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Tony: "?"
Gwen: "??"
Steve: "Are you chanting some kind of spell?"
Thor rolled over in his sleep and mumbled, "Another one..."
In this regard.
What other reaction could Ian possibly have?
Ian: "..."
He felt that he must be the least prestigious evil god, because when he tried to be funny, no one listened, which made him feel that he had lost face as an evil god.
“Don’t you guys have a childhood?!” Star Trek! The classic opening line! Ian shouted indignantly, plopping down in the comfortable co-pilot’s seat of the spaceship.
Everyone looked at each other.
"I am not human, so I probably did not have a childhood."
The new Tony teacher's tone was very sincere.
"Did you know that 80% of the guys who like this movie won't find a girlfriend before college?" Gwen reminded Ian in a fact-based manner.
"When I was a kid, I watched movies like 'Grand Illusion,' 'The Rules of the Game,' 'All Quiet on the Western Front,' and 'Top Gun.' Oh, and my favorite movies were 'Gone with the Wind' and 'The Wizard of Oz.'"
The issue between Captain America and Ian wasn't just a generation gap; they were from two different centuries. Ian gave up completely, rolling his eyes resentfully in his seat.
"Call me when you get there."
He closed his eyes.
Gwen looked at him.
"You want to sleep?"
She didn't know why she secretly took out the crayons.
“No.” Ian crossed his hands behind his head, his eyes peering through his eyelids at the restless Gwen. “I’m going to build my mind palace.”
He is truly building a mental palace.
"Mind palace? Like Sherlock Holmes?" Gwen blinked, finally finding common ground with Ian. Like Doctor Strange, she loved reading Sherlock Holmes stories.
"Hmm, don't underestimate me, I really have this ability." Ian's consciousness sank into his own mental world, and he began to build his mental palace like he was playing SimCity.
In a city of grand thinking.
The buildings on both sides of the street are made up of various fragments of memory—on the left is the "Protein Powder Formula Museum," and on the right is the "How to Cook Instant Noodles with Holy Water Laboratory."
In the distance, there is also a "Hell Economics Data Center" under construction.
This is Ian's world of contribution thinking.
Useful information can be stored everywhere. If he hadn't been unable to find a way, Ian would have even wanted to bring in the library of heaven. Just as he was immersed in the construction of his mind palace...
“Master Ian also wants his own library.” Ian pushed open the door of a Baroque-style library, inside which countless bookshelves were neatly arranged.
“Now it’s time to store the knowledge we’ve brought from Google.” He snapped his fingers, and countless points of light flew out of his mind, transforming into gold-embossed books that landed on the bookshelf.
Postpartum care for sows
How to Tame an Elephant with a Toothpick
200 Possible Reasons Why Mosquitoes Burp
How Humans Play the Piano with Their Toes: From Basics to Mastery
Why Humans Can't Live Slowly Like Sloths
An Introduction to Quantum Mechanics for Dogs: Understanding Schrödinger's Dog
How to Train Your Nose Hairs for Artistic Creation
……
These are all pieces of knowledge that Ian recently memorized from Google. Now that they're stored in his mental palace, he can selectively forget them and then use his brain capacity to transfer new knowledge.
He's really getting into the world of ideas.
Sudden.
The real-life Thor suddenly woke up.
What are you doing in my head?!
Thor sprang up from his seat, his blond hair standing on end, making him look like a ruffled lion cat. He pointed tremblingly at Ian, who was still resting with his eyes closed.
"This evil god is corrupting my mind!"
Thor's voice was trembling with tears.
"I'm building a mental palace."
Ian slowly opened his eyes, looking at Thor with a puzzled expression.
"Then why don't you build it in your own head?!"
Thor was trembling, not only from fear, but also because he discovered that his brain had been filled with a lot of profound and useless knowledge out of thin air.
“Every inch of space in the Evil God’s brain is precious, his scalp is even more valuable than Manhattan land. We’ll use yours first, we’ll use yours first, it’s a blessing for you.”
Ian's grand principles were brought up again. Hearing this, Steve and Gwen shrank back in unison, secretly relieved that they hadn't been targeted by the evil god.
"No! That won't do!"
Thor was so anxious he kept pacing around in circles.
"Doctor Strange has a good brain! You can use Doctor Strange's brain! You can just stuff some aphrodisiacs into my brain, or you can stuff more recipes into it."
Thor is clearly dreaming.
"Don't worry." Ian smiled kindly. The attractive erotic images were worth having in his super brain, so he didn't agree to Thor's request.
“I will bestow my blessings equally upon all of you, and you will all become part of the ‘learned’ community.” To be honest, Ian really coveted the Library of Heaven, so he planned to link the brains of all believers to build a library of evil gods.
"I'm warning you!" Thor swung his hammer, crackling with electricity. He clearly didn't understand Ian's grand ambitions, so he threatened him in an extremely annoyed tone.
"If you dare to defile my brain again, I'll smash it!" He pointed Thor's hammer at his temple, a threat that was truly unprecedented and unparalleled.
"????"
Ian glanced at Thor several times. Sure enough, he still had to save Dr. Hannibal. Even a psychiatrist like himself was somewhat powerless against a mental patient of this caliber.
It was in this delicate atmosphere.
Suddenly, a violent tremor came from outside, and a piercing alarm sounded in the cockpit.
"There is a situation!"
Steve, who had intended to take a sip of water to calm his nerves, suddenly turned around and rushed to the cockpit.
"Aliens!" Steve exclaimed, staring at the radar. "There's an alien spaceship outside!"
"You're not smart enough, no wonder the evil god doesn't like your brain."
Thor stormed to the window.
"Is it possible that I am an alien, and this isn't the first time you've done this? Wait!"
His expression suddenly froze.
He immediately flew into a rage.
"That's it! This is the ship that hit me!"
Thor was furious when he found the "culprit ship." Before anyone could react, Thor had already slammed through the corridor, arrived at the hatch, and burst out of the hatch.
Seeing this, Ian quickly followed.
"You want to help me?"
Thor, floating in space, asked unexpectedly.
“No.” Ian pulled out a bag of sunflower seeds. They hadn’t been flash-frozen in space. Don’t ask why; it’s because Ian’s biofield appears during flight.
"I just love watching plays."
The honest evil god lightly munches on sunflower seeds.
"As expected, I knew you weren't so kind. But I can get my revenge myself. Watch me crack this walnut!" Thor angrily swung his hammer and summoned lightning.
"Crack walnuts, crack walnuts, crack walnuts."
Using his chef-style aiming technique, a thick bolt of lightning struck the strangely shaped spaceship, hitting it squarely. The lightning he summoned slammed into the spaceship.
"Boom~"
After the spaceship was hit.
It went out of control in an instant.
It crashed into the planet below.
Just as it was about to crash, a masked person poked their head out of the spaceship and fired two guns at Ian and Thor.
Bullets whistled through the air.
Feeling inferior, Thor once again covered his head and ran away.
Ian immediately reached out his hand.
He began practicing catching bullets.
[You attempted to learn how to catch bullets by hand. [Student] Job Experience +1]
[You attempted to learn how to catch bullets by hand. [Student] Job Experience +1]
[You attempted to learn how to catch bullets by hand. [Student] Job Experience +1]
……
This round of practice was bound to result in a perfect catch, after all, Ian can mimic 368 hands, and his attribute values are no longer what they used to be.
Actually.
If the opponent hadn't fired super laser bullets, which were somewhat challenging, Ian might not have been able to gain experience points. Just as Ian was about to shout in the silent space, "Who else is there?"