The Mighty Traveler

"Holy shit." Paul said as he looked at the results of his experiments.

"This Virus can either be a danger or a gift. To think it could rewrite the DNA structure of a creature and make it take characteristics of another is phenomenal. This means I could make a human have cat ears, another with horns and maybe give a guy horse-" Paul was giddy as he looked at his findings but his mind was disrupted when he felt the sudden change in Genod's movements.

"Hmm, now where is the male going?" Paul said as he looked over to where the thing is heading.

It was then he saw a broken ship with survivors sailing towards Port Oasis, Paul was about to interfere but he found something was wrong with these survivors. Teleporting there he hid in the water and probed the mind of one of the people on the ship, Paul sighed and left as they were all pirates.

Going back he dried himself a bit and walked in his underground workshop and saw how the two jeager bots he has are now ready and could be piloted by him. Only him for the meantime because he hasn't figured out how to make it similar to Pacific Rim's neural bridge tech.

All the systems inside were Analog and could still fight even when hit with an EMP. He also made modifications in the computer installed to be able to work too even if not connected to the power source.

A Nuclear Reactor that could power up the whole state of New Jersey for four months. Could be changed with spare nuclear cores on the side manually with no danger to the pilot as Paul designed a suit that could enable a human perform peak activity using the Gas tech here in his apocalyptic world.

Weapons for the Zila model is a 30 meter diameter buckler shield made of titanium Alloy. Has a retractable dagger in one side which could enable the robot to stab others with and a spike on the center to bash it to the enemy.

Right hand has the Axe he made for melee and two shoulder mounted cannons. 31 inch caliber Schwerer Gustav AP shells with about 300 stored inside the robot. Paul has not yet found enough ingredients to make a sealed space in a cartridge for the cannons.

If he could find enough he could make a large magazine which could possibly hold about 20,000 ammo rounds each. Paul smiled as he imagined how Kaiju would think when Paul pulls up with his robot and just stands there peppering the poor Kaiju to death.

The Hi-Mock model is the bulky one and it's large arms already are the weapons and thick plates which means this thing is a walking 90 meter tall tank. Weapons installed are the rocket elbows and enabling the robot to punch 700 meters away and has a pseudo Carbonadium alloy chain that would help pull back the hand.

Chest part of the robot could open up and launch Aim-64 Phoenix missiles by the dozen. Total amount that could be currently stored is about 200 missiles, then there are also shoulder mounted miniguns of 120mm caliber tank rounds.

Paul made the large miniguns that could fire these bullets in about 180 rounds per minute. A total of about 2000 rounds could be stored inside the large Hi-Mock model. And lastly the chest part of the two robots could also shoot large lasers there at the cost of large amounts of power.

Paul felt that maybe it is time he could relax for a bit and now focus on this Fish Virus that could enable him to make many advancements in DNA alteration technology.

[Troll World]

"This is going to be very useful." Paul said as he looked at his latest tailored suit that followed the Kevlar fiber tech in this world. He could not make suites that are fire proof, water proof and even Bullet proof. Most he could is prevent a .50 caliber bullet but anything larger than that could pierce the suit.

He could at least make suits now that won't break apart should he use his power more. He also got to see the weapon advancements in this world and Paul felt that there are some aspects that this world is slightly ahead than in Marvel World.

Other than that he got closer to Helen Wick and even taught her how to cook more complicated dishes. Paul felt he should try introducing her to healthier recipes since John Wick seemed to gain a bit more weight if this goes on.

Paul thought what would have happened if John Wick fought with a dad bod. Paul shook his head and felt he was close to at least drag John Wick to test the various guns he had made.

As much as it was easy for him to shoot his guns, he still needs the opinion of a normal person if the guns could be used by other people.

To him it was easy to aim for a headshot but what would people feel if they use his guns. Paul could calculate it but it is better to get opinion with a expert in killing people. Marcus can't be called since the guy does not even know who he is, at least his bounty has been lifted since no one seems to be able to find him.

Now he became a legend that even when no one knows his face. Paul didn't mind because at least he'll get peace and quiet but he was suddenly attacked not by assassins but by businesses in terms of him trying to buy more resources.

Paul felt that his supply has slowed but that doesn't bother him, the surface operations were not even that needed since it was all smoke to cover the eyes of many in the various hidden places he had built bases of operation.

From Norway, Skull Island and even in buildings near the other Continentals. His robots were now manning those places and Paul felt he could take over the world if he wanted to.

But that is not even in his interest, all he loved doing here in this world is to invent and make more stuff from the various tech he has.

One day, Paul tried making a serum using the data he has in his other selves and was able to barely make ten serums which could make a human almost as strong as Captain America.

Speaking of which, the Capsicle is also awake now ahead of time but he is currently being kept by Fury as a secret.

*Ding Dong*

"Who is it!?" Paul said in his Kitchen as he wrote some things on his journal.

"It's me." John's voice sounded out as Paul wrote.

"Oh, then come in John. You know where my keys are!" Paul shouted as he kept scribbling on his notes. As soon as he heard the footsteps near Paul said. "You know you don't need to knock don't you John, this is basically a home for you now. The kitchen is, but you get my point. We're close friends already so don't other knocking on the door."

"I'll remember that." John said as he placed the tupperware Helen borrowed to bring back some food he made.

"So how's the Curry and the Dumplings?" Paul looked up and saw John's eyes were drawn to his notes but he did not hide it.

"It's very filling." John said as he saw the scribbles in Paul's book. "Guns?"

"Oh this? Yeah I've designed a new type using the findings I have in gas compression technology. Would you like to see?" Paul acted like an excited child wanting to show his toys to another.

"Come, I'll show you something amazing!" Paul walked briskly towards his backyard and John followed unwillingly as he started the conversation.

"Come here, come look!" Paul arrived at a clearing beyond the back yard where a hidden firing range was present.

"You had this built here?" John looked at Paul curiously as he looked at the rather simple firing range.

"No, I built it. Been cooped up in the table for so long I found myself time to make this thing here. Took me about three weeks to get it done, at first I did it because I felt doing some archery practice then as I shoot I thought arrows are silent and deadlier that guns in the dark so why not make a gun which is silent and doesn't need silencers." Paul said like he was giddy.

"But, in reality I just have too much free time so I invented this!!" Paul then walked to a cabinet nearby and took a box which he brought to a table. He opened it and it showed the crude like design that are normal in the Waterworld.

"This is a gun?" John looked skeptical at the design since it looked like a toy.

"Yes! More likely a gas gun, this is powered using a canister of highly compressed gas and could fire small spikes like there to the equivalent power of a 1911 caliber .45 pistol. I was not able yet to make a smaller design(I already did and more) but this prototype would change the world. No more gunpowder and no more of that dirty mining of resource." Paul then picked up the gun and aimed it after showing where the safety is.

"Now all we need is the most ready available resource in the planet, Air!!" Paul then fired the pistol like gun to the targets in the range and it shot bullets one after another.

"See?! Cool right? What do you think?" Paul acted like an unprofessional as he gave the gun to John without hesitation and it almost made John reflexively react but he held himself.

"Try it! Tell me what you think." Paul was smiling like a kid proud of his creation.

John did not say anything but just weighed the gun in his hands and looked at some familiar features of a normal gun. Taking out the safety then aiming it he fire and was surprised at the lack of recoil in the gun, instincts kicked in and he emptied the magazine before he knew it.

John paused for a bit and looked at the gun then at the firing range and was thoughtful.

"So how does it feel?" Paul asked as he looked at John Wick.

"40 bullets per magazine?" John asked.

"Oh yeah right! Let me show you." Paul then went to disassemble the gun in front of John showing him where the gas tank is which is where the Magazine compartment should be. The real magazine on the other hand was the top part of the gun which adapts the feeding system of the P90 submachine gun.

"This small canister here is a tungsten carbide gas tank able to push out at least the amount of 60,000 PSI to fire a bullet. The canister holds a lot of gas in it that you could fire five magazines non-stop with it till it runs out.

This magazine I made using the feeding method of the P90 and could store 40 small steel spikes that could penetrate at least an inch thick steel plate with an effective range of a 100meters.

The Gun itself has a unique build that would also not be easily replicated and could handle the strain of the pressure inside the barrel making it almost no recoil.

See this John? This will prevent Jamming and you could shoot in full auto incase the deer your hunting dodged! Can't wait to take this to a field test! Hey you should come, I have a large property in Watertown New York. We could hunt there!" Paul rambled on about not showing John any signs of training as he looked excited to go on a trip.

"Maybe I'll ask Helen for this." John said as he looked at the gun then at Paul deep in thought.

"That would be great! When will both you have an open time?" Paul smiled as he also felt he should have some vacation even with a clone. But he remembered he was very lazy and didn't do things exactly as his own since he somewhat relied on the robots he made.

Thinking about it, the attacks from the Sentinels are the biggest boon he ever had as it gave him a chance to make his own version of robot servants.

Later that day Helen arrived saying she accepted the invitation and said it would do John good for them to at least have some place to spend the nearing summer.

Paul was happy about it and showed them an RV he had also redesigned but this was not one with the expanded space. Just a large Bus with three rooms, one main and two were bunks that could be hidden and the last is the sofa that could be expanded.

Paul also had two bathrooms installed and a fully functioning Kitchen and Fridge. Paul did have to spend time to publish some papers in Neuro-Surgery that would be very useful but not too world changing to keep up the façade of him being a great doctor.

This was all from Strange's strange mind who is so full of world changing ideas in Neuro Surgery. Paul just gave some findings that were at least a few years ahead of time.

There were even rumors of him being nominated for this world's nobel prize but he publicly decline saying that he did not do much and to give those nobel to the ones making a difference in the world.

This gave him a better reputation and was also found out that he has some patents on some products that recently has been the craze in the Market.

John found out about this as he has been curious about Paul since he had met the guy. Now seeing this list of achievements he also felt Paul was some sort of hidden Genius who has knowledge on a lot of things.

He had also seen the RV bus Paul had in his garage and was stunned at it, since there was a small workshop where Paul could tinker with his guns and even had three other guns sitting around.

He even saw the 3d printer that was making more bullets and John felt that the tech was very much ahead of its time.

[Middle Earth]

"When the letter said beware of spiders I didn't think it'll be that large! One almost ate Bombur." Bofur said as they were now locked in the halls of the Woodland Realm.

"Well, let us hope Thorin is able to make a deal with the King or else we'll be stuck here till Durin's day." Balin said as he looked at his other companions in the other cells.

They had indeed followed what they did on the story as they traversed the Forest for almost a month. But in the last days they have been starting to feel the bewitchment of the Forest and they had suddenly lost the path.

And as expected they too have been captured by spiders and was freed by Bilbo until the Elves found them and captured them all save for their master burglar.

Now the other dwarves are grunting as they tried to break the doors of the cells and try to escape.

"Leave it, this is no orc dungeon. These are the Halls of the Woodland Realm. No one leaves here but by the King's consent." Balin dissuaded his companions as they kept banging themselves in the cell doors.

Meanwhile in the Throne room Thorin was brought in front of Thranduil son of Oropher, King of the Woodland realm.

"Some may imagine that a noble quest is at hand. A quest to reclaim a homeland and slay a dragon." Thranduil's ethereal aura radiated as he talked to Thorin who seemed a bit disgruntled as he looked at the Elven King.

"I myself suspect a more prosaic motive. Attempted Burglary or something of that ilk." Somehow Thranduil's words made Thorin irritable even if he knew what happened to the Elven King.

"You have found…" Thranduil leaned forward a bit and leaned to his right looking at Thorin in a weird pose. "…a way in."

"You seek that which would bestow upon you the right to rule, The King's Jewel." Thranduil walked back slowly and gracefully looking at Thorin. "The Arkentsone."

"It is precious to you beyond measure. I understand that." Thranduil smiled as he looked at the dwarf prince. "There are gems in the mountain that I too desire. White gems… of pure starlight."

Somehow Thorin felt he should speak up but the way Thranduil looks at him like how he looked at his Father and his Grandfather before him irked him greatly.

"I offer you my help." Thranduil said making Thorin smirk a bit.

"I am listening." Thorin then looked at the Elven King.

"I will let you go, if you but return what is mine." Thranduil said but this time Thorin held his impulse to speak up as he remembered the contents of the letter.

"A favor for a favor." Thorin said as he walked back.

"You have my word, one King to another…"