In fact, the matter of Mephisto's son did not disrupt Salomon's schedule too much, because both tracking the Ghost Rider and the unidentified demon will take time. The Supreme Mage obviously knows something.
, but the Venerable did not say anything. All the mystics believed that the Venerable had his own plans. They did not need to think too much about this matter. After all, Kamal Taj had never had any problems under the Venerable's guidance for thousands of years.
This time is no exception.
Salomon, the favorite disciple of the Supreme Mage, went down the mountain with the advice of Brother Diarrhea to deal with the Tibetans. Many mystics will learn basic herbal knowledge before signing a contract with Weishan Emperor, and doing good deeds will also
Increase the success rate of signing a contract with Emperor Weishan (the warlock and the suzerain choose each other, and the camp does not care about deeds, no matter what the reason, doing good is doing good). Therefore, except for Salomon, the mystic who accidentally signed the contract,
, almost all mystics have participated in the work of diagnosing and treating Tibetans down the mountain. Although he has never shown his face at the foot of the mountain, when Salomon appeared wearing Kama Taj's simple gray clothes, he was still recognized.
——Salomon smiled reluctantly, preparing to accept the attack of a large amount of butter tea. What Brother Diarrhea said was nonsense. This kind of simple enthusiasm in the border area was too difficult to resist!
"Boya, you look very unhappy." The witch sniffed, a look of interest flashing in her pale gray eyes. She knew where Kama Taj's headquarters was, and she smelled a
The smell of wool felt and the aroma of oil, Bayonetta's sharp eyes also found a few gray wool on the corners of Salomon's clothes. She had roughly guessed what was going on, and now she just wanted to
Let's see if Salomon will say it without shame.
The android was holding home cotton pajamas at the side, ready to help Salomon change into clothes. At this time, Salomon's face could not be said to be bad, but a strange expression of shame and comfort.
Just like an adult golden retriever who stuffed a whole sausage into his stomach. He didn't have food poisoning, but the effect of a large amount of butter tea was too much, so good that it made him ashamed. When he returned to Kama Taj headquarters
, the only thing that greeted him was the joking look in his senior brother's eyes. Any potions he had stored up were of no help to his previous symptoms. In desperation, he could only run to a distant health clinic to buy some pills and take them - there
His medicine is much cheaper than any clinic in the United States. After all, his medical insurance is not available in this country.
"Nothing." As expected, Salomon refused to answer that question. He raised his hands feebly and let the android help him change his clothes. Even though he was much better and could quickly use his physique to
He was recovering, but not now. Now he just wanted to lie on a soft place and sleep. So, the witch's thigh became the best option. Bayonetta played with Salomon's hair, and then poked it.
His face showed no intention of stopping for a moment.
"Where is Joan of Arc?" Salomon asked with his eyes closed, "I haven't seen her today."
"She went to the SPA with your adoptive mother. I don't know why, but Athena only invited her. She seemed to have something to say to her." The witch frowned, a little dissatisfied with Athena's attitude. She remembered that Zhen
After receiving the call from Athena, De's face turned red, her eyes flickered, and she refused to look at her. Bayonetta poked the Mystic Mage's cheek again as if to vent her anger, but Salomon only focused on enjoying the witch's knee pillow.
, unwilling to open his eyes, he was intoxicated by the softness and fragrance, forgetting about the training he was going to do with the artificial man. He asked with his few clear thoughts, "What about the Cheshire Cat?"
"
"I also went to the SPA, which is what he strongly requested."
"A cat with cucumber slices on its eyes?" The mystic mage imagined the ridiculous appearance of the Cheshire cat. "I hope there is a pet cleaning service there. Speaking of which, that stupid cat seems to enjoy life better than us, my dear."
"Boya, have you forgotten the reason why the Cheshire Cat was castrated?" The witch gently twisted Salomon's ears, "You don't want to end up like the Cheshire Cat~"
The artificial man standing aside was even more confused.
Human relationships are really complicated. She must speed up her study.
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"Ahem." Salomon still tried his best to maintain the majesty of his master in front of the androids. Although this kind of thing does not exist at all, he still has to do superficial things. Now he and the android Dinah are at the top of the Stark Group.
In the laboratory, this is Stark's private laboratory. The mystic is here to teach the android some skills needed to protect him.
"It's all here." Stark directed his helper, and the robot arm "Die" carried the needed equipment. "These are all the previous inventory and have not been cleared out. They can be used now.
There are all kinds of light firearms here, and the shooting range has been prepared. Seriously, Salomon, do you really not need a pistol? I can help you with the gun ownership procedures."
"I feel like I don't have time to train how to use a gun. Although I can hit a target ten meters away now, I'm definitely not as skilled as the agents." Salomon pointed to a metal target made in the shape of a human upper body not far away.
.These targets are fixed and look bumpy. These targets are often used by Stark to test the weapons of the Iron Armor. Recently, Tony Stark acquired a large number of Chitauri remains. After reverse engineering, he
Part of the technology was analyzed, which led to the rapid iteration of his steel armor technology, and the shooting range was used more frequently.
The mystic mage stretched out his finger, and a beam of flame accurately hit the bullseye of the ten-meter fixed target. There was almost no shortcoming except for the splashing flames. He spread his hands towards Stark, indicating that he did not need the pistol.
.Stark can only admit that this little bastard really likes to make people angry.
"Okay~ Madam, please feel free to choose the weapon you like." Stark stretched out his hand and motioned the android to choose from the weapon box - everything from semi-automatic to fully automatic firearms, all of which have been manually modified by the gunsmith (this person
That is Stark himself), they are not the kind of firearms that can be purchased on the market or issued by the army. In addition, there are some high-tech weapons that others cannot buy at all - such as Stark's weapon in Steel
The micro-missiles used on the armor were also taken out of the warehouse with the approval of Miss Potts.
"I think the micro missiles can be added to the other two constructs." The mystic mage pointed to the two unassembled constructs lying next to the shooting range. These two constructs are different from the ones he assembled before.
Almost the same, but instead of using the Lightning Beam Wand for energy supply, it directly uses the magic power stored in Salomon, so the attack methods of these two constructs must be strengthened.
"Isn't it for your artificial intelligence?" Stark frowned. He had checked various data of the artificial man. Except for some of Salomon's bad taste, the reaction speed of this artificial man was not exaggerated, but
In terms of strength, it is enough to lift a heavy jeep. This is the credit of the alchemical skeleton. He believes that this kind of strength can greatly increase the amount of ammunition prepared by the android, and the firepower of one android is enough to suppress a reinforced company.
But Salomon seems to be dissatisfied with these weapons. Although the android Dinah can quickly adjust the trajectory and shooting posture with the help of the magic core, and the hit rate is very stable, what he wants is not an assaulter, but an attacker who can
Protecting his artificial man. "Do you remember the order I gave you? I paid with gold." He said, "These weapons can be used, but I still want to use that thing as the main battle weapon of the artificial man."
"Aren't those things for your other two robots?" Stark's eyes widened, "Those things are too exaggerated. Jarvis, has Salomon Damonet's order been completed?"
"It's done, sir. But those weapons are not suitable for use by human-sized creatures."
"I think we all know this. Come here, Jarvis, our customer insists on using it. Get the test done as soon as possible and get on your motorcycle later and I'll take you to a place. A place where you can