[Comprehensive British and American] Life winners are fake

"So did I mess with him?" Steve asked suspiciously of Natasha beside him.

"Emmm," Natasha glanced at Tony, and smiled at Steve, "I don't know, maybe he is like us women, there are always a few days every month."

"When talking about people behind their backs, can you lower your voice?" Tony, who was burying his head in recording something, looked up at Natasha and reminded her with a half-smile.

Natasha shrugged, "No, I didn't say it behind my back, aren't you still here?"

Tony: "...I'd really like to throw you guys out of my building if I could."

But Tony could only speak harshly, after all, he knew that Steve and the others came here for something important.

"What are you doing here?"

"About Hydra," Natasha walked to him, raised her hand, and a light screen popped up from the screen of the watch she was wearing. Natasha swiped her finger across it, and the light screen immediately A large string of text appeared, "This is the information you passed to the police before. The chief found something out of it, and he asked me and Steve to check it out."

"So what does this have to do with me?" Tony rings his chest.

"We want you to be able to..."

"I refuse." Tony spit out this sentence neatly.

Natasha: "..."

She raised her hand to cover her forehead, quite speechless, and smiled helplessly at Tony, "ok, ok, can you tell me why?"

"Don't tell me it's because of your inexplicable dissatisfaction with the cap?"

"I have to tell you, I just don't think I fit in with your aura. Even if I agree with Nick, it doesn't mean I like you very much."

"I am just a cooperative relationship with you, and I think I have the right to refuse your request."

With his chin raised slightly, Tony, who was watching them with his arms folded across his chest, said these words slowly, looking particularly arrogant, making one's fists itch, eager to hit that face.

"Also, what is inexplicable? When you are hated by someone, it must be because you have done something bad," Tony said confidently:

"At this time, it's good to reflect on it."

He pointed to Steve who was standing not far away: "Like him, like your whole S.H.I.E.L.D."

Steve:  …

Natasha:  …

"So, do you have anything else to do?" Tony showed a polite smile, but it was so fake that people could see through it at a glance.

After the two walked out of the Stark Tower, Steve looked back at the towering building, his face still full of bewilderment, "Did I really do something?"

"Maybe something happened that we don't know, but it shouldn't be what you did, Cap." Natasha patted the confused Captain America, telling him not to pay too much attention.

"The most important thing now is that we have to go."

Joey's house.

Joey, who was sitting at the desk, typed a line, pressed the send button and sent it to his editor, then leaned back on the chair with a relaxed back, and unconsciously drifted his eyes to the house outside the window.

Not here.

Joey sighed, looked away, and stopped looking at the house with its doors and windows closed. The editor on the computer screen had already replied to what he had just said.

Because Joey also had writing experience before, coupled with the artistic points he has blessed himself with the system, the novels he wrote after studying the more popular themes in M ​​country are not surprisingly popular.

Today, not long after he woke up, when he opened the chat software, he received a message from the editor, informing him that his novel was about to be featured on the list.This is a list with a very strong exposure rate, and the income of articles on this list will also increase greatly, so the editor asked him to prepare for the next week's archives, as many as possible, after all, the author can be published The list is originally based on data. Only when the data is good can there be more exposure in the future.

Unknowingly, Joey's novel has been updated to 20 words. After entering V, the income is not small. Even if you can only extract half of it during the serialization period, it is still considerable. As long as male-oriented novels are popular, there will never be a shortage of readers Rewards, plus Joey updates at least [-] words every day, never breaking more, readers are naturally willing to follow up every day.

Glancing at his at least 15-word saved manuscript, Joey easily replied about the number of editor updates. As a speed of [-] words per hour, he has never worried about saving manuscripts.

Because Joey has decided to exchange all the proceeds from the novel for his life, he is still very sad about this matter.

But what the editor said today reminded him that he hadn't looked at the asset records yet, because of the building incident yesterday, after he came back from Uncle Tony's house, he washed up and went to bed, and didn't have the energy to flip through it.

Because of this, when he opened it, he found that his asset value was 3 points away from [-], and when he looked at it, the number jumped again——

[Existing asset value: 10000 (convertible)]

Fireworks immediately exploded in his mind.

bang——

bang bang—

bang bang bang-

Joey: ...

Veins popped up on his forehead, and it seemed that what exploded in his mind was not fireworks but his precarious sanity, but the system in his mind didn't notice it at all, and still said in an excited voice:

【Congratulations! !Congratulations from the witty, handsome and charming system! !Our host whose IQ is only a little higher than the passing line has finally reached [-] assets! ! 】

The system continued to set off fireworks in Joey's head while continuing to say congratulations. He even had the illusion that the hot chicken system was dancing in his head.

Joey blacked it out blankly.

His mind finally returned to calm, and he breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the world suddenly became so beautiful.

It wasn't until 10 minutes later that he released the system from the Lahei hut.

"So can you explain the reason for your sudden convulsion?"

System: [This is not convulsions, I am following the procedure to congratulate you. 】

"If you can make me no longer a negative person, I think I will be more grateful to you." Joey said sincerely.

System: [Give up. 】

Joey: "...It's all right, let's be serious."

Although Joey talked about the spicy chicken system all day long, he knew that although the system would pop up suddenly sometimes, it would not produce such special effects, so there must be a reason.

[When the host reaches [-] asset points for the first time, he can enjoy a free lottery chance, and all the items in the mall will be put into the lottery box for the host to choose. 】

After the system's voice fell, Joey's eyes blurred, and when he looked again, he found a box floating in mid-air in front of him, and the word 'lottery' was written in bright red on the side facing him, for fear of people It's like not noticing.

lottery……

Joey was eager to try, but he hesitated until he recalled the things since his rebirth.

This is a common saying in the game industry, and Joey thinks about how he became a billionaire, and thinks about the several attacks he has encountered.

Very well, he has given up all hope for this lottery now.

Maybe he'll get a roll of trash bags.

He put his hand into the box, took a small ball and withdrew his hand, and the lottery box disappeared immediately.When Joey spread his hands out of interest, the white ball that was originally in his palm immediately floated in the air, gradually stretched and enlarged in front of him, and then turned into a mailbox.

It is the kind of mailbox that is often seen in country M, placed at the door.

Joey stared at it: ...

His tone was unwavering, "How much do you think I can get if I sell it as scrap?"

System: [I suggest you take a look at its functions first. 】

"Function?"

Joey touched the mailbox without hope, and casually glanced at the introduction above——

【Product Name: Space-Time Mailbox】

[Function introduction: You can write and communicate with creatures in any time and space at any time (simplified version. Note: 10 points of life assets can be exchanged for a detailed version)]

[Price: 153800 asset value]

"Any period of time in any time and space?" Joey was aroused by the introduction of this item, and he repeated the description, thoughtfully:

"So this means that if I'm lucky, I can still be pen pals with those famous people in the past?"

If this is really the case, then he is really lucky in this lottery draw. After all, this thing needs 15 assets to exchange in the mall.

Probably because the surprise came too suddenly, Joey not only didn't feel happy, but instead had a bad premonition.

With his physique of constantly encountering accidents, how could such a good thing happen to him?

The mailbox standing in the room was quiet and ordinary, and it didn't look dangerous at all.

Joey's hand was about to move.

The system suggested again: [Maybe you can redeem the detailed introduction. 】

"Is this thing in personal danger to me?" Joey asked.

System: [No. 】

Joey: "Let me time travel?"

System: [No. 】

Joey: "If I use it, will the asset value be deducted?"

System: [No. 】

Joey clapped his fists and said with a smile, "So why should I spend more assets to exchange?"

He won't die anyway.

"If you don't hold out hope, you won't be disappointed. I'm already mentally prepared."

"At most, it will probably go offline just like the Internet, and the letter may be lost. I only lost one letter." Joey shrugged.

He sat back at his desk, opened his notebook, thought about it, and randomly copied a few questions that he hadn't done yet, and when he was about to tear it up, he stopped.

Just a polite greeting.

He scribbled another line, read it again, nodded in satisfaction, and tore the piece of paper out of the notebook.

Then he folded the paper and put it in the mailbox seal.

A breeze blew, seemed to come from outside the window, and seemed to come from the dark, sealed interior of the mailbox.

The origami cranes folded out of paper flew and fluttered with the breeze, and finally fell slowly from the sky, passed through the gaps between the branches, and fell into the arms of the boy sitting by the trunk.

The boy who was resting with his eyes closed felt something in his arms, his eyelashes trembled, and finally opened his eyes slowly, revealing those green emerald eyes.

He reached out to pick up the paper crane in his arms, and frowned, as if he was thinking about who put it in his arms.

The only one who has such leisurely mind is his elder brother, and only he would do such boring things. Although things like paper cranes are more like things that girls would do, who can be sure, after all, he always It's so energetic, the boy thought, curling his lips.

Originally, he wanted to throw it away, but unexpectedly discovered that there seemed to be words written in the paper crane.

This made him a little interested, and the original lazy posture also changed. He took the paper crane apart, and the first thing he saw was a line written on it——

[To the smartest person. 】

Wow, the boy raised his eyebrows. Having to say this made him feel a little happier, but he controlled the corners of his mouth not to rise, but turned down instead.

This word is really ugly.

He muttered, although the handwriting was not like his brother's, but as long as he considered the possibility, the boy didn't mind making such an evaluation.

And the word is really not that good.

As he thought about it, he continued to read.

His expression was relaxed at first.

After 1 minute, the corners of the boy's mouth began to tighten.

After 10 minutes, the boy began to frown.

After 35 minutes, the boy became expressionless.

After five or ten minutes, the boy clearly had the urge to tear up the paper, but he resisted it in the end.

well.

The boy looked at the first sentence in the letter and laughed.

But this time, it was completely different from the initial mood.

"Saul Odinson."

He pronounced the name word by word.

He gotta say, he was angry.