The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Regarding the matter of Peter coming to live here, Schiller's consideration was still too superficial.

It is true that Spider-Man is kind, brave and firm, but likewise, Peter also has the problems that big boys of this age have, such as day and night upside down, addicted to games, staying up at night, and getting up in the morning.

It may be due to the mutation of the spider. Peter eats a lot and is addicted to all kinds of American burgers and fried chicken. Schiller feels that if this continues, he will become fat from a spider to a crab.

Schiller knocked on the edge of the pot and said, "Listen, I don't care how much energy you've spent training against Steve recently, but any human being can't want to have another big bucket of porridge after eating five pots of rice. "

Peter put down his rice bowl, touched his stomach and said, "I never dreamed that I could eat so much. I suspect there is a black hole in my stomach."

Matt limped into the door, his injury was not completely healed, Peter quickly stood up to help him, Matt said: "He is growing now, he should eat more, but boy, you have to promise me , After eating, go to exercise quickly, if you don’t want to get fat into a ball, it’s best not to stay in your room and play games all day long.”

Schiller also picked up Pikachu and said, "I guess it's you who led Peter badly, whether it's eating so much food in one go, or playing games with the controller every day..."

Pikachu retorted in a Deadpool voice: "How can you blame me? This sticky kid is as thin as bean sprouts, and he is very good at playing games. Every time I play blood fighting with him, I have to let him One hand, and armed surprise, you can chop more onions in the morning than he can aim at the enemy..."

Before Pikachu finished speaking, Peter covered his mouth, and Schiller said, "There is no more rice in the clinic, so I can only buy it tomorrow, so you can settle your own dinner for tonight."

Peter wailed, and Schiller wiped the water from his hands and said, "Not only your dinner, but mine as well."

"Shall we go out to eat?" Peter asked.

"Of course, and I have a good place. This is one of the entry benefits they provide me. I heard that although the food there is not very delicious, you must be full."

"Hmph." Peter snorted contemptuously. He said, "Then they are still too young. I feel like I can swallow ten cows now."

The International Defense Headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D. is located in New York. The entrance is in a telephone booth not far from Manhattan. However, after entering the telephone booth, the elevator will turn around and go to nowhere.

Schiller had a gray fog sensor system, and he vaguely felt that he was approaching the suburbs before the elevator stopped.

Schiller and Peter got off the elevator, and Coulson stood in front of them to welcome them and said, "As you can see, welcome to the International Reception Center of S.H.I.E.L.D. members, and a foothold for elite field agents."

Schiller looked at his watch and said, "I think you will honor the benefits written in the contract when you joined the company?"

"Yes, the staff canteen is always free, and the coffee is also free, but the espresso here may not meet the standard you want. If you have high requirements for coffee, I can report to you." Coulson smiled said.

"No, no need." Schiller waved his hand and said, "I really don't have much hope for the coffee taste of people who like to drink a cup of water."

Coulson led Schiller and Peter through the hall, and then through the living area. The decoration here is not too strong in sci-fi style, but more like a minimalist Nordic style, and a lot of fabric decoration is also used. See It's fairly comfortable.

Peter looked up and down, a little disappointed, and said, "I thought you were going to work in a place like an alien spaceship."

"Uh... The International Defense Headquarters and some research headquarters are like that, but it's just a reception center, where field agents eat and rest. Do you think it's a good idea to stay in an alien spacecraft 24 hours a day?"

Although Peter didn't answer, it could be seen that this place did not meet his expectations for S.H.I.E.L.D.

Coulson is a fine person, he said: "If you officially join S.H.I.E.L.D., you will have the opportunity to go to the headquarters, which will surprise you."

Before Peter asked, they came to the restaurant, which was a bit like a sci-fi place, because there was no cook, but rows of food were placed on various conveyor belts and turned out of various windows.

"The buffet?" Schiller asked.

"Ordinary agents don't have much time to wait for the chef to cook, so here is a buffet, but you can rest assured that dishes from all over the world can be found here, and the taste is not bad."

"Just what I want," Schiller said.

Peter rubbed his stomach, and Schiller patted him on the shoulder and said, "Go ahead, Peter, I think you can make them regret giving me this entry benefit."

Coulson smiled and said, "The S.H.I.E.L.D. is not so poor that the agents can't get enough to eat. Go ahead, kid. You can't eat as fast as the assembly line here."

Schiller smiled.

Three hours later, Natasha walked in through the door with a phone in her hand, and she cursed at the headache: "Don't you know that I'm on a mission to follow Stark? ... Also, what nonsense are you talking about? When did S.H.I.E.L.D. change the contract? Are there any treaties that we can’t provide? Do I need to come back now to change?!”

While she was on the phone, she walked quickly to the restaurant. She pushed open the door and said, "Colson! Damn it, you better give me a valid reason, or I will definitely complain to the director that you interfere with my work..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the mountain of plates in the middle of the restaurant.

This is not an exaggerated adjective, but a fact. The entire ring-shaped restaurant is very large, about several thousand square meters, but at this time, the middle of the restaurant has been blocked. It reaches to the ceiling, like a huge pyramid.

This pile of plates was at least as high as three people, and dozens of people couldn't even hold their hands together. Looking at the situation on the field, it seemed that they hadn't finished eating yet.

Natasha stepped over a pile of food wreckage and patted a smoking food delivery robot. She said in shock: "What's wrong? Nick Fury is finally planning to raise dinosaurs in S.H.I.E.L.D.?! "

Coulson leaned against a bar counter weakly, he said: "The employee meal benefits in the contract really should be changed..."

Natasha looked up and down the pile of plates with her eyes, and she said: "I remember this one, but the employee himself is not allowed to bring outsiders, right? How many people did he bring? There shouldn't be a company, right?"

Coulson pointed out, and Natasha walked around the pile of plates, only to find that there were only three figures, one big, one small, three figures.

Peter had already lost the battle, and was dozing off on the chair. Pikachu was slightly slumped, but he still threw the plates to the top of the plate mountain one after another.

Only Schiller, who owns the gray fog, is not afraid that he will not be able to eat so much food, or he just put the food in the gray fog and stored it, but it just decomposed, and he didn't eat it at all.

To put it simply, he came here to stock up.

Of course, Gray Fog was also very happy to eat, some desserts with chocolate, syrup and pickled fruits, he ate at least dozens of kilograms, Schiller also made an exception and let him drink a little bit of fear gas concentrate, at this moment, he In Schiller's mind, he was happily looping the magical Divine Comedy he learned from TV.

Natasha blinked, but didn't speak for a while.

"Hey, is the restaurant open? I just got back from a run and there's basil beef tonight..."

As soon as Captain America opened the door, he was also stunned. He said in shock: "I knew it. Nick told me decades ago that he wanted to raise elephants, but I didn't expect that he planned to do it now." This wish..."

Coulson didn't say a word. He covered his face and raised his arm. Captain America also walked around the pile of plates and saw the three people who had eaten their shells.

"Hmm..." Captain America pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, then looked at Natasha and said, "Don't tell me, they ate up all the food in the restaurant."

Natasha showed a fake smile, and she slapped the food delivery robot next to her hard, and a panel popped up.

After reading it, she said, "Very well, we can now decide which restaurant to go to for dinner in New York, and by the way, think about where to eat tomorrow morning and tomorrow lunch."

Schiller stood up like a normal person, and he said: "Thank you for the hospitality. I think the employee benefits here are really good. Unfortunately, I am a little rushed today. After all, I still have a friend who is hungry. I have to pack some for him. Lunch Just get here first."

Natasha stopped him and said: "Although S.H.I.E.L.D. can't afford the food, but if you eat here, you have to give us some time to stock up. During the stocking period, other agents can just buy food." You have nothing to eat, do you have the heart to let your colleagues go hungry?"

Steve said: "Can't you see that? Of course he has the heart. He even has the heart to starve his friend. I wanted a big steak, but now I can't seem to get a chip. "

Schiller snapped his fingers, Pikachu put down the last piece of beef patty, he jumped on Schiller's shoulder, Schiller smiled and said, "I have a good place to recommend to you, that's an entry benefit for my other job, Although the food there is not very delicious, you must be full.”

Natasha and Steve squinted together.

Another five hours later, Stark looked at the pile of plates piled up in the middle of his staff cafeteria, he opened his mouth, but remained silent.

Jarvis spoke from the side, and he said: "I think you don't really want to hear the detailed food loss now, but I have to say, if there is no new food reserve delivered by 10:00, the whole company will The employees can only go hungry."

Stark took a deep breath, he could already imagine Pepper complaining to a lot of employees tomorrow and getting angry at him.

Wearing a battle armor, he clattered through the pile of plates, then looked at a few people who were lying on their chairs and turned their stomachs, and said, "Very well, you have caused the first food crisis in the Stark Industries Group in a century. , if Pepper gets angry with me tomorrow, I will definitely punch each of you."

Schiller said, "Don't be nervous, we'll just go shopping again."

"It's almost 9 o'clock now, where do you ask the purchasing staff to buy things? And our transport vehicles are out of service, how do we transport them when we buy them?"

"Come on! One Captain America, two super agents, one Spiderman and one Iron Man, can't you carry a little food?"

Two hours later, everyone flew back with big bags and small bags.

Stark never dreamed that the first task of the superhero team was to go to the nearest supermarket, buy a lot of food, and then fly back with countless shopping bags.

Stark scolded while flying: "Damn it, don't let my fans see Iron Man's embarrassment. Please, am I a nanny robot? Or a housewife rice cooker?"

He had just finished speaking when a flash of light went off.

The next day, the front page of the "New York Times" was headlined that Iron Man had more than a dozen large shopping bags hanging all over his body, and the two people flying between tall buildings behind him were also wearing large family-sized food bags of various colors.

And Pepper, she yelled at Stark on the top floor of the Stark Building: "You are so damn busy!! The high-gluten flour you bought made all the bread and cakes in the staff meals look like rubber It's as hard as a muscle!!!"

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