heard that only gods don't need to eat."

A little girl asked, "Are you a fairy?"

"...Actually, the dead don't even need it."

Lindell replied, and this answer provoked a lot of complaints from a group of children, and by the way, a series of fantasies about dead bodies crawling out of their graves unfolded.

The imitation of the Achilles shield was watched by the children in turn, but the one with the strongest strength could only lift it up a little. It is too heavy for human arms.The only adult man here watched the children play, and communicated with Lindell in a calm voice: "The bombers are also ordinary soldiers, using ordinary weapons. So far, I haven't seen the kind of strange scene you mentioned. ... As far as death is concerned, war itself is deadly, at least I have not heard of mass murder.”

"...However, judging from your description, it seems as if you have experienced it yourself."

The man finally sighed: "About Austria and Poland."

"I just experienced it myself."

Lindell looked at him: "It's just because I haven't grown old that I have kept this appearance."

"what?"

"Well, is it hard to understand in a literal sense? I mean, after all these kids have accepted that I'm a mage, it wouldn't be surprising if something weirder happened."

"...No, I mean, don't you reveal an important secret by saying that?"

The other party was a little nervous, and his face changed again and again: "In the end, we have to silence it."

"How come, anyway, no one will believe you when you say it."

Lindell shrugged: "However, it is better not to say it. After all, those guys I want to kill should have a strong desire to kill me. If ordinary people are involved, the survival rate is basically zero."

The war also numbs people's acceptance of new things. The world has changed too fast these years, including mutants, and there are dizzying new topics everywhere.

"Go west from here, maybe there is something you want to find."

They suggested: "After all, the east is the sea... But there is a large polluted area over there, you'd better avoid it."

"Contaminated area?"

Lindell frowned.

He walked all the way looking for the leylines. After all, if human beings want to exercise the mana of the great source, they must rely on the leylines. It is the most efficient way to check from this position bit by bit. It stands to reason that the location should be very close to a leyline. , but did not expect to encounter this situation.

"I thought you were a soldier before...but you really don't know anything."

The man sighed: "It's a drug and a defoliant [1]. The former is used as a drug, and the latter can expose soldiers hiding in the jungle. Basically, it will cause serious disasters to the land. It was bombed later. The area is gradually becoming a no-man's land."

"I never encountered such a weapon when I was a soldier."

Lindel murmured: "Although I have seen mustard, seed, gas and the like... But this kind of large-scale spraying agent, I still..."

"It's been 20 years since World War II, Mr. Little."

The man looked at him with a tired look in his eyes: "In 20 years, the evolution of weapons and equipment is very fast."

"I think it won't be long before someone can make something that kills most of the people on the planet—"

He sighed to himself: "What should we do until then?"

Lindell stayed with the family for three days.

For three days, he helped clean up the few remaining plants in the field, and used magic to make new shoots grow from dead vegetation.The children surrounded him, laughing and jumping because the birds were willing to land on his shoulders, and the man of the house raised the door curtain to watch them with a complicated expression.

Before leaving, the other party finally hesitated to ask.

"Who the hell are you?"

He asked, "Or... are you still human? What should I call you?"

"About 20 years from now, my name will be Lyndell Stark, and I haven't figured it out after that, but the name itself isn't that important."

Lindell said: "If you really want to say it, I am an agent (agent), and there are things on this battlefield that I want to solve."

He turned his head and suddenly rolled his eyes with a smile.

"Elfagent, I will probably continue to use this identity for a long time, so just remember this."

"I wish you and your children good health."

In 1969, Vietnam.

Polluted areas live up to their name.

The feeling brought by the leylines is very abnormal, as if the planet itself is throbbing with chemical reagents.Lindell walked in the mountains, surrounded by dead vegetation, dead animals and polluted rivers.

The fish in the stream turned their bellies up and went down the river, and along the way there were many carcasses of animals that were sprayed and burned by gunpowder.

The power of the leylines became intermittent and thin. Lindell reached out to touch the stream, and there was a subtle burning sensation in the water—he amplified his perception ability several times, and these fish in the water were probably in such a state Die in pain and struggle.

Just when he was about to stand up and continue going upstream, there was a thud, and a bullet hit near him—in fact, Lindell had already evaded the moment the bullet formed a ballistic trajectory and the killing intent was clear. He moved, but the opponent seemed to be following his movement, the bullet almost nailed into the soil where his front foot left.

Lindell quickly hid behind a rock.

After a long time, he took off his tactical helmet and pushed it slightly above the height of the rock, but after shaking it twice, the opponent didn't shoot again.

Does it look like a fake move...

An excellent sniper might even crouch motionless in one position for two days. Lindell thought he had no stamina to fight with others. Ten minutes later, he slammed towards a nearby stone, and the bullet was almost The movement of chasing him followed, and after hiding in the next bunker, he swayed in the air and fell to the ground as if he had been hit.

Unlike most human beings, the goblin's muscle control is beyond imagination. The movement of his fall is quite realistic. He even struggled and twitched before "dying". Unfortunately, the position where he fell was also facing the dead angle of the sniper. Even if you want to make up a shot, it won't help.

The scope of the gun is still firmly locked on this rock, and Lindell's mental power is also locked on the opponent's killing intent. After a long time, he feels the sight behind the scope move away, and the barrel of the gun is lifted. traced.

There is only one enemy.

In fact, if it was a single sniper, or a sniper and an observer configuration, Lindell would not be afraid at all, but deliberately pretended to be more like a human being in order to prevent the ambush of Hydra nearby.Soon, the sound of footsteps came from nearby, and the sound of boots crushing dead leaves came from far and near. Lindell fell to the ground with his eyes closed, waiting for the opponent to enter the ambush range, hooked his fingertips, and rose to attack without hesitation. .

[fracta]

Gravity operation.

The triple gravity exerted on the enemy had a great impact on the opponent's close combat, but even under such circumstances, they still fought back and forth.Lindell raised his leg and kicked horizontally, but the person in front of him seemed to have deliberately trained Jiu-Jitsu, and his skill of using force to strike was quite superb. He thought he could kill the bear several times, but was unloaded halfway.

Humans, not even mutants, but fairly well trained.

His fighting skills and ability to use firearms are top-notch, and his strength...is much greater than that of ordinary people, almost at the level of a project-enhanced magic.The other party had a gas mask on his face, and his whole body was covered in a training uniform. He pulled out a pistol from the straps of his legs and raised his hand to shoot at close range.Lindell raised his leg and kicked one of the guns away, and the bullet from the other almost hit the young man's smooth forehead without any suspense.

Immediately after...

"Hey, you don't think I'm going to die like this do you?"

Taking advantage of the opponent's momentary shock, Lindell took advantage of the victory and pursued without hesitation. Vines suddenly grew out of the open space where everything was already withered, tripping the opponent suddenly.Lindell kicked away the pistol that fell to the ground, and pressed one knee on the opponent's spine. He was surprised to find that under the gas mask was a clump of red hair—this person, who was considered outstanding among soldiers, was a woman, and from a human body Aesthetically, the face is quite delicate.

He doesn't discriminate against sex, but in terms of individual combat capabilities, there are fewer female snipers and special forces in both proportion and number, and it is even rarer to have such outstanding strength.About ten years ago, he had seen Ms. Carter's melee combat strength, but that was only at the top level of a human being, and it was impossible to fight him back and forth against the super gravity.

"Hiting twelve magic hubs at the same time can cause effective damage to me. Just hitting the forehead is useless."

Lindell asked in a relaxed tone: "Who are you?"

The strange woman naturally didn't reply.

"Then let me introduce myself first. My name is Lindell, Lindell Stark. I am here to investigate out-of-control leylines. Of course, I also have some other jobs... Generally speaking, it is to prevent some people from I came here because I wanted to do something more dangerous."

This is a polluted area, a place to avoid even if the two armies are at war.If it weren't for the body made of real ether, it would be hard for Lindell to imagine why there would be human beings appearing here fully armed.

But the other party only repeated the vocabulary he just uttered in tongue-rolling blunt English.

"... Stark?"

Lindell: "..."

He really didn't expect Howard to be so famous that even the Slavs had heard of his name. The blond young man sighed: "Well, Lindell Stark."

He will probably be called this name for the next 20 years. To be honest, he regrets it now. After all, everyone will have various mixed emotions after hearing his full name. It is not as easy as when he is called Lyndell Carter. .

"Howard Stark is your man?"

Lo and behold, the next question is this, totally expected.

Lindell recited skillfully: "I am his father's illegitimate son."

other side:"……"

Probably because this answer was too intimidating, the strange red-haired woman was silent for a moment, and then replied: "Natalia. Natalia Romanova."

A distinctly Slavic name.

"Are you a soldier from the Soviet Union?"

"..."

The other party responded silently.

"In short, if you still want to kill me, it is recommended to give up as soon as possible. It is impossible for ordinary humans to kill me. Throwing a nuclear bomb around me may be possible, but I guess the Soviet Union probably would not do it for an agent. Such a great sacrifice."

Lindell looked at her: "I can basically feel the killing intent and hostility. You give me the impression that the pilot is locked by a thermal weapon in the cockpit, and the alarm is buzzing in his head all the time. It's really noisy."

This is probably the reason why this guy made an attack prediction in advance, Natasha thought.

"Are you a mutant?"

"It's fine if you insist on thinking that way, but it's more convenient if you can understand that I'm not human at all."

Lindell picked up his huge shield from not far away: "My goal is to pull out a stronghold of Hydra nearby... Hydra, you know? I really don't want to start from scratch... Find out by the way What the hell are they trying to do here, what about your job?"

"about the same as you."

The Soviet agent named Natalia understood why a person with the name "Stark" would work hard in the deep mountains and old forests of Vietnam, especially here is a heavily polluted area: "The job I received here It is to collect as much local test information and data as possible to bring back.”

"Want to cooperate?"

The other party obviously heard Lindell's intention: "If your target does not contain intelligence documents, I can also help you with the sabotage work."

"That's not my loss."

Lindell bargained: "Originally, if you went to that kind of place by yourself, you would have killed a lot of people."

"Assassination and direct destruction of a complex is simply not a work in progress."

"Then you have to help with the survey. There are no living animals here. Even I can only see with my eyes."

Lindell sighed exaggeratedly: "Except for flies and mosquitoes, the only living creatures within a radius of ten kilometers are me and you. I can't command things with too small brains."

"..."

Natasha gave him a complicated look: "So you're really not human? I mean, mutants are considered human."

"I don't need to tell you such a strange lie, and maybe I will let you familiarize yourself with my fighting style later on."

Lindell was a little strange: "Why did you ask me this suddenly?"

"I just wanted to say..."

Natasha took a deep breath, and said in a strange tone, "Then, Howard Stark's father is really... let go."

Lindell: "..."

It is known that he is not human and is the illegitimate son of Howard's father.

There is obviously a huge amount of information behind this known condition, and it is not known whether it is a moral distortion or a loss of human nature.

The author has something to say: Howard: I regret it now, very much.