Burcasso was sitting in the middle of the somewhat vast hall, looking at the old man in front of him.
Calling himself "War", he is in good health and his two hearts are beating very powerfully.
Even the normal middle-aged men on this planet would not have such a healthy body.
Not to mention that the beating of the two hearts sounded like a stereo sound.
"How did you get here?"
Bulcaisel asked.
Although he watched the old man get out of the cracks in time.
But that's not important. What Bulkesso wants to know is whether there is any intuitive connection between this old man and opening the time rift.
"I'm curious too. After all, I just saw a hole appear in front of me."
War said so.
Then he frowned and glanced at the sonic screwdriver in his hand.
The analysis results are out.
The Bulcaisel in front of him was not the same kind as the human in War Cognition, nor was it any alien he knew.
But the energy analysis made Zhan feel that he might have to find a way to change to a sonic screwdriver.
No more useful news could be observed at all, which made the war become irritable.
"I remember you said before that you saw those angels hiding their faces? What is the difference between those things and the angels in higher heaven?"
Johanna asked Bulcasso enthusiastically.
"That's not something that can be compared. Maybe they only have some similarities in being difficult to kill."
Bulcasso lifted up a brick in front of him, pulled out a bottle of wine from underneath, and immediately poured it into his mouth.
Gu Yi just smiled, she was used to it.
On the contrary, Johanna was a little resistant to the realization.
"Have you met the Weeping Angels?"
War frowned, and then glanced at Bulcasso and Johanna.
In his eyes, the Weeping Angel can only be eliminated by the power of the Space-Time Paradox.
And those gadgets can increase in value almost endlessly.
"Everyone who carries an angel will eventually become an angel."
This is how Weeping Angels explode.
All images include retinas and the like, and it is possible to be assimilated by just one look at the Weeping Angels.
This thing is much more difficult to deal with when acting alone.
After all, a Weeping Angel would not look in the mirror by himself and then use his sight to block his actions.
Not far outside is the place where Rasuk is used for forging.
Over there, Tony was holding a gemstone and tapping it carefully, but his movements were a little stiff.
He knew that the most important foundation for a gemmaker was to divide gemstones, but Rasuk always stubbornly asked him to use the hammer in his hand to hit the gemstones to divide them.
It was even said that these gems could only be treated in this way.
It became a heavy manual job, so Tony used the power of machinery.
In any case, the role of machinery will have a "liberating productivity", which is what Tony is doing now.
And Rasuk lied.
He is just a blacksmith and doesn't know much about gem-related crafts.
What I know can only be described as superficial.
The wizards of Xiansaidi know more about those things. And there are no gem craftsmen on the holy mountain of Harrogas now.
There is definitely a problem with hitting gems with a hammer. After all, it will only break them and will not allow low-level gems to be synthesized upwards.
If Mr. Shen saw this, Rasuk would probably be ridiculed.
But now the only thing that can do this is Kanai's Magic Box, which is like a wishing box.
It's just that it's not important, at least not to Rasuk.
"Why can't I take the gem back to study? How does hitting the gem produce changes? Rasuk! You must be deceiving me!"
Tony had a dark face and his hands were still tapping.
Thanks to technology, the suit named "Saber" can do this repetitive work.
It's just of no use.
If you take the wrong approach, most of the results you get will be accidents.
Fortunately, Rasuk helped him inject the energy of a gem into the energy source, and now electronic communication and other functions have been restored.
"Yeah, I lied to you."
Rasuk looked up at the sky and slowly said annoying words, looking careless.
It seems that he has no intention of giving a detailed answer.
So Tony's teeth gritted loudly.
He had expected it, but he didn't have the nerve to ask.
After all, Tony was the one who lied most of the time, and being lied to once was painful enough for him.
Although it is not to the extent that I will no longer trust others just because I was deceived by a steamed bun.
But the sense of crisis has always been there.
So now I couldn't help but asked.
"Why!?"
I thought it was an accusation, but it was also a bit frivolous.
"Ahem~" Rasuk coughed dryly before continuing: "Because forging is not something only barbarians can do."
Of course it's not just barbarians who make the best blacksmiths.
It's just that most of the best blacksmiths are barbarians.
The first generation Bulkatho was one of them, and he taught those humans this craft without any reservation.
So barbarians will become rich in blacksmith groups.
This has something to do with physical strength, but it is not absolute.
After all, under the same circumstances, the strength of the Crusaders would not be any worse than that of the barbarians.
But has anyone heard of the legendary blacksmith in the Crusaders?
Rasuk thought for a long time, and it seemed that he had no gift that he could give Tony except this forging skill.
It's just that he doesn't want to give away his treasure easily.
The most praiseworthy thing about Rasuk is his craftsmanship. Calling it a treasure is not enough.
"I want to know, is there any difference between the armor I made by hand and the armor made by a stamping machine?"
Tony smashed the hammer on the iron felt, and the gem used to fool him turned into gem powder.
A little conflict is still within control.
After all, Tony may still have nothing to do with Rasuk now.
The anti-ghost armor is still an idea, and even Tony hasn't figured out what a ghost is yet.
"This thing is pretty good. It's enough to be used as materials or something."
Rasuk glanced at the gem powder and spoke nonchalantly again.
His mind was still thinking about when Tony would discover the gift he had prepared.
When else would Tony value this seemingly primitive, yet complex skill.
"Most of the things forged by hand are not more refined than the creations of technology, but that's just the majority."
Rasuk tilted his head and extended his hand to Tony.
The calluses on the palms are as conspicuous as the fleshy balls in a bear's claws.
"To put it simply, is there anything inappropriate about the armor you're wearing after I forged it? I just went through it with a hammer and constant waving of my arms."
Rasuk held Tony's shoulders, then bent his arms to show off his muscles.
There was something smug about it, and it looked a little unflatteringly absurd.
Rasuk is trying to tell Tony that he plans to hand over his craft to him.
It's just that the savage's implicitness is as elusive as nonsense.
It's even more confusing than "does she like me?"
"What can be mastered is power, and it is regarded as the only pillar. Can your technology become your pillar? Or is it just your means?"
Rasuk brought his face close to Tony's and said seriously.
I have to say, this seems like a provocation.
"I'm Iron Man, a superhero."
Tony seemed to have some questions, but it was obvious that he did not intend to continue this conversation.
This is somewhat pure.
I saw his armor covering his whole body in the blink of an eye, reaching out and flying away at low altitude with the gem wrapped in a piece of demon skin.
If your ideas are different, it’s better not to force it.
The prerequisite for mutual understanding is "mutuality", and unilateral understanding is of no use.
Rasuk shook his head, picked up the casting hammer dropped by Tony, and then carefully dropped it on the iron felt.
A violent roar!
The blacksmith is always very energetic, if it weren't for Kotur's worry about disturbing Rasuk's work. That big bear will definitely stalk and wrestle with Rasuk.
The powder of the gem was bounced up, and then turned into a somewhat ugly crystal in the sudden rise of anger.
A Forger's rage is uncommon, and Ra'suk's rage comes from a hatred of demons.
"Knowledge is priceless and can only be exchanged. I haven't seen the things you mentioned yet."
Rasuk clutched the ugly crystal and threw it into the furnace.
He spoke like a mantra in his mouth.
The fire in the furnace swelled as if accelerants had been added, making Rasuk's face turn red.
Tony is coming home, which may be good news.
At least Tony, out of arrogance, would find a way to prove to Rasuk who is better in the comparison of technology and primitive technology.
And in this way, Tony will surely discover Rasuk's gift.
However, Tony saw a somewhat familiar plane during the flight, so he stuck to it.
"Jarvis, connect the surveillance camera inside to me."
Danger and other things were not within his scope of consideration.
Tony gave the order directly, and the internal image of the S.H.I.E.L.D. plane immediately appeared in his sight.
He didn't know a few people there, but just knowing the most obvious guy was enough.
Nick Fury!
"Didn't he just leave not long ago?"
Tony frowned before focusing on Doctor Who.
I just didn't see anything.
And those two somewhat excited women may not be important characters. After all, Amy Pond and Clara are the centerpieces of Doctor Who who is teasing the boredom.
"say hi."
Tony said casually.
Then Jarvis completed the video connection part very well.
His somewhat domineering face appeared on the monitors in the S.H.I.E.L.D. aircraft.
"Hey, Nick Fury, why are you back so soon? Or are you ready to accept the alien force?"
Tony had a mocking smile on his face.
Nick Fury was speechless.
"Tony? Are you going back?"
Nick Fury answered without changing his expression.
It's not impossible to expect to see colors other than black on Nick Fury's forehead.
It just requires some opportunities.
Nick Fury held a sandwich in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth.
Iron Man is not the only superhero in the world.
One-eyed man Nick Fury was also a well-known hero back then.
"I want to go back and take a look. After all, it took a lot of time. Open the hatch."
As Tony spoke, he gave new instructions to Jarvis.
Nick Fury ate his sandwich with an expressionless expression.
A life stand-in that emerges from a petri dish can easily get hungry, especially the longer Nick Fury uses this body, the heavier the hunger will become.
This may be the only inconvenient flaw of the Life Stand.
He also knew very well that Tony's words of "open the hatch" were not meant for him.
"Who is this? I feel like there might be a tacit understanding between us."
Doctor Who smiled and waved gracefully to show friendship.
Tony entered the cabin directly and looked around.
"S.H.I.E.L.D. still has some technical content, but you're just too stupid."
Tony ignored Doctor Who. He would not pay too much attention to strangers, whether they were Iron Man or Playboy.
"I brought a guy to see Bulkesso, and this guy said he was the Doctor Who who had appeared at that time."
Nick Fury pointed at Doctor Who with his chin, and then continued to chew.
"I have to stress it again! I am him, he is not me."
Doctor Who straightened his tie and stood up.
Then he extended a hand of friendship to Tony.
"You can call me Doctor, that's enough."
Tony looked Doctor Who over again.
"Hello, I am also a Ph.D., and I have certificates from several degrees."
Tony didn't choose to shake hands, which was a bit arrogant.
For Tony, a "Ph.D." degree is just a qualification for dialogue.
Except for the reporters and beauties he met when he was in a good mood, Tony didn't like spending time with anyone else.
But when he saw Nick Fury, he became a little curious.
This curiosity made him choose to say a few more words after he quietly used Jarvis to scan the plane under his feet.
"very nice."
Doctor Who smiled nonchalantly, and then looked at Tony's mask in front of him and became serious.
"Have you found any results in your research on Cybermen?"
That iconic expression made Doctor Who feel danger in an instant.
"Cyberman? I didn't see this face on the battlefield at that time. If you were the Doctor Who at that time, then what reason do you want to use to explain that the Doctor at that time was not surrounded by these two girls."
Tony said angrily, and then sat directly next to Nick Fury.
After taking off the mask, Tony touched his mustache and looked at Doctor Who in front of him.
"I was just deceived...by a ghost. So I have a very bad temperament."
Tony looked at Doctor Who who was still unimpressed, and then secretly asked Jarvis to start collecting information.
curiosity……
Doctor Who felt a hint of malice, and then pulled out the sonic screwdriver from his arms.
He wanted to see if the guy in front of him who might be a Cyberman believer was human.
