Wesley strolled down the street. "I can't believe this is Los Angeles. What a surprise," Wesley said to Apple as they walked.
"Then the problem is that you need an ID here. You can at least deal with police inquiries, and you need a driver's license for credit cards used in residential hotels and car registration," Apple said.
"Uh-huh, then let's make a move first. Otherwise, it's really troublesome. Let's find a place to exchange for gold first." Wesley began to stroll around Los Angeles on foot. He searched according to some geographical locations in the Marvel Universe, but he had never paid attention to such a place and could only estimate it.
At the moment, the bank did not dare to go. They could only look for some gold shops and pawn shops and so on. Fortunately, this was Los Angeles. He successfully sold ten thousand dollars' worth of gold. Of course, the price was a little lower than the market price, but there was no need for any identification or anything like that. And to put it bluntly, the gold would be directly taken and melted. It would basically not be discovered.
With money, Wesley took a taxi to a coffee shop. There was a desktop computer for customers. Wesley chose a place near the corner and asked for a cup of coffee. Then he went online.
The purpose of going online was to forge an identity card so that as long as no one was sent to the local area to inquire, there was basically no possibility of exposure. Apple handled it perfectly, and an American named Wesley Gibson was born.
Apple tried to downplay Wesley's presence as much as possible. He basically didn't stay in one place for long. At the same time, he changed the local database information and added Wesley to it. He existed, but no one could remember who he was. At the same time, he joined a gold-digger profession.
With the information, all that was left was to create the license. In the United States, the driver's license was generally used as the license. Of course, during the election, it was equivalent to a census. This was much more convenient, but it was difficult to find people who did not vote.
Wesley went to buy a card reader and some electronic accessories himself. Then, he finished making them in the bathroom of a mall and got a driver's license.
"Not bad, it's done. Let's go to the bank and get a credit card." Wesley didn't need to worry about the police this time, and went directly to the bank. This time he carried a metal box, and the gold inside was worth 100 million dollars. Because the exchange times were different, although they were two universes, the development of the general trend did not deviate.
Money is God. That was the American credo. Wesley got the best reception, followed by a credit card and a checkbook. He sort of stayed in Los Angeles, a five-star hotel, and booked a fancy suite.
There was a network here. After Wesley checked in, he began looking for the characteristics of the world, hoping to find something different. In order to prevent electricity from arousing suspicion, Wesley directly supplied Apple with energy himself, and Apple launched a global search.
"No, this is not the origin universe. There is no information about you. Although it is 2007, there is no information about you in China's household register." Apple's answer made Wesley relieved. He was not sure if he wanted to go back to the origin universe. There was nothing to miss there. After all, he was alone.
"Let's continue and see what secrets there are. Aren't there a lot of secrets in the United States? Look through the past newspapers and see what's different. There's always something. Otherwise, my hunch is wrong. I can't stay in a normal universe for long." Wesley was also puzzled and didn't know why he felt that way.
"I found an interesting old newspaper." After Apple looked it up, he showed Wesley a newspaper. Wesley quickly looked at it. It was a newspaper from 1897. An explorer named Archibald Witwicky went to the North Pole with 41 sailors. When he returned, he announced a major discovery, but he was always talking nonsense and drawing symbols that others could not understand. In the end, he was locked up as a neuropath.
"It's really interesting. Is this a Transformer? No wonder I had a hunch that I would stay here for a long time. Transformers are indeed worthy of my attention. Hehe… Apple, do you think we can make a Transformer ourselves and then let me operate it?" Wesley was a little happy. Transformers were his favorite when he was a child, and he still liked them in real life. They were full of memories.
"Do you stay in this universe for this?" Apple asked.
"That's right, and Transformers are a kind of life, although they were also made, don't you think this technology is great? If we develop it ourselves, it will probably be very difficult to succeed. It's better to study it here. You know, this is technology, there is no such thing as the laws of the world, which is more helpful to our strength."
"Okay, but how are you going to study it?" Apple asked.
"Of course it's to get a Transformer back, but it's probably very difficult to live. They haven't appeared yet, and it's unknown if things here are going the same way as in the movie. We need to wait, but the preparation can be done first," Wesley said with a smile. He smiled happily, just like when he watched cartoons as a child.
The first step was a wide place to work, directly for Apple to look up. Apple looked for remote places in Los Angeles, and then said to Wesley in a strange tone, "What do you think of the location of Stark's house?"
Wesley understood immediately. There was probably a similarity here. "Any similarities? Marbury Beach?"
"Yes, that place belongs to the rock structure. The corner that broke into the sea is now ownerless," said Apple.
"Hahaha, okay, let's do it there. If Tony Stark knows, I wonder what he will think? Do you think I should build a house like his?" Wesley said mischievously, but he missed his friend.
"I don't recommend that you copy his building. After all, the space needed here is much larger than Stark's. We need more space. However, you can do whatever you want with the buildings on the ground, and the underground part needs a huge space. At the same time, it may not be able to fit there. You need to extend down and build towards the landing place. You need to buy more land."
"Got it. We'll act immediately. We'll buy it and start construction immediately. No matter how much it costs, we have to finish it as soon as possible." Wesley didn't know when the Transformers would arrive on Earth. "No, Apple, Megatron should be on Earth, and they should have a base on Uranus. Should we go take a look?"