Some Unscientific Marvel Scientist

"Master, he is dead."

Ebony Throat touched the charred corpse of Black Dwarf that was still standing, and shook his head at Thanos on the throne.

Thanos held his cheek with his hands and looked at the trembling dance hall owner beside him expressionlessly.

"I really don't know who he is!"

The owner of the dance hall wailed and knelt on the ground, begging Thanos for mercy: "There are many outsiders on our planet every day. It is impossible for us to know everyone!"

Thanos withdrew his gaze and waved his hand casually, "Then he is useless."

Before the dance hall owner could say anything, Proxima Centauri behind him stabbed him through with the spear in his hand. The dance hall owner fell to the ground with a horrified expression on his face.

"Master, let me find that person and the Death Vanguard, and bring their heads to you!"

Pulling out the spear from the body of the dance hall owner, Proxima Centauri stepped forward and volunteered to Thanos.

"There is no need to waste time, we can go directly to the prince who lost my stone... Ebony Maw, I will leave this matter to you."

Thanos rejected Proxima Centauri's proposal and instead handed the matter over to Ebony Maw. He had wasted too much time looking for Death Herald and Gamora and was already tired of this hide-and-seek game.

"Do your will, my lord."

Ebony Throat put one hand on his chest and bowed to Thanos on the throne to take orders.

Thanos nodded, then controlled the throne beneath him to levitate, flew towards his mothership, and said: "People here should follow the rules."

Following Thanos's order, his men acted quickly and randomly wiped out half of Contrasha's population as usual.

Although Contrasha is a tourist planet and has not encountered the so-called pressure on population and resources, Thanos doesn't care so much. Anyway, after he collects six infinity stones in the future, half of these people will be there. The odds are damning.

Of course, Martin Lee, who had killed the black dwarf and the super giant star before, was not stupid enough to continue to stay near Contrasha. He had already driven the spacecraft left to him by Kraft back to Arale and returned through the portal. At home on earth.

"Huh? Dad, are you back?"

Kraft, who had just been crazy with Arale for a while in the game, took off his helmet and found that his adoptive father who lingered among alien women was miraculously at home.

"So you are... starting to miss the taste of home?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Martin Lee glared at Kraft fiercely, "I met Thanos' men."

Martin Lee told Kraft about his encounters with black dwarfs and supergiants, and then lamented: "It seems that my interstellar journey is over for the time being."

Kraft rolled his eyes speechlessly, was too lazy to pay attention to this old man, and went to his laboratory.

Recently, Kraft rarely went to Arale to knock on battleships. Instead, he stayed in his laboratory to conduct new research.

The problem of Thanos can be put aside for the time being. Anyway, the old guy Odin is still alive and kicking. Kraft feels that he should make more preparations for Mephisto, the legendary lord of hell.

Because the power in Kraft's hands is basically based on technology, although there are occasionally a few that are not so physical and rational, but he still feels a little guilty if he wants to deal with such mysterious or even mythical beings. of.

In addition, the soul gem that can fight Mephisto was given by Craft to Angela, who needed it more, so that he had fewer means to use when facing Mephisto.

So recently Kraft has been studying how to bring out those mysterious props in dreams, especially magic weapons that are specially designed to deal with demons.

Unfortunately, the current progress is not ideal. Even if he uses the Reality Stone and enlists the help of a senior mage like Gu Yi, he can only come up with a small number of useless props.

For example, underwater breathing potion, clothing purification talisman, iron broken teeth and dagger version, magic carpet that cannot fly high or fast, golden bowl that automatically plays the Diamond Sutra and is accompanied by various Buddhist special effects but does not have any exorcism effect, etc. …

"Alas... it really failed again..."

Kraft looked at the one-handed sword named Blue Fury in front of him.

In the dream, Blue Fury was a holy sword created by the Archangel, which killed countless hell demons. However, after it was copied by Kraft, it only had a beautiful shape, and its strength was not even as good as Zhang Xiaoquan’s kitchen knife.

After throwing the one-handed sword into the warehouse to pile ashes, Kraft continued to try other mysterious props.

Just when Kraft was obsessed with making mysterious side props, he suddenly received an invitation.

Since Dreamland launched the virtual helmet, a breakthrough product of the era, Kraft has often received invitations to seminars and technology exhibitions.

It's just that most of the invitations were filtered out by Angela before they were handed over to him. Only a few invitations that Angela thought Kraft would be interested in, or that she and Alice would be interested in, could be filtered by Kraft. Ford saw it.

As for Arale, she is interested in everything, but for the sake of the physical and mental health of most people, it is impossible for Kraft to take her to any exhibition.

"Let me see, Pim Technology's new product launch conference?"

Kraft scratched his head and felt that the name seemed familiar.

"It's the company founded by the old man who likes to scold Uncle Tony in the media."

Angela reminded from the side.

"But he was kicked out of the company by his daughter and his students a long time ago. Now the boss of Pym Technology is the student who kicked him out, Darren Krause."

As Angela spoke, she pulled out the photos of the three people she mentioned and showed them to Kraft.

"Oh...I have an impression."

Kraft nodded. Pym Technology's products are quite powerful and will not lose to Stark Industries and Osborn Group. However, they seem to be taking a high-level route, so their products are rarely seen in daily life. .

"Are you interested in their show?"

"I actually don't have much interest. It's just that Notlu said he would go when the time comes, and then Arale made a fuss and wanted to go too."

Angela shrugged, then looked at Kraft with a smile, wanting to see what expression he would show.

Sure enough, when Kraft heard Arale making noises about going to the exhibition, his whole body turned into the appearance of the famous painting "The Scream".

"Are you kidding?! Didn't you ever stop Arale?!"

"Well, I think it would be too pitiful to keep Arale locked up at home and play games, or to play in outer space."

Angela said seriously to Kraft: "Although Arale herself won't care, I think we should still try to let her go out to play. When there was no "Dream World" before, Arale didn't cause any trouble. Is there a big mess?"

"Uh...you put it that way...how can I object?"

Kraft smiled bitterly and rubbed his nose. After Angela said this, he also found that he had neglected Arale a little after building the "Dream World". Now that she has offered to go out, what can he do? what to do?I can only agree.

Anyway, he went to Pim Technology, which Kraft was not familiar with, so even if Arale destroyed something, he would not feel guilty.