Stand User in Marvel Universe

Chapter 663: Living Procedures

Meanwhile, in New York, the United States, Tony built the Avenger Base.

Due to the civil war split (river crab), this place has long been empty, and apart from the illusion of staying here, only Colonel Rhodes occasionally comes to see it.

As for Tony, he's a busy man now.

Busy building stronger steel armor, busy... getting married!

Yes, after his untiring efforts, Pepper eventually failed to cut the relationship off, and Tony solemnly proposed to her in front of countless media outlets.

Now the two of us who have completed the engagement ceremony can say that we are already quasi-newcomers.

Tony and Pepper felt sorry for Tony and Pepper, although there were a lot of people who came the day of the engagement but couldn't.

Though Tony never admitted it, Pepper could tell that he wanted those people to come.

Perhaps things that he couldn't forgive before gradually became less important over time...

And that was the case, and on that day, there was an unexpected visitor.

“Are you the only one here? ”

With the power of a soul gem, he disguised his appearance as an ordinary man's vision and suddenly turned his head to see a beautiful woman.

It's incredible how tight the security precautions of this base are, even if it's the top 10 in the world, yet this woman walks in silently and doesn't even notice him!

This is also alarming to see that the woman who appears in the room sometime is definitely not ordinary and whose purpose is unknown and must be treated with caution.

So instead of immediately choosing to subdue each other by force, he kept his tone relaxed and said, “For the time being, this used to be a very lively place, with lots of interesting weirdos, but now they're almost all here. ”

“What about you? Why don't you get out of here? I feel like a giant prison here, just holding you prisoner.” Immediate guests seem to like to talk to people and show their curiosity.

“Prison... no, I don't agree with you, and I'm staying here voluntarily, and I don't want to cause anyone any trouble.” The visionary look instantly changed, but then said firmly.

The strange woman laughed and stopped talking about it. Instead, like an old friend who hasn't seen her for years, she said, "You're a stranger, too. Are you preparing lunch for yourself? ”

The fantasy behind the counter is truthful: “Although I often have time to try it, maybe I really don't have the gift to cook, it tastes bad, and if you want to try it, I can prepare some more. ”

I don't know if it's too lonely, but I know this woman has a big problem, but I talked to her, and I'm even going to invite her to lunch.

I have to say, the world is a little crazy.

“Thank you. It's been a long time since I've eaten normal food. ”

The woman just sat down at the table.

Seeing her for the time being did not seem to have any malice, the illusion hesitated, or decided not to inform Mr. Stark first, but turned around and started cooking clumsily.

At the same time, it's like talking to an old friend and saying, "I'm sorry, I don't quite understand. What does normal mean? ”

“That's what you're doing now. ”

“What do you usually eat? ”

“An organism that blends minerals, which is troublesome to explain and complex to make, and most importantly, has a very poor taste, but it keeps me alive longer. ”

Fantasy doesn't understand, "Well, actually, I don't have to eat to survive, but to make myself look more like a... person, so I'm going to try lots and lots of things, including eating and cooking. ”

More like a... person?

The woman suddenly stopped, her eyes immediately lost focus and seemed to be caught in some kind of memory.

Perhaps no one understands the ideas in the visions, including the distinguished Mr. Stark.

But if someone has to understand visions, she's probably one.

I don't know how long it took for a woman to break out of her memories, and then the ghost said, “Like... it's useless, even if it's imitated again, the fake is fake, and it can't be true. ”

The whole person suddenly paused after hearing the visions that were trying to set the plate up, and then tidied everything up and brought the dish to a close.

“Maybe, but you'll regret not even trying. ”

Women no longer argue with him about the subject, but rather focus on the dishes in front of them.

One scorched piece of fish, a few slices of bacon that look greasy, half a piece of cheese, boiled broccoli and some beans, and bread chips hot in the toaster, as well as jam and chocolate sauce.

The food in front of the two people is exactly the same thing, and it does look, as he said, that he has no talent in cooking, and that simple stuff is so unappetizing.

But that woman doesn't seem to care. Pick up the tableware and try a bite of fish first...

It's a little dull, a little bitter, and a bad taste, and I can barely swallow it.

But she just slightly frowned and ate in, and then began to enjoy her lunch, the first lunch that someone had specially made for her, a lunch that wasn't a deal, that wasn't mercy, that didn't happen to lure her into extortion.

Perhaps the ingredients were ordinary, made very ordinary, tasted very ordinary, but perhaps not so ordinary... at least for her.

When she frowned, of course, she saw the illusion, and he laughed bitterly: “Perhaps Mr. Stark is right, I should not waste time in this regard, if it is hard to eat, don't force it anymore. ”

“You really don't have the talent to do this, and it's right not to waste any more time, but if you really like it, then why care what other people think, it's you who makes the decisions, at least you're an independent individual, not someone's slave, not anyone's client, not anyone's... shadow. ”

When the woman had finished, she began to enjoy her lunch, and while it did not look rude to eat, what was on the table was rapidly diminishing at a visible rate.

And the illusion that you don't actually need to eat is that your mind is distracted and stirring those beans there.

Apparently, a few words to this strange woman today shocked him a lot, and Mr. Stark, they never told him that.

Maybe in their eyes, he's a program, um, a living program.