Marvel turns into Iron Man

Maybe only when you see these off-line guys with your own eyes, can you understand that true fragrance is the most eternal truth in the whole world.

The bar in the void is more of a place to relax than a place to serve drinks.

The bar area is full of customers who come to get drunk, and the dance floor, which also functions as a nightclub, also has guests who relax and swing with the music.

Noisy bar environment, scantily clad alien hostesses, and people in the bar who seem to be infected by the manic atmosphere.

Strictly speaking, the land of nothingness under the jurisdiction of the Tiwan Group is not the most chaotic place in the entire universe.

But as a "mining city", most of the people here are living in depression and are desperately looking for a way to release the pressure.

This is also why, in terms of the management of the Void, the Tiwan Group will not restrict these people's wanton search for madness too much.

On the contrary, as long as they don't cause large-scale chaos, the managers of the Tiwan Group will turn a blind eye.

But this is not important, let's look back at the few inconspicuous guys in the Guardians of the Galaxy——

Before entering the bar, perhaps a few people showed some disdain for the environment here.

But when they came to the bar, they got involved with the drinkers who were wandering in the bar at a considerable speed.

Maybe it's because of being assimilated by the manic atmosphere here, maybe it's something else, whoever it is, it doesn't matter.

Not only Rocket and Drax, but even Groot followed, squeezed into the noisiest room in the bar.

This is a room that occupies almost a quarter of the entire bar. Similarly, there seem to be no fewer people here than on the dance floor.

In the center of the room, there was a large oval table surrounded by dozens of people, staring intently at the oval table.

Fanaticism was written on these people's faces, and they didn't care about others. The wine bottles all over the floor also proved that they were a group of people who were drunk.

However, although this group of people kept shouting, none of them took their eyes off the big table.

Quill held the bottled beer in his hand, and glanced at the situation in the room hastily.

On the table, little alien-shaped monsters were jumping around and hunting for little monsters smaller than themselves.

Every time it managed to kill an alien that looked like a mixture of rat and lizard, the surrounding people would make a noise.

Probably some kind of gamble, even Rocket, Groot, and Drax were attracted by the gamble.

Only Quill himself had no interest in this at all. He just glanced at it, then turned and left without interest.

After a long space flight, the Miranda also needs a replenishment of supplies, including fuel.

It took Quill about a few minutes to find the material manager at the tarmac.

Then, in a seemingly pleasant and friendly environment, the price of a series of supplies was finalized with blood in my heart.

The land of nothingness is located at the edge of the Milky Way. Although various materials are not scarce, the prices remain high.

For example, for things like spacecraft fuel, there is no dedicated production area here, and they can only be transported across star fields.

The cost of mining and transportation is already high, and if it is sold at a loss, it is naturally impossible to make money back.

But for this price... Although Quill's heart was bleeding, he could only grit his teeth and endure it.

After all, the [-] billion bounty will soon fall into the pocket. Compared with the bounty, this is just a drop in the bucket.

Some cursed a few words angrily, and Quill was thinking about what he would do after getting the bounty as he walked.

Pull up an elite team to unearth the relics of a lost civilization and make money from illegal antiques?

No, no, I'm already so rich, why should I continue to be a civilized gravedigger.

Either get a lot of money and go back to my hometown. I heard that the situation on the earth has not yet left outer space.

Maybe I can go back with some high-tech stuff and enjoy it?

Soon, he returned to the bar from the tarmac.

Like a coincidence, Quill glanced up at the alley next to the bar.

But at the end of the bar alley, as if destined, he saw a pair of eyes.

"Oh my god - the fuel here is so expensive that I might end up losing money."

As soon as he spoke, Quill suddenly regretted what he was talking about.

He didn't know what attracted him to the green-skinned black-haired woman in front of him.

When in front of her, Quill always felt that his IQ seemed to be lowered by more than half.

But fortunately, I still know how to use numbers to express, but it's not particularly finished.

Gamora glanced at him, didn't speak, and once again looked into the distance.

The bar is located at the weak point of the sky god's skull, and half of it has protruded into the cosmic space.

Fortunately, there is an artificial stance here, at least it allows people to live in this kind of place.

The atmosphere became a little awkward, especially after Quill himself was silly.

Gamora didn't respond to him, and the silence made him feel more and more awkward.

The long silence made Quill more and more stressed, and his eyes wandered around the woman beside him.

In his heart, he still hopes that the other party can take care of him, at least not to make him continue to be embarrassed.

"—They sent a message, let us wait first."

After a long time, as if looking for something to say, Gamora finally spoke.

Oh, thank God, she was finally willing to answer me.

Countless thoughts slid through Quill's mind quickly, and thousands of words converged into one sentence.

"Uh... this is probably a negotiating tactic, um, trust me, I understand it very well."

"I know, your style belongs to the straight-forward style, so..."

He put on a calm look, leaning on the railing and leaning down.

Quill hadn't thought about what to say later, but saw an inexplicable smile on Gamora's face.

He seemed to have never seen this woman with such an expression before, so he couldn't help but be dazed.

"...but my dad never taught me how to put pressure on people."

He was so sluggish that he couldn't even hear what Gamora had said before.

When he came back to his senses, all he heard was this sentence.

"Your father, Thanos?"

Going smoothly, Quill naturally thought of the news about the daughter of Thanos that was mentioned before.

"He was never, never was my father."

But when he mentioned the name Thanos, he saw the smile on Gamora's face disappear instantly.

PS:

I heard that the essay call for March is Western Fantasy?