The Death Knell

"Do you know where these orangutans come from?"

Howard asked Deathstroke. Under the moonlight, his shining golden weapon moved back and forth on the table. It was difficult not to notice.

Su Ming cut another roasted chicken leg and ate it by himself: "I don't know about this. Although I am the Supreme Mage, the Time Stone is not omnipotent. If I am involved in something, then I cannot see it. That part revolved around my future, and I could only see it in fits and starts, like a tape being gnawed by a rat."

The reason is unknown. Maybe it’s because DC people are essentially unable to check their own time through Marvel’s gems?

But there are some places where this doesn’t make sense.

However, the adjutant is still conducting research on the time machine, and he may be able to find the answer one day in the future using technology.

"Then how did you know you wanted us to come here?" Howard looked unconvinced. He had known Deathstroke for so many years and knew that only one third of what this dark man said might be true.

"I just accidentally got the information from Natasha. I know that Tony is going to play the trick of a domineering president showing off his wealth to his secretary tonight, so I am going to take you to see the excitement. This weird attack was not arranged by me. , you know I like orangutans very much, right?"

Su Ming calmly took a bite of the meat. The heat and taste were perfect. The chef's skills were good.

This hotel, from the manager to the waiters, are all orphans who graduated from Chuji Academy. There is no doubt about their loyalty. Even though many orangutans have washed up on the beach and killed passers-by who stayed on the beach at night to watch Tony's excitement, they are still in good order. The ground maintains the rhythm of serving dishes.

The appetizer is seafood, the main course is roast chicken, Maria brought the pie, and what is missing now is soup and dessert.

Maria seemed a little dissatisfied with the slaughter of innocent citizens by the beasts below, and secretly winked at Howard, trying to get him to ask Deathstroke to save people.

However, Howard shook his head slightly and did not do so.

Deathstroke obviously didn't value human life. He was more focused on the man wearing a monkey headband flopping in the sea.

Maria glared at her husband. There were many meanings in this look, such as 'I will never go to bed if you don't talk', 'I'll sleep in the study every day', 'I must clean the garage', 'a useless thing', etc. .

Howard was immediately frightened. Because he brought Contracia's 'specialty' home, Maria had not given him a good look these days. It was only a little better today.

She clearly said she was some kind of mechanical synthetic maid, but when she saw Maria, she took off all her clothes, saying she was a little hot and wanted to have fun with Maria.

This exposed the fact on the spot that the high-tech mechanical android was actually a sex doll...

Howard would have almost died of domestic violence if Tesla hadn't come to his rescue.

The mustachioed scientist thought for a while and then spoke from a different angle: "Slade, do you feel something is wrong with these orangutans?"

"I discovered it a long time ago."

Su Ming pointed back at the street not far below. Ordinary people might not be able to see it when they were a little far away on the sea, but now they are close. After these orangutans broke away from the monkey ball, their whole bodies were shining:

"Under normal vision, red is the farthest-propagating band in the spectrum. It can be seen from a long distance and has strong penetrating power. It can also be clearly seen in foggy and rainy days, so red is also chosen for car brake lights. But the light on these beasts is different and cannot be seen from a distance, so I feel a strange sense of familiarity."

"I think they are too silent." Howard expressed his doubts: "Even the human army will shout or roar when they are killing or lifting something, but these monsters are tearing living people apart with their hands. He didn't say a word and looked very calm."

Deathstroke waited until he got the soup. It was not his favorite kind, but it was still edible. He nodded: "You are right. These guys seem to have suppressed their animal nature and only have the purest killing, so I think they It must be controlled by someone. With this scale and form, it may be someone with psychic abilities. There are too many suspects and I can’t pinpoint the target at the moment.”

"So you can't take action. Do you suspect that the other party won't show up after you show up?" Howard slapped his mouth.

But Su Ming shook his head and showed a smile: "Actually, if Tony is here, the other party will not show up. Iron Man is enough to make the people behind the scenes retreat. I speculate that that guy is inexperienced in the world, and at the same time has extremely low self-esteem, but he has inadvertently obtained For a person with extraordinary strength, hiding behind the scenes shows that he is also very cautious.”

"What do you mean?" Howard didn't understand where these speculations came from.

Su Ming spread his hands on the table, took out a cigar from his pocket and stuffed it into the host's fingers, then took out a lighter and lit it. The man took a sip and mumbled it in his mouth a few times before exhaling and saying:

"If you had psychic powers, would you choose to control people? Or control monkeys?"

Howard understood that normal people would definitely choose to control humans. After all, humans are better than gorillas in terms of concealment and balanced abilities.

But the person behind all this didn't think so. He chose the gorilla. Did he have no choice? Or do you think orangutans are more reliable than humans?

The former director with a coquettish moustache prefers the latter. If these beasts are really controlled by someone, it is normal for antisocial lunatics to have such character flaws.

There is satellite interference caused by magic on the hotel rooftop, so Su Ming and the Stark family have dinner here without having to worry about being seen by Black Braised Egg. He nodded and continued to puff away:

"The second point is, do you know that the orangutans on the earth can be roughly divided into two types?"

"Uh...gorillas and chimpanzees?"

Howard is not a biologist, so he is just making wild guesses, which will directly expel the orangutan from the game.

Su Ming threw him a high-end cigar, crossed his legs, and said the answer with a smile:

"Wrong, there are two kinds of male orangutans and female orangutans!"

The evening wind blew by, and it seemed as if a few corpses were flying through the air not far away. The surroundings seemed to become quiet except for the screams.

"..." Howard closed his eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth: "I'm here to talk about serious things, and you want to tell me about brain teasers?"

He raised the glass angrily, and the large glass of champagne was as dull as soda pop.

Su Ming lit a cigar for him and stuffed it into his mouth: "It's not a brain teaser, I just want you to pay attention. We have seen about 17,000 gorillas so far, but all of them are male. .”

Howard was stunned for a moment. He turned his head and looked down carefully. Although his eyesight and memory were not as good as the death knell, after seeing dozens of them, it seemed that this was indeed the case.

"What does this mean?"

Su Ming leaned back in his chair, the red dots of the cigar flashing under the moonlight, and dark words came along with the smell of blood:

"It shows that the person behind the scenes is still a retard. It is clear that if both males and females were selected, the scale of the beast wave would be at least twice as big as it is now, but he artificially excluded all females. I guess the reason he chose male orangutans is simply because they are more powerful than before. Female orangutans are stronger.”

"Well, the analysis makes some sense, but what's the use?" Howard put down his wine glass and refilled it: "I only know that those orangutans are killing people, and we are having dinner."

Su Ming shrugged, as if he was disappointed with Howard's intelligence, and continued to eat:

"Tsk, let me explain it to you more clearly. If the guy behind the scenes is a human being, his or her choices reflect the inertia of thinking. They believe in brute force to solve problems, and believe that greater strength means greater strength. In view of the sexist population ratio, I think the suspect is a male, so if you see him in the future, send a woman with high intelligence and immunity to psychic powers to fight him and gain a slight upper hand. He may himself My mentality has exploded, do I still need to take action on this kind of thing myself?"

"Then what do you care about?" Howard smoked a cigarette and gave up the idea of ​​persuading Deathstroke to take action.

"What I care about is what creates this new superpower. The day I came back from the outside, I saw the news on TV that the space station was attacked by radiation. I was wondering if there is any connection between all these."

The mercenary pulled the thick soup on the plate in front of him and took out a shrimp to feed to Strangler. Howard across the table was thinking and asked:

"Isn't it cosmic radiation?"

"Radiation is often caused by energy bursts. Where is the energy source? You have to look away from the street and look at the whole thing in terms of the planet and the universe. You can see where the real threat is... ...The orangutan army? It’s just an appetizer. If my prediction is correct, there are a lot of newly awakened superpower lunatics hiding in the dark on the earth. The fool commanding the orangutan army today may be regarded as a signal of rise. Imitators will be popping up in droves over the next few days."

Su Ming said his reasoning quietly, looking across the streets and beaches filled with mutilated limbs and corpses, and looked back at the night sky, where there seemed to be a particularly shining star.