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The rapid sounds that followed one after another made Tony Stark frown uncontrollably.

The good mood that was originally caused by discovering the mystery of time was completely destroyed.

"Jarvis blocked the source of the sound."

"gentlemen……"

Jarvis wanted to persuade him, but it was destined to be in vain.

"Block it. Block it no matter what it is."

Tony Stark waved his hand capriciously and gave the order nonchalantly.

Just kidding, if there is any important news, it must have come from the chat group. Apart from that, even something like the Leaning Tower of Pisa leaning is just a trivial matter not worth mentioning.

As soon as the disturbing sound disappeared, Tony Stark stretched comfortably and yawned.

Perhaps it was because of the huge consumption caused by the previous high-intensity thinking and calculations that made him feel sleepy for the first time in a long time. He didn't feel anything when he was tense before, but when he relaxed, every inch of muscle in his body seemed to protest.

"Protests are useless," Tony Stark muttered to himself, forcing himself out of his drowsy state. He then added indignantly, "Why don't I have any pretty girls urging me to work?"

He didn't have much time to rest anyway.

"Jarvis."

He shouted loudly.

In fact, Tony Stark could just recite it in his mind, but he always felt that his thought of becoming a non-human was definitely wrong.

After all, guessing time is a very dangerous thing, especially when you can still see something. It is even more dangerous. You will face the fact that you will grow old and die, and those scars that have been hidden in the past will be torn open bloodily.

At that moment, he felt it would be better not to be a human being.

No need to face the pain of aging, no need to face the constraints of human nature, and no need to care about the tragic facts of the past...

Bullshit!

So is he still Tony Stark in the end?

Will he still be able to enjoy his food then? !

Even if the virtual taste simulation is realistic, it is still fake!

Otherwise, with his current level of technology, there is nothing he can't make. He has even accidentally invented an instrument that can make people have sweet dreams for a lifetime.

Then he smashed it.

Because Tony Stark is well aware of how comfortable and carefree his life is, and how it makes people unable to escape from it, so once this thing is released, God knows how much trouble it will cause.

He can distinguish between the real and the fake, but not everyone can.

Tony Stark doesn't want the world to be destroyed in his own hands. Even if he gives back more social welfare now, medical treatment is basically free, there will be no problem of food and clothing, and even accommodation has become a cost-free thing, it is still not as good as the beautiful world where all his dreams come true.

Speaking of this, he also did a business that lost money.

Although it is difficult for him to completely eliminate the addictive substance that ruins families, it is also very simple to prevent it from spreading as much as possible.

That is to triple the price, buy them all, and then return them to their original use as medicine.

Although this process is basically a sure loss, Tony Stark no longer cares about such a small amount of money. He has already set his sights on outer space.

I'm thinking about where to explore after I go back this time.

After all, aliens have appeared on his face, which means there is a bigger territory. Why is he staring at his small piece of land on Earth? It's all his anyway.

After all, only more resources, more items, and more unprecedented materials can bring more possibilities.

Unconsciously, Tony Stark's thoughts shifted from stopping me from being a non-human to the endless universe, and he even had a tendency to continue wandering beyond the sky, which forced Jarvis to shout twice more.

"I'm here, sir, sir? Sir!"

"Okay, okay, I was just distracted. Now I kind of regret installing such a rich emotional system for you."

Tony Stark raised his hand impatiently and patted the armor covering his ears to express his protest against the other party's noisy behavior.

"Locate the location of that little guy number seven. Hurry up. I hope we can still catch the end of the last shift, instead of waiting for them to finish everything before jumping out. That would be too boring."

"Sir...that's not what you call an installed emotional system."

While Jarvis was complaining secretly, he put all the information into the screen built into the armor, and through the last action and scan, he selected the best route.

Then, without thinking, he chased after them, without covering his tracks at all, letting the villagers look at him in panic or shoot him with their old firearms.

370 The little robot ran away with the ghost

"I, Tony Stark, am back. Did you miss me?"

Tony Stark flew to the sky directly above the position he had locked onto, with his chest and hands open in a very showy manner. He even closed his eyes inside the armor, relying entirely on Jarvis to lock onto him.

I don't know why he would do such a meaningless action when his face couldn't be seen clearly with his visor closed. Maybe he had to do the whole set of movements.

Tony Stark, who had not been paid attention to for a long time, opened his eyes with a little dissatisfaction.

"Well, it seems you don't miss me much. That's so disappointing..."

As soon as he opened his eyes a little and saw something, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Science be damned, what is this?"

Normally, Tony Stark wouldn't be too surprised. Just looking at the messy and obviously non-human people in the group is outrageous enough. What else is there to be surprised about?

It would be the same even if the opponent was a tree with a face, a huge body, and was still struggling after being pulled out.

——But the tree couldn't help but lose all its leaves. Not only did every branch have been cut off, but only the thick, long roots covered in mud were wriggling slowly and uselessly, and the expression on that human-like face was as brilliant as a palette of colors.

Tony Tucker was complaining over there, not noticing that the ghost put his sign away in disappointment.

When the ghost heard Tony Stark's voice, he raised the sign quite honestly out of the idea of ​​taking care of his friends' feelings.

[In no mood]

I held it up for a while, but unfortunately the other party didn't see it.

Did Tony Stark really not see it? That's not necessarily true. Although he closed his eyes, he could still get feedback from the outside world through Jarvis.

You know, Jarvis was asked by him to pay special attention to the ghosts' affairs, so he would naturally be cautious and pay attention to this fact.

The above two words are really too heartbreaking, but he is a ghost after all, so it is inevitable that he will be a little straightforward, so Tony Stark simply pretends not to see it.

[forest]

"This... I'm not too sure. We saw the ghost taking action when we came here."

"Who knows?"

The three here answered in a mess, while the werewolf and Little Red Riding Hood lowered their heads in thought absent-mindedly.

Tony Stark looked around and found that he could only rely on ghosts in the end. He couldn't help but complain in his heart that these people were too unreliable. Fighting was fine, but ghosts were needed for such a small matter. The useless people in the group might as well just be treated as pendants.

If it were in the past, he might have said it out, but after experiencing the quarrel with the doctor and the cell man, he now just wants to make money in a friendly way. To be more precise, he just can't quarrel anymore.

He praises openly but criticizes secretly, and is sarcastic. He is no match for the doctor. God knows how such a kind person can curse people so harshly without using a single dirty word.

He was blatant and swore all the time, but he couldn't beat the Cell Man. God knows how the other party could curse so powerfully. He even knew the doctor's sarcastic way of cursing.

So Tony Stark recently decided to just be a good person and stop cursing, for fear that he would remember the curses between the three people that day and suffer a myocardial infarction.

"Forest?" Seeing that Tony Tucker was too lazy to think about all that mess, he turned around and looked at the ghost.

Although he was a little surprised, he didn't ask any other questions.

Unlike what others say, which may be misheard and there is room for doubt, the ghost words are clearly written on the sign with the price tag, so that's probably what it means.

He quickly thought of the connection between this unfortunate thing lying on the ground and the gloomy forest.

"So this thing has something to do with this entire forest?"

The ghost nodded at first, then shook his head after a moment.

[He is the forest, the forest is not him]

This sentence was not difficult to understand, at least not difficult for Tony Stark. He did not hesitate to speak politely. He fell to the ground and directly cut off a small piece of the opponent's rhizome, and stored it in a square container on his right arm, ignoring the opponent's hateful eyes.

"I'll take this thing and analyze it. Maybe I can find out something."

"By the way, where's that guy number seven?"

Tony Stark seemed to have thought of something and looked around at the ghosts. It was strange because he remembered that the source of the signal was indeed on the ghost.

The ghost looked up at Tony Stark calmly pulling out the little guy hiding under his cloak. The other person's pure black body, which had no expression at all, shook slightly, as if raising his head.

"As long as there's nothing wrong with it, I thought it had some malfunction and broke down on its own. Ghost, if you think Number Seven is handy, you can take it and use it. You don't have to return it to me. If it breaks, come and fix it for me."

Tony Stark's eyes were focused on the other person's round body for a moment and then he looked away, just sweeping it past without any hesitation or care.

How could he not see that Number Seven just wanted to stay with the Ghost and not leave? Tony Stark was not an arrogant dictator. He might be arrogant, but he was definitely not a dictator. He would not stop the other party.

What's more, he already had this idea, so maybe he could know something about what was going on over there.

The only regrettable thing is that No. 7 himself is a problematic artificial intelligence, and the ghost is not very clear about the secular rules, and always feels that it may not achieve the effect he wants.

However, whether a purposeful and mentally sound artificial intelligence can escape the gaze of the so-called God remains to be seen.

The ghost nodded gently, then placed the little robot that was almost melting in its hand and about to fall on its head, and patted it soothingly.

The little robot was shaking and melting above the ghost's head, and if you listened carefully, you could even hear a very quiet cry.

It originally wanted to ask Mr. Tony Stark for permission to establish a connection with this seemingly friendly creature, but was afraid of being rejected, so it was at a loss and could only hide under the ghost's cloak.

Unexpectedly, all the rejections and hardships were just its wishful thinking, and it ended up being successful enough to make itself sad.

However, the sadness came and went quickly. It soon recovered and turned into a round dumpling on the ghost's head. It seemed that nothing was wrong.

Little Red Riding Hood looked up at the sky at this moment, always feeling as if she had missed something crucial.

"...Do we seem to have strayed a bit?"

371 What is deception?

"Have it?"

Although Little Red Riding Hood's voice was not loud, more like a low murmur, Sora still caught it keenly.

"What's wrong? Ms. Hope..."

Well, I'd better call you Little Red Riding Hood, otherwise it would feel weird to call someone younger than me "Ms."

Sora scratched his head, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

"If you feel uncomfortable or have any questions, please feel free to ask."

Little Red Riding Hood seemed a little embarrassed and added a few more sentences.

"After all, we're here to help, and if we're here to help, we have to listen to other people's opinions. I don't think it's right to just assume that this is what's best for them and then force them to do things according to that principle. Besides, we're easy to talk to. Even though Mr. Stark can be a little willful sometimes, he's someone who can be talked to nicely."

Little Red Riding Hood was stunned for a moment after hearing what was said, then she burst out laughing.

"I wouldn't worry about such things." Little Red Riding Hood pulled down her hood, revealing her long, soft white hair draped over her shoulders, and looked up at the moonlight in the sky.

"I just felt a little embarrassed because someone overheard me talking to myself, so I forgot what I wanted to say."

Little Red Riding Hood raised her hand and gathered her long hair that was blown by the wind behind her ears to prevent it from blinding her eyes.

"I just don't understand. I just wanted to save my family, but it seems like I accidentally did a lot of things that had nothing to do with this."

"Everything seems completely unfamiliar. My childhood friend has turned into a werewolf, and that old man, full of lies, hasn't given me any answers. And that tree, and the strange movements in the Black Forest, all of these are unknown to me. As a result, I know so many things I didn't know before, but I only have a few clues about my family. It always feels like we are wasting time here uselessly."

When Little Red Riding Hood first spoke, she was perhaps a little careful, probably because of Sora's gentleness, and she always felt that she shouldn't be too anxious, but after speaking too much, she unknowingly exposed her impatient nature.

She said all those things in one breath, and then breathed a long sigh of relief, as if this could solve the problem.

"How can it be useless?" Kong shook his head and seriously corrected the other party's statement. "Look."

As he spoke, he pointed at the ghost sitting silently on Pure's shoulder, listening with his feet swinging. If you looked closely, you could even make out a faint smile. And then there was Tony Stark, who was talking at a high pitch, boasting about some technical terms that no one present could understand.

Then he fell silent and couldn't continue.

Kong couldn't help but tilt his head slightly to glance at Shan Si who was leaning against the tree, then immediately turned back seriously and looked directly at Little Red Riding Hood.

He originally wanted to say that those indirect hints could also reveal some truth, but looking at the performance of those people, he really didn't have the courage to say it.

So they could only stare at each other.

Little Red Riding Hood also noticed Sora's embarrassment and pinched her thigh hard with one hand behind her back, trying hard to hold back her laughter.