[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Gem Merchant

Alphonse manipulated the steel suit and turned somersault in the sky, feeling that this was not OK.

The acceleration and gravity reversal caused by the sudden acceleration of the steel suit is particularly unfriendly to the inexperienced alchemist. After a few sharp turns in the air, Alphonse began to worry that he might not reach the rescue site. Just spit it in the battle suit ahead of time.

There is actually a place to store donuts in the suit, and it can be popped directly into the position where he can open his mouth, but there is obviously no vomiting bag installed.

"... Doesn't Stark himself have this kind of problem?"

He finally couldn't help asking, is this driving skill comparable to that of a fighter pilot?And it's obviously the same person's body, so why would it be so uncomfortable to replace it with his own body...

"Sir was an excellent racing driver before he developed the suit."

The smart butler replied: "In terms of driving skills, more than 90.00% of five..."

"--Okay, I know."

He truncated the introduction of the suit so he didn't have to remind him how much better Tony Stark was among the common people.After changing to a body without a magic circuit, the worst thing is not that he can't use most of the gems in his inventory, but that he can't even reach the original owner of this body.

A large number of pop-up windows in front of him dazzled him, and Alphonse simply switched to the navigation interface, judging his current location based on the marker.Steve and a group of agents drove fighter jets far behind, and followed them all the way in the golden and red battle suits.

Alphonse is not used to flying at the Mach level, so both the steel suit and the supersonic aircraft are cruising at subsonic speeds. If the stealth coating is not still working, it looks quite swaggering.

"Alphonse, make sure again, are you really going to do this?"

Steve looked extremely nervous in the communication frequency band: "Even if Stark's body is put in as a bait, it may not be able to allow you to successfully replace the body."

"It would be best if it can be exchanged directly. If it cannot be exchanged, there is a way that it cannot be exchanged."

Alphonse said while flying: "It's the same if you can find a way to send the battle suit to Stark. I don't think he should just sit around in the magic workshop."

Now two sets of artificial intelligence systems are squeezed into his battle suit. It is said that Stark activated the coordinate transmitter before being taken away. That thing can be connected from the mirror space to the real space to a certain extent, as long as the distance is close enough, Or if they overlap each other at the spatial level, under the impact of a sufficient amount of energy, the gap between the two spaces can even be temporarily broken.

"Can this function be realized?"

Alphonse was shocked: "Don't use a little bit of magic power, just rely on science?"

"Although there is no test to prove it, but according to the deduction results, if it is Sir, it will be fine."

While controlling the suit to maintain a constant speed cruise at subsonic speed, Lao Jia replied: "Mr. Alphonse, do you want to read the detailed research report?"

The battle suit dragged the trail clouds in the air and skimmed over the Pacific Ocean, and Alphonse was stunned to hear the sense of pride in the straightforward mechanical voice.

"……no need."

There is a specialization in the art industry, maybe in this guy's lifetime, the second magic will become the second magic.Surprisingly, this kind of cognition didn't make him feel embarrassed, but on the contrary, he felt the pleasure of seeing the world move forward.

Tracking along the direction determined by the signal searcher built into the suit and the divination staff method, Alphonse finally stopped on the surface of the sea, and a weak pulsation came from the signal device, which meant that Tony Star Ke's azimuth is already very close to them at the plumb position.

The fighter jets that the agents were on were circling over the empty Pacific Ocean. Steve turned on the surveillance radar, but he didn't see any buildings within the visible range of the radar.

"Stark's locator can't make a mistake."

He judged: "Did these guys from Hydra throw his locator into the sea?"

"If that's the case, the divination staff won't also point in this direction."

The golden-red battle suit hovered over the sea, the visor was lifted upwards, and the sea breeze was blowing by.Alphonse's eyes looked at the sparkling sea surface, which was blank within the range visible to the naked eye. Occasionally, one or two fish would jump high from under the surface of the water, and then submerged again.

Stark is at this position, he thought, if the space geodetic coordinate system is established based on the earth, it is probably at a higher coordinate than this, or under the sea surface.The coordinate position in the mirror space cannot be completely consistent with the real world, and it is normal to have erratic floating.

Considering the overlapping characteristics of the Hydra base and the magic workshop, the probability of being under the sea is much greater.

Compared with a whole hovering stealth fighter, the target of the golden-red armor is much smaller.Alphonse sent the last signal to the fighter plane on standby, and then the hatch of the steel suit was completely opened, and the bearded businessman in a suit and leather shoes fell into the deep sea without hesitation.

"Boss, is he okay?"

The little clerk finally boarded the combat batch of fighter jets, and looked at the water surface with some concern: Even if it contained the store manager he was familiar with, but a Tony Stark without his battle suit made people feel uneasy. .

"It's time for us to start our own work."

Staring at the sea with his blue eyes, Steve didn't give a clear answer, but just patted his teammates on the shoulder like he did countless missions.

When he escaped from the dream again, Tony shook his head in confusion, still immersed in the aftertaste of the dream full of treacherous goblins, until a basin of cold water was poured down his head and face, which made him wake up completely, and found that he was still alive. In the interrogation room of less than ten square meters.

Every finger was firmly fixed on the chair, and the restraint that could not move for a long time caused his whole body to have a slight soreness.

"I never thought that magic power could be released under such circumstances, Mr. Alphonse, you are always beyond people's expectations."

One of the magicians said sinisterly: "But I think we need to make a quick decision. Let everyone be more sincere. If you don't want to lose the pair directly, you can sell them for hundreds of millions of dollars on the magic eye converging train." The words of the goblin eyes."

He was satisfied to see that pair of eyes that seemed to be filled with lake water trembled slightly, and felt that his threat was very effective.

Tony: ...What is Fairy Eyes?Is it the method of changing the color of the pupils that I saw in my dream?What is the name of Al's magic eye?

While he was still in deep thought, there were finally some people in normal attire—that is to say, guys in training uniforms broke into the workshop and whispered something in the ears of the magicians. Tony could clearly see that the other party had changed immediately. complexion.

"Tony Stark!"

He yelled irritably in a low voice, making Tony think that his identity had been discovered at first, and then the other party answered: "He managed to find this place!"

"Is it possible that this guy sent some signal?"

The HYDRA member pointed his chin at Tony, who was trapped in the restraint chair, and made him nervously check his watch from the corner of his eye.Fortunately, they have always believed that they are alchemists, and their sensitivity to these modern equipment is extremely low.

"This is a mirror space."

The magician rolled his eyes: "Several folds of space have been added. If we could locate all the way from New York, the world would not be what it is now."

— That's Al.

It took Tony Stark a lot of effort to suppress the corners of his mouth that wanted to turn up.

There was a short needle-like feeling on the wrist, two long strokes, then long and short long, one short and one long...

Thanks to his watch for having a powerful enough wake-up function at that time, preventing him from falling asleep in the laboratory due to overwork and not getting back to bed in time.

Morse code, he spelled out letter by letter in his mind.

M--K--A...

On the surface of the sea, a huge submarine floated up and fought with the steel suit.Judging from the algae and shells hanging on the outer wall of the submarine, it has been drifting in the ocean for a long time.

"No wonder this base has never been found!"

Steve jumped out of the plane with the shield on his back: "It's under the sea. It keeps changing its position!"

The steel suit flew in the air at a tricky angle, throwing off a string of tracking and directional missiles behind it. The unmanned driving mode of the artificial intelligence was unexpectedly reliable, making it impossible for people to see it. In fact, there was nothing in the suit. one person.

Alphonse huddled in the transparent bubble created by the gemstone, and kept falling towards the deep sea, adjusting the signal of the transmitter all the time, holding a chrome-white container in his arms.When most of the gems are unusable, diamond shields, which are more life-supporting gems, are actually the most outstanding supplies-most of them are set to be passively triggered, and there is no doubt that they can Resists increasingly heavy water pressure.

The reading on the depth gauge gradually increased, and the invisible and transparent gemstone shield made a creaking sound.The surface of the sea gradually turned from bright blue to dark blue, and finally became pitch black again.In the darkness darker than the starless and moonless night, Alphonse saw the ark reactor on his chest glowing through a thin layer of clothes, like the only one in the dark sea. A Little Lone Star.

And under that bright light, Stark's heart was beating steadily, again and again.

"Boss, your current position is at a depth of about 200 meters below sea level, and you are continuing to dive at a speed of one meter every three seconds. The pendulum's instructions have not changed."

The little clerk had a gemstone for communication pinned to his chest, and was holding a pendulum tremblingly on the plane, and beside him was the divination rod that had reached the end of its useful life.If it wasn't because his boss said that the pendulum must be held by someone to be useful, he would have wanted to hang the pendulum on the plane.

"Are you sure it's okay for me to hold it?"

When assigned to Alphonse's dive pilot job at the beginning, the new agent who knew a little about occultism but had never tried it was shocked: "Such an important job, shouldn't the pendulum be Only people with strong inspiration and intuition can use it..."

"Steve and Natasha need to be responsible for attracting the main firepower in the base and playing the role of a good feint."

Alphonse stuffed the pendulum directly into the palm of his clerk: "And you may not believe it, except for me, you are probably the most inspired among all the people present."

"Eh??"

The agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s eyes widened: "Really?"

"At the level of ordinary human beings, there must be many excellent fellows among spirit wizards, but you are already a very suitable user."

Otherwise, why would I pick you up as a shop assistant.

Alphonse was relieved and puzzled: "So how did you get the ruby ​​wrong at the beginning... Generally speaking, the subconscious reaction of people like you should be inclined to make the right choice."

So, one is because if he doesn't do this, he has to follow the US team with a rifle to face Hydra, and the other is because his boss has inexplicably high expectations for him. In short, he is now one of the few remaining The people on the plane shoulder the responsibility of using the pendulum to guide the direction.

The depth keeps increasing, one meter every three seconds, 200 meters, 10 seconds, about six [-] minutes, nearly an hour.

In one hour, what will happen to the battle situation on the sea?Alphonse prepared magic eye-killing glasses for every member participating in the assault, and equipped them with gems capable of resisting a fatal magic attack. Up to now, none of the returned gems have broken the symmetry of magic power inside. missing signs.

This is the biggest gamble he thinks. If the people participating in the battle are mainly "Iron Man" and assisted by S.H.I.E.L.D., the other party should rashly dispatch the remaining magicians.

The sea is dark and quiet. Alphonse claims that he does not have deep-sea phobia, but this body still spontaneously triggers a reaction in the deadly darkness, and the feeling of tinnitus and heart palpitations hits together.

There are no waves or tides in the deep sea, but the sound of my own steady breathing and the buzzing of the buzzing gradually rising from the silence.

Tsk... When he returns, he must laugh at the richest man in New York City for being afraid of the dark!

"boss?"

There was no response for a long time, and the little detective asked suspiciously: "Is the communication normal, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, you're counting normally."

"Okay, okay!"

It was like the first hour and [-] minutes of falling into the abyss, when he heard the chrome-white metal suitcase in his arms make a soft "beep".

On the other side, after realizing the Morse code, Tony Stark's nerves finally relaxed for a long time.

He raised his eyelids, looked at the vigilant magicians, and asked actively: "Gentlemen, I think you should make me understand that you tied me... and brought me here to make me do something? I can't do anything in this cramped workshop."

"You can't leave this room."

The other party warned: "We will tell you here."

"of course."

He also doesn't want to leave this coordinate position, otherwise there will be problems with Al's positioning: "I'm right here, I won't move a single step."

"..."

Although I don't know why the other party suddenly became cooperative: "We want you to help us complete the last step of a seance ceremony with gem magic. This does not conflict with your own duties, Lord."

Oh shit, Stark thought, then you've got the wrong guy, I can't do any magic tricks.

While complaining in his heart, he moved his knuckles and wrists for a long time, and tried to avoid snapping his fingers, so as not to touch the sensitive nerves of these lunatics.

"Séances are not my specialty."

Tony narrowed his eyes: "You have to tell me what this technique is used for first, and then I can confirm whether I can do it."

"Hahaha, Lord of Jewerly would actually admit that he is not good at it?"

The other party laughed unabashedly: "As one of the existing second magicians, we hope that you can activate a spell we prepared twelve times at the same time node and the same space position. In this way , the magic power that this land vein can provide is enough to successfully trigger this spirit séance..."

He didn't finish his sentence, as Stark threw an uppercut in the face without hesitation.

With a click, the man spat out a small half of his bloody tooth.

"Thankfully, the chair you are responsible for tying me up is still controlled by a computer, not some illusory magic trick."

The world's smartest inventor twisted his wrist and landed another punch in the face.

The author has something to say: Tony: Is this chair electronically controlled?You're just looking down on me, Iron Man.

Magician: I have taken all the defensive measures in the mysterious field, why is it still like this!

Al: No, I want to vomit=口=