My Private Marvel System

　　 So in the Changbai Mountains, which were almost dug into holes, there is almost no wild ginseng from the previous year.

　　 "Two per one..."

　　 Dole counted carefully. There are more than thirty in total, all of which are very full and good.

　　 "You seem to like these seeds, right? My dear neighbor."

　　 "Oh, I assure God, you are the most charming and cultivated actor I have ever seen!"

　　 "Hehe, is flattering also your specialty?"

　　 After some bargaining, Dole paid half a month’s dinner to obtain these precious wild ginseng seeds.

　　 The meat painfully dug out some of the low-level seeds that had just been planted, and nearly half of the area outside of Dolge was planted with wild ginseng seeds.

　　 cautiously avoiding the seedlings, Dole stroked his finger, and there were two drops of green active energy liquid in his hand.

　　 In addition to irrigating these active vegetables and fruits on weekdays, the surplus active energy liquid from Dole has been accumulated, and it finally came in handy.

　　 Digging pits, cultivating soil, watering... After a few hours of busy work, the two cubic active spaces were once again crowded.

　　 "It's still too small!"

　　 Dole looked at the crowded active space and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

　　 "Hi, dear chef, see what good news I have brought you."

　　 Parker stood at the door with his school bag slung, and raised a few hard papers in his hands.

　　 "Good news? But how can I smell conspiracy?"

　　Doll shrugged his nose exaggeratedly, and looked at Mr. Spider-Man with bad eyes.

　　 "How come? I promise God that as your kind friend, I have an obligation to correct you..."

　　 Ignoring the "sincerity" in the eyes of the spiders, Dole took the hard paper and swept his gaze slowly down.

　　 Slowly, Dorr frowned, "Invitation to the charity party? Am I a celebrity? Am I rich?"

　　 Dole’s eyes fell on Parker’s face, and the look of the other party’s Ai Ai in the issue immediately made Dole lose his anger: "Let’s talk about it, what is going on? Why does this charity invite me to participate in some African refugee fundraising?"

　　 Parker sat down with Dole and explained it embarrassingly.

　　 It turned out that Parker’s crush, that is, sister Jane who just blackmailed Dole, signed up for an interview some time ago.

　　 For a girl like Jane who dreams of being a star, as long as she has a flash and a stage, she can show her big white ass.

　　Any performance is a rare experience and accumulation. So as long as there is a chance, Jane and her friends are frantically looking for opportunities to come on stage.

　　 This charity fundraising begins with an elegant and sensational short play, discovering the wallet of the invitee and the hypocrisy.

　　 Jane passed an interview and suddenly received a notice yesterday that the number of fundraisers was too small. I hope she and those involved in the performance can find some extras or idlers to participate in the fundraising and increase popularity.

　　 Parker needless to say, this kind of good thing must have his share, and he immediately sold Dole as well.

　　 "God, punish this ‘Judas’ for betraying our friendship."

　　 Doer sighed helplessly and said, "I can participate, but if something like this happens in the future, you must tell me first."

　　 Parker smiled and nodded, discussed what to wear for the charity party, and hurried to get justice.

　　 After lunch, Dole was clearing the active space and accidentally received a call from Daredevil.

　　 "What did you say? Bruce was arrested?!"

　　 "Yes, I was arrested by the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent who suddenly appeared last night. I hope you can attend Bruce's trial as a favorable witness."

　　 "What's the crime? Did you destroy the headquarters of SHIELD?"

　　 "This joke is not funny, Mr. Dole."

　　 Ending the call, Dole's expression became a bit solemn, and S.H.I.E.L.D. finally made a shot at the Hulk. Think about it, too, like a time bomb, regardless of the enemy and us, the destructive Hulk should be locked up no matter how it looks.

　　..............

　　 In an old passage with a retro style, Dole followed a middle-aged man in a guard uniform, listening to the middle-aged guard complaining about low wages and poor treatment...

　　 "You know, as an insider working for S.H.I.E.L.D. security, I always worry about my safety. Those mutants are like a split personality..."

　　The middle-aged guard suddenly stopped complaining in embarrassment, and smiled unnaturally: "Sorry, I forgot that you are one of them."

　　 "It doesn't matter, many people can't control their desires after suddenly gaining extraordinary power."

　　 "Yes, that's what I mean."

　　 The two of them had encountered at least three or four inspections along the way, and until they walked out of the secret passage on the ground floor of the office building, the guard retreated politely.

　　 pushed open the door of the trial court, and a lazy complaint came.

　　 "Are we underground workers? Can't we set up branches on the ground? Does SHIELD like to study rats and stinky drains?"

　　 "Pay attention to the occasion~www.NovelMTL.com~ I think you should cool down!" Su gave his brother a rude glance, and continued to compile information about the trial.

　　 "What stone bumps are you laughing at? Would you like me to help you loosen your bones?" Johnny didn't dare to talk back to his sister, but saw Ben snickering and said provocatively.

　　 My face trembled, his smile slowly cooled down, and a large piece of rock foam like biscuit crumbs fell: "Little fireball, you better pray that your dentist will be on vacation today!"

　　 "Oh~! Oh~! I'm so scared, is the great stone king going to get angry?!" Johnny made a disgusting expression of fear with both hands on the chest protector.

　　 "Damn! Can you shut up? It's like ten thousand sparrows barking!"

　　 Tony, who was hungover-looking, lay halfway on his seat and growled in discomfort.

Natasha beside 　　 wrinkled, her little hand slapped her nose: "Can you please shut up? Your tone smells like fish vomit!"

　　 "Don't speak loudly to me! My head is about to explode!!"

　　 Tony made a sound like a dead fish dragged ashore, turning over with difficulty.

　　 "You look bad, my friend."

　　 Dole shook his hand, a few simple ingredients appeared in his hand, boiled for a while with cooking water, and a bowl of sober soup that was energetic by the smell was brought to Tony.

　　 "God, you are really my angel, if you are a woman, I will marry you!!" Tony gulped the sober soup and felt much better.