I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

There are still disadvantages to staying up late and driving.

Martha was drowsy.

Martha almost fell asleep when John noticed.

"Where have you been?"

"Sir, keep going for six hours to Sokovia."

moss is always online.

"Sokovia?" Hearing this familiar name, John said, "Get some rest."

Martha nodded drowsily, then lay down on the steering wheel and fell asleep.

John silently looked at Martha who was still stepping on the accelerator. He took out his wand and knocked on the car window.

Except for the Martha's seat, all other seats were moving backwards, and the entire car began to flip infinitely.

The originally small space becomes larger and larger after each flip.

In the end, it directly became a space of ten square meters.

John raised his hand and pulled out the car keys.

Open the car door, this is a forest.

If you drive further you can see a city.

He stepped on the grass and walked forward looking at the stars.

The wild grass grew rapidly, weaving into a green seat behind him.

Martha slept soundly after being exhausted, and the steering wheel became as soft as a pillow.

The long-lost pillow made her drool.

The only pity is that the seat is stained with the blood of the Forbidden Demon and cannot be enlarged.

"Crap."

Just as her saliva was about to hit the steering wheel, she woke up and sucked it back.

Wiping the saliva from the corner of her mouth, she subconsciously looked for her glasses.

After realizing that she no longer needed to wear glasses, she rubbed her eyes.

"Shall we go?" she asked.

got no response.

Blinking, she looked back.

She was stunned by the vast space.

Fortunately, she was used to these novel things, and she looked out the window.

In this war-torn country, only the sky remains beautiful.

John sat alone under the stars.

He did nothing but sat quietly.

The silver ring on his right hand is ordinary. No one would associate it with a divine weapon that could destroy heaven and earth at first sight.

Next to the silver ring, the oval alexandrite is even more gorgeous.

Inside the gem, a snake that bites its tail and turns is looming.

"Don't you want to continue sleeping for a while?" John didn't need to look back, he knew that Martha had woken up.

Martha angrily retracted her hand that was ready to attack.

"Aren't you going to sleep, Mr. Wick?"

"I don't need sleep." John raised his hand casually, and the wild grass grew beside him, weaving a new seat.

Martha sat on it. She listened to John's words and thought about it carefully.

In her mind, John never seemed to fall asleep.

Even though he felt uncomfortable due to the magic blood, John just squinted his eyes and did not sleep.

It was not the first time Martha had seen someone who didn't need sleep.

She said with some envy: "That's great, you can live the full 24 hours."

"Okay?" John smiled and looked up at the stars, "Don't you think that's weird?"

"Why is it strange?" Martha was puzzled.

John said; "Dreams are the breeding ground for human fantasy."

"Fantasy ideas, familiar scenes, and glimpses of the future."

There is a shooting star in the sky.

"In the East, there is a story about a dream."

"The time of dreams is very strange. Sometimes it allows you to stay in it for a minute, but when you wake up, a day has passed. Sometimes you spend life, old age, illness and death in it, but it only lasts a moment."

John shook his head slightly, "Those who are unable to dream lose the qualifications for fantasy. What they see are real things and what they hear are real words."

"Look over there," John pointed at the shooting star. "In my alma mater, Hogwarts, there is a method of observing the stars for divination."

"But I will never use it for divination." John's voice was filled with emotion. "I already live in reality and don't want to know too much about the future."

Martha listened quietly. She quietly turned her head and looked at the focused and unruffled side face.

He is an old-fashioned person, but he is just a person with the childish appearance of a high school student.

It's just that the first reaction of many people when they see it is that they are preconceived by its unique temperament.

He can be a teacher, a husband, or a boss.

But he can't be a child, he can't be a teenager, and he can't be protected.

Because people without dreams are destined to abandon their illusions.

Martha looked at John absentmindedly.

Her feelings for John were simple.

At first, she just wanted to find a blood food that would make her feel comfortable.

This food is a wolf in sheep's clothing, but underneath the wolf's clothing is a good man who transforms himself back into a human.

She was very grateful to John, who gave her a second life.

And he took himself in and began to control his abilities in school.

John never asked for anything.

It seemed like it was a matter of course for him to pay for everything.

As Martha watched, she was suddenly shaken.

She looked and saw John's ring.

The ouroboros inside rotates like endless time.

"You care about this?"

John's voice brought Martha back to reality.

She blushed, and then thought that John could read minds. She was very embarrassed, after all, she was caught staring at the other person's ring.

"Don't worry, it's not mind reading." John smiled casually, "I don't use Legilimency on people around me."

"A world that is too real can make people scared."

John took off the alexandrite ring and handed it to Martha.

Martha was at a loss.

"I'm just lending it to you, not giving it to you." John said speechlessly, "I'm not that generous."

Hearing this, Martha smiled and took the ring.

The ouroboros spinning inside the ring released its tail from its mouth and began to swim.

"What's going on?" Martha was at a loss. She couldn't have broken it herself, could she?

This thing looks so expensive, I can't afford it even if I sell it myself.

She wanted to cry without tears.

John raised his eyebrows, "That means you don't have enough time left to make it spin."

The snake coiled up and spit its core at Martha.

Although there is no sound, it looks surprisingly cute.

Martha touched tentatively, and the snake flapped its tail angrily, as if to drive her fingers away.

For the first time, she thought cold-blooded snakes could be so interesting.

"gentlemen."

Moss's voice sounded, breaking this slightly warm time.

John took out his phone, and the red dot lit up on the camera.

"Mr. Stark and Mr. Banner conducting experiments."

John asked: "What experiment?"

Moss was silent for a while.

"Make a me."

...

new York.

In Avengers Tower.

Banner and Tony are working on the regeneration cradle in full swing.

They want to input Jarvis's data into the body that originally belonged to Ultron.

"The genetic data set is 97%, so you have to upload that schematic within 3 minutes."

Banner set everything up.

Two of the best geniuses in the world work together, twice as fast.

It was at this time that Steve came back.

He didn't come back alone, he brought two people with him.

Two former enemies.

...