American Comics: Opening Guidance Batman

"Are you sure you're really okay?"

Thor, who was standing at the door, looked at Eddie carefully. Eddie looked very bad now. His hair seemed to have not been washed for a few days, and it had become a mess. The sweater he was wearing seemed to be a famous brand. , but many places have been hooked, not to mention the jacket, there is dirty oil on one side of the sleeve.

Thor has been wandering in Hell's Kitchen these days and has seen many homeless people. There is no sense of disobedience to Eddie's image joining the homeless group.

Seeing that his neighbors had become like this, Thor was embarrassed to talk about his disturbing problems. He could only say: "If you need help, I'm right next door..."

"Damn it! I'm not a bum!" Eddie, apparently seeing the sympathy in Thor's eyes, hammered the door jamb and said, "I just..."

He had just spit out a syllable, but suddenly swayed back and hit the entrance behind him. The water glass on the entrance fell to the ground and shattered. He looked back and scolded: "Damn, why..."

Then he slammed to the left, his head hitting the door frame again, and then like a marionette, he staggered back a few steps, and ran to the pool to vomit.

Thor can't stand idly by now, even if it's not to help him, but also to keep his hard-to-find house from being destroyed, he can only walk into Eddie's room to see what happened to him.

Eddie's house was a mess. There were several boxes of documents and sundries piled up at the door. At first glance, they were hurriedly cleaned up. The large and small objects were piled up in no order, and it looked like they would collapse at any time.

Thor stretched his legs and walked over the documents, and found a bunch of machines he didn't recognize on his left hand, some messy brackets, some like cannons.

Thor has lived in the human world for so many days, and he probably understands that, but all the machines he doesn't know should be very expensive, and if they break it, they won't be able to pay for it, so he bypassed the left and came to the sofa on the right. place.

There are piles of clothes on the sofa, the most conspicuous of which are a few suits wrapped in dust covers, which look different from other clothes. Even if Thor can't tell what kind of human clothes are, he can still see them. Out, the workmanship of these suits is much better than the others.

Going in again, it is the suitcase spread out on the ground. Obviously, this man named Eddie was kicked out, and his suitcase was also in a mess, and many things were piled up before they could be taken out. in the box.

Stepping over the suitcase again and entering the kitchen, Thor saw Eddie crouching on the ground with his back against the cupboard. He seemed to have completely collapsed, his eyes were dull, and his mouth was murmuring.

Eddie saw a huge shadow appear in front of him. As soon as he looked up, he saw the tall Thor looking at him with concern. He opened his mouth and looked like he wanted to ask for help, but then he felt that he wanted to. The words were too absurd, but nothing was said.

"Or I'll take you to the hospital." Thor said to Eddie with his head down. "You look really sick."

With that said, Thor turned around and walked out, as if he wanted to make a phone call. Eddie quickly got up, grabbed him and said, "No! Don't go! I don't have the money to pay for the ambulance anymore!"

"But you look really bad." Thor turned and pointed to Eddie's face. "You're the most haggard human being I've ever seen, don't you have a mirror? Don't you look after yourself? "

Eddie sighed deeply, he walked slowly to the sofa, pushed aside the messy clothes, and said, "You are from Texas, right? Sit down, I have nothing to entertain you, Bring those two cans of beer next to the box."

Thor stood there and glanced at him. Although he didn't know Earthlings, he still had the basic ability to distinguish. He could see that this man was not a tramp, but came here for no apparent reason. , he clearly has a story to tell.

Thor looked up and looked out the window. It was still early. The warehouse was working in three shifts. It was not yet time for him to go to work. He was also idle when he was idle. Thor obeyed Eddie and walked from the side of his suitcase. Get two cans of beer, walk across the sofa and sit down, give Eddie one, and put the other in front of him.

Of course he knew about wine. When he was working in the warehouse, the boss would take care of a meal, while Thor was on the night shift. After the shift, the workers would invite him to drink draft beer.

Earth's wine is a little too weak for Thor, but it's better than nothing, so on his first day in his new home, he also went to the surrounding stores to buy a few bottles of beer to stock up.

Eddie opened the can and took two sips of beer. Thor waved at him and said, "Don't be like this, you can see that you don't drink bars often? I have a bloated stomach, and I won't be able to drink it later."

"Wait?" Eddie smiled bitterly and said, "I only have these two cans of beer. How long do you think it will last?"

"It doesn't matter, I still have a few bottles, and I'll bring them to you later." Thor didn't care, he had sharpened his bold temperament after a long battle, Eddie watched his movements and said, "You should be retired from the army. Right? I can see that you should have fought a war."

Thor raised his eyebrows. It was the first time someone said that to him. He said to Eddie, "You shouldn't be an ordinary person either. No one has seen my identity before."

Hearing his admission, Eddie took a closer look. He said, "Looking at your physical fitness, you should be an elite of the special forces. Which army are you? Why didn't you become an instructor?"

Thor waved his hand and didn't plan to go on. After so many days, he also discovered that bragging about his achievements on Earth would only be regarded as a lunatic, and he would lose his job.

Thor still didn't take ordinary humans seriously, so he didn't need them to affirm his achievements, so if anyone asked later, he just said goodbye and remained silent.

"Well, I know you have confidentiality regulations, so I won't ask." Eddie took another sip of wine and said, "In that case, your mouth should be very strict, maybe it's okay to tell you."

"How on earth did you make yourself like this?"

Thor looked around the room, and he said, "You also have a lot of valuable things in this room. You must have been rich before, right? How could it be like this?"

Speaking of this, Eddie sighed deeply again, and with the strength of the wine, he opened the chatterbox.

"What I'm going to say next may be amazing, and you might think I'm crazy, but it's what it is."

Eddie took a sip of beer and squeezed the beer can tightly with his fingers, the veins protruding on the back of his hand.

"I was originally a reporter, and I was the top one. I won many awards, interviewed many celebrities, and many well-known reports came from me. When I did my best, even the editor-in-chief looked at my face. ."

Eddie snapped the beer can onto the coffee table, and continued: "But just a month ago, everything changed."

He squeezed the beer can tighter and tighter, and the foam on the surface of the beer poured out from the mouth of the can. Under the dim light, it shone with a gorgeous luster. Eddie's eyes stared at the luster, and his thoughts began to drift back to a months ago.

"Morning, Eddie."

"Morning, what's the matter? You seem to have something to say?" Eddie looked at his colleague, and the colleague who greeted him came over and said in a low voice, "The editor-in-chief is looking for you, he seems very angry, you better pay attention point."

After finishing speaking, the colleague patted him on the shoulder and left. Eddie held the document, the camera hung on his chest, and pushed open the glass door of the editor-in-chief's office.

The editor-in-chief was on the phone, saw Eddie come in, glanced at him, hung up the phone, knocked on the table, motioned for Eddie to come over, he said, "Eddie, did you read the Daily Bugle yesterday?"

"Uh, no, what happened to them?"

"Their new issue of the paper sold out, and so did the magazine, and they put out an issue of the New York Freaks, with high-resolution photos of Spider-Man and Iron Man, and live photos of their bravery, and a reporter even had a chat with him. Spider-Man caught up and confirmed that Spider-Man was really just a high school student."

"On the contrary, the last issue of our newspaper sold poorly and people were not interested in any river construction projects at all."

"Eddie, I know you're a well-known reporter, but you've gone too far recently. People don't care what projects those rich guys are going to start, it has nothing to do with them, they just want to watch the high-definition of those New York vigilantes. Handsome photos, and their amazing gossip..."

"I know..." The editor-in-chief stretched out his hand to reassure Eddie and said, "I know this kind of news is not your forte, but we have to keep our heads down on sales. If we can't make some big news, this season's performance will be too ugly. I'm afraid there will be a pay cut."

Eddie heard the threat in the editor's tone~www.NovelMTL.com~ He said helplessly: "Did we not have the upper hand in the previous vampire incident?"

"That was a few months ago. For our industry, it's more than a few centuries old, and we have to find a new breaking point!"

"By the way, do you know the immortality factor that has been hot recently?"

"I've heard of it, but I don't know much about it."

"That's okay. Tomorrow I have an appointment with Drake, the boss of the Life Foundation. You are responsible for interviewing him and talking to him about the immortality factor."

"The Life Foundation claims that they have found a better way to extract the immortality factor, and the effect is faster and the effect is more significant. They also invited a lot of experiencers, and the feedback is very good. Drake has recently turned red and purple."

The editor-in-chief waved his fist and said, "We must seize this opportunity. If this interview becomes popular, it will not only overwhelm the Daily Bugle, but maybe we will also have the opportunity to test the magical immortality factor potion?"

"Come on, Eddie, your career will hit a new high."