Spoilers for all the worlds

Su Han remained silent, leaning back on the high-backed chair, his body shrouded in mist. His eyes were calm, staring at the people in front of him through the heavy fog.

Seeing Su Han not responding, Xiaozhi took it for granted, then sat in his seat and began to think about the content of Pokémon.

Whitebeard's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly spoke, "Boy over there! Do you want to learn my armed color and knowledge color domineeringness?"

"What?" Xiaozhi looked up at Whitebeard blankly, without reacting.

"In the Pokémon world, it seems that the fighting king can fight with fighting Pokémon with his bare hands, right?"

Tony Stark spoke in a low voice with an inexplicable tone, "If you learn the weapon color and push this ability to an extremely advanced level, there will be no problem even if you fight with a low-level third-level god, right?"

In the Pokémon world, even the lowest level three gods symbolize part of the nature of the world. Possessing the great power to cause natural disasters. Although every time he thinks of this, Tony Stark is even more shocked by Su Han's ability.

Level three gods are already so terrifying, level two, level one...even the legendary Arceus. Will it be so powerful? However, they were like playthings in front of Su Han. The stars of the plot condensed between being played with and applauded by him at will.

It is simply impossible to deduce the limit of the power of the Speaker of Parliament. Tony Stark pursed his lips, his thoughts flickering.

Every understatement and action of the Speaker can easily break the limits of their thinking, causing their outlook to collapse and their hearts to be shaken.

"This," Xiaozhi was moved, but he was a little strange and uneasy, "that... old gentleman, I should be strangers to you, right? Why do you inexplicably want to teach me these advanced martial arts?"

Xiaozhi had only seen part of Naruto and Pirates before, and Pirates had only seen the battle at the top... At this time, the concept of Haki had only just begun to take shape, and it had not yet been fully revealed. So Xiaozhi regarded the weapon color in Whitebeard's mouth as a martial arts trick similar to Six Styles.

Whitebeard's eyes were a little deep, and he spoke every word very seriously, "Boy! I am very optimistic about you. Are you willing to be my son?"

Tony Stark's expression was stiff. He didn't expect that the plot would develop like this.

Before, he thought that Whitebeard was interested in Pokémon from Ash's world. After all, Tony Stark is also very greedy for Pokémon.

"Stop joking." Xiaozhi's cheeks were swollen red and he was dancing.

Whitebeard heard Xiaozhi's mood through the Haki of Wisdom and Color. Although his Wisdom and Color has not reached the level of Roger's ability to listen to the voices of all things, it is extremely simple to sense the most basic mood fluctuations through the fog. .

There was a hint of regret in his eyes, but his voice was as bold as ever, "Gu la la la, there's no problem if you don't want to be my son. I'm still willing to teach you. And... you have learned how to be armed, see and hear, You can also teach them to your elves.”

"Don't you want to change your destiny? Don't you want to reach the top in the Kanto region?"

Xiaozhi stopped talking. He was shaken and felt very entangled in his heart.

Tony Stark sighed inwardly, saying that he had seen through Whitebeard's conspiracy. It's inappropriate to say that you don't want to take it, but with Xiaozhi's character and being taught by Whitebeard... isn't it easy to accumulate feelings in this kind of teaching?

Considering that Xiaozhi has not had a father since he was a child... there is a high chance that he will recognize his father in the future.

"This routine is a bit similar to when I adopted Ace as my son. This old guy! He's very bad."

Although he was amazed, Tony Stark did not interfere with it. How interesting is this? Moreover, Whitebeard is sincere towards his son and is not a trick. So this matter cannot be said to be a bad thing for Xiaozhi.

"Boy over there." Tony Stark suddenly spoke to Ash.

"You?" Xiaozhi looked at Tony Stark with some confusion.

"Are you willing to make a trade?" Tony Stark intertwined his hands on his abdomen and stared at Xiaozhi with fun and interest, "I will use a fully formed artificial intelligence! In exchange for some Pokémon from your world..."

"No need for anything precious. Just give me a few of the wild bibills, spearbirds, green caterpillars, even carp kings, rattles... Of course, one male and one female would be better. ”

After a pause, Tony Stark continued, "If you are willing to make a deal, then I will treat them well. I will not conduct harsh experiments on them...I guarantee it in the name of Iron Man."

"...After I go back, I will think about it carefully and give you an answer." Xiaozhi said softly, and then suddenly remembered something. He immediately raised his head and stared at Su Han, asking respectfully, "Well, Your Excellency, Speaker of the Parliament, I I would like to ask, can we contact you at normal times? Or can we only meet in this space."

Whitebeard's eyes immediately focused, and Tony Stark's ears stood up for a moment.

Su Han's expression became strange, and he was thinking in his heart. Would it benefit him to have members of this group contact him at any time and at any time?

Apparently there is. After all, this can further create the powerful feeling of Su Han descending into different worlds at will.

Moreover, he can also use this to learn about major events happening in their world at the first time.

But how do you let them contact you at any time?

Su Han fumbled with the back of the chair with his fingers. The currently known condition is that Su Han's spirit will be connected to the existences that enter the foggy space. For example, God descended on Naruto and Pirates before. It is through this connection.

Therefore, in theory, if members in the foggy space call Su Han's name, Su Han will also feel it. No...if the name Su Han is revealed directly, the coolness that has been put on for so long will explode...

Therefore, a more euphemistic approach must be used.

Time passes bit by bit.

Xiaozhi became nervous again, almost doubting whether he had touched some of the Speaker's lightning points again...

Just when he was feeling uneasy, Su Han finally spoke.

"Say my name so you can contact me."

Su Han's voice was extremely slow, and he was still deducing in his heart.

Xiaozhi finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

Su Han was thinking. Since you can't use your real name, use pronouns. What are his characteristics in the foggy space?

Su Han's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he spoke slowly, "If you want me to cast my eyes on you! Just read these words."

"Those who cannot be looked directly at in the fog."

This sentence is indeed in line with Su Han's own characteristics, but it is not accurate enough... In Cthulhu's world view, there may be other people lurking in the fog who cannot be seen directly.

Although he felt that it was impossible for the group of people in front of him to contact other evil gods, Su Han needed to minimize this possibility. He immediately added another sentence.

"The man who observes from outside the world."

Still not working, the directivity is still not strong.

Su Han frowned tightly and took a few breaths before suddenly thinking of his biggest feature. There was a hint of surprise on his face and he said softly.

"The craftsman who polishes and interferes with the destiny of the world."

At this point, Su Han paused. These descriptions should be enough to target him...

He thought about it for half a minute, confirmed that there was no problem, and then said the final words.

"Call it, call it, cast your gaze downwards. The principle of illusion, the wheel of fortune, descends into the world."

The foggy space was completely silent.

Whitebeard's pupils suddenly shrank.

God, don’t look directly at him! God, observing from outside the world. The gods control the world in their hands, interfere with its destiny, and constantly polish it as a work of art.

This should be what the first three mean! There is no doubt that these three points point to the elusive and incomprehensible Speaker of the Parliament in front of him.

No... in the final analysis, the Speaker of the Assembly is just a code name, and the real name of the Speaker of the Assembly is definitely not that. But he... no, what is his real name?

Whitebeard's brows furrowed, but he was stuck here, unable to figure it out.

On the other side, Tony Stark also looked solemn. However, he was thinking deeper than Whitebeard.

"Previously, the Speaker of the Council said that you can contact him by calling his true name...but this passage describes his appearance, the environment he is in, and the power he controls."

"Then analyzing the content revealed in his words...his real name should also be hidden in it! What could it be?"

After thinking about it, Tony Stark suddenly realized the last paragraph of Su Han's words. The illusory principle, the wheel of fate...is coming here?

As if his brain was exploding, Tony Stark's current state could no longer be described as numb.

He stared at Su Han blankly, his hair standing on end and his lips trembling. He suddenly realized the terrifying message contained in this summoning ritual——

The Speaker is the wheel of fortune!