PFC Chapter 711 Peter Parker (Please refresh)
Chapter 711 Peter Parker (Please refresh)
Chapter 711 Peter Parker (Please refresh)
It encompasses the heaven and earth, like a miniature world model, on a sand table where the prototype of the multiverse is refined.
"This matter is about the conflict of interests between me, the Samsara Space, and the Abyss. If you have any concerns or inconveniences, you can bring the Infinite Stones and prepare to return."
Su Lin, wearing a silver battle armor that shone with vast waves, sat cross-legged on a throne with two snakes forming a circle and dimensions forming wings. He placed several pieces of sky fragments dyed pure white in a box and separated them.
"If you are willing to bear this responsibility, please carry this with you so that I can collect the fragments of good fortune from the past."
Su Lin did not mention the issue of compensation, because the importance of this matter was different from the past. Not many group members actually participated in this matter, and even if they did, the risk level was much higher than the reward ratio.
So, you need to make your own choice.
Everyone should understand this principle.
"I understand the reason." Xiao Yan's eyelids twitched unconsciously: "Um. Brother, are you under a lot of pressure?"
Ye Fan, Shi Hao and others were also staring at Su Lin, their dazed eyes as if they had seen something incredible.
"Why do you say that, Brother Xiao?" Su Lin smiled slightly: "It's just the weight of the common people's lives. I'm used to it."
Kaguya of Hourai Mountain half covered her face with her sleeves: "This is a mutation!"
"Haven't we always been like this?" Xing also crossed her legs and said in an elegant and gentle voice:
"It is not time to part ways on this journey. Even though we are separated by the veil of stars, I am still with you."
She stretched out her hand and took the lead in picking up the fragments that illuminated the dust in the dark room, then sat quietly in her original position with a smile and looked at Su Lin.
Su Lin smiled faintly: "Heaven and earth are just a hostel, we share the sorrow of the eternal dust, but I am not alone in my path."
An ancient and vicissitudes of life atmosphere permeates, as if even time is quietly telling the story of everyone's past battles and stories at this moment.
Meng Qi covered his mouth with his hands and turned his head to the side. Everyone could clearly hear his rapid breathing.
Zhongli had a blank expression on his face. He glanced at Farah and Luo Xiaoying on Su Lin's left, then looked at Su Lin's natural and unpretentious expression. He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then also picked up the fragment.
"You are joking, my friend. I am willing to do my best to help."
The words fell.
The chat group immediately popped up and appeared within Zhongli's field of vision.
"Old man, don't cooperate with him!!! @Zhongli"
Lu Mingfei had no expression on his face but was typing frantically: "I was wrong before, big brother, can you recover?!"
Yang Jian: "Isn't this quite serious?"
Fang Zheng: "Brother Lao has a heart full of love."
Hongzhong: "They believed it. They really believed it. Hahaha~~~"
Li Huowang: "Hongzhong just woke up from my body, I pushed him back, don't mind it, everyone."
Su Lin: "Miss Lu, hasn't Su always been like this?"
Lu Mingfei: "I already have goosebumps all over my body."
Meng Qi: "I understand the causes of all results, but I can't understand why handsomeness and disgustingness can appear in the same person at the same time?
Can you, Daoist Su, answer this question for me???"
Su Lin: "It's probably because your foundation is not solid. I suggest you start over. But this question is not about me, right?"
What do you say?
Meng Qi, who also majored in psychology, could sense that this thing was not pretending to be cool, but had entered into some kind of personality disguise.
This happened before in school.
At that time, he and Su Tianfu were top students in high school.
Whenever girls from other classes asked this thing out to go to the playground after class, and also in front of the teachers and the principal, that thing would act like this.
Just fool yourself, but don't fool others.
Don’t those two girls who are destined to be with you know how abstract you are?
"So handsome." Luo Xiaoying murmured, "More handsome than that abstract cousin of the old woman."
Meng Qi: "?"
“Taibai obeys your orders and will abide by the Heavenly Emperor’s order.” Li Changshou saw that the atmosphere was a little off, so he stood up and bowed.
Luo Xiaoying was stunned: "Cousin, are you the Emperor of Heaven?!"
"Just a job."
Su Lin nodded, looked aside, and said, "I suggest you go home and wait for them to come back. As you can see, it's very dangerous here."
"Before the old woman went to snatch the man, she sent a message saying that you like to eat Su Luo, so she asked me to stay here to repay you and wait for her to come back." Luo Xiaoying said.
What's the reason for this counter-ability to the 'protagonist Tsuna Sulinko' directory?
Could it be that some useless inner ghost was completely taken advantage of?
"." Su Lin ignored a certain gaze and continued to ask: "When will she come back?"
Farah said, "Based on my memory, it was probably when you were caught in the middle and they beat you until you were unable to resist, and then they felt sorry for you."
"puff--!"
If you weren't helping me fix the sand table, I would have asked you to go back anyway.
Su Lin seemed to hear the sound of someone holding back laughter and tea spurting out, but that must have been an illusion. After all, everyone knew the difference between him and Teacher Tony Su.
As a Sigma man, Tony Su was a complete failure.
And myself.
Boom!
The table shook.
"That's too much." Su Lin sent a message to Irena who was stepping on his foot.
The other person just stared at this side with a smile and narrowed eyes.
After a while, Su Lin had to arrange for Luo Xiaoying to stay in a mainland hotel and put her in the same room with Farah so that they could take care of each other.
"If you have any needs, please let me know."
Su Lin was not worried about the safety of these two people. Luo Shengying probably left some backup plan for Xiaoying. On the other hand, the super rich woman mentioned by Tony, her wealth and background can be seen from the current Low Magic Marvel.
Given a player identity, the experience of Marvel Online is also quite high.
After the two of them left, Su Lin looked aside and asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"
"Help me take this off." Irena pointed to the Tianhe battle suit on her body.
Su Lin raised his eyebrows: "Are you jealous?"
"Are you stupid?"
Irena sighed and said, "The situation has changed. It will be more effective if you take it back and use it in this situation."
Su Lin is no longer dependent on the defensive effects of the Tianhe battle suit. Instead, his internal functional effects, which are similar to the Akashic Records, can reproduce many functions, even in the current environment.
"That's fine, you're a player now anyway."
After removing the armor, Su Lin put it on himself and could still smell some lingering fragrance.
"You don't have to worry about me if you're not a player."
Irena sighed and said, "Even if my magical attainments are not as high as that witch's, I won't hold you back."
strangeness.
"It's strange that you still care about these things?"
Su Lin smiled and said, "It's just that this universe is too dangerous, so I'm just lending it to you."
Hearing Su Lin's answer, Irena put her hands on her hips and stared at Su Lin with half-closed eyes.
"That's the problem with you." She covered her forehead helplessly.
"You are the kind of man who, if you are not careful, will make a girl become habitually dependent and obsessed with you."
According to this logic, the two people who became yanderes and heavy girls were Tony's fault.
This was the only point that Su Lin felt it necessary to defend the other party:
"You might as well say it's Tokiomi's fault."
Isn't it normal for Xingbao?
Su Lin glanced at Xing who was holding onto his belt and was looking at him expressionlessly.
"Take it."
"Great--!"
Peter Parker, eleven years old, is a student.
He lives at 20 Ingram Street, Queens, New York City, and has an uncle and an aunt.
Recently, he has been having some minor troubles, not the adolescent troubles of boys, but mental problems.
This may sound strange, but
He seems to be ill.
Mental illness.
[New York Times: Last night and early this morning, some citizens called the police and reported that they saw many armed men holding hot and cold weapons performing unknown rituals in downtown New York City and Queens, and the streets were littered with blood and corpses.
After investigation, it was confirmed that the hallucinations were caused by food poisoning, and the same callers all ate the same mushroom called Nao mushroom. Citizens, please]
The midday news report came from the TV outside the door.
Uncle Ben and Aunt May are discussing whether there are too many similar incidents recently. The entire New York City, from the community management department to the social construction department, seems to be wasting American taxpayers' money.
Natural gas explosions, gas leaks, food poisoning... these things happen every day.
It seems that the staff have forgotten their responsibilities.
"."
Peter Parker released his hand from the doorknob, silently returned to his bed, wrapped himself in the sheets, and stared out the window with some anxiety.
Many nights ago, he woke up from his dream and seemed to hear someone calling in his ear.
He followed the sound to the edge of the windowsill and saw a leopard-like man wearing a black tights in the yard. He was missing half of his head and his body was covered with rotten wounds.
"Oh~ Looks like I'm in the right place."
then
The monster pounced upon him.
At that time, he thought he was about to die. Then, accompanied by a flash of lightning, a handsome and tall oriental man cut off the monster's head.
It happened so suddenly that if he hadn't woken up the next day and found his pants were still wet, he would have thought it was just a dream.
From that day on, some changes occurred in my daily life.
Every night, he would see, or rather dream, strange things.
For example, some strange people would kidnap him, saying things like 'time and space anchor', 'mission', 'should I kill him', 'Holy Grail War' and so on.
I basically dream about it every night, but the situations are different. Sometimes my house and room will be blown to pieces.
In short, these dreams are very clear and seem to be real, but he will always be rescued by another group of people in the end.
He knew one of them.
It's Iron Man.
dong dong——!
The sudden knock on the door startled Peter. He turned around suddenly and saw Uncle Ben standing at the door.
"Sorry." Ben Parker looked at Peter curled up in the sheets and asked, "Is it convenient?"
"of course."
Peter let go of the sheet and walked out the door.
"This isn't a solution, Peter," Ben Parker said.
"I'm sorry." Peter knew that this was talking about his dream.
Because the dreams he had in the past few nights were so bizarre, he might have some mental problems, and now he even stopped going to school.
"This is not your fault, Peter." Ben Parker comforted him, "It just so happens that a child psychology fund of the Stark Group has contacted us. They said they can provide you with free psychological counseling."
"So I discussed it with your aunt."
Ben Parker observed Peter's expression and continued:
"We signed you up."
"Thank you, Uncle Ben."
Peter knew that this was not a solution.
"But this psychological counseling lasts for a month, and you're not at home." Ben Parker said guiltily, "You're going to be away from us for a month, Peter."
"It's okay." Peter said, "I should go to treatment."
"Just some coaching, kid," Ben Parker soothed.
His parents were not around when he was young, so he was more mature and sensible than other children when it came to family issues.
But this made him feel even more distressed.
Thirty minutes later, Peter was standing at the door with some luggage, waiting for someone from the Stark Children's Foundation to pick him up.
Fortunately, it is still daytime, otherwise he would not even dare to go out.
Peter looked around fearfully, then turned to his uncle and aunt behind him and said:
"I can do it on my own, you guys go back to the house first."
"Parker?"
Aunt Mei held a plate of cookies and asked in surprise, "I made some snacks. Don't you want to try some?"
Ben Parker put down the newspaper and looked at Peter as well: "Peter, what are you doing with the suitcase?"
Peter Parker was stunned. He looked at the suitcase in his hand, then turned around and pointed at the street: "Didn't you ask me to wait?"
The sound was stuck in the throat.
Red flames and magma gushed out from the earth. The scorching wind blew on the face, making the skin dry instantly. The sky seemed to be covered by a thin black veil, like the night with some pale light.
Steel bars, cement, scrapped cars, street lights. The city that was once so familiar to us has become a ruin.
Above the ruins, some shadows were wandering like wild beasts. Even though one couldn't see them clearly, one could feel that they seemed to be searching for something.
"Peter."
Aunt May's voice woke Peter up. He staggered back and stumbled towards home, but at this moment, the shadows not far away seemed to have noticed something, and several of them looked in Peter's direction at the same time.
"Gate"
Peter quickly crawled over and tried to close the door, as if the anti-theft door that had been used for decades could block out all fear.
But it was too late. Just as he put his hand on the door handle in fear, three shadows rushed into the house in an instant.
"Uncle, aunt!"
Peter Parker cried, and he shouted desperately, "RUN!!!"
"Peter, don't you want to eat the cookies I made?" Aunt May asked puzzledly.
"Thank you, Auntie, but I'm going to eat his brains first."
A black shadow stretched out its tongue and licked it, as if licking away the hazy black mist on its face. Something like liquid squirmed, revealing the dark blue face of a brown-haired man.
"No, he's mine."
The scarlet shadow pushed the man away, who had a white spider pattern on his chest.
"aunt!"
Peter struggled to look upwards, and saw...
Aunt May looked at him with her dark eyes without whites. She smiled kindly and said, "Peter, come here quickly."
"aunt?"
Peter was lost in thought.
"Let me eat first, or I'll eat you all." The last Spider-Man with six arms roared, "Because I have six arms, I can beat all of you!"
"Why not five?" a voice asked.
The six-armed Spider-Man looks back
Swish!
His arms fell down.
At the same time, a deep blue sword pierced into the throat.
"It seems that five won't do."
(End of this chapter)