Rubik’s Cube of Heavens

Cowen was really surprised.

He looked at the still distorted scene where the portal disappeared, and then asked Tony Stark, "How did you do it?"

There was a soft sound of mechanical operation, and Tony Stark opened the battle armor mask.

Showing his smug smile, he pretended to be on the Versailles track: "It's nothing, it's very simple, I just interfered with the gravity, magnetism, gravitation, air flow and other physical foundations of that area."

Stopping the operation of the interference device, Tony Stark lowered his arm.

With a victorious attitude, he warned casually: "You see, your space technology is not safe, so if you want to come back in the future, please ring the doorbell."

Spreading his hands, Tony Stark continued: "Otherwise, it would be dangerous to accidentally teleport to my defense interference area. I heard that space turbulence is scary?"

Hearing this, Kewen under the hood and cloak couldn't help laughing.

"You try again?" he suggested to Tony Stark.

Tony Stark was stunned: "Try what?"

Kewen didn't respond, but raised his hand and waved, reopening the portal that was spinning with blue sparks.

Tony Stark understood what Kewen meant, and he confidently raised the arm of the armor again and activated the space interference device.

At the same time, Kewen released his magic power instantly, and controlled the range of magic power within a few meters around the portal.

The magic power with the will of the magic way seems to form a small field,

Instantly eroded the physical rules of that area.

This allows Tony Stark's jamming device to function successfully, but it can no longer affect the physical basis of that field.

The complacent expression disappeared, and Tony Stark widened his eyes blankly.

"Ah……"

Kewen chuckled softly on purpose, stepped forward slowly, and finally walked into the portal unharmed.

With his back to Tony Stark, Kewen raised his hand and waved it casually: "Goodbye, great genius Stark."

When the words fell, the portal instantly shrank and closed.

The last trace of blue sparks fell to the ground and disappeared.

Tony Stark stared at the area that was instantly distorted, and he couldn't help but be silent.

Turning off the interference device, Tony Stark bared his teeth like a "crooked dragon king", and then ordered embarrassingly: "Jarvis, delete the monitoring records during this time."

"deleted."

"Ok, is that strange energy recorded?"

"Yes, sir."

"Then let's start with the concept of 'wave', or substitute the principle of 'quantum generator'."

"Sir, please order."

Tony Stark didn't take off his suit, he stepped forward and raised his hand, and began to input various algorithm formulas in the controllable virtual interface.

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the other side.

After Kewen returned to the hospital, he left a missing body clone, and then the main body got into the Rubik's cube space.

He started working on drawings of robots that Tony Stark helped design.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

On this day, Kewen walked out of the Rubik's Cube with five beauties and returned to the hospital.

Without taking back his avatar immediately, he took five beauties into the mirror space and transferred to all over the world.

Kewen returned two days later.

Two days later, the five beauties gathered in New York through normal channels, and joined the hospital through normal channels.

Three doctors and two nurses.

Kewen successfully integrated Tony Stark's robot design into the "God Machine Doll" of "God Machine Hundred Refinements".

The five dolls are controlled by the five artificial intelligences provided by Tony Stark.

These dolls can imitate various expressions and tone of voice, and can also communicate with people normally.

The only flaw is the eyes, which are too indifferent.

But Cowen still has a way.

He made alchemy glasses for the five dolls, which had many magical functions.

The most basic is the cognitive hypnosis function on the glasses.

Unless it is someone who can see through magic, ordinary people will be changed by magic when they communicate with dolls.

They will automatically make up the eyes of the puppet with the language of the puppet.

In addition to this function, glasses have other cognitive-altering effects.

When wearing glasses, the doll is one appearance in the eyes of ordinary people; when the doll takes off the glasses, they are another appearance, that is, the real appearance designed by Kewen.

This function is similar to the glasses of Superman next door, wearing the glasses is the little reporter Clark Kent, taking off the glasses is Krypton Superman.

There are also some other small functions, such as preventing falling and the like.

In short, with these glasses, Kewen can rest assured that the puppets can work normally in the hospital.

...

Cowen finally got rid of his many doctor jobs.

He entrusted most of the treatment work to the dolls, while he only received some incurable diseases.

Kewen has more time to study.

So he stayed on the fourth floor most of the day, concentrating on learning the magic of 'Kama Taj'.

It's been over three months like this.

A phone call came today.

Kewen picked up his mobile phone and saw that the caller was Natasha.

After being connected, Kewen said warmly, "Hi, Natasha, is it time for a work report again?"

A chuckle rang from across the phone.

Natasha's magnetic voice came out, and she joked: "Yes, boss, the mission has been successfully completed, and I will report to you again."

"Did it go well?" Kewen smiled: "Also, is there a holiday this time?"

"Hmm." Natasha responded, "I'm lucky, I got a few days off this time."

"Are you injured?"

Kewen's tone turned concerned: "Because you didn't have a vacation after your previous assignments."

"Thank you for your concern."

Natasha smiled softly: "You know, my profession can't avoid fighting, but peace of mind, it's just some minor bruises."

"When will you come over?" Kewen said, "Are there any wounds? If there are any, come over as soon as possible to avoid scars."

"Can you heal the scar?"

Natasha's voice was slightly excited: "Can you do anything about the scars from a long time ago?"

"Of course." Kewen's voice was full of confidence: "You can always trust Chinese medicine."

"That's good! Wait for me!"

Natasha said very simply: "Oh yes, this time I'm going to bring a friend there, the only friend among all my colleagues."

"No problem." Kewen responded, "How long will it take?"

"Tomorrow morning." Natasha paused and said, "I have to prepare a written report for the mission today, and I will take a plane to New York tomorrow morning."

"Okay, I'll prepare a sumptuous lunch for you." Kewen said with a smile: "I recently hired a very good life assistant. Her best skill is cooking."

"I know."

Natasha said with a laugh, and then continued after a pause: "I want to apologize to you first, because of work, the way I follow my friends is a little different."

"So I used our system to pay attention to your situation from time to time."

In a playful tone, Natasha said with a laugh, "Six more women in your hospital? May I think that you have a tendency to learn from Tony Stark's playboy?"

"of course not."

Kewen emphasized: "Did you only notice the six ladies? My hospital employs not only six of them, but also other male staff such as security and cleaning."

"How did you say that in the east?"

Natasha lengthened her tone a little, and then said, "Oh yes, it's closeness, right? So of course I should pay more attention to the ladies who are closer to you."

"forgive me."

Kewen's chuckle was a little helpless: "I'll introduce you tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll let you go today." Natasha joked, and then said, "Then let's do this for now, see you tomorrow."

"okay, see you tomorrow."

Looking at the phone that had ended the communication, Kewen smiled and shook his head, put down the phone and continued to devote himself to the study of magic.

Time flies very fast once you focus on it.

The next day came.

Around ten o'clock, a black SUV stopped at the entrance of the hospital.

The door opened, and Natasha and a mental man in his thirties got out of the car.

Walking into the lobby on the first floor, Natasha greeted the front desk: "Hi, Mihir, where is your boss now?"

"Hello Natasha."

The front desk Mihir Rein responded enthusiastically: "The boss is upstairs."

"Are you at work?" Natasha asked.

Mihir glanced at the appointment record, then smiled and shook his head: "No, there is no patient appointment today."

"Thanks."

Natasha waved goodbye: "please let him know, I'll go straight up."

"OK."

Entering the elevator, the man beside Natasha asked in surprise, "You are familiar with the people in this hospital?"

"A lot during the 'Stark Industries' time."

Natasha nodded and smiled at the man beside her: "Don't be like this, relax Barton, it's holiday time, restrain your work temperament, don't scare my friends."

Clint Barton, Hawkeye in the future Avengers.

Hearing this, he smiled and shook his head, followed by taking two deep breaths, hiding the sharp color in his eyes, and the capable temperament on his body gradually calmed down.

Ding!

The elevator reached the fourth floor and the door opened.

Stepping out of the elevator, Natasha called in the corridor, "Kewen, where are you?"

"here."

Kewen's response appeared immediately, and within two breaths, he walked out of the study.

"Hi, Natasha."

Cowen greeted with a smile, looked at Clint Barton again, and nodded friendly: "Hello, welcome, I'm Cowen Quinn, the owner of this private hospital."

"Hello."

Barton stepped forward with a gentle smile and shook hands with Kewen: "Clint Barton, Cortana's colleague, nice to meet you."

"Gentlemen."

Natasha enjoyed the atmosphere. She smiled and said, "Do we have to talk here?"

"Please come in."

Kewen smiled and stretched out his hand to lead Natasha and Barton into the living room...

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