In the abandoned warehouse, Abomination was casually tossed on the ground by Chen Mo.
Chen Mo did not start the meal immediately.
He stood there, dark red blood vessels spreading out from his feet, sweeping across the ground, corners, ceiling, and his mental energy.
Yes, it's very quiet.
There was no engine noise from the steel cans chasing after us, no S.H.I.E.L.D.. agents, and no military presence.
"Not bad, looks like this version of Marvel doesn't have too much advanced technology."
Chen Mo squatted down in front of Abomination and reached out to pat his face.
"Hey, remember to be polite to strangers in your next life."
His face twitched with Abomination, and a hoarse growl escaped his throat.
"I... I will definitely kill you..."
"Is this the only line you ever say?"
Chen Mo sighed, "I suggest you take a language course before you play a villain next time. It's okay if you can't fight, but if you can't even speak properly, it will ruin the viewing experience."
The Abomination suddenly opened its mouth, as if it wanted to curse again.
The Blacklight tendrils instantly pierced his throat.
His eyes widened in Abomination, and his thick arms braced themselves against the ground, but his broken body could no longer support him as he got up, leaving only a few more scratch marks on the concrete.
Chen Mo looked at him, her tone quite serious.
"Don't rush, as the first meal of the new world, I will try my best to respect you."
As he finished speaking, his palm split open, and more tentacles enveloped the Abomination's body.
The gamma energy was even more volatile than Chen Mo had imagined. Having just been captured by the Blacklight Virus, it tried to take control and rampage through the flesh and blood structure.
The temperature inside the warehouse suddenly rose.
The ground cracked slightly, and the edges of the cement pit were whitened by the Heat Wave. The energy emanating from the Abomination was affecting the Blacklight Virus itself.
Chen Mo raised an eyebrow.
"Wow, new stuff is awesome."
The Abomination muscles collapsed and bulged repeatedly as they were devoured, as if something was trying to push out from within. A layer of green patterns also appeared on the surface of Chen Mo's arm, but these patterns were immediately swallowed up by the deeper blackish-red.
pain.
It felt like my body was being ripped apart!
The last time this happened was when it first ingested Compound V.
Chen Mo grinned.
"Your tech tree here is pretty advanced, but I like it."
Abomination was speechless; he could only stare intently at him.
Those eyes still held hatred and a fighting spirit.
However, it disappeared completely very quickly.
A flood of fragmented memories surged forth.
Military training.
A fanatical pursuit of power.
Then the injected medication made it stronger.
And the madness that comes with being filled with desire after the transformation.
As Chen Mo processed the restless gamma energy, he sifted out the useful parts from the fragments.
The new evolution is not comprehensive.
It's probably because the Abomination wasn't pure enough.
The truly valuable part should be in that other big green guy.
The Hulk Hulk.
Chen Mo narrowed his eyes.
"If the appetizers are this good, the main course must be even better."
The Blacklight Virus has completed its first round of analysis.
Its strength has increased significantly, its physique has been greatly enhanced, and its energy resistance has been stimulated to develop a new adaptive layer. Although it hasn't fully grasped the system yet, it has already opened a new door for the Blacklight Virus.
As for what's behind the door, we'll have to keep eating to find out.
The Abomination body has completely disappeared from this world.
Chen Mo stood up and stretched his neck.
"The taste is so-so, but the nutritional value is good."
He looked down at the faint green light remaining in his palm.
"Oh no, I just finished eating, and I'm already looking forward to the Hulk flavor!"
At the other end, Stark Tower.
Tony stood in front of the experimental table, with a dozen or so battlefield scenes projected in front of him.
Chen Mo used his finger to block out the image of Abomination, which he dragged back and forth countless times.
JARVIS's voice rang out.
"Sir, no conventional mechanical auxiliary structures were detected upon contact with the Abomination."
"Thank you, JARVIS, I noticed that too."
Tony picked up his coffee, took a sip, and his face darkened even further.
"And this discovery will make my sleep quality tonight very worrying."
"In fact, sir, you didn't sleep last night either."
" JARVIS, don't remind me of this kind of thing next time."
Tony put the cup down and zoomed in on the shadow cast by Chen Mo's feet before he disappeared.
Space technology? Or some kind of superpower?
In just a few seconds, the person vanished.
They even packed up the Abomination and took it with them.
Tony stared at the shadow, his eyelids twitching.
" JARVIS, raise the priority of the Anti-Mysterious-Asshole Armor."
"Sir, are you sure you want to continue using this name?"
"Absolutely certain."
Tony pointed to Chen Mo's smiling face in the picture.
"Does he look like someone I should seriously name?"
The atmosphere was equally tense inside S.H.I.E.L.D..'s temporary command center.
Fury stood in front of the screen, repeatedly rewinding, pausing, and zooming in on the surveillance footage.
The technician's fingers flew across the keyboard.
"Sir, the residual readings are decaying; we cannot determine the situation."
"I can't be sure, or maybe you just haven't figured out what happened?"
The technician's throat bobbed.
"Sir, we have them all."
Fury's one eye looked at the screen.
In the scene, before disappearing with Abomination, Chen Mo smiled at Tony.
He didn't take it seriously at all.
Fury was silent for a few seconds.
"Mobilize manpower and continue the investigation."
"But sir, we have no more targets to track."
"Then investigate the pits he left behind, the ground he stood on, and that damned bottle of Coca-Cola he had."
Fury's voice was very low.
"He didn't just appear out of thin air in New York; we just don't know where he came from yet."
In the warehouse.
Chen Mo retracted the last trace of blood into his body, preparing to continue searching for any good finds.
Just then, his senses jolted strangely.
There was complete silence, and no energy fluctuations whatsoever.
But intuition was already screaming.
Chen Mo did not act immediately.
The Blacklight Perception spread out first.
There is no physical form, no content, yet the sense of oppression is very real.
Something tricky is coming.
Chen Mo slowly turned his head.
An old man with a white beard, dressed in a long robe, stood in the shadows. His beard was neatly trimmed, his face was full of wrinkles, and his expression was as calm as if he had just taken a stroll from the teahouse next door.
Chen Mo looked at him for a few seconds and made up her mind.
"Hello, Ancient One."
Holy crap! This is the version? Where's the bald female character I was promised?!
The old man didn't approach; he glanced at the cracked marks on the ground, then looked at Chen Mo.
"Hello, visitor from afar. I'm here to confirm the origin of the fluctuations in the fate line."
Chen Mo shrugged and began to activate his time-travel ability.
"So, are you sure, mage?"
The Ancient One slightly lifted her eyelids.
"Some things can only be said or said when the time is right."
Chen Mo shook his finger.
"What a coincidence, Master. I don't usually like waiting for the right opportunity; I prefer to find the answer directly."
The Ancient One looked at him.
You don't belong here.
"That's too polite. Guests are guests, and besides, I helped them solve a problem, so I'm practically one of us now."
The warehouse fell silent for a moment. The Ancient One raised a finger, looked at Chen Mo, but said nothing.
Chen Mo was somewhat confused.
"Uh, what do you mean?"