Overlords in the Marvel Universe

Chapter 223 Infinity Gauntlet (1)

"Of course it's because of boredom."

Li Jie replied perfunctorily, "Everything is possible in infinite parallel universes, don't you think it's very interesting to put those different variants together?"

Lu Xiaobei didn't speak. In a sense, Li Jie's thinking was very similar to that of Rick who had just left the tavern... He didn't understand the world of entertainment lunatics.

"I recently promoted a mashed potato named Mo Qiao. Let me tell you, that guy is a very thoughtful TV program producer." Li Jie said with great interest. Joe and the host Tony Stark have created a new program called 'KILLMYSELF', which means 'I kill myself', the lucky ones can get rich overnight."

Lu Xiaobei nodded, she probably understood what kind of program this was.

To put it simply, it is to throw different universe variants of the same superhero into a battle royale map, and the audience can choose a favorite player to bet on.

"The contestants in the last competition were a hundred Hulks from different universes, and this time there are a hundred Wolverines." Li Jie shook his head slightly, "It's a pity, the old wolf who participated in the Fighting World Grand Prix before Died in this KM, I was looking forward to the story of his meeting with the young Wolverine."

Everything is possible in the Doujie, so Li Jie has long turned off his omniscient and omnipotent plug-in. The ability to predict the future is very boring to him.

"You're talking about Dusk Wolf Logan, right?" Lu Xiaobei frowned, "I remember there are several Dusk Wolves in the Doujie, right in that wasteland universe."

Li Jie nodded.

"Entertainment, heh." Lu Xiaobei drank the Coke in the goblet in one gulp.

"Yeah, it's time to tell the story again."

……

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The power of the Infinity Gauntlets is unrivaled in the vast universe, and when put together they give the wielder complete control over reality.

And the only piece of gear that keeps the gems together is—

Infinity Gloves.

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[Wasteland Diary: XX, XX, XZ, XX, weather: sunny]

[The days before the era of swarms... I was not very old or young at the time, and I still vaguely remember the taste of life before]

[The smell of the bakery, the smell of clean clothes, the smell of flowers... and the smell of my mother's perfume, but the only smell I can distinguish now is Xiao Z]

【Now, we are scavenging every day in this old world like an open cemetery to survive, of course, I am not complaining】

【My family, the Baqien family, is considered lucky. At least most of us are still alive. Sometimes I wonder if my life will be easier if I don’t remember the past? 】

Sitting on a flat rock, An Wen was holding a mechanical pencil and drawing on a sketchbook. She seemed to be very talented in this area, and within a short while, a lifelike portrait appeared on the paper.

"I found a new mechanical pencil in a dilapidated office, and there is still lead in it." An Wen showed the sketchbook to the grandfather next to her, "Look, do I draw like my mother herself?"

"You are very talented, An Wen." The white-haired old man on crutches stared at the painting in his granddaughter's arms, opened his mouth and gave an ambiguous answer.

Baqien's leg was broken during the pursuit of the Annihilating Swarm, but he managed to save his life, and his broken leg is almost healed now.

"Are you avoiding this question to mean that you don't look like it?" An Wen asked back with a smile.

"I'm really sorry, my dear." Bacheen shook his head, "But your mother has been away from us for so long that I can't even remember what she looks like."

What An Wen painted was her mother, a member of the Nova Corps and a hero who fought against the Annihilation Swarm.

Fighting world, endless battle zone.

The originally bustling city was plundered by the annihilating insects, leaving only endless ruins. The crows flew with hoarse voices. Among the ruined walls of the city, a black and yellow wolf dog scraped away the gravel in front of it. , lowered his head and didn't know what he was sniffing.

After a while, the wolfhound raised its head and looked around. Behind it, two figures, one big and one small, had already caught up.

The middle-aged man's name was Menz, and he was the head of the Baqien family. Next to him was his underage daughter, Fern.

The clothes on the father and daughter looked tattered. Although they looked a little worse, they still had the function of keeping warm, otherwise they might not be able to withstand the next wave of cold snap.

Tighten the backpacks on their backs, which are full of "trophies" they picked up from the ruins, such as canned food and clean bottled water.

Arriving on an open platform, looking at the two figures sitting together not far away, the youngest daughter Fern waved her hand excitedly, and the immature voice of a child could be heard far away on the open platform.

"Sister!" Fern trotted all the way, "What are you drawing? Can you show me?"

"Of course." An Wen smiled and rubbed the top of her sister's head, then handed over the sketchbook in her hand.

"Dad, look quickly, what my sister drew is my mother!"

"...the painting is really beautiful."

Seeing the familiar face in the portrait, Menz also had a look of reminiscence on his face.

"dad…"

"It's okay." Menz shook his head, "We've gained a lot today, the old man didn't cause you any trouble, did he?"

"Hey!"

Baqien, who was on crutches, snorted dissatisfiedly.

An Wen smiled helplessly, "Grandpa is always so energetic."

"Little Z found some canned food!" Fern took out today's spoils from the backpack, and the little Z she was talking about was the yellow and black wolfhound.

"Keep your voice down, Fern." Menz yelled in a low voice, "The label on the can is rotten, which means that we are going to open the lucky blind box now."

"Maybe we'll have soup later, or some noodles."

However, Goddess of Luck did not favor the Baqien family today. The real identity of those tin cans was actually dog ​​food.

But something is better than nothing. In this doomsday world, the first thing they need to do is to survive.

"It's getting late, we should go."

Throwing away the empty tin box in his hand, Menz put on his backpack and called the others to set off together.

Those Annihilation swarms are still wandering in the ruins of the city, the city will become more dangerous at night than during the day, they can no longer stay here, they have to hurry back to their camp in the forest now.

"Ok?"

An Wen, who was following behind her father, suddenly stopped in her tracks. A strange feeling of being watched made her look up subconsciously.

Yet she saw nothing.

"what happened?"

Noticing the strangeness in An Wen's body, Menz, the father, hurriedly asked with concern. .

"It's okay." An Wen shook her head, "I thought I saw something just now."

Menz nodded, "Then let's move on, it's getting dark."