[Comprehensive] sense of existence

"Did you hear what he said! Did you! Did you!"

"I heard it, I heard it, you are not allowed to take another man's car, so get out of here." Stark picked his ears impatiently, and said in a bad mood, "Don't touch it, if you touch your ears again, your skin will be broken gone."

"I thought it was my illusion." Arale still did not give up and forcibly stroked her ear touched by the professor.

Stark sneered: "Are you happy?"

happy?Of course!Although I can't remember what bet I said for the time being, but it doesn't matter now.Arale's eyes were bent into crescents.Even I didn't go to work for two weeks and didn't lose my job. I couldn't be so happy. If I knew it, I would have taken another man's car earlier, la la la.

Stark, who smelled the sour smell of love, said blankly: "But I'm not happy."

Alalei is a villain, so he protects his ears and ignores him at all.

Stark: "..."

After Charles left after saying that, Stark endured Arale's smirk all the way, and he was extremely impatient with women, and he almost kicked this guy out of the car.However, his temper has improved a lot in the past two years. Seeing that Arale still had an unrepentant look on his face, Stark stepped on the accelerator and jumped out.

The gust of wind blowing towards Alalei's head almost lifted her eyelids from the speedy driving.

However, the man in the driver's seat wears a steel armor and enjoys the thrill of high-speed flight every day. To him, this speed is like an F1 racer driving a tractor.

It's okay to be slow.

Alale opened his mouth with difficulty, took a mouthful of wind, and had to speak: "Slow down...or lend me your sunglasses..."

The wind speed is still strong.

Arale's mouth was shaking non-stop by the wind.

"I know you're an old old driver... you, you, you... drive slowly... I'm going to vomit... vomit," Arale retched.

Stark's accelerator was slightly loosened, and the speed slowed down all of a sudden, and then he heard him say in disgust: "Spit it out, don't dirty my precious car."

"Your precious car is indeed worth more than mine..."

Alalei's hair was blown to the point of claws and claws. Now she slowed down, her face was covered by her broken hair. She pulled it for a long time to reveal her face, and she was still spitting out and eating the hair in her mouth.

"But boss." She tightened her seatbelt, her tone was rather weak, "I'm still a sufferer of drunkenness, you pity me with the last bit of sympathy left..."

Stark was expressionless: "I don't see that you have sequelae, weren't you very happy just now?"

"I'm not happy now." She touched her ears for the last time, stretched out her fingers and promised to the sky, "I'll be happy when I go home."

Stark: "..."

"This month's wages will be cut in half!"

Arale was knocked down.

That's the rage of being single.

She leaned against the window and thought.

Stark saw that Alare finally calmed down, still looking weak, and suddenly remembered her awe-inspiring appearance controlling all life and death over Arkham, and he couldn't match up with her now.

"The government...really didn't come to you?" Stark was silent for a moment, then asked suddenly.

Disturbed by this warm gathering, I almost forgot about it.

Arale turned her head and glanced at Stark.He found that there were a few extra white hairs on his sideburns, which were very bright and obtrusive, so he couldn't help but squish his mouth, and his IQ began to occupy the high ground again.

"I found it." She replied nonchalantly, "I was rejected by the professor without even seeing my real face."

The expression of joking just now disappeared, and Stark looked a little quiet now.

She paused and continued: "Besides, that group of stinky and shameless guys threatened me, saying that they would sign contracts to be dispatched by the government. Is it true that the professor's IQ is less than 250?"

"So...Charles didn't sign it?" Although the various leagues didn't say that it was confidential, there were some privacy issues that everyone tacitly kept silent.

When Stark asked this question, his head was still looking straight ahead, and his tone was very normal, but the more he did this, the more it showed that this guy really cared.Although Arale hasn't been with Stark long enough, her first instinct as a woman is still there.

"I didn't sign it." Alalei replied lazily with her hand propped up against her head.

"Saving the world selflessly, why didn't they jump out when they were injured and spent money and were slandered. It's not their intention to manipulate public opinion. This group of people has been fooling around. If they have the ability to save themselves, they will die. The masses in China are human beings, and the soldiers who use them as human-shaped sandbags are not human beings. They use the dead masses of people as weapons to attack public opinion, and they never think about it. If there is no superheroes like you, the whole world will be gone, so what are you talking about? country and people."

As she spoke, Arale made herself very angry.

Especially since she was almost overthrown as a boss.

"Who wouldn't stand on the moral high ground!"

"But we also hurt a lot of innocent people in the battle." Stark's current mood is indescribably complicated.In fact, he doesn't want to be controlled by others, but some things cannot be solved simply by thinking about it.

Alalei was about to snort through her nostrils.

"Who said it? They counted it again? Why don't they count how many people you have saved over the years?"

Can it be counted?360 five days a year, there are superheroes saving the world every day.Those who died innocently and tragically are pitiful, but from the perspective of survivors.

"Survivors kowtow to your photos every day, thank you for saving their whole family, do you know this?"

Stark wondered: "What else?"

"The meaning is almost the same." Arale patted Stark on the shoulder, pointing his fingers on his arm boringly, "So, the government has the most sophists, and it's very poking to kill the dark parts. , You start to suspect that this is the result they most want to see in life.”

"But it's also understandable. What is the government used for? Can they not intervene in all the people and things that are out of their control?"

Stark's brain is very smart, but some things like to dig into the horns, this is a common problem, a problem that many superheroes have.After Arale spoke with reverse thinking, the perspective of some things became more novel, which was the recognition they had been hoping for after shouldering their responsibilities all along.

"If you want me to say, they should hire you to convince us." Stark smiled, but his tone was much more relaxed. "Sophistry is no worse than those guys from the government."

"It's fine to give more money. Anyway, what you earn is black-hearted money, isn't it just wearing a layer of sheepskin, who is more noble than the other." Alalei shrugged, looking indifferent.

Stark called Jarvis to drive automatically, and he turned his head with great interest and asked, "Then you mean that we can just keep our current group as it is?"

This is the question Stark has been circling in his mind.

Arale didn't expect that he would directly ask what was in his heart, and was immediately taken aback.

Suddenly, I felt that my mouth could no longer speak nonsense.

She thought about it for a while, and then asked back, "What do you think?"

Stark was silent for a moment, with the big sunglasses on his face, he couldn't see his expression clearly, but his tone was still very embarrassing.

"I'm asking you."

With Boss Tony's awkward personality, he probably wouldn't be willing to say that I love Avengers as much as I love my life.

After receiving the boss's order, Alale thought about it, and felt that this problem was not a problem at all.

"How can a group maintain the status quo for a lifetime? Christianity has been split. There is no banquet in the world that never ends, but the banquet can be re-organized, and so can the group."

The first half of the sentence covered Stark's mood with a layer of dark clouds, and the second half of the sentence lifted the clouds and mists to see the sun.

"What do you mean?" Unknowingly immersed in Alare's words, Stark's emotions were not affected by the sense of existence, and he always felt that her words sounded very reasonable.

Arale laughed like a fool: "Do you know what the extension of maintaining the status quo is?"

Stark pondered for a long time, carefully probing: "Correction after death?"

"It's a derogatory term, idiot!" She rolled her eyes, then lowered her voice mysteriously, "It's reform and innovation."

Stark raised an eyebrow.

"It just so happens that the people in the government have listed so many of your mistakes. Thank them first, and then accept them with humility. Discovering problems, raising them and solving them, development is the last word." The successors of the new type of socialism recited the political textbooks for the third year of junior high school in this way, teaching the generation of bourgeois giants.

Stark: "..."

Look at the way he looks thoughtful and no longer speaks.

Arale thought that she would not accept the content of this textbook so soon, right?This kind of nonsense also needs to be guided by correct theories. If she asks about specific theoretical methods, does she still have to look through Grandpa Mao's handbook... Before the thoughts spread out, she has not memorized a song about the Red Army is not afraid of expeditions. Clack tapped with his fingers.

"I was almost caught by your nonsense."

Alale covered her head with her throat.

Stark changed the subject, "But some words are quite interesting."

"..."

She widened her eyes, "Then why are you hitting me!"

At this time, Stark has completely recovered the appearance of a foolish son, his eyelids lifted, "Just now I saw your expression of 'I finally got it', and my hands were itchy, now I will make it up."

Alale pointed at the big-tailed wolf who was ungrateful and wasted her spitting with trembling fingers.After shaking twice, he turned into an idiot again and touched his ears.

......

Drive all the way back to New York City.

Stark took Arale's jersey back to do the damage test again, and at the same time asked Jarvis to explain her future work on his behalf.

Within two weeks, the content of the program remained unchanged.However, the words that Arale casually comforted the little spider at the previous party were put on the agenda.

For the next two weeks, the audience was broadened and changed to a late-night romantic radio program that teenagers can listen to.

It's only for two weeks, and of course it's dedicated to two of everyone's favorite little angels.

One is Spider-Man, who is loved by New Yorkers recently, and the other is Quicksilver, who has emerged in several battles.

Looking at the battle photos of these two innocent little angels projected by Jarvis, Alale could already imagine that a large number of fans of aunts, mothers, grandmas and younger brothers and sisters were on their way.

The author has something to say:-

small theater:

Charles: You talked too much to Stark today.

Ala Lei: I usually talk a lot...

Charles: You're still touching him, you're teasing him by pointing your finger at his shoulder!

Ala Lei: ...Damn, how many times have I tapped you with my fingers, it's all convulsive, but I still can't move it.

Charles: Stirred.It's just that you didn't find it.

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