"Forget it, isn't it just this injury?" Death gritted his teeth and said, "Let me see...Okay, it can be cured. Do you want it?"

It is equivalent to death not doing anything, walking on the street, suddenly meeting a madman, pulling him to start selling.

As Death said, all tragedies begin on the scale of the Egyptian pantheon. After Schiller saw that scale, he felt that the Egyptian pantheon was so weak that it could have its own Hall of Valor, so why couldn't he have one?

But in fact, this is because death has a different concept of time than humans. The Egyptian pantheon has been declining for thousands of years. For Death, there is not enough time to take a nap. She did not terminate the contract with the Egyptian pantheon in time.

The token was not returned, so it was left with Schiller and became a harassing phone call.

Forget it, after all, when I kicked out, I brought a house with me. Death thought, why not just stay in the house and never come out?

As a result, Schiller filed another lawsuit against her boss, Eternal Life, and it was revealed that she had used her resurrection quota to trade, and she could not even make extra money.

"If Schiller feels pain about his past, then he can choose to forget it by himself instead of letting anyone help him forget it."

"By gathering the resources of the entire universe, I can transfer the thinking organs of all intelligent life forms into mechanical bodies, and replace every potentially damaged part for them without interruption, so that they can have an eternal and flawless life, forever.

Always... safe from death."

Death read their instructions, and the Iron Demon asked them not to kill any living beings. On the contrary, they should plunder their thinking organs, extract their souls, and pour them into unconscious mechanical bodies to achieve eternal immortality.

Death has been holding back his anger and has not been able to vent his anger on Schiller, who is cooperating. Now it just so happens that this guy called the Steel Demon seems to be Schiller's friend. Are they all the same? Can't he scold Schiller? I

Can't I scold you?

"The memories that remain in our memories, keep us awake at night, and break our hearts, and the treasures they protect that we will remember for a lifetime, together form this amazing world."

Death felt very annoying, so she refused to sign a contract with him. As a result, this person found her company and made a big fuss. Boss Fa kicked her and her brothers and sisters out of the company.

Give a stick to a sweet date, and Death surrendered to Schiller.

"Only by no longer being troubled by vulgar things can we move towards a greater and happier future..."

Stark blinked again mechanically, looked at death and said: "If you can see everything in the universe, then you should understand that in such a future, the universe will be ruled by machines."

"Are you mistaken?! You, you are Tony Stark! Aren't you a superhero?! How can you destroy the universe?! I have never seen Tony Stark like you!!!

"Death even roared a little aggrievedly.

Stark's movements became very mechanical. He walked to the dining table and sat down, turned his head, stared directly at death with his eyes, and said: "Because I have the bargaining chip to negotiate with you."

"Stop...stop!!!" Death screamed: "You can't do this! You will destroy this universe!"

Stark slowly opened his mouth, and Death seemed to have heard his affirmative answer.

"Oh? What is it?" Death showed a disdainful smile, looked at Stark jokingly and said: "If it is some kind of power, I advise you not to speak. I have already said that I am the source of power.

, does not require any additional force.”

Thinking of this, Death felt that this revenge feast was not exciting enough, so she waved her hand, and a dining table appeared on the desolate plain. Schiller's arm was placed in the center of the dining table, and Death put on

Wearing a gorgeous dress, she sat at the table, tied a napkin for herself, and picked up a knife and fork.

And what Stark said next made her premonition come true.

It was an unexpected and strong emotion that made everyone watching his death feel emotions and love that these abstract entities could perform but could never truly possess.

At the end of the selection branch, death only sees one pair of eyes.

These damn humans deserve to be punished, and this time, she is not an evil perpetrator, but a righteous avenger.

"Those who are small compared to your greatness will remain... mediocre and will never die."

I added 3,000 words today! Praise me!

I'll probably write some daily interludes tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I've been doing things continuously for two or three hundred chapters. My head hurts from rushing.
Chapter completed!