Marvel's Secret Technique of Cultivation

Manhattan, on the rooftop of a building.

Wayne looked at Fang Bi walking out of the teleportation gate and cursed: "Why do you want to ask me to meet on the top of such a high building? I don't have your teleportation spell. Do you know how difficult it is for me to climb up?"

Fang Bi didn't pay attention to Wayne's complaints. He calmly walked to the guardrail and took in a panoramic view of the entire city. He said in a deep voice, "Don't you feel that connecting on the rooftop is very ritualistic?"

Wayne grinned and said with a sneer: "I don't feel any sense of ritual, I just feel it's silly."

Fang Bi rolled his eyes at Wayne and said, "Is there any news that you don't know how to appreciate the dragon bones?"

"There is no news. There is a problem without the intelligence you gave me. There is no Defenders in Hell's Kitchen, only Daredevil."

Speaking of which, Wayne was still a little angry. He almost turned the entire Hell's Kitchen upside down in order to find the Defenders. He also stepped on the faces of many gang bosses and asked them if they knew where the Defenders were. In the end, I found out that there was no such thing. It was as if I had a mental illness.

Fang Bi was also helpless. He had never watched any Marvel TV series, but he only vaguely knew that there was such an alliance of street heroes that dug up the dragon's bones. However, the specific process and time of occurrence are not known, otherwise Wayne would not be asked to investigate.

"Well, you also know that I found out through a method similar to divination. Maybe this alliance has not been established yet. You need to be more patient and pay more attention to street heroes. It is best to become familiar with them so that you can sneak in and find them later. Dragon bone." Fang Bi started to fool around seriously.

"It seems that the only street hero in Hell's Kitchen is Daredevil. By the way, in the past two days, there has been another man wearing a helmet and able to control metal who has been active in Hell's Kitchen, and he has a seven or eight-year-old girl with him."

"Who is his name?" Fang Bi asked curiously. He felt that the figure who could control metal and wear a helmet seemed familiar.

"I don't know, but I'll keep an eye on it." Wayne shook his head, and then said, "I'm being targeted by SHIELD. If they investigate carefully, they can easily associate it with you."

Fang Bi didn't care about this and said: "It's expected, as long as your identity is not exposed. Even if they guess it, so what, I won't admit it without evidence."

After the two separated, Fang Bi returned to the store slightly disappointed.

Fang Bi is still eager to practice the secret skills of the dragon system. It would be better if he could make a mighty dragon. Regardless of whether it's powerful or not, just those few slogans can make people's blood boil.

It's a pity that the Dragon Bone doesn't know when it will be born, and the whereabouts of the magician named Sun Long are also unknown. Fang Bi's desire to practice the secret skills of the dragon system may be far away.

Just when Fang Bi was stunned, Melinda walked into Fang Bi's shop carrying a lunch box.

"Ms. Melinda, is there anything wrong with the store?"

This Chinese woman named Melinda has since rented Fang Bi's shop, turned the supermarket into a Chinese restaurant, and came to Fang Bi every day with excuses about gas, water, electricity and fire protection. She came to Fang Bi with all these messy problems. It made him feel a little irritated, but since he was a tenant, the landlord really needed help with these problems.

Melinda shook her head, gestured to the lunch box in her hand, and said with a smile: "Of course not, I'm here to thank you for your help before, so that my restaurant can open so quickly, so I brought some that I made with my own hands." I’ll give you a taste of the Chinese food.”

When Fang Bi heard that they were delivering food to him, he immediately became interested. He quickly took the lunch box and opened it. He saw a portion of braised pork ribs, a portion of seasonal vegetables, and a thick soup. It was even more exquisite than the snacks from Sha County. Just click. But it was someone's sincere thought, so Fang Bi naturally didn't dislike it. He took a few bites and praised it politely.

While watching Fang Bi try the dishes, Melinda pretended to ask casually: "I didn't see you in the store before, and the store door was still open. If you have something to do and leave temporarily next time, you can ask me to help you pay attention. Otherwise it can be easily stolen.”

Fang Bi also lied and said without drafting: "I just went upstairs to get a book. It won't take long, so I didn't close the door. I must pay attention to it in the future, and I will trouble you more."

"No trouble, we are all neighbors, and you are still my landlord. I will definitely be happy to help with this little thing."

The two chatted for a while, and after Fang Bi finished eating, Melinda returned to the restaurant with her lunch box. Melinda came to Fang Bi not really to thank him, but to test Fang Bi. She agreed to Colson's request last night, and of course she would pay attention to Fang Bi's movements.

But not long after Melinda left, she saw Fang Bi closing the store door, and suddenly she glared angrily, secretly cursing Fang Bi for doing it on purpose.

Of course, the reason why Fang Bi closed the door was not to anger Melinda, but to go to the basement. It has been many days since Fang Bi obtained the vibranium, and it was time to start making magical weapons.

Based on the characteristics of vibranium, the first magical weapon that Fang Bi thought of was a bell, which could not only be used for defense, but also could emit sonic attacks.

Fang Bi turned his hand and summoned a white flame, slowly wrapped the vibranium, and it was quickly fused into a pool of liquid, and then slowly shaped into a palm-sized ancient bell, and then carved the formation runes.

After half a day, Fang Bi put away the white flame and wiped the sweat from his head. After working on the formation for several hours, even though I had unlimited power, I still felt mentally exhausted.

The white flame used by Fang Bi is also a specialized weapon refining secret technique that can perfectly blend and shape any material.

After finishing everything, it was already early in the morning. When Fang Bi returned home, he saw Li Hui asleep on the sofa in the living room, holding a newspaper in his hand.

Fang Bi walked quietly to Li Hui and wanted to put some clothes on her, but he didn't expect that she would wake up before he got close to her.

"Why did you fall asleep on the sofa?" Fang Bi asked with some concern.

Li Hui rubbed his eyes, stood up and relaxed, to refresh himself, and then said, "Maybe it's because I've been too tired from work recently."

Only then did Fang Bi notice that there was an animal claw mark on Li Hui's right arm, and asked with some confusion: "What's wrong with your arm?"

"Oh, it's okay. I just accidentally scratched it a little in the laboratory. I've already disinfected it." Li Hui said nonchalantly.

"Are you doing experiments on animals? This is not a small problem. Who knows what kind of viruses may be found in the laboratory. No, let's go to the hospital now." After Fang Bi finished speaking, he took Li Hui to the hospital for examination regardless of her objections.

"Also, you need to take a rest. I feel that your mental state has been very bad recently."