Journey Through the Marvel Universe Starting from the Zombie Universe

"Powered armor?" Hearing what Bai Ye described, the craftsman was stunned for a moment, and then he was afraid of hitting the bipedal mecha beside him and said, "Is this what you are talking about?"

Running fast, lifting heavy objects, resisting attacks, sounds exactly the same.

Bai Ye twitched the corner of his mouth and glanced at the bipedal mecha built by the craftsmen. The only protection for the human body was the iron rods extending downward from the shoulders. It looked like the safety bars of a roller coaster seat.

This has nothing to do with what I just said about "defending attacks from any direction."

"Are we just standing here talking?" He did not answer the craftsman's words, but turned to look at the sand dunes in the distance. The moonlight sprinkled on the sand, reflecting a silvery white light.

The craftsman patted his head and said with a smile: "It's my problem. Let's go to my shelter."

The people in bipedal mechas around them also turned off the high-power searchlights, changed their direction and walked towards the depths of the valley behind them, where the shelter built by the craftsmen was located.

On one side of the street, a group of villagers gathered together and talked in low voices. Some pointed their fingers at Bai Ye, and then pointed at his mecha, as if they were discussing something. The children's eyes were wide open, staring at him curiously, but also with a hint of fear.

Under the illumination of the light in the cave, Bai Ye's attention was finally attracted by a detail on the craftsman.

After listening to his explanation, everyone nodded to express their understanding.

However, pride is pride, and the misunderstanding still needs to be resolved. The craftsman made a trumpet shape with his hand and shouted: "It's okay, it's a false alarm!"

"Stop the engine and take a rest. We won't go back for the time being." Bai Ye opened the communication and gave an order to the pilot inside the aircraft, and then led everyone to follow their pace.

But when they got near the camp, Baiye and his party saw from a distance a small town built deep in the valley. The lights flickered in the dark night, the windows revealed a faint light, and there seemed to be figures moving on the streets.

The craftsman looked at the group of children surrounding him, and suddenly shouted in pretended anger: "Hey! You guys! Why aren't you sleeping?! Get back to your bed, or the venom will come and take you away later!" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly made a scary monster expression and stretched out his hands as if to catch them.

"This is not only our secret base, but also the birthplace of all the technology and equipment I created. Come in and let me show it to you."

The children were immediately amused by him, screaming and bursting into laughter. Some little guys even cooperated and covered their faces, pretending to be scared. The craftsman smiled broadly and seemed to have a little fun.

He glanced at the craftsman's legs and saw that the right leg was a prosthetic leg made of alloy. This prosthetic leg looked extremely strong, with a smooth surface and a cold sheen of metal.

Seeing the worried looks of the villagers, the craftsman couldn't help but sigh. He understood that if he left in a hurry without saying a word, and brought an armed team with him, he would be seen by a few people who stayed up all night and told everyone. .

Even a few children ran over excitedly, their eyes full of curiosity and surprise.

As we walked forward, there were more and more traces of human presence along the route. Wires and cameras were hung on the cliffs on both sides. Some discarded tires and metal steel frames were randomly piled on the edge of the rock wall. They looked like they had been there for some time.

"Welcome to my workshop," the craftsman said to everyone, his voice full of confidence and pride.

Hearing Bai Ye's compliment, the craftsman just smiled, and then led everyone to a cave, where a huge metal door came into view.

The craftsman frowned. At this time, these people should have fallen asleep.

Among them was a little girl, about five or six years old, who walked gingerly to the side of the silver-white Hulkbuster mecha. She carefully stretched out her little hand, wanting to touch it gently. As soon as her fingers touched the surface of the mecha, she couldn't help but let out a scream of excitement.

Other children also joined in, jumping around the mecha. They pointed and talked, full of curiosity about the huge silver-white armor in front of them.

Feeling Bai Ye's gaze, the craftsman turned his head and smiled, and the mustache above his lips trembled. "It happened during the Vietnam War. I was me at that time."

His voice echoed in the streets of the town and gradually reached the ears of every villager. As a leader who has protected everyone for decades, his words naturally carry enough weight.

The craftsman stood in front of the metal gate, reached out and pressed a button hidden aside. The metal door slowly opened, revealing a passage.

"You take good care of your people."

Bai Ye walked slowly into the streets of the town and felt the gazes from the surrounding villagers. Through the glass windows, he saw those villagers observing him secretly, with vigilance and fear in their eyes.

But even if he didn't say anything, Bai Ye knew what was going on.

After walking for a while, the craftsman turned away. The red band on his forehead fluttered gently in the breeze. He warned everyone: "Be careful when you go in."

Seeing that several people looked a little confused, he explained: "My shelter is basically filled with civilians, and there are also many old people and children. It's not like the place you were at the Weapon X Factory before. They need stability." night's rest."

The cave is located on the edge of the town and seems to have been deliberately selected to be hidden yet practical.

Also benefiting from his usual safety awareness education to the villagers, these people were ready to run away at any time. Thinking of this, the craftsman couldn't help but feel a little more proud.

After a while of playing, the children and villagers finally returned to their houses. The laughter gradually dissipated and the town returned to tranquility again.

Bai Ye was also looking around this town. Compared to the numb people he saw under Magneto's rule or in Doctor Doom's territory, the people here were much better in terms of physical fitness and mental state.

After hearing that there was no danger, the atmosphere in the shelter town gradually became much more relaxed. The villagers began to come out of their houses, curiously surrounding Bai Ye and the craftsman.

He was just halfway through recalling the past when he swallowed the rest of the words. The craftsman shook his head with a sad face and walked into the cave, obviously unwilling to mention this matter.

The craftsman stood on the street, looking at the surrounding environment, and felt a warm feeling in his heart.

During the Vietnam War, a craftsman was blown off a leg and an arm. Then in order to survive, he used his rarely known magical talent. Combined with his mutant ability, he used the souls of nine dead comrades to create a portal and released An ancient evil comes to fight.

After the war, he regretted this blasphemous act and stopped using his magical talents.

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