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"Dong dong."

There was a knock on the door, Zhang Ming looked over dissatisfied, and saw a group of people gathered at the door.

"You two, I waited at the door for almost a minute. If you want to do something, please hurry up, or if you don't mind, we can put something in a bowl with a fragrance first, and then you can continue?"

Tony pointed to the pot of porridge.

Zhang Ming realized that it was the smell of roasted gluten that attracted the group of guys.

"Come over quickly to help, ready to serve dinner."

"Yes, Chief Zhang Ming!"

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Zhang Ming lived a quiet life after the lawsuit was over. There were no super villains and troubles that popped up unexpectedly. He liked this kind of ordinary life very much.

Go to the gym every morning, work out with Steve and Morrison, and practice free combat. In the afternoon, he will hang out in New York to film some daily routines. Later, he will drive to Stark Industries to find Angela, and the two of them will go together eat out.

More than a month has passed in a flash. On this afternoon, Zhang Ming finished the video shooting and posted today's daily video on Biz.com.

Looking at the number of fans that hasn't changed much recently, he sighed helplessly.

The daily sharing still lacks hot spots. The biggest role is to keep updating to avoid losing fans during the long gap period. Zhang Ming also thought of some ideas, but the effect was not ideal.

After closing the personal interface, he jumps to the exchange space. It has been almost two months, and it is still displayed in the update. Except for old products such as US dollars and baked gluten, which can be purchased, even the lucky bag business has been suspended. I don’t know when it will be restarted. business.

Looking at the nearly [-] coins in the account is quite enjoyable, but after a long time, this feeling of having money and no place to spend it seems not very good.

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"Please come in."

Zhang Ming pushed open the door and walked in. Moira looked up, but instead of standing up to greet her, she continued to bury her head in processing data while shouting at Angela in the direction of the laboratory.

"I brought you coffee, guess you didn't have dinner, and brought a pizza."

"Thank you."

Zhang Ming put the dinner he bought along the way on Moira's table. It is seven o'clock in the evening. For the devil, the day's work has just begun.

Doesn't she feel tired?Zhang Ming sometimes doubts whether Moira is also a superpower. Her superpower is that she does not need to sleep.

The laboratory door opened, Angela saw Zhang Ming, and said embarrassedly: "Today's experiment is entering the final stage, you may have to wait for me for a while."

Zhang Ming smiled and said no problem, found a chair and sat down.

Twenty minutes later...

Zhang Ming glanced at the door of the laboratory.

thirty minutes……

He refreshed the tweet over and over to see if there was anything new.

after an hour……

He stood up and dangled around the door of the laboratory.

"If you're curious, you can go in and have a look." Moira said without looking up.

"Can I go in?" Zhang Ming asked, "I wanted to go in and have a look last time, but you almost beat me out with the keyboard."

"For the sake of bringing me coffee for a week in a row." Moira raised the coffee slightly, "And the first phase of the research is coming to an end, as long as you don't mess with the equipment after entering, it won't have much impact on the experiment."

"okay!"

Pushing open the mysterious door of the laboratory, after entering, the first thing you see is all kinds of professional equipment. The originally spacious laboratory is occupied by large-scale equipment, and the space left for people to walk becomes limited.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Angela turned her head, "Why did you come in?"

"Moira let me in to appreciate your experimental results." Zhang Ming said.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting for too long, it will be fine soon."

In front of Angela was a transparent sealed tank, inside which lay a little white mouse. This poor little guy was fixed on the test bench.

She wears special gloves on her hands, and several wires are connected to the sealing groove under the gloves.

This glove can simulate the sense of touch through the internal pressure-sensitive device, and above the sealing groove, there are a pair of mechanical hands, following Angela's movements, slowly approaching the mouse.

The robotic hand popped out a sharp scalpel, and gently scratched the mouse's back, leaving a thin wound.Then she put away the scalpel and waited for a few seconds. After the blood flowed out a little, the mechanical hand sprayed a golden gas towards the wound.

"This……"

The golden gas enveloped the little white mouse. It was struggling in pain, but it gradually settled down. The wound on its back began to scab, fall off, and heal quickly, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"It's amazing, there are even more amazing things."

The mechanical hand spewed a blue gas to the cured little white mouse. The trembling little guy suddenly opened his eyes. With force from his paws, he broke free from the shackles, jumped up, and bit the mechanical hand with his mouth wide open. Obviously, he was avenging the knife just now.

But in less than five seconds, the little white mouse fell down and sat blankly on the test bench. The whole mouse was a little dazed. With its level of intelligence, it couldn't figure out what happened to itself just now.

"This is the result of your experiment?"

Angela explained to Zhang Ming: "The medicine left by the big boss at the beginning can heal at super high speed and greatly improve physical fitness, but it has two problems that cannot be ignored:

First, using it is easy to be controlled by people with telepathic abilities. Although the boss is dead, we are not sure if there are other people with telepathic abilities in this world; second, after the death of the boss, the most critical " The stock solution', sooner or later the potion will be exhausted. "