Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

Banner seemed relieved after getting the answer and glanced at Stark behind him.

"Blood loss and hypoxia may have a little effect on your brain," the doctor said kindly. "Mr. Warden, do you need to lie down and rest for a while?"

The warden waited dullly for a while, then shook his head: "No need."

Banner was worried, but said nothing.

Stark slowly stretched out a hand and shook it in front of the warden with a dull look.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Does it really feel like he has become a fool from hypoxia?

"Mr. Warden, do you remember what happened just now?" Stark asked.

Zhang Dianyu, who was hiding by the side, immediately came to the spirit.Every second character has to take the blame, he has had enough-this time he has to wash from the root.

"Yes." The warden replied a few seconds faster than before.

Stark paused for a moment and took the hand shaking before his eyes: "You really... committed suicide?" He felt very unbelievable, "Why?"

Zhang Dianyu made the warden replied, "Because I don't want to help Tony Stark raise this little thing."

This Tony Stark is obviously not the one in front of him, but the Stark in another world-God knows where he is now fooling around, throwing this little artificial mental retardation into this universe.

The bill raised his face, with an expression of disapproval, and was quickly pulled away by Banner again and turned away—the hole that should have a window.

"What do you want me to see?" the bill asked Banner solemnly.

The criminals in prison uniforms outside were busy doing hard labor, and occasionally hurried past the path in front of the office, which was not a good view.

Banner: "..."

And Stark looked complicated.

After a while, he sighed: "If this boy were my child, I would..." He couldn't help scratching his hair halfway through his words, "Damn, I can't have a child."

Zhang Dianyu, who had been watching for a short time, said gleefully, "But you shouldn't say that in front of children, Mr. Stark."

Stark: "..."

"I think you should take him away, sir." Zhang Dianyu continued to add to the flames, "and Mr. Warden also needs to start work."

Of course he said so on purpose.

The effect is also immediate.

"If I'm not mistaken," Banner suddenly turned his head, "Mr. Warden needs a rest now."

"And his condition is...not very healthy." Stark lowered his hand holding his hair and stretched out to Zhang Dianyu. "Miss Rita, maybe we just had a misunderstanding, I hope it won't What impact does it have on us."

Zhang Dianyu raised his head slightly, and he could see 100% insincerity in the eyes above the other's pale red sunglasses.

He also gave a smirk: "Of course not, Mr. Stark."

"Mr. Warden, I think you should go out to relax." Stark turned to the warden who was a little sluggish next to him.The wound on the young man’s neck has faded to be almost invisible, but the remaining blood on the black hair has condensed into blood clots, and the clothes have been soaked in different shades by the jet of blood, looking like a tramp just picked up from the murder scene. .

Banner broke the silence and tentatively asked, "Mr. Warden, I think you should change your clothes too?"

Zhang Dianyu next to him: "..."

In fact, the warden should also wash the blood stains on his body, otherwise he might not be able to get out of the mental hospital.

In fact, he still has another thought-the warden is now fully healthy. As long as he wipes off the blood stains, even if Stark tells the psychiatrist that he has just committed suicide, he will only get a "so crazy Your eyes.

So when he comes back to the prison intact tomorrow, he can go out and make money.

A beautiful tomorrow is just around the corner.

But there is still today before tomorrow. First of all, Zhang Dianyu has to act according to plan.

This is really embarrassing him.He just learned how to make the warden not hug the cactus, and now he has to use the second character to take a bath?He thinks he can't.

But bite the bullet.

"I want to clean the blood." The warden thought for a while, turning to Stark and Banner.

Stark refused him almost without hesitation: "What a joke, it doesn't work to change your clothes-I won't let you leave your sight."

The warden looked at him fixedly.

"I won't take a bath with men either." Stark added.

Zhang Dianyu, who was leaning against the wall calmly next to him, was typing in the dialog box: "?"

He deleted all the text in the input box and replaced it with a simple and powerful word: "Go away."

Stark: "..."

"Don't think I don't know, you are going to push us away and commit suicide." Stark said plausibly, "I would never agree."

Zhang Dianyu racked his brains, thinking about how to fool it.

After much deliberation, I can only shake the pot.

"As long as you take this boy away, I won't commit suicide." Zhang Dianyu even found a shortcut to control the character's expression and asked the warden to pull out a stiff and strange smile, "You will take him away, right? "

He turned his head when he heard the bill, and the disapproval in his eyes became more intense.

Banner twitched the corners of his mouth, and silently broke the boy's head back.But in the end he thought for a moment, and said to the warden in front of him: "Can I take him to my room to change clothes?"

The warden nodded silently.

Banner opened the closet and saw a row of flat ironed brown-gray suits. There was another row of small suits that were almost scaled down neatly. The dust bag hangers of each suit were also covered with lovely clothes. Red bow tie.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

The bill says that his appearance is not in line with reality, but his equipment is quite well prepared.

Banner took out a small suit and took away the bill. Only Zhang Dianyu and Stark were left in the office.

Miss Rita stood by the wall with her arms folded, her face looked like a stranger, she seemed to be quite indifferent to what was happening before her, and she was too tough to listen to any suggestions.

In fact, any words spoken to her were used by Zhang Dianyu's left ear and right ear.

The warden turned his neck mechanically and looked at Stark with a bloodstained face: "How?"

"..." Stark nodded reluctantly: "I will look at you."

Zhang Dianyu made the warden refused without hesitation: "I can't take a bath with a man."

"?" Stark: "I mean outside! I will always check your situation, you must answer me."

The two reluctantly reached an agreement.

A few minutes later, the warden mechanically held a clean brown-gray suit and brand-new shirt and tie, and staggered towards the bathroom that could only be reached through the outer hall.

Stark saw the prison staring at the door frame for a long time before raising his leg and stepping in.

A few minutes later, there was a rush of water inside.

And a loud noise.

Stark took a deep breath and raised his voice: "Mr. Warden?"

Zhang Dianyu, who was busy telling the warden not to break the shower head, hurriedly opened a dialog box to enter text.

"I'm fine." The warden replied slowly.

However, in the ensuing time, loud noises continued to come out from inside, making Stark wonder if the warden wanted to commit suicide by breaking his head.

Zhang Dianyu used the highest brain speed to ensure that the warden locked the door from inside.

"Mr. Warden, are you okay?" Stark asked loudly.He turned the doorknob vigorously, twisting his eyebrows tightly.

If the warden does not answer, he may really smash the door.

Zhang Dianyu divided a part of his attention to enter the dialog box, and the warden slammed into the door again, and then replied in a calm tone: "I am fine."

Stark: "..."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He tried his best.

When he finally asked the warden to tie up his tie crookedly and push open the bathroom door, Stark, who was sitting on the sofa outside, suddenly looked up for a moment and breathed a sigh of relief.

There seemed to be a hint of surprise in his expression, as if it was normal for the warden to commit suicide inside.

Stark's gaze hovered over the warden for a moment, and finally he couldn't help pointing to his cheek: "Mr. Warden, your face seems to have been smashed blue."

Zhang Dianyu still standing in the office across a wall: "..."

He really did his best.

Stark saw Mr. Warden turn his head slowly, with no expression on his face, he just nodded slowly.

The young man's tie is not as tight as usual, and even a little messy.

Banner came back from his room with the bill for changing clothes.He glanced at the warden and Stark, who was sitting next to him on the sofa in the outer hall, and nodded: "Then you are going to leave?"

The warden did not react at all to these words, and Miss Rita in the office secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's really exhausting him now.

But it also confirmed that the bill did not lie-although this second character requires a little proficiency to manipulate, it does look much more normal than playing the two corners online.

Although it was not so tiring to perform on the spot, he now understood a truth.

He can't always call his other character's name affectionately-it is very easy to cause misunderstanding.

"Miss Rita?"

Suddenly someone outside raised his voice and shouted.

It took Zhang Dianyu a while to realize that he was calling himself.

He regained his energy, walked out of the office slowly on high heels, and stopped at the door after closing the green employee door.

"Mr. Stark, are you calling me?"

"Mr. Warden's recent state may require a period of recuperation. I think this is exactly why he needs an acting warden." Stark stretched out his right hand again, with a polite and polite face on his face. Smile, "If you need any help, you can call me anytime."

Zhang Dianyu also twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smirk of business affairs: "Then I might have to trouble you-but I don't think Mr. Warden should have to rest so long, he is a very work-oriented person."

This is true. From another perspective, to keep this prison is to keep his life.

The smile on Stark's face did not disappear, and he suddenly asked, "Miss Rita, how did you know?"