Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

Zhang Dianyu slowly raised a question mark—if it wasn't for Stark or the creditor's sake, he would definitely turn his face on the spot.

But he glanced at the total prison assets above the game panel and fell silent.

Although Stark said happily, instead of throwing Mr. Fergus' body aside, he sat down against the wall and waited for the guards to transport the body to the morgue.

Zhang Dianyu glanced at this hard-mouthed moustache, remembering that he broke the wall the last time, and he was considered a prison escape-suddenly there was a burst of joy in his heart, and he couldn't help but blurt out: "Mr. Stark, you are still a fugitive now. ?"

Stark glared over—does it sound like a human?

"The Department of Justice has cancelled all the warrants for my arrest," Stark said with his arms folded. "What do you think I have to go to the circular conference hall several times recently?"

"To defend your escape from prison?" Zhang Dianyu said casually, turning over the to-do list on the game panel, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the task completion degree had indeed moved.

*Prison rating reaches 2 points

* Recover escaped prisoners and hand them over to law enforcement 2/5

According to Stark, he himself moves freely outside the prison, but it can be considered that he has had several exchanges with the Ministry of Justice, and then took the initiative to return to the prison-rounding is considered to have completed the task.

Stark looked even more angry. "Aren't you watching TV, Mr. Warden?"

Zhang Dianyu thought for a while, he really didn't.

Seeing his expression, Stark clearly doubled his anger: "Then you must be ignorant of the current "Super Human Registration Act"?"

Zhang Dianyu slowly raised his head, restraining the expression on his face, so as not to make his reaction seem unusual-it seems that the bill was out of the ordinary during this period, and he also declared that he was busy. It is probably because of this?

"Yes." A voice appeared in his mind sternly.

"It's ridiculous," Zhang Dianyu said involuntarily. "Can you imagine that General Ross and the idiots in the third-rate small offices under the inactive government departments would point fingers at these people?"

The bill seemed to be unable to answer for a moment, and then the boy's voice suddenly became indifferent: "I am your father, there is no room for you to refute this matter."

"?" Zhang Dianyu: "You say it again?"

"Say what?"

There was a voice beside him, but it was from an adult man, not from the pretending boy voice of the bill.

Zhang Dianyu met Stark's gaze, the other party seemed a little surprised, and he didn't know when his anger would dissipate.

Only then did he realize that his conversation with the bill was accidentally spoken by him.

"It's nothing," Zhang Dianyu said blankly, "My'father' was talking bullshit to me in my head."

Anyway, he has discovered that as long as it involves this outrageous reality, no one will believe what he said.

"I understand..." Stark replied.

Zhang Dianyu: "?"

"You mean Mr. Fergus?" Stark looked at him with a hint of sympathy in his eyes.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Stark paused, then bent down again to support Mr. Fergus' corpse, and walked to the morgue nearby.Zhang Dianyu followed behind him in silence, feeling that it was not right for things to develop like this.

"Is Peter back?" But when he opened his mouth, it was these words.

He remembered that the last thing he promised Peter was something to tell him.If Mr. Fergus' death would become a burden for Peter, it would be too heavy for the boy.

Peter has always been an ardent child, and no one can tell that he is still carrying the death of his uncle Ben.Of course, Zhang Dianyu, who knew this, couldn't bear to add a psychological burden to him.

Stark slowly turned around and looked at Zhang Dianyu for a moment: "You know?"

"What do I know... Are you talking about Peter's identity?" Zhang Dianyu reacted, "Peter never told you?"

Stark looked a little annoyed.

"I thought that after Batman knew about it... it meant that you all knew it." Zhang Dianyu recalled the day when Peter "falling off the horse", that is, the day when he first "death", when Batman took it with him. The doctor came first.Unfortunately, after the injection, he woke up to find that he was a prisoner.

Stark looked even more annoyed: "Do you think Batman will share information with me?" He compared the height with his hand above his head. "Assuming this is the information Batman holds," he put his hand directly on The height of the waist made a gesture, "This is the part he will share with Zhenglian," and then he raised his leg and compared it at the calf, "This is what he will share with other Super British organizations," and finally he put his foot down Crushed on the ground: "Did you see it, he will share it with me."

Zhang Dianyu is silent, who knows that four of you super-British circles can build eight groups.

But Stark today seems to have revealed too much information, which is a bit strange.

Zhang Dianyu glanced at him, as if he wanted to find a clue, but the other party had already pulled down his visor-judging from his self-talking voice, he was browsing the transmitted information.

"The finishing touch is almost over-Peter and Hulk are on their way back. Yes, Hulk, I think this is very bad... Wait," Stark said suddenly, "I'm at the bottom. I found a message...sent to me."

Zhang Dianyu: "?"

This pause is very spiritual, as if saying "I have a secret and I won't tell you."

Stark opened his visor, looking a little embarrassed.

"Can I... just stroll around here?"

Zhang Dianyu: "..." It sounds like a prison is a vegetable market.He glanced back at several charred buildings, and sighed slightly, "Please do it yourself."

Anyway, what Stark wanted to do would be displayed on the map, and he was not interested in following.

As for whether or not to spy on each other's secrets—just kidding, of course.

No matter what these Premier Leagues plan to do, he will have a panoramic view anyway, this is his prison.

After Stark hurriedly left, Zhang Dianyu reopened the map and put it aside, and walked to the engineering team that was rebuilding bricks next to the weapon arsenal.

He watched the workers wearing yellow helmets laying bricks next to him at an extremely fast speed and in a way that violated common sense, and suddenly realized where his skills came from.

On the surface, he seems to have upgraded a lot, and entities can be built outside the prison-but isn't this actually an upgraded version of the workers?

Zhang Dianyu was a little confused, not sure whether this was an upgrade or a downgrade.

But this is not a big problem, at least in the future, he can be said to be sure to chase the escaped prisoner-as long as the other party does not like to do things together like a Hydra.

On the map, Pixel Stark hurriedly walked to the mental ward after going around, and stopped a paramedic by the way.

Zhang Dianyu looked at Strange sitting in the cushioned confinement room where Joyce's guard was being held, and suddenly understood the reason.

It turned out that from the beginning to the end of the incident, the Supreme Master had been locked in the confinement room with his treatment target, and no one was able to open the door for him.

You know, Joyce’s confinement room has not had time to install the toilet. Although most of the confinement rooms have been "upgraded" for the use of skills, the cushioned confinement room with mental illness is for the less intelligent workers. Something is difficult, Zhang Dianyu intends to change into Mr. Fergus' body to personally help.After all, although the death rate of pixel workers is not high, it occasionally suffers losses.Like the pixel guards, they are dead one and one less.But since the bill claims that they were all created by him, there may be other ways that he can try if there is a chance.

All in all, the Supreme Master just sat in the confinement room for several hours, with a pair of nerve-damaged hands, in a confinement room without a toilet, sitting opposite a manic, mentally ill widowed man-still survive Up.

Zhang Dianyu couldn't help feeling a trace of admiration.

The Joyce guard on the map is wearing a restraint suit, leaning against the wall like a mummy.This is mainly because the confinement room only has an area of ​​1x1, and the bed must not be put in. It is impossible to sit down in the restraint clothes, so it can only be placed diagonally.

But surprisingly, his current mental status bar seems to have dropped from orange to yellow, which means that his situation has improved.

Zhang Dianyu was a little curious about what happened in these unknown hours.