Marvel's Disassembler

Chapter 33

In the house, the summer night put all the books found in the secret room on the table.

A little hair for a while

While sorting out their thoughts, they are also thinking about the next countermeasures.

Seeing his information in Lindsay's secret room, summer night must admit that he was a little excited at that moment.

This was an unexpected situation. Without preparation, the sound of "PIA" hit him in the face, and he didn't have any time to react.

He didn't know when he fell into Lindsay's vision, so he could only sigh that the Hydra was really omnipresent.

Of course, it doesn't matter now. What matters is, what should we do next?

For the worst, if Lindsay really sent out his information and put himself on the must kill blacklist, he must change his strategy on summer night, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable!

Moustache's men are not worried, but the Hydra must have some sophisticated weapons.

At the beginning of the film captain of the United States, Schmidt, the leader of Hydra, had already got the cosmic cube. With the help of Dr. Zola, batches of weapons far beyond the current era will inevitably have an indescribable impact on the current world!

"Now, he shouldn't have broken up with moustache yet?"

Summer night suddenly had an impulse to send a telegram to Xiaohu Zi, telling him that Schmidt was going to change jobs and do it alone.

But this is just an idea, there is no way to implement it!

"Now... I really miss the Real World War II battlefield..."

Summer night stretched out, sighed gently, patted his face, but perked up again: "Since I can't go on, I have to find a way to avoid losing face to the passers-by! When they cross the past, they are all facing the sunset. The existence of the life court is beyond imagination... I'm baffled by a hydra. I'm really embarrassed to say hello to other passers-by when I go out!"

He stood up and began to wander around the room: "first, the first step, continue to improve his strength! Strength is the foundation of everything. The function of the decomposition machine is extremely powerful and needs to be used well!"

"Second!"

Summer night felt more and more sober: "You can't continue to linger in the rear. The battlefield is dangerous, but the rear is also full of crises! Comfort in a short time can't be exchanged for long-term linger. In contrast, although the battlefield is dangerous, it is also the most suitable place for the decomposer. Countless weapons and equipment are just used to decompose and improve strength! When I can lift the earth with one hand A sneeze can kill the Hydra when you are!!!!!"

His heart was cruel and his eyes looked at the books again.

He regretted that he had forgotten to take all the books on the shelf in Lindsay's office.

Because it concerns the third point!

Decomposition machine upgrade problem!

"My decomposer needs to be upgraded! Now it's just a novice intermediate decomposer, far from reaching an advanced level. It's bad for me."

Summer night murmured: "at this stage, it seems that only books and weapons and equipment can be decomposed. Is it possible to decompose other things?"

Looking around the room, he had a whim. He grabbed the quilt and called the decomposition machine.

[this article cannot be decomposed, or the level of decomposition machine is insufficient? Is it mandatory to decompose the bedding?]

Summer night, my heart moved, and so it was!

What can be decomposed is that the decomposition machine actively jumps out to brush the sense of existence.

But if the decomposer doesn't take the initiative to brush things with a sense of existence, it doesn't mean it can't decompose... Or just because the level of the decomposer is insufficient!

But when it comes to the level of the decomposer

That charming experience bar is definitely a divine setting!

God TM's' ∞ '!

Who can tell himself how much experience it takes to upgrade this decomposition machine?

If your life is really a travel novel written by a brain cripple, summer night just wants to ask... Do you have a brain vata?

If there was not a hint of experience '+ 1' after each decomposition, I would have been desperate to upgrade the decomposition machine on that summer night.

But now, desperate or not, we still have to do it.

Picked up a book and chose decomposition.

While decomposing, he was thinking about his original plan to change people's design.

Originally, the plan was absolutely feasible, but now, because of Lindsay's telegram, all this has to come to naught.

It was too early for him to hide from the hydra's eyes.

If this exposes his ability in genetics, the Hydra will have another reason to kill him.

A plan that could have saved itself and survived turned into a suicide plan

The ups and downs of life... It's really exciting!

There aren't many books. There are more than twenty. When they were half broken down, he suddenly heard a voice that excited him on summer night.

[announcement!]

[item disassembled successfully!]

[biochemical knowledge * 1]

[resolver experience + 1]

[resolver experience is full, now start upgrading! During the upgrading process, the decomposition function cannot be used! The extraction function can be used normally!]

[decomposer upgrading...]

[the item has been disassembled successfully. Would you like to pick it up immediately?]

What summer night did at this moment was to immediately call the decomposition machine and pay attention to its experience bar.

Then he found that the experience on the experience bar was - '∞'!

"Are you kidding me?"

Xia Zhiye was stunned and finally sighed deeply: "I see. The upgrade of my decomposition machine... Is random at all, isn't it?"

In Tucao, all the books on the table were collected into the space of the decomposing machine, and they were preparing to make complaints about biochemistry. When the book was shot, the door was knocked.

Summer night subconsciously shivered. He was afraid that agent Carter would come again!

I opened the door carefully and found a drunken middle-aged man standing outside!

"Ah?"

Summer night suddenly felt that it was better to be agent Carter than such a middle-aged drunk appearing at his door. At least he was good-looking and fragrant, unlike the one in front of him... Ugly, smelling of wine and drunk.

Opening the door, Dr. Erskine came in: "are you there?"

Summer night is speechless. What are you doing if I'm not here?

"It's nice to be young." the doctor sighed inexplicably again.