No feeding of soul gems

Wang feels that if there is a "Superhero Best Assistant Award" in the world, he should be able to be selected into the top three without any pressure; if some popular heroes do not canvass for his assistants (such as Batman), he should be able to Get No.1 without controversy.

Just kidding, he is the guardian mage of the Holy of Holies in Hong Kong. After the original librarian of Karma Taj was beheaded, he was urgently transferred by the ancient master to guard the library. The bloody ancient magic book in the world.This kind of glamorous resume is outstanding even in the mage world full of talents, but ever since he met Strange, he began to doubt his life.

Why is there someone in the world who is so talented that a few years of study is worth decades of hard work by an ordinary schoolmaster?

Why can some people in the world be so annoying that a few days of getting along is worth decades of torture for an old couple?

And most importantly, how in the world can someone be so genius and be so annoying?

To be or not to be?

Wang felt that he was caught in some philosophical problems that even Shakespeare couldn't explain. He changed his previous style of "I haven't seen any scenes", and even began to think seriously about his future-in this kind of situation where not only fluffy things forced him to What's more, what's the future of working under a poor boss?Do you want to cultivate a suitable successor as soon as possible and then retreat to the Holy of Holies in Hong Kong?Or simply take private jobs and sign some logistics contract with the Avengers?

These one-on-one, layer-by-layer problems did not hinder his actions. The driver of the neighbor Lao Wang, who has many years of experience in teleportation, put on the suspension ring skillfully, picked up the big white dog that was still sniffing around, and thought about it. Wanting to pick up a magic weapon that no old mage can use, he adjusted the expression on his face that might be called "full-faced" or "super fierce" by the children, and strode across the teleportation fire circle with arrogance .

Then he met his sufferer.

His own sufferer is also leading a young man with thin skin and tender flesh.

Correction, a young man with golden hair and golden eyes with thin skin and tender flesh can knock down two obsidian generals with the magic name of infinite gems with a wave of his hand.

Wang felt that he was not suffering from a heart attack, but a myocardial infarction.

"You left this one behind." He swallowed a mouthful of old blood, forced a little smile, and handed Superman over as pleasantly as possible.Duffy is as quiet as a chicken in Wang's arms, pretending that he is not a puppy who can go to heaven and earth, but a poor little bunny who will soon be eaten.

Vormir took it and smiled down.

Superdog: I really didn't do anything!I didn't piss on the cauldron or break any magical sculptures!I want to go back to Krypton!I apply for extradition to Krypton!

The soul gem felt the deep fear in its soul, and couldn't help but smile again.

Superman Dog: Huh! QQ

On the other hand, Strange, who was standing beside him, brushed off the magic floating cloak that was covered with time dust, looking awe-inspiring and inviolable. "Don't be stupid, king, we didn't leave this stupid dog in the Holy of Holies, we just wanted to travel in time, so we specially dropped the dog in the Holy of Holies."

Does this make any difference?

Wang wished he could jump up and beat the supreme mage to death with a big magic weapon right now. He exhausted his life's lung capacity and let out a breath, and asked quietly: "I don't bother to ask you how to make a dog when you go out to do missions. With all due respect, the problem now is The key is: [-]. What discoveries can you give about time travel so that I can gag Master Hamill who only goes down the mountain once every five years, because this stupid dog has bitten his whole set of "Sun Tzu's Art of War"; [-]. , or about this dog, where are you going to keep it? Please don’t mention keeping it in the Holy of Holies, or I will use this Attila’s whip to strangle myself right now.”

"Too bad, I was about to say it." Strange flattened his mouth, "Although I doubt the IQ of this dog Och! It hurts! May I remind you that it is illegal to beat the Supreme Mage , Mister Unlimited!"

Vormir showed an innocent face: "May I ask the great supreme mage, would you mind explaining to the aliens which earth law the above determination is based on? Which law specifically says that 'beating the supreme mage is prohibited'? Karma Taj law? And, don't forget that it was this Superman dog that helped us find the Black Adam's lair that some mage couldn't find through several spells—"

"I defend my right to doubt, but this does not deny the fact that Superman dogs have shown superhuman intelligence," Strange said decisively with the courage of a strong man breaking his wrist, "Therefore, I suggest that this stupid, incredible puppy be handed over. Leave it to a group that can take care of it better, say, the Justice League."

"Wait—" Wang tried to cut in.

"Justice League?" Vormir spread his hands in disbelief, completely unaware that Duffy, who almost fell to the ground, rolled his eyes and floated into the air, "You asked me to send Superman to the Justice League? You are fully aware that we Already lagging behind in air supremacy? This is a naked act of letting the tiger go back to the mountain, I would rather let Pietro, who can't even keep potted plants, to raise this dog!"

Strange snorted: "You can figure it out, Superman and Superman Dog may be the last legacy of Krypton, and the act of separating them is completely inhumane. In addition, you have slandered Big Quicksilver, Pietro's potted plant Didn't die a natural death at all, there's ample evidence that the poor thing was scalded to death by someone's coffee poured into it."

Wang: "I said—"

"Our artifacts don't talk about humanitarianism," Soul Gem stood at his full height, even crossing his waist: "As for someone, do you mean the person whose slippers you broke or the person who was blackmailed by you?" who ever was? Oh, I almost forgot, these two so-and-so's are exactly the same so-and-so."

Strange became a firecracker that exploded at one point. He shouted furiously: "Didn't you sneak into the laboratory and modify his experimental data? Didn't you use anthropomorphism to seduce Jarvis to let him go to someone else?" Adding to your fitness list? Didn’t you embezzle someone’s money from Donut Supreme to buy yourself the Winter Soldier’s finger-licking prunes?—”

A deafening noise interrupted the glaring time travel duo, and they looked to one side at the same time, only to see Wang Zheng maintaining the movement of raising his feet, smiling and looking at the wrecked desk.

"Sorry, slippery feet, have you finished?" the chubby Chinese mage asked kindly.

The duo nodded at the same time.

"Very good," Wang retracted his foot and said calmly, "If you finish speaking, I just want to remind you of one thing, given the precarious balance of payments of the Holy of Holies and the many losses caused by this puppy, since someone If you can’t study Kryptonians as you wish, have you ever thought how much he would be willing to pay for this dog?”

Vormir: ? ? ? ? ?

Strange:! ! ! ! !

Wang looked at the dubious faces on the opposite side with satisfaction, and continued to instill his own evil views: "In other words, leaving aside the 10 annual salary of someone in the Justice League, have you ever thought that someone in the Justice League would pay for this dog? How much is the ransom fee?"

"Don't be stupid," Strange said dryly, "We are upright mages, we may face an economic crisis, but it is absolutely impossible to sell intelligent creatures—"

"Maybe a long string of zeros that never ends."

"—Give me the phone now."

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The Avengers at the base didn't know that they were about to be dragged into endless meaningless celebrations by a crazy Iron Man. In fact, they were looking for the car keys that disappeared again, only this time The trick was Hawkeye.

"We really have to teach Quicksilver a lesson." Clint knelt on the ground and complained, "If this kid continues to play such pranks in the base that any intelligent adult would dismiss, we should put him Throw it into the most dangerous battlefield."

Hawkeye was rummaging through his usual active spots, two quiveres emptied, electronic arrows strewn everywhere.

"Disdainful? Was it me who put the mustard core in the cookies two days ago?" Natasha asked briskly.She was sitting on the opium sofa with her legs crossed and eating macarons, watching the room full of people being instructed by Clint to turn around, and Jarvis, who could easily end the game, pretended that he needed a system upgrade and refused. respond to any requests.

Bucky sat next to her and cleaned his mechanical arm. Hearing this, the fighting master raised his head, pretending to be puzzled: "I don't understand, aren't you eagle-eyed? Don't you claim to have eagle-like eyesight? How can a prank about hiding a key be so rare for you?"

Clint tossed a slipper over.

Tony, who was still eating fruit on Nakajima, screamed like a little girl: "Those are my slippers! For the sake of Odin and his abs, this is the third pair this month!"

"Sorry, Tony," Clint said insincerely, "If you can discipline your young son Peter so that he doesn't give Pietro any more bad ideas, let me buy you another pair."

"You know what?" Tony sneered, "I was going to give you a hint, now? Forget it, let me sit quietly with my limited-edition slippers to fend for myself while you continue to find your keys Bar."

"Forget it, I have to go to the pasture to look for it." Clint sighed.He got up from the ground, shook his numb legs, and walked out the door.Natasha sharply saw Peter and Pietro hiding behind the door of the small study together, only revealing two bright foreheads and two pairs of curious eyes.

She coughed.

"Bet Clint will give up in 10 minutes."

"15 minutes." Wanda shrugged, "Xiao Huan, what do you think?"

"According to the recent mischief data of the alliance, it should be 17 minutes and [-] seconds." Vision said objectively, completely ignoring the speechless gazes from everyone in the living room.

After eating a piece of pink macaron, Natasha patted the crumbs on her hands: "Those who disrespect pranks will be punished by the god of mischief."

"You mean Loki?" Vision asked.

Tony: ""

Wanda: ""

Natasha: ""

Peter/Pietro: ""

Just when they were about to say a few words to explain to Vision the principle of how the world works, a breathless voice suddenly came from outside the door——

"Vision, can I help you?"

A few minutes later, Vision pressed his forehead with one hand, and leaned on the door frame with the other, standing in the porch, facing the grassland lighting.