People Are in Marvel, and the System is Working As a Worker

At this time, the satellite repositioned Mike's position.He was bare-chested and his hair was wet.

"Crack!"

This time it was the widow who took the photo and put it in the gallery. It will come in handy when the screen gets dirty and needs to be licked.

Fury: "So, did Mike defeat Magneto alone, or did he and the X-Men defeat Magneto?"

Coulson: "I'm leaning toward the former. If Mike joins forces with the X-Men, Wolverine should be fighting with Saber-toothed Tiger now."

Fury: "Yes. But it's a guess after all."

Coulson: "Just ask the person involved? I know Mike very well."

Speaking of taking out the phone.

It reminds me of the communication hijacked by the Continental Hotel near Central Park.

"Fitz, get it done."

"pass it to me."

pat!

Fitz typed a few lines of code, pressed the Enter key, and looked at Coulson proudly.

Get it!

It's as simple as eating and drinking.

The hackers of the Continental Hotel also bullied the telecommunications company, which was focused on making money and was reluctant to invest in security.In front of a professional organization like S.H.I.E.L.D., it's a piece of cake.

Coulson dialed Mike's cell phone number and pressed speakerphone.

The monitoring screen was aimed at Mike.

Mike took out his phone to show the note "Hairline Defense Destroyer", a very euphemistic note, at least not "Mediterranean" or "bald monster".

"Colson? Hey, is there a signal?" Mike pressed the answer button, "I have something to talk about, it's okay."

The seeds of chaos are changing.

Mike is a little irritable.

"I just want to ask, are you teaming up with the X-Men?"

"How is it possible!" Mike scolded: "A group of bastards, if it weren't for them, they would be able to dance at the grave of Magneto in a while."

"There is no good bald head in this film, and no one like Mr. Saitama."

The more you think, the more angry you are.

"That's right, the baldhead I'm talking about includes your braised egg man, who is shady and bald, thinking about shady people all day long."

"People black!"

"Heart black!"

"Black belly!"

"You said, shouldn't he be dragged out for humane destruction? Why don't you speak up, don't you agree with me?"

Coulson picked up the phone stiffly, fumbled the speakerphone off, and covered the microphone, "Director, should I agree?"

Fury was expressionless: "What do you think?"

Coulson: "I absolutely disagree in my heart. I swear by my Captain America figurine and shield model. But I think the way to quickly integrate with a person is to echo his views and praise his ideas."

Fury Gujing was silent: "You are right."

Coulson seemed to be greatly encouraged, and he looked into the microphone with righteous indignation: "Yes, you are right, Mike, you really spoke to my heart."

Then it became a Tucao meeting.

Fury's dark face was so dark that it was about to drip ink.

hang up the phone.

"Director, you seem to be the reason why Mike has problems with S.H.I.E.L.D. Could it be that you made things difficult for Mike's mother when she left S.H.I.E.L.D." Coulson said cautiously.

No more Nick, but Director.

"You" also came out.

"How is that possible!" Fury was furious, "Anna can retire if she wants to. There's no need to make things difficult. But she wants to marry a former double bonus member of the Golden Tiger Gang. Out of love, it's normal to investigate and test it. "

Coulson complained: "The culprit has been found."

Fury said seriously: "By the way, Mike seems to have mentioned a name just now, Mr. Saitama?"

"Correct!"

Fury waved domineeringly: "Check! Maybe we can find Mike's powerful secret!"

the other side.

Mike curled his lips: "When I didn't know you were on the speakerphone. It's the black stewed egg."

He can hold a grudge.

I don't know how many times Black Pork has investigated him in the dark. I'm afraid all the investigations that can be investigated have been archived, including how many negative distance contacts Mike has had with women.

accurate!

Take the opportunity to say hello openly.

The next thing is the aftermath of S.H.I.E.L.D., Mike took out the spare clothes from the space, put them on and left Central Park directly.Instead of returning to Hell's Kitchen, it stopped outside a building.

There are two lions at the gate, "Aster Lion" and "Lenux Lion", named after the donor.

This is the world famous New York Public Library.

Mike just wanted to find a place to rest.

By the way, study the mutation and influence of the Seed of Chaos.

Dive into it without breaking a sweat.

At this time, the escaping black air from the Seed of Chaos formed a cloud of black mist, and the shape of the original seed could not be seen.

"Except for Mei Dao, the system has never cheated anyone, so... it should be a good thing." Mike is not very worried.

Having said that, if the system is really going against Mike, why beat around the bush?

Just buried it.

Chapter 83: Constellations

It is worthy of being the largest public library in Mimi. The palace-style building is magnificent and majestic.It is not so much a library, but more like a museum of knowledge and culture.

Mike sat between the teak-colored bookshelves.

mental focus.

in the space of consciousness.

The black mist squirmed and rotated slowly, gradually increasing its speed.

Black swirl.

Mike could feel his mental power being drawn into the vortex as it turned faster and faster.

He tried to resist.

But to no avail.

Everyone has mental power, some are strong and some are weak, and people with stronger physiques generally have stronger mental power.However, some people are born with strong mental strength, which leads to weak physique.

Therefore, there is no necessary logical relationship between the strength of mental strength and physical fitness.

Under normal circumstances, people can't feel the existence of mental power, let alone use it, just like the vagus nerve in the human body, which exists in your body and cannot actively control them.

There are roughly two types of people who can control mental power: innate and acquired.

Congenital is mainly born or suddenly mutated.Among the mutants, Professor X, Phoenix, and the White Queen are among the best.

Acquired refers to the cultivation of strong spiritual power through practice or firm belief, such as enlightened warriors, ascetic monks, fanatics, wizards, magicians, etc.

There is no distinction between physical strength and mental strength.One of the main reasons why most people think that spiritual power is better is that human beings have only a half-knowledge of spiritual power.It can be said that human research on spiritual power is still in its infancy.

After the spiritual energy entered the vortex, it did not disappear.On the contrary, Mike's perception is clearer.If it was a cloud of unpredictable air before, it is now condensed into crystal clear glass beads, small.

"It's too small, it's not my style at all."

What's Mike's style?

Four words: Q big life is good.

From the glass beads where the mental power was condensed, Mike felt a feeling similar to fetal movement.

It feels great.

Reassuring, and then—

boom!

The glass bead burst, and Mike's head was buzzing.

"Blow up tires" if there is a disagreement?

Anyhow, give a hint!

There was no time to complain more deeply, and the pain like a needle prick hit like a tide.

"Ah!" Mike gritted his teeth, but the scream still squeezed out from between his teeth.

Mental pain is like some neuralgia - you can't tell where it hurts, and where it hurts, it doesn't hurt.I feel that where there is no pain, where the pain is so elegant.

Generally speaking, when the pain reaches a certain level, the brain will simply go numb or faint out of the protective mechanism.

That's why there is the term "passing out happily".

However, Mike's consciousness became clearer and clearer, as if he was integrated with his surroundings.

He "saw"—the security guard in the security room woke up from his sleep, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, muttered in a daze, "What's the sound?", and then lay down on his stomach and continued to have sex with the beauty in his dream.

He "saw"—high above the sky, a bald woman in a feces-yellow mage robe was looking over. After realizing that Mike had discovered her existence, the woman only smiled slightly with wise eyes.

He "sees"—the deeper depths of the universe, the benevolent gaze and malicious prying, are concentrating on this little blue planet.