The correct way to attack the villain

If Song Mo didn't mention it, Bruce would have almost forgotten that he still owes Wayne Enterprises 35 months' salary.

Advance salary and borrowing money are two different things, and there is rarely a reason to pay it back in advance, and if the other party really does this, then he can only think of one possibility.

The man frowned: "Do you want to resign?"

The young man on the other end of the phone seemed to be stunned for a moment. He first replied "No", then paused for a few seconds, and said uncertainly, "I just think I have to find something else meaningful to do, boss."

Bruce straightened his back. The workbench in front of him was densely packed with calculation manuscripts. The sudden relaxation of his nerves after high-intensity continuous work made the scene in front of him lose focus for a moment.

He closed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows: "For example?"

Song Mo on the other end of the phone didn't seem to have thought about it, and after pondering for a long time, he said, "For example, blow up the ACE chemical plant first?"

Back then, Old Jack fell into that chemical plant and turned into a clown. The more Song Mo thought about it, the more he felt that this proposal was highly feasible: "I've wanted to blow up there for a long time."

Bruce: "That doesn't stop you from being my assistant during the day."

Song Mo was a little surprised: "Shouldn't you tell me to get out of my Gotham or something?"

Bruce stood up from the chair, loosened his shoulders, and continued a cup of hot coffee from the coffee machine: "The ACE chemical plant was on the demolition list of Wayne Enterprises last month. I will notify you before the demolition?"

Song Mo was even more surprised.

He didn't know what made him come to the boss to suddenly become so talkative, which almost gave him the illusion that Bruce bought a factory for him to fry.

Also just barely.

"Just now Jarvis said that Stark hasn't gone to bed for ten days, boss." Song Mo rationally analyzed Bruce Wayne who suddenly became easy to talk on the phone, "You look more serious than him."

Bruce was silent.

Until he finished drinking a cup of coffee and put the cup back on the table: "There will be results today from breaking the chip."

He has never been good at comforting people, so after such a long period of silence just now, he only came up with one sentence: "You don't have to worry too much."

Song Mo felt that he probably knew the truth why Bruce Wayne suddenly became so gentle.

The young man was sitting on the sofa, stepping on the carpet with bare feet, watching the elopement in the TV series, before he had time to escape 100 meters, he was discovered by the heroine's gangster father, and then he blocked a bullet for the heroine in the confusion and died on the spot. actor.

A TV series based on the absurd literary works of French writers.

Song Mo curled his lips: "Then boss, you should be busy, and pay attention to rest, otherwise Mr. Fu will go crazy if he finds out, so I won't bother you."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

A blind tone came from the other end of the phone, Bruce looked at the screen of the phone that was hung up, and frowned.

He put his phone back in his pocket, turned and walked out of the workshop, and then met Osborn who was leaning against the wall outside the door, smoking a cigarette.

Strawberry-flavored e-cigarettes are healthy, environmentally friendly and hygienic, and will not affect non-smokers around you.The blond young master didn't look at Bruce, he was talking on the phone with someone with two huge dark circles under his eyes.

Harry Osborn: "I heard you're resigning?"

Harry Osborn: "How much did your boss pay you? The Osborne chaebol paid you ten times that."

Bruce Wayne: "..."

After politely rejecting Osborn's poaching, Song Mo picked up the remote control again, and the TV series on the TV screen was finally changed. The young man searched for a long time before finding the Gotham Noon News. Looking at the familiar blonde hostess on it, his face was blank. Potato chips stuffed into his mouth with an expression.

The hostess is reporting a news about the scarecrow's escape from prison.

After the Scarecrow smeared Batman before, Alfred found the Scarecrow's address along the network cable and locked him in the Arkham Asylum again. But in fact, everyone knows that countless criminals are caught every week, and then Countless criminals escape from it every week, and there is no way to keep anyone there.

"It is reported that the Scarecrow rushed back to his stronghold in Chinatown immediately after he escaped from Arkham. When the Gotham police officers arrived at the scene, almost all the items in the stronghold were emptied. We can foresee that there may be Gotham is about to experience another poison gas disaster—”

The noon news was reported live for more than an hour, and it didn't stop until after taking stock of all the big and small events that happened in Gotham last night.

Song Mo didn't know when he fell asleep leaning on the sofa.

He had a dream in which someone was calling him.

"elder brother."

"Wake up."

Opening his eyes slowly, the first thing he saw was a pure white bed curtain above his head. Sitting beside the bed was a little girl wearing a black nun's attire. She had the same pair of blue eyes as him, and her silver-white hair was tied into a Two braids hung on his shoulders, and when he looked at him, there was only trust and dependence in his eyes.

"The Destiny army will leave the Tiangong galaxy tomorrow, Bishop Otto asked you to go find him."

He slowly sat up from the bed, put on the small black church uniform, and buttoned the golden brooch of the destiny logo on his chest. When he was about to leave, he noticed the wound on his sister's finger that was just bandaged and was still bleeding, wrinkled frowned.

"what happened to your hand?"

"It's nothing, I just cut it when I was peeling an apple."

"In the future, I'll just do such small things."

A-106 tilted his head and smiled.

"Okay brother."

Otto is in the Command Room of Destiny.

He stepped on the black marble floor. This is a huge enclosed corridor outside the church. The top of his head is glass carved from translucent natural stones of various colors. The sunlight illuminates every corner of the entire church. The church is next to his ear. One after another, the piety went to Goldman Sachs. The walls on both sides are engraved with exquisite reliefs, which is the development history of Tianming over the years.

The prosperity of the church began in the thirteenth century when the Black Death spread. While they invaded the earth, they used their declaration of atheism to attract believers from the earth. At that time, a church that did not believe in God was unimaginable for everyone, and some people criticized it. They don't have faith, but only they know that the followers of Destiny don't believe in God, they only believe in themselves.

Or.

Their god is their bishop.

Occasionally, priests or nuns who are in a hurry pass by, and they will stop when they see him, salute, and wait respectfully for him to pass by.

He crossed the crystal bridge and saw Huberian parked on the frozen soil of the ice swamp, and the Valkyries training under Huberian.

Standing in front of all the Valkyries, Yan Hua, who was wearing light black scale armor and carrying a white carved tapered epee, seemed to have caught his sight and glanced here.

She saw him, nodded, then looked away and continued to train the Valkyries in front of her.

Further on is his destination.

He pushed open the door and walked into the command room of destiny converted from a prayer room. There was no one else in the empty hall, it was very quiet, and the white mirror walls on both sides reflected his appearance.

Otto sat on the highest chair in the command room, behind him was a cross taller than a person.

Judas' oath.

He heard from Captain Yanhua's assistant that it was a cutting-edge weapon made by Destiny in the [-]th century to fight against Houkai. Because of the difficulty of the production process, it was the only one in Destiny, and the conditions of use were very harsh. A warrior was able to lift it successfully, and after that warrior's death, Judah's oath was sealed in the Mandate of Heaven to this day.

"You came."

The bishop didn't raise his head, and continued to work on it. It was only after he approached that he saw clearly that the other party was sewing a beautiful bishop's uniform.

Some people say that the Bishop of Destiny is withdrawn, arrogant, and difficult to get along with, but he never feels that way.

In fact, from his birth in the Babylonian laboratory to the present, all his church uniforms were also cut by Bishop Otto himself.

After completing the last movement, Otto raised his head, his green eyes were smiling, and his voice was gentle: "Nuo Chong."

He said respectfully, "Bishop."

Otto stood up from the chair, grabbed the clothes in his hands and spread them out vertically: "Do you like it?"

He was a little puzzled: "Did you make it for me?"

Otto smiled and said, "Yes."

He took a closer look at the bishop's uniform in Otto's hand. It probably took a lot of hard work for the bishop. The fabric is as soft as water, and the collar and cuffs are embroidered with complicated golden patterns, and the middle is poured with special golden materials. Destiny logo, neckline draped back from shoulders to ankles.

He stood in front of the bishop's uniform that could hold several of him: "Isn't it too big?"

Otto gently put away the bishop's uniform, and put it in the pure white gift box that had been prepared in front of him, painted with a layer of piano paint: "You know how much I want to see you wear him when you grow up, and then take over from me. The scene of being the next Catholic bishop?"

He said: "I will never succeed you, you are the most irreplaceable bishop of destiny."

Otto shook his head, did not continue the topic, and looked at him: "We are leaving for Earth tomorrow."

He said, "I understand."

Otto sat back in his seat: "Nuo Chong, you said that you are willing to give your all for destiny, right?"

He was pious: "Yes, Bishop."

Otto: "Do you hate the war I started?"

He: "That's your means of maintaining peace."

Otto: "What about the invasion of other planets?"

He: "You will not kill innocent people indiscriminately."

Otto: "What do you think justice is?"

He: "You are justice."

Otto: "Then what is evil?"

He: "Going against dogma is evil."

Otto: "Do you think I'm a good person?"

Him: "Yes, Bishop."

Otto: "Then what is a bad guy?"

He was stunned.

He saw his reflection in Otto's green eyes.

The child's face is expressionless, with the natural indifference and alienation of the priesthood, and the confusion of facing problems that have never been faced before.

He thought for a long time before answering.

"There are no bad people in destiny."

Otto laughed.

"You remind me of an old friend of mine, Norchon."

For some reason, he felt that Otto smiled a little sadly.

Otto stepped forward, knelt down and hugged him.

"Do you remember your last name?"

He said, "Apocalypse, with your surname, Bishop."

Otto: "You will be the glory of the Apocalypse family."

He felt something warm flow down his ear and into his neck.

After realizing that those were the tears of the Catholic Church.

Song Mo woke up with a start.

The TV was still on, and it had changed from the noon news to the evening report. The sky outside the window was completely dark, and outside were the dazzling neon lights of downtown Manhattan.

Natasha, who had been sitting in the corner of the hall, glanced at him: "Are you awake?"

As Tony Stark said, as the first priority protection object at present, they take turns protecting the young people who live in the Avengers Hotel next door like changing the guard on duty, so as to ensure that there will always be an Avenger in his room at any time. around.

Song Mo took out two pieces of paper to wipe off the cold sweat from his forehead, and nodded.

Natasha lowered her head and continued to wipe the weapon on her wrist: "Did you have a nightmare?"

"It's not a nightmare." Song Mo recalled the content of the dream. He didn't remember very clearly, but the warm touch at the end seemed to be still on his neck. He expressed his most intuitive feeling, "It just feels a little nauseous."

The young man rubbed it until the skin started to turn red before stopping: "It's like being brainwashed."

Black Widow agreed: "That feeling is really not good."

Song Mo glanced at the wall clock on the wall. At six o'clock, he touched his deflated stomach and planned to go to the refrigerator to find something to eat. However, when he just took a step, there was a sudden burst of sharpness in his mind. The sting.

His feet were soft, and the young man fell firmly on the carpet in front of him.

Natasha immediately stood up from her chair: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing."

Song Mo pressed his temples, stood up again with his hands on the ground, and shook his head. The pain at that moment just now seemed to be his illusion, and it had disappeared without a trace.

But he didn't feel relieved because of this, instead——

There was a strong sense of crisis.

"What about the rest of the Alliance?"

The black widow frowned and walked to the young man: "What happened?"

"I don't know, but——" Song Mo couldn't tell where the source of this feeling came from, as if something suddenly pressed on his chest and made him out of breath, he even forgot to talk to him in his mind Intellectual-brain communication blurted out directly, "Bangya, how long will it take for Hyperion to travel here?"

Benya: "Affected by the pressure at the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean, the external space transition device needs to be extended to 10 minutes before it can be activated."

Song Mo murmured and repeated: "...10 minutes."

Stark didn't tell anyone about Hubrian except Bruce Banner.

Natasha looked at Song Mo, frowned slowly, and finally realized the seriousness of the matter: "I will notify the captain immediately."

Song Mo didn't stop her, for a moment he hoped that his guess was wrong, even though they had already prepared for the fate to attack the earth before them, but in Song Mo's prediction, the most certain attack of fate The timing was on the last day when the core of the Honkai source was going to explode, because then all they had to do was catch Song Mo and take him out of the earth's atmosphere, and then wait for a few hours until the destiny system was automatically updated. Destiny Technology will definitely disrupt all the plans of the people on Earth, and they will be able to take the lead in turn.

And in the process, even if the things in Song Mo's mind exploded, it doesn't matter. Honkai can spill into the universe at most. They just need to protect the core and bring it back to Destiny, or if Destiny after updating the system defeats those superheroes successfully After changing the earth's atmospheric environment, they sent the core into the earth to carry out their grazing plan.

In any case, choosing to attack the earth today is not in line with Otto's past style.

Until Song Mo looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows and saw the man standing in the middle of the flower garden below, in Stark's garden.

Jonathan, or the Scarecrow, looked up at him, smiled and waved to him.

Almost at the same time, a sharp and piercing siren sounded throughout the Avengers Building, and a gray-green poisonous gas began to seep out of the drains in downtown Manhattan.

There was the sound of something approaching overhead, the strong airflow hit and shattered the glass, and the air in the lungs was squeezed quickly, almost in the blink of an eye.

An aircraft carrier comparable in size to Hyperion enveloped the entire Manhattan airspace.

Song Mo looked at the black and gold aircraft carrier.

Huberian, code-named change.