American Comics: Multiverse of Madness

"Zhang?! Why are you here? No, why am I here? I remember me, yes, we are fighting President X. I should be dead. Are you also dead?"

Pietro struggled to speak. His super brain was about to explode from the fragmented memory fragments. The countless information left Pietro with no time to process the current situation.

"Okay, calm down. I'm not dead, and you're not dead either. Just calm down. We haven't reached a safe place yet." Zhang Yi swallowed what was in his mouth and took another piece of pizza.

"Are we not dead?" Pietro was stunned. "How is this possible? No one can escape from President X. No one can escape. What happened?"

Seeing that Pietro's mood was extremely unstable, Zhang Yi also understood that if he didn't explain it clearly to him, he wouldn't be able to enjoy the meal well, so he spoke.

"Actually, it doesn't matter. President

After I killed him, the power of chaos and mental power tore a hole in reality. The entire military factory was affected by that hole and turned into a strange mirror world, where time and space were in a state of chaos. Pushing open a random door leads to another random place.

This caused both the people who died there and the people who were not dead to be in a state of mental confusion. They turned into half-dead creatures. I can't explain what that state looks like. You can understand it as the walking dead. They will follow the instructions of the walking dead. Instinctively attack the living creatures around you.

But this also gave me a good opportunity. I ran out with you before the whole space of the military factory was torn apart. But to be honest, your injuries were too serious, so I could only point my gun at you. Then another soldier who escaped gave you a simple bandage. "

Having said this, Zhang Yi paused, then looked at Pietro and said.

"I admit that his medical skills are really poor, but in this case there is really no way to send you to the hospital. The guy said that your legs might grow crooked. I haven't studied medicine, so I can't Make sure what he said is right, later that person tried to sneak attack me but I shot him to death, you can't do anything even if you want to cause trouble for him."

"Wait a minute." Pietro couldn't help but interrupt Zhang Yi. He stared at Zhang Yi with wide eyes and his voice was trembling. "What did you just say? You killed President X! How did you do it??"

"Ah, yes."

Zhang Yi shrugged, and then took out the pistol in his arms. "The one I used, remember, it was the one you stole for me. It was also my first pistol, the one that killed Nick Fury."

"No, that's not what I meant. What I asked was how did you do it? That's President X! The entire Avengers Alliance has been fighting him for so many years without success. How did you do it?!"

"To be honest, I don't know either." Zhang Yi withdrew his gaze and said seriously, staring at the road in front of him. "Maybe he saw something interesting in my mind, and he was deeply involved in it for a while and couldn't extricate himself. Then I killed him. To be honest, I can actually understand him from another perspective."

"Is it that simple?" Pietro couldn't believe it.

"It's that simple." Zhang Yi nodded.

"Otherwise, what do you think? Could it be that before I died, my small universe exploded and unlocked unprecedented power? Or maybe I suddenly discovered that I was actually a mutant and very powerful, and then I fought him for three hundred rounds with no outcome. When the last two people released their final move, he suddenly figured everything out and discovered his mistake. He finally gave up resistance and was killed by me with one blow."

"Ah" Pietro felt that he had a lot to say, but he didn't know how to say it.

"The situation is that simple, Pietro, we are not characters in comics who have to engage in big scenes and fiery battles to attract the audience. We are living members of this sad world. You are, I am, Same goes for President X, no difference."

"But, this is too simple." Pietro muttered. He still didn't understand why President X, who had brought fear to the entire country, was solved so easily.

"Is it simple? I don't think so. Maybe, in this world, I am the only person who can kill President X in this way." Zhang Yi said lightly, without any emotion in his tone.

Hearing this, Pietro was slightly startled, and immediately leaned towards the car door.

"Hey! I saw it, are you starting to be afraid of me?" Zhang Yi rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"Hehe. No, I just wanted to change my position after sitting for a long time." Pietro smiled stiffly, and it was only then that he looked at his injured thigh.

Two wooden boards were tied to the legs, and there were circles of gauze wrapped around them. The original white gauze had been soaked with blood, but now it had dried up and turned into a black blood stain.

Sensing Pietro's gaze, Zhang Yi spoke. "You were seriously injured. The person said that your leg was torn off by a huge force. The pain at that moment was enough to make someone die. Moreover, most people basically have no treatment for this kind of thing. In the end, they have to It was an amputation, but your ability saved you."

"Well, my high-speed metabolism allows me to recover from injuries much faster than the average person."

"Indeed, but it would not be so good if the bones were broken. After all, your ability only allows you to repair it quickly. It will not make your bones grow back to their original positions, so I asked the soldier to give it to you. The leg bones need to be reshaped, otherwise you will end up with a deformed leg when you grow out.”

"Thanks."

"No matter how polite you are, we are all brothers." Zhang Yi smiled. "Are you really not going to eat? I remember that you consumed a lot. If it weren't for the glucose in Nick Fury's safe house, I would have been afraid that you would have starved to death before you even woke up."

Hearing this, Pietro took the pizza and started eating it. His eating appearance was ugly, after all, he only had one hand, but no one cared about this at this time.

"Where are we going next?" Pietro asked as he ate.

"Did you forget the address you gave me? 1407 Gramma King Road in the suburbs of New York. To be honest, if we had known that Professor "

Zhang Yi cursed, but he was not angry. Although he encountered all kinds of weird things along the way, fortunately they were all over. This experience will eventually become an interesting memory in his life. .

(The signing website for this book is Chuangshi, and the results are not ideal. Perhaps it is because of its slow popularity and unsatisfactory writing.)

(I was eliminated in the first round of PK recommendations. The editor asked me to prepare it for publication. I was quite sad.)

(Maybe it’s the same theme as what I wrote. It’s quite hopeless, but I will continue writing.)

(Thanks also to readers of Qidian and other websites. I hope you can continue to support me. I believe gold will always shine, but before it shines, it has not been noticed by more people.)