After returning from the zombie plane, Taylor arranged Bobby there and let Renner initially learn some basic wizarding knowledge, and assisted Bobby in taking charge of the rear, further exploiting resources and studying puppetry knowledge. Taylor could not devote much energy to puppetry and could only leave it to his subordinates.

Renner has completely become one of our own, and has also been spiritually marked, so he can naturally receive more training.

Given his own IQ, when his mental strength is further enhanced, his IQ will also be increased, and by then he will be able to become a specialized master in puppetry.

Silver Castle The Silver Castle was still extremely peaceful. In the distance, birds were chirping in the forest, and the sunlight was shining on the land.

The colorful appearance is extremely soothing, the light flowing clouds, the gentle breeze, and the vivid scenery all make people feel relaxed and happy.

Except for a guy who thought he had learned a lot and kept chattering, and another figure whose face turned red due to anger but who could not refute.

After coming out of the laboratory, Taylor set up a chair for himself, sat leisurely on a grassland, took a sip of the specially prepared orange drink, and then leaned back comfortably on the recliner, holding a book on demonology and angelology in his hand.

Deep down, Taylor never liked fighting and killing, but on the road to acquiring knowledge and resources, some necessary means are indispensable.

If possible, he would prefer to sit leisurely on a recliner alone, continue his experiments, study his knowledge, and occasionally enjoy the scenery in his spare time. That would be the best.

Taylor put down the book in his hand, and the page he opened described the various uses of angel feathers. He picked up the orange drink on the table next to him, took a sip, and squinted his eyes in comfort.

"Life like this is really comfortable, but the road to knowledge still needs to be explored further."

Taylor already had an idea about the use of angel feathers. That was to concoct a new potion to implant some of the angel's characteristics into the body, dispel the angel's mark, turn it into his own instinct, and greatly improve his self-recovery ability and affinity for the light element.

However, this requires more materials, and various auxiliary materials, which is a very troublesome issue. It is time to find someone who is specifically responsible for the allocation and exchange of materials.

"Who should I look for......"

As Taylor thought about it, he silently put into his mind what was recorded in the book about the multiple uses of angel feathers. He glanced to the right and saw two figures, one big and one small, engaging in a heated debate.

Not far away, Tony was gesticulating with excitement and arguing with Gwen while holding a mechanical external shell that was simply enchanted with two runes.

"I'm a genius, and I've already gotten started. These two runes represent solidity and swiftness. Sooner or later I will make a real steel shell to protect myself. I've even thought about the color scheme, and red and gold are just right for me."

Tony pointed at the part of steel armor placed on the shelf and kept showing off. Gwen listened with a bitter face. Her research was not related to mechanics. She wanted to refute but couldn't. However, Tony's mean smile made her grit her teeth and she wanted to kick him.

"I think wizards' ideas about constructs and puppets are still not as good as mine. I will definitely create an extremely powerful steel giant in the future. Then you can call me the wisest wizard of this century."

Tony held his hands around a small moustache on his chin, looking around with a haughty look. Only when he saw Taylor did he retract his gaze, and then he raised his head with an attitude of looking down on the world.

"Yes, yes, you are right, Mr. Tony."

Gwen rolled her eyes beautifully, then moved in Taylor's direction and continued to study hard in her books on biological knowledge, especially spider knowledge.

Tony was annoyed to see that the little female apprentice who had been arguing with him just now was now ignoring him. He curled his lips, thinking that this boring little girl was really boring and was not as good as his good secretary.

The more Tony understood the wizard system, the more he felt how complex and profound the knowledge involved was, and how much it conflicted with what he had learned before.

The two have fundamentally different interests, especially in terms of expression and application forms. One is based on individual strength, and the other is based on external strength. Although they appear similar in many aspects, they are essentially different.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Tony had no choice but to hold a book and gesture at his steel armor hanging on the shelf. No one knew what he was doing.

“Boom boom boom…”

In a wasteland far away from the grassland, Hawks was fighting a muscular green monster with a chainsaw sword.

This green monster was none other than the Hulk who was rampaging in the Big Apple at the time, but Taylor had completely stripped away the two consciousnesses within him, allowing the Hulk to permanently maintain this green form.

As for Dr. Banner, Taylor did not make things difficult for him. He simply used genetic technology to clone a body for him, made some adjustments, erased some of his memories, and threw him away.

Hawks punched the green beast hard with all his might. Hulk puffed up air in the air and fell headfirst into the wasteland, plowing a long trail.

"ROAR!!! Hulk! Strong!"

The dusty Hulk crawled out from the traces of the road, and using his hands and feet, he rushed towards Hawks like a mad bull. Hawks lowered his center of gravity slightly, opened his hands, and interlaced his ten fingers with Hulk, and the two big guys began to wrestle on the spot.

The ground below began to burst into wailing sounds, and fine cracks gradually merged into large cracks. The anger in Hulk's body was constantly accumulating, and the strength of his hands was becoming more and more fierce. Even Hawks, who had been blessed by Taylor in various ways, began to lose ground in terms of strength.

Such a huge force, and it is still increasing. What kind of monster is this? Hawks was very surprised. He could clearly feel that the force coming from his hands was slowly increasing, as if there was no end in sight. The opponent's strength was increasing unbelievably.

"drink!"

Hawks suddenly released his strength and swung his hands to the left. Hulk was caught off guard and was sent flying by his own strength. Hawks then returned the favor and punched Hulk in the back.

The battle-hardened Hawks originally wanted to punch Hulk in the back of the head, but this was just a battle exchange after all, not a real ruthless attack. Hawks slightly shifted the force of his punch downwards and hit Hulk hard on the back.

The huge force that had already carried him flying, coupled with Hawks' punch from behind, caused Hulk to fly out and hit the grassland on the other side. Seeing that he was knocked out of the fighting range, Hulk grunted angrily but did not make any further moves.

When they were sparring, Taylor had given them orders that no matter who it was, once they were driven out of the wasteland, they would be considered the loser, and no matter how angry or unwilling they were, they had to accept it obediently.

Hulk admitted defeat this time, but it was hard for Tony, who was working hard to study his mechanical armor.

When Hulk was smashed onto the grassland, he looked like a rocket that exploded on the grassland. The flying dirt hit Tony's head head-on, and Tony's originally well-groomed hairstyle was mixed with dirt.

"Shit!"

Tony quickly squatted down and straightened his hair, and found that his hair now looked as ugly as a mess.

Tony's face, which originally showed his unruly and arrogant attitude, was now purple and blue, and he looked extremely angry. He turned around abruptly and cursed at Hulk who was scratching his butt and preparing to leave the grassland:

"You damned fellow! Don't you know that you have affected others? The person you have affected is a great mechanical wizard genius who will cross the century in the future, a genius who can combine technology and wizardry into one!!!"

I don't know if he didn't hear it or didn't care, but in the face of Tony's curse, Hulk just chuckled, then scratched his tattered pants, walked step by step to Tony, and saw his sunshine being blocked by a large shadow. Tony couldn't help swallowing.

"You, what do you want to do? Let me tell you, I am not afraid of you at all!"

Although he was a little scared, Tony still put on an extremely arrogant attitude. Hulk looked left and right but couldn't find out what was so strong about this bean sprout, who even claimed to be a future technological genius.

When Banner was still around, he had heard a lot about technology. Although he didn't understand it, Hulk felt that a weakling like this couldn't possibly become as intelligent as he said.

Hulk passed by Tony, who had a cocky look on his face, and walked to the steel armor that Tony had been studying. He stretched out his fingers and pinched it casually, then squeezed it hard and turned it into a ball of scrap metal.

"Tony, weakling!"

“…………”

After expressing the greatest hurt in a few brief words, Hulk swaggered away.

Tony was so angry that he jumped up and down in the back, pointing at Hulk's back and speaking loudly.

"Damn it, just wait for me. I will definitely create a perfect steel armor to defeat you. I have already thought of it. From now on, its name will be called the Anti-Hulk Armor. Yes, the name is so direct, you damn stupid green guy!!!"

"ah!!!!"

(End of this chapter)