[Zhongyingmei] The number one black powder

The waiter walked up to her and put the large box of French fries on the plate in front of her.Veronica looked up at the counter, the old man with gray hair waved to her, and she smiled back.Then she turned her head and raised the menu in her hand to order today's lunch. "I want to try the new chicken wrap."

"Okay." The waiter took out the order book and wrote "Coke, tea or coffee?"

"Coffee." Veronica said and returned the menu to him.

During Veronica's fourth week at the store, the owner started serving French fries before she even ordered.

She would come to this store once a week on Wednesday and Friday, rain or shine, and sit in the double seat in the corner by the window, no matter what she eats, she will have French fries.Veronica was surprised at first that the owner of the store remembered her, after all, the store is located directly opposite the Avengers Building.There are always people coming and going here, and every day a tide of strange tourists come here just to try their luck and see if they can watch superheroes fly across the sky through the window.

Veronica has seen the golden and red afterimages left by Iron Man many times when he swiped across the sky.

"You missed Thor. He came to the store the day before yesterday to buy some things, and many little girls got autographs." The waiter told her, with an expression on his face that really felt sorry for her.

The day before yesterday was Wednesday, and when Thor walked in wearing a T-shirt that said 'Glory of the North God', she was sitting here, watching many people in the store gather around and take pictures with him.This Viking god looks tall and majestic, but is quite approachable, allowing people to gather around him for pictures.In fact, many superheroes have visited this store, Spiderman, Hawkeye, Scarlet Witch and even Black Widow.When Black Widow walked into the store and looked around, no one was so enthusiastic. People just stood at a certain distance and asked her carefully if they could sign.The black widow's sharp blade-like gaze just glanced over the corner where Veronica was, giving her a feeling of being completely cut open.

Only once did Tony Stark walk in, completely unarmored and still a very famous man, even wearing dark glasses didn't stop that charismatic face from attracting the attention of fans and he was greeted enthusiastically Greeted, and Veronica took this opportunity to leave quietly.

"Yes. It's a pity." Veronica replied casually, turning her head to look outside when the waiter left to serve the food, and looked at the towering building opposite.It has become a landmark building in New York, and its height and average rebuilding speed of once a week make the Capitol far behind.And Veronica felt familiar and strange there.

A woman walked in, looked around, and locked Veronica's position.Veronica resisted the urge to get up and leave through the back door, telling herself that she was just an ordinary woman, she was wearing a red skirt instead of a tight battle suit under her coat, and she was wearing high heels instead of tactical boots, Just like those high-end elites coming and going on the streets of Manhattan, they walked towards her with swift and elegant footsteps.

And when she walked to Veronica, Veronica regretted her previous decision very much. Under the scrutiny of the other party, she was like a mouse that was forced into a corner and had nowhere to escape.Then the woman sat across from her, and the only reason Veronica didn't jump up and run away was because the woman suppressed her impulse with just one look.

"Veronica Violet." The woman said so, and nodded as if confirming her identity with just one glance at the sluggish Veronica. "I'm Zoe Morgan. I've been entrusted to find you."

"Who?" Veronica could only ask this question.

"Someone." Zooey glanced at her, but answered very conservatively.She just took a small bag out of her handbag and pushed it towards Veronica on the table.Veronica took it and opened the small bag. Inside was a book, Asimov's "The End of Eternity". It was in good condition, but the book had creases from being turned over frequently, and it could be seen that it was The owner cherishes it very much, and when she opened the first page, she also found that it was a first edition book.Veronica noticed that the serial numbers were neatly pasted on the bottom of the books, like a library collection...but it is unlikely that the books in the library are preserved so completely.

Confused and intrigued by these contradictory details, Veronica looked up at each other, hoping for further explanation.

"That's my job. I've been told you're smart," Zoe told her, prompting her when Veronica didn't respond, "It's a game, a deciphering game."

"So, this is the first clue?" Veronica looked at the book in her hand and asked, "Who initiated the game?"

"I think this is the answer you're looking for," Zoe told her.

Zoe walked out of the fast food restaurant and got into the co-pilot of the Lamborghini on the side of the road.The car didn't start immediately, and the driver didn't even put his hands on the steering wheel. He sat there quietly and watched Veronica come out of the fast food restaurant through the windshield, holding the book in his hand, and stopped the car. A taxi leaves.

"Thank you." John said sincerely to his friend.

Zooey turned her head to look at him, her voice teasing, "You can run this trip by yourself."

"Then cheating." John plausibly replied, "If she asks me who planned it, I can't refuse."

"Okay." Zooey was amused, she shrugged, "If there is such a harmless errand job in the future, be sure to recommend it to me."

The library is still the same, nothing has changed.The rapid development of New York has turned him into a society piled up with data. The era of paper books has passed and been eliminated, just like dozens of bankrupt libraries in New York.And this is just one of the very ordinary libraries, not even located in a prosperous area.No one knows that the second floor is full of caves above the overturned bookshelves and waste paper.Here is their small base.

On the second floor of the library, there are rows and rows of well-preserved first edition books, and in Veronica's clear and reliable memory, there is a very abrupt vacancy in the row belonging to Asimov.

Veronica found the empty seat, the width was just perfect to accommodate the book in her hand, and at the moment, there was an envelope stuffed there.Inside the envelope was a Disney ticket.Disney is very good. Veronica has read a lot of Disney guides on the Internet. Those photos made its night view of fireworks like a real fairy tale, which made her look forward to it very much.And now someone invites her to play games, of course she readily accepts the appointment.

So Veronica slipped the ticket back into the envelope and tucked it in the book, and headed off to Disneyland.

The superhero-themed ice cream truck at the door completely ignored Veronica's desire to eat raspberry flavor, and overly enthusiastically stuffed her with an Iron Man-flavored ice cream.Strawberry is sweeter than raspberry, but the lemon-flavored ice cream garnishes it just right.

Not too bad.At least it wasn't so bad that Veronica was told to find a nearby trash can and throw it away, so she wouldn't be accused of being a traitor.It's as if someone really made such an accusation.

—and besides, the man who accused her of not loving him didn't choose Iron Man himself.

Veronica walked into the amusement park while tasting the ice cream. Everything sold in the shops on both sides of the entrance passage attracted her attention. She bought a small crown hairpin and a Mickey Mouse bag for her The book I had been holding in my hand, and then stopped by a Star Wars-themed shop.

"Hi!" The store owner waved to her enthusiastically, smiling just like the person who forced the ice cream to her before.In Veronica's eyes, it was like a task npc with an exclamation mark on its head that attracted her in the game.

She walks over and the owner pulls a Death Star figure from under the counter and smiles at her "Do you want a Death Star figure?"

"Actually, I want to buy a lightsaber." Veronica replied.

The owner's smile faltered, but he continued to sell perseveringly, "Look at this model, the details are absolutely restored, you deserve it."

"But all I want is a lightsaber."

At that moment, Veronica felt as if she heard something snapping, but she looked around but couldn't find any broken rope.And the shopkeeper flashed in front of her in the blink of an eye, stuffed the Death Star model into her handbag involuntarily, patted her on the shoulder, looked into her eyes, and said earnestly, "No, you don't want a lightsaber , the Death Star is the ultimate romance of tech nerds, understand?" Then Veronica couldn't help opening her mouth, and he trotted back to his shop and closed the shutter door and hung up the closed sign.

Veronica: ...

A trip to Disney is great, and not just for puzzle games.Disney itself is good, except for being forced a death star, she did a photoshoot with the princesses - awesome, sat Buzz Lightyear - perfect, and went to see a show at the superhero theater The scene where Captain America beats the Red Skull—this sucks, portraying Hydra as mentally handicapped Veronica didn't last halfway through and left.Then one in Darth Vader's secret, a white soldier secretly slipped her a room card for the Paradise Hotel.

A princess themed suite.When Veronica opened the door and went in, there was a rose on the bedroom table and a food guide for Hell's Kitchen under it.

Veronica flipped through the shops listed above, the hint was obvious, and the next location must be one of them, but how could she choose one among so many choices?

The introductions of those Internet celebrity shops are varied, and one of the Internet celebrities is actually because "Dr. Octopus visits from time to time, and you can see super villains at close range with zero risk."

This is very interesting.

Veronica carefully read the shop's signature coffee and precautions.Seeing villains up close doesn't appeal to her, and she used to see plenty of supervillains on a daily basis.But the store somehow caught her attention, and by the time she realized it, she had read the entire introduction.

Whoever stuffed this piece of paper in an envelope without making any notes was pretty sure she'd found the right spot, and the worst thing was that she'd traveled all over Hell's Kitchen to finally find the right spot.

——So let’s start with this one.

Veronica folded the guide in half, stuffed it into an envelope and put it in the book and took it away.