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Bruce also had a general understanding of Bob's situation during the social interaction just now.

An orphan, he has been seeking survival in the slums of New York after being kicked out of the orphanage. After Duke appeared, he followed him around. He has no education, no education, he is lustful and foul-mouthed.

Games are one of the important social occasions for men. A person's game performance can determine the other person's first impression of him.

Bob's game playing level is very high, which is very different from his rap level.

But it has nothing to do with the level of the game. When Bob plays the game, his mouth is like a machine gun.

Da-da-da-da.

To be honest, Dr. Bruce felt a little uncomfortable playing games with Bob.

But out of politeness, he did not interrupt Bob's chatter.

Fortunately, although Bob also talked a lot in front of Duke, he was obviously much less talkative than before.

Probably the difference between the sea and the lake.

Moreover, the useful information in the language has also increased significantly, and words such as fxxk, shxt, and bxxch have significantly decreased.

When he heard Muspelheim, Bruce raised his eyebrows. The name was somewhat familiar, reminding him of the Fire Giant that Bob had just mentioned.

Bruce, who has a deep interest in the mysterious side, quickly thought of the legendary nine kingdoms.

He was originally a materialist, but after the Hulk appeared, he had to pay attention to some ancient myths and legends, as well as other urban legends.

The source of Hulk's power obviously violates the modern conservation of energy theory. Bruce still doesn't understand how Hulk's huge body and such powerful power can be hidden in his body, which cannot be detected by various modern scientific instruments. .

Bruce could only feel his presence mentally.

"You mean you are from Muspelheim, one of the nine kingdoms"

"Why are the nine kingdoms so big? Oh my god, I want to own a kingdom. Sounds good. I want to choose a hundred, oh no, a thousand queens."

Duke interrupted Bob's fantasy, "In the country of fire giants, all residents are fire giants, and they have no entity.

Of course, I don't know how they mate. Maybe you should go back and take a look before making a decision. "

"Um...Okay, let me think about it again...Boss, do we have anything to do recently?

I don’t want to stay here and play games anymore. Of course, the main reason is that my teammates are too bad and it makes me miserable. "

Bob recalled what he looked like after his two transformations. The first time he transformed, he was only the size of a normal person and consumed very little. He even had time to look in the mirror.

The appearance in the mirror did not conform to Bob's aesthetics, with two pitch-black horns, two round scarlet eyes like small light bulbs, and a tongue that could lick his chest.

The nose turned into two holes with black smoke coming out, and a pair of dark wings stretched out from behind. The ribs were exposed one by one, and smoke lingered in the chest.

Bob likes blonde hair and white hair.

This image is simply the complete opposite of Bob’s aesthetic.

If it were a female that looked like him... Bob shuddered and stopped thinking about it.

"Our current task is..." Duke looked at the calendar. If the Ancient One Master is not wrong, they still have about four and a half years to prepare. "You go and practice how to drive the mecha. We need to unify the earth." Here we go, Avengers."

"Cool I like this topic we will be the rulers of the world"

"Well..Obviously, come with me Bob."

After hearing the words "My teammates are too good", Bruce's already not very bright mood became even more gloomy. Before he said Bob was noisy, Bob already disliked him for playing bad.

After Duke stood up, Bruce said: "If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Bob said: "Practice your gaming skills, buddy"

Bruce turned and walked away.

Duke pushed open the door of the storage room and led Bob into his storage room.

"Wow wow wow, that's so cool. What is this?" Turning on the light, Bob saw a huge bazooka style weapon on the cabinet next to the door.

He put this thing on his shoulders and shook his shoulders, "It's just right. I can't wait to try its power."

Duke said to Skynet: "Give Bob the authority to use the War Type 7 mecha."

"The biometric scan is being collected. The collection is completed and the permission has been granted."

A pure black mecha on the far right side of a row of five or six mechas had its eyes lit up red and walked down from the stand.

Seeing that Bob was still eager to try the rocket launcher, Duke explained to him, "This is an accessory weapon module on the mecha. It can only exert its power when loaded on the mecha or suit.

This module is supposed to be a focused energy cannon, used for large-scale battles. The power of one cannon is roughly equivalent to that of a... Well... If I think about it, it can probably blow our entire company building into the sky. "

"That's great. Can I go outside and try it out?"

"Put on the mecha. I will ask Stark to make a suit for you. Now let's try the new weapons I prepared for you."

"what should I do"

"Stand in." The mecha has been opened, leaving a cockpit about two meters inside.

Bob stood in, the cockpit closed, Bob tried to reach out his hand, and the energy cannon was absorbed and closed on his shoulder.

Bob swayed a little, "I like this feeling, it's like playing a real game."

Various parameters began to appear in front of his eyes. Whenever he focused his attention on something, the detailed data of that thing would appear in front of his eyes.

When he saw Duke, a warning appeared on his screen and told him that he did not have permission to access the other party's information.

"This is a system that can quickly identify one's identity in battle. When our soldiers are scattered, they can rely on the organization system in the armor to find their own position. Officers lead the soldiers and quickly gather into a new combat organization. "

When Bob tried to check his information, Bob's information also appeared on his bracelet, which showed that Bob's current authority was that of an officer supervising the force.

On the surface, the supervisory organization in the army is like the eunuchs who accompanied the army on expeditions in ancient times in the East.

Duke transfers Bob's authority to the General of the Oversight Forces.

Duke walked out of the storage room and walked towards the window, "Let's go, I'll teach you how to use this guy."

The floor-to-ceiling window opened, the Evil Mecha was waiting by the window, and Duke walked in.

"Oh, can I dress like you? The boss looks very cool wearing a mecha like this."

"Only the battle suit, the standard mecha doesn't have this function."

"I remember we saved Stark's life, boss, why did you say the word "please" to him?"

"Because Mr. Stark is no ordinary person now. You should also know that he is the Emperor of the Stark Empire."

"He's a bit of a bullshit boss. I think only you are worthy of this position."

Duke said: "Don't talk nonsense, Stark can monitor all mechas."

"Oh..." Bob closed his mouth, but of course he still didn't care about Stark in his heart. After all, he was the one who saved Stark, otherwise Stark would have been trampled to death by his uncle.

Bob had some opinions about His Majesty the Emperor.