Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

The meeting fell into a brief silence again.

Fury said cautiously: "The warden realized ...?"

Banner: "...?"

He felt as if there had been some misunderstanding between them.

Banner opened his mouth: "Mr. Warden did not explain the reason, he just sent a lot of relevant information-I have nothing to do anyway, as you can see, I am a prisoner."

Hearing here, Fry frowned slightly. Given that he frowned most of the time, perhaps no one could find this out.

"Dr. Banner, SHIELD is communicating with General Ross. Regarding Hulk, I think if we work together-plus Mr. Stark, the technical adviser to the Avengers, I don't think this is impossible. solved problem."

Banner looked at Fury for a moment, looked down at his prison uniform, and suddenly smiled slightly: "But Mr. Secretary, I think this problem has been solved."

He spread his hand: "Mr. Warden's description of this matter is relatively vague. I think he may not ... but Mr. Stark has explained it to me, and I almost understand your guess."

Fury didn't answer, but apparently already knew what he wanted to say.

"As long as I don't leave the prison's area-according to Mr. Stark's speculation, that is, the part inside the wall." Banner was paused, his voice was a little light, and although there was nothing to show on his face, the few present were all You can guess what he means.

"That wouldn't give that big guy a chance."

Fury frowned: "Doctor, you are not just a threat to the world, you know that."

"I used to think." Banner answered.

No one was able to answer for a while.

From an admired scholar to a discoloring monster, not many people have experienced this before, but the struggle and resistance in it are not hard to imagine.

Stark took the lead in breaking the silence and clearing his throat: "About the test that the warden asked us to perform ..."

Fury's attention really attracted him.

Stark: "I have no clue."

Fury and Banner: "..."

Stark stunned Banner next to him: "But I have a small suggestion for your question."

Fury: "Don't do that."

Banner was frightened and asked in wonder: "What is it?"

"You don't have to be so rusty, you can call my name Tony." Stark spread his hand.

Fury: "... That's enough. What test did the warden require you to do?"

Stark and Benner glanced at each other and thought: "In fact, I don't know what his purpose is-the question that needs us to be clear is that, given the restraint of superpowers in the prison, can we still ... ... not dead? "

The people present looked at each other.

There is a well-known simple way to know the answer to this question, but in case the conclusion is not, Dr. Banner is cold.

"To be honest, both the warden and Rose gave me the right to take Banner out of prison occasionally," Stark said helplessly. "But this research must be done in the prison, and it is simply impossible-to know the bat Xia has already delved into the weathered soil of that site, and has not found the source of the problem in this area. "

Batman: "..."

He was silent for a while and said calmly: "The computer has told me that the soil detector encountered foreign matter in the weathering layer. According to the analysis, it is the product of Stark Technology."

Stark: "Any analysis? I know it's you, too."

"..." Fry didn't expect to have to be a peacemaker. "Well gentlemen-then Stark, what are you going to say to the warden?"

"The doctor meant that I told Mr. Warden that his life would not be threatened," Stark shrugged. "This can test why the warden wants to know this."

This is obviously not completely true.

But it was proposed by Banner.

After disconnecting from the conference, Stark looked at the sky outside: "You can stay here overnight."

"But it may turn into Hulk when I have nightmares," Banner answered.

Stark froze.

"Just kidding," Banner shrugged. "I don't have nightmares, I'm already in a nightmare."

Stark fell silent, but sighed not for him.

At the same time in prison, Zhang Dianyu was commenting on Peter's internship experience.

He wasn't sure whether he was serious about writing a review for Peter's school or adding a page of undercover arrangements for the SHIELD, but he wrote it seriously.

Of course, Zhang Dianyu was not a meticulous honest man. In his comments, he exaggerated Peter as a presidential seedling, so that when Peter flipped through his face, he blushed, stuttering, "Dian ... Mr. Diao ... "

Zhang Dianyu smiled dangerously, and patted the boy's shoulder: "Don't say anything."

He wrote this comment for half an hour, and if Peter said that he was not qualified to have Zhang Dianyu rewrite it, things would be serious.

Peter was afraid to refuse: "Okay, thank you, Mr. Warden."

Considering that Peter is about to leave the prison next week, Zhang Dianyu has a rare look with Yan Yue: "You have done enough."

Peter couldn't help but hold the comment in his maiden's chest.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

After Peter left, Zhang Dianyu was idle, glanced at the sofa next to him, and reopened the small map.

He also slept on the sofa for a month, taking a cold shower, and wearing a suit of a fixed suit-now that he has no way to log out, maybe he can beautify the living environment a little?

For example, the pot of cactus in the hall has already stabbed a dozen people coming and going. Even Zhang Dianyu and Stark were not spared. It is time to find a home for it.

If you weren't afraid that the clown would use it as a weapon, Zhang Dianyu would have inserted the cactus into the clown's cell.

I have to say that this pot of cactus is definitely more powerful than the pens recently favored by clowns.

Zhang Dianyu looked at the map that was getting nervous.

Obviously just bought a plot of land, but suddenly there is no free space-As for the courtyard originally intended to expand, Zhang Dianyu has cancelled this plan.

Since discovering that the small courtyard would reduce prisoners' fighting **, he planned to keep the courtyard.

It is not necessary to let the wind penetrate the wall. Zhang Dianyu even withdrew his guards—the prisoners were packed like that, and there was no need to be on duty. Now every afternoon, the garden looks like a box of canned sardines.

But not dead is a good thing.

There is only the bottom of the psychiatric area, and there is a small row of open space. Zhang Dianyu looked at the workers in the staff quarters. After a day of work, there were only a few people resting on the bed, and the others were just wandering in the room.

Unlike prisoners, they will at least find themselves something to do in accordance with the system's arrangements-as long as these employees are idle, they will sleepwalk within the prescribed range.

And Mr. Warden, who has no bed to rest, for example, while he is on-hook, will go to the lounge to face the wall.

And Zhang Dianyu now has to solve this problem.

There is no mobile phone in the prison now, at least everyone has a bed for rest-only he, the warden himself, no!

He was almost moved by his noble sentiment.

Now that the workers have nothing to do, Zhang Dianyu decided to let them build a new office building overnight under the psychiatric ward, so that the tool manager, accountant, lawyer, security supervisor, and psychologist will all move in, just to be able to accompany the mental illness The psychiatrist is a companion.

The original office building can be transformed into the personal residence of the warden.

Since then, Zhang Dianyu has been able to sleep.

With good expectations for the future, Zhang Dianyu carefully planned the office areas for employees. The office must not be too wasteful. Anyway, they do n’t know how to enjoy it. It is still a small 4x4 grid with a large lounge in the middle, so that they can recover their energy and return to work.

A few hours later, it was already late at night, and the prisoners were forcibly returned to the dormitory. On the path, only the guards who occasionally held the detainees back to their cells and the staff working 24 hours.

In fact, Zhang Dianyu did not understand why his chef was cooking on the stove most of the night.

He even saw a solitary gardener and another guard in a gardener's suit planting the tree on the plot of land opposite him that was bought for planting.

If this is not a game, some people may suspect that they were buried in the middle of the night.

Zhang Dianyu shook her head and left the incident behind.

He looked at the renovated new office building and always felt that the lounge was too big. In order to prevent several supervisors from going back to the dorm to sleep in person, he decided to do another good thing and put a few beds in the lounge surrounded by their office.

Rest on the spot, work on the spot.

After completing these tasks, Zhang Dianyu scanned the entire prison as usual before closing the game panel.

He remembers Stark returning Banner to the morgue a few hours ago, and then left alone. The Hulk arrest team, which had obtained Ross's approval, had already evacuated a few days ago. After returning to Dr. Banner, the guards were handcuffed by the guards.

But several others were awake in the cell, all prisoners.

This is not within the prison's forbidden behavior-can Zhang Dianyu still forbid prisoners from insomnia?

But the problem is that insomnia is at the bottom of their status bar, and there are a few prominent orange characters on the top to indicate their identity-criminal mental patients.

In other words, during this period, there were several more mental illnesses caused by excessive stress in the prison.

Zhang Dianyu pulled the map and looked at another character, Secostone.

He also slept on the bed where Zhang Dianyu used to go, and slept very sweetly-next to him was a meticulous pixel guard, who was monitoring several instigators as instructed by Zhang Dianyu. Trends.

He couldn't help feeling the difference in mental quality.

Zhang Dianyu looked again at Dr. Banner who slept peacefully in the morgue.

Although it takes a year and a half to apply for a degree-this is still the schedule he made for Dr. Banner, which is far from so fast for ordinary people-but prisons now need psychiatrists, even Barely, it's better than nothing.

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