Wayne family salted fish daily [Comprehensive British and American]

My dad scrambled back to Gotham after dropping me off, I guess because he's still having some nighttime, furry ailments, luckily my practice was delayed today.So I decided to enjoy the last night I could be happy.

The reason why I am so trembling is because old Jack Morrison, my former kickboxing coach, is a solid iron-blooded veteran, and his training methods can be said to be like hell devils.

I think this cheap master, Mr. Shimada Hanzo, who appeared temporarily, should not be too gentle.

His face seemed to be engraved with [I'm not easy to mess with, don't mess with me, please be obedient. 】A variety of buffs superimpose.

So on this last night of relaxation, I decided to - open up my Final Fantasy 14, and start a happy prison career.

The so-called jail time in the game is not actually in the game - that would be too hard, who wants to spend money to buy a monthly card to go to jail -

Instead, it is an endless brushing action in order to complete a certain task, or to learn a skill learned by a certain probability, or to obtain an item obtained by a certain probability.

And at this moment, I am making my third strongest weapon in the current version - the rebel weapon.

Another person in the middle of the night humbly finished a map emergency task (referred to as Fate), and after obtaining one of the items for completing the task, I even got up to brush the blood pressure simulator of the instructor random—referred to as the guide ——

Well, not far from where my character is, another urgent mission on the map popped up.

I sighed, and when I was about to continue my boring daily brushing of Fate, the shadow of a character suddenly fell from the sky and joined my daily Fate brushing team today.

[Superma]: Hey brother, is Crystal Block in jail?

【Ironma】: Who is your brother, get lost.

This guy is in the same team as me in the game. In fact, I joined our team because of an accident.

After all, they seem to be a team of relatives and friends, and they basically only recruit friends they know in real life. I joined because when I was running missions in the main city when I was a newcomer, I was pulled in by the team leader of this guy who was standing next to me. of.

When I was a newcomer, I was always flattered to receive an invitation from the army.Besides, I play this game by myself.

After all, Faree doesn't seem to have much interest in online games.She might be very interested in some boxing lessons.

In short, after I received the invitation, I happily agreed almost immediately, ended my lonely journey in Eorzea, and joined this strange team of relatives and friends who are not half normal.

Originally, I was planning to quit the army after I knew what was going on.But after seeing my name, this guy came to me with great interest, and was going to have a head-to-head with me to see whose idol is the best.

Then can I lose?I must not!If I lose, it won't be my face!It's the face of my idol!

My face is not a big deal, but Tony Stark's face is nothing to worry about!

For these reasons, I don't know this fellow named Clark.

In a word, this guy is a high-ranking superhuman chef who is stupid!

Picking up my idol every day and telling me what happened today.Then he proudly stated that his idol Superman was born.

I admit that Superman is really good looking and strong.But this guy is simply a standard crazy fan, completely different from a rational fan like me. I even think he can kill some super villains for Superman.

Of course, that is to say, this guy's game skills are not very good, just a little better than mine.

And when the game gets too exciting, it is easy to smash his own keyboard. I heard that he has replaced the fourth keyboard this month. What kind of family can make such a thing?

And this guy even swore before I knew it, that he would let me get out of the mud pit of Tony Stark and return to the warm sunshine and warm Superman.

Crazy, even if I am not a fan of my idol - it's just a hypothesis, I don't mean to be a fan - it's okay.

Impossible to go to fan Superman, right? I have four in my family... No, if Jason is also a superhero, it would be five. There are still five superheroes in my family waiting in line for my fans. There are so many me on the wall. Very busy.

So although I indifferently joined the team invitation sent by this guy.But that's only because he can at least triple the speed of brushing Fate.

Pink Superman is impossible, Iron Man and Batman are the best!

Even if Batman's jokes are cold, he's not a vampire.

This guy Clark obviously just came here to make trouble for me. After a few minutes, he, who was too lazy to use weapons, left quickly.And I suddenly lost the interest of boring map monsters.

I gritted my teeth and clicked on Guider Random.

About an hour and a half later, I peacefully turned off my computer, lay peacefully on the bed, and counted in my dream how many times I read resurrection in the copy as a nanny.

Final Fantasy 14, a blood pressure spike simulator.

Woke up the next day and I was a whole new me again!

That big night, I was fooled by my own stupidity until the dream was followed by me all night, I have already passed, I have already decided!

You can only punish yourself with one guide a day!

Full of energy, I happily stepped into the Avengers Building, but today seems very different from the past few days.

When the elevator opened, I was surprised to see my boss—and other members of the Avengers sitting in the huge living room of the Avengers Building!

I took a step back, the paper bag holding two cups of coffee and four sandwiches looking rather shabby now.

They counted and there were four or five people, which is not enough points at all, right?I have to cook by myself again today, will I be robbed by the boss?

"Luoxi, you came a little early today... what is that?" My boss was the first to greet me, I stiffly raised the paper bag in my left hand slightly, and said in a low voice: "The signboard of the cafe across the street Sandwiches...I only bought four."

"That's right, I only want two." My boss wasn't embarrassed at all. Although two of them were originally brought for him, he was a little bit upset. Did my idol filter shatter all over the place?

Oh no, it's my stomach that's hungry.

And the man who is impossible for all Americans to know sat on the sofa upright, looked in my direction, and said with a smile: "You are Roxy, right? We all heard Tony mention you, I heard that you are a Very hardworking kid."

"He's still a very discerning kid—my fan!" My boss happily took up the conversation. At this moment, I suspected that he was only three years old.

"You've probably said 830 times, Tony." A slightly deep and hoarse female voice came from the other side of the sofa. I heard the reputation and looked over. The woman stretched slightly on the sofa looked gorgeous. extreme.

However, her reputation is not small. When the S.H.I.E.L.D. intelligence leaked, the overwhelming reports did not let this former Soviet agent go.

The superhero code-named Black Widow is a super beautiful big sister with red hair.

Me, I kind of want to climb walls.

"You close my studio for a while today, and then...Pepper asked you to help with a few documents, and she couldn't leave in France."

My boss said to me, very smoothly took a cup of coffee from my right hand, squeezed two sandwiches from my left hand: "Go after breakfast."

He looks more and more like Alfred, is it my illusion?I responded in a low voice, then looked back before entering the kitchen, and said hesitantly, "Hello, I'm Roxy Wayne, are you hungry?"

The people present included Black Widow, Captain America, Hawkeye, and another person I had never met, but judging by their familiar appearance, even if they were not members of the Avengers, they must be close.

There are a total of six people including myself. I don’t count the boss and me if I have something to eat. If the four of them are really hungry, I can use the stir-fried pasta I used to deal with myself last time to deal with them. .Of course, it would be even better if they are willing to eat delivery.

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Several people looked a little surprised, Captain America paused for two seconds and then said gently: "If I can, I will trouble you...Maybe you need someone to help?"

I think he is not only the benchmark of American morality, but also the beacon of the conscience of the superheroes in the world.

I hurriedly shook my head, and hurried into the open kitchen.

Fortunately, several superheroes present did not seem to gather together because of any emergency.

Although because of the size of one floor of the Avengers Building, I can't actually hear what they are saying in the living room.

But watching them talk is very relaxed.There was even a voice from my boss raising the volume in the middle: "Just mess around with it, Fat Chiu is losing weight recently!"

Fat Jiu, who, do you Avengers still have this intimate nickname within the organization?

My hands and feet are fast. After making my Wannian recipe fried pasta with olive oil, I took my breakfast into my boss's studio.

Just like the past two days, when I step into the studio in the morning, I always need to take a deep breath.

Then I can free myself from the fear of suffocation, for no other reason than my boss's studio is such a mess!

Maybe geniuses are a bit of a problem, I skillfully put the breakfast on the high cabinet, and I am going to eat in the small office allocated to me by my boss after cleaning the studio.

Yes, I am a little assistant who has been intern for half a month, and I also have my own office!

In such an extreme contrast, I, who used to make a living under Big John, always felt that the past life was completely unhuman.

So after thinking for a few seconds, I happily called up the "My Subordinate Big John" dialog box on the phone.

Then he told him that the client was not very satisfied with the eighth version he had revised and decided to go back to the first version.

This is not my public revenge, but according to the original process, it should take two days for Big John and his team to modify it.

At best, I've just advanced my working hours.

Just as I was packing my things and thinking about what documents Miss Pepper was going to give me, a figure slammed into the huge glass window directly.

Wait, this is the [-]th floor!No, that figure looks so fucking familiar, even... even I don't think I've seen him until less than a week ago.

I blinked blankly, but the figure stretched out his hand happily, pulled open the window without looking at it, and then crawled in from the window with a very familiar movement that I have seen before, and did not forget to open the window. close.

"Mr. Stark, I heard that revenge today... Luo, Roxi?"

I stared at the person who crawled in with Spiderman's movements, and said slowly: "Peter Parker."

"Can you tell me, is there anything about me that looks like Mr. Stark, dear Mr. Good Neighbor to the People of New York?"