It's not a superhero, it's a saiyan

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Due to Sun Wukong’s reminder, and the mobile phone was taken back by him, several people turned their attention to the food again. The table was suddenly swept away, and the delicious food quickly disappeared in afterimages, and the housework robots ran fast one by one. , constantly replenishing consumption, and it seems that the chef's roar and self-motivation can be heard from the kitchen.

"Yo, hello!" Gui Xianren looked around, stroked his beard in boredom, and walked up to that special "guest".

He quickly discovered the problem of the height difference, looked left and right again, sighed helplessly, inserted the crutch in front of him, jumped on it, and stood firmly on it, barely able to confront Thanos watched.

Thanos' hands were imprisoned, and he had been sitting in a corner with his eyes closed and silent, even with a huge body, he had no sense of existence.

Regarding Guixianren's greeting, he opened his eyes, glanced at him emotionlessly, and closed them again, without any intention of opening his mouth.

"Hey, hey, what do you mean? Let me tell you that it's really rude to treat an elderly person like this. At least you should say hello. Is it so difficult to say 'hi'? Well, you should be able to speak Big man, wait a minute, can you understand what I said?" Guixianren suddenly became irritable and authentic to the ignorance from this outsider, but he quickly realized the problem of language barrier, and it was all because Clark's fluent local language was too much. It's misleading.

Hey, isn't the language universal across borders?

Guixian jumped down embarrassingly, and sank into the sofa dejectedly.

"If you have any questions, you can ask me, Teacher Wutian." Clark noticed and walked over, and sat opposite Gui Xianren with some imperceptible restraint.

Gui Xianren waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm just a little curious and want to chat. I haven't seen such...a person with ideals."

"Do you have any suggestions for the way we envision to deal with it?" Clark asked the wise elder. It's not that he didn't have the idea of ​​killing Thanos directly. Those who had the same plan on Xandar obviously Countless, even knowing that this titan might be undead, they finally allowed Clark to take him away.

Thanos' actions cannot be described as pure justice or evil. When a person thinks about a problem from the height overlooking the entire universe, his idea may only be classified as a philosophical problem. His hatred is not worth mentioning to him, maybe even death can't shake him.

Eliminating his existence may not be able to comfort those undead souls who died in vain. What kind of end he deserves and what kind of long years he should spend, perhaps only the supreme existence can judge.

Guixianren's expression turned serious, and he shook his head: "This is not a question I can answer, I'm just an ordinary martial artist." He sighed again, and pointed to his head, "Actually, I have plans to use Read mind to see what he has done before, but finally gave up. Just listening to your description, I feel that it takes a lot of courage. Since I don’t even have the courage to take a look, how can I judge it? Let the problem be left to Shenlong, hahahaha... Cough cough, cough, oops, I am really old, I almost choked to death from saliva, I said boy, you are about to crush the teacup in your hand, relax Relax, if it's a big deal, just..." Guixian grinned and made a movement of wiping his throat.

Clark quickly put the cup on the table, but to his embarrassment, driven by the airflow, the cup directly scattered into a pile of small sand grains.

Guixian quickly drank a glass of water, and muttered: "I didn't let you break up with Wukong, why are you so nervous, you are really young..."

"..."

After eating and drinking enough, Monkey King and his party left the city, preparing to summon the dragon. They were quite familiar with this kind of thing, and they laughed and laughed all the way without any tension.

Clark is particularly interested in this. For such a magical creature called a universal wishing machine—if Shenlong is a creature—it is difficult to avoid the expansion of curiosity. Using Internet terms to describe such an existence is quite unscientific.

Even Strange has said that he finds such things unmagical.

Just as Clark sometimes inevitably looks at humans with wolf heads and pig heads, the exotic style is vividly expressed in these details, and it is hard not to have a certain impact on his three views.

"Hey, right here!" Sun Wukong landed on the edge of a cliff, put all the dragon balls in a clump of weeds, put his waist down to look at the vast wasteland under the cliff, and nodded with satisfaction.

Kelin glanced at the purple alien guarded by Clark, scratched his head and said, "I said Wukong, will the dragon god control a person from another world?"

"Ah, that...should...should be!" Sun Wukong wiped a drop of sweat from his forehead, looked back at the others and said, "Anyway, it's already here, so I'll start!"

He put his hands together and began to ask for the appearance of the dragon.

Soon, large swaths of dark clouds quickly gathered, and the original blue sky was completely covered, and there was no gloomy sunlight.

"Boom!"

When the huge lightning flashed across the sky, the dragon ball in the grass began to emit a dazzling golden light, and then this light shot up into the sky, outlining the dragon's figure and connecting with the sky and the earth.

The blooming light was so dazzling that people couldn't help covering their eyes, and amidst the sound of lightning, a miracle that could not be described in words appeared in front of everyone.

Dragon.

The huge cyan dragon is winding its body, and those red eyes are watching everyone.

"Gollum!"

"Gollum!"

Under the tremendous oppression brought by this miraculous life, the sound of swallowing saliva came and went.

Clark also stared at the behemoth in front of him in a daze. He had an unbelievable feeling that an ancient myth was being staged before his eyes.

"Are you the one who called me out?" Shenlong looked at Monkey King who was at the front.

Sun Wukong stared at Shenlong non-stop, and said excitedly: "Shenlong, you have really regained the law. It's really great, ummm, it's me, my name is Sun Wukong."

"Then... tell me your wish!"

"I...I want...want..." Sun Wukong scratched his head and looked at Clark, "That... I forgot how to say it, hehe."

Kelin and the others all staggered and fell to the ground, looking at Monkey King with speechless eyes.

Clark couldn't help helping his forehead. He took a step forward, thought for a while, looked up at Shenlong and said, "I hope... I beg, he, the terminator of countless lives, the practitioner of the concept of balance, Can get the ending it deserves." He didn't use words like punishment, because the punishment they understood, would it really be a punishment for Thanos?

It can be said that their wish at this time is like throwing a dice, maybe it is an unsatisfactory one, or maybe it is a six that makes everyone feel fair.

Shenlong's eyes turned to Thanos, and everyone held their breath at this moment.

"It's very simple." Shenlong said in a low voice.

The golden light emerged again, and the seven dragon balls suddenly scattered away, and at the same time, Thanos' figure was also disappearing.

When Monkey King intercepted the four planets, he had already lost the trace of Thanos behind him.

"Hey, just disappeared." Monkey King muttered a few words in trouble, then waved happily to Shenlong, "Thank you, Shenlong."

Shenlong nodded lightly, said goodbye to everyone, and then disappeared, and the sky became clear again.

"Is it over like this? What happened to that big purple guy!" Kelin circled around the place where Thanos was originally standing, worried and authentic, "It won't suddenly appear again someday!"

Boulma slapped his bald head: "Don't be crow-mouthed."

Sun Wukong put away the four planets that turned into stones, and said confidently: "It's okay Boulma, even if he appears again, we can defeat him."

"Yeah, Goku is right."

"Hey!" Kelin scratched his head in dissatisfaction and whispered, "Oh, woman."

"Ahahaha, that's pretty good." Gui Xianren tapped his back with his crutches, and said with a smile, "In short, since Wukong has been found, it's time for me to go back. It's really tiring to come out, so I'd better stay here." My Guixian House is more comfortable, if there are a few more bikinis..."

"Then go away, old man."

"That's it, then Clark and I will stay with Boulma for a while, and then we will go to see you, Teacher Wutian!"

"Wukong." Tianjin Fan, who had been relatively silent all this time, said, "Jiaozi and I are leaving to continue our practice, and now we know how big the gap between us and you is, no matter how hard we try, we can't surpass it, but don't try It's really unreconciled, and when we meet again next time, we will definitely be stronger than now."

"Yeah, but I won't stop and wait for you." Monkey King also said seriously.

"Then it's settled." Tianjin Fan stretched out his fist and bumped into Monkey King, and then flew away with Dumpling without looking back.

"It's so easy to go, guy, hello, where are you going, Lan Qi?" Kelin found that Lan Qi threw out an aircraft, and the power system had been turned on.

Lan Qi took out a machine gun out of nowhere, rubbed her nose and glanced at Kelin with disdain, then casually reached out and shook her hand: "It's none of your business where I'm going, shorty, bye everyone!"

"Hey! Cough cough cough!" Kelin was choked by the exhaust all of a sudden.

"Lan Qi, where are you going, Lan Qi!" Gui Xianren waved a handkerchief, hopping on the edge of the cliff, tears and snot coming out of his nose.

Bulma said thoughtfully: "Lan Qi seems to be chasing Tianjin Fan and the others, ah, is Lan Qi also in love!"

"Don't say such terrible things casually!"

"Hahaha, everyone is still so funny, right, Clark."

Clark nodded and smiled too.

When he returned to the city, Kelin accompanied the dejected Guixianren back to the Guixian House, and made an appointment to go there for a vacation before Monkey King and the others left this world.

Islands, beaches, sunshine...it sounds pretty good.

"Oh, Boomer, you're back, and there are some problems in our experiment, come with me!" Boomer's father, Dr. Brive, had a little black cat on his head, holding a screwdriver in his hand, and he didn't know where to go. When he came out, his white coat was still covered with oil stains, and he grabbed Boulma and ran away.

"Dad, I haven't finished talking yet...Wukong, Clark, I'll go and see what's wrong first, you haven't gone out for a stroll, go make a date...Okay, I can walk Dad, this is really annoying."

"Hehe, I'm going to practice too." Yamcha scratched his head in embarrassment, turned around stiffly and walked away, "Let's go, Poole."

"Actually, I'm really interested in everything here." Clark held out his hand to Monkey King, "Would you like to take me out for a walk?"

Sun Wukong stared at Clark's hand for a while, and stretched out his hand with some sudden realization, clasped him tightly, and flew up directly to catch Clark behind him: "In this case, then we are like Bulma Let's go on a date like I said, but I'm not very familiar with this place haha, anyway, if you get lost, just call Boulma..."

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The author has something to say:

Regarding Qiqi, she actually designed her appearance plot, but as Wukong's official CP, it always feels awkward to write, so here she simply made Qiqi invisible.