The Era of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 218 Ivan: I am not coming back to prove how good I am.
In the office of the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., which had not been used by anyone for almost half a month, Nick Fury returned to his kingdom.

He put his legs high on the table, shaking very rhythmically.

It's still comfortable at home.

Aside from being at ease, the chief of the Braised Egg Snake Shield couldn't help being a little vigilant:

During his absence for half a month, the S.H.I.E.L.D. Bureau ran very smoothly, and all affairs were carried out in an orderly manner.

What's more, when I made some mistakes in the past, the pressure from the military, the parliament, the Security Council and other parties came in layers, and I had to be careful if I wanted to get a little money. For this reason, Fury also taught himself accounting and auditing for many years. .

But now?

I disappeared for half a month!

With such a big power vacuum and such a big breach of responsibility, why don't you pursue it?Why not take the opportunity to seize power and plant spies?
At least check the account!

No, not at all!It's as if I am a saint like Captain America, and all parties are extremely reassured of me.

Fury felt that the whole world seemed to be shrouded under a huge black hand, and when he thought that even Hydra's mortal enemy, S.H.I.E.L.D., had turned into Hydra's appearance, he shuddered a little.

Could it be that the whole of America and the whole world has become like a hydra?

No, in order to better catch the hydra and better resist the erosion of the hydra, my hydra snake head has to lurk deeper and look more like a hydra.

That's right, Fury, the leaves bathed in the sun are certainly beautiful, but only the deeply buried dark roots can absorb nutrients from the Hydra and finally save the world!
Thinking of this, Fu Rui looked solemn, dialed the phone number to other snakeheads, thanked them for their help this time, and exchanged some information and benefits with the snakeheads.

"This is all for the world!"

The key is that it is much easier for Hydra to pay wages and give money than the World Security Council.

After finishing all this, Fury pulled down the lazy Yuan Devourer from the cat stand, and stared at the orange cat on the table with his one-eyed expressionless face.

The orange cat grunted 'meow', wagged its tail casually, and lay on its side exposing its belly, so Fury dared to touch the cat.

After going through a very unpleasant journey of becoming a cat, his level of serving the cat owner can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds. The Yuan Devourer, who has always been close to Fu Rui, has also gotten closer to him recently, which is also a blessing in disguise.

Scratch the sides of the cat's face with both hands, gently draw and pull with fingertips on the back, and pat the tail gland.
After a set of procedures, Fury's cat's thighs were purring comfortably, and he even let out a low growl of dissatisfaction when he stopped.

"Gus, I have important things to do now, and I'll play with you later!"

Fury took out a chicken helmet from under the table, put it lightly on his head, and his one eye fell on the pad of Gus's paw:
"Keep me safe and don't let anyone get close to my body! Please!"

"Meow~"

The Yuan Devourer jumped lightly, landed lightly on Fury's lap, adjusted its position and fell down to sleep.

Call ~
Fury's complexion changed slightly.

Big oranges are the most important, but the legs are really numb!
However, with the protection of this super combat power, Fury can finally relax and log into the digital world.

He has always been skeptical about 'flat luggage' and the digital world it provides, or in other words, his nature is to doubt everyone.

Therefore, even though the digital world was so hot, he was not in a hurry to log in, fearing that this small helmet would spy on his thoughts and memories.

But now, the crisis continues, and the fact that "Crazy Thursday" can obtain superpowers has been verified, and the superpowers produced seem to have no side effects. He finally made up his mind to obtain a "tail chicken" and become a superhuman .

"You're such a hard man to find, Mr. Coulson! Or should I call you Grocery's Baby?"

Coulson stood at the door of his 'home' room, looking at the old god Fury with his legs crossed inside, a little speechless.

According to his understanding of the boss, Fury came about two hours earlier than the scheduled time, and then spent an hour and a half while checking the traps and setting up his own traps, and sat on the sofa for 10 minutes , just to pretend this wave.

But this is Gotham!

"Boss, the fruit basket that you emptied is actually not only bananas and apples, but also cherries!"

Braised Egg's already dark face turned even darker.

"Ahem! Talk about business, talk about business!" Fury, who didn't pretend to be embarrassed, pushed the fruit plate further away without leaving a trace, and said in a deep voice:

"Where are the captain and Natasha?"

The corner of Coulson's mouth twitched slightly. Fortunately, he is a little blue man now, so his smile is not very obvious:
"They are waiting for us in the car outside! By the way, Chief, this is for you!"

Coulson took out a bowl of well-packed boxed lunch from the grocery shopping basket that he carried with him, and handed it to Fury.

"Chicken Stuffed Noodles!
It is said that eating this can increase the probability of successfully eating chicken in "Crazy Thursday", try it now! "

"Fancy!" Fury snorted coldly, stretched out his hand from under the big black leather jacket, took the lunch box, but didn't open it to eat.

I, Fu Rui, am not an idol, what fried rice noodles do I want?
He felt that with the fighting power of their four-person team, didn't they succeed in eating chickens all the way?Feudal superstition is bad!

Fury stood up domineeringly, and the large black leather jacket felt like a cloak when he shook it off. He said:
"There are still 10 minutes left for the game to start, go and join the captain and the others! This time, we are bound to win the power of the tail!"

boom!
A huge chicken paw crashed down on the backyard of Maicaipo's villa with a violent airflow, stirring up thousands of dust, and the airflow directly blew the villa to pieces.

"Giggle!"

Leaning half of his body out of the ruined villa, Fury looked at the giant golden-red chicken tens of meters high above his head in surprise.

There are three pairs of meat wings on the back of this chicken, and the tail feathers on the tail are like long brocade, divided into seven parts, each with its own splendor.

The giant chicken spread its wings, thumped violently, and there was a bang from its body, and it flew into the sky like a rocket.

Its blood-red eyes fell on the 'little bugs' in the ground.

"Cluck!" I pecked!
The several-meter-long giant beak burst into a circle of transparent air waves, speeding up to peck at Fury who was buried in the soil, trying to swallow him.

My life is over!

Fury already wanted to give up resistance, it was just a game anyway.
In times of crisis, no one can hold the shield, but only me, Captain America.

Steve, who was leaning against the car and chatting with the black widow, ran a few steps towards Fury, and threw the shield just in time for the tail chicken's heavy peck to hit the bull's-eye of the shield.

It's a pity that Captain America's vibrating gold shield cannot be brought into the digital world, so the shield he uses now is only the alloy shield produced by Digital Gotham.

Then the tip of the chicken's beak pierced the shield and slammed into Fury's arm, smashing it to pieces.

Then, under Natasha's surprised eyes, several giant chickens fell from the sky and landed in Gotham City.

Boom!Boom!
Giant chickens began to kill and destroy wantonly, and the sound of buildings collapsing and the smoke and dust quickly plunged the entire Gotham into chaos.

At the same time, all players in Gotham heard the familiar voice of the GM:
"Hello players, this 'Crazy Thursday' game has officially started!
In this game, we have added a new game mode, nine powerful tail chickens are wreaking havoc throughout Gotham.While playing the chicken eating game, don't be swallowed by these chickens! "

Depend on!
Fury, who crawled out of the ruins, was covered in blood, and couldn't help cursing as he looked at the big, ferocious eyes above his head.

"Mommy Fake!"

"Mommy Fake!"

Stark, who has always claimed to be a civilized person, looked at the TV in front of him and couldn't help but curse.

He smacked his lips, looked at Li Hao who had just entered the activity room, his face was uncertain:

"Look, Lee!"

"what happened?"

With a happy face, Li Hao took out a bag of potato chips, ate them with relish, and sat next to Stark.

He's relaxed and happy now.

The dimension of the beast has already been acquired, and the beast has become a domesticated monkey. As for the chickens who have been wreaking havoc in the digital world for a few days, they will always get tired and return to their human bodies. What's the problem?
Dead people in the digital world. Can that be called a problem?It doesn't matter if you die.

Li Hao handed a piece of potato chips to Stark: "Have a piece? Classic steak flavor!"

Stark waved his hand: "Puffed food is harmful to health, and the little pepper won't let me eat it. You watch TV, watch TV!"

Li Hao collapsed on the sofa, chewing crispy potato chips, and casually looked at the TV.

What was going on on TV was the Elephant party's party meeting for the presidential election of America.

It is now July of 2012, the Chitauri army that was supposed to come did not arrive this summer as promised, and America's quadrennial presidential election will naturally be held as usual.

As we all know, the president of the film and comics world is a high-risk industry, and he is always assassinated and kidnapped. Therefore, in the Marvel world, the current president Ouhei was assassinated as early as the second year of taking office. The current president is his vice president and also a donkey. the party's only candidate.

But it is not important.

What really matters, and what really makes Stark yell and freak out, is—

Among the five members of the Elephant Party who are currently competing for the final candidate in the party, there is an 'old friend' of him and Li Hao.

Although his neck was flushed red, although his appearance was slightly adjusted and his short curly blond hair was dyed, the rough lines and his resolute eyes had already betrayed him deeply.

Ivan Vanke, I recognize you even when you turn to ashes.

After all, he is still the 'pope' of Li Hao's Megatron vest, the appointed saint of the Mechanicus Cult!

It's a pity that after the Beacon invasion and Hopley's entry into the 'Dimension of Light Digital World Branch', Li Hao, the big scumbag, completely forgot about Ivan.

No way, although the 'dimension digestion ability' provided by a player is only about one-sixth of that of a sequencer.

But players can easily attract tens of millions, and they have to beg me to give them game helmets, and there are more than a billion people waiting in line. How many people do you have in Ivan's Mechanic Cult?

Therefore, when the gods he believed in ignored him, Ivan gave full play to his subjective initiative.

The great Megatron asked me to build the mechanical kingdom on the ground, did he ask me to build a small paradise, utopia?It must be at least the size of America to be worthy of the kingdom of God on earth, right?
And the rapid rollout of cyber-flavored technologies such as chicken helmets, neck chips, and virtual reality in the short six months that followed made him firm in this belief:
America is the future kingdom of the Mechanic God, so I, the Pope of the Mechanic Church, must not be its leader, leading the whole country into the Cyber ​​Era.

President, I am determined, I, the mechanical Jesus said it!

Replacing key figures in the party, grafting himself a real American resume, and taking control of Texas, a stronghold of the party, especially after adding a woman named 'Rocky' to his election team recently.

On TV, Ivan Vanke, oh, it should be called Ivanka Kushner is giving a passionate speech.

"Make America Great Again! I swear, our country is going to reach a new level.
Today, we stand here, on the land of the American people, the fertile soil that our ancestors took 200 years to cultivate.
We want to realize the implantation of chips under the neck of all people, and free online AI medical care for all people, and gradually use mechanical prosthetics and robots to eliminate heavy physical and high-risk jobs.”

On the TV, Ivan looked like an enraged lion, with blond hair hanging around his body, and his enthusiasm rushed straight into his face, making him look like a real Texan.

Noisy cheers and applause resounded through the sky, but they couldn't cover his high and excited volume. At the end, Ivan raised his left hand and clenched his fist, shouting hysterically:

"Come with me and make America great again!"

The tsunami shouted from the mountain under the stage, and the responders gathered.

Countless excited representatives shouted desperately along with Ivan, and imitated Ivan's hand movements, shaking like layers of ocean waves, and some representatives even fainted out of excitement.

At the end of the speech, Ivan did not step down from the podium, but raised his left fist again and again, proudly looking at the nearly brainwashed crowd and the four pale-faced competitors.

He knew that no one in the elephant party was his hindrance!
Who can stop me from the glorious general trend and the aspiration of the people?

During my short career as a villain, I deeply realized that villains have limits, so Stark, I am no longer a villain!
Soon, the dust settled.

Like the support rate within the party, 90.00%[-], belongs to Ivan's crushing situation!

Watching Ivan, who was being interviewed with a business smile and a team hug on TV, Stark couldn't bear his poisonous tongue anymore:

"His hair is like ice cream, soft and greasy. Well, after we have a black president, we will soon have a Russian president. Is he going to just merge his two countries?

My God, a former Soviet man who grew up under the red flag, a madman who turned himself into a machine."

"Lee!" Stark's face was a little pale, and Ivan was his nightmare for a while:
"We have to stop him!"

"Why?"

Li Hao ate the last piece of potato chips, and poured all the potato chips in the bag into his mouth without any waste.

"Aren't his propositions what you have always wanted to do?"

Stark thought for a moment, it seems that this is indeed the case, it seems good if Ivan is allowed to promote these policies he wants?

He faltered for a long time and said: "After all, he has a personal grudge with us."

"It's safe!" Li Hao waved his hands indifferently:

"He is America's butler, but how can he manage you, the capitalist master of America's Star-Spangled Banner?"

This is the reason.

Stark felt extremely twisted, frowning, and fell into internal friction.
(End of this chapter)