Journey Through the Marvel Universe Starting from the Zombie Universe

The man with wings soaked in formalin had his eyes closed tightly, and his soft blond hair shone under the light from above. However, he seemed a little indifferent to the two visitors who suddenly broke in.

Of course, it may also be because he is too dead to die anymore.

"Fury. What on earth is this?" Coulson's mouth kept secreting saliva due to nervousness. He swallowed twice involuntarily and asked tremblingly.

As an old American who lives up to the Stars and Stripes, Colson is not a devout believer, but he has been familiar with religious stories about God's Angels since he was a child.

Now seeing a dead 'angel' with his own eyes caused Coulson's already shaky scientific worldview to completely collapse after meeting Thor.

Fury approached the display case and gently pressed his palms against the glass cabinet. Although he has seen many incredible things in his life, including the God of Thunder from Norse mythology, monsters created by gamma rays, and men from the future.

But seeing an angel with his own eyes was another matter. Everything in front of him made him feel extremely shocked and confused.

Bai Ye looked at the family again, and his eyes stayed on them for a moment. Of course, this family of four was not the Punisher family in this world. Since they already knew the dangers lurking in the park, they had no reason to come here to play.

Suddenly, a gentle old male voice came from beside Bai Ye, interrupting his thoughts. He turned around and saw an old cleaner standing there with a broom and dustpan, looking at him with a smile.

"Because it is absolutely impossible for me to forget any assets that are protected by multiple tenth-level permissions, absolutely impossible!"

After hearing this, Pietro's expression gradually became serious. This is true. Magneto and Hulk in the wasteland world have degenerated into outright villains. Well, maybe Magneto was a villain from the beginning. In short, their characters are all different. Very different from the person he knew.

There are also mutants within the scope of the MCU movie universe. However, there are no signs of mutants in the main universe of the MCU or the main universe that people within the movie universe think. This also shows that the universe you are in is probably not 199999

"Kid, have you finished the bottle of Coke on the floor?"

"Be careful. You have also seen what happened to Banner and your father in the wasteland world. We are not sure what kind of person Charles is in this world."

If Professor

"The memory you lost?" Coulson asked doubtfully.

A gust of breeze blew by, shaking the note in the palm of the one-eyed black man slightly.

Fury said, taking back his hand, looking at the extremely loyal subordinate, and gently tapped his head twice, and then turned to the angel in the glass cabinet again, "Now I confirm that my memory has indeed been modified. Yes, he is the proof.”

"You mean Charles Xavier, Professor

"Ah, I forgot to tell you on the way here. After what happened to the Skrulls and Hydra, I have always suspected that my memory has been tampered with."

After pondering for a while, the one-eyed man whispered: "This is really incredible. I don't know how this angel came here and why it was kept here, but it must be related to the memory I lost before. ”

His palms slid on the cool glass cabinet, trying to establish some kind of connection with the man in the display cabinet.

Frank Custer knows how to kill, and he also knows how to avoid risks.

Bai Ye smiled and raised the cup and shook it, letting the old man in front of him hear the sound of the liquid in his cup hitting the wall.

"Charles Xavier? Sorry, I don't know this guy either." Coulson pursed his lips and shook his head, retracting his head.

"Yes, I watched them several times. Is there anything strange?" Pietro asked, shaking his legs in boredom.

"That's it."

There was a crooked address on the note with unclear handwriting. It seemed that it was written in a hurry, but this line of writing was quickly ignored by him because in the lower part of the note, there was an isolated name with no other names. Additional information makes it stand out and attract attention.

Colson moved closer, squinted and looked with the help of the light. There was only one light source in the room.

Within a few seconds, he appeared next to the bench again, but he was already holding a purple metal helmet in his hand. It reflected a faint light in the sun. Bai Ye handed it to Quicksilver to put on.

The lawns in the park are wide and green, and the clean grass stretches to the woods in the distance. The sun shines through the leaves, casting warm golden light spots on the lawn, making people feel peaceful and happy. The breeze blew, and the grass blades swayed gently, making a rustling sound. This is the perfect place for family relaxation and entertainment.

On the lawn, a family of four was playing happily. The parents sat on a blanket, enjoying the warm sunshine, chatting and looking at their children. They were smiling and seemed to have forgotten all their troubles.

Two children were playing on the lawn, running and jumping excitedly, laughing from time to time. The little boy waved the kite in his hand, chasing the fluttering string of the kite. The little girl ran around chasing colorful balloons, which swayed in the air and exuded bright colors.

"In addition to finding the address of this 'angel', I also found a name in my memory. I never remember anyone with this name." Fury spread his palm and showed Coulson the one in his palm. A note.

The angel in the formalin remained motionless, seeming to acquiesce to the words of the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Go and watch them. Wait, don't leave yet." Bai Ye suddenly stopped mid-sentence, his eyes flashed with thought, and his hand quietly touched the ring on his hand, a silver ball of light. He was swallowed up instantly and disappeared.

The cleaner's voice is gentle and kind, revealing a kind feeling. His face is full of wrinkles, but his eyes are full of life and vitality.

The cleaner also smiled back. He raised his hand and straightened his blue hat. At least for a moment, the hat was gently lifted to reveal the fluffy gray hair underneath.

"Remember to throw it in the trash can after you drink it." After saying that, he turned around and walked away with a broom, and began to sweep the fallen leaves attentively. The broom danced among the fallen leaves, making a soft brushing sound.