Librarians in the Marvel Universe

Next, Nefarian was like a creature with low intelligence. He received a violent beating that threatened his life, and was smashed into pieces by Nefarian.

"Zhang Tianzhi" Nefarian then ran towards Zhang Tianzhi. In fact, Zhang Tianzhi failed to really block the bullet. The bullet deflected and hit the edge of his left shoulder muscle, taking away a little bit of the skin.

"You smashed the gun, are you stupid?" Zhang Tianzhi sat up from the ground playfully, and accidentally looked at his wrist. The wrist display showed that when it was 100, it did not show the specific value of health. Now it shows 9999. value. "It turns out that my value is 9999, what about you?"

The grass was quite high, more than one meter, and the two of them started chatting in a strangely silly way.

Nefarian glanced at his wrist, which showed the value of 99999. "Five nines, one more than yours, I'm better than you."

Well, Zhang Tianzhi sighed, and then planned to drop this topic. "Come on, let's go see if that person has any props on him. Don't hit me with your gun again. Look at how laid-back he is, and look at our silly looks."

"I didn't kill him in the end." Nefarian looked silly and cheerful, but could not be serious for more than three seconds.

The two ran over very quickly. What, it just happened to be a handful and bullets. It was smashed by Nefarian, and the last bullet was fired.

"Look, the number of people I killed is only 100." Nefarian looked at his wrist with great concern and motioned for Zhang Tianzhi to take a look, but Zhang Tianzhi was not interested.

"Hurry up and find the gun." Zhang Tianzhi ran away.

"I have one more 9 than Zhang Tianzhi. It's very obvious, okay? I'm much better than him, that's it." Nefarian followed happily and kept explaining the truth. Zhang Tianzhi looked like a bastard who refused to listen. Like chanting sutras.

"What do you mean there is an extra 9 and you can't even recognize the number? You are talking nonsense. Do you know whether 9999 is more powerful or 99999 is more powerful?"

Doctor Doom stood in a separate, splendid room. A huge steel wheel with a diameter of more than 30 meters was rotating. Inside the wheel was a strange alien space.

There is another person sitting on the Taishi chair in the room. He has long hair, tied in a bun and decorated with a high crown. He is wearing clothes on top and clothes on the bottom. His clothes are as white and flawless as a jade pendant, and his face is like a crown jade. He looks like he is only in his 20s. Very high-spirited.

"Dum, I'm glad that you are a judge and a person who can really think. Even if you don't directly invite me to your world, I will find you. Then it will be hard to say."

Doctor Doom's facial expression was impossible to show, but the man saw the helpless smile hidden in Doctor Doom's àn ju in his heart.

"Who are you?" Doctor Doom asked.

"You were lucky. You escaped. If my senior brother hadn't estimated that killing you would lead to an unexpected mission, you would have been dead by now. Let me ask you, what is my senior brother's strength?"

"Extremely high, extremely terrifying, I am definitely no match."

"Bullshit, it's just an instant kill. What about me?"

"Sorry, I haven't seen you take action, so I don't know."

"You, you, you innocent humans." The man shook his head slightly, with a look of complete contempt on his face. "It can only be like this without going through a real battle of blood and fire. You naive humans will never have a true understanding of power, let alone use it. Do you understand?"

I don’t know what the specific situation is, but Doctor Doom has a patience that is beyond the imagination of outsiders. This patience can be understood as the inequality of strength, power, etc. between the man who is superior and he who is inferior.

"Others don't know you, but I know it. When I see your eyes, I can even detect your soul. I said you have lived for more than 1000 years, right? Travel through time."

"Exactly one thousand and one years."

"Then do you know how many years I have lived?"

"do not know."

"What do you think of the power of my mind? It turns out that when you use the power of law and order that you think you are, the restrictions you encounter are the same as those in the pluralistic corner of the world that you control.