[Iron Man] Ordinary Rich Man: You should ask for help first, otherwise you will die before you can finish your words and we won’t even have a chance to save you.

Wilson on the other side was obviously frightened by the other party's words, so much so that he ignored the continuous inquiries from others and started the task first.

The Great Scientist used his weekly emergency call privilege: Help! There's a huge, one-eyed deer tearing down my house! I can't get close enough to see! My house is going to be destroyed!

Task points: 1000 points

Do you want to accept it?】

The little knight's eyes lit up when he saw the request for help for this task, but he froze when he thought of two people still in the dream world. If he left now, those two people would fall out of the dream world at the same time.

After all, that world was originally brought by it. There is no so-called dream world here, at least not that kind. Both Pain and God's Residence were shaped by the Knight using the fragments of Radiance according to its memory. That is why Green and Purity can shape and change them so easily. It is the God of the Void, not the God of Dreams. It does have the ability to shake that world, but it is only some rough and forced destruction. If it wants to make some fine modifications, it does not have that ability.

But it can also change some basic rules, such as adjusting the speed of time flow.

Then Green, who was bored in the stands, received a message from the knight. His tail, which had been drooping due to boredom, suddenly became full of energy and wrapped around the chair. After he finished reading the content, he fell into a strange silence.

Let the water go, finish it quickly.

He remembered the guy who had just been beaten up by his father's two nominal masters, who had been soaking in the hot spring for a long time and was unwilling to get up, and then he had to struggle to get past a guy with swords hanging on both sides, and after easily defeating a bug wearing a crystal on its head, he was chased and hacked by a disgusting bug that played with souls, and barely got through a mixed doubles match between two fat guys who were not sure if they were a couple or siblings, and now he was hung up in a mixed three-way match by three female warriors who were still worthy of respect.

When he thought of this, he felt that this task was a long way off. Not to mention giving him a break, the other party would not give him a chance at all.

While he was thinking, the opponent fell down again with wounds all over his body, and then after everything started again, he jumped up from the ground full of energy, showing amazing perseverance.

Although all this showed that it was still unknown how long it would take for the other party to reach the point where he would let go, this was a task assigned by his father, and he didn't want to see his father disappointed at all.

What's more, maybe his father let him go just so he could see him earlier.

Thinking of this, his tail unconsciously wrapped around the chair a little tighter, even leaving some marks.

Because he deeply understood that his idea was nothing but nonsense. His father never used those roundabout ways and always spoke directly. What's more, his father had long been accustomed to loneliness during that long journey. Otherwise, he would not have been placed in the endless void when he was still a container but still possessed a little smart wisdom.

But he still has hope.

"It was a really disappointing show."

Green slowly stepped down from the high throne in a tone of extremely suggestive disappointment.

He stayed at a high position right in front of the person, standing upright there, sizing up and down the other person with his scarlet pupils, looking down at the other person with a condescending attitude.

Thor was extremely dissatisfied with the other party's attitude and words. There was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes. The endless battles did not wear down his will, but instead prompted him to become more competitive. He was like a beast sharpening its claws, making its claws and fangs sharper.

He took two steps forward and tried to grab the cloak around Green's neck to pull him down from his condescending attitude.

"You better watch your words!"

But Green dodged it lightly, and the sarcasm in his words was almost overflowing. He has always been a bad person. This is his nature, a nature engraved in the bones of every Green.

"Why should I be careful with my words to someone who wastes my time?"

He found a glimmer of amusement as he watched the expression on the other person's face change from anger to embarrassment.

"I've had enough of your poor performance. I shouldn't be wasting my precious time here with you, so I decided to make it easier for you."

"Take back your damn charity and mercy! I don't need it!"

Thor almost roared as he spoke these words. The other party's behavior had touched his bottom line as a warrior. This was a blatant insult and trampling that he would never allow!

"And continue to waste my time with your attitude?"

Green took a step forward, and flames seemed to burst out of his scarlet pupils, but unfortunately the other party did not retreat as he wished. His plan of oppression failed, so he stood up straight and did not continue to make suggestive little movements.

He stared straight into the other person's eyes, and noticed a hint of guilt that was revealed, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose.

As long as there are emotions, they will be exploited, whether positive or negative.

"It's not really cheating. I'm just teaching you some tricks. You're already using the power of the soul, but only at the most basic level. The soul is much more profound than you imagine. For example, the soul's connection with fire."

Green was speaking in a gentle and persuasive tone, but the other party's eyes had begun to waver. There was no need for him to continue using that tone. If he aroused the other party's rebellious psychology, he would have to waste time with him, and Green would be the one who would lose more than the gain.

Besides, he was not trying to get something for nothing. He really intended to teach the other party the combination of fire and soul. How much the other party could understand and apply it all depended on their personal ability.

After all, compared to the most corrosive void, the gentle power from fire can at least be controlled by humans.

104 Precious Memories

At the end, Green did let Thor off the hook in the fight. He didn't even put his soul into his projection, but let his projection react mechanically and stiffly. Even so, it made the opponent suffer enough.

What Green didn't expect was the pure letting of the ball. He thought that guy would be so dull as to disobey orders, and then he could just watch the joke with joy, but that was not the case.

Just as Chunchun had sworn, it would remain loyal to the ghost forever.

This discovery led Green to discover an interesting thing. The other party's emotions might be even more fanatical and distorted than Green's, but they had been concealed very well, so well that he only discovered this fact now.

This was an interesting handle. In the golden hall that slowly disappeared into darkness, Green slowly raised a smile, a bloody smile.

Of course, he wouldn't do anything excessive. After all, they were all around his father, so he wouldn't use any harsh measures. At most, he would use some small tricks, or let Chunchun know what he should and shouldn't do.

He was not too worried that his father would find out about this. After all, his father never cared about such small matters.

At the last moment before escaping the dream world, he looked at the pure white figure also standing in the void. He silently raised his knuckles, pressed them between his lips and teeth, and made a gesture of silence to the other party.

I have discovered your little secret, Chunchun. You'd better get away from your father as soon as possible and stay away from him.

At this time, Wilson huddled behind a rock and shivered, watching the base he and Kong had worked so hard to build being destroyed bit by bit.

First, there were boxes that were placed a little crookedly - but Kong was thoughtful enough to put a sign in front of each box, but those small signs and boxes were shattered into pieces of wood on the ground.

Then there were the three pots that he had saved up with great difficulty. He had thought that next time they came over, he would treat them to some of the recipes he had come up with. Although they looked a bit unreliable, most of them tasted good.

But the pot soon turned into debris on the ground, and the remaining support fell down shakily, and its original shape could no longer be seen. The last bit of tenacious persistence also collapsed under Wilson's gaze.

The meat drying rack, the small tent, and the campfire were all destroyed. Even the berries and branches that were transplanted with great difficulty for landscaping were all trampled beyond recognition.

The transmission will take some time, and not everyone can put down what they are doing and come over directly.

Wilson looked at those bits and pieces of beautiful memories, which were like being thrown into a meat grinder by the other party and were shattered into pieces. He clenched the weapon in his hand - it was the mace given to him by Kong, called Convincing People with Reason.

He was also wearing some simple wooden armor, after all, most of the materials were contributed to his originally warm home.

Until the monster was about to attack a sign at the door, Wilson could no longer bear it. It was too lonely here, and he cherished the little warmth he had left.

He wiped the tears from his eyes and rushed out roaring loudly.

He roared loudly in an attempt to give himself some courage, jumped out with his eyes closed, and slammed into the other person. The painless attack successfully attracted the other person's attention, and Wilson successfully snatched the last small wooden sign he had from the other person's hand.

But this meant that something worse was happening. The one-eyed white monster swung his thick arms, and Wilson was thrown away and rolled to the side after letting out an uncontrollable scream of pain. He fell heavily on the stone, and a big hole was torn into the wooden armor that was already useless. Fortunately, the stone was relatively round, and he was still alive.

But as he watched the one-eyed monster gradually approaching him, even the slightest movement tore the wound, causing him to feel a blackout in front of his eyes due to the pain. He vomited a mouthful of blood and tried to run away, but it was too late. The monster had already reached him and slowly raised its arm.

Wilson closed his eyes tremblingly. He didn't have the courage to open them to see the tragedy that was about to happen to him.

But if you ask him if he regrets it, Wilson probably doesn't regret it. People can be cowardly, but they can't lose their hearts. If he were to choose again, he would still rush to save the sign without hesitation, even though this choice seems ridiculously stupid.

How could a human life be compared to a sign? But Wilson truly could not forget how Sora had truly treated him as a friend, his gentle smile completely unlike the sneers and ridicule he had endured in his original world. Sora pointed to the sign, with Wilson's home written on it, telling him that a warm home couldn't be without its own unique identity.

Even he himself felt that the home the other person was talking about was simple and rough, with no walls or roof, and it was so lonely and exposed in the wilderness.

The other party sincerely respected his wishes and did not treat his random words in front of the fire as a joke. Instead, he seriously helped him plan and plan. If there really were no memories left here, he would probably hate himself for the rest of his life.

Wilson was just about to recall his miserable life and prepare for his final end when a familiar figure stood before him. The slender Sky Sword blocked the attack, the golden hair fluttered in the air, and the cyan soul mixed with the wind kept gathering on the sword.

However, the other party suddenly stopped this action as if he thought of something, and then transformed into pure wind element. A huge wind gathered in his hands, and a wide green tornado roared away, rolling up a thin layer of snow on the ground, turning it into crystal clear ice blue.

The white one-eyed deer was swept away by the wind, and the familiar young man was none other than Sora.

"You're seriously injured. Please move aside for a moment and let me deal with this opponent."

Kong's expression was filled with solemnity and rage. He wished Barbara was by his side, at least to help him heal his wounds. He didn't want any strange creature to hurt his friend, especially this guy who was uglier than a Qiuqiu.

He took the only golden item that he had spent all his money on to get the guaranteed bonus, waved it, and rushed towards the other party.

Behind him stood a man covered in a black robe. It was the Chess Player. He squatted down very skillfully and checked Wilson's wound, as if he was born with the skill.

He had no intention of intervening rashly, even though he now possessed considerable combat power. However, he could see that the young man named Kong was fighting for the fallen man. He was not familiar with either of them, so naturally there was no need for him to intervene.

105 Stop it! Newton's coffin is about to collapse.

A moment later, the teleportation array with purple flames burning in it appeared again next to the doctor. A creature wearing a blue shirt and pink slippers, which looked like a skeleton, slowly appeared in the teleportation array.

The doctor didn't say anything but just observed silently. He had never seen this person in the chat group in his previous actions, but he soon came to a conclusion.

The other party should be the [Judge], a lonely skeleton. It was not for any other reason. Although he didn't see all the people in the group, he knew Steve and Tony. He had also seen the newcomer and the ghost. There was another one named [Traveler]. Combined with the chat records he had found in the group before, he was very sure that it should be the blond boy standing in the front. So once the options were eliminated, there were not many people left.

What's more, the other party's appearance really fits the skeleton form in his self-proclaimed name.

So he quickly walked up to the person, patted him on the shoulder, and asked calmly.

"Do you have medical skills?"

Seeing the other man's skull-like face etched with a rich, "What the hell?" expression, the doctor's expression beneath the mask remained unchanged. After all, he had seen so many things that had completely changed his worldview that even his naturally calm nature had fallen into a state of composure. The doctor simply pointed at the fallen Wilson and repeated his words.

"Uh, man, I'm sorry."

Shan Si spread his hands, showing a helpless attitude.

"It's too difficult for a skeleton to treat a human being. After all, we don't have muscles or internal organs."

He complained to the other party in a self-deprecating manner. By the way, the intense movement over there also attracted his attention. He asked the other party tentatively with some uncertainty.

"Hey, man, don't you need to help over there?"

The doctor took a look and explained to the other party very patiently.

"No, the Traveler is settling a grudge. He seems to be able to resolve this problem. I don't think it's a good idea to rashly interfere in someone else's battle for something they hold dear."

He thought the other party would say a few more words because his explanation was a bit vague. After all, any problem concerning emotions or feelings contained complex things that could not be explained in a few words. However, the other party did not pursue it and instead breathed a sigh of relief.

"So, we can actually slack off for once, right? That's great."

Shans leaned against the stone very simply. If the stone had a little slope, he would have crossed his legs.

With the support and help of the doctor, the fallen Wilson barely stood up and regained some consciousness. He tremblingly took out some roasted berries from his backpack and swallowed them without caring whether they tasted good or not.

Then, under the doctor's surprised eyes, he showed an extremely magical scene, and his originally bloodless face gradually regained some vitality.

The last two to arrive were Tony Stark and Ghost. A certain cell, perhaps having learned from the previous experience, temporarily didn't want to come over and was now crawling around in the sewer.

Tony Stark asked the same question about the scene in front of him, and faced with the same explanation, his face shrouded in armor showed a knowing smile, and then he sat down with peace of mind to watch the fun.

Then he stared at Wilson's movements in a trance.

He found that except for him, everyone seemed to have the ability to take things out from an unknown space. Or was it that this type of space technology was popular in most parts of the world, but it was not popular in his world because he had not invented it yet?

Tony Stark fell into deep doubt.

The ghost saw that they were all sitting there watching the fun. Although he didn't quite understand, he still moved out a chair and sat on it, chewing potato chips. Pure and Green, who were inseparable, stood behind the chair in a proper manner, while the other sat next to the ghost with peace of mind.

Under the pure gaze, Green took the potato chips from his father without changing his expression and bit them with a crunching sound.

Compared to the leisurely group behind, Kong still felt a little pressure. Looking at the white one-eyed deer in front of him that almost had a snowflake symbol on its head, he began to miss Amber and Diluk again. After all, the wind element was not good at attacking. To fight against this guy who was obviously an ice element, he had to let the fire element come to deal an effective blow.

The giant deer began to move again. The dense ice spikes suddenly protruded from the bare, windswept ground as its arms swung, looking particularly conspicuous.

Kong, who had been on edge, immediately rolled over and narrowly avoided the opponent's attack.

But the attack was too fast, and scratches were inevitable. The scattered blood stained the messy snow, looking particularly conspicuous.

Kong swallowed the whole piece of fragrant roast chicken without any panic. He took it out from nowhere and ate it up in an instant at a speed that was almost invisible.

Tony Stark looked at this scene and suddenly remembered the roast chicken that could heal wounds, which he still had not figured out. He decided to put aside the most basic knowledge of mechanics, biology and medicine.

No matter how long a piece of food has been kept in a laboratory, it will still be as clean as new. As long as you don't destroy it, it will always be intact. There is no way to explain this with common sense!

Tony Stark appeared calm on the surface, but deep down he had already complained and roared countless times. Never mind, he had seen enough things that violated world science in Steve's world before. Newton was dead anyway, his coffin was nailed shut, and he could never climb out again.

The slender sword made a beautiful sword flower in Kong's hand, and the originally snow-white fur of the opponent was stained red by the wounds that melted away, but those were only superficial wounds, and the effect was only to completely infuriate the opponent.

Kong gritted his teeth and used the move that the knight had taught him before. He had tried it before and it was extremely powerful. The only side effect was that he felt a little dizzy, but he couldn't care less now.

The green wind blew up white snowflakes, and he spun madly, pushing the giant deer back step by step. Large handfuls of blood spurted out from the broken wounds, and the high-pitched screams pushed the frenzied beast to even greater extremes.

The opponent's eyes went red with anger, and he didn't care about the spinning sharp blade, which would cut off the skin and bones with a touch. The huge palm slapped down, and the sound of bones breaking was close to the ears. The blood, bone marrow, hair, and muscles were almost all mixed into a pool of paste. But Kong also suffered a price. He was knocked away from the sky. When he landed, he turned dizzy for a few times and fell to the ground, vomiting all over the place.

After this counterattack, the opponent fell to the ground and died.

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