Marvel: The game I made invaded reality

Chapter 26; Weird Ducati Motorcycle

Both Merlin were negotiating the price, but they didn't care.

"No, I don't need your money. Since you plan to modify it yourself, you must buy a lot of accessories from me. This one will be a gift."

Anyway, he didn't know who threw the car over, and he planned to scrap it.

Since Merlin wanted it, he was too embarrassed to take any more money.

After all, the accessories that the other party bought from him already made a lot of profit.

And this time, if the locomotive is to be greatly modified, it will almost cost half the price of the locomotive.

"Well, it's still the same place. After I finish the inspection, I will send you the accessories list." Merlin nodded and left the Silent Son Club.

"Wait a minute...you haven't said anything about the lizardman yesterday?" Jack stretched out his hand, and seeing Merlin's disappearing back, he could only return to the shop regretfully.

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The platform over Hell's Kitchen is gradually getting back on track, and it's been a busy time recently.

After yesterday's failure, Peter and Professor Connors will definitely speed up their plans, and they will also need to follow up quickly. Try to recruit some players before Peter and the others start their plan, and find a way to stay in Apple City. To organize a large-scale mission.

After returning to the modification shop, Merlin retrieved the technical information and drawings of the Tyrant MK2. At the same time, he also drew the structure of the Ducati 916 and began to adjust the modification plan.

"Look and see hereyes, theyglow..." Just when he was specifying the modification plan, the phone's ringtone suddenly rang.

When he saw the caller, Merlin suddenly showed a headache expression.

The ringing kept ringing, and it seemed that it would not stop as long as he didn't answer.

Helpless, he could only press the on button.

"Merlin!!! You ran to your modification shop again, didn't you? I told you yesterday that you should try not to go out until the lizardman is caught."

As soon as the call was connected, there was a loud roar from the other side.

Merlin gasped, and quickly moved the phone away from his ear.

After George's tone on the opposite side gradually calmed down, he put the phone to his ear again.

"You know, my bike was smashed to pieces yesterday. The bike is my soul! I can't live without them."

"So, I just came out today to buy a motorcycle."

He explained in a serious tone.

"What car do you want? I can buy it for you. You don't have to run out."

"Forget it, let's not bother you anymore, I'm sure you don't have time." Merlin said firmly.

George: "..."

Well, he really didn't have time.

"Go home as soon as possible today. I don't know how that lizard man targeted you, but you are in a very dangerous situation now. Try not to stay outside, and keep communicating with your mobile phone at all times." George knew that motorcycles were very important to the child, and in the end he just Neng gave a few worried words.

"Let's see again..." Merlin quickly hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

With any luck, he might stay up all night tonight.

George in the police station sighed helplessly as he looked at the disconnected communication in his hand, and the door of the office was suddenly opened.

"Sheriff George, there is news about Spider-Man and Lizardman."

"Go!" George immediately stood up and followed.

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After the modification plan was completed, Merlin sent the parts list.

Not long after it was sent, Jake sent the car and accessories together.

After unloading all the locomotive and accessories from the pickup truck into the workshop, Merlin stood beside the Ducati locomotive, pinched his chin and thought for a while, then walked to the locomotive and wiped the dirt on the surface with his fingers.

I don't know how long it has been abandoned. The shell and many parts of the car have become rusty, and many parts are missing.

Looking at the dirt wiped off by his fingers, he clapped his hands.

"Go!"

He first picked up the water gun and wet it against the integration, and then foamed it up and started rinsing.

After washing it several times with a high-pressure water gun, although the locomotive still looks dilapidated, the surface looks much cleaner and fresher.

And there are some pink paint bases exposed between the black and red rust.

After rinsing, Merlin began to disassemble, and then polished every part carefully.

This is a project that will test patience, but Merlin enjoys the process of gradually brand new parts in his hands.

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Time came to night unknowingly, and after Merlin cleaned and polished it over and over again, and replaced and installed many electrical parts, after the final red and white spray paint was completed, the Ducati that was originally in tatters and about to be scrapped was left on the work station. Gone, replaced by a brand new Ducati 916 painted in red and white.

The bright paint base reflects the luster under the light, showing the beautiful arc of the car body, and the worn-out tires are also replaced with matte black silk, like a hot beauty lying on the ground with her butt up.

"Hot beauty?" Merlin scratched his head, how could he feel this way, could it be that he has been single for too long?

He shook his head, and checked around the locomotive. As long as there were no problems, he planned to modify the atomic engine and deadlock missiles for it.

Fortunately, when Jin Bing bought weapons a few days ago, he gave rare raw materials for the atomic energy industry such as plutonium elements, so he didn't have to worry about the production of atomic energy engines.

"Huh?" At this moment, Merlin seemed to have noticed something, stopped in front of the car, then squatted down, and looked at the two protruding headlights.

There is some red paint on it, which probably drifted on accidentally when it was just spray-painted.

Although protection is done before painting, usually after removing the protection, there will be some inexplicable paint spots.

Merlin picked up the rag and tried to wipe it twice. After finding it was useless, he sprayed some pine perfume and wiped it carefully again.

"Bobobo..." The surface of the rag and the headlight made a sound of slipping under the rubbing of pine perfume.

After wiping hard twice, Merlin moved the rag away.

But when he saw the headlights, he froze for a moment.

"What the hell!" There was a blush on the headlights, as if diluted red paint had dispersed.

But it's just a little bit of red paint, how could it spread so much.

He was a little confused, and tried to wipe it with a rag again. After finding it was useless, he wiped it with his hands.

His finger slid down the wet and smooth headlight, and Merlin looked at his finger, but found that there was no red paint stain.

He tried rubbing it on the headlight again to see if he could get a little off.

"Buzz! Buzz!!" However, just as he was about to take it back to check his fingertips after rubbing, the engine of the locomotive suddenly roared, and the body and exhaust pipes also trembled.

Merlin: "???"

"Is it on fire?"

Thinking that it might be a problem with the ignition relay or wiring in the car, he stood up, temporarily put aside the problem with the lights, and prepared to check it.