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"Hi, manager."

"Wake up."

Parker shook the unconscious Juan hard and tried for a long time to wake him up.

"This is……"

As soon as Juan woke up, he saw that each refugee was holding a can of instant food in his hand and eating it with relish.

He remembered that when Parker handed over the supplies to him last night, he hadn't had time to get the cans out.

"A few friends and I have already distributed the supplies."

"Manager, please get up and cook quickly."

Parker forced an awkward smile. There were two buckets of battered relief meals behind him.

Afterwards, he went to the nearest urban area and bought food to fill the shortage of supplies.

"it is good……"

Juan stood up from a portable chair, cracking his spine as he twisted his neck.

"Oh, right."

"Where's Saitama?"

Juan had the impression that it was the shelter that Saitama dragged him to.

And it seems...who was he alone with in a basement before?

"Saitama is following my friends."

"Help everyone set up their tents."

Parker lifted up the cooking bucket and poured out the blackened paste inside, and then began to clean it with the remaining water supply system.

By the way, he explained to Juan what happened in the past half day, and modified the whole process of Saitama rescuing Juan in a simple and ordinary way, making the whole process sound like a passionate young man bravely breaking into a tiger's den with his bare hands and outsmarting gangsters. s story.

Although it is a bit of a stretch, it is easier to accept than telling Juan directly, "A certain bald man carried a bomb, broke the gangster's psychological defense, and finally won a beautiful store manager."

"Come, let's eat!"

Soon Juan had prepared a relief meal, and he called in all the homeless people nearby.

"Everyone, I'm sorry about what happened today."

"Food supply will return to twice a day from today."

"More supplies will be delivered one after another."

The homeless people gathered in front of the supply point and lined up in an orderly manner with their own lunch boxes. Juan dug out the food for everyone and gave them a gentle smile.

Not far from the supply point, on the second floor of a dilapidated building, there were several people and a little girl busy on the open ground.

"Deadpool."

“It’s hard to set up the tent.”

Suraya picked up a pile of loose cloth and walked to Deadpool.

"The camp pillar frame is inserted into this hole."

"Otherwise it will collapse."

"And what's wrong with you, little girl? You didn't even lay the floor cloth?"

Deadpool was once a special soldier and was proficient in various wilderness survival skills. At this moment, he was explaining to Suraya in detail like a big brother.

"Hey, Deadpool."

"Al asked us to have dinner together tonight."

Ant-Man Scott had just installed the fifth tent and passed by the two of them holding his mobile phone.

He walked towards the third floor of the building, where Saitama, Colossus and Rakshasa were.

"Damn, I told you so."

"Colossus, go and pull up all the camp ropes!"

Anna's voice reached Scott's ears before Scott even walked up to the third floor.

The two guys, Colossus and Rakshasa, rushed over immediately after hearing about Suraya, and Professor X also expressed great interest in Suraya.

"Hello Ant-Man."

Saitama was squatting in a small corner, silently groping for the structure of the tent. When he saw Scott coming up, he said hello.

"You don't have to call me Ant-Man, just Scott."

Scott found a few packages of unopened tents from the corner, and started setting them up next to Saitama.

In less than half an hour, several perfect tents were set up. On the other hand, Saitama was still nervously looking at the tents that had not been set up with tent poles and frames in a daze.

So Scott taught Saitama step by step how to build a tent.

"How are you so good at it?"

"You must have set up tents often."

Saitama gradually improved the tent with Scott's help, feeling much relieved. The tent poles in his hands were slowly being inserted to build a pretty good frame.

"Because my daughter Jenny loves outings with us."

"She is probably the same age as Suraya now, and they are both at a lively age."

"Full of imagination."

Scott talks about his daughter with a happy smile on his face.

He and his wife have divorced, and he can only see his lovely daughter on legal visitation days.

"Then she must be cute."

"Just like Suraya."

Saitama raised his head and looked at Scott. He still remembered that from the first time he saw Suraya, Suraya had always brought warmth and hope to everyone in the shelter. She walked through the shelter lively, Talk to every down and out wanderer and encourage them.

"Yeah, just like Suraya."

At this moment, the sun was setting in the sky, and the fiery red light shone down, covering the entire temporary shelter. Scott lowered his head and continued to assemble the tent in his hands.

As Scott lowered his head, Saitama discovered a black spot in the sky that was rapidly enlarging, and finally stopped suddenly at the edge of the third floor, suspended in the air, staring at him.

It was a human wearing red armor. The metal armor covered his whole body, and even the helmet was covered by shadows, making it impossible to see the other person's face clearly.

"who are you?"

Saitama's expression changed, he suddenly stood up and asked the other party seriously.

This question also reminded everyone on the third floor of the arrival of uninvited guests.

"What happened to Saitama?"

"Oh...that's..."

Rakshasa girl Anna looked in the direction Saitama was looking at. She gently took off her gloves, ready to greet her friend at any time.

"Anna, give up."

"You can't touch me."

There was a man under the metal armor, and his voice felt so familiar to Anna, like the combination of two familiar faces.

She couldn't remember who the other party was. The first thing she thought of was Professor X Xavier, but the voice was so different.

"No more guessing."

"I, Onsught, am the union of the minds of Xavier and Marx."

"Maybe you prefer to call my two prototypes 'Professor X' and 'Magneto'."

Kuanggong's cold voice shocked everyone present, and the voice went straight to the depths of the brain.

He knew what everyone present was thinking, except for the expressionless, seemingly harmless bald man.

"Your name is Saitama, you have great power, and you are not affected by Anna's absorption ability."

"Oh, let me see, Anna has no memory of that day in her head. She seemed to be on a mission in New Zealand that day."

Even if he is several meters away from Anna, Kuanggong's telepathic ability can still clearly dig into the memories in Anna's brain.

"I remember the day this city called Brooklyn was destroyed."

“That powerful spiritual force woke me up.”

"Yes, it was you, Saitama. It was you who made me wake up from my deep sleep and break through Xavier's imprisonment."

Kuanggong opened his broad hands, as if he was telling something great, and his spiritual power overflowed from his body, affecting the emotions of everyone around him.

"I wish you could join me."

"Change the world."

He slowly flew towards Saitama, stood in front of Saitama and stretched out his inhuman arms, sending his most sincere invitation to Saitama.

"I think you have found the wrong person."

"The person who destroyed all of Brooklyn that day was not me, it was a snake."

Saitama did not shake hands with Kuang Gong. He looked at Kuang Gong and said calmly.

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