In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1406: The old days come back (5)

"It is an obvious fact that the owner of this notebook, who has been narrating the whole thing in the first person, does not seem to have the culture and intelligence to write such a text."

Strange didn't take care of the cold tea, but took a bottle of wine, two wine glasses and an ice bucket from the shelf, turned some ice cubes out, put the wine in, and watched said Stark.

"How come?" Stark asked.

"Come on, Tony, since I've been honest with you, why should you...well, I get it, you're a typical scientist, not that interested in literature and art, at least not in literature."

"But you can't deny that I read a lot of books."

"Most of them are biased towards the theoretical knowledge of science, aren't they?"

Stark was silent and did not deny. In fact, he has nothing to deny. He always prefers technical books and rarely reads works with strong stories. He likes to pry into the truth, not Indulge in imagination.

In fact, what was recorded in this black notebook was already the longest story he had read in these years, and he was amazed that he could read such a long part in one go. The little people Lankey made made this a bit more intuitive.

"Come on, I get a headache when I think of those literary descriptions." Stark waved his hand slightly, and said, "'Generally', 'Overall', 'Delicate', 'Gorgeous ', 'rough', 'rough' - these writers are never willing to give a certain value to a thing. I have no sense of security, I like precise things.”

"It's not hard to imagine." Strange took the wine out of the ice bucket, poured himself and Stark a glass and said, "Then please allow me to tell you that people's behavior can always be determined by literature. His talents are revealed."

"If a person's writing is enthusiastic, then his heart must be burning like fire. If a person's writing is indifferent, then maybe he is as calm, rational and objective as you."

"Although the owner of the notebook always narrates everything in an indifferent tone, when he encounters everything, his real reaction is contrary to it."

"Judging from his choices in the face of various things, he is a relatively reckless person, full of emotion, bold and a little reckless, that kind of indifferent and gloomy text is not something he can write .”

"Did I say that? You really should get a psychiatrist's license."

"You have said it several times, unless you are very forgetful." Strange picked up the glass but did not drink, but lightly touched the rim of the glass with his lips, and said, "This means that someone wants to pass It tells us something."

"Or maybe he's explaining something?"

Strange frowned, looked into Stark's eyes and said, "You really are becoming more and more tactful, Tony, this is not like you."

"If you are still dissatisfied with my attitude when I went to you when my father had an accident, then I can only say that Schiller is right, you are really careful."

"He still has the nerve to say that others are narrow-minded." Stark curled his lips and said with some dissatisfaction, but he shook his head and said: "I mean it literally, the story in this notebook is deliberately left to us. interpretation, and possibly an interpretation left to me."

"What does he need to explain to you?"

"A thing that happened long ago that I found out about but haven't had time to investigate."

"What's that?"

"I kidnapped Gnar, the **** of symbiotes, and hid him. Me, Doom and another friend, we played a match, Doom attracted the attention of others, and we directly Drag Klinta Star away."

"I've heard about it." Strange nodded. If the Supreme Mage is in control of all kinds of things on Earth, then the Holy of Holies provides a wider channel for news.

The disappearance of a race’s parent star is not a big deal or a small thing, but the symbiote is a fairly typical race and has some reputation in the universe. The disappearance of the Klinta star is even famous in the interstellar The lower part of the front page of the newspaper "Global Star District Weekly" occupied a small space, and the Interstellar Passenger Radio launched three follow-up reports.

"You did this? Why did you do it?"

Strange was a little surprised. He didn't understand the point of grabbing the planet with those scumbags. Gnar probably wasn't that valuable either.

"I want to understand one thing." Stark replied.

"What is it?"

"God."

Stark stood up on the back of the armchair, pacing in front of the bookshelf with a wine glass, he said: "I want to know what God is, no, not the trading partners you are thinking about now Do you know why I am suddenly interested in this matter?"

"Maybe I told you before that I am doing experiments related to the fusion of vibration gold and molten steel materials. This is a very difficult thing, and it is the same for me. Every tiny breakthrough in materials science may It is a huge change in technology, but it is difficult not to change it.”

Stark frowned, appearing much calmer than usual, Strange had hardly heard the word "difficult" from Stark, but when he really said that, it meant it I'm afraid it's not just difficult, but difficult to reach the sky.

"Finding a material suitable for human beings is less like a scientific experiment, more like luck." Stark frankly admitted that materials science is like trying luck: "A certain material may have all your The desired properties, but only one is missing, a certain material may have a particularly prominent one, but the others are rubbish."

"Peter often mutters that this is a bit like building equipment in a game, but the reality is much more difficult than the game. This is not even something that can be exhausted thousands of times. We can only hope that the **** of luck will come. .”

"One day I was staring at the instrument in the laboratory and felt a burst of despair. I have never felt so powerless." Stark stopped in his tracks, slowly closed his eyes, and raised his head to recall the time mood, and said, "Then comes anger and resentment."

"Why can't it give me the results I want? Why can't I control the results after I have done everything? Why am I so helpless? What makes me so weak?"

Strange could clearly hear that Stark's last tone was already trembling, and the anger in it was about to flow out.

"It's this universe." Stark said the answer, and he finally said in a nervous tone like a mad scientist: "It's the eternal and unchanging rules in this **** universe."

"It makes 1+1=2, it makes ice melt into water, it makes preparations change color, it makes plants yearn for sunshine..."

Strange felt his heart pounding, and he realized what kind of crazy words Stark was talking about, which was the truth that the supreme mages of all generations dared not peek at.

"Why?"

Stark raised a soul question, and then added: "Why can't I make 1+1=3?"

Strange opened his mouth, but his dry throat prevented him from saying anything. After a few seconds of silence, he commented: "Don't be too greedy, Tony."

"We are all greedy. You showed me your greed, and I naturally showed you mine. Rather, magic has always been greedy, but science has been hesitant."

"Do you really know what you're doing?" Strange swallowed.

"Of course I know." Stark nodded and said, "You may think I'm crazy, but I'm very sober. I want...to change the number."

When these words fell, Strange felt that his head was hit by a sledgehammer, and his head was full of "buzzing" sounds, because it can basically be interpreted as "I will destroy the universe".

"It's not impossible." Stark has already begun to explain his thinking: "The reason why you think it is impossible is that you have overlooked a key issue."

"What?"

"There is a **** in this world."

Strange froze.

"The gods are, or claim to be, the incarnation of the rules of the universe, so the universe is not running as I want, should they also take part of the responsibility?"

Strange swallowed again. Words are hard to describe Stark's logical arrogance, greed and ferocity. If he had to find an adjective, it would be... too 'human'.

"Psychology and behavior have taught me more than trying to figure out the motives behind other people's psychology and behavior." Stark sat back on the chair with a glass of wine in his hand, looked into Strange's eyes and said, "Also Taught me not to blame myself, to find the reason from others before the accident, to keep the wisdom to myself, and to leave the pain and entanglement to others.”

"If the **** of luck still refuses to come to my laboratory and prevent the development of human material science, then I will dismember it and see if it can add new materials to my instruments." The attributes I want."

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Facing Stark's icy tone, Strange shivered. After these Frankensteins entered the state, they always had a kind of uncanny valley effect that resembled a human being, as if they were a human being for the sake of experimental data. Monsters that can dissect all human beings~IndoMTL.com~Even the pure and kind Spider-Man Peter, when he just walked out of the biology laboratory, would look at everyone like a guinea pig with indifferent eyes, not to mention Ben Just a neurotic Tony Stark.

And Stark did intend to dissect the universe, he even directly kidnapped a god, thinking of this, Strange couldn't help but asked with some concern: "Is Gnar okay?"

"He was fine when he was with me." Stark sighed lightly, and Strange heard what he meant, so he frowned and asked, "So he's not with you now? "

Stark's eyes fell on the black notebook next to him, and said: "This is what I said, what the person who actually wrote this story wanted to explain to us."

Strange looked at him.

"About two weeks ago, Gnar disappeared, together with his cage." Stark also looked at Strange and said, "It disappeared from the secret prison I prepared for him, and someone took it away." Him."

"Someone saved Gnar from you?"

"I don't think that behavior can be called 'rescue'. I think that Gnar's condition will not get better, or it may be worse. Before coming to you, I went to check the hidden location The situation, the opponent's method is quite rough, Gnar will not feel good."

"So why do you think he did that?"

Stark quickly recalled the scene he saw before, looked at Strange's face and said.

"Maybe he wants to eat Gnar... In fact, he has already eaten part of it."

Stark added in his heart.

"...or all of them."