Original God plus Marvel: Meet Thanos and start calling for help

"Qiqi, call me back after you meet Tony to let him know you're safe."

Lin Ze carried a big bag of toys and clothes that Qiqi used every day, and took the girl's hand to the top floor of Stark Building, where a helicopter was parked. The people arranged by Tony would first take Qiqi to the airport, and then fly to Nepal on a special plane.

“…I remember.”

Qiqi nodded obediently.

They walked up to the helicopter and one of them jumped out.

"Qiqi, little friend, I'm here to pick you up."

The man walked up to Lin Ze and took the bags from his hands.

"Sam? Why is it you?" Lin Ze was a little surprised.

Isn't this his good friend Falcon whom he met during the operation to defeat Hydra? Why did he come to Tony to make extra money?

Sam looked so cool in a black windbreaker and a pair of sunglasses.

He took off his sunglasses and said hello to Lin Ze: "Da Da~ Surprise? Anyway, I have nothing to do at home, and Stark happened to ask me if I could escort Qiqi. He also said that he would help me upgrade the mechanical wings when he comes back, so here I am."

"So there is this kind of relationship. Then we'll leave Qiqi in your hands."

"Don't worry, that's all the stuff you have. I haven't forgotten anything. It will be too late to find out that I didn't bring anything after I leave."

Sam carried Qiqi onto the plane, put headphones on the little girl, fastened her seat belt, and jumped on himself.

"No more, no more. Qiqi doesn't have much stuff, just a few clothes. If she wants to drink something, there's coconut milk in her bag. She only eats this and can't eat anything else."

Lin Ze gave detailed instructions: "There's nothing else to say. Just remember to let me know when you get there. Sorry for the trouble."

\"Got it!\" Sam waved his hand: \"Let's go, bye~\"

After saying that, the helicopter slowly took off and flew into the sky.

Lin Ze looked at the time and it was already half past twelve.

He stood there, looking into the distance. The helicopter flew away and gradually turned into a black shadow until it disappeared from sight.

After sending Qiqi away, Lin Ze turned around and left the rooftop.

"Sent away?"

Zhongli heard the voice and turned around to ask.

Lin Ze hummed, sat on the sofa and looked at the man: "Mr. Zhongli, will you come back to Wanmin Hall with me later or stay here? Tony has arranged for the robot to clean up a room specially reserved for you. You can live here or go to Wanmin Hall. There is room for both."

"Then I will go to the Hall of All Peoples with the traveler. I am new here and I am not familiar with Mr. Tony, so I will not bother you here. Please thank him for his hospitality on my behalf."

Zhongli said politely.

Lin Ze thought about it and agreed. Given Tony’s liveliness, Zhongli probably wouldn’t be able to get used to his lifestyle living here.

"Okay, then let's not stay here tonight and go back to Wanmin Hall directly."

"it is good."

Seeing Zhongli agreed, Lin Ze went back to the room and picked up some clothes and daily necessities. He opened the closet and picked out a few colorful and beautiful dresses that Tony had bought for Paimon, put them into his backpack, zipped it up and walked out.

"Paimon? Paimon! Where are you? We are leaving, come back!"

Lin Ze looked around the house but didn't see anyone. He called out twice but received no response.

Zhongli followed him out, and seeing him looking around for someone, he couldn't help but remind him: "Paimon is in the kitchen downstairs."

"Huh? What is she doing in the kitchen?"

Lin Ze took Zhongli to the kitchen in confusion.

When we arrived at the kitchen, we saw the little guy Paimon directing the robot to put cakes into takeaway boxes.

The take-away boxes on the table were piled up into a small hill, which looked quite spectacular.

Seeing Lin Ze, Paimeng happily ran over and pulled him: "Traveler, come here! Come and help me get it."

"Paimon, I said to pack the necessities. Are these your necessities?"

Lin Ze looked at the packing box and asked with a somewhat amused look.

Paimon crossed his fingers awkwardly and chuckled twice: "Hey, don't be so stingy. At most I can give you half when we eat. Traveler, take it quickly. I can't fly with the cake on my shoulders."

Lin Ze shook his head helplessly, hung the bag in his right hand on his left wrist, freed his hand and walked forward to take it, but was beaten to it by Zhongli who was standing next to him.

"Let me do it, traveler. You have other things to carry. This little weight is nothing to me."

As Zhongli spoke, he picked up the packed boxes and walked out of the kitchen slowly with graceful steps.

Lin Ze looked at his back and suddenly felt like something hit his heart.

Hiss...men of action are really handsome.

"What are you standing there for, traveler? Let's go."

Paimon waved at him.

Lin Ze came back to his senses and quickly followed with Paimeng.

......

Wanmintang

"Well, I've got permission from your bosses, Diluk and Kaeya. If you have any trouble here in the future, just come to me."

Tartaglia sat leisurely in the private room and spoke to Da Mi.

Da Mi nodded gratefully. He had an impression of Tartaglia. This "young master" was a friend of the bosses and Chef Xiangling.

Although Chef Xiangling said that she had already mastered the dish, Da Mi was always not confident in her cooking skills and was worried every day that diners would complain.

However, there have been no problems with diners in the past few months, and Wanmin Tang's business is as good as ever. However, competitors who are jealous of Wanmin Tang's business are starting to get restless.

It is estimated that the news of the two big bosses' absence leaked out, and when they saw that Wanmin Hall had no one in charge, they began to have evil thoughts.

"Mr. Dadalia, recently there have been people from the 'relevant departments' coming to Wanmin Hall for 'inspections', finding fault every few days. A few days ago, they demanded that we be forced to close because the toilets in our store did not have a special distinction for the third gender."

"Last week, they accused Wanmintang of deceiving customers because our tripe had no hair on it and wanted to fine us. I explained to them that tripe is just like this and that it doesn't have to have hair to be called tripe, but they didn't listen. In order to run the business normally, I had to admit defeat and later removed all the dishes."

Da Mi became more and more excited as he spoke.

He was under a lot of pressure at work and was worried every day, fearing that something might go wrong at Wanmin Hall.

Since the chef and the boss entrusted Wanmin Hall to him, they trust him and he cannot let everyone down.

Wanmin Hall's business is so booming, but if these people continue to inspect it at this rate, problems will arise even if there are no problems.

After hearing what Da Mi said, Tartaglia raised his eyebrows and snorted unhappily: "There are actually such things. It seems that we need to teach them a lesson."

"Sir, who are you going to teach a lesson to?"

As soon as Lin Ze entered the door, he heard what Tartaglia said.

He walked into the room and asked, "What's going on?"

\"Just some clowns, don't pay any attention to them.\"

Tartaglia replied to Lin Ze lightly. He looked at the person who walked into the box and waved:

"Mr. Zhongli~Long time no see."

Although it was a joking tone, Tartaglia's eyes were full of smiles, and the words "Mr. Zhongli" were called softly and playfully.

Tartaglia looked at Zhongli from top to bottom. When he saw what Zhongli was holding in his hand, he was stunned at first, and then delighted.

He took two steps forward, took the mountain-like box from the man, and said with some surprise:

"Oh, Mr. Zhongli, you are so polite. Why did you come if you wanted to? Why did you bring a gift? Let me see you!"

"What is this? It's actually my favorite cake!"

While pretending to be happy, Tartaglia secretly wondered: Why does Mr. Zhongli like to eat sweets? Was my previous information wrong?

"I....."

Zhong Li opened his mouth to explain, but was interrupted by the other party again.

"Thank you Mr. Zhongli, I like it very much."

Tartaglia happily held the cake and smiled brightly: "I will enjoy it."

Zhongli looked at the young master's smile and swallowed back the words he wanted to say, leaving only one sentence:

"...As long as you like it."

"Traveler, could you please come out for a moment? I have something to ask you." Looking at Tartaglia happily carrying the cake and looking for a place to put it, Zhongli held his forehead helplessly and called Lin Ze out.

......

"Eh? Where's Zhongli? Where did he go with my 'necessities'?"

After Paimeng came back from a big meal in the kitchen of Wanmin Hall, he didn't find his dessert, so he asked Lin Ze where Zhongli was.

"Ah, he's back at Stark Tower."

"Why are you going back again? Where's my cake?" Paimon asked puzzledly.

"Oh, cake... um... sorry Paimon... Zhongli just felt a little hungry, so I wanted him to have a taste of our cake, so I ate a few bites with him."

Lin Ze thought hard and could hardly make up a story: "I didn't expect that we accidentally ate all of Paimeng's cake. Zhongli felt a little embarrassed, so he went back to the building and said he would bring you some more cake as compensation."

\"Ah?! Is that so?\"

Paimon was very surprised: "I didn't expect Zhongli to be such a big eater! That's what Paimon eats in a day, but... the cake is really delicious, so it's understandable that he accidentally ate too much. Humph, Traveler, you too, just now you blamed me for bringing too much cake, your body is not very honest."

She nodded, thinking she had grasped the point: "However, Zhongli is a really nice person. He went back all the way just for me."

"Yes, someone is very lucky today. He met a kind-hearted god."

Lin Ze breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this little guy was simple, otherwise he would not know how to continue the story.

(Tartaria hid in the house and scraped a piece of cream with a fork and put it in her mouth: Mmm... so sweet...)

(While eating, he complained: Hiss... I didn't expect Mr. Zhongli to have such a side...)

Just when Tartaglia was eating secretly and Zhongli went back to get the cake, a man came down from the Wanmin Hall.

His clothes were somewhat messy, his red eyes were hanging on his unshaven face, and his whole body was filled with fatigue that could not be concealed.

Dami came out to greet the guests, but was caught red-handed by him.

"Guest, what are you doing?"

"Excuse me... your boss knows the priest named Barbara, right? I want to ask them where Reverend Barbara is? I want to ask her to heal my hand..."

The man raised his trembling hands, with a pleading look in his eyes:

"I really... badly need treatment, please."