Chapter 238

Summer, in the vast desert of Afghanistan, heat waves roasted the sand and dust, and the distorted air churned, swirling in front of the boxes engraved with the Stark Industries logo.

In the cave, Tony Stark was waving the simple tools in his hand, crafting weapons that could allow him and Ethan to escape the lair of the terrorists. Under the guidance of his superhuman intelligence, the weapon in front of Tony had gradually taken shape.

"Hey! What are you looking at here?" After Ding Hao finished sending the system, feeling bored, he directly looked for the Ancient One. On Earth, the only one whose strength could catch Ding Hao's eye was the Ancient One.

The Ancient One slowly turned her head to look at Ding Hao. She didn't feel at all how Ding Hao had broken through her magic to enter this area, and the time energy scattered around her didn't give any hints.

"Hi, don't be inferior, you are still quite good, it's just that your methods are a bit rough." Ding Hao patted the Ancient One on the shoulder and turned his gaze to Tony Stark in front. "I've seen someone who plays with timelines before, called the Goddess of Time. She is quite good at this kind of move. I'll introduce you when I have a chance."

Goddess of Time?

Never heard of her, probably not from this universe.

The Ancient One thought in her heart. Although she had long guessed that the essence of the Genie was at least a multiverse-level Cosmic Demon God, when the fact was placed in front of her, the emotions in her heart would still fluctuate.

"Is this the protagonist you chose?" Ding Hao looked at Tony Stark, feeling that extraordinary intelligence that was like a rule, thinking in his heart that the cheat he gave Frank might be a bit small; the base difference was too big.

"It's not that I chose him, but that he chose the world."

The Ancient One looked at Tony Stark and said. She originally just looked at it on the way to see if Tony's fate would change because of the appearance of the Genie. Now it's good, the Genie won't leave, and she can't leave either.

"It's all the same, all the same, fate is always a very interesting thing." Ding Hao waved his hand indifferently, and then turned his gaze to Ethan.

According to the rules of the game, Ding Hao would not interfere with the Ancient One's script. As a good Genie in the future, he didn't intend to modify the rules at will.

"Fate is always so difficult to fathom, so mysterious and unpredictable." The Ancient One took the opportunity to sigh.

Ding Hao smiled and didn't speak. The "interesting" in his mouth was not because of the "mysterious and unpredictable" point. In this regard, nothing could compare to his own body. After so many years, Ding Hao himself hadn't figured himself out yet.

"By the way, do you mind if I add a segment to the fate that is about to break?"

As Ding Hao's words fell, the Ancient One found that a level-ten storm had suddenly blown up in the countless timelines of the future. She and the Time Stone in other timelines could only barely maintain stability in this storm and had lost the ability to observe the myriad futures.

"What do you intend to do?" The Ancient One steadied her mind and asked.

"Don't worry, since it's a game, I won't move the rules set before. I just intend to add another second to him." Ding Hao reached out to the void and knocked on the shell of the Hell Dimension not far from Earth. A trace of power leaked out from the crack. After Ding Hao's spiritual polishing, the original owner's mark was removed, and it turned into a mark that fell into Ethan's body.

With the end of Ding Hao's actions, the sea of time calmed down, and the Ancient One immediately began to observe the changes in the future.

However, no matter how she observed, there was no change in the future at all.

A butterfly flapped its wings, and a big storm blew up in America. Now a giant dragon moved its body, but it didn't leave any trace in the world.

In the vast majority of the future, Ethan would still die on this land because he tried to escape, and Tony Stark could only helplessly, gritting his teeth, escape alone.

The Ancient One really wanted to ask something, but she didn't know what attitude to use to inquire.

"Alright." Ding Hao spread his hands while speaking. "There is one more thing, how do you usually deal with this kind of little guy?"

The Ancient One looked up. Floating in Ding Hao's palm was a Cosmic Demon God that had shrunk I don't know how many times. Of course, it was the weakest kind.

The Cosmic Demon Gods of this single universe are as weak as the one in Ding Hao's hand, struggling to destroy a small asteroid, while the strong ones are like Dormammu and Mephisto, who also have a place in the multiverse level.

"Oh, this is what I caught on the way when I went to the nearby Hell to borrow some energy." Ding Hao explained. The Cosmic Demon God has a certain uniqueness, so he didn't intend to put an anchor on the adult body. After all, he didn't know if the Creator of this world was stingy.

The corner of the Ancient One's mouth twitched. She didn't believe Ding Hao didn't know how she usually did it.

And it's not just the Ancient One; all the mages on Earth are like this. First, find a place to borrow some "money", use this "money" to improve their strength, and then try to directly blow up the creditor to avoid paying back the money, or find a super big creditor and sell themselves, so they don't have to fear the small creditors.

"It has been a long time since such a weak Cosmic Demon God dared to come to Earth. As for the past, it mainly depends on the mood." The Ancient One said very euphemistically.

"Okay, I understand."

With a 'crack', this Cosmic Demon God of about level 30 died unexpectedly. Ding Hao didn't take away the scattered energy, but kneaded it and threw it into the sky above Earth, becoming an energy transfer point. In this way, some rewards that don't involve wishes in the future can be directly evolved and distributed using this group of energy.

"You continue to be busy, I'll go first." Ding Hao left a sentence and disappeared directly from the Ancient One's eyes.

The Ancient One looked at Ethan, scanned Ethan up and down with her mental power, but couldn't find out what had changed in Ethan.

After hesitating for a few seconds, the Ancient One gave up the idea of putting a mark on Ethan. In this game now, the Genie doesn't want to break the rules, and the Ancient One cannot break them, so the Ancient One doesn't intend to do any actions that might cause misunderstandings.

Watching Tony and Ethan busy for a few minutes, the Ancient One turned and left here. Sometimes, the less you know, the less pressure you really have.

"Tony, are you sure these crude materials can withstand the stress in all directions during movement?" Ethan couldn't help but ask while helping.

"Help me get that wrench." Tony reached out and said. "In this regard, you can completely trust me, I have already calculated it."

"Calculated it? When?"

Tony took the wrench, pushed his hair, and pointed to his brain. "Just now."

Let alone that there are still some tools and materials here, even if one day Tony went bankrupt and was thrown into a garbage dump, as long as his brain is still there and his intelligence is still there, he can also assemble a suit of armor.