Chapter 196 Virtual Projection
There are many zombies wandering in the underground temple, including some familiar villains. They seem to be under some kind of control, patrolling and guarding subconsciously, as if there is really something here worth their protection.

"I think this is a great miracle. I give the dead the ability to revive, allowing them to roam the world again. First, I will cleanse the entire New York, then the United States, and finally the entire earth. This will become the kingdom of the dead..."

The Scythe Death sat on a throne made of golden skulls, gently wiping the scythe in his hand while showing off his achievements to others.

"You are indeed quite successful. I didn't expect that there would be a talent like you in our Hydra..."

Elda Valletta also sat on a throne nearby, but her throne was a little too small.

Looking at Valletta's delicate face and somewhat alluring red lips, the Scythe Grim Reaper couldn't help licking his dry lips. He thought that the person who would be handing over to him this time would be an old cadre of Hydra, either an old man or a middle-aged pervert. He didn't expect that the person who came to hand over to him this time would be such a beautiful woman. This made him take another look.

"It is my honor to join Hydra and contribute to it. However, as a conservative, I did not expect that the reformists would send such a beautiful lady to cooperate with me~"

Elda really wanted to dig out the eyeballs of that intrusive gaze. If she wanted to dig out the other party's eyes, it would be easy because the equipment she was wearing not only included those developed by Hydra but also items exchanged among the group. However, she also had to be careful because who knew what cards that guy had.

"Excuse me, why did you transform your arm into a sickle? I thought that holding a high-tech sickle would not affect your movements, right?!"

Elda's sharp words made Scythe Death a little paralyzed. Could he say that he was just a fool without a brain at that time, and wanted to transform himself into a cyborg? !

Now I can easily kill my former self with just one finger. It’s really ridiculous to think that I have transformed myself into a cyborg…

"Hey, hey, hey, excuse me, is this red-haired white woman in cahoots with you?!"

The tall Nakla looked at Elda with a somewhat unfriendly look. After all, Death Scythe had cooperated with them before, but this sudden visitor was not familiar to them at all...

“Aren’t you white too?!”

Elda looked at the other person with confusion.

Nakla's face turned pale after hearing this. After all, both her parents were black, and she became white due to gene mutation and radiation. But she was still black in her bones or by blood, and this was an unchangeable fact!
"Hey, what's up with this King Kong?! Death, shouldn't this animal be locked in a cage? Why are you putting clothes on him and making him equal to us?!"

The mandrill who was secretly looking at the beauty didn't expect that he would be shot while lying down...

Okay, I admit that I looked a little boldly, and it was no longer considered sneaky, but it was our first meeting after all, and we shouldn't be so extreme when making friends, right? !
"You are?!"

"Valletta!"

"Soul Reaper?!"

"It's the Soul Weaver!"

"Well, never mind. It's all the same! I'm a necromancer and you're a soul weaver. It looks like we're meant to be together, don't we?! How old are you..."

The scythe death god's fiery gaze made Elda feel particularly sick. His words and his eyes were self-evident. Moreover, he was old and ugly, which was really disgusting...

You know, she has a boyfriend. Although they are in a long-distance relationship, it is not an ordinary long-distance relationship. It spans a dimension and a universe...

Yes, this increasingly juicy cabbage was taken away by the little green goblin Harry in the group...

Compared to my boyfriend, this guy is totally useless. He is stupid, not sweet, old, and has no money. He has no advantages, but a lot of disadvantages...

"80 years old!"

In fact, Elda did lie about her age. Her real age should be around 96 years old. However, due to the scientific research experiments she conducted, her appearance will not change. And because of the super-enhanced genes, her vital signs showed that she has reached adolescence, so she is indeed still very young.

"Oh my god, what's your beauty secret?! My grandma is 78 years old and she doesn't look as fresh as you..."

Of course, Nakla was just mocking her. In fact, she had never seen her grandmother...

"Then I suggest your grandma find a boyfriend. With the nourishment of a boyfriend, she will look much younger!"

Elda gave him a polite yet awkward smile in return, and the message in this sentence made the Scythe Grim Reaper somewhat speechless.

He understood that Elda's words were not only a response to Nakla, but also an indirect way of telling him that she already had a boyfriend...

"Let's get back to the point. According to the organization's speculation, this will lead to a collision. The invasion of the undead has caused chaos and instability in reality. The boundary between the undead world and the real world has been eroded. The collision between the two will completely destroy one of them or both of them will perish! Are you planning to turn all of your Hydra colleagues into undead?!"

"Hehehe, I haven't thought about that... Maybe things aren't that bad. I will report this to Actor..."

"How many masters do you have?!"

The mandrill suddenly interrupted, but then he was retorted with another sentence.

"Shut up, you stupid monkey! It's better than your master being a useless fat man!"

"What the hell..."

……

On the other side, Peter looked at the virtual watch in his hand with some confusion. The red light displayed on it indicated that he was very close to other people. The only one in the same universe as him was Valletta, also known as Elda.

At this time, Peter also received the information communication from the virtual watch. After clicking the receiving button, the virtual projection technology was presented, and the situation inside was reproduced 1:1 using virtual technology.

The three of them only saw a strange light flowing on the watch, and virtual buildings and virtual people appeared one after another.

"This is much cooler than magic..."

Gwen said in surprise.

Doctor Strange on the side also nodded. It was indeed very cool. Moreover, it was extremely energy-consuming to perform face-to-face communication spells. This high-tech projection was smarter than the current intelligence...

This Peter Parker is really a hidden talent...

(End of this chapter)