Chapter 3426: Midnight Sons (Part 36)

A car slowly stopped at the entrance of the Roxxon Energy Industrial Tower. The barrier lifted, and the car slowly drove into the underground parking lot.

Just as Shiler opened the car door and got out, a row of security personnel in black suits and sunglasses walked out from the front. The leader wearing a headset walked up and shook hands with Shiler.

"Hello, Dr. Shiler, please follow us."

Shiler followed them toward the elevator, his mind still thinking about the information he learned yesterday. Dario Agger was very cunning; this battle today must be fought well.

Shiler adjusted his state. He reached out and gently touched the gunfish brooch on his chest. The security personnel in the front row turned his head and glanced at his movement without a trace.

Walking out of the elevator, Shiler was asked to undergo a basic security check. Two female security personnel walked over to do the check.

"Sorry, sir. You need to remove all sharp objects. Can you trouble you to take off the brooch? After your visit, all items will be returned to you as they are."

Shiler was not surprised. He moved to take off the brooch and handed it to the security personnel. Another person came over and took the brooch, but he walked into Shiler's blind spot, and he couldn't see which direction it went.

But anyway, he didn't really want to use the brooch. To be precise, it wasn't used in a physical way, he just needed the skills of the personality represented by this symbol.

"Can you please take off your glasses?" the security personnel said again.

Shiler frowned slightly, pretending to be dissatisfied, but still took off his glasses.

When he wore glasses, the reflection of the lenses could well cover his pupils, only vaguely seeing a contour, looking no different from ordinary people.

But once he took off his glasses, his gray pupils, which didn't carry any other color tendency, would be particularly eye-catching, showing a kind of desolation that made people's hair stand on end.

Although Shiler didn't make any deterrent expressions, the movements of the security personnel staring at him paused in unison.

Shiler immediately lowered his eyelids to cover half of his pupils, pretending that nothing had happened just now.

But unfortunately, the security personnel had to conduct a pupil safety check, because this era already had recording and monitoring equipment that could be buried in the pupils, so a detection light was needed to shine into the eyes.

Shiler had to cooperate by opening his eyes. He could clearly see the hand of the inspector holding the light hesitate, and the hands of several security personnel next to him were already on their guns.

This made him suddenly recall why he wore glasses even though he wasn't nearsighted.

It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and Shiler has a deep understanding of this. In his previous life, perhaps because he was of mixed race, his pupil color was lighter, coupled with his slightly neurotic gaze, it was always easy to distinguish him from ordinary people. To avoid this, he had to wear glasses.

This life is even worse. Gray, which has no color tendency, is a color unique to inorganic matter. Once it appears on the body of intelligent life, it often means death and destruction. Coupled with Shiler's gaze, one look is better than thousands of torture instruments, a good hand for interrogation.

Watching the security personnel complete the inspection tremblingly, Shiler wanted to put on his glasses, but they didn't intend to return them to him at all. Several security personnel walked forward without looking sideways, taking him with them.

It can only be said that it's fortunate he isn't really nearsighted, and also that he's experiencing the sick treatment immersively.

Walking inside all the way, Shiler arrived at another office, not the one Samu took him to before, but the top floor of the building on the ground. As soon as he entered, there was a huge floor-to-ceiling window.

However, the decoration here made Shiler feel somewhat familiar, not the modern luxury style of Stark Tower, but mainly gold and dark green, with many character patterns used in the patterns, looking exactly like the image of a witch in a fairy tale book.

However, this knock-off Xiangong is far inferior to the real one. For one thing, the area is not large enough, and the dome is not high enough; this kind of magnificent decorative style is truly awkward when crammed into a space less than four meters high. For another, the decorative patterns of the figures are used in the wrong places, and the arrangement of the divine offices is also problematic. Even if the Asgardians are rugged and bold, they would absolutely never make such mistakes in this regard.

Dario was even proud of this style. He said: "The decoration style of Roxxon Energy Industrial Tower imitates Asgard's Immortal Palace. I dare say we have at least achieved 90% restoration. I'm afraid the God King would also feel at home if he came."

Shiler looked at the decoration here again, and really couldn't help but say: "Don't you know that Asgard's art and culture are inherited from the Nordic line?"

"No, no, no, of course it's different. The Nordic has completely abandoned history. The overly simple things they engage in don't have half of Asgard's aesthetics. Only here is Asgard's orthodox art style."

Shiler sighed in his heart: If you knew that the current God King Thor decorated his apartment in New York in a Nordic minimalist style, you would probably be so anxious that you would scratch your ears and cheeks.

Dario had been posing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and only after finding Shiler silent did he turn around. The moment he saw Shiler's pupils, he was stunned.

"I asked your employees to return my glasses, but they refused me," Shiler said, "So if you suffer any mental damage because of this, it's not my responsibility."

Dario moved his gaze away sharply, then looked Shiler up and down, and said: "Is this what you rely on to control patients and make them obedient?"

"No. But I guess you wouldn't want to hear about other means," Shiler walked to the sofa and sat down on his own. Usually, he would absolutely not do this, but to take the initiative in the conversation, posture and attitude are quite important.

"Okay, what do you think?"

"What?"

"Everything here," Dario walked over and spread his hands, as if showing the room, and as if showing himself, he said, "Everything about Roxxon Energy Limited, and me. What do you think?"

Shiler really wanted to reply with four words "a pile of dog shit", but he thought he couldn't say that. Although he raised a cat, he couldn't insult a dog so much.

"What kind of evaluation do you want?" Shiler said, "I am a psychologist, I can only evaluate from your perspective. How do you want me to evaluate you?"

"I think this is a masterpiece," Dario said, "To become a great civilization, we must imitate everything about them. Including their civilization structure, art and culture, concepts and thoughts, and most importantly, have that brave spirit of theirs."

Shiler nodded and said: "If such a creative process can bring you spiritual satisfaction, then I think they are valuable."

"Besides this? Don't you think about what they can bring to human civilization?"

"Still that question, what do you hope they can bring to human civilization?"

"Asgard will be very satisfied with this," Dario said, "They will feel that humans are the closest civilization in the universe, and will feel that we are their own people. They will accept us."

"And then?"

"We can enjoy the same prestige as them. The whole universe will fear us, will have endless resources like them, and power that makes the whole universe tremble. Isn't this the ultimate goal of human civilization?"

"Is that what you think?" Shiler asked sincerely; he was indeed hearing Dario's philosophy for the first time.

Dario nodded, walked to the opposite side of Shiler and sat down, saying: "I think Earth's development path is completely wrong now. Asgard is the top civilization in the universe. If we don't learn from it, who else can we learn from?"

"You hope Earth learns from Asgard? In what way?"

"I said, we have to do better. Everything done now is wrong. We build our own fleet independently, which will only cause their dissatisfaction. No lord wants his subordinates to sharpen their swords too fast. We can ask them to send troops to garrison Earth, which is equally safe and much easier than building a pile of junk ourselves."

This statement sounded too stupid, so much so that Shiler didn't know if he really thought so. However, he soon understood that Dario should be testing him.

The biggest obstacle to the success of his and the Dark Elves' plan is Asgard. At least in his view, the gravity trap created by Asgard can only be solved by Asgard.

If Asgard has any actions in the near future, their plan will have the risk of failure. So he deliberately mentioned Asgard, seemingly to see Shiler's attitude toward Asgard.

"Asgard probably won't send troops to garrison Earth," Shiler said, "They don't rule the Nine Realms in such a way."

Seeing Dario's eyes flash, Shiler knew he guessed right. Sure enough, Dario asked: "Then how do you think they rule here? Is it magic?"

Shiler shook his head again and said: "Yggdrasil. They control Yggdrasil. Yggdrasil allows them to see every move in every corner of the Nine Realms."

This answer seemed to exceed Dario's expectations. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Shiler, asking: "Is Yggdrasil really that strong? Are they watching us through Yggdrasil now? How do you know?"

Shiler now understands why Stark said Dario doesn't understand technology; Dario doesn't even understand technology, he simply doesn't have scientific thinking.

The way he speaks and asks questions is very much like a politician. That is, he makes a speech, hoping the audience will give him the reaction he expects. Once the listener is not this reaction, they will feel doubt and anger.

And once the listener asks them a question they don't understand, their next step is not to ask for advice humbly to understand what this thing is, but to attack back with a counter-question to gain a verbal advantage.

They don't care what the listener is thinking at all, they just follow their own train of thought. If they can't continue, they use this counter-question method to suppress the doubt, and then continue to speak.

A classic example is "Don't you guys have phones?"

"It just so happens that Prince Loki of Asgard is also my friend. Should I call him over and we talk together?"

Dario didn't expect Shiler's reaction either. He didn't seem to believe Shiler was serious, so he said: "I don't mean to question your relationship with him, but Asgard's prince should be very busy, right?"

He thought Shiler would take the slope and just gloss over this topic, but Shiler said: "His Highness the Prince is indeed very busy. But if I invite him over, he should give me this face."

After speaking, he stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, snapped his fingers and said: "Your Highness, are you free to chat?"

Dario also stood up, just wanting to say something, when magical light flashed, and Loki's figure appeared in the office.

"What's the matter? Dr. Shiler?"

Shiler turned his head and looked; Loki was wearing a long dark green dress, the crown on his head was shining with golden light, and the scepter in his hand was flashing with magical brilliance. Good guy, he probably started dressing up since he hung up the phone yesterday.

As soon as Loki landed, he was stunned when he saw the environment here.

Where did you bring me? Is this still Earth? How does this look so much like my bathroom?

Turning his head again, he met Shiler's desolate gray eyes without glasses. He was no longer just stunned; he took a step back and gave two dry laughs, saying.

"Uh... I suddenly remembered I forgot to turn off the fire at home, you guys talk first, I'll leave first."

?? Loki: OZO

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