Chapter 2652: Traversal hypothesis
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The Death Knell
- Chaos Art Troupe
- 1416 characters
- 2021-04-11 05:44:48
The sunlight outside the window moved, the shadows of the treetops also moved on the floor, and time passed by inadvertently.
The guy who invaded the Marvel forum was easily solved. When the comic fan and the movie fan united, the fighting power that broke out was unparalleled, especially those of Captain America actor Chris's "fuck fan" with a meal circle. After playing a set, the enemy was quickly sprayed with doubts about life.
Finally, the administrator will delete the number and block the IP as the end.
In fact, at the very beginning, Gwen thought that the fans were all fascinating girls. Later, she gradually discovered that there were mostly men in this weird group. She was surprised and seemed to understand something.
After defeating the invaders, the complacent Gwen did not celebrate the victory with his comrades, but smiled like a triumphant general. He picked up the cold milk from the bedside and poured it down, as if sipping the wine of victory. .
Not enough, not enough, defeating the invaders is just the beginning!
As her confidence swelled, one person launched a counterattack.
Go to the DC forum to register an account, and post a group of ridicules, and then she started an arduous battle.
Crackling and banging sounds continued from the bedroom. The former was the sound of the keyboard's hard percussion, and the latter was the sound of the fist hammering the table.
Gwen's toes were all huddled together tightly, and people were panting. The battle was so fierce.
Compared with Marvel fans’ yin and yang tactics and private chat harassment, DC fans’ yin and yang weirdness is not in vain. Not long after the counterattack started, someone in the forum opened a new post to the person behind the account
Spiderman Love
, That is, Gwen made a psychological profile.
It is said that from the perspective of language habits and way of thinking, the owner of the account should be a young girl with immature thoughts.
Moreover, the error rate of English word spelling and slang usage is too high, and you should not be admitted to college in the United States.
Between the lines, the breath of dead house and decadence was exposed. He should be a gnawing old man with no income.
The analysis of several thousand words is justified and well-founded. In the end, he persuaded his comrades to calm down and said that they should not care about losers in life. Such people will enter places like Arkham sooner or later, in the voice of DC fans.
There was an echoing voice below the post.
Batman 121212 left a message and said: "The poster is right. Spiderman is a teenager. The person whose net name is related to him should also be a young girl."
I want to lick the clown's flower and leave a message saying: "Hehe, really poor girl, Gotham welcomes you."
The bald head is the brightest message today: "Touch the clown boss upstairs, are you really in Gotham? Take me through it!"
......
The post was quickly crooked, and Gwen thought he had fought fiercely with the opponent, but the enemy finally said that there was nothing, and even ignored her and started talking about other things on his own.
What kind of psychoanalysis is all in, and he was labelled as ‘mentally ill’ and ‘loser’, and was directly ignored like a mosquito. Gwen’s mentality was blown up.
"what!!!"
The girl in front of the computer yelled, hammering her chest with both fists like Donkey Kong. She hated herself for not being able to live up to her, and she actually analyzed exactly the same as others.
What’s even more hate is that no one came to support her. The whole day passed. I fought here all day. The sun outside the window didn’t know when it turned into the moon. The people on the Marvel forum didn’t help. .
After venting, she suddenly felt cold, as if being abandoned by the whole world, she couldn't help but retract her two legs, curled up in a daze on the chair.
Suddenly, her Skype rang, and a contact picture flashed in the status bar.
Gwen, who was about to delete the post and shut down, froze for a moment, and pointed the mouse up like a ghost.
It was a very unfamiliar name. At least she didn't remember when she added this person as a friend. However, this person's online name is ‘Almighty Stan’, and his avatar is a photo of Marvel’s father Stan Lee, which should not seem to be an enemy.
Clicking on the message sent by the other party, it is also very simple. The stranger asked her:
"Little girl, do you like Marvel?"
Seeing the twinkling input symbols, Gwen scratched his hair like a bird's nest. This question was a bit inexplicable. If it was not the same, how could he add his own?
"who are you?"
The other party answered immediately, and even the time for typing seemed to be non-existent:
"It doesn't matter who I am. Sometimes I am a postman, sometimes a gardener, and sometimes a general, but the key is who do you want to be? If you can travel to the Marvel world like Earth 616 and live with superheroes, Who do you want to be?"
Gwen showed a smile, and when the other party said this, he heard that it was an old house.
What kind of changeable identities, crossing into the comics, and getting in close contact with superheroes. Isn't this all an unrealistic fantasy?
But she doesn't hate this, because she is also such a person. She has fantasized about becoming a superhero more than once. Besides, now she is in a bad mood and is humiliated by DC fans to doubt her life. She just needs to talk to her colleagues about other things.
"If I can traverse, I should want to become a woman like a black cat. Dangerous, mysterious, sexy, independent, and free. She is ranked 27th among the hottest comic characters in the United States. It's not the top, but it's enough. use."
Cracklingly typing and sending, in fact, Gwen is envious of the figure of the black cat. She is almost an airport herself.
The mysterious netizen Stan returned information almost in seconds.
"Oh? Isn't that the female Thor or Captain Marvel?" Almighty Stan's reply was very long, and the dialog box instantly popped out: "Don't want super powers? Such as flying, hot sight, speeding and self-healing?"
"No, it's too dangerous. It's said that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, so I don't want ability, nor do I want to be responsible." Gwen shook his head in front of the computer, and hurriedly denied: "I'm just an ordinary person~www.mtlnovel .com ~ There is no superhero mentality and sacrifice. Anyway, if you encounter a major incident, you can just hide. When the superpowers fight in the sky, I will watch the news in the safe house to cheer them on."
"Well, it's a good ideal. It is a high pursuit to live a peaceful life in a place as dangerous as 616."
The other party didn't laugh at Gwen's idea, but looked very supportive.
Gwen sucked his nose and showed a lovely smile:
"I just want to make friends freely. I don't need to worry about finding a job or going to school. Besides, no matter how superpowers I have, I will still die when I am damned. There are not too many characters killed by the plot, so Deadpool's The statement is correct. Popularity is the key. As long as there is popularity, you will not die."
"Do you like Deadpool's magazine?" a dialog box popped up.
The girl crooked her mouth and typed cracklingly: "I don't like it. I was disgusted just by looking at the beginning, and he loves swearing and nasty jokes, so disgusting is doubled."
"Understood, do you have Marvel comics by your side? Earth 616." The netizen asked strange questions again.
"Yes, I still have the new issue of Fulian that I just bought yesterday. Why do you ask? Let me talk about it first. It is illegal to spread the scans on the Internet."
Gwen was a little curious, but the new issue was left by the bed, with her socks. She didn't go to pick it up. She just picked up another comic book "Spider Universe" next to the computer desk.
A netizen sent a paragraph: "Take it steady."
Just when the girl was inexplicable, the comic book in her hand suddenly unfolded, and a strong suction came out, sucking her into the book like noodles.
"Wow, pop."
The book closed and fell to the ground, and the girl had disappeared, and only the pink computer chair was still spinning slowly.