Marvel's King of the Undead

Forcibly suppressing the surprise in his heart, the little fat man closed the door and walked out of the hospital pretending to be nonchalant. As he walked, he silently thought about the information Abbas revealed to him.

In fact, over the past month, the staff in the home had tried every means to prevent the little fat man from seeing Wayne's body, which had long made the little fat man a little suspicious. He had thought carefully about the strange things about the orphanage these days.

First of all, deaths occur every year in welfare homes, but no one has ever seen the bodies of these people.

Secondly, in the past few years in the orphanage, the little fat man has never seen any children who were kicked out after reaching the age to come back to visit their friends in the orphanage.

Even if these people have no feelings for the orphanage, some of their friends are still in the orphanage. It is indeed strange not to come back for a visit in so many years.

But no matter what, among the information revealed by Abbas, the one that the little fat man is most concerned about is that Wayne is not dead.

Then the first thing he needs to do next is to find Wayne's whereabouts.

The little fat man walked faster and faster, and soon he reached the entrance of the orphanage. Just as he was about to go out, the security guard next to him came over and stopped the little fat man who wanted to go out:

"Where are you going? There has been a lot of chaos outside recently. A child died not long ago. The dean only said after he came back last time that it is forbidden to go out."

The little fat man was a little flustered when his thoughts were interrupted. He hesitated and was about to find a reason to persuade the security guard.

"Robert, I asked him to go out and buy some repair tools that needed to be replenished."

Abbas came from behind sweating. After speaking to the security guard, he walked towards the little fat man and took out a wallet:

"Hey, how can you buy something if you don't have a wallet? Go quickly."

"OK then."

The security guard looked at the little fat man with some suspicion, but at Abbas's signal, he still withdrew his hand to stop the little fat man.

Holding the wallet in his hand tightly, the little fat man did not dare to look back and accelerated his pace to leave. At this moment, the orphanage behind him seemed to have turned into a man-eating beast.

After hurriedly walking through a block, the little fat man took a breath and opened the wallet Abbas gave him. He saw that there were 1000 US dollars and some change neatly placed in the wallet.

Silently thanking Abbas in his heart, the little fat man scratched his head and looked at the street with people coming and going, feeling a little at a loss. How should he find Wayne's whereabouts next?

Unknowingly, the little fat man walked to the door of the authentic hot pot restaurant with his thoughts on his mind.

Looking at the hot pot sign in front of him, the little fat man subconsciously opened the door and walked in.

"Hey Stephen, how's Wayne doing?"

Wang, who was settling accounts in front of the computer at the checkout counter, looked up at the little fat man who had just come in and asked, after Wayne was shot that day, it was Wang who ran out of the store to call the police, but he never saw the little fat man and Wayne again. Pass.

Facing Wang's inquiry, the little fat man replied with some frustration:

"It should be fine, it's just..."

Halfway through, the little fat man paused. He didn't know whether he should tell Wang the truth or not.

Sensing the little fat man's hesitation, Wang waved his hand:

"It's okay. If it's not convenient, forget it. Do you want to eat something?"

After taking a look at the computer next to Wang, the little fat man slowed down:

"No, can I use the computer, Wang."

"Okay, I'm going to do my work first. If you need anything, just call me."

Wang stood up and patted the little fat man on the shoulder, got up and walked into the store.

Looking at Wang Yuan's back, the little fat man walked into the cashier and sat down directly in front of the computer. The moment he saw the computer, the little fat man felt that he had inexplicably felt a special affinity for the computer in front of him. feel.

It was as if he and the computer were of the same kind, and he could clearly feel the computer's emotions and communicate with it.

This is a strange feeling that is difficult to describe. Although it sounds strange, there seems to be a voice in the subconscious saying to the little fat man that your feeling is right.

"Open Epson Hospital's website."

Following the feeling in his heart, the little fat man hesitated and whispered to the computer in front of him.

The next second, the little fat man, who had taken his hands off the mouse and keyboard, suddenly saw the computer browser automatically opening, and the Epson Hospital logo appeared on the monitor.

He pinched the fat on his belly hard, and the pain in his belly made the little fat man realize that this was not a dream.

"Find Wayne's Medical Records"

Realizing that his feelings had become reality, the little fat man continued to talk to the computer with some excitement, while imagining Wayne's appearance in his mind.

As soon as he finished speaking, information about Wayne was displayed on the screen.

"Name: Wayne. Gender: Male. Age: 15 years old. Reason for admission: gunshot. Cause of death: massive blood loss."

As the little fat man's eyes moved downward, the pages on the computer began to automatically slide down following his eyes.

"Hey, there's no useful information at all."

After browsing all the web pages, the little fat man suddenly sighed in frustration.

The information on the website only records that Wayne was sent to the hospital that day, and all subsequent information is blank.

"Can't we find Wayne?"

The little fat man was a little desperate and held his face with his hands.

"Den."

Suddenly, the computer speaker made a sound. The little fat man subconsciously raised his head and looked in the direction of the computer. He saw that the website at this time was no longer the previous Epson Hospital.

Instead, it turned into a website with a black background that I had never seen before. There was a small but extremely eye-catching logo in the lower right corner of the website, which looked like a skull with octopus tentacles.

The following is recorded: "Wayne is a tentative Alpha-level mutant with the ability to self-recover. He was used in the X weapon program jointly studied by the organization and the military. He escaped three days ago and his current whereabouts are unknown."

When he saw the word "escape", the little fat man's eyes lit up. Since Wayne escaped, it proved that he was indeed not dead, and he also successfully escaped from some laboratory.

"King, I'm leaving now. I'll come back next time."

After closing the website, the little fat man smiled and waved to Wang in the distance. Compared with before, the little fat man's mood was obviously higher.

"Okay, if you need my help with anything, just ask."

Seeing the little fat man's cheerful appearance again, Wang also breathed a sigh of relief. He really didn't want anything to happen to the child he had watched since childhood.

After leaving the hot pot restaurant, the little fat man began to calm down and carefully feel his connection with the outside world.

The next moment, the originally noisy sounds on the street seemed to be isolated in another world. The little fat man could clearly feel the connection between the traffic lights in front of him, the large electronic screen in the distance, and the mobile phones of passers-by, and himself.

The feeling cannot be described in words. The little fat man felt that he had absolute control over these electronic devices.

Maintaining this state, the little fat man concentrated his attention and looked at a girl who was on the phone under the street light, silently saying in his heart: "Hang up."

As soon as the idea came to mind, he saw the girl taking the phone away from her ear, looking at her phone with some confusion, and then dialed the number again.

In the next half hour, the little fat man tried to help others hang up the phone 15 times, and changed the songs from 4 street shops that played music he didn't like to Little Stars.

Still standing in front of the traffic light, when the light turned green and all the cars started moving at the same time, he changed the signal to red. Looking at a group of confused drivers and the honking of horns one after another, the little fat man showed a smile. At this time He is the king of this city.