Boston, outskirts.
Dante ultimately couldn't escape the fate of looking for a car for Fury.
"That Fury guy, so stingy!" Dante grumbled about his direct superior while searching everywhere. "If I wasn't so morally upright, I definitely wouldn't come find a car for you!"
Who knows why Fury's official car has such low anti-theft capabilities!
It was clearly a vehicle equipped with a highly intelligent AI system, and its exterior hardness could basically be considered a heavily armed armored vehicle, yet it was stolen by some unknown thief.
And the funniest part was that even the tracker specifically installed in the car stopped working after entering this forest in Boston.
It should have been a matter of getting accurate coordinates and opening a portal to resolve it.
Now, he could only personally come to this forest to find the car.
"I'm baffled. This high-tech car is only explosion-proof, not anti-theft. Do they really think no one would dare to steal from the Director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation?"
In a flash, Dante had searched through most of the forest, but he still couldn't find any trace of the car.
"This is so weird! I clearly saw the tire marks fro Fury's special tires, so why haven't I found it yet?"
Dante sighed.
Damn it.
He should have brought that kid, Barry Allen, with him.
Although he isn't Flash yet, he's one of the best forensic specialists. Analyzing through various details would definitely be much easier than him blindly searching here.
But since he was having such a pleasant conversation with Banner, Dante really didn't have the heart to interrupt the kid's meeting with his idol.
Forget it, just consider it a trip to get some fresh air.
Dante changed his mood and continued to advance into the areas he hadn't searched yet, as if he were sightseeing.
But things are just that magical.
When you deliberately look for something, you just can't find it.
Once you stop looking, it will inexplicably turn up from some corner after a while.
Director Fury's Chevrolet soon appeared in Dante's sight...
Aside from the wide-open car door, there seemed to be nothing unusual.
Dante was about to step forward to check, but the system's voice, long unheard, suddenly rang in his ears.
["Ding, mission 'Welcome to Fairytale Town' has been issued."]
["Mission Introduction: Dear Star Team Captain, in order to retrieve Director Fury's beloved car, you came alone to Storybrooke Town on the outskirts of Boston, only to discover its secret... The townspeople here are all 'Fairytale Characters' who have crossed dimensions, living in this inescapable town in various unbelievable relationships. As a rare outsider, you will stir up an unknown storm within the town. Is 'reality' merely another form of 'illusion'?"]
Dante listened to the system's mission introduction while walking towards the car.
But after taking the next step, he instantly felt a distinct sense of disorientation.
A sense of disorientation from the distortion of space-time and reality.
Even with Dante's current powerful physique and the protection of the Red and Green Lantern Beast, he still fell victim.
Before falling, Dante saw the town sign on the road not far away.
"Welcome to Storybrooke."
700 kilometers away in Washington, Hela was enjoying the virtual war without smoke on the internet.
As the Commander of the Asgardian army, Odin's executioner, and the Death Goddess of Asgard, she was exceptionally interested in any form of "war."
But in the next moment, she suddenly looked up, her brows furrowing sharply.
Reality seemed to be subtly changing, something completely imperceptible to ordinary people.
But for the Death Goddess, who possessed divinity, this wave of reality modification and distortion was as noticeable as throwing a husky into a mirrored pool.
She clearly felt that a part of the reality in her memory had been modified or distorted.
"Who is it? Who possesses the power to modify reality?"
"Wait... could it be that thing?"
And the direction she subconsciously looked towards was Boston.
...
"Damn it!"
When Dante opened his eyes again, it was already evening.
After quickly getting up from the forest grass, Dante immediately retreated without a word.
But unfortunately, an invisible barrier stood in front of him.
Unseen, untouchable, yet he just couldn't take a step out of there.
He even tried the Red and Green Lantern transformation.
Still no luck.
It was as if...
It was a rule of this space.
A boundary that allows entry but not exit...
Dante frowned slightly.
He was probably in trouble.
Thinking of this, he immediately took out his phone.
There was a signal, but every number he dialed was busy.
Then he took out the Federal Bureau of Investigation personal terminal...
Well, it couldn't even turn on.
Aside from being hard and painful to hit people with, it had no other use.
Bad news: the once powerful Federal Bureau of Investigation personal terminal could now truly only be used as a brick.
Good news: Dante also knew a thing or two about the Thirty-Six Styles of Brick Head-Smashing.
All in all, just smash their face and it's done.
"Damn it, so which god did I run into this time? How did Storybrooke Town even come out?"
And the system even issued a mission...
Before, he had casually crushed HYDRA because of a text message, and the system didn't even issue a mission!
Dante walked to the town sign, looked down the road, and could see the flickering lights in the distance...
It seemed the population wasn't too small.
"Sigh, since I'm already here."
Dante sighed, comforting himself.
He returned to Fury's Chevrolet and tried to start it, but it wouldn't turn over.
The fuel wasn't used up.
But it couldn't start.
The Director's car, heavily modified with various Federal Bureau of Investigation black technologies, now seemed to be a useless metal shell, just like the personal terminal.
Dante got out of the car and slammed the door shut.
Alright, he would carry the car away.
Just as he was about to bend down, he suddenly heard a sound behind him.
In a flash, Dante had already turned around and launched a counterattack, striking first despite reacting later.
A man wearing a black hood was directly pinned to the grass by Dante.
"Who are you? Why did you ambush me?"
"..."
Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Dante didn't waste words and reached out to pull off the other party's hood.
Oh, wow.
A handsome CEO-like face, fan-diagram eyes, and an ascetic temperament...
"Holy crap, Bruce Wayne? What are you doing here?"
(To be continued.)
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