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Chapter 364 The Gaze of the Goddess of Death

Of course, Mike doesn't care about the advantages or disadvantages.

He walked around Dr. Zola's "body" and looked around, including the server where the red and green traffic lights flashed alternately.

"It's really black technology."

Mike looked at the rows of servers in admiration and couldn't help but sigh.

Of course, the so-called black technology refers to that time.Now, it can't even compare to ordinary commercial servers.

Zola: "Thank you for the compliment."

The voice just fell.

Mike raised his foot and kicked it on the chassis.

Lightly kick.

Stark can even feel Mike's "caution" because he knows very well that if Mike "kicks hard", the space carrier under his feet will crack.

Literally physically cracked.

boom!

The metallic, off-white painted chassis cover is recessed.

laugh!

A short-circuit spark flashed, and a plume of black smoke came out.

Stark: "..."

Zola: "..."

Mike: "What does it feel like?"

Stark: "I was caught off guard and scared."

Mike: "Let's go, I didn't ask you."

Zola: "What specifically do you mean?"

"..." Mike.

Is it the unique cuteness of scientists, or is it that people have gone numb after being digitized?

After thinking for a while, Mike asked: "Speaking of which, the chassis is part of your body. Aren't you angry if I destroy it like this?"

"Angry," Zola replied.

Then there was a burst of garbled characters on the display:

"Look, he's so angry."

"This..." Mike: "Jarvis, come out and translate."

Jarvis: "Just think that he was so angry that he wanted to slap the table, but he was afraid of hurting his hands, so he found a cushion to put on it before doing so."

Mike imagined the scene and felt the atmosphere of a comedy movie.

"Are you afraid of death?" Mike asked again.

At this time, it was quiet outside.

This silence means that Hydra agents have completed the siege.

So after asking, Mike asked Stark: "Go out and deal with it?"

Stark was dissatisfied: "I'm not your wage earner."

Mike rolled his eyes at him: "Then are you going?"

"I go!"

Stark just complained out of habit, not really dissatisfied, "Jarvis, locate the enemy."

Jarvis: "Okay boss."

The Hydra agents who formed a circle thought they were surrounding Stark. They didn't know that the cameras around them had become Jarvis's eyes.Their real-time locations became a feed to Stark's visor screen.

"locking."

Stark ordered.

"Lock complete."

Jarvis replied.

This means that the surrounding Hydra agents are pronounced dead.

Mike believed that Stark could easily deal with the Hydra agents outside, so he waited for Zola to answer.

The server kept flashing, indicating that Zola was really doing calculations, that is, thinking.

After a few seconds.

Zola came up with the answer:

"Before it becomes like this, I am afraid of death. First, it is due to biological instinct, and second, there is still unfinished business."

"After becoming like this, my emotions and my way of thinking are no longer the same as before."

For example, the former Dr. Zola, under the current circumstances, simply cannot talk as much as he does now.

He is essentially a genius otaku scientist.

"I'm not afraid of death, but I don't want to die." Zola summarized his thoughts.

"Is that so..."

Mike rubbed his chin.

"How is it?"

Stark poked his head in, firing laser rays and micro-missiles from his body.

Obviously, it was Jarvis who got his hands dirty.

Mike: "Go do your thing."

Stark put his hands away and said, "Finish and call it a day."

As the main direction of human development, the killing efficiency of technological weapons has always been very high. What's more, Stark has incorporated a lot of alien technology, which can be regarded as a giant standing on the shoulders of giants.

Hydra agents were lying on the ground outside.Some had only a small burn wound on their bodies and died.Some were blown away with wounds as big as a bowl and died.

Yes, the common denominator is that they are all dead.

Stark became ruthless and unbecoming of a human being.If those Hydra agents knew that Stark was so ruthless just to gossip about Mike and Zola's conversation, I don't know how they would feel.

Do you want to die?

Stark reentered the huge room.

"Ok?"

Stark saw Mike's big eyes shining like stars.Those eyes...seemed to see through everything.

Dr. Zola had the same idea as Stark.It's just that it is essentially an electromagnetic signal now, specifically manifested as a bunch of codes.

So...what's this feeling of being seen through?

The core code has been cracked?

And this operation?

Mike ignored Stark and Mike's thoughts, he was totally focused.

Under his eyes, the world is no longer what it seems to the naked eye.

Various rules and logic sometimes float like mist, sometimes gather into streamers, turn into threads, sometimes become spherical, one moment as big as a star, the next moment they enter the quantum world.

Everything cannot be measured by common sense.

Mike reached out and grabbed a ball of black-gray mist.

"Ok?"

Black-gray mist, visible to the naked eye.Stark frowned and wanted to speak, but held back, his heart beating loudly for some reason.

White palms, slender hands.

The black and gray mist seemed to be alive and wanted to escape, but the palms seemed to form a cover, imprisoning them inside.

The black and gray mist became restless.

The white palms seemed to be eroded by the black-gray mist, becoming dim, and gradually turned into black-gray.

The long fingers were as withered as mummies.

That's why Stark frowned.

"This is the power of death."

Mike muttered.

Seems to be explaining to Stark,

He seemed to be talking to himself.

There seemed to be whirlpools in the black and gray mist, attracting Stark's eyes.

"Is there any meaning to living?"

"Death is eternity."

Stark thought to himself, his hand unconsciously reaching into the black and gray mist.

At this time.

A clear phoenix cry.

Stark suddenly woke up.

This was followed by a dragon roar.

Stark saw the cyan dragon tattoo light up on Mike's hand holding the black-gray mist.

Dragon power represents the power of vitality. With its injection, Mike's hand is like going back in time and returning to its original state.

Not only that, the death energy suddenly surged violently, trying desperately to escape from the shackles.

After a few seconds.

The death energy fell silent and slowly seeped into Mike's body.

Just when Stark thought it was over, Mike suddenly looked up and stared at the ceiling.

Is there anything on the ceiling?

There is a ceiling and there are lights.

At that moment, Stark felt as if his heart was hit by a log.

Boom!

This was Stark's heartbeat at that moment.

Then... I stopped jumping.

Even if Stark couldn't see anything, he could feel that there was a gaze from top to bottom - looking down.

"It's so depressing."

Stark breathed hard, "What's going on? Jarvis?"

Jarvis: "Except for unknown energy fluctuations and abnormalities in your physical signs, no other abnormalities have been detected."

Stark looked at Mike inquiringly.

The feeling of having life and death controlled by others and being helpless is too uncomfortable.

"The goddess of death...she is here."

Mike said:

"Gone again."

Stark opened his mouth, wanting to say something nonsense.

But his intuition told him that it was true.