Time and Space Office of American Comics

Chapter 373

Jumping off the bed, Myers stretched.

I haven't slept so comfortably in a long time.

He slept all day.

Rushing into the bathroom, after a quick wash, Mars went downstairs.

The nostrils fluttered slightly, and Mars walked into the dining room, looking at the breakfast prepared by Victoria Hand, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

It smells really good, but it looks like...

Still as bloody as ever.

Fortunately, Mars has gotten used to Victoria Hand's cooking style and knows the best solution.

Close your eyes and eat it!

After a quick breakfast, Mars propped his head up, and said boredly, "Hand? Where's Vivian?"

Victoria Hand said while packing the tableware, "She said she doesn't need to eat, and she won't come down if she is busy with some things."

"Oh!" Mars replied, "Hand, are you bored? Find something to do."

Victoria Hand's eyes lit up, and he said, "To hunt criminals?"

Mars said helplessly, "Can you find something more leisurely to do?"

Recovering a look of indifference, Victoria Hand said coldly: "That's a waste of time."

Mars was stunned speechless, and ran back upstairs in despair.

Walking to the third floor, Mars was planning to go back to his room and deal with the souls he had collected during this time, when he suddenly heard a burst of hair-raising laughter from Vivienne's room.

"Ok?"

A question mark appeared in his mind, Mars walked carefully to the door, and teleported in directly.

In the room, Vivienne was sitting on the virtual screen, waving her arms quickly, drawing something on it.

Mars glanced at it. It was a colorful figure, and there were some dialog boxes in each picture.

comics?

Vivienne is drawing comics?
Mars froze.

Immediately afterwards, Mars looked at the characters in the comics, with doubts flashing in his eyes.

Why do these people look familiar?
correct!

Mars' eyes lit up.

Isn't this how the Avengers turned into women?

A comic based on a female version of the Avenger?
then……

Mars saw the scene that made him gasp.

I saw a cartoon that was just drawn, two women were having a bloody conversation.

It is worth mentioning that the two women, one with silver hair and one with black hair...

And Vivienne was still drawing while laughing, the scene was once very wretched.

The corner of Mars's mouth twitched, and he slapped Vivienne's head with a slap.

"Who!"

Vivian screamed, her first reaction was to save her drawing, and then her palm transformed into a gun and pointed behind her.

"Lord, Lord!"

Vivienne stammered, her face turned pale in an instant, she squeezed out a smile uglier than crying, and said, "Did you see everything?"

Mars kept a cold face, with a cold arc drawn from the corner of his mouth, and said, "What do you think?"

Vivian lowered her head and said pitifully, "Can't I draw?"

Mars's heart softened, he reached out and patted Vivienne's head, and said, "Of course you can draw!"

"Really?" Vivian's eyes lit up instantly.

"No, I mean..."

"Great!" Vivian jumped up and hugged Mars, saying, "You are so kind!"

Mars reached out and pinched Vivian's face, and said, "Listen to me!"

Vivienne nodded with difficulty.

"You can draw! But not this kind of painting!"

"Why?" Vivienne said pitifully, "Isn't this a cartoon?"

"Draw some normal comics!"

"This is normal!"

Mars got angry and said: "The scene of the Eighteenth Ban is about to appear! Is it normal!?"

"Don't worry, I will grasp the scale! Those pictures will not appear!"

Vivienne looked confident.

Mars raised his head and sighed, "Well, I don't care about you! But you can't take me as the original, as for other people, you can do whatever you want!"

Vivian raised her head and said, "Why? I think it looks pretty! Besides, I didn't write your name!"

Mars gritted his teeth and said, "Why? Don't you feel sorry for me?"

"No!" Vivienne's eyes sparkled, and she said, "You are the most beautiful and the best in my comics!"

"I don't doubt that... Bah! No way! It's too awkward! I'm a man!"

Vivian puffed her cheeks and said, "But, I am just a cartoon, not the real you, and I am not the only one who draws this kind of cartoon, there are many people!"

"In other people's cartoons, they make you ugly and unimportant! I don't allow this to happen!"

"It's just art, it's reprocessing creation!"

"And, this is my ideal!"

"Could it be that you want to kill a child's ideal?"

Vivian slid off Mars with tears in her eyes.

Kill the ideals of children?
What a big hat!
Just as Mars was about to speak, Vivienne waved her hand, and a virtual screen was projected.

It's all comics and stuff.

Mars glanced, wondering: "What are these?"

Vivienne said: "The comics they created are reports based on the images of the Avengers and you in the recent reports."

"They portrayed you poorly, master!"

"I can't watch this kind of thing happen! So, I want to draw the best manga and make you the best protagonist!"

The corner of Mars' mouth twitched crazily.

This ideal is really great!
He was a little speechless, and even felt that Vivienne was so loyal in doing so!
"You won't let me paint, and there are many other people who paint. They are destroying your image! Master!" Vivienne waved her arms excitedly, and said, "I am for you! Master!"

As he said that, the cartoons played quickly on the virtual screen.

Mars looked at his image in the comics, his forehead was beating wildly, and he even had the urge to hack the author to death along the network cable.

Taking a deep breath, Mars said angrily, "These grandchildren, what did you paint me into?"

"Yes, yes!" Vivienne nodded, waving her fists in unison with the enemy, and released the news report of the previous incident of the Gate of Time and Space by the way.

In that Time Gate incident, the female version of the Avengers, including him, became the hottest team in the world, causing a surprising storm, comics or something, just one of the aftermath of that storm That's it, there are many more excessive things.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and Mars looked at Vivian with burning eyes, and said, "Come on! Get rid of those grandchildren!"

(End of this chapter)