Chapter 1923: 1 odd thing

"Well, the key sets of construction templates have been obtained. Then you can reverse the cracking and start building your own mountain fortress. I just don't know if 30 years will be enough." A garden in the East District of Soho, New York In the apartment, the death knell looked at the brightly lit city in the distance while talking to Hermione beside him: "Now that humans can enter the universe, the construction of a giant space fortress in the orbit of the earth is still a bit conspicuous."
The high-end apartment with a bag is of course very valuable, but things that money can solve are nothing.
Hermione held her Crookshanks and took a mouthful from time to time, and the cat was comfortably retracted in her arms. Its face was still crushed by a wheel, much uglier than Carol's Hill. .
After listening to the death knell, she naturally knew what it meant and shook her head directly:
"There are not so many time converters that can equip shipbuilders, and the space of the Unmarked Stretching Curse is not unlimited expansion. If you want to build a space station larger than the moon in the same suitcase of Newt, it must be OK. It doesn't work."
"Tsk, I really want to go to the Ghost Universe, and trade with Blagnac 21." Su Ming raised his hand and touched the orange cat's head. At this time, the relay station tower had been placed in the cloakroom of the apartment, and the nun went in by herself After the decoration, there are only death knell and apprentice in the living room of the apartment: "Speaking of which, have you been home recently? How are the Grangers?"
Miss Granger covered her face in pain, her long brown hair swaying back and forth with her head shaking:
"I went back once and brought them leech potions, but after learning that the youth will stay forever, they went out together on a sweet tour around the world, so I'm fine, don't bother them..."
"That's good, you can make money now, so it's okay to let the old people retire to enjoy the good fortune." The professor pressed Crookshank's flat nose with his finger, and the damp and cold feel was very interesting: "But yours Don’t pull down the magic learning. The magic of the DND system attaches great importance to the accumulation of knowledge."
Hermione nodded obediently, but then asked, "What are you talking about with Eiffelard?"
"I think it should be a kind of soul power, but it may also be emotional or spiritual power. Wait for Master Ilminster's research conclusion." Su Ming turned and walked to the balcony, took a deep breath of fresh air, and moved Click on the neck: "Before graduation, you might have to run back and forth between several worlds. Help me watch the'Lord of Symbols'. Those liches dare to play anything. Don’t play with my Sepulk. Up."
"Masters are not as exaggerated as you said." Hermione rolled her eyes and rubbed the cat's nose with her hands: "Their magic experiments are very rigorous in my opinion, and they have sufficient theoretical support."
"It's not as simple as you think. They are now studying the use of magic to give AI emotions. Once it is not played well, it is an omnic crisis. Sepulk is related to the control of the entire ghost universe, and it is also your channel to and from different universes. Be protected."
The professor shook his head and cast his gaze to the distant horizon, where the luminous tall buildings looked like jagged fangs.
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Su Ming has been away for more than a month. At this time, the Marvel 40K universe is already in early autumn. There are already fallen leaves on the streets, and the night in the mountains and forests is even more cool.
After throwing Eiffelard to Hermione for fun, he went home by himself, and after another barbecue with gin, the two leaned together and sat on the carpet in the study, looking at the firewood in the fireplace. He crackled and burned.
The fire light illuminated the faces of the two of them, and cast two shadows glued together on the wall behind them.
"Come in, strangulation can smell you."
Just when the two were about to drink the second barrel of brandy, Su Ming suddenly put down the cup in his hand and cast his eyes out of the window.
Outside the window, the stone path leading to the garden was dark, and there was nothing but the sound of leaves being swept over by the wind.
His eyes turned into a dead fish shape, he glanced at the gin helplessly, put down the magic floating cloak he was checking, and shouted outside: "It's useless for you to hide in the big flowerpot, don't take me The money tangerine is broken."
With a scream, a head with short red hair and short ears emerged from the leaves. Wearing a black tights, she walked out of the flower pot on a catwalk, and got into the house with a flip through the window.
It was obviously a window that was pushed open with an elbow when it was tumbling in the air, but there was no sound. After entering the house and landing, she gently closed the window with high heels.
At first glance, he was an old spy.
"You are cheating. If it weren't for strangling, you would definitely not be able to spot my disguise." Natasha pouted unhappily, as if she was a child.
"No, you need to be concealed to send information, but what is the way to hide in a flowerpot?" Su Ming beckoned her to come over and sit and drink together. After all, Natasha is a hairy girl, and she likes this thing of.
The black widow took off her boots and stepped on the carpet. She came to the side of the wine barrel and sat down with her legs crossed. She reached out and fished out the horn cup from the barrel. "
"There are only a few people who know that I'm back, and you are a bit risky when you come here." Su Ming ignored Natasha's joking, and then clinked glasses with the gin wine: "Let's talk, what's the emergency?"
Natasha also clinked glasses with the gin and said ‘завстречу’, then she poured her neck down, revealing her snow-white jaw.
She raised her hand to wipe her mouth, grinned and took a breath, before she started talking about the business:
"S.H.I.E.L.D. has intercepted an alien notice. Fury attaches great importance to it and is organizing think tank members to study how to respond."
"Oh? This is fresh~EbookFREE.me~S.H.I.E.L.D.E.L.D. can actually do something?" Su Ming drank the wine in the glass, touched his chin, thoughtfully: "What could it be? Invasion notification letter? It’s the kind of "how much time do you think about it, and if you don’t surrender when the time is up, it will blow up your planet!"?"
The gin was scooped in the barrel with a cup, and her other hand was still holding Natasha's shoulder. She laughed when she heard this: "It's not that Asgard is going to fight Warnerheim. Inform the time and battlefield in advance."
Natasha's big beautiful eyes narrowed, and she finally encountered something that she couldn't even guess at the death knell. It didn't take her to hide, and even the satellites had to be avoided, so she made a special trip.
For what? Just to see his dumbfounded look, meow hahaha!
She was so happy that she also got up to scoop out the wine from the barrel and twisted her waist: "Guess what, if you guessed it, I will sleep with the gin tonight."
"Huh?" When Su Ming saw the two women laughing and playing, he always felt that there was something wrong.
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