Obviously, unlike the 6 balls that Joe Ward picked up, Stephen Strange was a prick.

This can be seen from the increasingly heated debate among the ball players.

The US team couldn't care less about translating for Joe Ward, so the little spider took over his job:

[It seems that the mage insisted on going back to the temple or something, and the captain and Mr. Stark persuaded him to stay. ]

Faqiuqiu scratched the curly hair distractedly, looking like a trapped little beast.

For the last time, he expressed his completely different position from Zhenglian Avengers: "Strange!!"

Oddball knows that the responsibilities on his shoulders are different from these superheroes. In the past nearly a month, God knows how he used this short-handed and short-footed ball body to defend the earth from the invasion of various dark dimensions——

The only thing that can be considered fortunate is that the temple did not disappear out of thin air like the watchtower and the Fulian building. Obviously, their enemies have not yet been able to shake the three temples.

Before he finished Strange, the exhaustion caused by a large amount of mana consumption swept through his body.

The strange ball staggered twice and then fell back, just in the little doctor's soft palm, Puji sat on his buttocks.

At this moment, the little cloak hurriedly put it on his shoulders again.The dark red cloak fluttered with the dark robe on his body. If you ignore his ball figure, he still looks a bit aura of the Supreme Archmage.

Strangeball also noticed Joe Ward who had been silent all this time:

"Oh, so your two major alliances are here just to play house with a brat?"

Tonini: "If you can't speak, you can donate your mouth to those in need. This situation has nothing to do with anyone here. Carefully consider the number of people and combat effectiveness before choosing a target to vent your anger."

These two people are very vicious and quick to fight with each other. As long as they start, outsiders basically can't get in their mouths.

Captain America glanced at the bat ball helplessly.

Batball didn't seem to be listening, and lowered his head to check something with the communication tool.

Joward, who couldn't understand at all: "...Maybe you would like to eat something first, rest for a while before going back to that... temple or something?"

Oddball: "Actually, the 'playing house' I said a second ago was just a joke, but now it turns out it's true?"

Tonini's small iron can armor fell down the mask with a click, and the humming palm cannon was pushed down by the American team.

But after 2 minutes, the strange ball was quiet.

Silently, he sipped the warm oyster bisque—a remnant from supper that Joe Ward had reheated—with Parma ham diced in the back of his little cloak, happily Waiting to feed him.

Joe Ward ran his fingers over the shaggy beard on his face; he wondered if there was something that could be a ball razor.

Strangeball: "No. Don't touch me."

he said distractedly, pushing Joward's fingers with his little hand.But this time he didn't sacrifice two more magic circles.

Only then did the bat ball put away the communication tool.

Batball: "Kristen Palmer - she does a good job as the midnight nurse."

Strangeball nearly choked on half an oyster.

Midnight nurses are a little secret in Chaoying's "special industry": some excellent and kind nurses are willing to provide free and confidential medical services for Chaoying who are injured in battle and are not convenient to show their faces for treatment.Palmer is one of them.

But the capable and beautiful Nurse Palmer has another meaning to Dr. Strange: before Stephen Strange turned from a surgeon to Dr. Strange, she was his hospital colleague—or, it can be said, above colleagues... …

Oddball asked vigilantly, "Why are you mentioning her?"

Batball: "I need your help. You don't need to stay with us all the time, to complete the task I gave you, you can go back to the temple—or her side. Use your true colors."

Strangeball: "What is true face...?"

He was completely stunned, and he didn't even react when the little cloak stuffed ham into his mouth.

No matter how hard he asked the bat ball, he stopped talking.

The US team stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Go to our base and I will explain it to you. Our boy is sick now, give him a little space to recuperate."

Joe Ward was holding his chin to watch the strange ball suck the oyster soup. In the blink of an eye, the balls started to leave, and asked involuntarily, "Uh... have everyone left?"

The US team replied to him gently: [Do you need me to stay with you, Xiao Qiao?How much time did Superman redeem? ]

Joe Ward: "He exchanged for 40 minutes, and he should have been asleep for more than 6 hours... I guess he will wake up in another hour and a half."

Batball: [Maybe you can keep sleeping on him until the end of the world. ]

Joe Ward: "..."

Is it his illusion...

He always felt that this sentence was very offensive...

Bats are usually cold and indifferent, and when they are suddenly fierce, the little doctor dare not speak.

He could only silently lower his head and flip through his cell phone, only to see that Da Chao sent everyone his photos and illnesses in groups on his cell phone. He looked through the chat records several times, but he couldn't find where he had offended the big bat again...

Even if he is a patient, he can't continue to sleep if he sleeps from morning till night.

Qiao Ward waited for Qiuqiuchao to get up, then looked at the little spider who was a little sleepy and crawled into the cat's nest, and quietly said to Qiuqiuchao: "Why don't we go to clear C-level tasks at night?"

Qiuqiuchao widened his beady eyes.He looked at the little doctor, and the other person's complexion was still not very good, he was obviously still having a fever, and his usually soft and tender cat lips were dry and cracked.

Qiao Ward hurriedly added before Qiuqiuchao's message resumed: "Because A-level tasks are quite dangerous, and B-level tasks always have to wait for a few days...Although C-level tasks only have 10 basic rewards , but you can do it on the go like a D-level, I think it’s okay to brush dozens of them a night... But, but if you need to rest, we will make another plan."

For the A-level task in the morning, in addition to the basic reward points of 1987, the system also gave him 049 points for the captured [SCP2000: Epidemic Doctor].

Adding the points accumulated by Lin Lin before, and deducting the points used by Dachao and the others, Joward now has a total of 7794 reward points.

Compared with the hard and simple early days, the reward points are really super rich now.

But it is only enough for a single ball. If you want to share it with so many balls, you have to reserve enough points to deal with emergencies. 7000 minutes is really not enough points...

Qiuqiu Chao was a little helpless: [Xiao Qiao, you are sick and need to rest.Why do you have to be in such a hurry? ]

Joward rubbed his nose: "I just think...maybe bats won't let me do A-level missions until I recover from my illness. Then I can always sneak a little C-level..."

He was right about them.After knowing that the little doctor was sick, the hamster ball was confiscated by Tonini and brought back to the original point to upgrade; the bat ball and the US team also suspended all training plans, and only focused on upgrading the base and tossing the epidemic doctor in the short term.

Now the little doctor is begging Qiuqiuchao softly and pitifully. Qiuqiuchao thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to be more ruthless:

[no.If you can't sleep tonight, just read a book, chat with me, and don't go out to catch the cold anymore. ]

The system interrupted immediately: "2-3 want to learn."

Joe Ward: "..."

Qiuqiuchao saw his disappointment, and continued to be cruel: [And you must not hide from us and do the task by yourself - under any circumstances and at any time.About this, can you make an agreement with me, Xiao Qiao? ]

Joward whispered: "Okay..."

He patted Qiuqiuchao's little hand, kicked his slippers lowly, and climbed up to the attic.

……

origin.

Strangeball, who has fully understood the current situation, can't help showing a "really fragrant" expression...

Strangeball: "So what am I going to do, hurry up and arrange tasks for me!"

Tonini: "Oh. I'm active now, don't you think it's a play?"

Strange Ball: "..."

The bat ball nodded to him, and the strange ball flew past.

He usually chooses the situation where everyone is present when he gives orders, so that everyone can exchange information, and he rarely calls people into a corner for secret talks like this.

Captain America and Tonini exchanged glances, and decided to continue with what they were doing—no matter how suspicious Bat was, they still chose to trust their teammates unconditionally.

Batball cut to the chase: "Your magic should be able to brainwash?"

Strangeball: "And then?"

Batball: "I need you to erase a memory."

Strange Ball: "What is the object?"

Batball: "35 kids around the age of 10."

For a while, they stared at each other, neither of them spoke.

Strangeball slowly: "I used to be accused by various people of 'scum', 'feeling good about myself', 'I thought I was the only doctor in the world' bbb. This moral dilemma has been trapped."

Batball: "You can consider it."

Strangeball: "No, I don't need to think about it. Even the most elite surgeons will leave traces invisible to the naked eye. The same is true for magic. Especially the forced transformation of the spiritual level, we may not be aware of it for a while. But the damage is still there."

Finally, he asked uncertainly: "Is this really necessary?"

Then he added: "I won't do it if necessary. You fired me."

Batball didn't speak.His bat mask concealed all the anxiety underneath, making him look calm at this moment.

His way of thinking always makes him used to think a few more moves than his opponent, which is why he always looks like "everything is in the plan".

Every mission has a price.The captain's aftermath work was perfect, but this time there were more mission targets than ever before, he always wanted to do a few more steps and keep an extra hand - just like every time before, one of the countless secret doors he left behind, often It can save his and his teammates' lives at a critical moment.

But brainwashing children - for Chaoying, it's too much.

Asking him to speak out by himself would be a silent torture to the Dark Knight.

Batball finally let go: "Leave it alone."

The cost of giving up this simplest and crude method is: if someone wants to start from this, they must deal with it with a hundred times more energy and more careful planning.

……

After weeks of rainy weather, the East Coast of the United States has finally seen a sunny day.

A man in a top hat is gently tossing a ball into the hands of a little girl.The little girl is very young, but her complexion is recovering, and the beautiful dress on her body is also new—newer than most children in this orphanage.

She used to have haze on her face, but sometimes younger children are more resilient.She was laughing like any ordinary little girl now, flapping the ball in her hand, and the upper and lower sides of her curved lips were a row of healing needle holes.

The man in the top hat was chatting with her relaxedly: "So, blue eyes?"

Little girl: "Well - very light blue eyes. He looks much handsomer than you - sorry to say."

The man in the top hat smiled: "I can probably imagine it. Brown hair, light blue eyes, about this height—" He gestured in the air, "What else is there? Is the corner of the mouth hooked like this?"

The man in the top hat: "God, he must be as good looking as he is in his heart."

The little girl smiled shyly.

The man in the top hat: "Isn't he from Gotham?"

The little girl tried hard to think: "Probably not. His...his accent doesn't sound like it."

Top Hat Man: "Guess what - let's play an accent game?

The man repeated in the urban dialect he knew what the little girl had told him and what the blue-eyed brother had said.

Each region of the United States has its own dialect, but the difference between the adjacent areas is very subtle. The little girl said that this is a bit similar, and sometimes that it is a bit similar, and finally narrowed the scope to the northern part of the east coast - which is the location of New York State.

The little girl who gradually felt that this game was not so fun, and her ears were almost callused, suddenly said: "It seems that this is quite similar."

The man in the top hat froze for a moment: Baltimore?

What else did he want to ask, a thin boy came down from the second floor of the orphanage.His lips had that same logo, healing pinprick, and the man glanced at the name embroidered on his suit.

The man in the top hat: "Hi—Jomi."

Qiao Mi put one arm on the shoulder of the youngest girl among them, raised her chin, and said indifferently to him: "Get out of here."

There were also several gloomy-faced children in the orphanage, looking at him unkindly.After these Gotham children were sent to this strange city by the FBI, they silently became an invincible small group.

The man in the top hat raised his hand to express his tactful surrender, and turned to leave the orphanage.

The phone in his pocket was ringing.

The man took it out, and when he saw the "Disgusting Bala's Penguin" displayed on the screen, he clicked impatiently.

"I'm Lex Luthor."

The man in the top hat connected the phone, raised his hand and pressed the car key, and the lights of an unremarkable car across the street flashed.

"What's the matter, say."

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