The Eternal City was temporarily quiet. Salomon waited until ROOT and Maya Hansen left together, then walked through the cleared open space and the ruins temporarily piled in the darkness and entered the brightly lit office building. Things here have been arranged for the time being, but the issue of the Sola Red Forest Druid Order that he recruited still needs to be studied by him.
They had studied all the druid teaching materials they had obtained from Balthazar. But in any case, the Sola Red Forest Druid Order has not shown the spells and abilities that the druids should receive from nature.
Although this made Salomon a little disappointed, it was also expected.
The magic in the main material plane is almost exhausted, and all magic power belongs to the demon god of the outer dimension. In addition, as the goddess of nature, Gaia, the mother goddess of the earth, has no need or care to serve, let alone give power. Only Merlin can Spellcasters who have a good relationship with Avalon are recognized.
[In fact, there is a biological relationship between Osamu and Gaia, so the most powerful force in the world is nepotism]
It is no wonder that the ancestors of the Sola Red Forest Druid Order abandoned their original magic and turned to learn a series of magic such as Kabbalistic Secrets, Numerology, and Solomon's Sealing Technique. Balthazar is obviously a disciple of the greatest druid in the world, but he doesn't show much druid magic.
Except for Merlin, there are very few people in the world who can become druids today.
Salomon pushed away a curious sheep, a few unrepentant turkeys, and even a large golden retriever dog that he found from nowhere.
Since the Sola Red Forest Druid Order has not achieved the expected results whether it is getting close to animals or plants, then it is time for them to transform. Salomon will study astrology, Kabbalah, Tarot cards, numerology, etc. A series of mystical sciences only provide them with guidance, but at the same time he will also limit the speed at which they acquire knowledge. The reason why he thought about this problem is because if this continues, the Eternal City will be flooded by animal feces! He is not so free that he can open the portal every day and let the druids shovel shit!
Plants can be left as landscaping, and dogs can be pets for Maya Hansen. While sheep is best served in a hot pot, turkey is best served in the oven after being stuffed with a buttery marinade.
These tasks can be handed over to the android legions who are gradually completing their production. Salomon looked at the rows of glass culture tanks in front of him. Each carefully designed and perfect body was slowly taking shape. The runes engraved on the culture tanks gave off a dull blue shimmer. Even without turning on the lights, Salomon can use these lights to examine all the processes of muscle and skin shaping, and make fine adjustments on certain key parts. These artificial people do not have the same connection as his maids and him. All intelligence is acquired, and all Salomon can do is control their physical formation.
A quarter of the ether particles still possess the properties of the Philosopher's Stone, which is enough to create a group of his personal guards. Soon, he will bring his maid over to train these artificial humans, and the purchase of the Hammer Group's weapons production line will also be accelerated.
It's just that the latter cannot be solved by himself. He plans to find a helper after today's class is over.
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"Are you sure you don't need to sleep for a while first?" Stark looked at Salomon who looked tired and handed him half a glass of whiskey with ice cubes. He was wearing a black tight-fitting vest with black oil stains on his fingers. He looked like he had just repaired something and swam out of a sea that smelled of engine oil and metal. "Elf" was playing on the TV screen not far in front of the sofa, and Casper was jumping around as if no one was watching.
If you look outside, you can see the black sky and lights of the city in the distance, and the thin figure of the ghostly elf doing somersaults on the window.
"It's okay, I just learned too much magic." Salomon blinked and opened his eyes before his upper and lower eyelids stuck together. He reviewed a lot of scrolls, but this was essential. Whether it was tired eyes or spasmodic fingers stained with ink, it was the price he paid for learning magic. There was nothing to complain about.
Stark sat heavily on the sofa, and the extremely elastic cushion bounced him up several times.
"You must at least learn to taste whiskey before you go to college. As far as I know you are an orphan. Generally speaking, such courses are taught by your father. I reluctantly do you a favor." Stark said with some pride. , said unsteadily, "Why are you here with me this time?"
"Design a weapons production line, and use Jarvis to develop power armor." Salomon focused his eyes in front of him, carefully tilted the cup, and poured the liquid containing flames into his mouth. As expected, he was choked and coughed again, and he felt that his throat had lost all feeling.
Stark cast a doubtful look immediately after hearing Salomon's request. He was about to open his mouth to speak his true thoughts, but was stopped by Salomon's outstretched palm that kept swinging. Even though he was still coughing, Salomon had to let himself finish speaking first.
If there is any company in the world that has the high-tech weapons technology reserves that Salomon can obtain, it is the Stark Group. Salomon's goal of asking for help is very clear, he just wants Stark to help.
"All weapons and equipment will be assembled into the hands of my legion. You don't have to worry about me becoming an arms dealer." After finally calming down the convulsion, Salomon took a deep breath and shared his plan openly with Stark. He knew that Stark didn't like to be hidden, and he had no intention of hiding it. To complete this plan, the joining of this technological genius is essential. Moreover, even if SHIELD knew that Salomon had an army of androids, would Nick Fury still be able to control his war with Hell?
Salomon detailed his plans, including the cyborg guardsmen and human-modified warriors that would join the battle, as well as weapons and equipment such as blunderers and power armor. The more Stark listened, the more incredible he became. "I didn't know you had such thoughts and abilities. Can magic even do genetic modification?" Stark curled his lips, and Salomon had no intention of correcting his misconception. Maya Hansen is alive, and that's not news that everyone wants to hear.
"I've heard about the Son of the Devil. I'm a consultant for SHIELD, and I have the authority to know certain things, but I didn't expect you and Hell to have such a big dispute. Are you sure you don't want your teacher to lend a helping hand? ?”
"This is a private matter, Stark. The Exalted One has the Exalted Mission, and I am not so coddled that I have to let the Exalted One wipe my ass for everything." The Mystic Mage put the cup aside and stretched out a finger to The glass was turned so that no one would see the embarrassing wine stain. Then, he said very seriously, "What's more, my original intention of establishing this army is to make up for the problem of too few mystics, and by the way, enhance the power of Kama Taj in the main material plane. With a hell demon king The battle is the best experiment. If it is feasible, I will strengthen this plan... I will use part of Asgard's technology and gold as reward. If you agree, I will also pay the copyright fee to avoid that Companies drive tanks to collect money."
"I still have some production lines here that are not for sale. They are the production lines that are assembled for the steel armor weapon system. However, if you want to make small batches of experimental products, there is no problem." Stark moved his buttocks on the sofa and held the The glass clinked against Salomon's.
"Other production lines require you to find a solution yourself. I believe you have the ability."
"Deal?" Salomon asked.
"Deal." Stark nodded, his face completely free of the distress of a loss-making deal. He looked extremely happy, as if he had taken advantage of something, "Hurry up and take out the alien technology you got! SHIELD won't let me touch the Dark Elf ship. They even put a single bolt in a safe for collection! Collecting cannot develop technology. I want Nick Fury to show who is capable. that!"
