Marvel: I'm just the Supreme Master's sidekick.

Chapter 64 Heading to the Cedar Forest

Those sounds faded into the distance from Carter's ears.

It's as if my soul has ascended to heaven, which is why I'm far removed from the explosions of the mortal world.

"Miss Carter? You're alright now, open your eyes."

The next second, Qin Wuying's voice pulled her back to reality.

Carter slowly opened his eyes and realized that they were standing in an open space hundreds of meters away.

The Roxon refinery, which had just occupied a large area of ​​land, is now as if it has evaporated.

The power of nitrate bombs is truly astounding.

"What... happened... I'm still alive."

Carter patted himself all over, trying to find the feeling of surviving a disaster.

Needless to say, it was Qin Wuying who teleported out with Carter at the crucial moment.

If not now, when?

Firstly, Qin Wuying did not want such a rare beauty to die in front of him;

Secondly, what if Captain America wakes up later and finds out that Carter sacrificed himself during the mission?

Who knows, he might turn into a Hydra captain or some other corrupted monster on the spot.

Furthermore, the death of characters who shouldn't have died will cause even more confusion in the timeline.

"Anyway, it's a good thing we weren't in that factory."

Qin Wuying patted Carter on the shoulder, then turned around.

"Wait! How are we going to get back? Where's Mr. Jarvis's car?"

Carter was still in shock, frozen in place.

It's important to know that this place is quite a distance from the city center.

"Would you like to sit here?"

Qin Wuying straddled a brand-new motorcycle parked by the roadside and turned his head away.

"Where did this come from? And where's Mr. Jarvis's car?"

Carter was filled with doubt, but he still got on the motorcycle and gently hugged Qin Wuying.

Qin Wuying then pointed to the original location of the Roxon Refinery: "I'm afraid Mr. Jarvis's car..."

The two of them covered their faces at the same time and chuckled softly.

After that, they remained silent the entire way.

However, although the factory explosion destroyed almost all the evidence, it wasn't without its gains.

While confronting the man in the suit, Carter noted down the brand of the milk truck.

The next morning, she disguised herself and went into the company.

Everywhere was a scene of bustling activity, and the scorching sun did nothing to stop the workers from getting to work.

This is not because they are very motivated.

This was mainly because the supervisor was constantly patrolling the area, keeping a close watch on them.

"Hey! It's you, come here right now!"

Just as the supervisor was engrossed in overseeing the work, a woman's shout came from the side.

He turned his head—

"You're the foreman here, right? I've received 14 complaints about you."

The woman in front of me was wearing a white lab coat, had her hair neatly combed, and wore scholarly-looking glasses.

The authoritative aura immediately intimidated the supervisor.

"Me? Madam? Are you sure you're not mistaken? I've always been a law-abiding citizen."

"You have violated the Urban Sanitation Management Regulations, Chapter 42, Article 23, which pertains to the management of the transportation of dairy products."

Carter didn't even look up; he just read from the documents in his hand.

The kind of official that supervisors fear most is someone who has absolutely no intention of communicating.

It's just coldly reciting data, according to the law.

"Um, may I ask, has anyone filed a complaint?"

As he asked the question, the supervisor glared menacingly at his workers.

"Now it's my turn," Carter said, looking up. "I will be inspecting all your milk trucks as required by the court."

"But……"

"Are you going to help me, or are you going to get in my way?"

The unquestionable tone left the supervisor momentarily speechless: "...I'll help you."

Then, Carter secretly took out a VitaX detector and checked each car one by one.

One after another, they searched every corner.

However, after searching almost the entire company's milk delivery trucks, they found nothing.

Not a single vehicle contained even the slightest trace of Vita radiation.

"Is this what you're looking for, Miss Carter?"

Just when Carter was at his wit's end, Qin Wuying suddenly appeared again.

He handed Carter a small note from his hand.

The sign read, "Sheldon, Milkman, Cedarwood."

Carter looked up in surprise at Qin Wuying. "How did you know I would want this?"

"It's this guy's milk delivery truck, no doubt about it."

In fact, Qin Wuying also noticed the company name of the car.

He also used a "special method" to get his supervisor to tell him who was not at their workstation that day.

"Okay," Carter said, turning to look at his supervisor. "You won't be prosecuted for now."

Upon hearing this, the supervisor and the people behind him breathed a sigh of relief.

And so, the clues became clear again.

Next, we need this milk deliveryman named Sheldon.

Destination: Cedar Forest Town.

However, there is still one problem that has not been solved.

Carter and Qin Wuying exchanged a glance, knowing they were thinking the same thing.

So... what mode of transportation will the two of them use this time?

"Achoo! Achoo!"

Jarvis sneezed twice more at home.

"Honey, you've probably been too tired lately; you've been sneezing a lot."

Jarvis's wife, Anna, lovingly draped a coat over his shoulders.

However, Jarvis didn't think so; it wasn't something that made him feel unwell.

"Madam, I'm afraid we're going to lose another car."

A few hours later, on a highway not far from Cedar Forest Town, a car was driving at a steady speed.

The same gentle and cheerful music, the same pleasant natural scenery.

That's right, Qin Wuying and Carter borrowed Jarvis's vehicle again.

Why not take advantage of it?

Soon, Qin Wuying parked the car in front of a detached house.

Next to them was another vehicle, which at a glance was clearly the kind of small truck used for transporting goods.

Carter decisively opened the car door, and a flash of yellow light came into view—

There are so many nitrate bombs hidden here!

"This guy is really persistent; even after his milk delivery truck was blown up, he still keeps delivering milk."

"You're obsessed with money, aren't you?" Qin Wuying shook his head.

"Bang—!" Immediately afterwards, Carter kicked open the door.

A slightly overweight middle-aged man was sitting in a chair reading a newspaper.

When he saw Qin Wuying and Carter, he was immediately terrified and lost his composure.

"Squat down, put your hands behind your head, and then answer my question."

Carter stated his requirements with practiced ease.

The middle-aged man in front of him, Sheldon, came to his senses.

His first instinct was to grab the hunting rifle hanging on the wall.

Seeing this, Qin Wuying couldn't help but sigh. Sheldon really knew how to make trouble for himself.

Sure enough. In an instant, Carter kicked Sheldon to the ground.

Then, Qin Wuying took the shotgun that Carter threw to her and held it in her hand.

Carter then found a rope and tied Sheldon securely to the chair.

"Tell me everything you know about the buyers of nitrates."

"I don't know anything."

Seeing that Sheldon was still being stubborn, Carter gritted his teeth and prepared to take a hard line.

"Clang, clang, clang...!"

Just then, the door suddenly rang, as if someone had come in.