The Black Book

Hua La~

The large dark wings stretched down, and the tall and elegant figure landed lightly on the balcony, throwing aside a gentle man in his hand, who was only in his trousers.

Robert Bruce Banner staggered for a while, and finally stood firm. He looked up and saw a kind and elegant middle-aged white man smiling at him.

The retro tuxedo, spotless white gloves, and humble and polite temperament perfectly matched the image of an ancient noble butler in Banner's imagination.

"Wilson, find him some clothes and prepare a room."

"Yes, my Lord."

The gorgeous and evil dark wings shrank and closed, turning into a cloak behind his back. Zhu Haomiao walked back to his previous seat, opened the magic book he had not finished reading, and took a sip of coffee on the coffee table.

Hmm... It's still warm...

On the other side, quietly looking at the black-clothed boy sitting in a high-back chair, Banner hesitated to speak, with thousands of questions in his heart.

But in the end, he still didn't dare to speak rashly. He imitated Wilson's actions and saluted by touching his chest, and followed the guide obediently and disappeared into the corridor.

Tens of minutes later, after washing and changing into clean clothes, Bruce Banner came to Zhu Haomiao again and found that he was meditating with his eyes closed.

Looking at Wilson who smiled but didn't say anything, Bruce Banner couldn't stand or sit. He could only stand beside the strict mentor like a primary school student who made a mistake, waiting anxiously for his attention.

Not far away from him, Zhu Haomiao was immersed in reviewing the game, with all kinds of information in his mind.

[Gluttony] Devouring source

All attributes +60 (30×200%)

Absorbing original sin

[Anger]: LV.0→LV.4

After a long time, Zhu Haomiao opened his eyes faintly and nodded as if he had realized something.

As an important villain in the long river of fate, hatred itself gathers a huge amount of luck, which will be transformed into a strange supernatural power under the influence of special [cause].

This is also the underlying driving force that pushed Emil, who was originally an ordinary human, to step by step to the opposite side of the "protagonist".

In other words, it is the inevitable endowment of all "protagonists" - [destiny]!

But no one is the eternal "protagonist". When fate comes, the "protagonist" will become a "supporting role", becoming a stepping stone for another person to move forward, or completing his mission and ending his story on a grand and tragic stage...

Just like... the last snap of fingers...

With a clear mind, Zhu Haomiao couldn't help but look at his hands subconsciously.

For a long time, I thought I was devouring [power].

However, at a more fundamental level, I was feeding on [destiny]!

This is also the reason why I instinctively have greed and appetite for Tony!

As a mortal, the flesh and blood are not attractive to me, but the [destiny] it carries makes me salivate.

With all sorts of thoughts in his mind, Zhu Haomiao finally came to his senses after a long time and noticed Bruce Banner, who was nervous and cramped beside him.

"Sorry, I was lost in thought. Sit down."

Pointing to the single sofa not far away, Zhu Haomiao chuckled gently and politely.

Hearing this, Bruce Banner carefully sat on the sofa, but inexplicably only dared to sit on half of his buttocks. He turned sideways awkwardly to face the black-clothed boy and spoke uneasily.

"Hello, my name is Bruce Banner. Thank you for saving Betty."

"You're welcome. This is just a deal."

"…………"

Seeing Banner's complex emotions, Zhu Haomiao chuckled and comforted him.

"My name is Zhu Haomiao. Don't be nervous. I won't use you for human experiments. I just need a little of your blood occasionally. In return, you can live here temporarily to avoid being caught outside."

Hearing this, Bruce Banner's tense muscles gradually relaxed and he nodded solemnly.

"I will abide by the previous agreement."

"Well, in addition, I see that you seem to be very distressed about how to control the beast in your heart. I have some meditation methods here. Do you want to try them?"

As soon as these words came out, Bruce Banner's eyes lit up and he nodded vigorously.

However, Zhu Haomiao on the side smiled and poured cold water on him.

"Don't expect too much. The power in your body is very special. Meditation cannot completely control it. At most, it can only play some auxiliary effects."

"It doesn't matter. Even if there is a little effect, it's good!"

It can be seen that Bruce Banner really hates Hulk. In a previous loss of control, he almost killed his beloved girlfriend with his own hands.

For a period of time, the ancient and magnificent temple became more popular.

As a top scientist, Bruce Banner came into contact with the unprecedented world of mysticism for the first time. Like a curious child, he pestered Wilson every day to ask questions.

But Wilson, who was "new to the party", knew the facts but not the reasons, and could only perfunctorily send him away many times.

At the same time, Zhu Haomiao was flipping through the vast collection of books in the temple, studying Bruce Banner, and practicing [Portal] when he had time.

No mistakes in one song, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Today, he can already open a hole with a diameter of more than ten centimeters, but it is not very stable...

On this day, Zhu Haomiao habitually drew circles, looking at the magnificent scene of silver behind the "window" the size of a washbasin, and suddenly a vague call came from his mind.

"Zhu...Zhu..."

With a move of his eyes, Zhu Haomiao stood up, and under Banner's curious gaze, he carefully put his fingers together and solemnly drew a circle in the void.

Following the call of the beacon, there are anchor points on both sides of the [portal], and the difficulty is instantly reduced. The gorgeous fire circle with a diameter of more than two meters suddenly expanded, revealing the fashionable living room opposite.

In Tony Stark's astonished eyes, Zhu Haomiao passed through the fire circle, and the [portal] quickly collapsed and dissipated behind him.

"Are you calling me?"

Faced with Zhu Haomiao's inquiry, Tony was stunned for a few seconds before he came back to his senses and nodded quickly.

"Yes, what I promised you before."

As he said, he picked up the replaced simple Ark reactor and carefully handed it to Zhu Haomiao.

After receiving the gift from the other party, Zhu Haomiao vaguely sensed the strange fluctuations of the long river of fate, and couldn't help but frowned slightly.

It seems that accepting it will cause the world line to deviate unpredictably...

After hesitating for a moment, Zhu Haomiao shook his head and threw it back.

"Forget it."

Tony Stark took the palm-sized Ark Reactor steadily and looked at Zhu Haomiao strangely.

"Didn't you say you wanted it?"

When he agreed, Tony Stark thought he was coveting the technology of the Ark Reactor, but later he thought he might just like to collect some commemorative things.

But now, the other party strangely doesn't want it...

"It doesn't belong to me now. When it breaks the cause and effect and ends its mission, I will take it away."