A Journey of American Comics Starting from the Zombie Universe

Chapter 109 Craftsman
The dark silver metal armor rushed out of the dark clouds, blue flames were constantly sprayed from its feet, and it was used as a driving force to continue moving forward, and the crescent-shaped aircraft followed closely behind.

"Computer, after entering the reservation, scan the landforms on the ground that match the characteristics I entered."

Bai Ye in the cockpit glanced around the display screen and asked, it was difficult for him to obtain useful information from the numbers and information streams flashing across it.

It not only contains a large number of proper nouns, but also various abbreviated notes left by the previous owner of the anti-Hulk mech, Tony Stark, and Franklin, which is completely incomprehensible.

"No problem." AI's voice came into his ears, and Bai Ye was slightly relieved, and he was able to look down at the ground through his helmet with peace of mind. Below was a khaki desert, and occasionally he could see a few clumps of unknown green plants dotted in it.

The process of injecting serum into all the monks went smoothly, and no one died of rejection. However, these enhanced people cannot go directly to the battlefield. They still need time to adapt to their different bodies from ordinary people. The old Daredevil stayed. Mentoring them, he is a veritable master at mental adjustment and adaptation.

The serum separated from Bai Ye's blood is better than the batch injected into Captain America in terms of physical strengthening, whether it is speed, strength or reaction, it is slightly better.

"My bow."

Sitting in the Moon Knight aircraft, Eagle Eye was looking at the compound bow that was broken into two pieces in his hand with a grimace. After strengthening it, he hurriedly wanted to see if his archery skills could return to the level of the past, but it didn't. Thinking of accidentally breaking the bow.

He only carries this bow with him, the rest are placed in his stronghold in Hammerfell, so it is naturally impossible to go there and get them now.

It's just that without the bow, Clint always feels very uncomfortable all over his body, as if there are ants crawling.

Hawkeye without the bow is like Captain America without the shield, Banner without the Hulk, Tony without the mecha, and his whole life is incomplete.

"Thinking of the bright side, when we find a craftsman, you will soon have a brand new bow that is better than your previous bow."

Hearing Clint's complaints from the communication channel, Bai Ye said casually.

They are now going to the Indian reservation, or the area that was the Indian reservation a long time ago, to find one of the members of the X-Men, the mutant artisan, who in this universe established a here after the day the heroes fell. refuge.

Forge, no one knows what his real name is, everyone just knows that he is an Indian with a boxy face and red bandages on his head.

This guy's mutant ability is that he can 'forge' what he wants, but the process is very metaphysical, not so much metaphysical, as it is more like the green-skinned orc in Warhammer 40K.

Even inventive geniuses like Tony Stark or Reed Richards, for the most part, had to consciously figure out the theoretical principles behind their inventions and then go through a series of steps to create them.

In the craftsman's mind, many logical steps are completed by his subconscious mind. He only needs to think that he can create a brain wave amplifier-a machine for enhancing the ability of telepaths, then he will really can be made.

Other than that, exoskeleton armor, spears and cannons are not to mention.

He was insane for a while, when someone compared the craftsman's thinking to a heavy machine, he immediately used his mutant ability to repair the machine, and his mental illness was also cured immediately.

"Entered the target area, starting a full scan."

An area mark appeared on the screen. It was a vast desert valley surrounded by steep mountain walls. Bai Ye's heart moved, and he knew he had found his target.

"Target locked, ready to land."

The mech's computer prompted, he nodded, operated the mech, adjusted the attitude to a suitable angle, and began to land towards the valley, and the aircraft followed him and lowered its altitude.

The Hulkbuster mecha and the crescent-shaped aircraft landed on the ground together. The weight of the aircraft made the ground tremble slightly, while the mecha landed lightly with the help of the jet port and blended into the night.

There is a tranquility all around, and you can't see your fingers.

Bai Ye scanned his surroundings. In the darkness, he could vaguely see the undulating sand dunes in the distance. This valley seemed to be completely isolated from the outside world.

Just as he was looking around, suddenly lights from different directions shone on the silver anti-Hulk mech.At the same time, there were nervous shouts from those directions: "Turn around and move away at once! Or. No, or we're going to open fire!"

He stuttered a bit in the second half of the sentence, obviously the speaker was a little lacking in confidence after seeing the huge Hulk Mecha.

"Turn on infrared mode."

Ignoring those shouts, Bai Ye calmly gave instructions to the mecha's computer. Following his words, an infrared heat map was immediately displayed on the mecha's display screen.

About a hundred meters around, there were seven or eight people wearing large bipedal mechas aiming their weapons at him. Those exoskeleton armors looked a bit like the crude Titan mechas in "Titanfall" Version.

After a brief glance, Bai Ye knew that even if the anti-Hulk mecha hadn't been coated with vibrating gold, the conventional firepower on those two-legged mechas couldn't do anything to him.

Just as the people in the bipedal mecha saw that the Hulk mecha didn't move and became more and more nervous, Bai Ye suddenly activated the mecha's loudspeaker, and his voice resounded through the silence of the night: "Go find the artisan! Just say that Clint Barton in the Avengers has something to ask him."

His voice came out through the loudspeaker, echoing in the desert valley.

Those people in mechas were stunned when they heard Bai Ye's words, as if they were a little confused by this sudden request.

But then, they exchanged glances and came together, apparently discussing how to deal with it.

"Are you going to invite the artisans? Could this be an enemy's conspiracy?" A figure whispered to himself under the searchlight.

The other person frowned, and replied hesitantly: "No, the man in the mecha has been quiet so far, so he shouldn't be attacking us."

Just when these people were still hesitating, a voice suddenly came from behind them, "No need, I'm already here." A man in a repairman's uniform with a red bandage on his head came out of the crowd.

Everyone turned their heads and their eyes fell on the craftsman. His eyes revealed a kind of indifference and calmness, as if he was not surprised by this situation.

His attire and the attitude of everyone towards him showed that he had a certain prestige in this territory.

　Thanks to the book friend 20230619191846443 for the reward of 500 points
　　
　
(End of this chapter)