It's very uncomfortable to forget someone, and then remember it again, so many times, and in a very short period of time. It's like feeling like you've become an amnesiac fool, one second you seem to remember this person, the next second you forget it all inexplicably, and even this person is clearly in sight, but the brain tells you that there is nothing there.

Mysterious, weird, and inscrutable. This is how Stark, who first came into contact with Xue Wushu, felt at this moment.

"Please, can you not always make me forget that you exist? How long has it been? Can't you give me some time to get used to?"

Xue Wusuan smiled: "You've been used to it for so long, haven't you gotten used to it? By the way, don't you think it's a waste of time to talk to me? Now you should get to know each other first, and then think about how to survive Thanos's hands." ”

"Are you sure this is Thanos' lair?

"Of course. It's just that it used to be. It suffered a disaster caused by a shortage of resources, and it is estimated that it was at that time that Thanos began to establish his ideals. And it has been maintained that the already dead planet will not explode. ”

"You're saying that this planet should have been wiped out but was forcibly maintained by Thanos?!Why?" Stark's voice changed, and he couldn't believe that there was such a means in the world. Protecting a planet that is about to collapse?

"Maybe it's to remind yourself, or maybe it's to be firm in your ideals. Who knows. Alright, let's start your story. After Xue Wusuan finished speaking, he stepped aside and stopped talking. And at this moment, everyone in the field withdrew their eyes from him, and once again immediately forgot about his existence.

Faced with Thanos, a common enemy, Star-Lord and the Avengers quickly reached a consensus. Based on one point: Thanos has already obtained three primordial stones, which is already difficult to match, how to deal with him? This requires planning, careful and not half flawed planning.

This kind of plan requires a lot of data to be used as a reference, and it must not be determined by just turning the brain. Because I can't afford to lose.

"Hey, does your friend do this a lot? Does he have some mental, um, flaws?" Star-Lord's personality is somewhat similar to Stark's, but not Stark's sagacity, and more often than not, he speaks a little nonsensically. The mentally handicapped man he spoke of was Doctor Strange.

Stark naturally noticed that at this time, Doctor Strange was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his hands forming a handprint that Stark thought was ugly, and the whole person seemed to be twitching violently, but it was not, but countless figures overlapped on it, each figure was the appearance of Doctor Strange, and it was constantly vibrating at an extremely high speed.

"What's wrong with you?"

Stark walked over and asked. But Doctor Strange was still like that, and Stark didn't dare to bother. Because he felt that it was some kind of Warlock's ability, and the green time stone that Doctor Strange was hanging around his neck was shining.

It took a long time for Doctor Strange to return to normal.

"What are you doing?" Stark wondered. Doctor Strange didn't join in the discussion of the plan at such a critical time, but acted like this, it can't be a practice or something, there must be a reason. Compared to Star-Lord, who is more unreliable than him, Stark still trusts this super warlock of the earth more.

"I looked beyond time and looked at all the possible outcomes of the upcoming fight. ”

"How many have you looked at?"

"One million four hundred and sixty five kinds. ”

"How many times have we won?"

"Once. ”

Stark looked into Doctor Strange's eyes, and the two looked at each other, but there was a vague message in their eyes. It's not realistic to rely on eye contact to get to the point of communication, but it's okay to convey something very simple. For example: trust me.

"Sir, it's time for you to schedule your newsletter, please listen to it. ”

Just as Stark was about to ask again, the voice of the intelligent computer in his armor suddenly sounded, and it was in the form of a broadcast.

"When did I set up a scheduled newsletter? ”

"If you set this setting as the first priority based on your previous settings, subsequent commands cannot override and change it, and playback will continue. Direct start. ”

"Hey, wait a minute, you're going to ......" Stark was halfway through his words when he saw a blue glow appear on his chest, and a projection appeared in front of Stark. It was a video of where they are today. Looks like it should have been before. But there was one more person in the field, an Oriental.

This reawakened everyone's hidden memories again. Stark also remembered when he gave this order to the intelligent system. In order to remind myself at all times not to forget that there is another person, and I don't want to be made like a fool every time.

"Haha, Xue, are you impressed by my wit? I didn't expect it? The storage capacity of the computer is not something you can simply interfere with. Well, it's time for you to say something about this fight, right?"

To be honest, Xue Wushu really didn't expect Stark to have such careful thinking, and he also ignored the functional system that no soul could store information and continue to execute orders without the interference of his mana.

"Stark, I have to say you're really good at it. But I told you before that you have to forget about me and do all your actions on your own. And I have my intentions, and I have said that I will deliver on my promises, and you have no doubt about my credibility. ”

Stark was speechless and waved his hand, looking helpless. The feeling that this mysterious Oriental man gave him was becoming more and more incomprehensible. He didn't understand why this person was doing this, and what he was hauling about.

Xue Wushu shrugged, this time, he even hid his own figure, and after a while, everyone in the audience still couldn't resist Xue Wusuan's means even if they were unwilling, forgot about him again, and began to continue the previous topic.

"I saw Thanos ahead of time, and he didn't have three Cosmic Primords, but four. They are space, reality, power, and soul. His strength has reached the point of God.

But he can't use the power of these four primordial stones at the same time, only one at a time, and the degree of stimulation is not very high. The most important thing is that Thanos relies on the glove on his left hand to mobilize the power of the original stone. Therefore, the most crucial place to defeat Thanos is to remove the glove of his left hand......"

Xue Wusuan hovered in mid-air, watching the few people below study the plan to defeat Thanos in a similar manner. And he understands that it was all in vain. Thanos does not have a source of numerology to be defeated here, that is, the attack here is not the final battle.

As a warlock who had mastered the Primogem of Time for so long, it was impossible for Doctor Strange not to know this. Even if he doesn't have the ability to check the numerology in the Heavenly Dao, if the control time is forward, it will definitely be clear after all the possibilities of more than a million are screened. The reason why it is not stated is that it is probably also playing its own calculations.

There is only one chance, Doctor Strange does not say it, in order not to interfere with this only possibility, what he has to do is to guide and increase the development of the situation in the only direction.

"Maybe it should have been the way you thought. But this is the Colosseum of the main god, and you are the entertainment factor in the venue, and things will not all listen to you, or time. ”

(End of chapter)