Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 976 A Fake Leisurely Life (Second)
The holiday life in the Oxfordshire manor is very pleasant. The Immortal City is running on its own according to Salomon's ideas, and is making intensive preparations for the war.Mystics distribute work to those who are supposed to do it, which is inefficient but allows them to work to the limit of their natural abilities.

These days, Salomon hasn't bothered about anything, the only time he left the manor to open the portal to America was to get little Lorna and her friends out of a party - American teen parties suck The downright, cheap tequila, the wide variety of drugs sourced from nowhere, and the many occupied rooms upstairs suggest that Salomon despises American parties for a reason.Whether it's a teenager or an adult (specifically Tony Stark), it thoroughly illustrates the importance of taste.After receiving the call from his adoptive mother, he went to the garage, took a . The party place Lorna attended.

The following scenes are quite pleasant to hear and see.

He took Lorna Jr. out of the party, and he fired only a few shots, causing only damage to the marble kitchen stove, the ceiling, and a small amount of glass.Aside from the panicked screams of a group of teenagers, a bottle of OxyContin, a bag of marijuana cigarettes, and a few grams of white powder, there were no casualties. "I don't care what the laws of the United States say, but in my case, things that contain psychoactive substances are drugs." He said to the sullen little Lorna sitting in the passenger seat.Apparently, this adolescent girl thinks that Salomon is too strict, like a conservative parent who doesn't understand the past. In Athena's mouth, Salomon can be described as a model teenager.There is no rebellious period, no contamination of various contraband, only thinking about studying, is the kind of child of other people's family.However, Salomon's next words changed the attitude of the originally angry girl.

"If you really need psychoactive drugs, you can take them with me. The purity is high, without any messy things." Salomon started the car before the police arrived.He doesn't like to stand up to those who are doing their duty, and he doesn't like to hurt those. "I'm an alchemist. I have a lot of this drug, and I made it myself. Don't think I sell contraband to teenagers. The purpose of these things is to learn special magic, but since you are so interested in this kind of stuff Curious, then I might as well let you understand the disadvantages of this thing. Even I myself will only take it when necessary, and it is impossible for you to hold those things high for a whole day."

"So what are we going to do now?"

"Go and talk to your drug dealer. I don't care if he is your friend or not, and I don't care how miserable his past experience is. I will let him know how unwise it is to sell you contraband." Salo Mon put the rifle on his knees, looking sullen. "I don't promise that no corpses will be left behind. Why do you think I came here in a pickup truck? It's just for the convenience of transporting the corpses. I will also talk to your principal. I know that not all students in private schools are those with excellent academic performance. There are many people who are rich second or third generation, and the greatest achievement in their life is to spend money to enter the Ivy League and then take over the family business, so they take drugs and alcohol..."

Little Lorna's expression was quite bad.

"Hey! Look at me! Lorna Dayne!" He slightly raised his voice, and his tone became more severe, which made little Lorna, who had seen his battle scenes, have to listen carefully. "The education we receive is not the same as those craps. We have a bigger goal. If I catch you picking up marijuana next time, I will teach you for my adoptive mother. Do you understand? I'm not kidding you... …Get away from yourself, be a bystander, and never participate in the absurd life of the liberal Gen Z. These people have no educational value, and they fantasize about having various psychological problems all day long, and even throw them on the battlefield as cannon fodder have no qualifications."

Salomon has never paid attention to the psychological problems unique to white people. In his opinion, the psychological diseases that require humanitarian care (such as anxiety disorders, etc.) require a fairly simple treatment—putting An apple, and find someone who has never used a gun to shoot it.As long as you have experienced the horror of life and death at that moment, no matter what kind of hypocritical mental illness it is, it can be cured.In fact, this method is very undesirable, but no one has told him from the beginning to the end, because his criterion for evaluating a person is whether the person has educational value and whether he can create value for the entire human group, rather than the individual. How to achieve self-breakthrough at the level.

Well, he actually cared, but he only cared about people of value.For example, he will use dreams to talk to certain soldiers, because these soldiers will do great things in the future.

"How do you have time to take care of me?" Little Lorna asked, crossing her arms, "Aren't you supposed to be in the Immortal City or Oxford University? I heard Ms. Minerva say that you are studying now Lots of degrees, no time to come to an orphanage."

"I'm on vacation now," Salomon said.He slammed the steering wheel and steered the pickup truck onto a wet back road where a half-decomposed rat carcass lay on the sewage-soaked concrete floor. "I haven't taught others a good lesson for a long time. Wait for me here..." He opened the car door and walked down.But as he reaches for his gun and sword, little Lorna recalls how she got Salomon to back down as a child.

"This is just a drug dealer, not an alien!"

"A human being of no value... well, well, don't show that expression! I'll teach them a lesson, I don't bring a gun, I use my fist!"

"I can't imagine how idle your monarch is now, Constantine. I can't believe that he actually left all these jobs to others. In the past, he solved all the problems of this level by himself." Nick Fur "Or does he have other plans? What do you think?" Ray said as he stuffed the hot chips into his mouth.

"I don't think it's any of your business, Nick Fury."

"Don't be so hostile, Constantine." The former director of S.H.I.E.L.D. was still eating his dinner.He hasn't showered in two days, and he spends all his time in this room. "You still want my help, don't you? Without the information I provided, how did you discover the secret passage in the S.H.I.E.L.D. base? Anyway, why do you want to get those boxes in that research institute? That thing Is it important?"

"Yes, very important." Constantine said softly.Many S.H.I.E.L.D. agents are only separated from him by a wall, and the Guards don’t like to talk when performing infiltration tasks, but helplessly Nick Fury is too annoying, and the S.H.I.E.L.D. base is also his home field, so he has to continue to endure Nick Fury's nagging. "The lattice lining those boxes is a rare material, and I had to get a way to make those lattices," Constantine said. "I believe S.H.I.E.L.D. took a lot of documents when the search for energy was accepted, That's part of the information."

"What can those lattices be used for?"

"Isolate the energy of the outer dimension and stabilize the link between the caster and the outer dimension." Constantine squeezed sideways through the small door designed for ordinary people.Nick Fury couldn't hear his tone, but he still believed that the Guards were in a bad mood now, "This material is very important to the Immortal City, and I must get this technology. Nick Fury, are you helping me? For me to complete the mission, but for me not to kill these S.H.I.E.L.D. agents. If you don't shut up, I'll have to kill them when I get caught."

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)