In the days of being a law god in Marvel

Chapter 57 057. My Life Has No Regrets

"Stinky old man—are you trying to kill me?!" Howard Stark kicked his father out of the bed, and he didn't know where the strength came from.

Possibly a flashback.

Well, after kicking, the whole person collapsed on the bed.

"Hey...why am I... so weak, I don't have any...strength...? What, why am I being pricked by a needle?"

Seeing the glucose bottle beside the bed suddenly, Howard Stark was still in a daze.

Duke has black lines. He never imagined that the famous founder of S.H.I.E.L.D. would actually have a "stupid and cute" era.

Robert Stark got up from under the bed. He was too excited just now, and he swooped over and almost crushed him to death.

His face was full of sweat.

"You unlucky boy, you have been in a coma for five days and five nights." Robert Stark scolded, then turned his head and shouted, "Mary, let the kitchen prepare some milk and food."

The crooked nuts are very awesome. When you are very hungry, you don’t eat porridge and millet porridge, but just eat beef on the plate.

"Ah? It's been five days, no wonder...Wow, what's wrong with this face, it looks like a vampire?" Howard was startled when he suddenly saw the mirror next to him.

Duke stood aside and smiled straight at the corner of his mouth. Howard was so funny when he was a child?

"Who is this?"

Howard Jr. noticed Duke standing beside him.

"This is your Uncle Duke, he is the one who saved you with magic, you kid is in trouble, you are cursed by black magic, you know?" Robert Stark reprimanded, "During this time, without me You are not allowed to go out, have you heard?"

What the hell?

How come there is an extra 'uncle' after sleeping for five days?

But it doesn't matter.

Is it magic?
Little Howard's eyes lit up immediately: "Uncle Duke, I seem to have had a dream, which is very long, in a magnificent temple. Inside, there are many strange and powerful people... talking to me... …It’s a mess, I don’t know very well. Is this a dream? I feel amazing, as if I’m by my side, especially the emblem of the eagle with wings spread out.”

An eagle with outspread wings?

No way?
Duke frowned. Listening to Howard Jr., he wouldn't dream of the 'Holy Shield Brotherhood', would he?
Can this thing be dreamed of?

It's like that kind of temple, which is dedicated to enlightening and enlightening human beings, guiding you from a long distance...inspiring you...unlocking your natural instinct?
He didn't know too much about the "Holy Shield Brotherhood". He only knew that the founder was an ancient Egyptian called Imhotep, who led the crowd to resist the invasion of alien Zerg 600 years ago.And at that time, Apocalypse was only Imthop's subordinate.That's right, the one in "X-Men; Apocalypse", one of the oldest mutants in existence.

It turns out that Little Howard received enlightenment from the Brotherhood of the Holy Light very early?
In other words, S.H.I.E.L.D. can be said to be a branch of the S.H.I.E.L.D. Brotherhood, because the eagle logo of S.H.I.E.L.D. is very similar to the eagle embossed on Imthopp’s shield.

After all, Howard's achievements when he grew up are very impressive, and he is not in vain of those famous figures in history, such as Zhang Heng, Tesla, Newton, Da Vinci, Galileo and other big names.

"This is an opportunity for you, take it well." Duke smiled and touched Little Howard's head. He felt extremely satisfied when he was called 'uncle' a few times by Howard, who was still a young lady.

This is the boss of later generations.

"Well, I will." Little Howard nodded, and now he still doesn't quite understand, what exactly is that?
After all, he just woke up from a deep sleep, and after supplementing with food, Xiao Zhengtai fell into a drowsy sleep.

"Mr. Duke, what are you talking about? Is there a problem with the dream?" Robert Stark led Duke towards the living room, asking curiously as he walked.

"You don't need to know this, you just need to know that Howard is a blessing in disguise this time. Of course, whether he can seize this opportunity depends on his own ability. Alright, now we can talk about the Mage Tower construction plan."

As he spoke, Duke stretched out his hand and grabbed it aside.

A sudden small vortex appeared, and Robert Stark saw in horror that Duke's hand stretched into it and disappeared.Only the upper arm, no forearm.

Very curious, he reached out and waved his hand behind the 'little whirlpool'. There was no sense of hindrance. Did the hand really disappear?

"what are you doing?"

"No, nothing." Robert Stark scratched his head awkwardly, and sat back.

"Space bag": open up a portable independent small space, which can store and retrieve objects.

Soon, 100 Karazhan A1 design drawings were taken out and placed on Robert Stark's desk.

This... is so convenient!
Dazed for a moment, Robert Stark quickly flipped through the A1 drawings, hey, it’s very big.Although he doesn't understand this stuff, there is also real estate in the underlying industry.Normally, he would also come into contact with design corpses.

So complicated?

So fine!

so huge?

He took a deep breath, what the hell is he building?This is not a tower, this is a tower of war that can launch shock waves!

but……

Cough cough, this is really too complicated.

It is estimated that the design corpses are really going to become design corpses!
"Okay! I'll take this job. Since I said it, I will definitely do it. Don't be impatient, Mr. Duke. I'm going to prepare. It will take about a month to prepare." Robert Stark promised, patted his chest .

"I'm not in a hurry, and you don't need to call me Mr., just call me Duke."

"Hey, that's good, good."

Robert Stark was overjoyed, this is what he wanted!The removal of the word 'Mr.' means that the relationship has become much closer, at least on the surface.

That's hard to come by.

"Then, that...me?"

Duke knew what he was thinking, and waved his hand: "You have no chance in this life, everyone has their own destiny trajectory. Just like your son Howard Jr., he was chosen by the 'mysterious power', his The future... will be very awesome. You can raise your son now, I can only guarantee that with me... the Stark family will not be destroyed."

Robert Stark sighed in his heart, and he knew it was an extravagant hope, so it's okay.

"As for your descendants, it depends on their fate with me."

With that said, Duke stood up.

"You don't have to interfere with Zhu Mo's affairs, I will take care of him myself."

"Alright."

"That's it, please open the window."

"what?"

Robert Stark froze for a moment, some didn't quite understand, but obediently opened the window.Then his eyes widened, and what he saw—Duke turned into a black crow, and flew out with a 'croak'.

This 'croak' sound sounded like he was laughing at him—fool, fool, fool!
Then 'Plop' squatted back to the sofa.

Why does this crow look so familiar?
"what--?!"

Isn't that... the crow that he slammed past the window of his son's room two days ago?
"..."

Emmmm…

(￣—￣)
I have no regrets in my life, I think of running under the sunset that day, that is my lost youth.

(ㄒoㄒ) Farewell...

(End of this chapter)