I'm stacking cubes in Marvel

In Manhattan at the end of October, there is still no sign of golden autumn. The summer is still hot, and the scorching temperature does not delay travel. In time for the weekend, the flea market, a holy place for shopping, was filled with a large number of shoppers.

An inconspicuous shop opened behind the blue fence that circled the market area. No one would pass by at all, but it stubbornly opened.

In the past few times when the market opened, the shops that had demolished the fence relied on the quaint door faces and clean pavements. The various objects that made the American people with short history feel that the charm was heavy, which really attracted a large number of onlookers.

But after seeing the extremely high price, everyone can only look at it.

The shop immediately went viral on the Internet. The method of fire was embarrassing, and the criticism was ravishing, saying that he sold handicrafts at the price of antiques.

At first, a navy with the ID named Master Wang wanted to wash the ground: "It's all made of real gold and silver. It's too expensive. That's not the problem of the goods, it's your problem!"

Netizens with eyes like torches never reappeared the navy's scolding.

At this moment, there are only two figures in this "expensive" shop.

One is an Asian shopkeeper who is well-dressed and tall, and makes people feel very warm and at ease. The other is a mustache with a short comb.

"Do you mean the food served at this restaurant?"

The shopkeeper produced a piece of gold bricks larger than his feet and spoke with facts.

"How can you help me?"

"It's really not a matter of money, I can't help with my lack of knowledge!"

Since his shop became popular, there has been one more customer who came to sincerely recruit his shopkeeper to work.

He can also see that Stark really appreciates him. Of course, it is not ruled out that he wants to study him directly after studying and not understanding his "material science" products.

"You are like this, since it's not about money, let's make a bet!"

He took off his glasses and made a reckless decision, "It is 10:30 in the morning and 14:30 this afternoon. As long as you can sell one thing, the rest is mine. I won't come again. On the contrary, You go to work at Stark Energy."

Yang Ming nodded, and indeed felt that he should get rid of this one and continue to be entangled.

According to his heart, unless he has the strength to defeat Thanos, he can't change "history", let alone he can't help Stark.

But this bet is not without a win.

It should be said that except for the first week or two when his shop was popular, some good people came to the door, and then almost no one cared about it.

In addition to biting his teeth and buying some to go back to research, even some reviewers came to talk about advertising, and he pushed them all.

There is also a regular customer who has been here several times without buying anything. He feels that the bet should be on this regular customer.

According to the law, it was the time for the acquaintance to come again. He was a person who knew the goods. Although he was dressed in ordinary clothes and looked ugly, he could tell that he was not an ordinary person in his speech and behavior.

They waited in a row, and Stark knew that he didn't like to talk and sat by himself.

"You don't need money for this water, right?"

He picked up a streamlined glass bottle stuffed with a cork and took a sip after confirming that he would not lose the bet.

"Your water is still so amazing. If you really don't want to help me, how about we sell water together? You can also listen to the persuasion. The previous bottle looks much better like a jar."

"You said you don't buy a car, do you fly by yourself every time you go to Washington?" There is nothing to say, Stark's cultivation prevents him from playing mobile phones at this time, so he can only harass Yang Ming.

Yang Ming took off the lens stuck in his eyes and stopped observing the movement of the platinum pocket watch. "Are you driving a sports car after you became an Iron Man?"

Unless he has to speak, he wants to study the movement produced by this system.

The process of making things in the system is very simple, with a suitable workstation, ready accessories, bursts of golden thread runes in both hands, complete.

After dismembering a few platinum meteorites, he had nothing to do with the huge platinum planet. Apart from re-decorating and making his residence extremely luxurious, he became interested in the machinery produced by the system.

"Do you read a book?"

Simply interrupted Yang Ming took the initiative to ask questions.

"Reading? Of course!"

Stark, who is accustomed to using Jarvis for direct searches, has no habit of reading, but he can pretend, and wave his hand: "If you have any questions or don't understand, I'm happy to help!"

"Have you heard of the Diamond Star? It's located in the constellation Centaurus. It is a white dwarf star 17 light years away from the Earth. How can a diamond with a diameter of 7,000 kilometers be mined?"

It's not difficult to help Stark, the little plug-in Jarvis immediately showed all the information in the lens: "The current NASA technology does not have the ability to mine that planet."

"You should be able to find the precious metal in this house without a source, then guess where it came from?"

"You said you went to outer space? Did you use Kitari technology?"

When Tony talked about Kitari, his eyes were very unnatural. After the New York War, he developed traumatic stress and anxiety. Yang Ming could feel his outward cheerfulness, which was all hidden.

Yang Ming thought for a while, it’s better to stimulate him. It’s better to work hard after being stimulated by him, and stop coming to him: "I don’t know how you are doing research on the armor, but have you ever thought about coming to an alien again? What about people?"

"You call the Avengers? Just call it the beater if you are not enterprising. After a violent beating, you will win by mistake."

Stark's face suddenly became ugly. Yang Qingqing was still saying, "You are fighting the Kitaris that Rocky found in New York, but you know why they are here? Who sent them? What forces are behind them?"

In fact, Yang Ming is bullying people. After all, the limitations of the times are here. Stark is subject to the earth's technological environment, so it is no matter how good it is.

But one is that he has always been annoyed and a little emotional, the other is that he doesn't want to see him torturing himself so much, and the third is that he also has a sense of urgency.

It is said that when both Gu Yi and Odin were alive Thanos did not dare to come presumptuous, but the war between civilization and civilization really only fight for high-end combat power?

If you dare to be the director of the Universe Family Planning Commission, you can fight with Thanos alone?

Where is he fighting the legions of the universe?Even Wakanda can't beat the interstellar civilizations conquered by what?Rely on Vanguard and Kitari?

If the snapping finger is said to be a game, the earthlings are just a small level for giving points in the gem-taking mission.

Asgard, Nova Empire, collectors and the like are the big levels!

He shouldn't slack off, let alone watch Stark struggle with anxiety after the war.

"What were you doing during the New York War?"

Stark finally exploded: "Evaluate me? Put on your fake chicken wings and fight with me, then say me!"

"If you want." The stimulus should be stimulating!

"Ding!"

At this moment someone opened the door and came in, looking at the wrong atmosphere, "Is it the wrong time?"

Fighting with Stark is to bring the plot, the plot of Tony III is coming soon, today the third one is 12 noon