Marvel: Apocalyptic Beginning, a High-Level Game!

Chapter 72 Bored Out of My Mind

A question worth pondering: What exactly is the difference between humans and wild animals?

Many people say, "To lose your humanity is to lose a lot; to lose your animality is to lose everything."

So what is humanity? What is bestiality?

Moral character?

Knowledge and experience?

There are so many, even Zemo himself can't say for sure.

But the only thing he was certain of was that humans possessed something that animals absolutely lacked: the ability to dedicate everything to something that was neither fish nor fowl!

For example, that red giant that collapsed in the last century.

No matter how foolish and corrupt it became later, it is undeniable that in its early days, there were so many passionate people willing to dedicate everything to it.

There are poor people, rich people, farmers, and workers.

And how to evoke the emotions of Hanlu (the cold dew season) becomes the most important thing in all of this.

As Zemo took a deep breath, he began to gather all the people he could mobilize, including the hundreds of retired human warriors. He even ordered a few hundred more people with some banquet experience to come and help.

As a long-established baron, his noble birth taught him a great deal about manipulating people's hearts and the art of rhetoric.

He even took some advanced courses on Eastern etiquette during that period.

Upon further inspection, when he saw that even seating arrangements and invitations had a whole host of strange and unusual requirements, he decisively chose to back down.

Well, he suspected that the other party himself didn't even understand what this so-called "treating guests for three days" meant.

And why is there a specific way to arrange the chopsticks?

It's not like inserting it backwards; you have to analyze it one by one based on the time, season, people, and the state of affairs at the time, and also calculate the trajectory of celestial bodies.

The rest is pure nonsense, isn't it?

Meanwhile, as the entire Raft Prison began its massive renovation—

Well, they didn't tell Hanlu, and they even found their own meals.

They needed to send someone out to keep Hanlu completely occupied, so after a unanimous vote, they decided to send...

"Haha, hey! How about I go fishing with you?"

Thor cursed his own incredible luck—

We all agreed to draw lots together, so how did I end up drawing my own lot?

Well, of course, how can we be sure Loki isn't up to something?

No one can guarantee that.

But it's okay.

At least in Zemo's view, it didn't matter who came; John would be fine too.

Hanlu looked at the silly-looking guy in front of him. Although he didn't know what the other person was thinking, seeing the other person's feigned composure, just like when he tricked the Hulk in Sagas, he was really a little...

He took a fishing rod from Thor, and the two of them sat on the top floor outside the raft prison, casting their hooks into the water from a distance of several dozen meters.

"You're hiding something from me, aren't you?"

"Are you kidding me? We're best buddies, why would I lie to you?"

Hanlu squinted at Thor, who didn't even dare to meet her gaze.

At this moment, Thor felt as if he were enveloped by countless vengeful spirits that would die in the light, and his whole body was chilled to the bone.

"By the way, is there something wrong with you?"

Thor immediately stopped, his mind racing with countless ways to deceive them, and he even considered that if all else failed, the two of them could have a "sparring match".

The destination has already been chosen—how about going to the moon?

After all, it would be quite spectacular to drop meteorites into that bumpy, uneven place, and he wanted to give it a try.

"Okay, go ahead and say it."

"There shouldn't be any fish left in the sea, at least not in the shallow waters."

Yes, that's right.

It's worth noting that when a certain doctor used infinite energy to unleash that inhumanly massive fist imprint, the radiation energy instantly covered the entire Western Hemisphere, including the Raft Prison area.

If it weren't for the fact that Doctor Doom absorbed another wave of energy when he left, and Hanlu also absorbed another wave of energy later on to absorb the excess radiation, everyone might have been doomed.

Hmm, that's weird.

And even if they catch a fish, would they dare to eat it?

A "green giant fish" that has been irradiated?

"Thor, please, tell me, what are you guys up to this time?"

At this moment, Hanlu looked at the other person with a truly (deadly) sincere (fishy) gaze.

Thor tried to brush it off with words, but the other party grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back.

Well, for some reason, Thor felt a strange sense of embarrassment, like he was seeing his own father.

In the end, he finally lost the upper hand in that eye contact.

"I don't know anything."

After uttering this final defiant remark, he threw down the bucket and fishing rod and left.

And so, in Hanlu's eyes, Thor, who exuded an air of "coming and going as he pleases," swaggered away.

While feeling bored during the Cold Dew season, her eyebrows also twitched slightly.

He packed up his fishing rod, cast the anchor, and after confirming that there was nothing strange on it, he cast it far away again.

Who cares? He cares about his mood. Does it matter whether he catches anything or not?

At the same time, his gaze fell on the distant horizon, where two silver-haired girls in bikinis were tumbling up and down in the waves.

Yes, I really appreciate the beautiful scenery.

What? You've saved the world, can't we even enjoy ourselves a little?

Besides, this is just a man's nature, okay?

In the command room, Zemo finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Hanlu had not left her original position. After cursing Thor for being such a good-for-nothing, he was also glad that he had made the wise move of winning over the two ship girls in advance.

Well, he'd always been quite curious about the extent of loyalty and obedience these two ship girls, personally created by Hanlu, truly held for her. After a little testing and adjustment, he finally identified a key point:

First of all, ship girls will definitely obey Hanlu unconditionally, but this "unconditional" obedience is based on the premise that the other party issues accurate orders.

In normal times, the relationship between the two is more of a superior-subordinate one, with the subordinate having a lot of autonomy.

From the perspective of the ship girls, actively helping Hanlu resolve her emotional issues was a beneficial thing, so they chose to help, and even concealed it to some extent.

But he always felt that if Hanlu really wanted to ask, she could just wave her hand and they would definitely tell him everything.

Therefore, for him, Thor was merely an open bait, while the two ship girls were a covert attraction.

If that doesn't work, he's prepared to push Banner out and let the other person talk to him.

joke!

As a qualified, highly intelligent villain, how could he possibly only have two backup plans?

Why not do a few more rounds?

Moreover, based on his meticulous analysis, Hanlu's tendency to stay in a certain place stemmed more from her being the type who could obediently remain there, capable of studying anything for an eternity, and not easily swayed by external influences.

He's somewhat like what's commonly referred to as a "homebody" in the East, and might even have a bit of a procrastination problem?

It does not matter.

Zemo gently weighed the "chicken" talisman in his hand; he quite liked these magical gadgets.

Especially given the talisman's already impressive eloquence and the subtle power it possessed to influence people's hearts, he easily calmed down the tens of thousands of people in the Tarot who had once again lost hope. At least, there wouldn't be any crazy people asking silly questions like "Why didn't you finish?" or "You promised us."

Honestly, if something like that really happened, he would definitely be the first to pull out a gun and shoot the other person.

However, through his meticulous screening process, he managed to select a few hundred ordinary people who were willing to make sacrifices and were of sound mind.

At least we won't try to sabotage him at crucial moments.

As for those superheroes?

He was extremely relieved.

Having high moral character is indeed a good thing sometimes.