#1074 - I can never afford Zemo's mind space

“Haha! Thank you for your kindness, Prince T’Challa.

Although I have many treasures, none of them are redundant." Aaron smiled lightly and took out a blood-red crystal from his space ring. "For example, this is a new treasure, the original energy of the Lord of Hell.

I worked so hard to get it, I can't just give it away just because someone else wants it!"

“Wow!”

Scott and Peter Parker both exclaimed in amazement.

They had never heard of the origin of hell, but no one knew the origin of this thing better than them.

"Um..." Peter Parker raised his hand, "This thing looks pretty high-end, but what exactly is it used for?"

“First, the energy it contains is enough to support a country’s energy consumption for hundreds of years.

Secondly, it is the pure origin of hell, which is the accumulation of Samael for hundreds or even thousands of years, enough to allow a middle-level demon to be promoted to a high-level demon.

Finally, this is an excellent pharmaceutical and alchemical material.

The origin of hell is connected to hell in a sense, and so are the powerful enough hell lords. As long as hell is immortal, they can be resurrected infinitely, but the price will be very painful for them.

Based on this characteristic, this source can be used to refine the elixir of immortality. As long as you are not killed by others, you can have a lifespan as long as hell. "

"Oh my god!" Scott exclaimed subconsciously, "Are you sure you are a pharmacist and not a dream maker?"

Aaron shrugged. "That's not important. What's important is that this origin has a very high status. It can bear a sufficient number of enchanted runes. Maybe I can use it to refine nine times enchanted alchemical bullets.

I consider myself a top alchemist, but so far I can only make alchemical bullets with eight enchantments. As for the products of the ninth enchantment...

Haha! To be honest, I have wasted a lot of time and energy, as well as a huge amount of precious materials, but I have never succeeded, not even once.

There seemed to be a chasm between the eighth and ninth enchantments, which was difficult to cross.

But this original energy gave me hope. Although it could only make one bullet, it also allowed me to see the scenery at a higher place in advance.

More importantly, the bullet is very powerful, enough to seriously injure or even kill the Father."

"Who is the Sub-Father?"

"Thor, the god of thunder, Laufey, the king of the frost giants, Bastet, the black panther goddess, and Samael, the demon lord, are all sub-fathers."

Why did she mention the Black Panther Goddess? Was she trying to warn him of something?

"This crystal is worth as much as your equipment," T'Challa said tentatively. "What are you going to do with it?"

“Of course it has been refined into a finished product, and it certainly cannot be put on a shelf for people to see.

The problem is that this source is too little. I can only choose between the Elixir of Life and the Nine-times Enchanted Alchemical Bullet. It's really difficult!"

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore.

I am very tired now, and my dragon cub is also a little injured, so we need a warm enough place to rest."

"That's a really good suggestion." Scott nodded seriously, "Except for you, Barnes, and the unconscious Zemo, the three of us are not in much better condition and urgently need rest.

But the rescue team won’t arrive until dark, and if you look around, it’s just pits, deep pits with no bottom.”

"There's magma, ice, gravel, wood and so on in the pit." Peter Parker added weakly, "Mr. T'Challa's plane has been buried, and the Soviet military base that can block missiles has also been bombed into ruins.

Mr. Gaius, we are lucky to have found a place to stay."

Aaron's face twitched and he rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"Supersonic."

"Yes, Master."

The supersonic tires spun rapidly and reached Aaron in the blink of an eye.

Da! Da!

Aaron knocked on the fuel tank cap on the front of the motorcycle, and the tank split in the middle. Several finger-sized capsules with numbers printed on them slowly popped out.

Aaron looked at his surroundings and took out capsule number four after thinking for a moment.

"Sir, what is this?" Peter Parker asked curiously.

"A friend gave it to me. It's a must-have item for home and travel." Aaron explained briefly, then pressed the cap of the capsule and threw it into the open space in front of him.

Bang!

With a loud bang, a three-story detached villa rose from the ground, which immediately stunned several people.

"Am I hallucinating?" Scott asked doubtfully, "Don't tell me Hank did this for you."

"What are you thinking about? This is a universal capsule.

It uses a special technology of space compression and folding, and has little to do with Hank's Pym particles."

"Is this a gift from your friend? What kind of friend can be so generous?" Peter Parker pointed in disbelief at the villa in front of him, which was not luxurious but could be called exquisite and extravagant.

A house like this would be enough for him and Aunt Mei to work hard for a lifetime, but they probably wouldn't be able to save enough for a house that could be put in a capsule and used whenever they wanted even if they worked hard for a lifetime.

"He is my best brother, the kind of brother who is closer than my own brother."

"Then there's no need to be so arrogant!"

"He built a universal capsule production base on Bohart Star. These are mass-produced products, but there are slight differences inside. To him, it's just a drop in the bucket."

"Bohat?" T'Challa keenly grasped the key point, "Isn't it on Earth?"

“It was an ownerless planet, but he bought it.

Currently, it is the largest supply base of fine food ingredients in the entire universe. It has established diplomatic relations with many advanced civilizations such as the Kree, Sovereign, Xandar, Asgard, Olympus, etc., and it also hires a group of space predators every month to transport supplies to the poor and backward civilizations.

His good reputation, neutrality, and unique business advantages have made him one of the richest men in the universe."

Hearing this, T'Challa and the other two were stunned and their heads were buzzing.

Aaron had such a relationship, which was somewhat beyond their understanding.

"Excuse me for asking," Scott said awkwardly, "Does your friend need any friends? What do you think of me?"

Aaron gave him a look that said 'you'll figure it out for yourself' and then pushed open the door of the villa.

A warm breeze blew over my face, dispelling the cold outside.

The hall is covered with plush carpets, furnished with soft and comfortable sofas, with exquisite murals on the walls, a burning fireplace, and crystal chandeliers emitting bright lights, all of which give people who come in an indescribable warmth.

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“Sit wherever you want. There are snacks and drinks in the refrigerator. If you want hot tea or coffee, pour it yourself.

The bathroom and toilet are on the left, and the first room on the right has the usual supplies of potions, bandages, and acupuncture cacti.

If you are really tired, the bedrooms on the first floor are guest rooms where you can sleep for a few hours.

However, the hot spring, swimming pool, and the second floor and above are all my private spaces, and no one is allowed to visit them." Aaron said as he gently placed Abe on the sofa near the fireplace, then silently opened the food product column and found the lavender lady fish in the food illustrations.

It’s worth 9,000 delicious points, which is really not cheap.

But Abe worked hard today and even got injured a little, so he must be rewarded and compensated.

"This house, no, no, how much is this universal capsule?" Scott asked, unable to hide his excitement. "Forget it, don't discourage me, just tell me how long it will take for me to be able to afford it."

Aaron glanced at him, shook his head speechlessly and said, "Forget about it!

With your financial resources, you will never, ever, ever be able to buy it."

"Can't you just comfort me? Tell a white lie or something?"

"No, because white lies hurt more when they are exposed."

Scott curled his lips and sat down on the sofa. Then he felt an indescribable softness all over his body, and the fatigue in his body seemed to be reduced a lot.

"Fuck! What kind of sofa is this?"

“The sofa transformed from marshmallow rock allows you to enjoy the feeling of swimming in the sea of ​​clouds.”

“How much? Can I buy it?

I want to give it to Cathy. No little girl could refuse a gift like that."

"I'm sorry, with your financial resources, it will probably take you a year to save up!"

Scott was stunned for a moment, then asked with an awkward but polite smile: "Based on our friendship, can you give me a friendly price? I can also pay in installments."

"This is already a friendly price. Furniture like this is considered a luxury item in the universe."

"Can't it be cheaper?" Scott asked unwillingly.

"It's already a broken bone."

“Can’t you give me one?

Giving my daughter away is also giving your niece away, isn't it?"

"Haha!" Aaron rolled his eyes at him in annoyance, "I always thought I was thick-skinned enough, but I didn't expect there is always someone better than you!

But if you want to get something for free from me, you can only dream about it."

"It's just a sofa, that's not necessary!" Peter Parker said doubtfully.

"You don't understand. This is a father's love and compensation for his daughter." Scott said with a smile, then reluctantly stood up from the sofa and pushed Peter Parker onto him. "You will understand after you experience it yourself."

"Hiss! It feels really different!" Peter Parker said with some surprise, "Mr. Gaius, how many good things do you have?"

"You'll have to ask my friend about this. He customized it for me." Aaron said seriously, "Also, if nothing happens, just shut up. Your experience period will be over when help arrives."

Peter Parker said no more and just lay on the sofa, admiring the falling snow outside the window.

"What should we do with Zemo?" Buggy glanced at the unconscious Zemo, then looked at Aaron, and asked tentatively and reminded him, "He is possessed by Samael. The explosion of the UN building... maybe he is also a victim."

"It's hard to say." T'Challa said in a deep voice, "But he was involved after all, and caused nearly a hundred casualties, so he must bear some responsibility."

"Let's wait until he wakes up before we talk about this!" Aaron said with a faint smile, "What's attached to him is not just some small fish or shrimp. Samael can control his anger, so he naturally has the ability to suppress Zemo's personality and control his physical actions.

Maybe Zemo himself doesn't know what he has done these days. People who are used by the devil are often so pitiful. "

Buggy's eyelids twitched slightly, thinking that his master had already found an excuse for Zemo to get away with it.

Just pass the buck, simple and crude!

All that's left now is to convince Zemo to sign the contract, and everything will be settled.

He had no doubts about his master's negotiating ability, and perhaps Zemo would be able to make the right choice before he woke up.

......

Aaron leaned back on the sofa with his eyes slightly closed.

He was covered with a blanket, breathing evenly and sleeping peacefully.

When everyone else kept quiet tacitly, Aaron's soul left his body.

Originally he was planning to use Kirigen Naraku to hypnotize everyone, but after careful consideration, he gave up the idea.

Everyone present was a superhero. If one or two of them fell asleep, it could be explained as a coincidence. But if all of them fell asleep, it was definitely not a coincidence and might even arouse unnecessary suspicion.

Aaron's soul walked up to Zemo, a pattern of a sheep spell flashed in his pupils, and his soul turned into mist and easily penetrated into Zemo's spiritual space.

This is a dark red world filled with fog, filled with hatred and pessimism, mixed with a hint of despair.

The storm blew up a cloud of sand all over the sky, and the atmosphere was so depressing that it made people breathless.

"Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!" Aaron couldn't help but smack his lips. He waved his hand to disperse the storm and cast a super fluorescent spell.

A white ball of light hangs in the middle of the world, casting a gentle glow like the sun.

A figure was lying on the dry ground, motionless, like a person waiting to die from lack of water in the desert.

"Wake up." Aaron patted Zemo's face, waking him up from his coma.

"Who are you?" Zemo sat up in a daze. Looking at the lonely and dull environment around him, he seemed to understand something. "Is this hell?"

“No, although I have never been to hell, I am sure that hell is much more exaggerated than this place.

This is your spiritual world, an abstract world dominated by confusion, despair and hatred.

Generally speaking, everything here is like a dream, and after waking up you have no memory of what happened.

But now that I'm here, it's not a normal situation." Aaron said meaningfully, "I can see that you live a very depressed life!"

"It's none of your business."

"But I'm here to help you."

"Haha! Help me?" Zemo laughed disdainfully, "The last person said the same thing, and then he got into my body."

At this moment, Zemo suddenly thought of something and looked at Aaron in surprise, "How did you get in? How could he let you in?"

"Samael? If nothing unexpected happens, he has been reborn in hell.

I guess he will go to Wu Xin Mo to vent his anger, because the information Wu Xin Mo gave him is too different from the real situation, otherwise he would not die in my hands. "

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