[Zhongyingmei] I use the card to save the world

Tony closed the computer calmly, "It was just an accident, I didn't study this."

"Then what have you been doing, Tony?" Ian put the milk in his hand on the table and pushed it in Tony's direction, "No, here's some hot milk for you."

"Children only drink milk." Tony looked at the glass of steaming milk with disgust. Does he look like someone who likes to drink milk?

"I've been researching new synthetic materials for the past two days. If I succeed, I can increase the strength of my battle armor to another level." Tony responded to Ian's question just now, and at the same time pushed the milk aside without a trace .

It's not like he's lying, he does have the intention of researching this new material, but he hasn't done it yet.

"Oh, then you should be busy." Ian nodded, and at the same time looked at Tony warningly, "Drink the milk, don't try to pour it out when I'm not paying attention!"

"Okay, okay." Tony frowned and drank the milk like poison, "I still think coffee is more suitable..."

Before he finished speaking, he fell straight backwards, and Ian, who had been prepared, supported Tony's body to prevent him from really having an intimate contact with the ground.

Tony was not too heavy. Ian helped him to the chair and finished, then turned his head and shouted to the door: "It's done, come in!"

Natasha and Clinton, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time, wanted to come in when they heard the movement inside the house, but they didn't move until Ian spoke.

"He hasn't slept for a few days?" Clinton picked up Tony on the chair, trying to transfer him to the bed.

Tony's blue and black eye circles are too conspicuous, which is extremely eye-catching.

"I think he probably hasn't touched the pillow in the past few days, otherwise he wouldn't be overwhelmed by such a little sleeping pill." Natasha said.

That's right, the glass of "milk" brought by Ian was actually a trick of the three of them, and the main purpose was to let Tony, a workaholic, take a break.

Ian, the first offender, looked at the two experienced seniors, and asked worriedly, "Natasha, Tony won't be angry if we do this?"

"It's okay, this is not the first time." The experienced Clinton said to Ian, and there seemed to be a hint of hidden pride in his tone.

"However, this kind of thing is usually done by the captain, and Natasha and I have done it many times, which has led to Tony generally not eating the food we prepared under such circumstances."

"Fortunately, there is you, the illusionist. Tony must have never thought that you would learn this trick with us."

As Clinton said, Tony really didn't expect Ian to give him such a trick, and he fell into the trap prepared by the three without any defense.

But they didn't put anything in the milk. At most, they just put a sleep aid drug. I didn't expect Tony's reaction to be so strong that Ian almost thought that he had put some powerful drug in the milk by mistake.

"Okay, let's wait for him to have a good rest, and ask him specifically when he wakes up." Clinton moved Tony to a somewhat empty spare room. The room was relatively empty, with only a few pieces of furniture, but it was only used It's enough for sleeping.

After Tony was settled, they continued to work on their own affairs. Natasha went shopping as planned, Clinton went home to take care of the children, and Ian was the only one sitting on the sofa with nothing to do.

"So now I'm the only one with nothing to do?!" Ian, who had been sitting on the sofa for a while, suddenly realized that she was the only one left on the top floor of the Fulian Building. Those who are asleep do not count.

Ian glanced at the training room, do you want to practice your skills again?She has mastered a new method of using skills during the practice with Natasha.

After her control power was greatly improved, she felt that she seemed to be able to transform energy into tiny filaments. This energy filament was like a part of her body, allowing her to control her abilities more finely.

[Congratulations, that's not an energy thread, it's a physical form transformed by your own mental power after a substantial increase]

The system suddenly said, and Ian was a little confused by the news.

"The materialization of mental power? Isn't this stuff from novels? It really exists in reality?" Ian looked ignorant, completely forgetting the fact that his various skills were actually even more outrageous.

[It does exist, but your mental power is still too weak, and this kind of mental thread is useless. At most, it can make you resist some mental attacks and have a clearer perception of your surroundings.]

"That doesn't seem to be very strong." Ian's excited expression suddenly calmed down under the system's supplement.

"I thought it was the kind that could attach mental power to other objects and then control it." Ian muttered softly.

Then, her expression brightened, and she got an inspiration from the sentence she just said casually.

"System!" Ian sat up straight suddenly, and said, "Are these spiritual threads part of my body?"

【Your spirit is of course part of your body】

The tone of the system seems to be saying that you can ask such a stupid question.

But after seeing Ian's expression, it became a little curious.

【Why do you ask this? 】

"You'll know right away." Ian jumped off the sofa and couldn't wait to run into the training room, wanting to experiment with the method of using the skill he just thought of.

The training room was specially built for Ian's [Amidst Dirty Sorrow] skills. To ensure Ian's safety, there were only cushions in the training room, nothing else.

For this reason, Ian specially moved several small benches outside into the training room, and arranged the benches in a row in ascending order of size and weight.

After the preparations were done, Ian tried to release his mental thread, controlled the thread of nothingness to gently put it on the lightest bench, and then activated [Dirty Sorrow]

Under Ian's expectant eyes, the bench slowly rose and floated in the air.

really!Her vision is no problem!

[Amidst Dirty Sorrow] can only control the objects she touches, and the system says that the spirit is also a part of the body, which means that as long as she puts the spirit thread on the object she wants to control, she can control it from a distance. that object.

Ian, who had succeeded in the experiment, directly separated several spiritual threads, put them on the five benches in front of him, and controlled the benches to fly towards the wall.

The bench collided with the wall, making a heavy impact, and then rolled to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Ian showed a proud expression, "From today onwards, I will be a real scene person, and when the time comes, I will just throw a car out and see what to do with those contained objects!"

Ian, immersed in the joy of success, has forgotten that those contained objects are not simple people who can be killed by a car.

And at this moment, the system delivered a fatal blow.

[Scene person? 】

[In other scenes, people control a football field, an entire bridge, and a building at will]

【You only control these five wooden benches?Oh, no, there are four wooden benches and one plastic one:)]

"To shut up!"

After contacting the control method several times, Ian left the training room. It was already dusk, and the clouds outside the window were dyed a rich orange-red by the setting sun.

Ian walked into the hall and found a small box on the empty coffee table, with a card beside the box.

[I didn’t call you when I saw you were training, and there is a necklace I prepared for you in the box—nat]

Seeing this note, Ian remembered that Natasha had indeed said that she would make a necklace for her. At that time, she was surprised that Natasha could do this kind of manual work, but she did not expect that the necklace was already ready. up.

Ian picked up the box on the table, opened it and took a look. Inside the box was a necklace decorated with fine blue gemstones. The workmanship was simple, but it was indeed finely polished.

"Natasha really!!! I love her ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh therefore! It's from Quanatasha.

The dim sunlight outside the window shone on the gemstone hanging from the necklace. For some reason, the more Ian looked at it, the more familiar the color of the gemstone was.

She is not particularly interested in jewelry or anything like that, logically speaking, she shouldn't have such a feeling.

Where does it look familiar... Ian frowned and thought for a long time. Seeing his host's appearance, the system finally couldn't help but speak.

[Host, take a look in your own space, and you will know why you look familiar]

Hearing the system's words, Ian subconsciously followed suit, and the space was full of miscellaneous objects she put in.

There are nail clippers as small as nail clippers, and there is even a chicken in the corner.

Repeat Chicken! ! !Ian instantly recalled where this weird sense of familiarity came from!

It was the bracelet that Bruce had given her hanging around the chicken's neck. Ian reached out and took the bracelet off the repeating chicken's neck.

And the repeating chicken is still reading those words conscientiously.

Ian put the bracelet and necklace together, so that the comparison highlighted the similarity of the gemstones above.

It's not that the cutting process is so similar, the main reason is that the color and texture of the gemstones are too similar, as if they were cut from the same gemstone.

"What am I thinking about? How could the gemstone on the necklace made by Natasha be the same as this one? That's too coincidental." Ian muttered a few words in a low voice, then threw the bracelet away After entering the space, it hung on the repeating chicken's neck accurately.

Ian put away the necklace, and when he was about to go back to his room, he suddenly realized that his mobile phone seemed to be no longer in his pocket.

"Strange, where did I put it?" Ian couldn't find it after searching for a long time, frowning and recalling what he did today.

The training room and the hall have been searched, but there is nothing inside, so only Tony's laboratory is left.

Ian turned and looked in the direction of the laboratory. When she served Tony the milk, she seemed to have put her phone on the table.

Forget it, go and see it.Ian rubbed his head and decided to take a look in the laboratory.

The author has something to say: the following is a side story ~ nothing to do with the main text

(ps: I originally wrote Ian’s side story, but when I finished writing it, I found that there were a lot of spoilers, so I had no choice but to start a new one)

(The timeline is probably after the containment of scp-173, it ran out)

Ye Bei is an ordinary college student, except for the fact that he likes the SCP Foundation, he is no different from an ordinary dead house.

Today is the day when he is going to the comic exhibition. After rejecting the Qiongmei cheongsam dress that his friends repeatedly suggested and even tempted him to wear with money, he resolutely throws himself into the embrace of SCP.

That's right!His cosplayer today is a D-class personnel... the scp-173 behind him.

The one with the 096 photo on the face (of course, this photo is purely a soul painting imagined by Ye Cup himself)

After enduring all kinds of looks, Ye Cup finally arrived at the comic exhibition smoothly.

And he saw through the gaps in the 173 shell that he was wearing, that the netizen who had made an appointment with him to be a D-level member of the SCP Foundation actually appeared in the comic exhibition wearing a Deadpool cosplay.

Don't ask him how he knew it belonged to his netizen, the **** language alone is enough to prove his identity.

"Hey! Are you coveting brother's tits with your naked eyes! Brother is not the kind of casual person!" The man in the Deadpool cosplay in front of him made a terrified expression, and by the way he used both hands Protected his key parts.

Ye Cup has chatted with him many times on the Internet, but every time he was shocked by his shameless style, he just wanted to open his mouth to complain, but found that because his cos is completely closed, only a few For the reason of venting his anger, his voice was not very clear after it came out, so he gave up and continued to complain.

"What are you doing standing there, brother, I'll show you something interesting!" [Deadpool] made a mysterious look, "Look! This is the operation of a boss!"

He did a backflip and jumped behind a cosplay girl named Altria, backhanded out the Sword of Promised Victory in her hand, and then started running for his life, the kind that brought Ye Cup with him.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Ye Bei dared not look back, the only group behind them was the cosplaying dog.

As a result, the other cosplayers didn't know if they misunderstood something, and they all chased after him, which caused this unprecedented scene.

Someone even took a picture of this scene and posted it on D station, titled: The most embarrassing scp in history—173

The person involved didn't want to talk, and even wanted to kill [Deadpool].

Compared with Ye Bei who was extremely panicked, [Deadpool] was obviously much more relaxed, and he was even in the mood to hit a passing Spiderman on the ass with the sword of vowed victory in his hand.

Very good, there is one more person chasing them.

"No, how long are we going to run! You can run, but can you not take me with you! My cosplay suit is very thick!" Ye Cup, who was about to collapse after running, accused this unscrupulous netizen fiercely.

"Don't worry, I'll find a place for you to hide first!" [Deadpool] had an expression on his face that you feel relieved when I do things, and I don't know how he made such a vivid expression through this hood.

Before Ye Cup could react, he was stuffed into a room by Deadpool who didn't know if it was a storage room or something. The room was very small, and Ye Cup couldn't stay in hiding for a long time.

At the same time, he also reacted, no! He didn't hold Saber's sword, why did he run after him!

Ye Cup, who suddenly figured it out, didn't want to stay here anymore, so he opened the door and walked out.

Outside the door...Ye Bei felt that maybe he was so bored by this 173 cosplay that his mind was not clear. Why did he feel that he was in an abandoned factory building? ? ?

There are still a group of superheroes such as Iron Man standing in front of you? ? ?

"I must be dreaming..." Ye Bei suddenly turned his head and wanted to go back to the door, but found that there was nothing behind him, not even a shadow of the door.

"Mom Fuck..."

The opposite superhero——

"Fantasy, what did it just say?"

"I don't get it, but... who the hell put the picture of the [shy person] on its face!!!"

感谢在2020-05-2003:16:04~2020-05-2301:38:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 tea and coarse wine;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 4 bottles of fallen people against the wind;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!