Iron Altman passing by Marvel

"Alfred, I'm back."

Bruce loosened the tight tie around his neck and handed the coat to the old butler.

"Master Bruce, the master is waiting for your meal inside."

Taking the coat from his young master with a smile, the old housekeeper looked at the girl following him in an orderly manner.

"Do you need an extra cutlery for this lady?"

"She doesn't have to forget it, let's give her a share."

Unable to stand the pitiful look in the little monster's eyes, someone quickly changed his words mid-sentence.

Recalling that just now, half of the factory's reserves had been robbed, and the little monster seemed to be unsatisfied. Before leaving, he secretly hid a few jars in the gem in his belly. Bruce really doubted whether her belly was connected to the A different dimensional space.

"In addition, prepare another guest room for her."

After thinking for a while, Bruce added another sentence.

"Follow your will."

Alfred bowed slightly and stepped back with a smile.

"Hey, boss, this is your home. It looks pretty nice."

The green little finger gently poked the opponent's waist, and Bemonstein looked at everything in front of him curiously.

"I have to say that this young lady has good taste. I paid a heavy salary to hire famous artists to make the furniture in the living room. The decoration of the corridor was also entrusted to an authoritative figure who has only retired for two years. There is also this painting."

Justin couldn't help but show off his words from the corridor, seemingly happy that someone finally understood his aesthetics.

"Yeah, yeah, the gold on the wall looks delicious."

The little monster nodded desperately. He was indeed the boss. There were so many delicious minerals and gems at home.

"Mr. Hammer, could you please put away this nouveau riche face?"

Seeing that the ignorant little monster was about to arouse the opponent's desire to show off his wealth, Bruce sighed and put his hand on his forehead, interrupting the erroneous exchange between the two in a very tough manner.

Should I say that idiots are attracted to each other?

Seeing the two people's expressions of knowing each other and regretting meeting each other so late, the young man inexplicably felt that the burden on his shoulders had increased a lot.

"Hey, Bruce, this is art. Do you understand art? Although I am very happy that a genius scientist can be born in the Hammer family, I don't want my son to be a fool who knows nothing about artistic aesthetics."

Stepping forward to put his arm around Bruce's shoulders enthusiastically, Justin Hammer winked at Bemonstein and smiled.

"So I'm very happy to see that you've become enlightened. As a father, I'm very happy. It would be great if this girl could dress more normally."

"Father, she is just a friend I met by chance. Something happened at home and I have to stay here for a few days."

Covering his face tiredly, Bruce wondered whether his father spent all his working time doing color.

"I understand, I understand everything"

Justin acted as if I had been there before and didn't listen to his explanation at all.

"Forget it, you can think whatever you like, I'm going to the restaurant first."

Not bothering to defend himself, Bruce dragged his tired body straight through the living room.

"Justin Hammer, Bruce's father, nice to meet you, my lovely little lady."

Watching Bruce disappear at the end of the corridor, Mr. Hammer turned around with squinted eyes and suddenly greeted the little monster with a smile on his face.

"Becky Stein, just call me Becky."

When he remembered the other person's repeated warnings, the little monster answered obediently.

Begstein is the false identity Bruce arranged for her by hacking into the federal management system through the optical brain.

"Well, Becky, that's a great name, right?"

Justin's praise was just like his graduation thesis, which contained nothing but water.

"Yes, it is."

But the little monster still nodded knowingly.

"How should I put it, Miss Becky, I think you should know."

"Bruce, my son, he is an out-and-out genius in many ways."

“I still remember my surprise when he told me that he had completed all the middle school education on his own when he was ten years old.”

"From that moment on, I knew that the glory of the Hammer family was about to come, because I have a son who is no less than Tony Stark."

He subconsciously reached for his pocket, but then he remembered that he had just placed the cigar box on the dining table. Mr. Hammer took his hand out of his pocket with a smile.

"It's just that although Bruce has an incomparable talent in research, when it comes to relationships, he is an out-and-out rookie."

"When I was his age, I was a regular contributor to gossip columns. Well, second only to that playboy Stark, but he only knew how to lock himself in the laboratory all day long."

"You are the first girl Bruce has brought home in 18 years, so I take this matter very seriously, and I don't want him to get any harm from it, you know what I mean."

Justin glanced meaningfully at the monster girl.

"Uh-huh."

Bemenstein nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

But I was secretly complaining, joking, with the boss’s terrifying fighting power, I should be the one who should be careful and get hurt.

Completely unaware that the two parties were not on the same channel at all, and thinking that the little monster understood what was going on, Justin smiled with satisfaction.

"As long as you can leave him a good memory, I can give you everything you want, whether it's money or fame."

"On the contrary, if you deceive Bruce's feelings, believe me, a father who has lost his mind will have many ways to make you regret coming to this world."

There was a kind smile on his face like a good old man, but Old Hammer's tone was not kind in any way.

"Okay, let's go in and have dinner. Don't keep Bruce waiting."

After saying what was in his heart, the CEO seemed much happier. He patted the girl on the shoulder and said in a teasing tone.

"Oh well."

Until he was brought into the restaurant in a daze, Bemonstein still looked confused.

who am i where am i what is he saying

Obviously every word can be understood, but when put together, it feels like listening to a book from heaven.

The joys and sorrows of people are not the same as each other. The little monster, which was born less than half a year ago, really cannot understand the complex and awkward emotions of human beings.

Forget it, compared to thinking about these things, eating is the most important thing

After complex fog's psychological struggle, the little monster finally chose to give up thinking.

“What a nosy guy.”

In the restaurant, using his enhanced five senses, he could easily understand the content of the conversation between the two, and Bruce's tough face gradually softened.

In fact, when he first traveled through time, he felt an unrealistic sense of alienation from everything.

It was like a wolf in sheep's clothing mixed in with the sheep, not to mention that the Supreme Mage, the shepherd, was still watching with eagerness.

He originally thought that he would grow up peacefully in disguise until he accumulated enough strength to slowly find a way home.

But people's hearts are made of flesh, and the old man whom the media described as stingy, mediocre, and even good-for-nothing never paid any attention to him.

It was impossible for him to remain indifferent.

Time is the best medicine. Unknowingly, over the years, the obsession with going home has become far less strong than it was at the beginning.

Moreover, unlike the relatively peaceful Earth before time travel, the Marvel world is always full of malice towards ordinary people. You never know that one day you will become one of the sacrifices in the fight between superheroes and villains.

Even if he can just pat his ass and leave, what about people like Justin and Alfred who care about him?

The answer seemed self-evident, and it was only at this moment that Bruce finally began to understand the weight of the responsibility Gu said.

The transformer lay quietly in his jacket pocket, and the timer on the top became more pure and bright as his mentality changed.