Marvel Space and Time Administration Growth Log

"Huh..." Lancer jumped out of the car. After leaving Damascus, they drove for three hours. Even if Lancer didn't drive, he still felt a little stiff. They were now on the road from Homs to the direction of Tartus Port.

According to M4's itinerary, they will take a break in this service area, fill the cars' tanks with gasoline, and fill people's stomachs with food, and then everyone will rush to the Griffin in the port of Tartus without stopping. Only after getting on the ship can they relax a little. Of course, to really rest, they have to go on the high seas.

Anyway, the profit from this trip has exceeded Lancer's imagination. As an insatiable arms dealer, Lancer even feels that the profit this time is so much that he is almost overwhelmed. Not to mention that Koko is now helping him negotiate with the Damascus Continental Hotel, which is another huge sum of money!

However, for Lancer, there is a small discovery at this moment, "The gasoline is really cheap..." Lancer looked at the scrolling price list at the gas station, his eyes flickered a little, but he finally sighed. Compared with arms, the oil industry is more related to the livelihoods of millions of boat workers. If Lancer dares to have this crooked idea, they will let Lancer truly experience the meaning of the petrodollar.

"Commander! The food is starting to be served! Come quickly!" SOPII shouted in an energetic voice.

"Got it, SOPII, I'm wearing headphones." Lanser sighed. How could this girl not know?! She did it on purpose! Now Lanser's ears were buzzing.

"Ah..." Fei Ma's iron fist of punishment arrived as promised. SOPII squatted on the ground holding her head with a flattering smile on her face. She really forgot, so you just take it seriously and listen to her.

"John, move the car to the entrance of the restaurant so it can be more easily watched." Lancer mentioned this to John, and John nodded. Naturally, they should do this kind of rough work. So, should they let the boss and the boss's wife do it?

"Got it, boss. We'll drive over after filling up the gas." John nodded to Lancer. He didn't even mention the gas money. The gas price in Syria was already so low that he found it very tempting, so there was no need to ask for money specifically.

"Wow...it smells so good!" When Lancer walked into the restaurant not far from the gas station, his hunger suddenly exploded. Various spices mixed in the air to form a rich flavor, and his girls had gathered in a corner and waved to Lancer.

Probably because it was just past mealtime, there weren't many people in the restaurant. But there was also an advantage, which was that the restaurant didn't have to prepare meals for others, they only had to prepare lunch for Lansor.

"Each person gets a barbecue platter, and then a vegetable salad. The barbecue platter contains bread, various vegetables and fruits, rice, hot sauce, etc. We also bought a few roast chickens and roast lamb chops, etc. If you can't finish them, you can take them away." Chuntian quickly introduced the situation to Lanser. Of course, Chuntian would not say anything extra. He prepared 25 portions for Fei Ma and Binjiang respectively. He also asked the boss to prepare more lamb chops, roast chicken, etc.

Perhaps it was because the lunch rush had just passed and all the dishes in the restaurant were basically ready, so the serving speed was very fast. Basically, after more than ten minutes, the waiters came in from outside dragging trays to serve Lanser and his friends. The two young men brought Lanser and his friends' orders in one go on a huge tray.

"It's simply an example of a standard working meal." Marco picked up the wheat cake from below, tore off a piece and dipped it in the sauce, tried the taste and was very satisfied. Then he rolled the grilled meat, rice, and vegetables in, and then it was time to chew with big mouthfuls of his mouth.

"Ha... I like this! Drinking with big gulps, eating big chunks of meat, and doing it with her hands!" Although she wasn't wearing that gorgeous cloak, the way she grabbed the lamb chops and ate them, and then drank heartily, was still very attractive.

It looks very heroic.

Lancer, who was frowning and pushing away the salad, was about to take the roast chicken over, but Chuntian stood up and used the knife at hand to easily pull off two pistol chicken legs, which were placed on two plates on the side and handed to Lancer and his mother next to Lancer respectively.

Yes, Fei Ma still occupies the position beside Lan Se. Bin Jiang doesn't care much about this. After all, his commander is his husband, and no one can take him away. And distance creates beauty, so he doesn't always want to have crooked thoughts about her beauty.

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Fei's mother picked up the chicken leg and cut it very politely, then put it into her mouth. This was much more polite than Binjiang who took the whole piece of lamb chop and put it into his mouth and ate it up in one stroke. Then Fei's mother noticed Lan Se staring at her and smiled slightly. Fei's mother blinked her eyes and signaled Lan Se to eat quickly, because in the time he was looking at her, he had already finished a plate of barbecue.

"If it's not enough, order more." Lanse said with a smile, then took a few tissues at hand and wiped Binjiang's mouth. After all, he had just arrived, so Binjiang still had some privileges. However, this privilege was at most that he could sit next to Lanse during meals. If it was at night, unless Lanse was crazy or someone else took the initiative to treat him, otherwise the sacred order at night could not be messed up!

"Commander~ Here's your side dish!" Chuntian took a plate of something that he didn't know whether it should be called stir-fried or mixed vegetables from the waiter and placed it in front of Lansher. Because it was a dish that was first grilled and then stir-fried, Lansher really couldn't recognize what it was at first.

"Is this... a kidney?!" Lansher poked one and put it in his mouth. His girls would not harm him. At most, they would trick him a little to avenge the pranks he usually played on them. However, at times like this, Lansher would basically step into the trap even though he knew it was a trap. Anyway, he would not be the one who would suffer in the end.

So after finding out it was kidney, Lanser looked at Chuntian with a confused look on his face and said, "You probably want me to do it hard tonight."

"This is really a good thing in Syria." John burped and crushed the beer can in his hand. According to the rules they set for themselves, before returning to the safe area, they could only drink a 500 ml can of low-alcohol beer to relieve their fatigue and appetite, and they could not drink more than that.

Then John noticed that Marco seemed to have eaten the entire plate of meat in a flash, and he still didn't look completely full. "If it's not enough, you can order more. The boss never lets us go hungry."

"Really? I see you all only have..." Marco scratched his head. These past few days were the first time he had used his abilities on a large scale. He had never thought that he would feel so tired and hungry after using his skills. He spent hundreds of dollars on food last night. The food in that Continental Hotel was really expensive!

And his eyes were like fighting, he could hardly open them, and later John saw that he was really going to die, so he arranged for him to take a rest. They all saw Marco's fight, so they naturally knew how hard this new team member had fought.

"Here!" Lansher picked up a plate of barbecue platter from his table and handed it over. Because of the relationship between Fei Ma and Binjiang, their table had prepared enough food from the beginning. He also threw a roast chicken on it, then raised his hand to signal the waiter to come over and add more dishes.

"Thank you, boss." Marco rubbed his hands, then wrapped the barbecue in a wrap and began to eat quickly. He felt that his stomach was like a bottomless pit and hunger was swallowing him up.

"Next time just say it directly, no need to be polite." Lancer and John high-fived and smiled. This time, Marco's performance was enough for John's team to give full marks to this big man who had not yet completed the training course! His ability was really amazing, so everyone was concerned about his situation.

"Boss, what's the situation in Damascus now? When we left Damascus, these guys basically retreated." John was holding a glass of orange juice. The barbecue was a bit salty, so he planned to drink more. To be honest, John thought that these guys would chase and intercept them all the way, but this is the result?

"It's stabilized. I can only say that the Continental Hotel is really well-connected. They were able to suppress such a big commotion." Lanser said with a smile. After all, when they were breaking out, they really encountered sniper rifles or other tough opponents. They used rifle grenades without hesitation and knocked them down with two rifle grenades.

The assassins from the Continental Hotel had never seen anyone so shameless. Since Lancer had already broken through Damascus and many assassins and mercenaries were dead, they would not have the energy to continue chasing him, especially since the warning from the Damascus Hotel had been sent to everyone.

After getting the rough battle record from Lancer, Koko said that Lancer had been very restrained, otherwise these guys would probably be blown to pieces by the drones carrying explosives. As comrades who had just worked together, Koko and his team were impressed by the self-destructing drones that Lancer and his team had precisely controlled.

With this reminder, the Damascus Continental Hotel quickly began to make efforts to stop these idiots from continuing to cause trouble for Lancer. Even if you want to earn this money, you have to live to spend it. The wailing of the disabled killers and mercenaries in the lobby calmed everyone down.

"These guys are really a little crazy. I don't know if they

What on earth are we thinking about?" John complained a few words, "But at least, we will be home soon."

"Yeah, it's almost there."

1-100 Everyone goes home

"Hello! This is Lansor. What's going on? Koko." With the reminder from his girls, Lansor realized that his cell phone was ringing. He took it out and saw that it was Koko calling, so Lansor picked up the phone.

"You..." Koko was too disdainful to show the least courtesy to Lancer, and she was just short of swearing. "Forget it, even if I complain, it will only make you laugh more happily. I received a report from the HCLI headquarters that they have received the goods you left in Tartus. They acted quickly."

"Actually, we just handed the warehouse that originally stockpiled weapons to your people." Lancer explained briefly. For arms dealers like them, they rent warehouses near docks all over the world to store things. These warehouses are big and small, and there happens to be a relatively large warehouse in Tartus. After all, the prices in Syria are really cheap, and it doesn't cost much to rent a large warehouse.

"Well, we've already negotiated with the hotel manager. All the expenses this time are covered, including the coins you bought and the handling fee for selling the gun. They apologize to you and hope you can understand that this matter has nothing to do with them." Koko said quickly, "So what did you do in New York? The Continental Hotel was not so easy to talk to before."

"Maybe... smashed it once?" Lanser rolled his eyes. Sure enough, peace and respect are all under the muzzle of a gun. The thicker the muzzle, the more peace and respect there is! "Maybe you can try it, too?"

"..." Koko rolled her eyes. What kind of ridiculous excuse was this? Well, it seemed like this guy was really capable of doing such a thing. "Then the handover for this matter is almost complete. By the way, are you going to return directly to New York or some other route?

"Go straight back to New York. I've been away for a long time this time, and my head is buzzing now," Lanser took a deep breath. However, he might go to Ukraine again. Isn't this the clearance of Fei Ma's space? It's time to restock! But these things can't be said, especially to a particularly perceptive guy like Koko.

"Okay, I'll just say hello to you. Ethan has arrived in Berlin. He seems to have transferred to Hamburg. The HCLI plane has arrived at the airport in Damascus. Thank you for not blowing up the airport!" Koko said speechlessly, "How did you create so many death traps in the city? Three or four houses, with booby traps that crippled 20 to 30 people. It's really cruel."

When Lancer was halfway through, Rem had already started talking, "The big boss has turned Damascus into a hunting ground, urban guerrilla warfare, but based on the drone system we saw that day, it is indeed possible to make the location information of these guys unilaterally transparent, which means a massacre."

What Rem said was absolutely correct. During the battle, Marco was stopped suddenly more than once and fired at the side walls or wooden doors. After the machine gun bullets swept through, the assassins who were originally preparing to surprise Lancer and his men were swept to the ground in an instant. The information gap made the battle completely controlled by M4 at the beginning, and everything was gradually realized like a puppet.

Even though Lancer and his men seemed to be rushing all the way, M4, as the commander, had perfect control of the battlefield. Although the killers and mercenaries were indeed numerous, when these guys met Lancer and his men, they would often be very depressed to find that they were the ones who were outnumbered!

As a result, in Damascus today, you can find a body riddled with bullets on the road or in a corner. And the Damascus Continental Hotel manager also complained with a wry smile that because of Mr. Lancer's efforts, the number of "salesmen" in the area may have reached a historical low in a short period of time...

"It's okay, it's just that we didn't have time, otherwise no one who entered the house would come out intact." Lanser has always believed that since it has come to the stage of solving the problem, the only thing left is the contradiction between the enemy and us, and it will naturally become a life-and-death battle. Don't be polite, because being polite will only lead to death.

"Okay, I won't listen to your bragging anymore." Koko rolled her eyes. "I have to rush to my next business. By the way, do you have any 7.62 M43 bullets and 5.45 M74 rifle bullets? If you do, I won't look for other places. 50 rounds, regardless of where they are made, just consider it as my reward." Koko rolled her eyes. Because the hotel didn't give a penny in cash, all they gave were various fee reductions and refunds, which was equivalent to transferring the money directly to Lancer's account. Koko naturally had no chance to touch them, so Koko planned to get something direct.

"For the Syrian government forces? Just go to the warehouse and get them. Also..." AR15 gestured to Lancer, "60 rounds, mostly M43. Take whatever you want."

"You're sensible. That's it." Koko hung up the phone. At this time, Stark had just changed his clothes and entered the bulletproof SUV that Koko had prepared in advance.

Three cars drove out of the garage quickly, and this time, they happened to see several people in hotel uniforms.

The original garage manager was pulled out of his post, and a group of burly men stood outside the post. Obviously, the self-examination of the Continental Hotel has begun.

"Is this also considered a rule of the other world?" Stark frowned uncomfortably. He could naturally guess what this guy was going to face, but it still made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

"No, this is not our rule. For traitors, any force will punish them most cruelly. For him, death may be the easiest choice. This unlucky guy sold the news that Lancer went out and was caught. Maybe the person who originally promised to give him money has been killed, so now he has to be caught and punished." Koko shrugged and looked at Stark on the side, "Why don't you ask Lancer to help you? This guy has a complicated network of relationships with various messy organizations in your United States. If he is willing to help..."

Originally, Stark was somewhat grateful to Coco for saving him, but unfortunately, after a morning of business negotiations, Stark was alone and any good feelings he had for her had disappeared. Now he just wanted to go back quickly and stay away from this greedy guy.

"Ms. Koko..." Stark turned his head and looked at Koko Hekmatia beside him with a serious face, "Would you let a stranger investigate your private issues? For example, is there something wrong with your sexual orientation?"

Stark gestured to the young soldier in front of him. Koko was obviously very tired after a whole morning of negotiations, so there were several times during the breaks when she either rubbed against Farme or hugged John in a daze.

"If you don't mind me killing him afterwards." Koko also replied with a smile. After a round of negotiations, both of them were sure that neither of them was a good man or a good woman, so naturally they could talk freely about some things.

"This is a really bad suggestion!" Stark shook his head. Kill that guy? After he contacted Jarvis, Jarvis made an assessment of Koko Hekmatia and Lancer. If Koko Hekmatia's financial resources were 100, then Lancer was only about 10 at most. But in terms of battle record, Lancer was 100 and Koko Hekmatia was only 1 at most. Especially in the recent series of events, he seemed to be involved. This guy was terrifyingly active in the other world.

As for Lancer's dancing cha-cha with werewolves and vampires in Ukraine, Jarvis didn't find out the content, but he found out what happened at Lancer Shipyard and the recent activities of dark creatures in many places in New York. These intelligences made Stark somewhat...amazed! This world is so chaotic and colorful.

In the end, Stark asked Jarvis to make a note and remind Lancer when he returned to New York that if there were no unexpected matters, he would pay him a visit. After all, to him, Lancer seemed to be an interesting guy.

"We're here!" Koko and her friends drove directly into the airport apron. HCLI's large transport plane was not parked at Damascus International Airport, but at a nearby military airport. Koko and her friends drove directly into the airport and drove the car to the side of the transport plane.

"Mr. Stark, I wish you good luck on your journey. Oh, by the way, it's best to go to the hospital for a thorough check-up when you return. This is the advice from the infirmary of the Continental Hotel. Your condition is rather complicated and they can't solve it." Koko pointed at the light bulb on Stark's chest.

"I understand." Stark nodded, then patted the transport plane escalator behind him, "Finally I can go back! Thank you for your help along the way. Next time when we are not talking about business, we can have a couple of drinks and invite everyone who came this time. I think this experience can be made into a movie."

"It's a good idea, but it's a pity that it's hard to realize. Price and others from Task Force 141 keep their movements top secret most of the time, and Lancer and I are no idle people either, but there's always a chance." Koko shook hands with Stark and said with some emotion. After all, for her, she has become more or less accustomed to this kind of life. Filming movies is much more exciting than this.

"I know, there will always be a chance." Stark let go of Koko's little hand, then turned and walked up the gangway. Before entering the cabin door, he turned around to look at the scenery behind him, patted the cabin door, raised his eyebrows, and walked in.

All the memories of this arms sales trip were so interesting, but when Stark thought about the swordplay after returning, he felt a headache.

"Finally, we got this guy gone! The work is almost done!" After waving to Stark, Koko stretched lazily, got into the car, and watched the plane in the rearview mirror start to taxi.

1-101 Gifts, Memories, April Fools' Day

"What is this?" Lan Se looked at a wooden box placed in front of him with a strange expression. Yesterday, he seemed to have seen his wives casually throwing it on the table in the hotel, so he didn't pay any attention to it. If it had something to do with him, his wives would tell him. If not, then why should he care.

Lanse, who was originally planning to go on a date with AR15 (to count the profits this time), was pulled away by the smiling Binjiang. Fei Ma smiled apologetically at AR15, and Binjiang simply winked at AR15, indicating that her date time was snatched away by her, Binjiang!

AR15 quickly began to adjust

Organize the data, and then put the books in order, and wait for Lanser to come back and show them to Lanser. Since AR15 handed these things over to her, she has been doing them very carefully, basically to the point where Lanser can understand them at a glance.

"Gift!" Binjiang hugged Lanse with a smile. When Lanse turned around, she saw Binjiang's brilliant smile. Binjiang also gestured, asking Lanse to open it quickly. That day, she and Fei Ma had been very careful to grab the gift.

"Oh? There are gifts?" Lansher had a smile on his face. Although most of the time he gave gifts to his girls, since arriving here, most of the money was under the management of the girls. They would know in advance what he wanted to buy for them, so it didn't make much sense. However, Lansher was generous when it came to buying gifts, and the girls would be very happy.

Lanser opened the box, and his eyes flickered, "Wenwu's armband?" Lanser looked at the thing in front of him with a somewhat strange expression. After all, in the dimension he saw, this guy in front of him would fall into Lanser's hands most of the time.

Some had their hands chopped off by AK12s, some were collectively shot, and then Lexington summoned a large group of fighter jets to bomb them to pieces.

Some of them were pierced through the body by the disintegration rays during the bombardment.

There was even one case where the two sides fought a sword duel and Lanser beheaded him with one sword...

However, in most of these pictures, this guy is not called Wenwu, but Mandalin, and he is not wearing an armband, but ten rings.

But there are also people who have ten armbands like Lancer has, and it just so happens that in the memory of the time when the disintegration ray was used to hit people, the one who was lucky was Wenwu in front of him, and what's even luckier is that the person who got the armband was a traverser who inherited the Diablo dimension.

This wizard who opened a bar called "Worldstone Fortress" in New York has a very solid knowledge system and terrifying wealth! It's nothing, this guy brought his storage box from the Diablo world, which contains enough gold coins to crash the gold price, and a sixteen-digit number of ghost beasts...

And three boxes with five slots, a total of fifteen pages of legendary equipment and sets...

But he didn't have any damn upgrade system, instead he had the knowledge reserve of the entire wizard system...

　In a sense, he would cast the top spells such as Blizzard, Hydra, Meteor from the beginning. As long as he had enough mana, he could cast spells directly, but there would be a normal pre-casting of casting spells and some consumption of triggering media, unless it was a set effect...

However, he seemed to have never been short of mana, because in his warehouse he had a specially washed +939 intelligence, level requirement 1, Ancient Thunder Fury. Blessing of the Wind Chaser...

And this big man with top wizard knowledge, after getting this thing, played with it for a while and figured out the usage of this ten rings. Because its strength is limited, this mage, who is not sure whether he can be considered a Nephalem, used it as a bar ornament, and put it together with the werewolf head next to it, which is very impressive.

Because of this memory, Lanser probably knew how to use it when he touched it. It is difficult to describe the specific operation of this mysterious memory. In short, it is "I know."

In short, under the gaze of Fei Ma and Bin Jiang, when Lan Se touched the ten rings, the ten rings flashed with azure light one by one as Lan Se's fingers touched them. Lan Se raised his eyebrows at Fei Ma and Bin Jiang, "It seems that this thing is indeed somewhat destined to be with me."

"That's good!" When Fei's mother tapped Lansel's head lovingly, she told him not to get too carried away.

Binjiang on the side was very happy. Although in a sense, it was Fei Ma who got 5 first, and then her ship suit killed Wenwu and got the remaining , but no matter what, it was she who discovered it and it was her idea! Binjiang sat directly in Lanser's arms with a smile on his face.

"Do you want to try the back?" M4, who was watching from the side, asked in a low voice. They were now on their way back to Ukraine. Lancer planned to open the treasure again and fill up Fei Ma's space before going back. After all, it was not too far from Ukraine now. Otherwise, they would have to cross the entire Atlantic Ocean next time, which would be a waste of fuel.

When SOPII found out that there was going to be a gun show in Texas, Lancer was more determined. The people of Texas, who were full of martial virtue, were always willing to spend a lot of money on military equipment. After all, it was a magical land where people could carry AK-like weapons and order food at McDonald's. Lancer thought about it, so he had to make a quick move.

Gun enthusiasts across the United States are in luck this time! The PPSH-900 with a firing rate of 41 rounds per minute is on sale! Only 1998, take it home happily! And it is completely legal! This is an old submachine gun produced by the Soviet Union during World War II! It will never reach the 1947 deadline.

Lancer even thought of his own slogan:

Dear fellow Texans:

Stowaways making noise in the middle of the night?

Are there always thieves visiting?

Community policing isn’t working?

There is nothing that a 71-round drum magazine can't solve, and if there is, then use two!

Buy now and get the summer promotion DLC, no... an extra drum magazine!

Now the atmosphere in Ukraine has suddenly become very solemn due to some strange things. Most of the ships have tactfully left Ukraine in advance. Even those ships transporting grain from Ukraine have completed the loading and evacuated as soon as possible. After all, no one wants to be unlucky and caught up in the political whirlpool.

So there are not too many ships on the route now, at least before reaching the Bosphorus Strait, there are no ships nearby, and now it is daytime, it will not be as conspicuous as at night. In theory, it is the best time for Lancer to experiment with firearms or other things. At least now Marco is at the stern receiving training from John and his team.

In the previous battle, although Marco performed exceptionally well, in the subsequent analysis, if Marco did not have a special physique, then Lancer would have had to adopt Penny. Although the damage of ordinary firearms to Marco is very low, Marco is not invincible.

Before, Lancer made a bet with Marco that he could easily defeat Marco, but Marco didn't believe it. As a result, he was sprayed by SOPII with a high-pressure water gun. No matter whether it was a humanoid or sand, it was washed away.

Therefore, Marco, who was awakened from his illusion of invincibility by the high-pressure water gun, now honestly conducts combat team tactical training with John and others. If Lancer wants to try these ten bracelets, it is really a very good time. There is no need to worry about confidentiality, and it can directly give John and others an intuitive feeling.

If one day you need to cooperate with Lancer, or protect the boss, then it is very important for us to understand each other's combat power.

"Okay! Anyway, I can't finish reading all the account books that AR15 has sorted out in a short time. AR15, let's go to the stern deck together and try out my new toy." Lancer's face was filled with the joy that every man has when he gets his own new figure. He stretched out his hand and ten arm rings lit up and were put on his two arms one by one.

"Oh! You've already made it this far?" Binjiang's eyes sparkled. "I knew it! This thing will definitely suit you, Lanser!"

"If you want to try something later, be careful. Binjiang, go get your Thousand Chance Umbrella." Fei's mother followed Lan Se out with a smile on her face. She was happy when Lan Se was happy. And Fei's mother really didn't care how much attack power Binjiang found. How could anyone be as strong as her?

But if it can enhance Lancer's defense! Then Fei Ma is very concerned! She is now having a headache, not knowing how to pass the message back. After all, according to Binjiang, they took the initiative to open up the space-time dimension and sent Binjiang here. Although Binjiang suffered some hardships in the process, they successfully sent her here! This is very critical! Since even the ship girl can be successfully sent here!

So!

That set of commander's armor that was built with the strength of the entire port area, didn't you stupid women know to send it over first! Fei Ma was very angry!

No matter who is sent over next, these guys better remember this!

Although the port district let the commander wear this set of armor once after it was made, and then immediately realized that it was not appropriate and sealed it up! They didn't plan to let the commander go to the front line! Why give the commander a chance to arm himself! ? It can only be understood as a collective incident of the entire port district for the safety of the commander.