mousepad-d2 Chapter 148 Eden 36
Chapter 148 Eden 36
After this episode ended, Steve left the residence because there were still matters to be dealt with on the Federation side.
"Speaking of which, he is the only one of us who has an establishment now." Tony said, "We seem to have all become unemployed."
"It seems that there is nothing wrong with it." Luther shrugged, "At least he is free."
"I don't want to live in this kind of place." Tony glanced at the living cabin, rolled his eyes indiscriminately, and directly turned on the communicator, "Hello, is the Pan-Interstellar Trading Market Royal Supreme VIP special line customer service? Send it to me immediately [-] copies of Huanyu Exclusive Customized Diamond Habitat, human size, super expedited service, energy coins paid with my private account."
Then he hung up the communication, and under the stunned expressions of everyone, he raised his eyebrows: "Why?"
Clark: ...Yes, who is showing off their wealth? It's so dazzling!
Luthor & Bruce: Damn, never missed money ability so much!
Under Tony's money-losing offensive, the Pan-Interstellar Trading Market jumped over in 5 minutes, using a transport ship of the highest tonnage to pull a thousand living quarters, and a thousand people with more than a dozen hands It took only an hour to change the low-level living quarters of all Tomorrow members into the most expensive custom-made diamond living quarters in the universe.
Let alone refugees of other races, even the management of the residence almost dropped their jaws when they saw this scene.However, buying and selling is free, and they have no right to interfere with other people's improvement of living conditions. They can only watch helplessly, envious to death.
The crew of Tomorrow were overjoyed. After knowing that the benefactor turned out to be Tony Stark, all of them were stunned.
"Even Iron Man has time-traveled in!"
"Did he bring his assets along with him? People can't, at least they shouldn't be so rich!"
"What does it mean to be as rich as an enemy!"
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
"The ones in front, if you want to call daddy, line up first!"
Regarding this kind of charitable behavior, Tony said that anyway, it is just the coins in the dream, and if you don’t give it away, it’s better to improve the life of your fellow villagers.
So, in the next few days, Tony funded the most efficient construction team in the interstellar trading market to build a holographic theater, a virtual game hall, and a playground in the living quarters of the crew of the Tomorrow. The crew of the Tomorrow can use it for free. The race... It can be used, but you have to pay.
Refugees of other races: ...Damn capitalists!
Tony, who found himself being scolded as a capitalist, had a deep reflection and decided to change his past, so he announced that all entertainment projects would no longer be open to people other than the crew of the Tomorrow.
Crew of Tomorrow: Good!You can stop queuing up!
Refugees of Other Races: Help, We're Wrong! !
Tony played the life of the residence station as an infrastructure game with unlimited money plug-ins, and Ian played it as an open world exploration game.
He doesn't need to eat or sleep, there is only one thing to do every day - play.
At the beginning, he only played within the residential area of the Tomorrow, and the crew of the Tomorrow were very kind to him, especially the families with children who looked at Ian with kindness in their eyes, and even liked to pull him from time to time. He went to his house for a meal or something.
As for his terrifying looking eyes... Just kidding, people in the metropolis have seen a lot of things, they have seen all kinds of strange creatures, and they are still afraid of this small organ that is not so different from human beings?
Many people in Tomorrow are also idle, trying to teach Ian some life skills.
Such as cooking, planting flowers, painting, and even writing poetry.
Ian was enjoying it, too.
So the apple pie he made almost caused Clark, the man of steel, to have diarrhea all day; the fierce flower he planted bit off half of Bruce's pants; the picture he drew was shown to the puppy raised in the residence station At a glance, the puppy covered his eyes and rolled on the ground on the spot.
As for his poems:
"Black sky, white clouds, colorful people, happy Ian. Happy today, happy tomorrow, happy the day after tomorrow."
Holding his homework book of steel casting, Tony was full of admiration: "Is this carved on the steel plate with your magic knife? It's so penetrating, and it even rhymes, that's why this steel plate looks so familiar..."
After 10 minutes, Ian, who was praised and couldn't tell the truth from the fake, had happily run away without a shadow, and Tony realized it.
Isn't that the first piece of resistant steel alloy that he spent a week researching!
He was originally going to use it as a model to try mass production, but he was engraved with such a nonsense poem!
But can Tony go to Ian to settle accounts, he can't.As for why...
Uh, because I can't beat it.
It's okay if he can't beat him, and there is a Superman who dotes on him as an accomplice. As for Bruce, he must be on Superman's side without even thinking about it.
The thought of a Justice (League) three-on-one situation that could arise at any moment really saddens Tony.
——So who the hell taught him to write poems? If you come out, I promise I won't bombard you with a single palm!
……
But after a long time, the novelty has passed, and Ian wants to explore further places.
Clark once told him not to go too far from Tomorrow's residential area, but if Ian really wanted to go, he wouldn't stop him.After all, for Ian, the danger level of this residential space station is completely zero. Rather, he is the "danger" that needs to make the entire residential station fearful.
So Ian Tiger went down the mountain and began to explore the residential areas of other races.
This really frightened the other races. Everywhere Ian went was empty, and everyone hid, for fear of being targeted by the guy who came out of the Exterminator.
Occasionally, if someone couldn't avoid it, he would stare at him with eyes mixed with fear and disgust, wary of all his movements, as if he was afraid that he would make a sudden move.
As Ian was walking, he saw a shop selling alien specialty handmade food on the side of the road. It seemed to be something crispy and similar to dried fish. He took the large consumption card Tony gave him and prepared to buy it. , before taking two steps, I saw the owner of the small shop rushing to the door at the speed of light, closing the door with lightning speed, and hanging a closed sign outside.
Ian: …
He glanced at the consumer card in his hand, and stood on the side of the road aggrieved.
...But it's so wronged, he finally learned how to use the consumption card. After all, in the territory of Gestalt, there has never been the concept of "money". Everyone just takes what they want.
As a result, others refused to do business with him.
He wandered around many places without giving up, but the result was the same everywhere.
The same disgust, the same fear, the same avoidance, the same whispering.
For those malicious guesses and vicious words, even though the speaker has tried his best to keep his voice down, Ian's super hearing can still clearly capture the fear and disgust hidden in every syllable.
"It's disgusting, when is he going to get out of here?"
"Shh, keep your voice down so you don't get overheard."
"Why does the management ignore him at all, and those humans on Tomorrow are really serious, don't tie up their dog and let it run around!"
"It's hard to say whether it's a human dog, maybe the owner is still a gestalt."
"Stop talking, it's even more terrifying!"
Ian stood by the roadside, silent for a long time.
In the end, he did nothing but left the area silently and returned to the living quarters of the Tomorrow.
He didn't know what this feeling was, but he seemed to experience strange emotions for the first time.
A kind of confusion, unwillingness, sourness, and aggrieved sadness that seemed to be gushing out of his chest.
At the edge of Tomorrow's residential area, he immediately saw Clark waiting for him to come back.Clark was like a parent who was worried about his children going out for a stroll. When he saw Ian coming back, he immediately stepped forward and asked cautiously, "How did you play today?"
Ian looked up into Clark's blue eyes and said, "They don't like me."
Just stating the facts in a calm tone made Clark's heart sink slightly.Ian has always been insensitive to these negative emotions, allowing him to perceive them so clearly shows how malicious people outside are towards him.
"Don't pay attention to them, they don't understand you." Clark said pretending to be relaxed, "I'll take you to watch a holographic movie tonight."
Ian shook his head: "No, Clark, I want to be alone for a while."
This is really the first time Ian has rejected him.
Clark was slightly taken aback, feeling even more sad, but he could only rub Ian's head and said: "If you are unhappy, you must say it, don't care about those who make you sad, we all like you .”
Ian looked at him and asked seriously: "Clark, am I really disgusting?"
Clark's face changed, he hugged the child in his arms, and said in a deep voice, "No, not at all. You are the cutest person, Ian, don't feel sad for someone who is not worth it."
After a moment of silence, Ian said: "...Well, I'm not sad."
He is not sad.
He just doesn't understand.
……
At this moment, beyond the nothingness of space and time.
The traveler is sitting on a soft sofa. On the coffee table in front of him, a small ball containing the universe is slowly rotating.
"It's really boring." Hawthorne said angrily, "I just want to eat some dried fish, why do those guys have such a big opinion on me?"
The kidnapped Meimeng trembled and dared not reply at all.
Hawthorne squinted at Meimeng, who was quite frightened by his unclear eyes. The translucent cosmic ball flickered a few times and almost collapsed due to instability.
"What?" Hawthorne said with a smile, "Can't hold it anymore?"
"Yes, I'm sorry, the great supreme being." Meimeng replied with a trembling voice, "The dream created by your avatar is too big. I can hardly maintain the dream without absorbing life force."
"Well, that's it..." Hawthorne was thoughtful, but he didn't say anything.
Sweet dreams want to cry but have no tears.
It knows how powerful and terrifying this great Outer God is, and this absolute gap in power cannot be made up by some small means.
"Otherwise, I... I release everyone, release the dream, and then you, you, you..."
You let me go... Meimeng didn't dare to say the last half of the sentence at all, for fear that the old man would be upset and throw his ashes away.
Hawthorne smiled and said nothing, and beside him, a ball of light suddenly appeared.
Hawthorne's number one dogleg system reprimanded loudly: "Hey! You bastard who doesn't know the rules, you hacked the territory covered by Mr. Hawthorne without even saying hello, and now you don't want to pay any price. Thinking of retreating completely?"
The dream almost collapsed on the spot.
Hawthorn, Mr. Hawthorne...?
Help, it seems to have accidentally heard the real name of the Eye of the Mystic Star!Is it about to explode from knowing too much!
Damn it, as an Old One, it had just hoped that its boss, the Old One, Amos, would come forward to help it, but after such a long time, there was no movement at all!
Meimeng knew that there was a high probability that she had become an abandoned child.
How angry, it's a good thing it came back from the sky to fight for its boss!
"I have an idea." Hawthorne changed into a more comfortable position and said lazily.
The system immediately understood the meaning of his boss, and said instead of him: "This dream is still useful to Mr. I will provide some energy to help you maintain the dream, but you have to arrange what happens next in the dream according to Mr. .”
"Ah, this..." Meimeng was taken aback, "I can't influence the dream universe too much, otherwise it will affect the logic of the world's operation and lead to collapse..."
Its ability is not enough to change the laws of the universe's operation. Even the old rulers cannot modify the rules of this level.
Only the big guy in front of him can do it.
But this boss is unwilling to personally interfere with the dreams it maintains. Meimeng really wants to break his head and doesn't understand why.
Couldn't it be that the humans inside wouldn't be able to bear the pollution?
"It's all right," said Hawthorne. "Just some small, logical adjustments. Why, don't want to?"
Meimeng was startled by his lazy tone, and hastily expressed her position like a dog's leg: "Yes! Of course I am willing! Boss Secret Star, your will is the direction for me to go through fire and water!"
Hawthorne chuckled, and said with a smile in his eyes: "That's good... After all, I really want to try that little dried fish."
sweet dream: ...
My god, you really want to eat it so much, why don't you conjure one out of thin air!Obviously with your power, creating something out of nothing is as easy as breathing and drinking water!
Meimeng is bitter in her heart, Meimeng dare not speak.
"I remember that there are quite a few fanatics of mine in this universe?" Hawthorne said after thinking, "Although all qualities are not too high except for warriors, they are barely usable."
Mei Meng was stunned for a moment: "You mean..."
"Prepare me a new body in the universe." Hawthorn said softly, "It's time to interfere with its future a little bit."