I Am In Marvel

In the United States, Boston, which is adjacent to the Atlantic Ocean, is in a late-night cafeteria that is open all night.

Outside, the sky was only white with fish belly, and before the morning light fell, two unusual guests came here.

The men are young and handsome, and the women are young and cute, each wearing ill-fitting clothes that seem to be stolen, but it is difficult to hide the noble temperament they have inside. Two people, one big and one small, sat on the seats near the corner, ordered a table full of food, and then ate their food regardless of their image.

Watching the blond boy calmly finish the second plate of medium-rare steak, his stomach didn't bulge at all, and his movements didn't stop. The boss of the cafeteria in the middle of the night was stunned secretly. He didn't know where he was a nobleman who was kicked out of the house. He began to worry about whether the two could afford the meal.

Also, that little loli is too pitiful, I'm afraid she hasn't eaten for three days, right?

If it wasn't for Loli's face, the boss would have stepped forward and asked to pay for the meal in advance.

"Teacher. The wooden house is gone, what should we do?"

Qin opened her cute eyes, and she followed her example. She picked up a large piece of steak with her small hands and nibbled it hard. It's just that the strength of the little hands is too weak, and the beef is very tough. After gnawing for a long time, I still haven't torn off a small piece of meat.

Qin suddenly pouted and looked at Caesar aggrieved.

"I'm coming." Caesar smiled and picked up the western knife, but he didn't see any movement. The beef in the piano suddenly burst, turning into a dozen candy-sized pieces of beef.

"Thank you, teacher." Qin Canran smiled, her eyes curved like crescent moons.

"Let's eat. Make plans after you're full. You can build a new hut when it's gone."

Caesar shrugged indifferently, as if aware of the cafeteria owner's mind. He slightly took out an item from his pocket and flicked his fingers. The item raised a high parabola and landed exactly on the head of the boss ten meters away.

The cafeteria owner was startled, and reached out to take the item off his head. The item was hard and round, like a large coin, but it glowed with golden light under the light.

"This is... a gold coin? Such a big one." The cafeteria owner was stunned for a while, but after a closer look, the gold coin still had the lines of the British national emblem on it. The codes of the old years could never be faked. This is a high-grade currency that was circulated by the upper-class aristocracy in the past.

"That counts as a meal plus a tip, is that enough?" Caesar's plain words came leisurely.

"Enough, enough!" The cafeteria owner was overjoyed and responded with a respectful nod.

Qin used a fork to stick a small piece of beef, add the sauce, and chew it slowly in her mouth, as if she suddenly sensed something, the small hand holding the fork suddenly stopped, and her brows frowned slightly uneasy.

"What's wrong?" Caesar saw Qin's strangeness and couldn't help looking at her in surprise. Wouldn't he activate the domain again?

"teacher."

Qin closed her eyes and opened them again, her face full of worry: "I heard the screams and wailing of many people..."

"From where?" Caesar asked after thinking for a while.

Qin was silent for a moment, then a thought moved, and she pointed her finger in the east direction, "Over there."

That's the direction of New York...

Caesar suddenly understood that, in his perception, one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse was also present in New York City.

"Boss." Caesar called.

"Guest, what are your orders?"

When the boss heard the call, he immediately stepped forward to greet him, his attitude turned 180 degrees from before.

"Can you turn on the TV?" Caesar raised his chin and gestured to the TV set in the dining hall.

"No problem, I'll go!"

As if receiving an order, the boss quickly stepped forward and turned on the TV. As the TV screen lit up, the morning news just happened to be playing.

"Good morning, viewers, this is New York TV station, and now there is an urgent news!"

"Just ten minutes ago, the central streets of New York City were attacked by many robots of unknown origin, and many buildings and vehicles were destroyed. Although there have been no casualties, it has caused serious traffic jams and panic among the masses. …”

Under the smooth spoken language of the hostess, the screen video was switched to a reporter's camera. In the blurred and bumpy footage, you could see the prosperous and advanced New York City in the past. The streets were unusually chaotic, and the streets were full of panicked people. The street area behind them was Enshrouded in thick fire and black smoke.

'Boom! ’

It seemed that something heavy was falling from the sky. After the camera was focused, a robot that was two meters tall and made of metal could be seen walking out of the black smoke. Instead of chasing those people, it lifted a car on the roadside, flipped it over and threw it ten meters away.

'boom! ’

The car slammed into the phone booth, and immediately exploded into a ball of fire, with shards of glass scattered everywhere.

These robots invading New York are not only one, but there are more of the same kind. They are like shooting stars falling down the streets of New York continuously, their eyes shoot scorching laser rays, and they wreak havoc on buildings and cars on the road.

Within minutes or so, downtown New York was in ruins, full of firelight and smoke, like a terrifying prospect of apocalyptic doomsday.

"My God, what monsters are those..." The boss of the cafeteria boss opened his mouth.

"A generation of sentinels."

Caesar murmured to himself, knowing without thinking, that this is the ghost of Magneto.

The first generation of Sentinels already have some amazing attributes, such as supersonic flight, superhuman strength, combat sharing, laser rays and other abilities, but they have not been able to perfectly replicate the abilities of mutants.

The most important thing is that the first generation Sentinel is made of metal, and is purely a younger brother in front of Magneto.

The real threat is the second-generation improved sentinel, which is no longer a metal material. It can improve itself by constantly re-engraving and collecting mutants. A second-generation sentinel can be said to be a weakened apocalypse.

"Teacher, do you want to go?" Qin looked at the TV and turned to ask Caesar.

"Need not."

Caesar shook his head. In his opinion, this should be the personal behavior of Magneto and has nothing to do with the apocalypse.

The Sentinel was created by the superpower government in order to eliminate the mutants, and now being threatened by the Sentinel in turn is considered to be shooting itself in the foot.

present. Magneto did not target ordinary people, but only destroyed urban blocks, which was considered merciful.

Caesar just thought of this. In the live news footage, the sentinel who was wreaking havoc in New York City, the soles of his feet were like rockets erupting tail flames. They gathered together and flew away in the same direction, leaving a messy ruined field. .

"They ran away, where did they go?" Qin tilted her neck in confusion.

"Where else can we go. That direction, Washington..."

The corner of Caesar's mouth twitched a little, just thinking about Magneto, when did he become so principled, and he ran to Washington with a sentry in the next second - Washington, but the White House with the center of government power.

Assassinating the president is addicting, isn't it?