Rebuilding Base is Under Construction - v3 Chapter 169

Zhang Dianyu immediately felt tight.

Of course he knew whether Miss Rita was still alive, but he found that he needed a dying struggle—because Miss Rita’s title had not been activated, her skills could not be transferred with the title.

The reason may be that Zhang Dianyu needs to personally control this character to activate the title. And thanks to Miss Rita’s skill characteristics, most of the time he is a remote control character.

After all, he has yet to develop the ability to wear high heels as if walking on the ground.

Fortunately, the Shark King roared and stopped Quinn’s chair: “Don’t kill her!”

“Humph.” Quinn curled his lips, but at this moment, the fragile screw on the folding chair was smashed by the shark king’s block and a piece of steel pipe was slowly drooped down.

Quinn’s face slowly changed.

The Shark King reacted quickly. He immediately picked up Miss Rita on the ground and threw it aside, raising his hand to block Quinn’s subsequent anger.

“You—how dare—destroy—it?”

“Insane!” The Shark King said angrily. “That’s just a broken chair!”

Quinn’s face was terribly gloomy: “Yes, I am mentally ill.”

Shark King: “…”

Seeing that the two people on the opposite side were about to fight each other, even Stark was a little dumbfounded: “Who is Batman dealing with all day…”

But Zhang Dianyu’s focus was not on the two super criminals who were about to fight—he saw Miss Rita next to her under the fall, her coma disappeared, although the blood bar was still declining, and the speed seemed to be slow. Increased.

It doesn’t matter if you die, the important thing is to be conscious!

If the second character is in a coma, Zhang Dianyu cannot switch the interface. He glanced at Stark, who was eager to try to save the hostages, and frowned slightly.

Of course, it would be better if Miss Rita could be rescued without having to die-but even though she was torn from the feet by the Shark King, she still choked her neck far away and might suffocate to death at any time.

Zhang Dianyu took two steps back, hid himself in the shadow, and switched the character interface.

What followed was a suffocation. The Shark King pinched very tightly. He even felt a slight rubbing sound from the bones in his throat, and he didn’t know if there was a fracture in the pain.

But it is not important.

Zhang Dianyu endured suffocation and pain, opened the game panel, and remotely connected to the on-hook warden who was in a daze. Since the prison on Alcatraz Island was also under his jurisdiction at this time, the on-hook warden finally stayed in place.

To be honest, it’s easy for other characters to say that the on-hook warden really needs Rita’s skill. Otherwise, as long as Zhang Dianyu switches roles, he will desperately walk back to prison.

The previous prison is nothing but an island. In the unlikely event that the location to switch roles is closer to the Devil Island, the warden of hook-up will jump into the sea resolutely.

Thinking of this, Zhang Dianyu felt that the pain seemed less unbearable.

He connected to the remote control, but didn’t know what to do next.

After the character’s death, he can only transfer titles, but he has been using the remote control skill, but he has never activated any titles.

He recalled other characters, it seemed that using skills at a critical moment of life and death often led to account activation.

But what should he do-do he want to control the warden to rush up to fight?

To be honest, although the warden’s “main interface” inherited a bunch of weird skills from Sykesstone and Fergus, he was still an ordinary person and could do a few push-ups at most. Judging by the fact that he stayed in the office all day, he was considered a talented person if he did not grow a small belly, and he would definitely not be able to run a marathon.

Zhang Dianyu felt less and less oxygen being injected into the throat, probably because the shark king and Quinn were fighting, and he couldn’t notice the strength in his hands.

He tried his best to mobilize his brain cells to think-from the current situation, although “confinement” skills can prevent them from fighting, they can’t save Miss Rita, and he wants to delay it for a while.

As for his own skills, he can only build prisons.

Is he going to raise concrete bricks to fight two super criminals?

Zhang Dianyu felt that there was less and less oxygen in his brain, and his thinking speed began to slow down. Stark fired a palm cannon at the two on the edge, in exchange for the roar of the shark king: “I will kill her, Stark, I will do it!”

Stark didn’t know what was tangling in the warden’s heart, so he looked up at Miss Rita, shrugged and stopped his hand.

Since the Shark King has a sense of security holding the hostages, it is better to wait and see-at least so that he feels that he has a chance of winning and will not act rashly.

And since the warden’s secrets cannot be exposed-then he still wants to preserve his reputation, and must not agree to the super criminals “hands on” like the warden.

Zhang Dianyu opened the remote skill page in a difficult place and found another skill that the warden inherited from Mr. Fergus, “Prison Search”.

The next second, two screams erupted in the field.

The two jumped behind them and looked around cautiously—of course, naked.

Stark: “…”

As regular visitors to the mental hospital, the two seemed not very resistant to streaking, but they were still taken aback-and the people who could make them suddenly lose their clothes in this situation… Forget it, can’t figure it out.

However, Zhang Dianyu felt very depressed.

Just now, the excited Shark King subconsciously smashed Miss Rita’s throat bone. It didn’t take long for him to seem to have discovered the incident. He unluckyly threw the unconscious female warden aside, slumped slightly, and made a ready-to-go posture, staring vigilantly in Stark’s direction. .

“It looks like there is no more to talk about.” Stark sighed, and flames emerged from under the propeller.

Zhang Dianyu in the dark place slowly raised his right hand, and a transparent wall quietly surrounded the two of them.

Stark, who was about to fly over and prepare to subdue the opponent, had a sudden stop and seemed to have discovered something.

“Sir, the scan revealed an unknown force field-similar to the situation in the previous night when the Shark King was in prison.”

He turned behind him and saw the warden in the night slowly lowering his right hand, with a cold and gloomy expression, slowly walking towards the two in front of him.

Quinn whistled: “Long time no see, Mr. Warden.”

Zhang Dianyu’s tone was cold: “You killed me… Rita?”

The Shark King suddenly straightened up, stretched out his hand and leaned to the side-sure enough, the invisible wall came back.

He gritted his teeth and looked at Quinn next to him: “I told you a long time ago that the hostage must be kept until the end-this warden has some weird superpowers.”

Quinn tilted his head: “What? I didn’t see anything?”

“That invisible wall! It can take you anywhere!” The Shark King paused, rolling his small eyes, breathing quickly, “For example… the sky.”

“Wow,” Quinn also stretched out his hand and leaned to the side. As expected, he touched a wall, and even rubbed it curiously, “Can this thing take me fly?”

The Shark King exhaled a breath from his nose, and he felt like he was going to die of anger.

However, after the two were disarmed, they were locked into the “confinement room” and could no longer pose any threats to the outside. Zhang Dianyu did not look in their direction again.

He walked to the “corpse of Rita” that had fallen to the ground, and carried her to his knees regardless of the mud on the ground.

Stark, who watched this scene, couldn’t help scratching his steel skull.

The current scene made him unconsciously silent when he knew the truth. One can imagine why he was confused before, thinking that Mr. Warden had a deep relationship with the vests of the same person.

Zhang Dianyu repeatedly checked Rita’s body, trying to call her name, but it didn’t help.

He may have lost his only remote control skill.

Zhang Dianyu’s mood was extremely low. He glanced back at the transparent confinement room. One of the two super criminals detained rose to the sky and the other sank to the bottom of the sea.

Since Harley Quinn’s only goal is her Mr. J, she will never even want to see the clown in her life—even if the clown will live on top of her head in the future, she can only hear the sound, not see him.

But this was just Zhang Dianyu’s thoughts under anger-he had been exposed to a lot of mental illnesses, but he had never seen anyone who was successfully treated. However, the more the treatment, the greater the pollution, and the mental illness in the entire prison is increasing.

Zhang Dianyu stood up holding Rita’s body, and was about to carry her into the office next to the square, but heard some familiar shouts behind him.

“Wait, Mr. Warden.”

Zhang Dianyu followed the sound and found a gleam of blond hair in the night. He remembered what Stark had said not long ago, and remembered that Captain America would come to Devil Island.

“Mr. Rogers.” Zhang Dianyu nodded to him.

The captain’s gaze fell on Miss Rita, whose neck was unnaturally tilted aside: “I’m sorry, Mr. Warden.”

Zhang Dianyu concealed his depression and twitched his lips at the blond man: “Mr. Rogers, are you here to find Mr. Stark? If I can, I’m willing to let you talk about the office-but,” he He bowed his head and motioned to the corpse in his hand, “I need a place to store her.”

The captain immediately shook his head: “We won’t disturb Miss Rita’s rest… Please be sorry, Mr. Warden.”

Stark landed aside and looked at the captain who had been nervous recently: “We can go there and talk.” He pointed to the scenic office, “It should be quiet over there too.”

Strange had been taken to the center of the training ground on the other side by his arrangement-after all, this was a scenic spot, and it was a little troublesome to find an empty place for the magic ceremony.

But he had told Strange to turn on a flashlight to draw the magic circle, and light the candle when the captain left. Otherwise, the Kun-style fighter flew over his head, and when he looked at the candles from a distance, he would know that he was openly promoting feudal superstition on the training ground of the prison scenic spot.

Zhang Dianyu didn’t say much, holding Miss Rita towards the lighted office in the dark.

The captain stood silently, looking at the direction he was leaving. After a long time, when the sound of the dilapidated wooden door opening and closing again sounded in the distance, a dark shadow holding the corpse in the shadow of the window walked over, and finally returned to silence.

“I thought…” Rogers said halfway and couldn’t continue.

Stark knew what he was thinking and couldn’t comfort him, so he patted him on the shoulder: “Let’s go and talk.”

Rogers nodded silently.

Perhaps because of the “death” of Miss Rita, they seem to have eased in their relationship, which has been quite tense recently. But Stark knew that this was a performance that the captain felt helpless and sad.

He was silent, two thoughts in his heart were fighting fiercely. He can use this opportunity to try to persuade the captain again, but the captain may give him and the warden a shield on the day the truth is revealed.

He didn’t care, the warden might have to lie down for a few days.

“I reconsidered your suggestion, many times, Tony.” Rogers followed him into the office cabin in the scenic area, and said after he turned on the light in the room.

Stark looked at the captain, unable to see the emotion in his eyes.

Rogers looked directly at him without hesitation: “I came to you not only because you were missing all day, Tony, but because I figured it out clearly—and you need it too.”

This opening remark gave Stark a bad feeling.

“We can’t let all superpowers choose to give up their rights.”

“We, no.” Stark’s anger also came up. “How many times have I told you, Captain? Do you know how many ordinary people are admitted to the hospital every year who are killed or injured by the abuse of superpowers to hunt down criminals? Since injury After the control was suspended, do you know how many battle ruins still need to be repaired-look,” he raised his hand to the outside, “the Golden Gate Bridge across the sea has been repaired for several months.”

The captain looked at him deeply: “But Tony, you know you can’t represent the entire federal government-we have all seen betrayal.”

Stark opened his mouth and began to understand why Stark in another universe finally took everything to himself.

Except for himself, he has no one to trust.

Very few people with superpowers have agreed to sign the Superhuman Registration Act. In a few weeks, the federal government will enforce the law and imprison all unregistered superpowers.

The prison right under them.

From the captain’s eyes, he saw deep worries-despite the heartache of Warden Rita’s sacrifice, it also made him feel unable to trust here.

Stark insists that superpowers need to be trained, but here they will also face a large number of super criminals before they get the right instructions, and these people can even murder the warden without hesitation.

“Tony, I just want to protect everyone.”

“Captain, I just want to protect everyone.”

The two blurted out the same words almost at the same time, and couldn’t help but glance at each other.

But what followed was parting.

This time not only Stark tried to persuade Rogers, it was also the last time Rogers tried to persuade Stark.

From the day the federal government officially launched the Super Human Registration Act, they will stand on the opposite side and become enemies.

After Rogers left, Stark sighed.

There was a rapid knock on the door outside the window.