The King of Fighters in the Marvel World

"It's really not vibranium. Although it is very similar, the biggest difference is that it is very heavy and more like a battery. The energy reserve is very scary," Dr. Hall explained seriously.

"Heavy" Ling Cheng recalled the way Bai Yuan held a stone in his hands.

"That's not cool anymore," Ling Cheng wailed.

"That's not right. Then how do you think that spaceship can fly?"

"This is what I still want to study. As long as I master the method of extracting the energy inside, then not only will it be no worse than vibranium, but it will be stronger." Dr. Hall's eyes flashed.

"How much are the reserves of this kind of ore?" Ling Cheng asked in anticipation.

"This is not very clear." Dr. Hall frowned.

"About an island." Dr. Hall added. He didn't want to make such an imprecise conclusion.

"What?" Ling Cheng asked uncertainly.

"An island. It's all below the soil where we stand." Dr. Hall looked at Ling Cheng's surprised look and expressed great satisfaction.

"I'm getting rich," Ling Cheng murmured.

"Yes, boss, you have made a fortune. Unfortunately, there is no other way to mine it except for the machines found on the two spaceships." Dr. Hall sighed.

Ling Cheng was splashed with a basin of cold water, but he came back to his senses and yelled at Dr. Hall.

"Then why are you still standing here and not studying?"

After saying that, Ling Cheng turned around and left with the three girls. As for whether his white ape friends worked hard or not, how hard a stone can work, it was all for building a beautiful home.

"Didn't that damn capitalist call me out?" Dr. Hall stood there with a wry smile.

"Mai Zhuo, pinch me and I'll see if I'm dreaming." Ling Cheng suddenly said.

"I can't do it." Mai Zhuo hesitated.

"I'll do it." Weisi's eyes lit up and she pinched Ling Cheng's waist fiercely.

"Try harder. Didn't you eat?" Ling Cheng's current physique and Wei Si's deliberate retention of hands really didn't make any sense.

"It hurts." Ling Cheng hurriedly slapped Wei Si's hand on his waist and said with a smile.

"Boss, you seem to be in a good mood. Is that mine so good?" Mai Shiranui jumped up to Ling Cheng and asked in confusion.

"That's not a mine. That's money. We don't have to live a miserable life in the future. We won't be short of money if we eat a pack of potato chips and throw away a pack." Ling Cheng said happily.

"It's such a pity to throw it away, I can eat it." Mai Shiranui said with a pained face, and gave Ling Cheng a roll of the eyes. It's a joke, but don't make it about the potato chips.

"Anyway, we have a mine at home." Ling Cheng concluded. He now feels a little drifting when walking. Why does Black Panther rely on the mine at home? Now he also has one, although the level of development is one hundred thousand less than that of Wakanda. Eight thousand miles away, but isn’t it a matter of time?

So happy, I feel like my life has arrived, I feel like my life has reached its peak

Ling Cheng, who was in high spirits that night, not only relived his old dream with Mai Zhuo, but also tricked Mai Shiranui into the room in the name of checking her health. Mai Shiranui, blushing, dragged Wei Si in because Wei Si was definitely fatter than herself. house.

Link after link, the three girls were tacitly understood to be sleeping with each other by Ling Cheng. This night, there was a lot of artillery fire, and three scores were scored. The moon in the sky was ashamed and hid behind the clouds.

Everyone else was living on the spaceship, so it was natural that there were only four of them on the passenger plane, which was a bit more arrogant. But what Lingcheng didn't know was that the three women's voices that sounded like crying and laughing made the white apes resting nearby become restless. After a rustling sound, various collision sounds were also heard in the forest. Indirectly, it helped the reproduction of the white ape race.

The next day, the messy room was full of underwear, four people were crowded on the small bed, and Ling Cheng was sandwiched between three attractive bodies like a sandwich.

Ling Cheng finally pulled away and found three pairs of bright big eyes staring straight at him. I really didn't think much about it at the time, but now that I think about it, it's still quite embarrassing. Ling Cheng touched his nose a little embarrassed.

"Did you sleep well last night?" Ling Cheng said awkwardly.

"The bed is too small." Mai Zhuo raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Restrain your hands and feet," Weiss said dryly.

"Bad review, my breasts were crushed and I had difficulty breathing," Mai Shiranui said with a dissatisfied look on her face.

"Well, how about I buy a big bed today?" Ling Cheng asked for advice.

"How many people do you want to sleep on in this bed?" Mai Zhuo said quietly.

"No need, I still feel comfortable sleeping alone." Weiss curled her lips.

"It's better to buy some snacks. The boss wants to check your body every day," Mai Shiranui said pretending to be stupid.

The woman's heart was at a loss for words. Ling Cheng felt that even though he knew the three women, he still couldn't figure them out. The revolution had not yet succeeded, and comrades still needed to work hard.

At this time, a bell rang, saving Ling Cheng from his embarrassing situation.

"Hey," Ling Cheng said, taking the cell phone handed over by Mai Zhuo.

"Master, it's me, Peter." The frustrated voice of Little Spider came from the other side.

"What's wrong?" Ling Cheng asked concerned.

"Master, I'm heartbroken," Little Spider said sadly.

"When did you fall in love?" Ling Cheng felt that he didn't care enough for Little Spider. Has he ever been in love?

There was a sound of deep breathing coming from the other side of the phone.

"I saw my goddess dating someone else today." Spider-Man explained.

"Tch, grab it back." Ling Cheng thought something big had happened.

"But, my goddess might not even know who I am." Little Spider said distressedly.

"If you go, won't she already know who you are? How do you know she hasn't paid attention to you if you haven't chased her? Can you think of the time when you were Spider-Man?" Ling Cheng asked in return.

"Really, can I?" Little Spider thought, and it really made sense.

"Believe in yourself and you can do it." Ling Cheng smiled.

"But I don't dare." Little Spider said immediately frustrated.

"Master, are you still listening?" Little Spider asked again when he heard several women's laughter coming from the other side but there was no reply from Ling Cheng.

Ling Cheng's head was full of black streaks at the moment, and even the three girls eavesdropping on the side made the little spider laugh. In fact, Ling Cheng was also very troubled by this issue. Even in his previous life, he had no experience in dealing with women. Otherwise, why would he call himself a straight man? But at least he knew that you must have confidence when chasing girls, especially girls you really love, right?

"Let me ask you, do you think you are ugly?" Ling Cheng organized his speech and said.

"I don't think I'm ugly. Sometimes I ask the electric fan if I'm ugly. It shakes its head all night long." Little Spider said seriously.

"Don't listen to it, it knows how to blow," Ling Cheng said immediately. As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Ling Cheng was embarrassed to find that these words seemed to be a bit inconsistent with his original intention.