Leziren’s happy life in Marvel

"Tony, shit! Do you even know what self-driving travel is? Look at the RV you proposed! Can that thing be called an RV? Have you ever seen an RV that has eighteen wheels and is bomb-proof?

Also, we are traveling, why are you wearing your armor? Damn it, I don’t even dare to take you to the town!

Damn it, I just wanted to go to the town to experience the local customs, but I was welcomed by the mayor himself! Damn it, for a moment I didn’t even know whether I was traveling or looking at investments with you.

And the most important thing is, it’s been two whole days! I've never seen you take off your armor before. Don't you want to go to the toilet? Aren't you hot in such a hot weather?

Who would be a good person who would travel by car wearing a battle armor? "

Sherlock complained as fiercely as a machine gun. I, Sherlock, have a sentence mmp that I must say, and not only do I say it, I also say it in person!

But it was obvious that Tony didn't care at all about Sherlock's complaints. Instead, he touched his chin and thought for a while before speaking.

"Well, what you said makes sense. I should really develop a more portable armor. The current armor is a bit inconvenient. Jarvis, record this idea and start researching it when I get back.

As for the problem you mentioned about going to the toilet, as a genius, I already thought of this when I was designing the armor on the Internet! "

After that, Tony pointed to the iron pants of his steel armor and continued.

"At the beginning of the design, I had already thought about long-term combat. This place can be folded for my convenience, and because I have to consider extreme environments, there is a purification device in my armor. If I really can't hold it in, It can be solved directly in the armor.

The armor can automatically filter and turn it into pure water for drinking. And thanks to your magic potion, I can solve problems in a variety of ways. "

Having said that, Tony no longer hesitated. He placed his hands on both sides of his pelvis. With a slight exertion, he made a sound, just like the sound of Lego being pulled out. Tony directly pushed his hip shaft He picked it up from his own body.

The most amazing thing is that the hip shaft that Tony is holding in his hand is still wearing steel armor, and after the hip shaft was taken off, Tony did not lose support and slumped in the chair.

On the contrary, it remained as usual, as if after taking off the hip shaft, there was still an invisible thing supporting Tony's body, and even all the functions of the armor were still intact.

Sherlock's brows jumped as he finally understood what the entry on Tony's head meant.

'Entry: Doll Life

Entry effect: The user will turn into an extremely realistic doll

Time: 00:10:08'

Co-authoring a doll life is like transforming into Lego.

But the next second, Sherlock felt his blood pressure rise suddenly.

I saw Tony opening the car window, holding his hip shaft with both hands and sticking out the window. The next second, Tony's face showed a comfortable expression.

Sherlock felt his blood pressure rise as he watched this scene. He stepped on the brakes to slow down and roared at Tony.

"Tony is a big piece of shit! If you dare to pee on my car, I'm not done with you!!!"

Regarding Sherlock's threat, Tony seemed not to have heard a sheep. Outside the window was the uninhabited desert, and Tony was not afraid that his behavior would be seen.

After a while, Tony took his hip shaft back out of the window and gently pressed it to its original place, followed by a crisp 'wave' sound.

Tony's hip shaft returned to its original position, and there was no gap visible on the armor, as if Tony taking off his hip shaft just now was an illusion.

Sherlock prefers this to be an illusion. Tony's behavior in the past two days has truly broken all the filters about Iron Man before Sherlock traveled through time.

At this time, Sherlock felt that he was about to suffer from high blood pressure. If possible, what Sherlock wanted to do most at this moment was undoubtedly to beat his dear uncle severely.

Give me back the Iron Man I saw in the movie! ! !

Unlike Sherlock, who had his filter shattered and felt hopeless, Tony himself didn't feel anything inappropriate about his behavior at all, and was minding his own business as he looked at the entries that were about to end.

At the end of the countdown, a tube protruded from Tony's armor, and Tony bit the tube without hesitation and took a sip.

Watching Tony drink the potion, Sherlock frowned even deeper, and after thinking about it, he said to Tony.

"Tony, magic potions are not omnipotent! Antidotes cannot always help you. You must know that magic potions are also medicines, and medicines will have resistance. If you drink like this, the effect of the antidote on you will become weaker and weaker.

Seriously, if you have time to waste with me here, why not go home and study new armor or new elements. "

Regarding Sherlock's proposal, Tony just gave a perfunctory hum and didn't say much. But the next second, Tony's expression changed drastically and he said to Sherlock seriously.

"parking!!"

Listening to Tony's words, Sherlock quickly stepped on the brakes. After the car stopped, Tony got out of the car and closed the armor without any hesitation. Just when Sherlock didn't know what happened.

Tony left a message that he needed to find Pepper for something, and asked Sherlock to leave first, and he would catch up.

Before Tony left, Sherlock saw that the entry on top of Tony's head had changed.

'Entry: Rubber life

Entry effect: Increase a certain part of the body every thirty minutes, change it every thirty minutes, and the part is random.

Entry time: 23:59:01'

As if he understood something, Sherlock slapped the steering wheel jealously, then sinfully picked up his cell phone and called his future aunt Pepper.

Chapter 28 What I Saw Along the Way

Who knows what Sherlock said to Pepper that day. Anyway, Tony never came back after he left. After Sherlock waited there all day, he drove directly to Yo-Yo without any hesitation.

Without Tony's presence, Sherlock could truly experience the fun of traveling by car.

Sherlock also knows why the Ford Raptor is said to be a self-driving travel treasure.

With the blessing of the powerful American large-displacement V8, this car can be said to be that as long as you give it enough fuel, it can take you running, no matter whether there is a road or not!

Not only that, in addition to the fun of cars, Sherlock also experienced what it means to be happy as a rich person. It can only be said that rich people really know how to play. No wonder so many rich people were addicted to driving Raptors before time travel. The dragon is running through time.

As long as this thing runs, it's really happy. Especially boys, they simply can't resist this feeling.

Just imagine driving a big Raptor on the vast Gobi Desert and stepping on the accelerator. The powerful shock absorption and power make the vehicle feel like it's running on the road.

The smoke and dust that was raised were already left behind before it even landed on the car. From a distance, it actually gave people the feeling of a man riding alone and charging on the battlefield.

What male creature could resist such a temptation? Especially human beings, who have experienced thousands of years of cold weaponry and have almost engraved battlefield charges into their DNA.

Anyway, Sherlock felt that he couldn't resist this feeling, and he was even a little addicted for a while. This kind of feeling was not magical, and even the top-notch Iron Man armor on the technological side could not give Sherlock such a feeling.

And thanks to the vast land and sparse population of the Lighthouse Country, there is no need to care about pedestrians or other vehicles. The feeling of just using the accelerator and not the brakes makes Sherlock feel addicted.

Apart from this happy feeling, Sherlock was also fascinated by the scenery along the way, although it was definitely not as shocking as the legendary Duku Highway with four seasons in his previous life.

It is not as magnificent as the Sichuan-Tibet Line, but thanks to the small number of people and more uninhabited areas, the forests, peaks, deserts, and next door along the way can be regarded as giving Sherlock a hard time driving through the addiction.

Sherlock even concluded that if you want to go camping, the forest is definitely your first choice. The fresh air and materials everywhere make you want to leave.

Especially when I woke up the next morning, the thin mist in the forest and the fresh earthy smell were really unforgettable.

If you want to step on the accelerator and experience the joy of traveling, then the next door is the best choice. It is a flat plain, and the smoke and dust form a long queue behind you. When the car window is opened, it will make the boys excited.

As for the desert, he simply enjoys the feeling of conquering the dunes of climbing mountains. Compared to the desert, Sherlock still prefers the feeling that the forest and the Gobi give him.

Of course, apart from the beautiful scenery, Sherlock was also deeply impressed by the people he met along the way.

Especially the people in Florida, which protrudes from the Great Lighthouse, deeply implemented the words Sherlock saw before crossing.

In Florida, you can have no money, but you can never have no life!

That guy, the people and things Sherlock saw along the way, his big ideas and weird actions, Sherlock didn't even dare to talk about it, but whenever he talked about it, it would either be 404, or it wouldn't look like him. It's something that normal humans can do.

Breaking into a house in the middle of the night, giving the kitten a Mediterranean haircut, smearing his hands with peanut butter enchantment, and fighting a neighbor with a peanut allergy was nothing more than a trivial matter after Sherlock understood the customs of this place.

Even some criminals are the weirdest among the weirdest. Sherlock once saw an old man strip down to his underwear in front of a convenience store, then go to rob the convenience store and call the police.

After the police arrived, this guy would just lie down on the ground and wait for someone to arrest him.

Sherlock, who was extremely curious, really didn't understand why this man took off his clothes before going to rob him, so he used a confusion spell to become a reporter and interviewed this man.

The reason given by the brother is also very strong. He has food and shelter in the jy. He doesn't want to go to work and wants to eat national food. The reason why he took off his clothes and robbed a convenience store is very simple. It just proves that he has no weapons.

It can be said that Sherlock listened to the self-narration of this powerful man with the expression of an old man on the subway, and then decisively left and got on the bus to run away.

Who knows if he keeps wandering around here, he will become weird. In line with the principle of guarding against it, Sherlock went straight to yo-yo without any hesitation.

In addition to Florida, which has "simple" folk customs, the second place that impressed Sherlock the most was Texas, known as the Lone Star Republic.

If Florida is "simple", then Texas is "wild".

That guy would literally pull out a gun and do it if he disagreed, especially in rural areas.

Of course, wildness is wild, and Sherlock still prefers the strong cowboy culture. After all, the American drama Yellowstone in his previous life impressed Sherlock. When it comes to the Lighthouse Country, the most famous cultural symbol is the cowboy.

Cowboy culture can be said to be flourishing all over Texas, and the various rodeos have also opened Sherlock's eyes. Among other things, the American style of the cowboys in the competition is enough to shock Sherlock.

Damn it, two shots fired in a fraction of a second still hit the target, and even the sound sounded like a single shot.

To Sherlock, this was no different than magic.

There is also the magical lasso. Sherlock learned how to throw it at a gathering for a long time but still couldn't figure it out. When others threw it, it turned out to be a circle, but when it was Sherlock's turn, it turned out to be a stick every time.

This also caused Sherlock to be laughed at by those old cowboys for a long time. Of course, they didn't mean anything malicious, and they even bought Sherlock a drink at the end.

Of course, there are those who are not good at it, and there are those who are good at it. Sherlock's rapid-fire marksmanship with a spear also impressed the old cowboys. After all, such speed and accuracy showed that Sherlock had gone through a lot of training. The cowboys never laughed at it. hard working person.

Apart from these, the ones that made Sherlock feel the most uncomfortable were the wild cowgirls.

Sherlock was really not good at dealing with these wild women. He could only run away with a blushing face amidst the laughter of everyone.

Texas can also be regarded as the place where Sherlock stayed the longest so far on his journey through time.

Next, Sherlock has planned a trip from Mexico to Yellowstone Park in Ohio, and then drive all the way to Hollywood on the west coast to check out, and then return home to end the long journey.

Chapter 29 The hammer falling from the sky

In a Gobi Desert in New Mexico, Sherlock played violent rock music, howling with the car windows open while experiencing the joy of accelerating to the bottom.

This feeling made Sherlock so lingering that he almost forgot that he could do magic for a while. He was going so fast along the way. If he could avoid a small town, he would definitely avoid it unless he ran out of supplies. Sherlock will never take the so-called path.

Sherlock, who had just resupplied gasoline and food and drink from a small town behind him, was at the time of being irritable. In order to hurry to the Past History Park, Sherlock can be said to have completely liberated the violent nature of the raptor.

As the speed of the car got higher and higher, Sherlock's mood began to become more and more excited, and the music in the car began to become more and more violent.

However, unknown to Sherlock, Asgard in the distant universe is undergoing a change. Their prince Thor was deprived of his divine power by the god-king Odin.

He even threatened to exile Thor to the earth. At this time, Thor was arguing with his father in front of the throne.

But it was obvious that God King Odin had no intention of arguing with Thor. With just a casual move, Mjolnir, nicknamed the Meow Hammer, flew into the hands of God King Odin.

After giving the Meowth Hammer a magical ban, Odin just threw it away, and the Meowth Hammer flew towards the Rainbow Bridge. Even Heimdall didn't even react. The Meowth Hammer had already flown to the Rainbow Bridge. among.

Naturally, Sherlock, who was above the earth, couldn't find Meow Hammer in mid-air who had just flown out of the Rainbow Bridge. He was still charging with the accelerator pedal down, as happy as a god.

With the charging of Sherlock and Sherlock, the distance between the two became closer and closer. Finally, in an instant, the back of Sherlock and Sherlock's raptor came into close contact. .

Thanks to the characteristics of the Meow Hammer, Sherlock's raptor's huge inertia was unable to shake the Meow Hammer at all, but this characteristic caused Sherlock's raptor to suffer.

For a brief moment, the impact point of the Meowth Hammer happened to appear on the rear wheel beam when it smashed through the rear bucket of the Raptor.

Under the combined action of the huge inertia of the raptor's forward movement and the relatively stationary Meowth Hammer, the rear bucket of Sherlock's pickup truck was violently torn open.

Even under the influence of the huge inertia, Meowth Hammer tore apart the rear bucket of Sherlock's car and even threw Sherlock's car over its shoulder.

Fortunately, Sherlock's reaction was relatively fast. The moment the Meow Meow Hammer hit the back of his car, he subconsciously cast a spell on himself without a stick and silently, adding a layer of shield to himself. No injuries.

Although he was not injured, the impact at that moment was enough to stun Sherlock for a long time.

After waiting for a while, Sherlock slowly climbed out of the cab.

Just one glance at Sherlock made him feel his blood pressure rise all of a sudden. The reason was very simple. His beloved car, the big raptor that took him across half of the United States, could be said to have been turned into pieces at this time.

Except for the cab, which was relatively intact, there were fragments of Sherlock's car all over the floor. You could even vaguely see the fragments of the tent that Sherlock had worked on for several nights before he took it out.

Sherlock, who was attracted almost instantly, wanted to see what kind of ghost thing could destroy his car like this. Damn it, what kind of hatred or grudge could make someone use missiles to hit an innocent civilian like himself.

As an LSP, Sherlock even rejected those wild cowgirls who approached him. How could he provoke such a ruthless character? Fortunately, the missile did not explode. If it had, he probably wouldn't be a little confused. So simple.

Cursing and staggering to the landing point, Sherlock was stunned for a moment, because what appeared in Sherlock's eyes was not the missile or the like that he initially thought, but a hammer. And it was a hammer that he was extremely familiar with.

"What the fuck? Meowth Hammer? The plot of Meowth Thor has already begun? So, it was God King Odin who smashed my car?"

As if he was sure of something, Sherlock looked up at the empty sky, raised his pen with both hands and made an internationally recognized gesture.

"!@#%...&*()!@#%...&*), Heimdall, I know you can see and hear, help me tell that old swallow Odin, I@#%his mother ……&*（）@#%……&*（@#%……&））!!

Don't pretend you can't see it! I know you can see it! I%...His mother's&*()#%...&*())"

Heimdall stood at the entrance of the Rainbow Bridge and watched Sherlock lively send telegrams for nearly half an hour. The most important thing was that not a single sentence was repeated during this half hour.

The content is so dirty and the scale is so large that almost all the women in Asgard are almost finished by Sherlock.

After a while, Sherlock stopped sending the telegram, and Heimdall, who was far away in God's Realm, couldn't help but touch the sweat on his forehead.

Secretly sighing, this little guy is really good at squirting. As for Sherlock's words to convey these words to God King Odin, Heimdall thought about it and decided to forget it.