[Zhongyingmei] I'm the villain boss, okay?

For a moment, the eyes of the three were all on Patrick.

"Mr. Charles, you can read my thoughts, but I can't. When will that person arrive?" Patrick leaned against the far wall and said inexplicably.

"Now."

With a loud "grunt", the still "boiled egg" began to tumbling violently as if it had been thrown into boiling water.The silky pure white inner wall fluctuated and sank in, as if something huge was poking the "egg".

Then......

"Pfft."

Broken egg.

"what happened?!"

"Molly Giobiani" was blinded by the sunlight, and looked at the huge hole above his head expressionlessly. After staring for a while, he suddenly turned his head to look at the half-kneeling man beside him. .

"Number 6, you betrayed me."

"You, trying to deceive me? Overthinking yourself!"

The hem of the man wearing the helmet fluttered, slowly descending from the top into mid-air, looking coldly at the woman in front of him, the sharp hem of the robe and the scattered debris intertwined to form an extremely impactful scene.

Stark: ...It's still a familiar smell, and it's still a familiar scene.

"Number 6." The woman ignored Eric, and just stared at the subordinate who was always hanging his head at his feet.

Suddenly, the Kree hugged the woman's ankles: "Master! Why does the master want to live in this humble human body on earth? No. 6 is willing to return to Planet Hala with you and the experimental subject to continue the great cause!"

"Sojourner?!" The woman kicked the prostrate man away, and her voice suddenly became sharp without any waves, "This is my body! After analyzing the data of the experimental product, all my abilities will return to me. body! At that time, the gods will come into the world! Even the stupid and cold Cree will abandon that waste-like machine and return to the embrace of the gods!"

"...What do you mean by 'power back' to me?" Stark frowned, looking at the black-haired man in the wheelchair.

"She occupies Mrs. Clive—a human body, and that cannot bear her almost endless knowledge and ambition." Charles' eyes were a little slack, and he didn't know whether he was looking at her or something else .

"The ones just now are all Kree's ability and some cover-ups. She probably doesn't have much ability now, at least far less than the former abandoner."

"A god descended into the world? Master, you are already a god!" Kree raised his head, looking at his paranoid master with red eyes, "Gods don't need the bodies of people on earth! Why do you want it so much? Even overturned all our plans, why?!"

"No, no, no..." The woman had already regained her composure, her face was stiff and unwavering, "This is our great cause, have you forgotten?" Take back the Kree rule and create an ideal society not determined by birth'... yes, this is our plan, you are confused by Charles."

"Okay, I was confused." Kree slightly raised the corners of his mouth, smiled mockingly, stretched out his hand, and pointed to a corner of the room, "If that's the case, why can't you kill him?" ! Why spare his life and bring him back to our home!"

Patrick was still leaning against the wall, his face paler than the spaceship.

"...What?" Stark looked at Charles in disbelief. "What does this mean? I don't get it wrong—the ghost in this woman's body is having an affair with Patrick?"

"You, stupid woman." Eric, who had not received attention for a long time, interrupted the conversation between the two domineeringly, "Hand over the child, and I may still leave a whole body for your spaceship."

Charles, who was expecting the dispute between the two to bring a turn for the better: ...No one knows how much I wish my ability could penetrate that damn helmet and make him shut up.

"Wait, No. 6, I almost forgot, there are still some 'enemies' here." The woman slowly turned her head, looking at Eric floating in mid-air with a blank expression, "This earthling is constantly Threatening your master with your own strength, shouldn't you kill him first?"

However, the man still kneeling on the ground did not move.

"What on earth do you want to do?" A trace of anger finally appeared on the woman's face.

"boom!"

Eric waved his arm lightly, and the shattered pieces of silver-white metal rushed straight towards the barrier.Just when Stark was about to tell him "it's useless", he was shocked to find that the water-like barrier had cracked a tiny hole.

"It's now!"

Stark raised his arm reflexively, and the magnetic cannons with huge energy slammed into the gap one by one.The transparent cover, which was as soft as the surface of water before, seemed to have frozen into an ice cube in an instant, and it cracked fragilely under the violent impact.

"Master, give up this body and become the real you again! With your ability, it's no problem to deal with their trivial skills!"

"you!"

The "abandoner" who was only one step away from success, seeing this subordinate who didn't understand anything and tried to force him stupidly and despicably, his chest was filled with violence and anger.

"Master," amid the deafening sound of gunfire, Kree was still trying to persuade his lost master, "Master, I have not forgotten our great cause, and I will never forget... But, our great cause I don’t need this innocent woman, let alone that innocent child. Please leave her and return to the Hara planet with me and the experimental subject Sophia. After the experiment is successfully completed, I will send the child back to Earth, and we will go together again. Wouldn't it be nice to overthrow the cruel rule of supreme wisdom and return justice to the master?"

"What do you know, idiot?!" The "abandoned" who was dazzled by anger couldn't hear a word, "How is it possible to give up this hard-won body?! You know what I used to be like—— There is no entity, I can only shuttle through the endless data, frantically avoiding the investigation of the supreme intelligence. Now I can touch that woman's skin, can speak, and can truly live in this world, you stupid and ignorant Experimental product, what do you know?!"

"...Is it really for these?" The Kree looked at her self-deprecatingly, "I created a temporary body for you that perfectly simulates the Kree, why don't you use her? The Kree also has The sense of touch, being able to speak, is countless times stronger than the weak and incompetent earthlings. But why do you only want to live in the body of the earthlings? It’s just this earthlings!”

"Idiot! You don't understand anything!" she was still snarling angrily repeatedly. "Idiot! Idiot! You ruined all my plans!"

"I don't understand? How can I not understand..." He whispered, "Everyone, even Charles, they say that the master is just a heartless and cold machine that is indistinguishable from the Supreme Intelligence. But I know, the master is not... the master is not like this... just like now, the master just fell in love with a person from the earth."

While the Kree was waiting for the impending curse and reprimand, the woman in front of him unexpectedly fell into a calm state.

He raised his head and saw that his master was looking thoughtfully at Patrick Clive on the other side of the spaceship, as if he suddenly remembered something.

At that moment, an unreasonable panic suddenly rose in Kree's heart.

"Patrick Clive, start the ship! You have permission to use it."

Leaning against the wall of the spaceship, the red-haired man with an inexplicable expression seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then raised his head and looked at the body of the woman... whom he had been thinking about day and night.

After a long time, he responded softly: "...I have the authority of the spaceship? But why don't you start the spaceship yourself?"

"You don't need to know!" The supposedly bright and cheerful facial features were tinged with a sinister twist, "Don't worry about this traitor, start the spaceship first! When I return to Hala, I will naturally promise you everything I promised !"

Patrick stood there quietly for a while, then turned around slowly, stretched out his thin five fingers, and pressed deeply on the pure white wall.

Magneto King Eric, who was still struggling to smash the protective cover, looked at the three people immersed in their own world with twitching foreheads: ...You guys, do you hear me, stop talking, I'm about to break into the world went in.

However......

"Remove the barrier."

Patrick said softly.

The shells ejected from Iron Man's armor easily passed through the air, and hit the milky white ground not far away, making a sharp friction sound.

"What?!" the Forsaken screamed in disbelief.

Patrick frowned, he didn't want his wife's voice to become so harsh.

"Mr. Charles." He looked at the man in the wheelchair.

"Eric, don't hurt Mrs. Clive."

"Trouble!" Eric walked through the barrier impatiently and strode towards the spaceship.

"Why?! Why are you?!" The woman stared at the red-haired man with his head bowed and playing with his fingers, but the distorted face overflowed with incongruous, childish confusion and confusion.

"Master!" Apparently, Kree didn't expect the situation before him, and tried to restart the spacecraft system in a panic, but only saw the words "Insufficient authority" written in red.

Sharp metal shards were almost at his feet, but the Kree suddenly fell into an eerie calm.

How ironic, for Patrick, the master abandoned their plan and snatched the body of an ordinary earthling, causing him to be incapacitated for a short time and unable to control the spaceship; In order to regain the ability, the master had to be separated from the body that did not belong to her, and returned to the Hara planet with him; the master refused, trying to make Patrick start the spaceship; and Patrick, who did not know that he had control over the spaceship, directly He defected and completely shut down all attack measures; what's even more ironic is that his control authority over the spaceship is not as good as that of an earthling who has only known the owner for a few months.

Now, there is only an uncontrollable spacecraft and a master who has lost all abilities but is still stubbornly refusing to give up.

There is also a helpless him.

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