Marvel Gashapon Maniac

“Okay, then you guys get on with your work,” Strange replied somewhat casually.

He was feeling a bit sleepy. He had stayed up too late playing games yesterday. Although it wouldn't affect his work or his mental state, he was still feeling sleepy.

Just as Strange got up to go back, the door suddenly opened a crack, and a Kree rushed in.

He was one of the few survivors who was greeted by enthusiastic New Yorkers and stumbled his way to the hospital.

Although being beaten up in the street looks terrible, the Kree's weapons completely outclass ordinary firearms on Earth.

These people rushing into hospitals, places where most people have difficulty moving around, could very likely cause injuries or fatalities.

The Cree man walked in, shouting in broken English as if he were carrying a piece of tofu.

The nurse was taken aback; she was a casual gamer and not particularly skilled at fighting.

But having lived in the US for so long, her strong sense of freedom made her quickly cover her head and squat down.

Strange was still a little confused and subconsciously raised his hand.

"The Sheep Transformation Technique".

Suddenly, the Creeman's form changed, and he transformed into a sheep.

In an instant, the three—one man, one mage, and one sheep—were completely dumbfounded.

Watching the sheep frantically licking the gun on the ground, trying to pick it up, Strange felt his brain wasn't quite working properly.

The nurse was stunned: "Where did you learn this from? Is it that magical?"

"Um... let's play Goat Simulator."

Strange gave an awkward laugh.

……

Ronan was having a headache; something was wrong.

Battle reports kept coming in, and all the forces were actually being ambushed.

The original plan was to lure Earth's advanced forces into making a move by dispersing their forces, and then secretly search for the cosmic orb.

Why can a flying dragon turn the tide even when it's charging at you?

Ronan sighed, "Is it Carol and her gang's doing again? Could they be people with the ability to create clones?"

Ronan never believed that Earthlings could defeat the Kree army.

"What? The aliens are about to be dealt with by the citizens?" Thor, who had just come out of the conference room, listened to the report over the communication channel in shock.

“Yes, there’s fighting happening almost everywhere right now. We’re providing support, but most of the time it seems like we don’t need to help.” Garfield smiled helplessly. This was the first time since arriving in this universe that he felt the masses might not need him.

"Hahahahaha." A burst of hearty laughter suddenly came from the public channel.

All Might arrived near an alien squad.

"It's all over now! Why? Because I came!" he recited his standard line.

The assassins and Batmen, who were beating up a group of aliens, turned around and looked at All Might in a strange way, creating an awkward moment.

"Hahaha! Uh... it's alright, you guys continue, just be careful not to get hurt." All Might laughed awkwardly a few times and continued on to the next location.

The New Yorkers nodded: "Okay."

Then go back and continue.

"Enemy, damn it! Enemy, attack!"

Tony picked at his ears, feeling like he'd been deafened.

"Please don't recite your lines in the public chat," Tony couldn't help but complain.

Then he looked at Fu You, who was deep in thought.

"It's no big deal. We can handle it even if we don't send anyone."

Fu You shook his head: "It's not that simple. The enemy has more than just ragtag soldiers."

Fu You thought of the blue man who died from dancing at a disco; someone who dared to challenge Thanos couldn't be weak.

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1. Are you all having fun playing games at home during the New Year? This is a rare opportunity to contribute to the country without leaving home.

2. I finally got a holiday and had a bit too much fun, cough cough.

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Ahem, good evening everyone, I'm here to wish myself a happy birthday.

Today is my birthday. Although I can't go out because of the virus, I still had a good meal at home.

I didn't realize that this series has been going on for so long, and now it's almost my next birthday.

Thank you all for your continued support. Ahem, I know what you're thinking. I just got back from buying masks, and I'm working on it now.

Happy Chinese New Year everyone! Remember to eat dumplings and pay your respects!

Chapter 57 The Disco Scene

Although Ronan had not anticipated that his army would be beaten to a pulp, his plan to divide his forces into several groups was correct.

Many Kree soldiers set out in search of their squads, while other teams led by Nebula and Korath were operating covertly.

Fu You himself was aware of this, as Ronan had capable men at his disposal even if he didn't intervene.

Ronan's purpose in coming to Earth is undoubtedly the Power Stone. Although the stone is now stored in the system space and there is no fear of it being stolen, the real concern is that Ronan might get angry and launch a barrage of attacks.

While Earthlings are currently stronger in ground combat than many aliens, they haven't developed a talent for space combat.

Just as Fu You was pondering how to deal with this war, a sudden commotion arose.

Drax walked out cursing and swearing, with Star-Lord, who was desperately trying to stop him, hanging on his body.

"What are you doing?" Fu You looked at the Guardians of the Galaxy, who were always acting crazy.

"Stop him! Drax is determined to go out in his spaceship to fight Ronan!" Star-Lord shouted.

"Ronan's delivered himself right to my doorstep, how can I not go and kill him!" Drax ignored Star-Lord's advice and continued forward.

"Don't be so big, do you have any plans?" Rocket Raccoon advised helplessly, after all, there was only one spaceship, and he planned to keep it for future use.

"Run him over, then beat Ronan to death."

Rocket Raccoon was so angry by one sentence that he almost did a backflip on the spot.

Perhaps this is the thought process of a reckless person.

Fu You sighed. They truly lived up to their reputation as the universe's most lovable goofballs.

"Here's what I'll do. I'll give you a mission, and I'll take you with me when we launch a counterattack on Ronan after you complete it."

Drax's rigid mind didn't process the suggestion, and he decisively said, "No, how would I know if you can win?"

Fu You was so angry at this clueless guy that he felt a headache coming on, and waved to Thor.

"What's wrong?" Thor strolled over and asked curiously.

Fu You pointed at Drax: "Treat him like an Arkham, and put him back once he's satisfied."

"Alright!" Thor rubbed his hands together excitedly and dragged Drax away.

Hearing the intense collisions and the visceral, philosophical sounds of fists clashing behind them, Star-Lord and the others couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Alright, now I'll issue the task."

Fu You pulled out a strangely shaped gun and handed it to Star-Lord.

"You can borrow this to play with. Just put your tape recorder on it and you'll be good to go. Your mission is to guard the area below Avengers Tower."

Star-Lord looked at the strange gun from side to side. It looked like a scratching machine from a nightclub. Don't ask him how he knew what a scratching machine was.

"Is this thing even useful? It doesn't look very powerful." Star-Lord looked at Fu You strangely.

Fu You simply smiled and said, "It may not be that amazing, but you'll definitely like it."

......

After Nebula secretly landed, she led a few elite Kree soldiers to stealthily roam the streets.

Nebula had secretly used her technology to connect to a computer and search for information about Earth, and found an organization called the Avengers.

Nebula was certain that the Orb of Destiny was hidden in a place called Avengers Tower.

However, some unexpected events occurred during the march.

Half of his elite troops were lost before they even reached Avengers Tower.

On the way, they were also attacked by Earthlings. Although they did not suffer any losses at first, one or two Earthlings were not enough to defeat their troops.

They all ran away after discovering some problems.

But then problems arose.

Suddenly, more players appeared, and they started registering their accounts and making up rankings.

Then he shouted, "There's no need to reason with evil spirits! Everyone, attack together!"

Then the righteous mob brawl began.

The team gradually became unable to hold on, and after suffering several losses, Nebula wisely realized something.

It seems like a lot of people on Earth are wearing white robes.

Nebula immediately ordered his men to find clothes and change into them, which allowed them to safely infiltrate the area.

As soon as Nebula arrived not far from the building, she saw one of her own people standing there with his back to her.

Nebula stepped forward: "Soldier, what are you doing?"

The Kree slowly turned around, twisting his body as if performing some kind of dance.

Nebula was startled and immediately slapped him hard across the face: "Are you crazy?"

The Kree was sent flying and crashed to the ground.

But his body continued to writhe, and he kept singing, "Hey—"

Nebula then realized something was wrong; even a normal person, or even a normal alien, wouldn't be this bizarre.

Nebula cautiously peeked out, looking in the direction of Avengers Tower.

At the entrance of Avengers Tower, a man was holding a strange gun, wearing headphones, dancing and humming a song.

The gun fired upbeat music, and many Crees around were swaying along.

However, the man's singing was so off-key it was almost unbearable.

This person is Star-Lord, the king of interstellar dancing.

Rocket Raccoon pressed his ears, his face full of grief and indignation.

"Damn it! Quill! Can you please shut your mouth?!"

However, Star-Lord, who was wearing headphones, clearly couldn't hear it.

Rocket Raccoon grabbed his face with both hands and roared loudly, raising his gun to shoot Star-Lord in the ass. After being stopped by Groot, he angrily kicked the grass by the roadside.

Rocket Raccoon, Groot, and Gamora were watching Star-Lord's group from a distance.

This musical attack was an area-of-effect (AOE) attack, so the group didn't dare get too close.

The three of them had already gone through one round, and they knew very well what had happened in the past.

Looking at this bizarre scene, Nebula couldn't help but blurt out: