My Stand-in is Steve Chapter 8

  Chapter 8 A man richer than Iron Man

   Seeing the purple light in his palm, Fang Mo was also stunned.

   He never thought that his stand-in Steve could still play like this.

  Because the rules of the real world are different from those of the MC world, after the hand of ender is touched by Fang Mo, its nature has undergone a very obvious change.

  In the game, the function of the Hand of Ender is actually very simple.

  The left button deals 6 points of damage, the right button grabs a block and throws it at the enemy, and then presses SHIFT+right button to make the player teleport.

   But after being touched by Fang Mo, this thing is no longer a game item.

   instead becomes something that really exists in reality.

   This is actually very unreasonable. It feels like Fang Mo made an unreasonable request, and then let the rules of this world figure out how to convert it into something relatively reasonable.

   Now, the transformed Hand of Ender has been completely integrated with Fang Mo.

   As long as Fang Mo's thoughts move.

   A purple light glows on his hands.

  Fang Mo tested it a little and found that this is probably something similar to an energy field, which can not only increase the power of his fist, but also can be used to retrieve objects from the air.

   Even if Fang Mo wanted to, he could teleport in a small range.

   "Fuck... this is too cool..."

  Fang Mo clenched his fists and was obviously excited: "This is much easier to use than the hand of ender in MC."

  After tasting the sweetness, Fang Mo transformed some other items one after another.

   However, it turns out that not everything can be transformed into Fang Mo's ideal like the Hand of Ender.

   Take the stone pickaxe as an example.

Fang Mo touched a stone pickaxe, and then a white light flashed, and a pickaxe made of stone and wood really appeared in front of him, but after losing the mining rules in MC, Fang Mo just used The stone pick hit the ground, and the tip of the pick was knocked out.

   In addition, Fang Mo also tried a torch.

   As a result, there was an extra burning torch in his hand.

  This torch also lost the rule of never going out in MC. After burning for a period of time, it gradually turned into a small pile of ashes.

  Fang Mo thought about it for a while, and felt that the problem was still with the rules of the world.

   Things like stone picks, torches, or various foods, because these things already exist in reality, so after transformation, they lose the characteristics of MC and become ordinary items that can be seen everywhere in the real world.

   But the Hand of Ender is different.

  You must know that this thing originally did not exist in the real world.

  Because of this, the hand of ender can reasonably retain its original ability settings after being transformed, such as being able to grab objects, teleport, or increase the power of fists.

   "It seems that glass swords can't be transformed casually."

   After figuring out the principle, Fang Mo's heart also rose a little bit of enlightenment.

   According to the logic of this transformation feature, if you transform a glass sword, then it is very likely that because there is glass in the real world, you will directly give yourself a polished glass strip.

  Fang Mo said that he wanted that thing to be used as a fart.

   "Forget it, let's eat something first."

   shook his head, Fang Mo temporarily put down the test of the stand-in ability, and turned to go to the refrigerator.

This is also a feature that Fang Mo only understood in the hamburger shop before. The satiety level of himself and Steve is also shared. Steve can eat carrots to restore satiety, but at the same time Fang Mo can also eat Real world meals to fill hunger.

  Whether it's Steve or Fang Mo, as long as one of them is full, the other will also feel full.

"Jingle Bell!"

   However, before Fang Mo could open the refrigerator, there was an electric bell rang at the door.

"Um?"

   Hearing the doorbell, Fang Mo was stunned for a moment.

   You must know that the house he lives in is actually very remote, so under normal circumstances, no one will disturb him.

   Opening the door with some doubts, Fang Mo found a bald middle-aged man standing outside the door.

   "Hello, Mr. Fang Mo."

The man outside the door was wearing a suit. Although his hairline was a bit worrying, his temperament was very approachable. At this moment, the other party showed a smile: "My name is Phil Coulson, I am from the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau. I came here to ask you something."

   "I guess Nick Fury makes you work overtime a lot."

  Fang Mo looked at Coulson in front of him, and couldn't help complaining: "With your poor hair, I can't help but want to throw a handful of bone meal on your head."

   "...you know the director?"

   Hearing this, Coulson was also a little surprised. The intelligence did not say that the other party knew his immediate boss so well.

   "Well, the famous Maja Fake, who doesn't know him." Fang Mo nodded, then greeted: "Anyway, come and sit first."

"All right."

   Although his stomach was full of questions, Coulson walked in with the other party.

   As soon as he entered the room, Coulson looked around. After all, according to the description in the information, the guy in front of him should be an oriental wizard or something, and as an agent, it is his job to collect information.

  It's a pity that he didn't see anything like a magic circle, altar, or candles. Although the whole room was not spotless, it was still very clean and there was nothing suspicious.

"sit down."

   Fang Mo sat on the sofa with a casual look: "Didn't you say you want to ask me something? You can ask now."

   "We already know your specific situation." Coulson asked: "What's your purpose for approaching Stark? Your special ability... Or how did witchcraft come about?"

   "It's all said that I'm a stand-in messenger."

  Fang Mo spread his hands and said: "This thing is what I naturally awakened. It has many functions, and I can't tell it myself. In short, it is something like a guardian spirit."

   "Then you approach Stark..."

"I just met Stark by chance in the desert." Fang Mo interrupted: "I'm not interested in his money, or the strange science and technology in his mind, it's better to say him. It's fun, and I don't mind having one more friend."

   "But Stark is the richest man in the world."

  Colson is obviously not convinced: "Your appearance is too mysterious, we have reason to suspect..."

   "You know a hammer."

  Fang Mo rolled his eyes and asked, "Have you heard of Alchemy?"

   "That's... what?" Coulson, of course, never saw it: "Is it the one I understand? Midas in Greek mythology?"

Fang Mo shook his head, his mind moved slightly in the next second, and Steve standing behind him silently took out a gold ingot and handed it to him. The moment the original pixel-style gold ingot touched Fang Mo's palm, It directly turned into a giant gold brick the size of a grinding disc.

   Since Colson can't see the stand-in.

   So from his perspective, Fang Mo himself took out a gold brick out of thin air.

"Is this gold?"

   Coulson couldn't help but be taken aback.

   "Real solid gold bricks with a purity of more than 99.99%." Fang Mo put the gold bricks on the ground and directly pressed out several cracks on the tiles: "See? This is the legendary alchemy technique."

   As an agent, Coulson's eyesight is still very good.

  I saw him check the gold bricks and found that this thing is actually a real solid gold brick, so he couldn't help showing a shocked expression: "You... how did you do this?"

   "It's just a stand-in ability, no fuss."

   Seeing Coulson's surprised expression, Fang Mo smiled proudly: "That's why I said, I never care about whether others have money or not when making friends, anyway, they definitely can't be richer than me, right?"

   Hearing what Fang Mo said, Coulson didn't know what to say.

If the other party is really good at alchemy, then there is really no one richer than him in this world. The gold brick just now weighed at least a few hundred kilograms. I feel that my whole life salary is this gold brick. Only zero.

   "Then Stark intends to close the weapons department, do you have any clues about this?"

After all, they are agents, and Coulson quickly adjusted his mentality: "You know, Stark can support a lot of people, and their weapons are of good quality. If they go out of business, it is estimated that Even the military will have a headache..."

   "That was Stark's own decision."

Fang Mo said: "The desert trip broke his naive fantasy. He realized that using weapons to bring peace is not reliable, so he didn't want to sell weapons anymore. After all, he is a proud genius... making this decision Does it make sense?"

   "Is that so?"

   Coulson nodded subconsciously.

   However, before Coulson could think of the next question, Fang Mo suddenly clapped his hands: "Okay, I'm hungry, this is the end of today's Q&A."

After    finished speaking, Fang Mo directly waved his hand, and the door was suddenly opened automatically, the meaning of seeing off the guest was obvious.

Coulson glanced at Fang Mo speechlessly. Without knowing the true strength and character of the other party, the relationship between the two parties should not be too stiff. Since the other party didn't want to talk, he could only leave with interest. .

   Of course, he didn't forget to leave a few gadgets secretly before leaving.

  Fang Mo didn't know Coulson's tricks, but he had tested almost everything he should have tested, so nothing would be revealed.

   In fact, his goal was originally the S.H.I.E.L.D. side. According to the plot, Nick Fury, the head of the agent, is currently pulling the team. After showing a little bit of his ability, can the other party not be interested?

Of course, Fang Mo didn't want to join the Avengers. After all, he's not a good person, and he definitely can't be a superhero. In fact, when he killed those terrorists in the desert before, he didn't have any trouble in his heart. , as if it were just a zombie in the game.

  Fang Mo didn't know if this was Steve's influence on him, but he didn't hate it.

The other side Mo who repays grievance with virtue is too advanced for him. He can't learn it. In his opinion, perhaps killing decisively is the truth in the world. When you use violence to control violence, as long as you are strong enough, others will be willing to do it and reason with you. .

   He found S.H.I.E.L.D. because he just wanted to make things more convenient.

   In fact, just as Fang Mo expected, after waiting for a few days, he did meet the Majafak man as he wished.

   (end of this chapter)

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