'luck……'

Reed twitched the corner of his mouth. This kind of thing was too illusory and unreliable.

But only Bai Ye knew that fate was something illusory to others.

For Bai Ye, it could almost be predicted.

As the three-dimensional attributes increased, he also found that each of his aspects was developing towards the conceptual system and possessed various [characteristics].

For example, with his current self-healing ability, conventional things can no longer hurt him.

What does it mean? Even if an attack is powerful enough to destroy a star, it will disappear without a trace in the next second if it hits Bai Ye.

Because the wound is left in the past, it has nothing to do with the present, and cannot spread to the future.

Of course, even without this ability, his health bar is now thicker than his experience bar.

There is no need to rely on self-healing ability. As long as the experience bar is full, you can recover instantly and your physical condition will be improved to a higher level.

And his spiritual attributes can naturally predict good and bad fortune in the dark, achieving an effect similar to divination.

Now, his mind was telling himself, no problem, just choose any world to jump into, it doesn’t matter.

So, following the guidance of his heart, Bai Ye gently pressed the random travel function under Reed's nervous gaze, and in the blink of an eye his figure disappeared from the spot.

Almost instantly, Bai Ye could feel that his own eyes saw the entire multiverse appear before his eyes.

Looking at the colorful things in front of me, emitting different lights and shapes.

Some are neatly organized and independent like marbles, others are densely connected like a spider web, and still others have universes that split and expand infinitely outward in the same style as cartoon animations.

Here, the universe, which is difficult for ordinary people to explore in their lifetime, is exhibited, and there are so many of them that you can't even see the end.

Just by random observation, Bai Ye can see that many universes are being destroyed and born. This is a world more infinite than infinity, but with his current strength, it is difficult to see it all.

Because Bai Ye's strength is still weak and he has not even reached the level of a single universe, his vision cannot penetrate into those universes at all. Under the help of the shuttle, he was quickly sucked into one of the worlds.

On Earth, Reed breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the connection with the White Night watch was normal.

At least we haven't lost contact, so we can come back if we want.

"Notify Mr. Stark that a time traveler has been found in the Indian area and His Majesty hopes to capture him alive." Reed said to the researcher beside him.

Hearing about being captured alive, Gwen, who was watching from the side, felt relieved.

After watching the Criminal Games, she no longer thinks that her organization can compete with this Earth full of hidden talents.

Any one of those super-powered groups can beat 90% of the organization's members. In terms of combat power alone, there is no comparison at all.

At this moment in the Indian area, seven Spider-Men in different costumes sat together, looking at everything in front of them.

"To be honest, the Earth in this world seems pretty good." A Spider-Man wearing something like armor invaded the network and exclaimed.

"The tranquility of peace and the madness of dictatorship merge into one another."

The man wearing the Star-Spangled Spider Suit said coldly: "Put collars around everyone's necks and suppress the world by force. I don't know how long this peace can last."

"Don't be careless. One of our members has lost contact in this universe. We don't know what kind of horrible torture he has suffered. It's better for us to be safe." Another Spider-Man with a long sword on his back said seriously, looking quite ancient.

Just as the seven Spider-Men were discussing with each other, the phone in a prison nearby rang. When the warden saw the nickname of the caller, his face immediately became serious.

"President, what do you want me to do?" the warden of the Indian District said seriously.

"President Stark is looking for Mashivacha! Okay, I'll go over and inform him."

Holding the phone, the warden hurriedly ran to the depths of the prison. At the deepest part, a man with back-length hair and a sturdy build sat cross-legged.

Hearing hurried footsteps in the distance, the man opened his eyes and said, "Zakir, what's going on?"

"It's a call from President Stark, asking you to go on a mission and capture a group of guys alive."

"There are seven intruders in total, and they are near you. As long as they are red and black, or have something related to spiders, you will capture them alive. Oh, and there is a watch like this on the wrists of these people."

After the warden finished speaking, a 3D image appeared in front of Mashivacha, which was a photo of Peter when he was Spider-Man and a dimensional watch.

"This is the person His Majesty wants. You can be released from prison after completing this task." The warden said as he handed the positioning device in his hand to the other party.

"Is this the person your majesty wants to capture alive? I will definitely complete the task."

Mashivacha stood up slowly, and the shadow formed by the light behind him directly covered the warden's body.

After taking the device and putting it on his eyes, he leaped violently, and his body instantly broke through the reinforced concrete enclosure, creating a hole several meters across, and then disappeared.

Three minutes later, in a desolate area of ​​New Delhi, a tall figure like a demon blocked the group of seven.

"Hey, man, you're blocking us." A hippie Spider-Man stepped forward and said, but the next second everyone's faces changed at the same time, and their spider sense all took effect.

"It's going to happen. The person who comes has bad intentions."

This was the first thought in the minds of the seven Spider-Men. They wanted to dodge but could only watch the opponent's sandbag-sized fists getting closer and closer.

"boom!"

The hippie Spider-Man only felt his brain shake, and then he lost consciousness, and his body was embedded deeply into the ground.

Looking at their teammate's shriveled brain and the blood squeezing out of his orifices, the other Spider-Men looked grim. He was definitely dead.

"I am Mashiwacha, who once obtained the autograph of His Majesty. Now I want to capture you alive. Remember my name." Mashiwacha said proudly.

"Who asked you?" Several Spider-Men cursed inwardly, looking at their teammates who had lost their life force: "Is this what you called a live capture?"

"Yes, this job is a resurrection job. As long as you haven't been dead for more than half an hour, I can use my internal energy to bring you all back."

Mashiwacha clenched his fist and said coldly, "So, you don't have to worry about being beaten to death by me next."

(End of this chapter)