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Tori Stark asked in return. To prove his idea, he stretched out a finger and pressed the azure screen, sliding, zooming in, dragging, and started simulating debugging.

Finally, the results that were affected by subtle influences are displayed. Unless you're in a cave, where you're doomed if you don't try, repeated verification is the rigor that every scientist should possess.

"I'm confident I'll be alright," Wilson took a deep breath. "Besides, there aren't actually any bacteria in this world. Food spoilage is the result of the erosion of the Shadow... I also learned this from others."

For example, Maxwell.

"Well, it seems that these steps are redundant on my part." Tony Stark shrugged and moved his hand upwards, crossing out the redundant steps that Wilson had not mentioned.

"You seem much more confident than before."

In fact, he no longer needed such a simple detection method, but many things here could not be realized, so he made these unnecessary designs considering Wilson's current situation.

"But wait a minute." He paused, as if thinking of something. "...Are you saying this world doesn't have bacteria? Why didn't I detect any when I tested it? I'll give you these machines first, along with these instructions."

Tony Stark said as he stuffed some thin sequins into Wilson's hands, his eyes full of interest.

"I'll check again."

Wilson's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, his face filled with hesitation.

In fact, Tony Stark is not such a science madman sometimes, but he can't always compete with newcomers for work. He has always been a person who can't sit still, or he has developed the habit of being unable to sit still. If he doesn't do something, he will feel a prick in his buttocks even when sitting on a chair, and he will sprain his ankle when standing.

The second figures to arrive were two, one red and one blue. Their coordinates were set directly next to Wilson, but they were still arguing when they landed.

"Cuphead! I clearly told you to be more careful!" The blue and noisy one is Mughead.

"That's how you look back and forth." The red one was Cuphead, and he slapped the other's cup handle hard. "Cheer up, we're both heroes, you know."

"Okay then." Mug took two steps back after being slapped by the other party, lowered his head, and spoke in a conciliatory tone.

Cuphead looked at the other person with satisfaction, and after glancing twice, he noticed Wilson in his sight. He skipped over, waving his hands, and his long strides carried a bit of childishness.

"Are we going to beat up someone this time? We'll definitely beat that guy until he begs for mercy."

"It doesn't have to be a fight... Well, I think it's inevitable."

He was a little reluctant to face these two mischievous brothers. Although they were not bad people by nature, their reputation of meaning well but doing bad things had already spread quietly in the group.

He's not like the Doctor, who can put everyone in the right place.

"Please wait a moment. Not everyone is here yet. Uh, do you want to eat something? Although we are a little short of food variety here."

Hopefully there won't be any major problems.

530 hope

"Close the door."

When the Cell Man pushed the door open, the Doctor didn't look up and asked a few indifferent questions. "You didn't have a fight with that bad-tempered W, did you?"

The room fell silent, and the doctor also fell silent for a moment. He didn't want to talk about the explosion outside the window. It would be better for him and the cells to change the subject appropriately.

"Let me make it clear first, I don't know how to run a country. That's not something I'm good at."

"Huh? Don't make me laugh. You manage this place called Rhode Island in perfect order." The cell man dragged a chair from the corner of the room and placed it crookedly in the middle of the carpet facing the doctor. He sat there with his legs crossed and his arms folded, looking as unbecoming as possible.

"That's because everyone in Rhodes Island is a good kid." The doctor immediately revealed a gentle smile, and the pride and tenderness in his words that came from the heart made the cell people couldn't help but get goose bumps.

The cell man unconsciously glanced towards the door and raised his hands to his ears like loudspeakers.

The doctor immediately understood what the other party was referring to. When he thought of the noise W occasionally made, he felt insecure.

"...But no matter what, you have to admit that most of them are good kids." The doctor sighed. "And most importantly, Rhodes Island is a medical company."

"A medical company with absolute armed forces? He's been here so many times, and you guys should have figured out everything you need to know. Don't try to fool me like that."

The doctor didn't care about the other party's rebuttal and just continued to talk about the topic.

He calmly asked, "What do medical companies lack the most?"

The cell people looked into each other's eyes, as if realizing something.

"That's the patient."

"Yes, if it weren't for the chat group, Rhodes Island would just be a place where a group of dying people gathered to save themselves."

Even though Rhodes Island's future is now bright, Eyjafjalla had just attended a concert by Chalk and the Black Keys a few days ago. Even though after overcoming those hardships, they welcomed an eternal light and future.

When he mentioned the painful past again, thinking of the operators who were tortured by the oripathy, the sadness in his heart still could not be restrained and welled up, so that even the words he spoke were filled with sorrow.

"In the beginning, the establishment of our country was just for survival and to drive those damn outsiders off the island."

When the cell people said this, they laughed at themselves twice. They had already strayed so far from their original intention.

Especially since he became the person he once hated for the sake of eternal life, and the little conscience he had left became even more hateful when facing the kind people in the chat group.

The cell man put down his legs, and placed his arms on his knees. He sat up straight, his face cold and without a smile.

"Are you here to tell me that the country will prosper if we don't take the wrong path?"

"No." The doctor shook his head. "I haven't strayed from my own topic. I just want to make it clear to you that Rhodes Island is different from other places."

"But you're already facing the threat of some kind of mineral sickness, right? Aren't you afraid you'll end up like us? Even if this metaphor is a bit extreme, no organization in history has been able to maintain its vitality forever. It always decays."

"Yes, you're right, but we're a medical organization. If we disband one day, it means there will be no more patients suffering from that disease in the world, right?"

"...I really can't stand it anymore." The cell man relaxed completely, his hands hanging down and his body leaning back, just lazily leaning back in the chair. "Explain it clearly, can you give me some advice?"

"No problem, but I have to make it clear. It may not have any effect. Managing a country and managing Rhodes Island are two different things. If I don't explain it to you clearly, I will have a headache."

"I won't come to you if there's a problem. I'm not the kind of guy who gets so angry and incompetent that he drags others into it. I'm just a little arrogant, but I'm not stupid."

"I know, but that's a country." The topic between them came to an abrupt end. In addition to the fact that the cell people themselves didn't know how to proceed, the noise in the chat group was particularly eye-catching.

The doctor clicked on the light blue screen, and Ori's confusion and cry for help almost jumped out of the screen.

However, the other party still explained his problem in a clear and organized manner. To sum it up, he simply wanted to comfort a little girl who looked very sad.

There wasn't much of a precedent, and it was also the first time Ori met the little girl. It was just that his mother taught him the gentleness and empathy he should have, which prompted him to make this decision.

Sometimes kindness does not require too many causes and consequences.

[Chess Player] The unknown person nailed in the coffin: Don't worry too much. In fact, sometimes comfort doesn't require words. You just need to hug her quietly, as long as she doesn't resist and you just hope that she is not so depressed and sad now.

[Chess Player] The unknown person nailed in the coffin: After all, you and the ghost both have some unique advantages. Since you came here last time, several employees always mention you when they chat.

After all, there are few people in the world who can resist a furry animal. Just holding it in your arms for the whole day will make your mood better.

[Light Elf] Ori: I hope she can use it more often.

[Chess Player] The unknown man nailed in the coffin: If that's the case, things won't be that simple. You have to find a way to identify the problem and then solve it. This requires your own carefulness and patience.

[Chess Player] The unknown person nailed in the coffin: The other party is not a test paper. There is no standard answer for getting along with people. Use your own patience to get along with him, think more, observe more, I believe you can do it.

[Chess Player] The unknown person nailed in the coffin: Oh, yes, there is also appropriate and friendly inquiry. After all, there are some facts that even if you have witnessed them with your own eyes, may not be the same from the other party's perspective. However, not everyone is willing to uncover the scars, but scars are things that will not disappear if they are ignored.

When the last sentence was said, Ori turned off the light blue screen. He looked at the girl. Little Red Riding Hood fell to the ground not far away. His gaze turned to the Valkyrie who was singing loudly.

And Wilson finally built the laboratory he had always dreamed of, as well as a hibernation chamber containing special technology, which just looked like a soft bed.

Hope the lady can have a good sleep.

531 The Turmoil on the Underground Moon Island

Once everyone is here, it’s time to get down to business.

Wilson originally planned to give them lanterns, but the light elf shook its head and a bright white light was emitted. The light was just soft enough not to hurt the eyes, but it illuminated a wide enough area.

After all, it is the spirit of light.

Drive away a few bats and walk down the rope. You will land on ordinary grass. Walk two steps forward and you will reach the Moon Mushroom Forest.

The shadowy figures flickered, hiding behind the trees with transparent light.

Cuphead subconsciously fired a tracking bullet. The green bullet passed through the transparent shadow, and the opponent dispersed like water waves, and the others disappeared soon after.

"Hey, this guy is so easy to beat."

"No, they just ran away." Ori shook his head.

Little Red Riding Hood took back the cards she hadn't thrown away, "Are they of the same nature as you?"

"It's different, it just feels the same."

Ori bent down, grabbed the ground with his limbs, and rushed out, moving forward very nimbly along the tree.

His tail swayed to keep him balanced, attracting Little Red Riding Hood's attention. Unable to help herself, she gave herself a speed-up card and followed the other party, almost disappearing from Wilson and the others' sight.

Wilson picked up the ivory scepter and hurriedly caught up. Seeing this, Mug quickly pulled Cuphead, who was still in a daze because the enemy was too easy to deal with.

"Cuphead, leave now. If you don't leave now, you'll be left behind."

Cuphead came back to his senses and made a random response, but was dragged out by Mug and finally came to his senses.

They all turned into a puff of white smoke and quickly followed the footsteps of the person in front.

When they arrived at the mushroom forest, bright light came out naturally, but Ori stopped and took a step back uncomfortably.

Little Red Riding Hood didn't stop, but rushed in. She stopped suddenly and paused for a moment before withdrawing.

"There's something wrong with the light. I've only taken two steps inside and it makes me dizzy." Little Red Riding Hood shook her head and used a clear-minded card.

The uncomfortable feeling was finally dispelled.

More and more light gathered in the mushroom forest, turning into vague and blurry human figures. They looked cute at first, but later their limbs began to become thinner and longer, and they looked more and more like humans. In the end, the things were glowing people with no eyes, nose, or light, but a mouth.

Little Red Riding Hood's expression changed from admiration at the beginning to a chill on her back. She reached out and pinned the hair that was sticking out from the gap in her hood back to her head.

Ori's ears stood straight up. Those glowing things almost made him literally explode with anger. Even if he managed to hold back, the hair on his tail stood up.

Wilson also felt his scalp tingling when he came over. When they entered the mushroom forest before, it was as dizzying as entering Moon Island. They immediately stopped exploring this place and cautiously did not come here again.

As a result, the place has become such a terrible mess that he has to be thankful that he was cautious enough.

Wilson couldn't help but hold on to the ruby ​​necklace hanging around his neck, as if this could bring him some sense of security.

He originally wanted to send a ruby ​​necklace for resurrection to everyone in the chat group, except Steve, who might not have any need for it. This kind of resurrection item could more or less provide insurance for others.

But he, the doctor, and Tony Stark studied it for a long time and determined that this thing might only be useful to people in their world, so he gave up the idea.

After all, they have real examples of people turning into ghosts floating in the sky after death.

These can all be salvaged, but unfortunately, for some reason, these resurrection methods are ineffective against Abigail.

Perhaps it was because the other party died before entering the eternal realm.

Those shadows never stepped out of the mushroom forest, nor did they make any exaggerated expressions. They just stayed there quietly, looking very dull.

The transparent shadow clearly had no eyes, but Wilson always felt that its gaze was fixed on him.

When Cuphead and Mug arrived, they saw everyone standing in front of the mushroom forest. They couldn't help but gasp at the strange scene.

Cuphead was a little dazed. He nudged his mug with his elbow. "This is scarier than the ghost in the castle."

"Nonsense, this is obviously scarier than that Gorgon."

Mug whispered back.

"Let's go." Wilson took a deep breath, as if he had mustered up his courage.

His eyes were firm. Compared with the other group members, Wilson, who led a group of people to survive here, had become a qualified leader.

As they got closer, the glowing mushroom trees appeared taller and taller. Before they could come into contact with the pure white shadows, they automatically dissipated. The place that usually should have been a little lively was now silent.

Only those white things followed like shadows, hanging not far away.

Mug and Cuphead couldn't help but huddled their hands in their arms and shivered. They rubbed their arms fiercely and huddled together in fear.

Ori noticed this, slowed down his pace, and slowly followed them.

When the way back was no longer in sight, the sound of flowing water echoed from the front, but Wilson paid more attention to the shaking of the land than the sound of the water.

"Be careful."

Wilson gave a cautious reminder, and he was ready to replace the weapon in his hand at any time.

The tail end of his words was drowned out by the sound of the earth shaking. The ground cracked and violent light shone through the cracks. Wilson suddenly felt his head bulge and his temples became swollen. The dizziness almost made him unable to stand.

A certain instinct of the body squeezed and creaked the bones. This effect was completely opposite to that of the shadow. It was not madness, but rather a kind of extreme clarity where the body could not bear the tearing caused by the vigorous spirit.

Little Red Riding Hood covered her head with some difficulty. She drew out a card, but before she could use it, she was stopped by Wilson.