Marvel's Planeswalkers

A few days later, Stark, wearing sunglasses, drove a trailer to Li Feng's home.

When they arrived at the lake, Stark, who was sitting in the driver's seat, rolled down the window, lowered his head, and looked at Li Feng through the slit of his sunglasses.

There was an oversized empty wine glass next to Li Feng, and he was sitting with his legs crossed, humming a little tune while shaking his head, and occasionally throwing peanuts into his mouth.

Not far in front of Li Feng, the dishevelled Killian was mowing the lawn honestly under the supervision of 10 mummies holding whips.

Stark, who had been watching Killian, got off the trailer, walked to Li Feng and said, "I've brought you the wood for building the sailboat."

"I saw it," Li Feng snapped his fingers lazily, signaling Killian to turn his attention to him, then pointed at the trailer and said, "Little guy, hurry up and build my boat, or else..."

Killian was frightened by Li Feng's "or else" and trembled all over, stumbling towards the trailer.

Stark scratched his brow and asked curiously, "Is Killian so obedient?"

"Obedient?" Li Feng glanced at Stark, waved at the recliner in the distance, moved the recliner behind Stark, and said lazily, "Let the Dementors teach a lesson for a few days, and any creature will be obedient."

Stark lay comfortably on the recliner and shouted unceremoniously, "Kreacher, give me a beer, the kind of beer with special wheat and mixed with magical herbs."

After shouting, Stark turned his head to look at Li Feng and asked curiously, "How did the Dementors teach Killian a lesson?"

"I know that Happy's big mouth is unreliable." Li Feng complained casually, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, shaking his head and said, "You don't want to know."

Li Feng's answer not only failed to suppress Stark's curiosity, but made Stark feel like a cat scratching his heart, licking his face and said, "We have such a good relationship, just tell me."

Li Feng glanced at Stark, smiled, closed his eyes and continued to hum a little song.

As for telling how the Dementors taught Killian a lesson, Li Feng was not stupid. Telling that Killian was a long-term meal ticket for the Dementors would only cause trouble for himself.

After all, this is absolutely evil.

However, on the other hand, Li Feng did not actually want to treat Killian as a long-term meal ticket for the Dementors at the beginning. It can only be said that Killian deserved it. Not only did he provoke Li Feng, but he also injected himself with the high-end Extremis virus, which resulted in a strong healing ability.

You must know that the body and the soul will affect each other. This means that after the Dementors sucked part of Killian's soul, Killian's soul will slowly recover under the influence of the Extremis virus.

Although the recovery speed is very slow, it takes a month to recover after a finger is bitten, which is completely unable to keep up with the eating speed of the Dementors.

But after Killian was sucked by the Dementors several times and Li Feng explained in detail, he already understood the consequences of his disobedience, so he knew that the super strong recovery ability that he was once proud of has now become a disaster for him.

Killian also understood what would happen if he fell into the hands of a wizard: it would be better for him to be blown to pieces by Stark.

Stark saw Li Feng enjoying himself, took a sip of the beer offered by Kreacher, and said, "Aren't you curious why I sent the wood?"

Li Feng closed his eyes, slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and said disdainfully, "What else could it be for? It's nothing more than that Fury saw that Killian was working for me for nothing, so he wanted you to be a lobbyist and hand this bastard over to him for custody." After a pause, Li Feng looked at Stark curiously and said, "Compared to that, I'm more curious about what Fury gave you to make you a lobbyist."

Stark raised his eyebrows: "You are only half right. Fury did give me benefits to let me be a lobbyist, but the main reason I came here is..."

While speaking, Stark took out a lighter from his pocket, lit it, stared at the small flame with his eyes and body, and at the same time, his right hand slowly scratched the small flame like a chicken claw.

After a while, the flame seemed to be attracted by Stark's right palm, slowly leaving the lighter and floating towards his right hand, but the flame suddenly extinguished halfway.

Seeing this scene, Li Feng subconsciously sat up and stared at Stark with a proud face: How long has it been since I taught Stark the "Merlin Magic Ring" and some tricks?

Li Feng felt terrified when he thought about it. Is Stark's talent too high? Without any information or guidance from the wizard, he was able to control the flame in less than half a year with his own talent?

Li Feng scratched his head: At the beginning, I had a certain foundation in magic, and the teacher specifically explained how long it took to control the flame? Anyway, the calculation unit is the month.

Ma Dan, you idiot. After cursing Stark in his heart, Li Feng said with disdain: "What's there to brag about? I did it in a few days back then."

Stark's eyes twitched, and he rolled his eyes and pointed at the sunglasses, saying: "Do you know why I wear sunglasses? Because it can contact Jarvis at any time, so as to record and analyze your surprised expression."

Li Feng looked at the sunglasses speechlessly, took off the sunglasses and put them on his nose, stood up and looked at Stark for a few times.

Then, while Stark was confused, Li Feng turned into Stark's appearance, imitated Stark's voice and tone, and ordered: "Jarvis, clear all the records about Austin just now."

As soon as the voice fell, Jarvis' voice rang out in the sunglasses: "Okay sir."

Looking at the erased records line by line, Li Feng sat back on the couch with Stark's appearance. When he returned the sunglasses to Stark, he pointed at his face and said with a smile: "Little brother, do you see it? This is magic."

Stark rolled his eyes: "You have violated my portrait and you have to compensate me."

"Excuse me," Li Feng pointed at the beer in Stark's hand angrily and said, "This kind of beer is rare even in Asgard. I haven't asked you for wine money yet, so you should ask me for benefits first. Go ahead and cool down."

Stark curled his lips, drank the beer in his hand without saying a word, and shouted: "Kreacher, here's a beer."

"Don't~" Li Feng hurriedly let go of Stark, calmed down his expression and warned: "Although this thing is good for you, ordinary people can only drink one drink at most. Even if you have a little bit of mana now, you can't drink too much, otherwise too much external energy will be consumed." The energy will disrupt your already low energy and your endocrine levels will increase. Don’t blame me for not warning you.”

Can magic also cause endocrine disorders? Stark was stunned, shrugged and said: "Okay, you are a professional, I will listen to you." After hesitating, Stark asked: "Does the food I eat need a special combination? Will it affect my magic? Practice?”

Li Feng shook his head: "Normally speaking, the more you eat food containing magic power, it will only promote magic practice. Except for some special materials that need to be handled with care, or materials that are too high-end, you should not eat too much."

Stark glanced at the empty wine glass in his hand, touched his chin and asked, "Happy said your beer is brewed with wheat, so is your wheat special or too high-end?"

"I shamelessly begged this wheat from an old man," Li Feng said proudly: "It is both a special plant and a high-end material, but it only has the same use for you. It is too high-end for you. ”

"As for the special features of wheat, it has something to do with dark creatures. For example, it can use beer as a weak holy water. If it splashes a dark creature like a little ghost, the opponent will either die or be injured."

Stark scratched his eyebrows. The special features of Wheat had nothing to do with him, but when he heard the previous words about Wheat's level, he felt that Li Feng's words were a bit harsh, as if he was mocking his low strength.

Is it my fault that my strength is low?

Stark felt that he couldn't express his suffering. Without a teacher or a textbook, he just relied on his intelligence and practice to gain a little energy. Is it easy for him?

Stark, who was holding back resentment in his heart, thought about going home and studying magic later, and would use spells to beat Li Feng to let him see what a genius is.

Thinking of this, Stark snorted arrogantly, stood up and walked to the truck to leave.

After walking a few steps, Stark suddenly heard Li Feng calling faintly from behind him: "Kreacher, let's eat roasted whole lamb tonight, the kind that contains magic power."

This guy definitely did it on purpose. Stark turned back to the recliner and said righteously: "Did you eat a whole roasted lamb by yourself? I can tell you that wasting food is the most shameful behavior. In order to educate well. You, I decided to stay and help you correct your mistakes."

Do people who eat casually these days still have the nerve to speak truth? Li Feng rolled his eyes, casually took out the magic book from his pocket and handed it to Stark, saying: "There is only one magic book. I can't give it to you, but you can read it here." After a pause, Li Feng said with a straight face. Looking at Stark, he said seriously: "Practice magic has never been easy, especially for wild mages like you and me who have no mentors. Once we make a wrong step, the consequences are not something we can bear, so you must keep a normal mind. , don’t be too greedy.”

When talking about normality, Li Feng laughed at himself bitterly.

When he was weak, he would be careful every step of the magic journey. When his strength grew to a decent level, he would no longer have any sense of normalcy.

When facing a strong enemy, he just runs away, when facing a weak one, he just crushes him, and as a result, his nature has gone a little awry without even realizing it.

If God hadn't come to chat with him every day or two, Li Feng would still not know the seriousness of dark corrosion.

Stark saw Li Feng warning him with a rare serious face, and nodded slightly to indicate what to do.

After a while, Li Feng suddenly asked: "What benefits did Fury give you?"

Stark twisted the tip of his nose and replied: "A few days ago, when I could move flames in short distances, I started looking for special metals to use in building magic suits in the future. Then Fury suddenly came to my door and asked me if you wanted to build a suit. Clothes."

With a proud expression, Stark continued: "Considering that Fury would also know who was using the suit after it was built, so I told him that I had learned a little magic."

"After that, Fury told me that you had contacted aliens and took off some special clothes from the aliens. He guessed that these clothes could be made into magic clothes."

"Fury used these materials to ask me to be his lobbyist. His request is very simple. As long as the sailboat is built, Killian will be handed over to him."