Infinite Journey to the World of American Comics

Yes, Richard just wants to create a Continental Hotel model in his bar, or the Peace Hotel. Anyway, superheroes and super villains in Marvel generally don't harass ordinary people, they prefer to harass each other. Although individual street heroes also fight against ordinary criminals, their abilities are not impossible to crack. What's more, with the system in place, Richard will be able to surpass them sooner or later.

With this unique business philosophy, the bar is bound to attract a large number of villains. Anyway, he doesn't expect to make money from good people, so he might as well make money from bad people. As long as he can ensure that this model is okay and triple the price of drinks. , those guys probably recognize it too.

The idea had just come to him, and someone helped him set up the stage the next day. The person who came was young, but he had a big background. He was Wu Zhihao, the grandson of his seventh uncle.

"Brother Li, my grandfather heard about what happened last night. He asked me to bring you a message." The young man has a handsome appearance and is polite in conversation. He doesn't look like a gangster, but he can bring a message to Uncle Qi. Well, he's not an outsider.

"You tell me." Richard smiled and poured a cup of tea for Wu Zhihao. After all, he is from China and he likes to drink hot tea when he has nothing to do.

"Thank you. Grandpa said, thank you for saving more than a dozen lives in Chinatown. As the representative of Chinatown, he expresses his gratitude to you. In the future, if you need anything, just ask and we will try our best to help you. ."

"Hey, what are you talking about? It's not easy for everyone who is living abroad. We are all Chinese. If you can help, please help. No matter how much you say thank you." Even though he said this, Richard still endured it. He couldn't help but laugh. Even if he becomes a superman, he can't live alone. After what happened last night, he is now registered in Chinatown, and the whole Chinatown also recognizes that he is Our own people, life is more important than heaven, this friendship is not light.

"Oh, by the way, I didn't let Lu Guofu go last night. That kid was too stupid. I was afraid that other brothers would suffer big losses if they followed him."

"Well, don't worry, Lu Guofu brought it upon himself. Grandpa said he should just stay in jail and come out when he can make a name for himself in there."

Wu Zhihao didn't look regretful at all. After thinking about it for a while, Richard roughly guessed that the old man definitely wanted his grandson to inherit the family business, but since his son was gone and his grandson was young, he wanted his godson to take over first. , It's a pity that this godson is really useless. He almost made a big mistake when he just took over the business, so he had to let his grandson take over. But this grandson is not an ordinary person, and he probably has an idea a long time ago, so Then he took it over without any panic.

"Then my little bar will have to rely more on Brother Wu's care from now on." Thinking of this, Richard clasped his fists and saluted Wu Zhihao. The old man was nostalgic. Uncle Qi still liked ancient etiquette in the gang, so he followed the local customs.

"Don't say that. I admire Brother Li's skills very much. Maybe I will need more help from you in the future."

"Then let's support each other in the future."

"Okay, it's a deal."

After bidding farewell to Wu Zhihao, Richard's bar was officially open for business. Unfortunately, the business was not as good as he imagined. Except for the dozen or so guys whose lives he saved came to cheer him up, only Frank I came here one night, and after describing the current situation of the rescued mother and daughter, the boring man stayed there and drank for an hour, then paid for the drink and left...

It seemed that it would take time for him to become famous, so Richard was not depressed at all. The income he earned that night was quite large, and it was enough for him to squander it for a while. However, with the mission world around, he had no desire to squander it. After spending so much time there, After an exciting life, everyone will have a moment of sage time.

But soon, a piece of news caught his attention.

New weapons that will change the world: The arms giant Stark Industries will conduct a weapons display in Afghanistan this month. They claim that this new weapon will change the world. For this reason, Stark Industries’ stock price rose by 12% yesterday. It is expected to continue to rise in the future.

Afghanistan, new weapons

This is the plot of Iron Man 1. It seems that the wheels of history have begun to turn.

Richard read the newspaper and thought about it. It seemed that there were still a few days until Tony Stark became Iron Man, and the seniors in the time-travel world said that this was a good time to make a fortune. It seemed that he was taking advantage of him to close the company's weapons research and development department. During this period of time, he desperately shorted Stark Industries' stock, and then waited for his energy company to start up and then went long back, and he could make a lot of money.

Well, no one would think that he has too much money, at least Richard has not reached that level yet, so he is going to follow the instructions of his seniors and open an account to play with stocks. With his current small capital of 100 million, he will go back and forth. No matter what, I can free up 1000 million. Although it is not as good as that guy Stark, it is enough for me to be cool and unrestrained.

Just when Richard put on his coat and was about to go out to ask for directions to a nearby securities company, a familiar voice sounded in his mind.

"We will enter the mission world in 10 minutes, please be prepared."

What the hell...

Okay, there was no need to go anywhere this time. Richard went into the kitchen to see if the gas was turned off, then went to the second floor to check that the safe was unlocked, and then disappeared.

On the first floor, the door opened wide, and the blind man from before came to the bar again.

"Hello, is anyone here?"

"Hello"

"...he's not here again." The blind man turned around and walked out of the bar depressedly, and left again.

......

Speaking of depression, Richard was even more depressed than the blind man. Seeing that the US dollars he was about to receive were gone, he was not sure whether he would be able to get it when he returned from this mission. Moreover, the first official mission also made him feel clouded and foggy.

"Mission starts: Survive in this world for 24 hours. Your identity: a state trooper in the western United States. Punishment for mission failure: half of the basic attributes will be deducted."

What the hell is surviving for 24 hours? I brought enough food and found a place to stay in the wilderness for a day. Besides, after this cheating mission system was converted into a formal one, except for a failure penalty, nothing else was added.

After thinking for a while, Richard, who didn't understand what his mission was, still got out of the police car and looked around.

This mission led him to appear directly in a police car, wearing a tan and brown state police uniform and a revolver at his waist.

Looking at it, this place looks a lot like the western United States, with loess everywhere, low trees, and the harsh sunshine that makes people thirsty. Even with a hat and sunglasses, Richard felt hot.

The police car parked next to a gas station. There were several trees behind the gas station and the sound of gurgling water could be heard. It looked like there was a small river there.

"Hey, Richard, would you like a hot dog? Old John made an extra one." A voice came from behind. Richard turned around and saw a fat policeman with a bald head. He was not surprised by this. , because just now, he was sitting in the passenger seat of the car.