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

When Lin Ze and Paimon came, Tony was sitting at the desk looking at something. He was turning the pen in his hand around and looked absent-minded.

"You want to recruit people? Kid, the Avengers is not a good place."

Tony expressed his objection when he heard that Lin Ze wanted to introduce Scott Lang to the Avengers.

"The Avengers sound glamorous, but in reality they are just a few freaks who have to get together to run around and put out fires for the sake of ridiculous slogans like protecting the world."

"Ant-Man."

Tony thought for a moment, and the tip of his pen hit the desk with a crisp sound. "I remember now. Henry Jonathan Pym was someone who worked with the old man in SHIELD. It is said that he had a falling out with SHIELD a long time ago. Of course, he seemed to dislike the old man, but I think with the old man's personality, few people can stand him except Ms. Carter."

Lin Ze knew that the old man Tony was talking about was actually his father Howard, but Tony still had an impression of it even though it happened so long ago.

"Okay, stop looking at me like that. I have to know who you gave Howard's collection to."

Tony sighed helplessly when he saw Lin Ze looking at him thoughtfully. "I don't even know where the signal changer is hidden in the warehouse. Paimon is not a good liar. How could she have accidentally fallen for this toy?"

"That thing is probably only useful as a brick in Paimon's hands. What is she going to do with it? Build a building block?"

Tony threw the pen in his hand into the pen holder, stood up and walked to Lin Ze, who was so embarrassed that he dug his toes into the ground.

"Child, is there something you forgot to tell me? Oh! Oh! Don't worry, I'm just a little curious. Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't tell me, but I want to say that I happen to have time now."

Lin Ze looked at Tony, and the other party looked like a 'caring father'.

Tony's eyes were full of concern, which choked Lin Ze's words. He didn't know where to start.

"This cannot be explained in a few words. I have my reasons for wanting Ant-Man to join the Avengers. I hope to be able to be honest with everyone in a formal setting."

Lin Ze organized his words before continuing, "And Ant-Man joining is no small matter. Everyone must agree to it."

"In addition to Scott's matter, I have something very important to tell you all."

"Why don't I arrange a time for everyone to get together."

Tony raised his eyebrows: "Uh..."

"What's wrong Tony?"

Lin Ze noticed that Tony's tone was a little strange, and he asked in confusion.

"Huh? Nothing much. If you want to make it more formal, you can talk to Coulson and ask him to arrange a small meeting."

"But I guess we can't get everyone together now. Our Breaking Bad hero has taken his sister home to meet his parents, so he won't be back for a while."

Tony said and winked at Lin Ze.

"Eh?"

Lin Ze was a little confused for a moment: "Who did Thor bring home?"

"Jane Foster."

"?"

Lin Ze was a little surprised. In the movie, was Jane and Thor's relationship good enough to go home and meet their parents?

"Okay, okay, adult relationships are complicated. You'll understand when you have a girlfriend."

Tony patted Lin Ze on the shoulder and took out a few textured pieces of paper from his trouser pocket.

"Speaking of which, I don't know what you've been busy with these days, so I didn't bother you. Now that the issue between you and Little Ant has been resolved, why don't you go and relax together?"

Paimon came over to take a look, and Tony placed the ticket in the little guy's palm.

"Ah! What is this? It looks like an admission ticket."

Paimeng took a closer look and suddenly shouted excitedly:

"Hey! They're actually tickets for Yun Han Society's play!"

Lin Ze took the ticket from Paimeng and examined it: "It looks like Yunjin's Yunhan Society is really getting started."

This small theater ticket was beautifully made, and the features of the character on the ticket were vivid and lifelike. Lin Ze could tell at a glance that it was Yun Jin.

The text on the theater ticket is exquisitely written, concise, powerful and fluent. In addition to the flower characters, there is also English, so there is no need to worry that the audience will not understand it.

"Of course we have to go to Yunjin's play. By the way, besides us, are other people invited?"

After a little thought, Lin Ze knew that Yun Jin must have given out more than just these few tickets, and Tony's words confirmed his thoughts.

"They have both, but I don't know if they will go to watch it. Opera is a refined art form for flower growers, and some big, rough guys with only muscles may not be able to appreciate it."

Lin Ze: I suspect Tony is implying something about someone, but I have no evidence.

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midtown high school

"OK, so how can we find the linear acceleration between points A and B?"

"Peter."

When no one responded, the female teacher looked up at the back of the class, but only saw the top of the boy's head: "Peter!"

"呲呲."

Chubby Ned turned on the friend reminder using the Good Brothers encrypted communication.

The noise he made successfully brought Peter, who was immersed in the computer screen, to a state of relief.

"Oh! Oh! I'm listening."

Peter closed the computer screen, quickly glanced at the question on the blackboard, and soon came up with the answer:

"Uh...just multiply gravity by sine."

"correct."

The female teacher gave Peter a look that said "pay attention in class" and then let him go.

"Thanks brother."

Peter turned around and gave Ned a thumbs up, silently thanking him.

He looked at the clock hanging on the back wall of the classroom, then took out the receipt from his pocket to check the time.

The class time is really long.

Peter couldn't help but play finger piano on the desk.

His behavior caught one person's attention.

"You know, ADHD is evidence that your brain function is developmentally impaired to varying degrees."

Peter turned his head and saw Michelle Jones, who was sitting on the other side of the aisle, pointing the tip of her pen in his direction.

"MJ, I don't have ADHD, I'm just a little rushed."

Peter argued with his eyes wide open.

MJ didn't seem to care about his answer. She smiled at Peter, shrugged, and looked at the blackboard again with an indifferent look on her face.

Peter looked over to Ned, who pointed at MJ inconspicuously to his brother and spread his hands.

Ned smiled and shook his head.

Jingle Bell!

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Peter and Ned packed their bags as quickly as possible and rushed out of the classroom with their bags in their hands as if their butts were on fire.

During this time, Peter almost knocked down MJ in the aisle.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Peter stepped back a second before MJ fell to the ground, grabbed the strap of her shoulder bag and lifted it up.

"Sorry!!"

MJ had just stood up, and before she could react, Peter disappeared again.

"Huh, huh, did you bring your tickets?"

"They are all here. It's just in time for you to take the bus now."

Peter grabbed Ned's arm and ran as fast as he could. They had to catch the 7:10 bus in order not to be late. It was already 7:06, so they had to speed up.

"Hurry! Ned! The car is coming!"

Peter saw the bus stop at the platform from a distance, but he and Ned were still some distance away from the platform.

"Run!"

Although Ned had tried his best, his size meant that he was unable to do what he wanted.

Fortunately, there was Peter, a good brother, who saw that Ned was exhausted, so he immediately came to Ned, bent down, raised his legs, and started a 100-meter sprint while carrying his good brother.

Ned felt a flash before his eyes, and the whistling wind made his tears flow. When he opened his eyes again, he was already on the bus.

"Students, put in coins or swipe your cards, don't just stand there at the door."

The driver's words woke Ned up from his dream.

He quickly took out a coin from his pocket and threw it into the box. Then he looked inside the car and saw that Peter had found a seat and was waving at him.

"Hey! Peter, have you been lifting weights at home? You were so fast just now! In a flash, I didn't even see you clearly before you carried me to the car. You're fast enough to participate in the Olympics."

Ned said to Peter in surprise.

Ned wiped the big beads of sweat on his head with his sleeve, and then looked at Peter's face in confusion: "Aren't you tired? It's been several hundred meters from school to here, and you haven't sweated a drop."

Peter paused slightly when he heard Ned's question. "No, I just wiped it off. Besides, it's not that far. You're just too tired, so you think the road is far."

"is it?"

Ned tilted his head.

"Oh, let me look at the ticket again. Where are our seats?"

Ned said as he was about to open Peter's bag.

"and many more!"

Peter quickly protected his backpack. Under Ned's puzzled gaze, he opened his palm and said, "Here are the tickets. I took them out in advance."

"You scared me."

Ned didn't think too much about it, his attention was immediately drawn to the beautiful theater tickets.

Seeing that Ned's eyes were attracted by the theater tickets, Peter secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He put his schoolbag at his feet and kicked it into the seat.