Chapter 3408 The Son of Midnight (Seven)
In the Avengers base, a cup of coffee was placed on the table. The sound from the bottom of the cup touching the tabletop woke Stark up. Steve shook his hand in front of his eyes and said, "You have been in a daze for half an hour, don't you give me a shot?"
Peter next to him rubbed the top of the billiard club, pushed his glasses and said, "Didn't the doctor say there won't be anything? Why are you so nervous?"
"Aren't you worried?" Stark pretended to come back to his senses, put one leg on the other, looked to the side, and said, "For example, he suddenly appeared here, but he didn't know us at all. Or he went crazy as soon as he rushed in, trying to kill everyone."
Peter shrank his head back, almost pushing out his chin, and his facial features were wrinkled together, as if he couldn't understand why Stark had such an idea. He continued to rub the billiard club and said, "Why is this happening? What do you think is the reason for this happening?"
"It's just some accident."
"Then why don't you think that he can't turn on the computer again when you update your computer system? Or suddenly a dinosaur came out of the screen and ate you?"
"Because the program is stable," Stark said with his hands spread out, "Every code in the computer system is logical. If there is no problem with the logic, there will be no accidents."
"Isn't Dr. Schiller the same?"
"Do you think he's like this?"
Peter nodded and said, "You should make this idea. For ordinary people like us, there is always a logical side in the spiritual world, full of all kinds of coincidences, like an unknown black box that doesn't know what structure it is inside without opening it."
"But Dr. Schiller is not like this. He can maintain his mental system in such a bizarre way, which proves that the proportion of coincidences will not be much. Otherwise, if something unexpected happens every day, this operation mode will not be maintained at all."
"So his spiritual world is more logical than ordinary people, like a carefully designed computer system. It will not be a random black screen, and it is even more impossible for something strange to break through the physical laws and rush out of the screen to hit you."
Stark thought silently. Steve walked back to the pool table, shook his head and said, "Even if he suddenly goes crazy, can't you limit him? The irrational Schiller cannot be more difficult to deal with than the irrational Schiller."
This was the point. Stark suddenly woke up. He suddenly stood up quickly, picked up the billiard club, squeezed Peter away, and hit the cue ball.
"If he has a problem, we'll fix him." Stark watched the yellow ball rushing towards the middle bag with satisfaction, rubbing the pool club quickly, and then said, "I can fix everything. Of course."
The sound of footsteps sounded from outside the door. Stark's hair stood up. He turned his head and looked at the door like a vigilant badger.
The red-haired female agent pushed the door and came in. Stark was like a deflated balloon, swaying for a while, holding on to the edge of the pool table.
Natasha was a little confused. She looked at Stark and said, "What's wrong with you?"
Then she seemed to have misunderstood something, licked her lips and said, "Okay, Tony. I admit that some of my words before might be a bit too extreme. Even if you are not a good bed companion, we are still good friends. I absolutely have no intention of forgetting friends when I see sex..."
Steve sighed softly, looking at Natasha and said, "If he can put half of his mind on you now, our problems will be solved."
"What the hell is wrong?" The female agent stretched her neck forward, expressing her curiosity.
"Dr. Schiller is going to update the system," Peter said, clamping the billiard club with his elbow. "He has been like this since he learned the news."
"Doing system updates, what system updates? Oh, his own system." Natasha sorted out her hair and said, "Why are you going to update suddenly?"
"Version optimization." Peter summarized it, "Cancel the design of fixed skills of the character and put all skills of the entire character into the general pool. The character can choose skill matching by himself. At the same time, there is a certain probability that the negative attributes of the corresponding character of the skill will be obtained."
"You can't say this like a bad web game!" Stark shouted, "It's not that simple at all!"
"It's that simple, Tony. Can you calm down?"
Stark raised his head and screamed. Natasha supported the edge of the pool table with one hand and said, "It seems we should hire another psychologist for SHIELD to coax a child in Schiller's absence."
"He has also asked for leave from SHIELD?"
"Yes. I'm going to talk about it." Natasha took out her cell phone and said while looking. "Nick said he had taken a month off, as if he wanted to experience the lives of street heroes. The Avengers are going to keep a close eye on New York recently to prevent any trouble."
"I will." Steve aimed at the cue ball and said, "The news of the completion of the starship made the snakes, insects, rats and ants hiding in the dark corners completely unable to sit still. They seemed to want to have a final carnival."
"Miles has grown a lot and is a qualified Spider-Man. I feel relieved to have him." Peter glanced at his watch and said, "I have to go to Eddie to adjust the optical parameters during Starship live broadcast. You guys can play first."
Natasha smiled and sent him out, saying, "Our street boy has also grown into a great scientist."
Peter smiled at her, no longer as young and panicked as before. Natasha watched his departure back and slowly closed the door.
"How is the game ending?" Steve asked.
"Don't mention it." Natasha walked to the sofa and sat down, picked up the coffee that Stark hadn't touched, and took a sip and said, "The war broke out. The two sides fought to the dark. We retreated after completing the mission. On the way to escape, we also met Star Lord who had just entered the game."
"What label did he choose?"
"War, but he probably thought it was a Star War. He didn't expect it was a medieval magical fight. You don't know how funny his expression was." Natasha laughed at herself.
"Who is he in the group?"
"Gamora."
Steve raised an eyebrow at Natasha and said, "Do they have a chance?"
"It looks interesting." Natasha thought for a while and said, "But it's too difficult to get together. By the way, Agent Carter resumed work today. Do you want to go and have a look?"
"Let's go together," Steve glanced at Stark and said, "You have to have not been to S.H.E.L.D. in several years?"
"I don't want to go." Stark stared at the billiards on the table and was tragic.
"Please, don't do this." Natasha walked over and patted Stark's back. Stark screamed in a "scream" and turned to stare at Natasha.
Natasha gestured a zipper next to her lips with her hand, and said, "If you want me to shut up in front of Pepper, you'd better stare at me all the time."
"I don't have time to discuss these things with you now." Stark said this, but he threw the billiards aside and followed Steve out.
They took a shuttle and rushed to SHIELD's headquarters in New York. Since Nick took over the Time Administration, the office location of SHIELD agents has been changed back to the ground. The Aerospace Mothership is used to handle the Time Administration's affairs.
As soon as Steve and his group entered, they saw Colson Stark looked at him and was stunned. He put one hand in his suit pocket, looked around him, and looked up and down.
"Brother, have you become younger?"
After shaking hands with Steve, Colson turned around and said, "You read that right, Tony. I'm really younger."
"I really didn't expect you to be the kind of person who can do cosmetic surgery."
"Of course I'm not. I just ate golden apples." Colson shrugged, "Come here. Nick is already waiting for you."
"Golden Apple?" Stark thought he was telling something new and cold joke, and didn't care.
The group walked through the office area and came to Nick's office door. They met Carter who was walking out with documents.
Natasha winked at Steve. Just as Steve was about to walk over, Carter gave him a warning look. Steve had to follow her and leave helplessly.
"What's wrong with them?" Stark asked.
"Agent Carter doesn't like to contact others during work hours, so he's quite dedicated." Natasha pushed the door open and went in.
Colson followed Stark and said, "You've been in the lab for too long and are now a little bit like a Primitive Man."
Stark wanted to fight back, but couldn't think of any words, so he had to turn around and glar at Colson.
Unexpectedly, Nick was not the only one in Nick's office. A blonde in a uniform stood in the corner, and the whole office was messy, as if he had just experienced a storm.
Natasha was also stunned. Colson was no wonder. He walked behind Nick's desk and... carried out a kitten?
"Wait a minute, this won't be..." Natasha said, pointing to the kitten.
"This is Gugu's child." The blonde woman walked over, held the kitten in her arms, stroked its fur, and said, "Gugu gave birth to six kittens, which is the smallest one."
"Who is Gugu?" Stark asked in surprise.
Nick pulled out an orange cat from behind the table - on the dividing line between cat and pig - and put it on the table with a "bang". Nick sighed and said, "It's just gugu."
Stark walked over, scratched the orange cat's chin, and said, "Can you make this happen to just a few kittens?"
"Kitten?" Nick picked up the orange cat and pointed it at Stark. Stark didn't know what he was going to do, so he stayed there blankly.
Colson was ready. The moment a large ball of tentacles burst out from the orange cat's mouth, he pulled Stark away.
Nick grinned and said, "Don't do this, Colson. It's nothing to be swallowed by Gugu. It's at most a week's jail."
"Boss, it has just finished giving birth and is still very weak. Eating too much will damage your stomach." Colson said helplessly.
"Damn shit!" Stark then took a few steps back and stared at the cat in shock.
"Gugu is a Yuan-eating beast. It is a monster that looks like a cat but can actually swallow everything into a different dimension space." The blonde next to him explained, "I just gave birth to a few kittens recently, and I came to find adoption."
"You want to find an adoptive family for this thing on Earth?" Natasha stopped talking.
The blonde nodded and said, "In fact, only the earth is safe for them, because the Yuan-eating beasts are rare in the universe. Most races will only culminate. A small number of them will also be sold to the black market if they catch them. I am not at ease. They are wandering in the universe."
"Have you ever wondered why they were culling this thing?" Stark asked.
“Most races find it dangerous.”
“It’s actually very dangerous, too.”
"Not that exaggerated." The blonde shook his head and said, "It's not a big trouble for you superheroes. That's why I asked Nick to help me find adoption."
Chapter completed!