Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He let go of his hand somewhat dejectedly, left the few people behind him, and walked to his office.

Peter poked his head over, remembering the warden's instructions, and put a hood on his head.Stark couldn't help rolling his eyes, and pushed the boy back into the room with an expression of unbearable stare: "Wash your headgear, Spider-Man."

Zhang Dianyu closed the green employee door behind him.

Stark who rushed over took a deep breath and said outside the door: "I know."

Zhang Dianyu became even more angry.

Why does everyone think that his mental illness can be regarded as a secret that is not a secret?Besides, he didn't!

The boy in a small brown-gray suit and a red bow tie sat on the sofa properly and looked at him seriously: "You don't look very good."

Zhang Dianyu stared at the boy's face silently.If possible, he now wants to press the bill to the pot of cacti that grows unusually lush next to him.

"Is it because of what I told Stark?" the bill asked again.

"Do you call this the truth?" Zhang Dianyu was angry with smoke from his head.

The sound outside the door stopped.

But Zhang Dianyu can see from the map that the person has not left.

"This is all the truth within the scope of disclosure." The bill did not understand why he was angry. "Don't you want me to tell him?"

Zhang Dianyu took a deep breath: "You know he is outside now, can he hear you?"

The bill nodded: "So this is the truth that can be revealed."

"Oh, yes." Stark said nonchalantly outside the door, "I just found out that I'm here."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

One of these two people pretended to be stupid, the other was so stupid, they might want to piss him off.

"Come in." Zhang Dianyu said.

"What?" Stark was surprised outside the door. "I thought you locked the door."

"Have you lost the ability to use your upper limbs to test objects?" Zhang Dianyu said coldly, "That is an evolutionary gift...I am mentally ill."

He felt a little suffocated.

The bill on the sofa shook his head slowly and solemnly.

Zhang Dianyu: "..." Can't you even say that he and the bill are not serious humans!

The door handle turned slightly, and the green employee door was pushed open.Stark's expression standing outside was a bit complicated: "Yes, Mr. Warden, I already know-but I think things are still going to turn around." Zhang Dianyu returned to his sofa chair expressionlessly, to anyone The words were indifferent.

"As far as the situation is right, the prison is not terrible." Stark paused, "except for the financial situation."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Which pot is really not open and which pot.

"If you don't want to leave the prison, maybe you can have Hannibal Lecter talk to you under supervision..."

Before Stark finished speaking, Zhang Dianyu interrupted him: "Are you okay?"

Stark: "?"

"Do you know what the end of those who have'talked' with the ogres?" Zhang Dianyu replied irritably.

Stark coughed: "But he is free."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Oops, even a little move-if it weren't for him to be mentally ill at all.

If it hadn't been for the knowledge that Stark didn't have any way to provide subsidies to the prison, he would definitely roll his eyes in his heart as before and complain that the richest man in New York was so stingy.

But it's not him who stings, it's the world-this is really true.

Zhang Dianyu ruthlessly rejected Stark's proposal: "No, I'm not sick."

A voice of approval came from the sofa."Yes, he is not sick." The bill said solemnly.

Stark stopped talking and shrugged: "Then... treat this as a parent-child activity? Mr. Warden, you and this kid whose name cannot be revealed to me, who is said to be my biological son, Can we chat with a psychologist together and talk about my confusion and confusion?"

From the long list of prefixes Stark described the bill, Zhang Dianyu experienced the powerlessness of empathy.

But he will never let it go.

"I refuse." Zhang Dianyu said, "You can leave." He thought for a while, and added, "Take him away by the way."

Hearing that Stark intends to take the bill to do paternity testing and psychological counseling, he feels great.

Even if he can get rid of the artificial mental retardation bill that angered him for a few days, he would be happy.

Stark thinks that this matter may need to be slowly convinced the warden, but at least he agreed to let him take the boy away-the child seems to be young, although he has the stubbornness of an adult, it may be a good breakthrough .

No matter how Stark looked, he felt that this could not be his own illegitimate child.

But whether this child is or not, he seems to need some help-although he is not a psychologist, a child who refuses to reveal his name is definitely not right?

Of course, by the way, you can also check whether the child's DNA is recorded in the population database to find out his true identity.

The dead old warden cast a cloud of doubt on the whole thing.For some reason, Stark looked at the child as if he had seen Mr. Warden when he was a child, wondering if he had also experienced this period.

He frowned slightly and said goodbye.

"I will pick him up from prison tomorrow morning." Stark turned to the boy on the sofa. "I have a good idea-maybe you will be willing to tell me your name until tomorrow morning."

The bill answered without hesitation: "Impossible."

Stark: "..."

He thought most of the children were very hospitable, but he didn't expect there to be exceptions.

After Stark left, Zhang Dianyu opened the map and carefully observed the people around him.Dr. Banner was sending Stark away. The two seemed to have something to talk about, and all kinds of bubbles popped up on their heads, most of which were a question mark.

Not to mention them, Zhang Dianyu also has many question marks, but he is used to it.

Peter put on the Spiderman uniform.Taking advantage of the free time, when the prisoners were not involved in hard labor and were crowded in the courtyard, they went to the laundry room to prepare to wash their uniforms.

In order to allow him to come out and do his own thing when the prisoners' movement is restricted, Zhang Dianyu specially arranged different free time for the prisoners in the blue prison uniform.

That's why Spiderman can sneak into the laundry room at this time.

Zhang Dianyu frowned, feeling that it was not the way to go for a long time.Although most Super British people like night activities-but that is because criminals like to do things at night.

All of them are in jail, so they eat, sleep, and work a lot. By the way, they adjust their healthy routine.

He watched the Spider-Man on the map stuff the red and blue uniform into the washing machine, and an idea slowly emerged.

But it will take time to achieve-it depends on whether the things the bill says are reliable.

Zhang Dianyu glanced at the bill on the sofa, and suddenly smiled kindly.

The boy stared at him, unaware of the meaning behind it.

"That's it," Zhang Dianyu thought slightly, "As for my second role, is there a way to make him... look a little more normal?"

Bill blinked, not understanding the meaning of his words: "They are very normal."

Zhang Dianyu took a deep breath and warned himself that the person in front of him was mentally retarded, so don't be angry with him.

"Don't you think that their movements are very mechanical, and it is easy to reveal the identity of the substitute when talking with people?" Zhang Dianyu finished speaking, and thought about adding: "You don't need to think about it. ."

"I can't intervene about you—"

Zhang Dianyu interrupted the bill: "Resolve it to me!"

Bill placed his hands on his knees properly, staring at Zhang Dianyu with dark blue eyes, and did not speak for a while.

Zhang Dianyu stood with arms folded, without any intention of giving way.

"I can help you choose a new character." The bill said hesitantly. "The skills of this character are activated when they are first used. Her skills are related to'control', not only the control of prisoners and prisons, but also There is a temporary operation for another interface."

Zhang Dianyu smiled, and he knew that the bill must have a way.

"Is this one of the people originally used to replace me?"

Bill nodded: "Yes, she controls the prisoners very well, and the results of each test are better than you."

Zhang Dianyu: "?"

He decided not to ask, the bill would make him feel uncomfortable as soon as he opened his mouth.

But he noticed a new problem.

"Wait, she?"

The bill nodded: "Your character is a female human interface. It has special strengths and weaknesses and is very worthy of development—"

"Are you teasing me?" Zhang Dianyu felt unbelievable. "That is to say, if I switch between my'main interface' and a new character, I will be a boy or a girl?"

"To be precise," the bill agreed, "As a human sample, you have no sex—"

Zhang Dianyu finally brought up the bill with a small bow tie.

"You are very angry," Bill's short legs hung in the air, but the eyebrows on his little face were twisted. "I don't understand why."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He threw the bill back on the sofa, scratched his hair, and finally decided to give up communication, and let go of this little thing: "Forget it. Then, where is this character? Find her and give it to me."

"She is in the application column of the acting warden." The bill replied, "Originally she shouldn't have appeared so soon, but because of your request, I temporarily used an agreement with the world and can fine-tune the order of the roles. To set her as the next active character."

Zhang Dianyu opened the game panel and saw the option of acting warden in the staff column. After opening, he saw a row of avatars, but except for the first one, the following were all gray.

This is a woman with long black hair and blue eyes. The corners of the mouth in the photo reveal cold lines, which looks very ugly.

"So, can I just choose to let her come for the interview?" Zhang Dianyu asked.

The bill shook his head: "You forgot the most critical step-only when the main interface is in danger and cannot respond to the situation in a sober state, will the second role be activated."

Zhang Dianyu was dumbfounded, his head was shocked.

"and so……"

The boy on the sofa had just been picked up by him and thrown back. His black hair looked a little messy, but his expression was still serious.

"So you have to endure life-threatening."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

"Should I find someone to kill me?" He thought for a while, "During the chat today, Magneto seemed to have this tendency, or I would find him to try?"

The bill blinked at him: "If the warden is attacked in a prison, the sentence will be increased according to the severity of the situation, and most prisoners will not choose to agree."

Zhang Dianyu didn't agree very much. He activated Sykestone for the first time because he was "killed" by a prisoner.

But to put it another way, if he ran over to Magneto and said "Can you kill me", he would probably not agree with him, and he would even throw a contemptuous look at him, thinking he had some conspiracy.

Zhang Dianyu was lost in thought.

Early the next morning, Stark, who was neatly dressed, stood in front of the green employee door, raised his right hand to knock on the door, and heard the sound of dialogue inside.

"Did you think about it?"

It was the boy's pretending serious voice as always.

"Just cut your wrists."

He heard the warden answer.