[Comprehensive] Clown training game

Jason's desserts were spread out. Although it was inconvenient to use a wheelchair, it did not affect the taste of the finished product.

And I have to say, Jason is a genius at making dim sum!

His cupcakes of various flavors are not only exquisite in appearance, so good-looking that people hold them in their hands and are reluctant to eat them, but also taste sweet and not greasy, making people want to bite the paper cupcakes too.

For adults, a few bites of a cake of this size is not a problem, and even children are willing to hug and chew for a long time.It's just that Jason likes to design the cakes in various strange shapes.

You said that a normal baker would involve cute animals or even cartoon characters.But Jason's best-selling one turned out to be a "Bat Cupcake" in coffee dark chocolate lava flavor.

The baked soft and delicious cake is dotted with fierce little eyes like bat beans. Two wings made of chocolate are placed there out of proportion. "Let's see and eat you!"

When Mr. J saw this cake for the first time, he almost didn't smile and lay down on the table. Then he held the little bat cake, looked left and then looked again. The narrowed bean eyes were very similar to Master Wayne's suspicious expression. .

"Hahahahahahaha." The clown laughed so hard that Jason almost doubted that the damn personality had returned.

But Mr. J just rubbed his stomach, opened his mouth wide, and "ah!" bit off half of the bat's wing.This time, Jason narrowed his eyes and snatched the little bat cake back from him: "You are not allowed to eat this."

"Why, everyone can buy it."

Because seeing a clown with his mouth open to eat a bat cake gives me a creepy feeling!Jason glared at him, looked at Mr. J's aggrieved look, and stuffed another Captain America cake into his mouth.

That's right, their village is connected to the Internet (not), and he has already collected part of the world's information.More secrets require more advanced equipment, not a second-hand computer that is dying in a small city.

But even this bit of news in hand was enough to lift Jason's spirits and make him even more eager to go to the United States.Because Stark, who represents the world's cutting-edge technology, is in the United States, and the other party is especially good at mechanical engineering and space-time physics.

"Wuhai will make the soup first." Mr. J muttered while chewing on the cake.

"Speak well." Jason folded his arms.

Mr. J swallowed the cake, pointed to the colorful little things beside him and said, "I still want candy and cookies."

Jason rolled his eyes secretly, he found that apart from the Bat family, even the clown is a sweet tooth.But Mr. J asked, so he could only stuff another cookie into the other party's mouth, which was Ah Fu's secret formula.

Colorful candies, Ah Fu cookies, and cute cupcakes in various styles.Apparently, the first day Jason’s Dessert Store opened attracted a large number of fans. The first thing many people did after they knew the circus performance was over was to rush to the Dessert Store to buy three more boxes of small cake.

Mr. Tull couldn't help but laugh from ear to ear. After all, according to the agreement between the two parties, half of Jason's operating profits belonged to him, so he was more willing to help Jason promote it. The other members of the circus are also happy to see a box of cakes. Maybe only the employees who sell the packaged candies are not very happy.

But after he failed to plot Jason and was found out by Mr. Tull, this was no longer a problem.

Among the guests attracted by the candy, some are particularly persistent and have nothing to do.He simply traveled around with the circus, such as the "Mr. Gaby" in front of him.

Mr. Gaby has golden-brown soft hair, the same eye color, and a childish mischievous smile on his face. He is an adult man in his 30s, but he always looks like a wayward kid, which makes people annoying Can't get up.

And I don't know if it's Mr. J's illusion, sometimes, when he looks at Gaby's side face eating candy, he can actually see a holy smell. eon, where is he broken?What kind of holy light is there in eating a candy?

But reality quickly slapped Mr. J across the face.

Since he came to this world, the system that has been pretending to be dead and silent is online again, and a side task is assigned without saying a word: Gabriel's cake. For ten days, prepare ten cakes with different flavors for him, so that the angel who descended to earth will be happy.

When the system released the task, Mr. Gaby was asking Jason if he could customize the cake, the oversized one.And Jason was busy with business, so he just ruthlessly refused to pick him up.

"Wait! We'll take this job!" Mr. J shouted suddenly, and the disappointed Gabby's eyes lit up again.And Jason squinted at Mr. J with a "what the**" expression on his face.

Sure enough, the Archangel Gabriel mentioned by the system is Mr. Gaby, the candy expert.

What a god, what a sweet addict, what an archangel, what a god!

As a former Christian, Mr. J wanted to bang his head against the wall.The existence of some things is really better to miss than to meet, dignified Gabriel, why is he like this!

No wonder, he always felt that the other party's movements of eating candy were shrouded in a holy light.Oh, can you be unholy?

"What happened just now?" Jason asked after Gaby told the taste and size of the cake and walked away happily. Although Mr. J is sometimes rough, in general, he still doesn't know. serious people.

"Don't mention it, make him a good cake, don't offend him." You don't want to offend an archangel.

Jason: ...Huh?

With a face of ten days, Mr. Gaby happily took away his oversized cakes of various flavors, and even Mr. J didn't charge him any money.

Originally, he was not very happy recently, because the gods discovered that he was pretending to be "Loki", and his two brothers were killing each other, and they wanted to bring him into the muddy water. Besides, his father Been missing for a long time.

But what was unhappy, after eating ten perfect cakes, they all flew away with a "hula".He felt that the man in front of him was very pleasing to the eye, even though his soul and body were not integrated, which seemed a bit strange.

At first, Gabriel thought it was a kind of demon possession, but the other party didn't smell like a demon. On the contrary, he was a pure soul, even though the fate of this unlucky soul was very tragic.

Well, even if it is a devil, as long as you give me a cake, he will be my half-brother!

When the task on the tenth day was completed, the system made a "ding". Of course, the experience and coins were settled after the dungeon was over.But this time the props were indeed given directly.

"Get the golden prop [Archangel's Thanks]."

Mr. J checked the description of the item. Generally speaking, as long as he uses it, the archangel can help you realize a wish.Of course, it can't be too much, and it can't exceed the ability of the other party.

Mr. J immediately became excited, and found Gaby who was eating a cookie, and immediately said: "We want to go back, to our own world, Lord Gabriel."

"..." Gabe suddenly exposed his vest, and what the hell is "Lord Gabriel"?

"Just call me Gabe." The archangel swallowed the biscuit in his mouth, patted the biscuit crumbs on his hand, and asked, "What are you doing... Forget it, you two are weird anyway, let Your power to travel through the world is an existence that I can't understand."

"Aha?"

"It means that I really should repay you, but I can't fulfill this wish. You can change it."

"Oh." Mr. J was a little disappointed, and said, "Can you make Jason stand up again?"

"...I can't." Why does this person always make some difficult requests.Of course, it is easy for Tian Shi to heal the dying person, but!This pair of father and son, no, they are not father and son at all, in short, they are not the soul of a world, they cannot be treated casually, and there will be some unpredictable consequences.

Mr. J's eyes almost didn't directly write the words "I don't know anything, what do you want to do?"

The archangel was furious and wanted to prove that he was not a hot chicken angel.At this moment, the gunshot rang out, causing Mr. J's expression to change. Today is the rest day of the circus. Except for Gabriel who came to get the cake, no outsiders should come into the camp.

He rushed back without looking back, his Jason!

When Mr. J returned to the circus camp, he found that the situation was worse than he thought. There were corpses all over the ground. These people were talking and laughing with him half an hour ago, and they had been colleagues for several months. The relationship and feelings are good, but now they can only lie on the ground with their eyes open.

But the child who worried him the most was hiding behind a bunker. The wheelchair had already overturned, and the cake and snacks were overturned all over the floor.

At the risk of being hit, Mr. J rushed over, and Jason shook his head violently at him, hey, you are not stupid, do you think your steel body will be bulletproof?

Probably because of good luck, Mr. J successfully rushed over and hugged him into his arms. He raised this child for half a year. Although he didn't watch him grow up, he watched him grow from dying to slowly recovering, from being indifferent Hatred to gradually get close to himself.

He couldn't let go of this little brat, even if it cost him his life.

Jason hesitated for a moment, then patted Mr. J on the back, and said in a low voice: "I'm fine." The gunfire outside did not stop, Jason continued: "It should be someone from Hydra, I see their Got a tattoo."

That's right, the skeleton octopus with nine tentacles, the enemy of Captain America, the hydra Hydra who once dominated this world.The question is, what happened to Professor X and Dr. House, and why is Hydra chasing them now?Why are you chasing them?

"I'll carry you on my back..."

"Are you mentally ill?" Jason scolded, "Even if you are alone, you may not be able to walk, let alone a cripple? Do you have the equipment? Do you have the skills of Batman? You don't even have a flintstone will use!"

"Of course I'm not Batman."

Mr. J said seriously: "But Batman is not here, I am."

As long as I am here, no one can hurt my raised children!