The Death Knell

As a fairy, Gin still has some bellicose elements in her body. Although she is not as fanatical as Xiao Dai, who can't walk when she sees a fight, she also likes to compete with others.

Especially female warriors from another world like Leopard Girl.

"I'm going to change my equipment."

After drinking all the wine in the glass, Gin got up and went to the second floor. Leopard Girl, who had very keen hearing, also became interested. She had just seen that Gin was also a female warrior, but she didn't know how good she could be in fighting?

The woman with the death knell shouldn’t be too bad, right?

So she nodded expectantly and asked Deathstroke, "Where is the dressing room? I want to store my clothes temporarily."

When she arrived at the house, the hostess was still there, but she restrained herself and did not take off her clothes and transform in public again.

"Whatever, you can enter any unoccupied room." Su Ming generously motioned her to go upstairs. The guest rooms are all on the second floor: "But let me say it first, Gin is a magic warrior, and her fighting style is different from Diana's. It’s different, you should take it easy when you spar and don’t get hurt.”

In fact, getting injured is not a big problem, just reversing time will be fine, but this is just a game, there is no need to take it seriously.

"Don't worry, I'm an experienced martial artist and I know what's going on."

After getting the answer, the Leopard Girl happily ran to the second floor. She hadn't fought for several days and now she was craving for it.

Glancing at Xiao Dai who was still playing with the projection planet, Leopard Girl sighed. She now felt that Diana was indeed a bit stupid.

"Adjutant, is there any news from Xiao Fu? Has he caught the recorder?" The two women went to prepare. Su Ming, who was doing nothing, took a long sip of the horn cup and asked his good assistant: "I know That guy is very good at running, but it’s not like even Franklin can’t catch him, right?”

According to some intelligence deduced from his own side, the recorder's combat effectiveness may come from the big book in his hand.

His own abilities seemed to be all focused on the escape skill tree. The movements that came and went without a trace were not like space teleportation, but something from another level.

It’s hard to say yet.

But Xiao Fu is already the person with the strongest understanding in his hands. If he can't catch the fugitive criminal, why should he do it himself?

"Sorry, Sheriff, we haven't caught him yet." The deputy's projection walked towards the sofa, her translucent body looking fairy-like: "That guy is different from any creature we have seen before, and his method of escaping now I can’t even understand it, so I have to rely on Franklin to perform on his own.”

The adjutant has all-round monitoring of the main dimension of the 40K multiverse. She can know almost anything that happens immediately, but in other dimensions, this monitoring ability is greatly weakened.

Now the recorder seems to her to be "jumping and jumping". Sometimes when he is about to be caught by Xiao Fu, he jumps into the negative space. When Xiao Fu chases him, he jumps into hell again.

All planes and spaces seem to have opened the door to it. His flea-like performance is indeed very troublesome. If it weren't for Xiao Fu's super computing power, I'm afraid it wouldn't be someone else chasing him, and his journey to other dimensions out of the scope of monitoring would be difficult. will be dumped.

However, the recorder cannot escape forever. Once his pattern of actions is summarized by Franklin, or the escape ability he uses is analyzed by the boy, sooner or later he will fall into everyone's hands.

When the time comes, all the spell casters from the Sky Council and Karma Taj will use joint magic to seal him. The adjutant will not believe that he can still escape from prison.

"Is it so novel? Haha, then after Xiao Fu catches him and squeezes out all his information, we can simply feed him and strangle him." Su Ming was not in a hurry. After all, the recorder was being followed by Xiao Fu. What did he want to do? Can't do it.

The recorder is not like a thief, he is more like a paparazzi reporter. Such a person breaks into other people's homes without permission and will not bother to take pictures when he is discovered and chased by the police.

Su Ming's plan was not to kill him, but to prevent him from passing the information to the Court of Origin, so as long as Xiao Fu stayed with him.

"嘤!" Strangulation means "suck"!

Things you have never tasted before are always the sweetest. This is the taste of hope.

"Okay, so what's going on with the Celestial Team recently?" Su Ming leaned on the sofa, leaning on the armrest with his elbow, and smoothing the cat's hair with his other hand: "Last time, I killed another team in the Transcendence Realm. Creator, OAA doesn’t have any plans for revenge?”

"I haven't observed the movements of the Celestial Group at the moment. They seem to have suspended their original work of reviewing planets and civilizations, and have fully contracted." The adjutant touched his hair, squatted down and watched the big cat eating peaches: "Some Abnormal, but Sheriff, you said they have a multiverse-level mothership, but I haven’t found it yet.”

"Yes. I feel that they must have some plan. Let's take it one step at a time." Su Ming lowered his head and petted the cat. After a moment of silence, he asked again: "You can't observe the first sky. Tell me about the eternity you saw recently. Is it done?"

"No, according to you, Sheriff, before the next Life Tribunal is officially elected, except for Galactus, all the other five creation gods are keeping a low profile."

The adjutant answered like this. In fact, Annihilation and Infinite have always kept a low profile and rarely appear on the scene. What she actually said was that Death and Eternity have been very stable recently.

The circumstances of his death are known. She and Xia Kaila are still waiting for the man to come back in someone's bedroom. They are keeping an eternal low profile. They may be holding back some tricks, or he may have been given to him by the First Sky.

At present, the overall situation of 40K is very good. Apart from these potential threats, everything is calm.

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now. Can you report on the recent progress of the cosmic navigation project? How many colonial outposts have been built by humans now?"

"The Spear Bureau's Daqin station in Alpha Centaur has completed the first phase of work. Their work efficiency is five times higher than the efficiency of the joint colony of Latvinia and Wakanda in Kepler b."

The silver-haired adjutant projected a small screen in front of the death knell, showing the progress of different outposts. However, he continued to look at the cat with a gentle smile on his face:

"SHIELD's progress is the slowest, but currently there are 324 outposts built by humans, and they can still rank third."

"Haha, SHIELD's alien outpost should use Tony's technology. That kid is quite capable, haha." Su Ming said this in an elder's tone, but it sounded more like he was planning to use some skills. Bad: "Did he ask Howard for help?"

"No, the relationship between father and son is very strange. I feel that he has a closer relationship with his mother, Maria." The adjutant gave such an answer. In fact, she also knew that it was probably Howard's idea to take his wife back and forth. The consequences of faking death twice.

In addition, Tony seems to have recently learned that he has an older brother, Arnold Stark, and that he was adopted, but he did not mention it clearly and just kept it in his heart.

All of this resulted in him not being able to say anything nice when meeting Howard, let alone seeking help from his old father at work.

"This family, both father and son, are too proud."

Su Ming touched his chin and looked at Iron Man who was giving instructions on the projection screen. His eyes moved to Nick Fury on the side, and then looked at Captain America who didn't understand high-tech topics at all and still wanted to listen:

"I have nothing to do now, how about we still play with Steve?"