Vol 6 Chapter 33: reject

The story of the wolf coming can actually be reversed.

Thor was stabbed in the back by his brother Loki in the middle of a fight.

With his divine physique, he was actually too good to give birth, but Kewen still started to treat him, and collected some dried blood samples by the way.

So under the ability of 'Red Hand', the wound on Sol's waist quickly healed without leaving a scar.

"What kind of magic is this?"

Thor looked very surprised and shouted in the treatment room: "I have never seen this kind of healing magic!"

"Okay, let's break out the hero."

Tony Stark rolled his eyes aside: "This is Chinese medicine. Don't see anything you don't understand and call it magic."

"But this is magic in the first place?" Sol said blankly.

"Okay, you can treat it as magic."

Tony Stark was wearing a battle uniform and stood aside with his arms folded. After hearing the words, he was too lazy to talk to Thor, and simply turned his attention to several dolls.

The astonishing look in his eyes could not be hidden at all. Tony Stark sometimes showed a look of eagerness to try, but he endured it with all his might.

At this moment, a comfortable moan sounded.

Clint Barton, who was being massaged, showed a very enjoyable posture, lying on the medical bed comfortably groaning.

"I said Elf Prince, are you that comfortable?" Tony Stark was once again attracted to his attention.

"Well...you'll know if you try it." Patton responded while moaning.

Tony Stark looked down at the suit on him, and could only shake his head regretfully: "Forget it, I'll come back later. It seems that my suit has to be upgraded."

"Is it an upgrade in convenience for wearing and taking off?"

Bruce Banner, who was in the lounge chair, was not injured so he didn't need treatment.

After listening to Tony Stark's words, he couldn't help but interject.

"Yes, it is."

Tony Stark nodded in recognition and asked Bruce Banner again, "Doctor, are you recovering?"

"should be…"

Bruce Banner rubbed his hands, looked down at his body and said, "It's strange, I recovered too quickly this time."

"Because of those juices."

Cowen lifted Solla, who had finished the treatment, and then said to Bruce Banner: "The juice contains high-nutrient tonics, which replenish your weak body with the nutrients it needs."

"And so did Mr. Thor."

Kewen looked at Sol, whose feet fell off the medical bed: "Your body's ability to recover is very powerful, and the juice provides you with enough nutrients, so your wounds are actually recovered by your self-healing ability. , not my um... magic."

"is that so?"

Sol grunted, and then gave up looking further.

"Thank you, Dr. Uzhihualie."

At this time, Captain America, who had been treated for his waist injury, got out of bed and thanked the puppet while putting on tights: "Your medical skills are very good, I can't feel the pain now."

"It's best to rest for the next two days."

Mao Zhi Hua Lie's voice softly warned: "Avoid all violent movements that can involve your waist. In this way, your wound will be completely healed in about three days."

"Thank you!" Captain America thanked again.

Next, the treatment of Natasha and Clint Barton also ended.

The two thanked each other while slowly moving their bodies.

Duanmurong and Tsunade also gave medical advice to both of them.

Everyone who walked out of the treatment room was about to follow Kewen back upstairs, but a communication from SHIELD suddenly came from the headset.

After listening to the content, Natasha sighed helplessly, and then said to Kewen: "No way, we should go, there are still many things to be dealt with in the future."

"Is there no one in your organization?"

Kewen said with a look of grievance: "To deal with chores, do you still need superheroes like you who just finished fighting?"

Natasha shrugged: "Before being heroes, we are agents first."

"Have you thought about quitting?"

Tony Stark interjected, he looked around at Captain America, Natasha, and Hawkeye Patton, and said bewitchingly: "Like Cowen said, you are heroes now, why give that SHIELD any more What agent do you do?"

With open hands, Tony Stark continued with a welcoming gesture: "How about you consider coming to my Stark Industries?"

"I didn't really care about the super boy group Avengers before."

"But now, I think we have a preliminary understanding, and I think it's better not to control our combination in the hands of those politicians."

"Everyone can rest assured." Tony Stark assured: "I will handle all problems for everyone. With me, no one dares to force you."

"One Sword"

"Forget it, Stark."

Captain America, Steve Rogers, shook his head, and said softly, "That's going to put a lot of pressure on you, and it's fine for now, we just keep the league in shape."

Tony Stark looked at Natasha and Hawkeye Barton, and seeing that they were equally unmoved, he had no choice but to give up persuasion.

"Okay guys." Tony Stark spread his hands: "If you encounter any trouble, go to me for help."

At the end of the topic, everyone said their goodbyes to Kewen.

Cowen sends the Avengers out of the hospital gate and watches as the three sports cars go south along the street.

He didn't turn around until he couldn't see the taillights and went back to the hospital.

"gentlemen."

Tifa, who was dressed as a nurse, came over and said in a low voice, "We had a data intrusion just now, but the other party just tried it out and quickly retreated."

"Invasion?"

Kewen raised his eyebrows, and instantly guessed what was going on.

He smiled slightly because of this, and murmured: "As expected of a genius, I found out so quickly..."

"Sir, do we need to fight back?" Tifa asked.

"Forget it." Kewen shook his head and asked again, "Do you have any other discoveries?"

"Yes, sir." Tifa nodded and said, "Ms. Romanov, I have paid special attention to everyone today."

"Is that so..."

Kewen secretly sighed that Natasha was indeed the most perfect agent.

Although I don't know how much the other party discovered, it must have also noticed something.

"Okay, don't worry about it."

Kewen did not tell the puppets to improve their acting skills in the future and avoid showing off their feet or anything.

He decided to go with the flow.

Ask Tifa to go back to the nurse station to continue working, and Kewen gets into the elevator and goes back to the study on the fourth floor to continue his studies.

…

…

The Avengers are on fire.

Whether it's the news paper or all the TV shows, all the information is replaced by the topic of the Avengers.

Organizations such as fan clubs and support groups have been established.

Even the cleaning man in the hospital applied for this month's vacation ahead of time and went out to join the fans' carnival.

In the past few days, the entire Manhattan Island has been very lively.

A large number of fans gathered downstairs in the Stark Building, holding up signs of support and revelling.

This hampered the post-war clean-up work.

To this end, Natasha also called and complained to Kewen, complaining that the people were too mortal, and there were many people who hid the things of the Qitarui people, which made her work one after another and kept her always Can't get out of the body.

Kewen very much echoed Natasha's point of view, commenting that the Americans did not kill enough, and continued to fight for Natasha. He severely hacked S.H.I.E.L.D. Chores.

Natasha laughed, and her mood suddenly improved a lot.

Things seem to always like to clump together.

Not long after Natasha hung up the phone, a sports car stopped outside the hospital.

Tony Stark in a casual suit got out of the car, took off his brown sunglasses and looked at the hospital building.

Stuffing the sunglasses into his pocket, Tony Stark stepped into the hospital.

After dealing with the staff fans in the hospital, he took the elevator to the fourth floor.

Kewen, who was notified, was waiting in front of the elevator door.

The elevator door opened, and Tony Stark handed a gift box held in his forearm to Cowen as he walked out.

"I asked Romanov, and she said you don't have any good wine here."

Pointing to the box in Kewen's hand: "A gift for you, a private collection of twenty-one years."

Kewen looked at the gift box in his hand, and then he raised the hand and disappeared, and was sent to the wine cabinet in the restaurant.

His action caused Tony Stark to immediately bend over and carefully search for the traces of the space equipment on his wrist.

Even if he didn't find it, Tony Stark still didn't admit defeat.

He straightened up and asked, "Did you cover up the device with 'real skin'? By the way, are we already friends?"

"Force."

As Kewen turned around and walked towards the living room, he said unceremoniously, "To be precise, there is only a transactional relationship between us."

"At least add a partner, right?"

Tony Stark followed: "You are a shareholder of Stark Industries."

"It's just a retailer."

Corvin didn't treat the guests like that. He didn't say anything, but sat directly on the sofa and asked, "Tell me, what is the purpose of your visit today?"

"Normal communication?"

Tony Stark gave a reason he didn't even believe it.

After sitting on the sofa by himself, he spread his hands and said, "Well, it's just that I have too many questions in my heart, and I want to try to come and find the answer."

"I don't need to ask you to find any answers, right?" Kewen's tone was a little distant.

If it was someone else, Tony Stark would probably have gone mad at this time, but he was facing Kewen, so he could only choose to be patient.

Seeing that the step-by-step method of talking was ineffective, he simply omitted the brewing words: "I may not be able to pay the corresponding price for the space technology in your hand, so what is the price of your 'bionic man' technology?"

Cowen didn't respond immediately, but looked into Tony Stark's eyes.

Seeing this, Tony Stark continued: "Don't hide it, you got five artificial intelligences from me at the beginning, and it didn't take long for you to have five new faces in your hospital."

Pointing to the floor with a finger: "I have investigated all the information about 'them' in detail, and I use artificial intelligence, so..."

After making a self-evident action, Tony Stark added: "I have another association, that is, the five ladies who appeared on the battlefield that day, but I lack evidence."

"So what?" Kewen said indifferently: "Are you going to threaten me? If you don't trade technology with you, you will..."

"No no no no!"

Tony Stark said 'no' several times in a row, waved his hand quickly and said, "I owe you a lot, and I promise with my personality that I will never leak your affairs to anyone, and even help you. cover."

Seeing Kewen's expression softened, Tony Stark explained: "Although I am proud, I am not stupid, I know the price of being a hero, so I need your 'bionic man' technology, and I will I also have Pepper's safety in mind."

Without giving Cowen a chance to speak, Tony Stark continued rambled: "I can also design a robot and make artificial skin or something for it."

"But since I met your android, I don't think that's enough."

"Tone, eyes, temperament, the androids I made can't reach the level of the five below."

Leaning forward slightly, Tony Stark put on a sincere gesture: "I don't ask for your other skills, I just want to trade that mimetic technology with you!"

Cowen stared at Tony Stark quietly for a long time, until he felt a little uncomfortable, and then he snorted.

"You can't do it." Kewen shook his head slightly: "That's not some technology, but mysticism."

"Mysticism?"

Tony Stark was a little annoyed, thinking that Cowen was perfunctory.

Suppressing his emotions, he maintained the attitude of asking for help: "Please, buddy, for the sake of our cooperation in the past, or you just need to tell me the initial design direction of those technologies?"

"It's useless." Kewen shook his head again: "You can't figure it out."

This time, without waiting for Tony Stark to say anything, Cowen suddenly raised his right palm up and gently.

call!

A cloud of magic power appeared above the palm.

Cowen showed magic and said to the stunned Tony Stark: "See? This is magic, occult, not science."

Tony Stark opened his mouth and finally said reluctantly: "What kind of projection is this?"

Saying that, in order to verify his guess, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand to the magic power.

Seeing this, Cowen immediately avoided Tony Stark's temptation to avoid injury to the other party.

Closing his fingers, he squeezed the magic ball apart, and then he snapped his fingers with a 'pop'.

The mirrored space instantly covers the living room.

"You hide!"

Tony Stark didn't notice the change in the environment, he pointed at Kewen's right hand excitedly, and grinned: "Look! I'll just say it's a fake projection! How can there be any mysticism?"

"Really?"

Kewen raised his right hand again and waved it slowly.

squeak-

The sound of friction sounded, and the floor under the two of them instantly turned into a kaleidoscope mirror, which continued to spread around.

The walls of the living room are also rapidly moving away, the ceiling is also raised, and the space of the entire living room is rapidly expanding.

Tony Stark felt unsteady under his feet, and he had a car-like inertia.

Looking down, he found that the sofa under him was actually moving with the floor, causing the distance between him and Kewen to become farther.

"what is this!"

Exclaiming 'shuh', Tony Stark looked around at all the changes around him in a stunned manner.

"This is mirror space."

Kewen explained in a stern voice, raising his arms at the same time and waving slowly towards the ceiling.

The ceiling immediately opened like a flower bag in full bloom, revealing a view of the sky.

Afterwards, Kewen controlled the floor to move and raise, and supported the two to the outside of the building.

"follow me."

Cowen walked to the edge of the roof.

Tony Stark hurried to keep up.

He approached Kewen cautiously, and said tentatively, "Tell me, this is still a projection, right? It's like a semi-immersive technology like VR?"

"You still insist that this is technology?" Kewen turned to look at the other party.

"right…"

Tony Stark's tone was not so firm. As he said, he tried to stick out his toes and stomped around in the air outside the edge, trying to find the touch of the ground.

For Tony Stark's stubbornness, Cowen shook his head amusingly.

He raised his hand again and waved slowly towards the distance: "So what?"

When the words fell, he simply controlled the entire Manhattan Island and began to reverse the space.

The world is spinning, buildings are either lifted up or down; the streets are folded in half, and even overturned to the sky.

Tony Stark was dazzled, his heartbeat began to accelerate violently, and he couldn't say a word.

Cowen finally folded the street below the hospital to meet the edge of the roof.

He stepped onto the street in one step, but the whole person turned across in Tony Stark's eyes.

Turning to look at Tony Stark, Ke Wendan smiled and said, "Are you coming?"

Tony Stark was stunned, but he was not too adventurous, and immediately raised his right foot and tried to step on the erected street.

Feeling nothing, he tried to lift the other left foot, which was used to support his body.

Spinning for a moment, when Tony Stark's sight stabilized, he found himself standing on the street.

Looking back, the roof platform has moved sideways.

"How about it?"

Kewen's voice sounded: "Is this still science?"

Tony Stark was shocked a little sluggishly, but he still refused to admit defeat, and said subconsciously: "Prism principle? Archimedes spiral? Circulating mirror structure?"

"Do whatever you want."

Kewen raised his right hand and drew a small circle with his fingers.

The blue sparks quickly formed a portal, and the opposite was the living room where the two were before.

Cowen stepped in, and Tony Stark looked at the entire mirrored space with nostalgia, and then walked slowly into the portal.

Closing the portal and taking his seat again, Cowen said to Tony Stark, who was still not fully recovered: "Like I said, I use mysticism, not science, so we have nothing to trade."

This time, Tony Stark was less insistent.

He sat on the sofa as if awake from a dream, pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head: "Okay, then forget it."

"Would you like to leave then?"

Kewen felt that he had nothing to say, so he began to chase the guests.

This made Tony Stark stunned for a moment, and then said speechlessly: "Please, I just let you down like this? Did I sin against you before?"

"Then what's the matter with you?" Kewen asked.

"Of course!" Tony Stark turned his head and found an excuse: "Can't I enjoy another meal? Or, you ask those androids to check my body? I didn't have a chance to wear the armor that day, I want to try it today, I can go through my normal medical procedures."

Kewen stared at each other for a moment, then got up and said, "Come with me."

Tony Stark laughed immediately.

He got up and followed, and kept asking along the way: "Where did you learn that kind of mysticism? Can I learn it?"

"What do you think the relationship between the occult and science is like? How many general principles are there?"

"Did those great scientists pursue theology in their later years because they discovered the occult?"

"That's right! That said, as long as I continue on the path of science, sooner or later I will discover the field of occultism."

"…"

Cowen did not respond to Tony Stark's ramble.

Soon the two went down to the first floor, and Kewen asked the puppet codenamed Duanmurong to check Tony Stark's body.

After healing the minor wounds left by the battle that day, Kewen asked Nakiri Erina to prepare a table of meals.

It was not until Tony Stark ate and drank well that Cowen sent him away.

In order to show it to outsiders, Cowen personally sent Tony Stark out of the hospital gate.

When the other party got in the car, Kewen released a hint of kindness: "You have some problems with your spirit, I suggest you to check and treat as soon as possible, otherwise it will be delayed for a long time, and it will develop into a psychological disorder such as anxiety. disease."

Tony Stark disagreed.

He opened the car door and got into the driver's seat. He smiled casually and said, "I feel pretty good now. If what you said comes true, I will come to take care of your business."

Kewen stopped exhorting, raised his hand and pointed at the small reactor on the opponent's chest: "Whenever you want to remove it, you can also come here for treatment."

"Using your occult?" Tony Stark asked casually while putting on his sunglasses.

Kewen did not answer, but said as if warning: "If you want to repay my favor, forget about today's events."

"Although I don't like your tone very much, I will."

Tony Stark started the car, then looked up at Cowen and said, "I do owe you a lot, so I will keep your affairs a secret."

Kewen nodded, then took two steps back.

Tony Stark shrunk a lot today, so he didn't have the mood to continue talking, so he stepped on the accelerator, started the car to speed up and left, and returned to Stark Building along the street.

Kewen watched the other party go away, but he was thinking in his heart.

There are too many smart people in this world, and now it has been guaranteed by Tony Stark, which can be regarded as the biggest hidden danger of exposure.

No matter what the character of the other party is, at least the character can still be guaranteed, and they can do what they say.

This is the reason why Kewen directly exposes his magic and prevents the other party from continuing to investigate further out of curiosity.

Otherwise, if he continues to conceal it, Tony Stark may continue to explore on his own, and it is easy to let the situation get out of control.

Then, I'm just waiting for Natasha, who comes over to seek honesty...