[Comprehensive British and American] God's life is difficult and how to break it

Gemma passed the most dangerous period smoothly, and the medical staff added some tranquilizing drugs to her drip so that she could sleep for a few more hours.After a life-threatening toss at the latest, Gemma urgently needs sleep to replenish her exhausted energy.

Gemma didn't wake up until noon, and Newbella and Peter rushed to her to report the latest progress after obtaining the consent of the medical staff.

"The director of the FBI is furious, but he has no evidence!"

"Daisy used some incomprehensible techniques to dump the blame for the leak to the Rising Tide Organization!"

"The Rising Tide organization is also furious, but they can only take the blame in silence, because Coulson threatened to take them all!"

"Mr. Stark showed the council your blood test report, proving the safety of the antidote. Eight hours ago, they finally finalized and put it into use. The victimized students are saved!"

"The Ministry of Science and Technology has received many emails from cooperative organizations, and the British Ministry of Magic has identified several ingredients for the antidote!"

Gemma, who was resting quietly on the bed, sat up straight when she heard this sentence: "Really? Where is the report? What is the composition? What is the name? What is the chemical structure? Bring my computer!"

"Don't get excited." Newbella quickly pushed her back on the pillow, "Some of your indexes are not normal, Coulson forbids you to touch the computer."

"What did I say? Don't tell her about the Ministry of Magic." Peter turned up the temperature of the room a little. "Nothing related to biochemistry, exactly."

"You can't understand my urgency." Gemma tried to get up again, but Newbera's immense strength made her unable to move. "Please, let me take a look at the report!"

Newbella said firmly: "No."

Gemma looked at Peter for help, and Peter pointed to Newbella: "The demigod said no."

"That's right, little Gemma must be obedient." Newbella smiled and patted her head. "Can we talk about other things, such as... the choice of major?"

Peter didn't hold back, and burst into laughter: "Are you still struggling?"

"Nonsense." Newbella rubbed her sore wrist and said sadly, "After writing eighteen self-introductions and nearly [-]-word Ares materials overnight, I don't want to engage in anything—I mean anything. , a major related to literature!"

"It's better to say it's related to writing." The danger was relieved for a while, Peter was in a relaxed mood, and his jokes were much more forceful, "I saw your notebook, what's the matter with those big red crosses?"

"The big fork is dedicated to my former professional alternative." Newbera gestured to cut his neck, "Department of Literature, cross it out! Law School, cross it out! Department of History, cross it out! Department of Classical Literature, cross it out Drop! All majors that need to write a lot of reports, all crossed out!"

"Why do you have to drink so much coffee?" Peter teased her. "It seems you have no majors to choose from—all majors require writing reports."

"Isn't it?" Newbella patted the pillow, "Is there any major that studies beautiful boys and girls?"

"Art? Photography?" Peter raised his eyebrows. "Can you draw? Do you like photography?"

"Not at all." Newbella blinked, "Other people always take pictures of me, okay?"

Peter: "..."

"What about anthropology?" Gemma suggested. "It was my second choice. It's interesting."

"Sounds good, please tell me in detail." Newbella sat down happily, "Peter, help me get a glass of juice."

Whoosh!

Peter manipulated the spider silk freely, and instantly dragged the tray on the small coffee table to his face: "When I invented spider silk, I really didn't expect it to shine in the catering service industry."

"Please, your spider silk is so good that it can be dragged by several tons of trucks, let alone a small pallet." Newbera smiled at him sweetly, making his heart soften, "You want to eat small biscuits ?"

So Peter took a biscuit, poured another half a cup of green tea, leaned against the wall casually, and waited to listen to Gemma's popular science.

"First of all, you need to know what anthropology is, as well as the origin and development of anthropology." Gemma put on a long-winded posture, "As early as in ancient Greece, human beings began to explore this kind of wonderful discipline group, but the theory of anthropology The diversified development of genres is..."①

"Gemma, can you speak human language?" Newbera crossed her arms high, "Subject groups? Theoretical schools? Lord God, I can't understand several words in this passage."

"Anthropology spans many fields and has many branches. For example, social anthropology, students have to read a lot of literature and do endless fieldwork. It focuses more on cultivating..."

"Okay, I understand." Newbella nodded obediently, "Considering that I will continue to write biographies for Ares in the next few years, such subjects that are particularly familiar with literature can be eliminated."

"Don't be so pessimistic." Peter comforted her, "Maybe you only need to write 10,000+ words."

"Peter, you are so naive." Newbera licked the biscuit crumbs on her fingertips, "He is Ares who has lived for tens of thousands of years. Don't do too many bad things. Just 10,000+ words counts as the beginning No, let alone his rich love... Forget it, don't talk about your upset before eating."

"You can go to the SHIELD Academy." Gemma said, "They offer many subjects, and there may be something you like."

"Didn't Coulson say that you have to have at least a doctorate to get into SHIELD?" Newbella asked in confusion, "I haven't even graduated from high school."

"You can't study, but you can visit." Gemma stretched her waist. "I bet you are especially welcome to students who study religion, art, and mythology. Peter can go to the Ministry of Science and Technology. I heard they are trying to Find out how [Spider-Man] got his superpowers."

"Well, that must be interesting!" Newbella rubbed her hands excitedly, "I'm really curious what other scientists will discuss about you, do you want to fall from the sky wearing a spider suit?"

"I'd rather keep it a mystery." Peter said lightly, "If the students find out that [Spider-Man] is just an ordinary high school student struggling with the SAT, they will definitely be very disappointed."

"Ordinary high school students don't have the ability to have barrier-free academic exchanges with Gemma, thank you."

Knock knock knock!

Hugo tapped on the door frame lightly: "The visit is over, and it's time for blood collection."

"Oh, blood sampling again." Gemma complained softly, "I'm almost drained."

Peter stood up: "Let's go first, you have a good rest. Let's go, Newbella." After speaking, he walked out first.Newbella was about to follow when Gemma suddenly grabbed her hand.

"Your herbs...your notes...your mythology...say." Gemma struggled three times before making it clear that she was really not good at hiding things, especially in front of outsiders.

"Keep watching." Newbella laughed, "Goodbye, Hugo."

She returned to the small conference room, and Peter was packing up the takeaway boxes that were thrown around: "Aunt Mei wants to invite you to have lunch at home, but don't hold out too much hope, remember the red dates and walnut bread?"

"Are you referring to the kind of red date walnut bread that smells weird and tastes even weirder? I remember." Newbera frowned slightly, "Does that faint, astringent taste really belong to bread? "

"Well, to inform you unfortunately, she has a new invention." Peter shot out the spider silk quickly, and picked up the takeaway boxes scattered in every corner of the room, "Have you heard of roselle, dates, and walnut bread?"

"...I can't imagine the wonderful taste." Hearing that the name was unlucky, Newbella trembled in his heart, "Let... let the horse come here, I won't be afraid."

"Don't worry, I'll cover you." Peter pushed the door open with his foot, carrying two big bags of garbage, "You just have to keep smiling."

Newbella called home and reported that she could not go back to eat at noon. Tony insisted on showing her the dress she wore to attend the fund party for the soldiers' families in the video.

"I told the designer that the dress should be stable but lively, and it should be able to perfectly cover up the shortcomings, but it must not cover up my innate humor, elegance and romantic temperament." Tony kept circling, "It must also be able to show [Iron Man]'s superhero temperament, strength, wisdom..."

"...Designers are really evil." Newbella said sincerely, "Daddy, do you want to bring you some roselle red date walnut bread made by Aunt May?" Character.

Tony staggered and almost tripped over the carpet: "No, no, no, you can save it for yourself! Or bring some for the members, good things should be shared with everyone, right?"

"There are also agents on the 49th floor, I understand." Newbella put the printed outline and drafts into his backpack, "See you tonight, Dad."

"Although there is no gate control at home, if you dare to come back drunk in the middle of the night, I will definitely...I will let you eat red dates and walnut bread every day." Tony straightened his bow tie, "Jarvis has recently discovered a lot of ways to punish children who make mistakes. The measures seem to be worth trying.”

"Can't expect more."

Newbella hung up the phone and took the elevator to the parking lot, where Peter was already waiting for her.While she didn't want to eat the roselle date walnut bread, the time spent with Peter's family was something to look forward to.Thinking of this level, Newbella's fear of Aunt May's cooking skills disappeared a little bit.

Men's restroom on the 49th floor.

"Encrypted line security."

"Agent Hugo Danzig, update log 004. She gave Simmons a notebook of herbal medicine, and I will get the full content as soon as possible."

The author has something to say: Aunt Mei: My bread is delicious, nutritious and hygienic, would you like a piece?

Designer: Hurry up and give me a piece to suppress my shock! !

①The author is not an anthropology professional. Most of the relevant knowledge comes from the Internet, the American drama "Bones" and other detective novels. Please forgive me for any bugs.