When I transform into Marvel, I also want to be the overlord

Maya just took a quick glance at it from a distance last night and saw that a large area of ​​the apartment wall was broken, so she thought that the entire apartment was hopeless.

Today I took a closer look and used my senses to inspect several load-bearing pillars in detail, but found that everything was intact. The walls were mainly shattered by the aftermath of the attack, and the main structure of the apartment suffered little damage. Maya discovered that many of the neighbors living on the first floor had gone home last night and were currently bragging and spanking like people who had nothing to do.

Is it possible that the rough nerves of New Yorkers in the future will be inherited from generation to generation?

Maya had lunch at home, yes, they had gone home. Jennifer and his wife's bedroom was fine, but Maya's small room was half burned, and the small bed that had been with her for more than ten years was completely charred.

The only good thing is that many valuable things were put into the sealing scroll by her shadow clone last night.

"Hey, this banyan tree has been burned into a trunk, but it's not dead yet."

Maya was surprised to find that under the charred branches of the sapling in the window, there were actually green buds.

"It seems that I really ignored it before. The thing I bought with a few thousand influence points is indeed worth the money. I have to cultivate it well in the future and see what it can grow into in this world."

Maya also replaced the banyan tree with a new large pottery pot, and then she didn’t mention soiling and watering.

"Maya, you have been taken care of. You can sleep on the sofa in the living room these days. I will find some decorators to repaint it." Jennifer said to Maya who was wiping away.

"Did you really take money from Tony Stark this morning?" Maya asked in surprise.

"fart"

Jennifer swore loudly and said unfavorably: "We were basking in the sun for a long time in front of the Stark Tower, and our voices were hoarse from shouting, but Stark just sent a press officer and held a simple press conference. Stark listed various evidences to show that last night's B and the fire had nothing to do with Stark Industries, and even the New York police produced an identification report. In short, last night's fire was caused by mutants, Stark Just to save people, I deliberately arranged for Spider-Man to say that, so it is absolutely impossible to pay compensation."

Maya frowned, "Has it been confirmed that it's a mutant?"

"Just look at the TV and newspapers today and you will know. Someone even recorded the video of the fire scene last night. Although it is very blurry, the basic human shape can still be seen. Who else can you think of besides mutants?"

"Jennifer, please arrange for someone to clean it up. I'll go out for a walk." After Maya said that, she ran downstairs with a solemn expression.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the reception desk on the first floor of the lobby of the Stark Industries Headquarters Building in Midtown Manhattan, New York.

"Oh, you are Spider-Man" the blond receptionist at the front desk covered his mouth and asked someone in the hall in surprise.

This person is none other than Maya's shadow clone, Spider-Man hanging on the Coca-Cola label. It's just that there is no box on her waist at this time, only a very sci-fi signature sniper gun "Neural Pulse Suppression Gun".

Well, at least that's what other New Yorkers think. Even without the Coca-Cola three-dimensional mobile device, his unique sniper gun, black and red spider suit with gold rims, and his well-known body shape all prove his identity as the elite Coca-Cola Spider-Man of Tony's Spider-Man team.

Okay, the name is a bit long and very embarrassing, but this Spider-Man has been recognized by the public, and his reputation is second only to the "genuine" Spider-Man Tony Stark.

"Yes, I am Spider-Man, Coca-Cola Spider-Man. However, you all have to change your names from now on. Please call me Amazing Spider-Man," Maya said carelessly.

The girl at the front desk is a little embarrassed. She's so clumsy. Our boss is only the real Spider-Man. You, a part-time worker, dare to call yourself the Amazing Spider-Man. Aren't you afraid of getting fired?

It's just that this guy who calls himself the Amazing Spider-Man is, after all, the boss's "confidant". How can a front desk intern of his own have the qualifications to interrupt?

"Okay, The Amazing Spider-Man, why are you here?" the girl at the front desk asked.

"I'm looking for Tony, our SS Tony Stark. He is my good buddy. I usually call him by his first name, so we are closer," Maya continued to brag.

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