I became a weirdo in Marvel

Chapter 181 Contribution (Daily 300010000 Day )

Just as Aunt May thought, Parker was with his girlfriend Anna at the moment.

However, their date was not in a romantic restaurant or park, but in a dimly lit secret room.

There were several dim oil lamps hanging on the walls of the secret room. The weak light barely illuminated the small space. The air was filled with a stale and musty smell, which made people feel a little uneasy.

In addition to the two of them, there were more than a dozen unfamiliar strangers. They sat together silently, forming a semicircular circle.

Everyone had a mysterious and solemn expression on their face, as if waiting for some sacred ceremony to begin.

Parker was a careful person. He looked around and found that there seemed to be one person missing from the party this time.

The last time he came here, he remembered that there was a young man named Norton sitting near the door, but he did not show up today.

A trace of doubt flashed through Parker's mind, but seeing that others seemed accustomed to this situation, he suppressed his uneasiness and decided to listen carefully to everyone's stories.

The party began and everyone spoke in turn, sharing their recent experiences and feelings.

However, Parker soon discovered that most of these speeches were trivial and meaningless topics.

Some people say that after they became mystics, their waist pains no longer existed, their feet no longer felt sore, and they no longer had shortness of breath. It was as if they were listening to an exaggerated advertisement.

Parker couldn't help but mutter to himself, these words sounded really ridiculous.

Anna was also speaking, her eyes sparkling with excitement and a confident smile on her face.

"I feel like I've become much more beautiful recently."

“My skin is smoother and my eyes are brighter,” she said.

When Parker heard this, he couldn't help but complain in his heart, isn't this his credit?

He took good care of Anna every day, exercising with her and making healthy food for her. Were all these efforts ignored?
Parker had come to this gathering with great anticipation; he hoped to hear some insightful speeches and gain some real insights about the mystics.

However, the current situation made him extremely disappointed, and this meaningless nonsense made him feel that he was completely wasting his time.

Just when Parker was feeling a little regretful, Priest Hansen's eyes fell on him.

Priest Hansen was an elderly man with gray hair and a serious face, and his eyes revealed an unfathomable wisdom.

"Parker, it's your turn."

Priest Hansen said, "Do you have anything to share with us? Or do you have any questions?"

Parker hesitated. He originally wanted to ask some questions, but seeing other people's reactions, he couldn't help but hesitate.

However, he quickly decided to go ahead with his original plan.

"Mr. Hansen."

Parker said, "I want to know how I can know that the potion in my body has been completely digested."

When Priest Hansen heard this question, he smiled slightly and nodded.

“Oh, that’s a good question.”

He said in a gentle but firm tone: "The digestion of potions is a complex and delicate process, and everyone's situation is different. Generally speaking, when you feel that your physical and mental state has reached a new peak and you can use the power of the potion more freely, it means that the potion has been fully digested."

After hearing Priest Hansen's answer, Parker felt a little relieved, but he was still a little confused.

"But how can I be sure that I have reached that peak?" he continued to ask.

Priest Hansen pondered for a while, then replied: "There is no fixed answer to this question. You need to experience and feel it yourself. You can judge through meditation, practice, and observing your own changes. The most important thing is to trust your intuition and feelings."

Parker nodded. He understood what Priest Hansen meant. He decided to meditate and practice more seriously when he returned, carefully observing his changes and looking for that peak.

After the party, Parker and Anna walked out of the dim secret room and were greeted by the fresh night breeze.

The night sky is dotted with countless stars, and the breeze blows gently, bringing a hint of coolness, as if telling them a new beginning.

Parker and Anna walked side by side on the quiet street, their footsteps sounding particularly clear in the night.

Parker felt a sense of relief, but at the same time he was filled with new doubts and expectations.

He knew that he still had a long way to go to become a true mystic.

"By the way, Anna, do you know how to advance to the next sequence after you have digested the potion?" Parker couldn't help but ask. The doubts in his heart made him unable to calm down.

Anna stopped and looked up at the starry sky, as if recalling something. She pondered for a moment and said slowly: "It seems that Priest Hansen said that we need to make a certain contribution before we can get the potion to advance to the next sequence from the headquarters." "Contribution? Why haven't I heard of this?" Parker frowned, feeling even more confused.

Anna sighed softly and explained, "You are still a newcomer now, and all the contributions you get will go to me, because I am the one who brought you into the church. When you pass the probation period and become a true believer, you will have your own contributions."

After hearing Anna's explanation, Parker suddenly understood.

He finally understood that the organizational structure of this church was not as loose as he had imagined.

Since there is a headquarters, it means there must be many branches. Maybe there are not only a dozen believers like them in New York City, there may be many priests like Mr. Hansen.

They each developed their own subordinates, extending downwards layer by layer, like a solid pyramid.

Anna didn't notice the change in Parker's expression and continued, "In addition to this, there are also the marks on our bodies. That is the bridge that allows us to communicate directly with the gods. It just requires the assistance of some rituals, just like when you first came to my house."

When Parker heard this, he couldn't help but fall into memories.

Anna was actually quite scary at that time. She actually cut her fingers and smeared blood on her face. I guess that was the so-called ritual.

"Anna, why didn't you tell me these things earlier?" Parker couldn't help but ask, with a hint of blame in his tone.

Anna glanced charmingly at Parker, whose face was flushed, and chuckled, "That's because someone always makes me exhausted and never gives me a chance to talk properly."

Parker's face turned even redder when he heard this, and he licked his lips, trying to suppress his urge.

There was a hint of teasing in Anna's smile that made his heart beat faster.

"Or, why don't you move out? Since you've started working, there's no need to live with your uncle and aunt anymore, right? Or, why not just move in with me?" Anna's voice was soft and warm, as if it carried some kind of magic that made people unable to refuse.

Parker's heart was beating fast. He knew how tempting Anna's proposal was, but he also understood that this was not an easy decision to make.

He shook his head, trying to calm himself down, and said, "I'll think about it again. At least I have to discuss it with them."

Anna nodded and said nothing more.

The two continued to walk forward, and in the night, their figures gradually disappeared around the corner of the street.

After sending Anna home, Parker didn't stay long and went straight back to his home.

Unfortunately, when he went up to the bedroom on the second floor, he seemed to hear some strange noises.

Parker was no longer the little kid he used to be. He returned to his room awkwardly, locked the door, lay on his narrow bed, stared at the ceiling above, and seriously thought about Anna's suggestion.

"It seems that I really have to move out, which is a good thing for me and Uncle Ben."

Parker has many secrets that he doesn't want Uncle Ben to discover. If he lives with them for a long time, there is no guarantee that they will not be discovered because Uncle Ben is an extremely powerful superhero.

He also didn't want Uncle Ben and Aunt May to be implicated because of his own affairs.

In addition, there are the marks on his body.

According to Anna, they can communicate with the will of the gods in the mark through some rituals, but whether they can get a response depends on the situation. Not everything can interest the gods.

But she heard from Priest Hansen that there was once a person who was directly rewarded with a bottle of magic potion by the gods because he sacrificed something through the mark.

Either way, it was different from what Parker encountered.

It seemed that he could easily enter the shadow wilderness. As long as he successfully passed the test in the tower, he could directly obtain the potion for promotion.

Therefore, he only needed to focus on digesting the potion in his body, and did not have to spend time accumulating contribution points like other people, which undoubtedly made things much easier.

Is this because I have received more grace and attention from the gods?
Parker took a deep breath, feeling both happy and fearful. Being noticed by such a powerful god is not necessarily a good thing.

No matter what, there's nothing wrong with becoming stronger.

He has a lot of experience in acting out tramps, and perhaps it won't be long before he's promoted.

At the same time, in the secret room where Parker and others were gathering, a man in a cloak knelt in front of Priest Hansen and begged bitterly: "Master Priest, I feel that I have completely digested it and am qualified to be promoted. Please agree to my request and let me go on the trial mission!"

Priest Hansen had a gentle look on his face. He looked down at the cloaked man in front of him and sighed, "Your contribution value is enough to complete the trial mission, but I still want to remind you that the trial mission is not that simple. Please think about it again."

"Don't think about it! I believe I can do it!"

"Oh, okay then."

Priest Hansen sighed, put his hand on the cloaked man's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Create a chaos involving hundreds of people. This is your trial mission."

(End of this chapter)