My Private Marvel System

　　 Before lunch, Natasha and Tony were only more concerned about Dole.

　　 But after a very hearty meal with art-like delicacies, even Natasha, who is not very picky about food, looked at Dole in a different light.

　　 It is enough to get the title of "Master" if he can exert his cooking skills to such an extent.

　　Natasha has met many countries’ cuisines and chefs, superb cooking skills, mastery of ingredients and heat, and alternative cooking techniques for ingredients..

　　 But in front of Dole, Natasha really felt the beauty of the combination of food and art.

　　 There seemed to be the scent of food remaining between his lips and teeth, his tongue cheered, and his belly protested.

　　 "Hiccup~! My friend, for the sake of my stomach, I think it would be better to see you less in the future." Holding his a little swollen belly, Tony also stuffed a piece of sauce into his mouth.

　　 "Oh, my God, how can I refuse this piece of sauce? You are such a devil!"

　　The beef thigh and sauce roll in the mouth, and the soft and moderate muscle tendons are irresistible.

　　 Natasha is also a little struggling. For her with extremely high control and not picky about food, this is not a good phenomenon.

　　 "Maybe I should think about it now and get rid of this ‘slimming enemy’?"

　　 It feels bad to eat, but Natasha has to admit that she still wants to eat! !

　　 is not only to fill up the stomach, but to completely lose control of the mouth and hands, as if unable to stop.

　　 "Oh, my belly, you must be the devil, you must be the devil sent by God to punish me for not eating well!!"

　　 Tony stood up hard and moved for a while before removing the feeling of bloated belly.

　　 Natasha also clutched her belly, and walked out of the office a little indecently, vowing that she would never eat anything Dole made again. Otherwise, the slim figure will soon be as flush as a bucket.

　　 "Well, Mr. Devil, you can tell me why you came to me."

　　 Tony took a few pills to help digestion and said with his eyes closed comfortably.

　　 "Have you played Warcraft? Do you have game experience?"

　　 Hearing Dole's question, Tony opened his eyes in surprise: "God, have you asked me to play Warcraft? Haha!!!"

　　 With a wave of his hand, the office software seemed to have received some signal. An ultra-large and ultra-clear, ultra-thin display screen that looked like a three-dimensional cinema appeared in front of Dole.

　　 Touch the screen with your fingertips, and several versions of Warcraft and World of Warcraft icons appear.

　　 I haven't even heard of one or two of them, let alone seen.

　　 "Blizzard has specially developed two versions of Warcraft for me. All World of Warcraft versions have at least ten full-level numbers..."

　　 Tony raised his head and introduced his achievements like a few Jiazhen.

　　 "Well, I know you are a game master, you can put these away."

　　The display disappeared, and Dole said carefully: "If... I mean if you have the effect of aura-like skills in the game..."

　　 "What did you say? Aura skill effects? What aura? Durability or concentration? Is it bloodsucking?"

　　 Tony jumped up, his nose almost touching Dole's face.

　　 Pushing away the excited Tony, Dole briefly talked about the effect of the pineapple chicken.

　　 "Is there only a twelve-hour time limit? What a pity!"

　　 Hearing that there was only a twelve-hour time limit, Tony's interest suddenly diminished.

　　 Dole smiled and didn't care about it. Maybe now there are only halo-type skills with limited time limit, but if the hero feast keeps upgrading, the unevenness will have a permanent effect.

　　 "What do you want to exchange with it? Isn't it a beautiful sword?"

　　 Tony obviously also knows that this pineapple chicken is not something you can buy with a beautiful knife.

　　 "I need a green magic potion."

　　Doll didn't hide his purpose, so he said it directly.

　　 "Green Golem's potion?!" Tony fell silent after hearing the words. It would be easier if Dor wanted the steel suit, but Green Golem's potion would not be so easy to obtain.

　　Who is the Green Demon? Big villain, big villain. You want to get his body-strengthening potion from the villain, it's not easier than making it yourself.

　　Doer obviously also knew that the difficulty of the matter was not small, otherwise he would not have spent two weeks trying to get these two heroic feasts.

　　 "With that effort, it's better to develop it yourself." Tony muttered, but Dole was taken aback.

　　 Yes, there is no mention in the system mission that you cannot develop it yourself? Dole was also confused by the task, why didn't he expect to develop it himself?

　　Dor was also misled by the mission, but now that when you think about it, the mission requirement is a standard-equivalent strengthening potion, but it must have been in the hands of the green devil. Because the mission penalty was for the Green Gob to track for an hour, Dole confined the quest items to the Green Gob in the first place.

　　 "Does S.H.I.E.L.D. have any potions? It's about the same as the Green Goblin's hands."

　　 opened his mind, Dalton looked at Tony anxiously.

　　 "This... should I have it?" Tony is not familiar with SHIELD, at least not yet.

　　 "Not only does it have, UU reading www.uukahnshu.com is better than the one in the hands of the Green Devil."

　　 Natasha opened the door for unknown time and looked at Dole with scorching eyes.

　　 "Damn it, this is not the professional ethics of a qualified secretary."

　　 "Your eyes are always on my chest and butt, and it is not the professional ethics that a qualified boss should have."

　　 When the two talked, they suddenly felt a needle-point to the wheat.

　　 "You just registered your identity with SHIELD, but you seem to be familiar with SHIELD?"

　　 Natasha looked at it like a laser scanner, as if she wanted to see through Dole thoroughly.

　　 "Tony told me about it, so he's familiar with it. Right, my friend."

　　 Tony grinned and nodded stiffly. He can't watch his friend being interrogated, right?

　　 "It seems that our Mr. Tony is very concerned about SHIELD? Would you like to go to the headquarters for a cup of coffee?"

　　 Of course Natasha knew the mess between the two, but she didn't say anything, she gave Tony a warning blank, twisted her waist and left.

　　 "This is a signal to contact S.H.I.E.L.D., you can figure it out by yourself." Before leaving, Natasha threw Dole a badge-like thing, which looked very delicate.

　　 "You owe me several big meals! Don't forget!"

　　 As the price of silence just now, Tony still did not forget to blackmail.

　　 smiled and nodded, Dole left the Stark Group and directly contacted SHIELD.