Chapter 3414 Midnight Son (Thirteen)
Kong Su really couldn't control his desire to curse.
When Schiller came to him, he said it was good. He only needed to be responsible for the special effects, and Schiller did the other ones himself. But the problem is that Schiller came out to release the special effects.
In the previous battle against the monster, Schiller didn't do anything serious, but the special effects were full throughout the whole process. Don't care how much the output was, just say whether this new skin is handsome or not.
During the entire battle, Schiller did two things himself: one, standing on the roof of the building, three, two, and one jump; the other, giving two evil spirit knights two hammers. All the other actions were completed by Kong Su.
Including but not limited to: helping Schiller cover his face, helping Schiller reduces decay damage, helping Schiller teleport, helping Schiller immunizes the gravity field, helping Schiller save Stark, and even the long staff that ended up being inserted on the neck of the monster's head was thrown out by Kong Su using magic.
Schiller is like an orangutan in that zoo. He stretches his hand and says "special effect!". If the universe system is strictly investigated and trained, Schiller will be the first to be banned.
The worst thing is that Schiller's order has high requirements. In addition to using various magic, he also has to help him block the moonlight. Although Kong Su is a moon god, the movement of celestial bodies is based on the rules of the universe, so it is not so easy for him to interfere. He was wasted a lot of power before, but in the end, he was completely exhausted.
"Okay, don't complain. Others want to work overtime but don't have a chance."
Schiller took off the hooded cloak, placed it on a chair beside him, walked to the table next to him, poured himself a cup of tea, and said, "It seems that the establishment of the Midnight Son Team is inevitable. But I didn't expect Tony to come and get involved. But that's fine. With the sponsorship of Iron Man, the team at least doesn't have to worry about funds anymore."
"Do you think he will sponsor this team?" Kong Su sat in the corner with his staff in his arms, looking at New York under the night outside the window. "The way he uses magic has nothing to do with magic, and he will not join the team to deal with Mephisto."
"Yes, he should be joining the squad for me." Schiller said with a smile, "He wants to know if I'm still me after the system is updated."
"What do you think? Do you think you are still you?"
"Then are you again?" Schiller asked back, "The crescent moon is you, the crescent moon is you, and the full moon is also you. Is there only one you, or there are tens of millions of you?"
"I am the embodiment of thousands of moon phases, and every moon is me." Kong Su said, "Among all gods, humans should understand me better, because humans are as unpredictable and unpredictable as the moon."
"That's right." Schiller said with his fingers supporting his forehead. "Ordinary people are not just one side. When they are excited, they will be more active and talkative; when they are depressed, they will be more withdrawn; when they are in a good mood, they will not be so scared when they meet something that is scared; when they are in a bad mood, they will feel annoyed when they see something that is ordinary."
"Humans are good at flexible and flexible. If they use one method to do one thing, they can change the other method. They have strong learning ability. They only take a few years to master a skill and apply it flexibly in life and work."
“No ordinary person lives in the same way forever. Even if someone does not make any changes for a long time, people will advise him to see a psychiatrist. This symptom is called paranoia and compulsion.”
"People are also always forced to accept their incomplete side, such as being allergic to something, enjoying eating but not being able to eat, not being as talented as they imagined, or being unable to handle interpersonal relationships due to emotional instinct."
Schiller's voice gradually brought some electronic noise, which turned into Jarvis's voice in Stark's ear: "This makes them look more like a person than an inorganic object that only follows logic. Even the electronic life in the universe is working hard to solve the emotional puzzles of intelligent creatures."
"Even the supreme wisdom will not completely abandon this path of evolution. He also wanted to know how the imperfection brought by emotions to intelligent life is how the collision of thousands of coincidences to build the most perfect life form in the universe."
Stark stood in front of the window of Stark Building, looking at the bright moon hanging alone over New York, and said, "Do you think there is any side of me that makes you feel strange?"
"Of course," replied Jarvis, "When Morgan was born, your performance made me feel strange. I am bluntly honest, you are not so good at being responsible, but your performance at that time made me feel like you are ready to take responsibility for the birth and destruction of this universe."
"Am I not good at taking responsibility? Really?"
"This is a very complicated issue," Jarvis said. "It doesn't mean you want to escape. On the contrary, you want to be responsible for too many things, far beyond the limits of human beings. You can't make choices from it, sometimes you lose the most of the most, sometimes you lose the big ones because of the small."
"What is small? What is big?"
"Maybe in your opinion, the development of human civilization is a big deal, and everything must be followed."
"Isn't it?"
"But you have to accept the fact that even if you are responsible for it, it is an extremely long process, and you will not be the only one responsible for it."
“But I am the most important.”
"I don't think so."
Stark was silent for a while and said, "Does Schiller really think your emotional intelligence is higher than mine? Jarvis?"
"Although I'm sorry, it's really the doctor's conclusion." Jarvis said after chuckling, "You're desperate to be more responsible in this area. Once there is no progress, you'll feel very anxious, and anxiety can mess up many things that you think are important without this. The ending is that you're not responsible for more big things and mess up a lot of small things."
"What does this have to do with Morgan Little?"
“It’s great to see that you don’t take human development and Earth’s security as the only thing to be responsible for, but this may have started with Helen.”
"Yes, she is my eldest daughter. But I don't care about the development of human civilization, and never have. My friends are also very important to me, and their affairs are not trivial."
"But in this regard, you follow the same behavioral logic. You see Schiller's affairs as a big deal and are eager to take responsibility for more, but this cannot be achieved. You would rather be anxious in the same place than look at lower priority."
"What's the lower priority?" Stark spread his hands and said, "My friends have been very good lately, and the world is peaceful."
"Do you know what Mr. Rhode is doing lately?"
"Well……"
"Where is Mr. Obadaiya? Where is your father? And Dr. Connors and Dr. Banner..."
"They have nothing big to do." Stark thought for a while and said, "Rod retired, probably where to go on vacation. Obadaiya is managing the company. My dad and my mom continue their honeymoons. As for Conners and Banner, which laboratory should they do experiments..."
"Okay, then what about the cat you just picked up?"
"Hiss..." Stark took a deep breath, "Where is the cat? Where is that cat? Isn't it going to run out to eat people, right?!"
He didn't care about being sad in front of the window, so he rushed out of the office door and called his assistant. After a while, the assistant walked in with an air box.
Stark breathed a sigh of relief and opened the air box cage. The kitten, which was just a little bigger than Stark's hand, squatted deep in the cage and looked out.
"Come out, kitty, come to me." Stark looked into the air box and teased the kitten inside with his fingers.
The kitten was very proud and ran out with a short wielding legs. Stark said proudly: "Isn't it just a kitten? There is no need to..."
"vomit!"
A ball of tentacles burst out from the kitten's mouth, and a living person was spit onto the floor of Stark's office.
"Colson?!" Stark looked at the agent who was getting up from the ground in shock, and then stared at the cat with wide eyes.
"I have to say that it's an absolutely bad idea to vaccinate it, Tony." Colson said, "and his facial features were wrinkled together, and he shook the mucus on his hand.
"You were swallowed by it?" Stark looked up and down at the kitten, as if he didn't understand how such a small cat could swallow a living person.
"It's not just me." Colson walked up and picked up the kitten, held his two front paws with one hand, and patted his back with the other.
"Very...Very!!"
A figure in a white coat climbed up from the ground. He pushed his glasses and turned to look at Colson and said, "I told you, Colson, I am Dr. Lizard. But that doesn't mean I can treat my pets! Oh, this damn saliva..."
"Connors?" You... Stark turned his head in disbelief and said, "When he swallowed it, have you ever considered becoming a lizard to hold his mouth?"
Connors sneered and said, "Or come and try it and see if your iron shell can hold his mouth?"
Stark quickly took a few steps back, and his head was almost shaking its afterimage. He said, "Forget it, I hate cat saliva."
"So have you vaccinated him?"
“We tried, but it didn’t work out,” Colson said. “He doesn’t seem to like injections.”
Colson handed the cat to Stark. Stark hesitated for a moment, but took it. The kitten felt magical, soft and warm. It was hard for Stark to imagine that such a gadget could swallow two living people.
"Okay, then I won't get the injection for now. I hope you don't have any alien viruses. Let me see if you are a boy or a girl..."
Stark turned the kitten over and scratched its belly. The cat purred, and Stark scratched its neck again.
"It turned out to be a little girl. You will become good sisters with little Morgan. By the way, should this thing be sterilized?"
"No need," said Colson. "They are not real cats, they don't have estrus, and they don't breed offspring through viviparous birth. It may take hundreds of years to develop to lay eggs, and there will be no concerns about this for the time being."
Stark held the cat and said, "Have the remaining kittens found the adopter?"
"Not yet. Others are either allergic to cat hair or have no time to keep pets. There are three still not found in Nick's place."
"Jarvis," Stark called, "Do you and Wanda want to have a cat?"
"I have no objection, but I'm not sure Wanda wants to raise it. As far as I know, she should prefer dogs."
"Believe me, she definitely wants both cats and dogs more." Stark snapped his fingers and said, "A couple with two children, two dogs and three cats is a very standard happy family."
"I will ask him, but I hope she doesn't want to raise three at a time. Our sweeping robot is really not smart enough."
"Ha, then you must have not used Stark Group..."
Chapter completed!