What the hell?
An existence from a different dimension?
Breaking through the barrier?
Entering our world?
Midsummer Night felt a little lost for a moment. Could it be that he had encountered the worst case of transmigration?
However, if it was a double transmigration, wouldn't it be too late for him to arrive?
He couldn't possibly have some sort of heaven-defying golden finger and reach the Heavens in a single bound, right?
As his thoughts ran wild, he heard the man continue, "About … … he will arrive here in three days."
"Three days … …"
Midsummer Night frowned. "Can you predict the location of this person?"
"We can try our best!"
The two of them looked at each other and suddenly became excited.
Before coming here, they did not have much confidence in whether their words would be able to attract Midsummer Night's attention.
Who would have thought that Summer Night would actually believe them?
"Then, I'll leave it to you. A person who can cross the world barrier has appeared here … … no matter what, we have to take this seriously."
Midsummer Night glanced at Natasha. Natasha nodded and stood up. "Then, what are you waiting for?
Time is tight and the task is urgent. I will allow you to mobilize as many suitable people as possible and use the shortest amount of time to find out the possible location of this person. We do not have much time to make arrangements. So, do not waste a single second. "
"Understood!"
The two of them answered loudly like new recruits, and then hurried out of the door.
In the blink of an eye, Midsummer Night and Natasha were the only ones left in the room.
Midsummer Night sat down with a heavy heart. Natasha poured him a glass of water. "What are you worried about?"
Midsummer Night shook his head. He did not know what he was worried about.
Even if, at this point in time, other existences from other dimensions appeared and other transmigrators appeared, it would not affect him much.
Given his strength and influence, he was confident that he would be able to deal with any existences that appeared.
However, inexplicably … … there was a complicated feeling in his heart. Because, this matter made him think of a possibility …
Could there be a way to go back?
If there was, where should he go?
Frankly speaking, he couldn't integrate into this world at first, but now, he seemed to be inseparable from this world.
Here was his career, team, friends, comrades, lover … There was the goal he was fighting for and the hardships he had experienced along the way. All of these had turned into the most mellow wine, reverberating in his heart.
Go back?
Go back to do what?
Should he continue to guard his own house and be a landlord?
That's right. From various angles, there was no comparison between that world and this world. It was not exciting. All he did every day was play games, and he was dispirited to death …
He … shouldn't have wanted to go back.
However, that was his root.
"Fallen leaves return to their roots …?"
Midsummer Night raised his head and looked up. His heart was filled with a myriad of emotions. However, he quickly wiped his face with his hands. "Everything will have to wait for three days."
No matter how much he thought about it now, he would just be worrying over nothing.
Three days later, there would be an answer … Perhaps, it was just a misunderstanding.
Standing up, Midsummer Night looked at Natasha and said after a moment of silence, "I'm not worried, it's just … Forget it, I don't know what to say."
"Then you don't have to say anything." Natasha smiled. "Just do what you should do, right?"
"The simplest principle is often the most effective."
Midsummer Night smiled. "Find a place for the two who came today. Also, we can start calculating and preparing for their project, but don't rush to start. We still lack the most important person."
"Hank?" Natasha's eyes flickered.
Midsummer Night nodded. "He's very important."
As he spoke, he walked out. Natasha asked, "Where are you going now?"
"Home to sleep."
…
…
Midsummer Night really went home to sleep. He didn't return to the Caspian Camp the next day. It wasn't until Scott called him in the morning that Midsummer Night went out.
An hour and a half later, Midsummer Night picked up the man in front of Scott's ex-wife's house.
"Okay, let me guess, where are we going now?"
After Scott got on the car, he took a good look at Xiao Hei and said, "I'm guessing that this car will change shape, so when we get to a place where there is no one, we can drive it to the sky and fly to the base, right?"
[Mr. Scott, Little Blackie thinks it's necessary to correct your common sense. Little Blackie is a car, and cars can't fly.
Mr. Stark didn't install a levitation function on Little Blackie's body.]
"…" Scott looked at Little Blackie and then at Midsummer Night. "Is it talking?"
"Take a guess." Midsummer Night drove the car to a remote place and asked Scott to get out.
"We're already here?"
Scott felt that he hadn't figured out why the car could talk yet. Also, the surroundings didn't seem to be the base of a secret organization.
Especially … this place was too close to his ex-wife's house, wasn't it?
Midsummer Night reached out and patted the car. The next second, the car disappeared, and a one-time teleportation device was thrown on the ground. As the light flashed, he pulled Scott, who was at a loss, into it. The next second, the two of them disappeared.
When they reappeared, they were still in the huge laboratory. The Dark Elves' battleship was like a landmark in the Caspian Camp.
Scott looked up until his neck couldn't take it anymore. Only then did he come back to his senses. "I keep feeling that it's going to fall."
"Before I even went to kindergarten, I knew it was just an illusion."
Midsummer Night patted Scott's shoulder and said, "Let me introduce you. This is the Caspian Camp."
Sumer appeared again, just like two days ago.
However, this time, Midsummer Night gave him high-level authority, the same as other superheroes.
"Since you're here, it means that you intend to join us, so I won't beat around the bush with you. Simply put, there's something I need your help with."
After Midsummer Night explained Ava's situation, Scott's eyes were filled with mosquito coils.
"Do you think I can solve this problem?"
"At the very least, you know the authority in this area, don't you?
Midsummer Night smiled. "Your combat power and connections are what we need."
"… Xia, you're too despicable!"
Scott was dumbfounded.
Midsummer Night nodded. "Sometimes, I feel deeply troubled by this."