Zhu Haomiao looked at Tony with a aningful expression, his lips curving into a half-smile.
Noticing the implications in the other’s words, Tony Stark saw that the eyes of the black-clad boy seed to contain a vast galaxy, as if seeing through fate and ti, making him strangely uneasy.
It seed that the black-clad boy wasn’t just talking about the ark reactor, but about him...
Suddenly jolting, Tony Stark shook his head, trying to cast aside the peculiar emotions in his mind.
"Zhu, about the technique you ntioned the other day..."
Seeing Tony hesitantly reveal his true purpose, Zhu Haomiao chuckled and shook his head.
"Not yet completed."
As Tony visibly sagged with disappointnt, Zhu Haomiao grinned with mischief, changing the subject.
"But I’ve recently found a little white, no, a little green rat, and there’s been progress. Be patient."
With these words, Tony Stark regained his composure and nodded steadily.
In response, Zhu Haomiao rotated his wrist, drawing a circle as brilliant sparks suddenly burst forth, expanding into a marvelous teleportation gate.
Every ti he saw this miraculous ti-space folding technology, Tony Stark was awestruck. Suddenly recalling sothing, he quickly spoke up.
"Zhu, did you already suspect Uncle Diya had issues?!"
Stopping for a mont, Zhu Haomiao turned back, chuckling lightly.
"You noticed?"
"Yes, there were many clues, but I never wanted to believe it..."
Seeing Tony Stark’s eyes cloud over, Zhu Haomiao pursed his lips.
"Facts speak louder than words, especially since it’s just your one-sided presumption."
"It’s ti to grow up, Tony."
Leaving behind an echoing murmur, the black-clad boy stepped through the teleportation gate, the brilliant starfire gate closing and vanishing. Tony Stark raised his hand, opened his mouth, but didn’t know what to say.
Feeling restless, he went to the bar to drown his worries in alcohol. After so ti had passed, Pepper walked into the room with a stack of docunts, giving Tony a curious look.
"What’s the matter?"
As his secretary who knew him inside out, she clearly sensed that Tony was very downcast.
"It’s nothing, Pepper. Could you please put this away for ?"
Taking the simple ark reactor Tony handed her, Pepper questioned curiously.
"Didn’t you say you wanted to give it to soone?"
"They don’t want it for now, keep it with ..."
"Wait, is the person you’re going to give it to...?"
Suddenly, like a flash of intuition, Pepper envisioned a face too handso to be real, and imdiately saw the answer on Tony’s face.
With mutual understanding, both realized who the other was referring to, resulting in varied expressions.
"Why does he... He not want it? Is he dissatisfied? Or just not fond of it? What offerings should we prepare?"
"I heard East University over there needs to prepare the three sacrifices..."
"Wait, could it be that he wants boy and girl offerings?"
Seeing Pepper’s tense expression, and noticing she was getting more and more outrageous, Tony quickly reassured and explained.
"No, he probably thinks this thing has morial value for , said he’ll co back for it later."
Upon hearing this, Pepper relaxed, clutching the reactor in her hand.
"Then I’ll make a box to keep it safe for you."
"Alright."
Watching Pepper leave gracefully, Tony’s eyes swirled with emotions, finally letting out a long, ethereal sigh.
Lifting his shirt, Tony glanced down at the brand-new ark reactor shining with bright blue-white light at the center of his chest, while circuit-like black patterns spread over the surrounding skin.
The toxicity of the Palladium Elent was almost unsolvable within known scientific boundaries...
Just have to hope for Zhu’s technique...
Dropping his shirt back, Tony felt heavy-hearted, and couldn’t help but down another gulp of liquor.
Soon, Pepper returned with a glass box that housed the ark reactor as if it were an exhibit of morabilia.
"PROOF THAT TONY STARK HAS A HEART?"
[Certifying Tony Stark has a warm heart]
Suddenly discovering a circle of words engraved around the reactor’s edge, Tony frowningly asked.
"What does that an?"
"Nothing, just wanted to keep sothing to rember."
Faced with Pepper’s floral-like smile, Tony could only helplessly smile back.
.........
anwhile, returning to the Holy Temple, Zhu Haomiao saw Banner staring in disbelief, and blinked curiously.
"What’s wrong?"
"You... used ti-space folding technology?!"
"Didn’t I demonstrate it before?"
"But I always thought it was just a trick!"
"......"
Proving that one really smiles when at a loss for words, Zhu Haomiao chuckled and shook his head, sitting back in his high-backed chair and picking up a transparent tube from the coffee table.
Inside the tube, a drop of green glowing blood suspended in the center wriggled gently, as though alive, constantly morphing in form.
From research over this period, Zhu Haomiao discovered that this crystallized manifestation of the [anger] Original Sin contained many of the powerful underlying law fragnts of this realm.
As if the universe’s will had tailor-made a [Path to Godhood] for Bruce Banner.
Analysis of these laws greatly aided the completion of his self-created cultivation technique.
This was also why Zhu Haomiao had made such quick progress on the next cultivation technique!
But as the value from surface observations was fully explored, the technique gradually hit a bottleneck, calling for bolder attempts...
Thoughtfully shaking the tube lightly, the blood pearl swayed within, Zhu Haomiao casually opened the tube’s seal, and under Bruce Banner’s amazed gaze, tilted his head and poured the blood pearl into his mouth.
Buzz~
As if swallowing a drop of liquid tal, terrifying energy spread through his mouth, the tip of his tongue experienced intense pain.
Recognizing this force trying to corrupt and assimilate him, Zhu Haomiao coldly curled his lips, his pupils emitting a ghostly green glow.
[Gluttony]!
Activating the Original Sin Authority, Zhu Haomiao slowly and viciously moved his jaw as if chewing sothing hard.
After a long ti, the shell protecting the underlying laws was "crushed," revealing the most precious contents of the blood pearl fully before Zhu Haomiao’s eyes.
"Tsk tsk."
Smacking his lips, endless golden rune fragnts poured like waterfalls before his retina, Zhu Haomiao took a slow, deep breath, the heavy and deep sound of a heartbeat resonated from his chest.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Initially rely a thundering drumbeat, the sound grew louder, echoing like grand chis, shaking Bruce Banner’s organs along with it, causing him to sway like a drunk before eventually stumbling to the ground.
"Ugh~"
As if only an instant had passed, yet also several centuries, the deafening heartbeat sound finally began to fade, Bruce Banner crouched on the ground in severe dry heaves, when a hand suddenly reached out beside him.
"Are you okay?"
Seeing the composed Wilson, Banner accepted his help to stand up, giving him a complex look up and down.
Turns out I’m the only weakling in this room?
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