The Collection of The End

Hell's Kitchen, the second floor of the Sea Restaurant.

"What menu are you looking at?" I threw the menu that Caroline handed over with a smile on the table: "Make a copy of everything above and bring it up."

Although it is called a restaurant at sea, the image is very different from the original one on One Piece. It uses a conventional yacht shape. It is divided into three floors up and down. The hall, box and guest room, work and residence tasks are solved together.

Yes, they can also sell small cakes.

"Wow, Xiaojing, you look like you're here to smash the game." Caroline, who was wearing a women's black suit, was operating her ordering tablet for a while, and the direction of the kitchen soon came to the stove. Sounds of ignition and cooker hood starting.

"It's called taking care of business. Opening a new restaurant in Hell's Kitchen, if there is no backstage, ordinary people would not dare to enter," Max, who was wearing the same style but pure white next to him, replied, "Xiaojing is here for this trip, ordinary The little shrimp won't dare to come to the house to make trouble - only the big fish who have a grudge against the Fisk family will come."

"It could also be a superhero." Caroline spread her hands.

"Then he or she will find out that you are actually good people and lay the groundwork for the next task," I continued. "Oh, the work and the place should be done, right?"

"Let me tell you, this setting is unreasonable. These two tasks need to be maintained. After Iron Man smashed our part-time restaurant, the completed tasks turned back to 'unfinished'." Caroline hummed: "Xiaojing, you are a senior, do you know where to complain to the Lord God?"

【Who is in the hall? Sue this officer? 】

‘Theoretically speaking, what she wants to complain about is actually Luoshen. ’

【Then do you accept the complaint? 】

‘Of course—rejected on the spot. ’

"Compared to complaints, have you ever thought that there are more than the first two who will be 'revoked'?" I tapped on the multi-tool and brought up the task panel to show them: "For example, these two, 'will A superhero's reputation goes up to being friendly' and 'joining a team of superheroes'."

"..." Caroline and Max stayed for two seconds, and said in unison, "'Civil War'?"

"There's no prestige in the movie," I knocked on the table. "But the Avengers were disbanded at the time, and the relationship between Iron Man and Captain America may have gone negative."

"So we have to stop Ultron from destroying the country whose name is not remembered, lest the real-name registration law be born?" Max held his arms.

"It's 'Sokovia' and the 'Sokovia Agreement'," Caroline frowned, "but it's not easy to handle."

It's really hard to do, because the entire series is strung together, and there's no way to stop an event by itself.

The Chitauris are the vanguard of Thanos, and there is no way to stop them on Earth.

And Ultron was created by Iron Man to deal with a large number of enemies like the Chitauri, and trying to persuade a Stark to give up his idea is tantamount to letting Loki stop thinking about intrigue.

And even if the Ultron incident did not destroy Sokovia, the resulting disaster would inevitably lead to the emergence of another "agreement" with a different name.

And then, there's the Civil War, where the Avengers fight in pieces.

In the end, Thanos came to **** the gems, snapped his fingers, and the game was over.

Because everyone was thinking about countermeasures - I pretended - the scene fell silent for a while.

"Uh, boss? Are you serving food now?" Red-footed Zhep came out with a tray in hand, blinked inexplicably, and asked.

Red-footed Zep and Black-footed Sanji are people who were recruited simply to cooperate with this environment. The request I made with Jin at the time was to cook delicious food and have sharp legs, and this kind of outrageous request can really be found. Come on, should it be said that he is the godfather of American gangsters?

"Come on, come on," Caroline waved her hand, then looked at me: "Xiaojing, you stipulated by yourself, 'Don't waste food'."

"Of course not," I raised my hand and pressed my ear. "Let all the brothers outside come in to eat, and there is no need to arrange for someone to stay outside. What if someone in Hell's Kitchen dares to do something to me?"

"Domineering." Caroline gave me a thumbs up.

"Domineering and domineering? That skill is not easy to use here. When fighting between gangs, you have to consider whether it will stun your own people." I put down my hands: "The same is true for seeing and hearing, the opponent is too weak and there is no room to play. Only the armed color is more practical."

【Do you really not understand? 】

'It's called maintaining a persona. ’

"Um..." Caroline retracted her hand and touched her nose.

"Okay, Xiaojing hasn't been around for a day or two," Max pulled her down and sat down. "It seems that today is a reserved venue for the Fisk family, so we don't have to entertain them, right?"

"Well, you just need to sit here and let them recognize their faces," I knocked on the table: "After all, you brought the Fisk family's warehouse, I have to say that you have been 'recruited' instead of pretending to win over and waiting for an opportunity. Kill it—after all, there are a lot of fools who screw things up by guessing about leadership ideas."

"It's obviously 'pulling into the water'." Caroline smiled.

Da-da-da, woah woah.

At this time, a group of men and women in black suits and sunglasses flooded into the restaurant, each found a table and sat down. They were relatively quiet at first, but after the chef and waiter served them, they began to talk to each other. Conversation, the buzz grows.

"All the men are black suits, only you are wearing white dresses, oh, it seems that Jin is also in white dresses." Caroline said, looking at them from a distance.

"I actually made it according to the costume of 'Magic Fighter'," I used a short cane to tap the white top hat hanging on the shelf: "Because I really couldn't think of what kind of costume to design when I imported it."

Turning a stupid system into a cane that can be knocked around very reasonably is a genius.

[At that time, I clearly insisted on being a 'Watson'. 】

'That's obviously a white horse visiting the house, and it's not normal to beat a pet eagle if you have nothing to do. ’

【Then don't fight! 】

"Well, as expected of a senior, he can pinch people, like we can only use the template of 'bankrupt sisters'," Max said.

"You can design a 'superhero uniform' for yourself in advance, and I'll ask someone to do it later," I tapped the table with a cane: "But the Fisk family's technological strength is definitely not as good as Iron Man's, and they should be ridiculed when they encounter it."

"Hmm... hero uniform?" Caroline rolled her eyes: "What's the situation with Little Spider now? No, should I ask if there is Peter Parker in this world?"

"This is not very clear, but..." I pointed to the outside of the restaurant: "The entire underground black fist of Hell's Kitchen has been unified by the Fisk family. If there is a weirdo dressed as a spider, we will be able to compete immediately. knowledge."

"That's good... um, what's Uncle Ben going to do in this case? If he saves him, Spider-Man won't appear?" Caroline scratched her head.

"Don't ask me, I can definitely interfere, but how to do it depends on you who are familiar with the plot." I spread my hands.

"Um..." Max also began to think.

The initial idea... is to help Uncle Ben in the way of Steins;Gate's rescuer, but the details have yet to be scrutinized.