Of course, Chen Haoran knows the characteristics of his cells, he knows that his current cell activity and lifespan are stronger, he knows that the stronger his superpowers, the longer his lifespan will be, and his life level is changing.

"Well, I've studied it myself, maybe it's because of my superpowers, by the way, you can help me prepare a set of fireproof clothes and a pistol, I don't want my first mission to be prepared for nothing."

"There's no problem with this, Fitz, you go and prepare, I'll look at this cell membrane again, and I always feel that the color of this cell membrane is a little different."

He is worthy of the talent of the science and technology team, and he is worthy of Simmons. Chen Haoran looked at Simmons and was very surprised, although his cells had just given birth to fire resistance at that time, it was not something that ordinary people could see.

"Well, there are some differences, by the way, Chen, how big clothes do you need to withstand heat?" Simmons asked casually, standing in front of a nano-atomic printer.

"Of course, the higher the better, but I haven't tried the temperature of my flame, but the temperature of the flame that burns people to ashes in two seconds is about .." He held his chin and estimated to himself, "It's about 5,000 degrees." ”

"It's incredible, we have a special thermometer here," Fitz took out a head-sized instrument from a box beside him, put it on the table in front of Chen Haoran, and stretched out his hand to signal: "Come and try, put your hand in, do you see the silver pole in the middle?" Burn him with fire, or if you don't worry about accidents, you can burn the glass cover outside. ”

"I didn't expect there to be such a good thing, but he looks quite new, it can't be what you just made, right?" He had never heard of such a thing in S.H.I.E.L.D., but when he saw the nano-atomic printer in front of him, he was relieved, there was such a thing, as long as there were elemental materials, it was still very simple to make such an instrument.

Fitz touched his head, "This one was indeed just made, try it." ”

Although he wondered how to display this temperature, he still put his hand in, and as soon as the flame in his palm rose, a blue light curtain instantly appeared in front of the two of them, marking the constant change of the temperature figures, and the final number stayed at five thousand three hundred and fifty-five, which was only part of Chen Haoran's strength, and he hid most of his strength.

"Is the temperature of your fire rising?" Looking at Chen's puzzled eyes, Fitz continued, "I mean, as you get older, will the temperature of your flame rise?" ”

"Don't you know that?"

Fitz held his chin, thinking about the information about Chen, and said lightly: "I'm just asking casually, I probably know what clothes to make for you?" ”

After saying that, Fitz began to operate the nano-atom printer, he just watched silently, he had never touched such a thing, he had to learn how to use it.

In a very quiet five minutes, two sets of black tunics were made, and there were even panties and vests, which was quite intimate.

"Heat-resistant 30,000, tunics, how do you like it."

"Yes, it's like going out like a S.H.I.E.L.D. guy, but with a missing pair of glasses, Fiz you know." He patted Fitz on the shoulder, then took Fitz's suit and went back to his room.

...

Looking at the gun displayed on the screen on the nano-atom printer, Chen Haoran said in his heart that S.H.I.E.L.D. was rich, he chose the number 2, two bright silver, forty rounds of magazine capacity, and a barge gun made of high-grade alloy materials used by Fitz, Fiz stood aside, and stopped talking.

In ten seconds, his two guns were built.

Chen Haoran held it in his hand, feeling good, with two guns in his hands, wearing sunglasses, looking at himself in the mirror, he narcissistically said: "It's cool." ”

"How? You see if I have the momentum of the martial arts team now. Looking at Fitz's puzzled look, he thought for a moment, "Uh, it seems that you don't know the martial arts team, forget it, you just need to know that the martial arts team is very powerful, I will shoot a little devil with one shot on the left, and kill a little devil with one shot on the right." Bang Bang Bang Bang ...."

"Forget it, I don't know how you look, why don't you speak, is it because I was shocked by my genius," he touched his head and pinned the two guns to his waist, "It's not too difficult to learn this." ”

"Hey, Simmons.." He looked at Fiz in a daze, and had to call Simmons, who was studying on the side.

"Hmm."

Seeing that Simmons only responded briefly, he was suddenly a little speechless, touched his forehead and said, "I'll leave you two servings of roast chicken, and you can solve it yourself." ”

"yes, okay."

With five portions of roast chicken, he sent them to May, Ward, and Coulson successively to meet and get to know each other.

It's just that he felt that the three of them looked at each other strangely, May looked at his clothes, Ward looked at the gun at his waist, and Coulson smiled without saying a word.

This made him feel very strange, was there something wrong with the heart path? He thought about it for a long time and didn't think of anything wrong, and there seemed to be no taboos in the plot he had watched.

But no one told him, he had to suppress the doubts in his heart, and came to Skye's room and the central conference room, but he didn't see Skye, so he had to data the war room, which was where she worked, he thought she should be there, and he was ready to apologize to Skye, after all, he knew that Skye was in a bad mood.

As soon as he entered the data war room, he saw Skye slapping on the table, fiddling with the mouse in boredom.

Seeing that it was Chen Haoran, Skye put down his laptop screen and covered it.

Putting the roast chicken in front of her, "I'm sorry just now, although I don't know if it's because I'm unhappy, but I think I still need to apologize to you, I'm sorry." ”

"Oh, it's okay, I didn't care, thank you for the roast chicken, it tastes good, it tastes like New Orleans grilled chicken wings, and the craftsmanship is good."

For the roast chicken, Skye just tasted her thirst, she had been here for so long, and Chen Haoran, who he didn't like the most just now, came to see him, and she was a little moved.

"It's good if you like it, I'm still worried that people won't like it, but fortunately, you all like it."

Seeing that Skye didn't want to say more, he had no choice but to show his housekeeping skills, he shook his right hand, and suddenly took out a rose from Skye's head, and said with a smile: "Although I don't know why you're unhappy, I know that flowers will wither if they're unhappy." ”

Skye watched the delicate roses begin to wither and wither in an instant, and suddenly wondered, "How did you do that?" ”