Marvel: Start with the Eight Wonders

If you want to gain a safe foothold in a world full of aliens and gods, just improving your abilities is not enough. Sometimes it is necessary to make friends who can hold your arms at critical moments.

And the strongest and most powerful one among them is the possessor of Chaos Magic and one of the four core beings officially certified by Marvel... the Scarlet Witch!

"Where's Pete?" Qinghuai saw that Wanda was the only one in the store.

"I'm here, boss!" Silver-haired Quicksilver Pietro poked his head out from the corner.

"Ten dollars will be deducted for playing games during work hours." Qinghuai glanced at the game console that Pietro had hidden in the corner.

"Oh no!" Pietro begged with a grimace, "Boss, I was wrong. Please forgive me this time. I promise to work hard in the future."

"You seemed to have said the same thing last time." Qing Huai raised his eyebrows and found a place to sit down.

There were not many customers in the store in the morning, but after a while, there were more and more people.

When Qing Huai decided to open a jewelry store, he was already prepared for the business to be deserted, but he didn't expect the business to be surprisingly good.

At least it was much better than he expected. He didn't have much business experience. Some of the jewelry was mass-produced by his magic skills. It was beautiful and elegant, and many foreign friends came to buy it.

After lying on the old man's chair for a long time, it was time for lunch.

"Peter, lock the door, I'll take you to dinner." Qinghuai stretched.

"Boss, it's only after eleven o'clock." The dedicated Wanda reminded.

"Wanda, as a laborer, you must learn to create reasonable fishing time." Qinghuai walked up to Wanda and tried to impart knowledge.

At this time, Wanda only has water and tenderness.

The small face is fair and delicate, and the facial features are deep and three-dimensional.

He obviously has an extremely pure face, but his figure is in extreme contrast.

Every time he saw Wanda's serious look, Qinghuai always wanted to reach out and pinch her.

But he was just thinking about it, after all, he didn't want to be like this girl's last boss.

Now, the grass on the old guy's grave is already about one foot high.

Wanda pursed her lips and said nothing more. She knew that the boss was not short of money and wanted to open this store to give her and her brother a chance.

But the more this happened, the more embarrassed she felt.

It was Qing Huai who rescued her and her brother in the first place, and then arranged a place for them to live, gave them opportunities to work, and taught them control skills.

She was afraid that this favor would not end yet.

She also wants to do something for Qing Huai, but it seems that all she can do now is work hard.

"What do you want to eat, Wanda?" After locking the door, Qing Huai turned to look at the red-haired girl.

"Anything is fine," Wanda said.

This is probably what she has said the most in front of Qinghuai. Qinghuai will habitually ask their opinions every time he does something or eats, and Wanda's opinions are consistent every time.

Either way, or just listen to your boss.

But Pietro always gives good advice.

"I want to eat braised pork!" said Pietro.

Qinghuai and Wanda: "comeon!"

Well, I don’t always give good advice.

Qinghuai himself is Chinese and naturally has a special liking for Chinese food, so he occasionally takes two employees to taste Chinese food.

But after eating braised pork once, Pietro didn't know what was going on, so he gave braised pork a very high rating. Every time he wanted to eat braised pork, he clamored to eat braised pork.

Although Qing Huai also liked to eat before, no one can stand eating it all the time.

"Wanda, it's up to you whether we can do something new." Qinghuai looked at Wanda with a hint of expectation.

Wanda blinked and said, "Then let's go eat dumplings?"

Ugh!

Qing Huai shook his head and sighed softly.

Dumplings are his favorite food. A year ago, he didn't like dumplings that much.

But ever since he traveled through time, he suddenly fell in love with eating dumplings.

Because when he was in his hometown in China, he would make dumplings and eat them every time he traveled far away and on many festivals, probably to symbolize family reunion.

I thought it was nothing before, but now I feel more and more that I can feel the emotion and intention in it.

Nowadays, if I like eating dumplings, it’s better to just say that I miss my hometown.

He once told Wanda this at the dinner table. Of course, he didn't mention the time travel, and she kept it in her mind.

Just like now he asked Wanda what she wanted to eat, but this girl chose something he liked.

"Let's go." Qing Huai smiled, put his hands in his pockets, and led the two siblings to the restaurant.

He understands that Wanda feels indebted to him now, so he always puts himself in a relatively humble position.

It was hard for Qinghuai to correct her mentality at this moment, so just take your time, there is plenty of time.

Although New York in the Marvel world is chaotic and dangerous, this is the Scarlet Witch after all, and if it is dangerous, it is also dangerous for others.

While eating, the TV happened to be playing the news that the Avengers had taken down an evil organization.

Pietro slowly came over, "Boss, is it really okay for you to be in the Avengers?"

Qing Huai raised his eyebrows, "It seems to have happened recently."

"Really!" Pietro looked at Qing Huai with wide eyes.

"The girl I met in a bar not long ago seems to be a terrible terrorist. She was captured by Captain America in the past two days." Qing Huai looked at Pietro, "Is this relationship enough, kid?"

Pietro's face fell instantly, "Boss, please stop joking."

In this world and this city, the Avengers are still the most well-known superhero team so far, and their spirit leads countless teenagers.

Pietro Maximov is one of them.

In this silver-haired boy's opinion, the boss is so powerful and a kind person, so he should be a superhero no matter what.

At first, Pietro just asked if Qinghuai was a member of the Avengers, but later he gave up the idea after seeing that the boss only seemed to be eating, drinking and having fun all day long.

So he began to ask the boss if he had any relationship with Avengers.

Qing Huai could tell that this kid was arrogant about his talent and wanted to join the Avengers, but he really didn't have any connections.

In the past year, he has deliberately avoided contact with these superheroes and only focused on his own efforts to develop.

In the parlance of cultivation novels, this is called avoiding sticky cause and effect.

Now that he is somewhat capable, he seems to be able to act a little bolder.

He looked at Pietro, "Do you want to join the Avengers?"

"Is that okay?" Pietro's eyes almost glowed.

"Of course, but you have to be faster." Qinghuai first drew a cake for Pietro, then turned to look at Wanda, "Wanda, do you want to?"

Wanda shook her head without hesitation, "I don't want to."

But after saying that, she felt a little regretful. If she really joined the Avengers, it seemed that she could use her abilities to do something for her boss.

Qinghuai didn't say anything more, but thought silently. If Pietro really wanted to join the Avengers, he wouldn't mind pushing him behind the scenes.

From then on, he was truly relevant in the Avengers.

He himself didn't want to join, not because he was afraid of danger, but because he felt that once he took on the title of hero, he would be constrained by the so-called moral conscience, and he didn't want that.

This phenomenon has been clearly reflected in the movie. Super heroes try their best to save the world, but in the end someone will hate them and ask them to compensate for the damage to the city.

Some people even blamed them for the casualties caused by the villain's invasion.

Isn’t this just bullying an honest person?

and so.

Although Qinghuai admires those superheroes, he doesn't want to be them.

But this is just his own idea, and he will not impose it on others. Whether the siblings want to join the Avengers or not, he will respect their opinions.

After eating, Qinghuai took a nap in the store. When the sun was about to go down, he greeted his two siblings and went home.

When night fell, Qing Huai drove an inconspicuous black car and left Queens.

I had enough sleep in the afternoon and couldn't sleep at night, so I just wanted to play his second identity - a weapons dealer.

Driving all the way to an inaccessible area, Qinghuai stopped the car.

Not long after, a dilapidated pickup truck drove over, its roof giving a faint light to this dark area.

There aren't even street lights here.

Qinghuai put on a cowboy hat, and then put the white mask on his face. With a slight touch, the mask began to change, and finally turned into a black mask that was completely different from before.

Qinghuai got out of the car.

The broken pickup truck on the opposite side had stopped and several people got out.

They had different skin colors, were poorly dressed, and looked like they came from the slums.

The few people walked up to Qing Huai, lowered their heads and said, "Boss."

In fact, this group of people are indeed people at the lowest level of society in life, and they are also one of Qinghuai's forces.

Rather than talking about power, Qing Huai prefers to call them trading parties.

The outer shell of this city is shiny, but the dirty sewers are crawling with rats.

These people are rats, humble and weak, but they are everywhere in the streets.

Qing Huai sold them some low-level magic weapons he had refined, but he did not charge money, only information.

He only has one principle: he cannot use these magic weapons to deal with good people.

Apart from that, it doesn't matter to him whether these people use it themselves, resell it at a high price, or even throw it directly into the sea.

"Boss." The leader handed a pamphlet to Qing Huai.

Although Qinghuai repeatedly emphasized that they were just partners, these people still called him boss.

They live at the bottom of society and are bullied, but Qinghuai gives them a chance.

They had already spontaneously formed an underground group and regarded Qing Huai as their big boss.

"Thank you for your hard work." Qinghuai took the booklet and put it into his pocket, then gently raised a hand, and three boxes appeared out of thin air on the trunk of the car.

Opening one of the boxes revealed a layer of black beads neatly arranged inside.

Protective beads, when the wearer is attacked by a malicious attack, will automatically spread a layer of energy (qi) on the surface of the body. It can be bulletproof at most, but will be damaged according to the number and intensity of the attacks.

Open the second box and find a layer of items the size of table tennis balls inside.

The space ball can carry items much larger than itself, but it can only carry dead objects.

It has the same function as Qinghuai's space ring, but there is still no comparison between the two. The space ring has a larger internal space and can be loaded with a wider range.

The last and largest box contains functional gloves, which can be worn up to the forearm. The wrist can emit a power grid, and the fingers can be glued to the wall. There is a small round object on the arm that can release waves, shield and create signals. , used to steal intelligence.

"I put all the instructions for use in the box." Qinghuai stepped aside and allowed these people to test the weapons.

The leader accompanied Qing Huai to the side and said, "Boss, we have given our organization a name."

"Oh?" Qinghuai looked at him with some doubts.

"It's called the Kiwanis Club." The man said, "Although we live at the bottom of society, as long as we unite, we can still change the world. Boss, what do you think of this name? If it doesn't work, you can change it."

"Okay, good." Qinghuai smiled and patted his shoulder, "Jason, this is your own team, you can make your own decisions."

A trace of disappointment appeared on Jason's face, but it was fleeting. The next second, he returned to his smiling face, nodded and stood aside, watching others test weapons.

After the test, they lifted the box onto the pickup truck that drove away.

Qinghuai put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, turned around and walked towards his car.

From beginning to end, he just treated it like a transaction.

Qinghuai sat back in the car and watched the pickup drive away.

"The Tongji Club..." Qing Huai repeated the name, "It's kind of interesting."

He had deliberately kept a relatively safe distance from these people before, also to avoid contamination with karma, and for fear of getting into trouble.

When a force rises, the leader must have sufficient capabilities.

He had no ability to tell the truth before, but now... just like he thought before, it seems he can be bolder.

But don’t rush, just take your time.

After they get used to Qinghuai's indifference, as long as Qinghuai shows a little kindness, the other party will be grateful.

It's like if you are always good to a person, but one day you do something bad, the other person will hate you. On the contrary, if you have been treating him badly, as long as you treat him a little better one day, he will change his view of you, and even burst into tears of gratitude.

To be honest, it's pretty cheap, but that's the reality.

No longer thinking about that, Qinghuai opened the booklet, which contained information about the city during this period.

The range is wide.

for example:

On a few days, Tony Stark attended a high-end party...

In a few days, Daredevil wiped out a certain gang...

In which months and days, which gangs directly started fighting again...

In these few months, what kind of research and development progress has the Osborne Group made...

In recent days, mutants have appeared somewhere...

And so on.

Some can be seen from the news, while others can only be found through search.

After Qinghuai roughly read through it, he had an idea in his mind. He just needed to know the general trend of the city.

However, what made him a little regretful was that there was still no news about Spider-Man.

In other words, as of now, Spider-Man still does not exist.

Spider-Man is, after all, a very popular superhero. When Qinghuai first traveled through time, some of the heroes he was familiar with were already active in the news, except for Spider-Man Peter Parker.

Qing Huai later went to check it out, and found out that there was Peter Parker, and he did go to Zhongcheng High School, but he seemed to be just an ordinary high school student.

So, the most reasonable explanation is that in this timeline, Peter Parker has not been bitten by the spider yet.

The other information is nothing special, everything is as usual, what blooms blooms as usual, and what rots rots as usual.

A city, bright and dark, day and night, blooms in its own way.

There was a cold breeze outside the car window. Qing Huai stretched out a hand and dragged the information booklet in his palm. A flame suddenly ignited and burned it up.

The pages of paper fly in the wind like fire butterflies.

Close the car windows, play music, and the black car slowly drives away.

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