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"Where is this place?" Carrying a long parcel on his back, the Asian teenager, who was dressed in a way that didn't fit into the fashionable city around him, scratched his hair in confusion, and he could see the words "dazed" on it.He stood on the bustling streets of New York, looking left and right, and anyone could tell at a glance that he might need some help.

Just like the beginning of all first encounters, a young office worker in a hurry finally stopped in front of him and asked kindly: "Hi, good morning, can I help you?"

"Hey..." The young man blinked his eyes and nodded fiercely, "You are really a good person, my name is Sun Wukong, that... what is this place, do you know where the clubhouse of the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Conference is going? , I seem to have lost my way."

"My God... the world's number one martial arts conference?" The office worker reluctantly repeated this obviously exotic name, and after thinking about it, he said apologetically, "Sorry, I haven't heard of this place, but I can Google it for you "He raised his wrist to look at the time, and he was a little embarrassed, "But I may be late, do you have a place to go?"

Sun Wukong shook his head decisively.

"May I ask if you are an adult... I'd better take half a day off." The office worker hesitated for a moment, walked away and made a phone call. After entangled with the other party for a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and introduced himself to Monkey King He said, "My name is Clark. Kent, let's find a place to drink something. Maybe you can tell me about your affairs. I can't promise anything, but I will try my best to help."

Sun Wukong blinked his eyes, and immediately said happily: "You are so kind, ah, I have no idea what this place is at all, it looks weird, and I can't even feel the breath, but your name is so long. "

"Just call me Clark."

Clark took Sun Wukong to find a fast food restaurant and walked in. He stood at the ordering place and asked Monkey King what he wanted to eat.

"It looks delicious." Sun Wukong rubbed his stomach, looked at the exquisite food advertisements without blinking, and said with some distress, "But I don't have any money on me, and I have to pay for everything. Forget about the need for that kind of thing outside."

Clark couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, I'll treat you to this meal."

But until the dinner plate piled up like a hill in front of Monkey King was emptied in the blink of an eye, Clark didn't understand what happened.

"Cough, can you tell me again where you are looking for?" Seeing that Monkey King still had a look on his face, Clark silently pushed the one in front of him and asked by the way.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"Actually, I've already eaten."

"Then I won't be polite." Sun Wukong swallowed a hamburger in one gulp. "I'm looking for the world's number one martial arts conference. I thought it was very famous. Today is the last day for registration." He couldn't help scratching Scratching his hair, he complained, "I clearly remembered that I was almost there, but who knew that I was blinded by the wind and sand, and when I opened it again, I found that the surroundings were completely different. Could it be that I was blown away by the tornado?"

"Wait, let me search. Is that how it's spelled?"

"What do you write on it?" Sun Wukong looked at the phone screen and blinked his eyes in confusion, and wrote crookedly on the table, "Heaven-xia-first-first-wu-dao-da-hui, I Remember it should be like this."

"Is this... Chinese or Japanese? Sorry, it may take me a while to get familiar with this kind of writing and input methods." Clark was a little embarrassed, "Can you wait for me for a while?"

Sun Wukong looked puzzled, but he still nodded with a blank face.

Clark stared at the phone and was about to give a quick language study, when he suddenly thought of something, and asked Monkey King: "Do you know English?"

"what is that?"

Clark carefully looked at the shape of Monkey King's mouth, and asked a few more casual questions before rubbing his forehead: "I have a hunch that you may not be able to sign up in time."

"Hey?"

"You and I don't even speak the same language, haven't you noticed, but the amazing thing is that we understand each other, it's as if some kind of will controls everything..." Clark looked confused Sun Wukong sighed, but still picked up his phone and fiddled with it.

Sun Wukong looked curiously at the countless contents flashing on the screen of Clark's mobile phone very quickly. After watching for a while, he looked around boringly, and finally stared at the billboard of the fast food restaurant and stared blankly.

"I tried to find even the most secret information. Judging from the information I have obtained so far, there are many martial arts halls, but there is indeed no place in this world called the world's number one martial arts association." About a quarter of an hour later, Clark had nothing to say. Said to Sun Wukong unexpectedly.

"No?" Sun Wukong repeated in a daze, the hair that had been standing stubbornly up to the sky seemed to be drooping.

"Let's go out for a walk, I have some guesses I want to tell you."

Sun Wukong followed behind Clark in confusion. Hearing Clark's endless explanation, the expression on his face became more and more dull, as if a high-level math problem was placed in front of him.

Although there were crowds of people coming and going around them, no one would pay attention to what other people were saying, let alone some seemingly profound questions about time and space travel.

"That is to say, this is the earth, but not the earth." Sun Wukong couldn't help scratching his hair again after hearing Clark's guess that he had traveled through time and space and came to another world, "Although I don't understand it very well, I want to How to go back, Teacher Wutian and I have made an appointment to meet at the guild hall, if we are late, Boulma will be angry."

Clark said helplessly: "I'm afraid I can't help you. I recently inquired about the Supreme Mage, but I'm still trying to tell which ones are real and which ones are just legends. It may take more time. In fact, I also really want to know How to solve this problem of spatial misalignment... I'm afraid you will have to stay here for a while, you can live with me first, and you, anyway... Welcome to New York, you will find that this is a good place."

Clark, an enthusiastic New York citizen who just graduated from college, has just found a job as an intern photojournalist at the "Daily Bugle". This small-town boy from a Kansas farm is in the pocket of this metropolis full of money. Shy, so I rented a somewhat dilapidated apartment in a relatively fringe location in Queens, but the landlord was considered a good person, so Clark was still very satisfied.

And deciding to take in the lost boy from other worlds made Clark feel that he might have to sleep on the sofa for a few days.

Sun Wukong, who had quickly recovered from the shock of missing the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament, looked at Clark's apartment curiously, and scratched his cheek somewhat embarrassedly: "Won't that... really bother you?"

"Anyway, this is the only person who lives here."

"Ah, that can't be helped." Sun Wukong sat on the sofa, sighed long, and looked at Clark expectantly, "Is there such a powerful guy here?"

"Powerful?" Clark thought for a while, "You mean superheroes, and they are indeed far beyond ordinary people in some ways."

"Then can I challenge them?" Sun Wukong was eager to try.

Clark immediately said: "I'm afraid this is not possible. I think we need to talk about some common sense and social order issues in this world. The most important thing is to solve your identity problem, although it is not surprising that black households are in the United States." things, but legal status can save you a lot of trouble."

Sun Wukong, who had never paid attention to such things as identity certificates, did not understand what Clark was saying at all.

Clark is very considerate of the differences in humanistic customs in different worlds. Although he did not ask too much about the origin of Monkey King from the perspective of respecting personal privacy, he is already mentally prepared enough, or has a little empathy.

For example, when he was still in high school, when he woke up on a rest day one day, he felt that something was wrong with the whole world. Although the corn on his farm was still so strong and the neighbors were still familiar faces, he It was soon discovered that the two metropolises of Metropolis and Gotham had completely disappeared in this world, without any trace of their existence, and whether they were watching real-time information or looking through the past history, they could find the small town where they were located It's like jumping into another timeline. The historical process is roughly the same, but there are many differences in the details, which makes people feel like a dream.

It's a pity that no one in the town except him has noticed that the world has changed, which is his secret, just like the secret that he has superpowers and is from an alien planet.

"This world is so strange." After listening to Clark's brief explanation of the current world, Monkey King collapsed on the sofa with his limbs stretched out as if he had been starved for a week, and his eyes were a little dull.After a while, he suddenly jumped up again, raised his hands and said loudly, "Ahhhh, I have to find a way to go back quickly, if only Boulma was here, Boulma is the smartest person in the world Man, she must be able to think of a way..."

Clark shrugged, looked at his watch again, and said to Monkey King: "Anyway, I'm going to work, and I'll be back before six o'clock. If I'm hungry, there's still something to eat in the refrigerator." Li took out an old-fashioned mobile phone, "I hope you can stay here and wait for me to come back, and call me if you have anything to do. If there is a routine inspection by the police, you'd better pretend that there is no one here, no problem." .” He still seemed a little worried, hesitatingly swiping up and down the address book, and the phone number of his immediate boss was right next to his fingers.

"No problem." Sun Wukong grinned and made a "V" sign.

After Clark left, Monkey King sat cross-legged on the sofa with a serious face, holding his chin as if he was thinking about something, 1 minute, 2 minutes... The sound of even breathing became louder and louder, and he fell asleep with his head tilted.

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Please note that this article is a free article, and the characters may be extremely OOC. After all, the style of juvenile comics and American comics is too different. Don’t ask me why I wrote this CP. I have thought about it for a long time (hey, the world view is mainly based on the Avengers, and it does not appear. Mutant or otherwise...

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