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Good day
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"You're wrong, that's not what makes a shinobi. You never did get it, a real ninja is one who endures no matter what gets thrown at him… Let me explain something to you, there is only one thing that matters if you are a shinobi, and it isn't the number of Jutsu you possess. All you do need is the guts to never give up." – Master Jiraiya
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Human beings are really fragile sometimes, maybe they will disappear sometime.
Because he is weak, he will seize every opportunity to become stronger, and a group of great guys will appear.
But there are always some aliens who actively give up precious opportunities and are willing to be plain, lying on the sick bed, quietly waiting for the arrival of the last time.
The breeze was blowing gently across the earth, making ripples. The gentle sunshine was so gloomy and blocked by other layers of clouds, but still stubbornly looking down at the earth, quietly watching the world.
In the cemetery, rows of tombstones are like calm souls, silently watching everyone who arrives, watching these people silently put down a flower in front of them, and then secretly leaving.
Today, there is one more world that is soaked in white.
After standing for a while, people left one after another, but more people came one after another, always adding a touch of popularity to this silent world.
Tony Stark got off the sports car, gently took off his sunglasses, and put them in his pocket, frowning and silent, standing in front of the tombstone.
"I specially brought a bottle of brandy, which is your favorite." After Tony whispered, he took out a bottle of wine and placed it in front of the tombstone. The old face was expressionless in the photo.
On the side, Downey was standing like a mountain, silent, his eyes full of peace.
He didn't burst into tears as he imagined. He was not a person who was good at exposing all his emotions. He just watched quietly like this and seemed to be communicating with a passing old guy.
Wanda by her side was already crying. She still remembered that it was the old man who had been mistaken for an ordinary employee and ushered him into the manor, but after a few years, everything was different.
This old guy is really like his family...
Max, Betty, Klein... Many people came silently and stood silently behind Donny.
Klein pushed his glasses, hesitated, and whispered in Downey's ear: "We can use technology to resurrect him and delete some of his memories..."
Downey shook his head, his voice a little hoarse: "No need, is the resurrected person still the old guy? He will hate us forever."
Klein nodded and stepped back quietly.
Downey patted Wanda on the shoulder, then put down the cloth bag in his hand, opened it, and took out a...head, a ridiculous beetle-like head.
People who don't know why look at this handicraft unexpectedly. Does it have any meaning?
They thought that this thing was made by hand.
"This is the head of Dracula, the ancestor of vampires. I killed him and used his head to do it for you. I promised to help you kill all vampires, and now I have done it."
Downey whispered in a low voice, and immediately, to the surprise of everyone, he pulled Wanda and turned away without looking back.
The old bartender... I should be laughing at this time.
The face in that photo should be smiling at his back, grinning open, revealing a mouthful of gums that are about to fall out, ugly, but still smiling at him unconsciously.
Facing the breeze, scratching his skin, slightly itchy, as if some naughty guy was doing a prank.
That old fellow can be considered to be at ease, hiding in Tibet in this life, trembling, and when he grows old, he can destroy the kingdom of vampires, his nemesis, and watch the death of the last vampire.
In his later years, this old guy had peace of mind, although only for a few short years.
The sky, densely covered with dark clouds, seems to reflect the heavy hearts of the people here, and it also symbolizes the arrival of something terrible, and the dark clouds are pressing down on the city.
The darkness that blocked the sun, countless filth and wailing, covered the earth with a layer of pitch black color.
Wanda wiped tears on the side, his eyes were red and swollen, and he didn't notice Downey's abnormality at all. He asked uncomfortably, "Will he live well in that world? No other undead will bully him, right? He is so old... "
Downey squeezed out a smile: "That old ruffian, very cunning, do you think how many undead can play with him?"
There is another sentence that he didn't tell Wanda that there must be some peculiarities in the soul that can exist after death, but the old bartender...no.
He is just an ordinary person.
Downey sighed softly and comforted Wanda for a while. After coaxing her to rest, he barely suppressed the sadness in his heart, his expression became solemn and quietly came to a secret place.
Here, many tall figures are busy studying what.
"How about Sasser, Sonic, and the study of the universe's Rubik's Cube? I might want to take it away." Downey asked in a deep voice.
The twelve-meter-tall shock wave is burly and strong and has a more vigorous body than Megatron. There are no complete facial features on the face, only a round hole with red light, which looks so different.
"It's very smooth. We don't need to fully restore the power of this Rubik's Cube. We only need to analyze its energy structure. Give me a month and I can produce qualified super-energy crystals."
Shockwave Urn said angrily.
The sound waves on the side are silent, his personality is silent, and his appearance is also very strange. His face is an electronic board similar to a computer display screen, and there are often ripples on it similar to an electrocardiogram.
Downey nodded, walked over, and picked up the Cosmos Rubik's Cube on the precision instrument. The blue light was very attractive and intriguing.
Downey slowly stretched out his hand, exposing his index finger and thumb, and then slammed it into one side. The powerful Universe Rubik's Cube lit up, bursting out a burst of energy, but it was suppressed by Downey, directly destroying the appearance and reaching the core position.
The blue gem there was taken out by Downey and held in the palm of his hand~www.mtlnovel.com~ The focused gaze seemed to be observing a vital prop.
The broken Cosmos Cube was thrown to the ground by Downey casually. This thing may exist as a super-large super-energy crystal in the future, outputting energy in large quantities, but for Downey, it is of no use.
Soundwave picked up the Universe Rubik's Cube in silence, held it in his hand, and silently looked at Downey, who was in a low mood. This keen guy noticed something.
"What the **** happened, we can also help." The shock wave urn sounded, his wisdom is very high, and it must not be easy for Downey to take away the space gem in a hurry.
"This is just a guess. Don't worry, I hope I'm worried about it." Downey stared at the space gem for a while, slowly gathered it, opened a portal, and walked in.
Sasser and Sonic glanced at each other and saw the doubts in each other's eyes, but they did not speak in a tacit understanding.
"Hey, hello, you two, how is the research progress, harp!" Outside the door, Starscream's arrogant voice came.