"You still want to die? Alas, tell me, how do you want to die? General Pabuck asked dissatisfied.

"It's definitely not okay to commit suicide, I have a successful career and a happy family now, so it's completely unreasonable to do that."

Clinton's tone was serious and serious, and he said, "But this guy Clinton is well known and suffers from the disease of widowhood; Coupled with Sheila's extravagance, it is also possible that Mr. President will die. ”

General Pabuck shook his head again and again, and retorted, "No, what kind of rotten idea are yours? Have you considered the influence of letting the president of a big country die on a woman's belly? We lurkers just want to keep a low profile, and then keep a low profile, hide in the shadows and secretly do things. Even if the secret invasion is completed, the local natives will not be able to find any trace of us, so it is the highest level of lurking. I know you're brave and fearless on the battlefield, but as a lurker of a secret invasion, you're too aggressive. ”

"What then? Sitting on the throne of the president, it is really inconvenient for me to do things! Clinton said aggrieved.

Although he just felt that he was incompetent, General Pabbo couldn't say it directly, and after thinking for a while, he said: "In this way, the matter of sentinels and mutants is indeed too sensitive for the president, you slightly change the mission goal... Well, it's Tony and Spider-Man recently, and there are a lot of super smart people in this broken place on Earth! As president, it's normal for you to care about the future of your country. From now on, you will be responsible for collecting the Americans, oh no, the genius natives of the world, and all those who are suspected of being high-level intelligence, all of them will be recorded, and then we will be able to hunt them collectively or create accidents to eliminate them. ”

"Yes, General!"

Despite his desperation, Clinton took on the task.

Then General Pabrock arranged to Howard Sr.: "At the moment, our small goal is Spider-Man. You can't expose yourself and sneak up on him directly as Howard Stark, that Spider-Man seems to be particularly sensitive to crises......"

Old Howard nodded, took over the conversation and said: "Listen to what Spider-Man himself said, he is spider induction, although he thinks he is bragging, but the previous tiger man's lore game was indeed sensed by him in advance... If Tony's men hadn't dragged those dozens of mercenaries, Spider-Man would have died that day. “

"It doesn't matter if he's spider sense or not, unless we kill him ourselves, it's too hard to kill him by natives. However, you're Tony's father, and he's unguarded against you... In the future, whenever Spider-Man comes to Tony, you will try to be present, in addition to looking for a chance to test that damn 'signal pot', you will have to probe his bottom without a trace, even if he is alert and can't find out his secrets, you have to use the advantage of information to mislead him. ”

Speaking of this, General Pabbo also showed luck on his face, and sighed: "For example, last time, Spider-Man actually knew about the photon pulse detector and wanted to investigate the satellite, if you weren't there, and immediately reminded us, I'm afraid that Spider-Man could judge that there were no satellites above Midtown Manhattan at that time based on the satellite orbit rate and the time when the signal appeared... If that situation really occurs, with the ingenuity of Spider-Man and Tony, eighty percent of them will think of extraterrestrial civilizations, and then it will be really in trouble. ”

“...... Alright, that's the end of this meeting, let's adjourn! ”

Not to mention that after the angry Klinton broke up the meeting, he went crazy to his wife to extinguish his anger, not to mention that after the old Howard went back, he immediately rushed to the private laboratory on the third floor of the apartment, and greeted his son again.

The transcendent Spider-Man they focused on, that is, President Maya, was also making his "bed" in the student council president's office at this time.

"Two single sofas are butt together, although it is not enough, but if I shrink my legs, it is okay, right?"

Maya muttered to herself as she lay down in it, well, not to mention, with Maya's current height of 1.3 meters, two sofas are really enough for her to lie down.

The lab wasn't far from the president's office, so she didn't have to stay in the lab all the time... In fact, the helpers that Joey and Hammer found were not always staring at Helen, the mother of the pig, they all set their alarm clocks and hid to the side to watch TV.

At this time, it was already half past twelve in the evening, but President Maya still didn't want to rest, after all, he had to check Helen's condition every few hours, and he couldn't sleep comfortably after a nap, so it was better to meditate.

In this way, President Maya sat cross-legged on the sofa and began to practice the "Hansen Immortal Ninja Decision".

At the same time, more than a dozen small and slender shadow touches poked out from behind her, and the desktop computer keyboard on the desk began to "crackle" and beat wildly.

Two hours later, with the sound of the printer's "click", pages of A4 paper with handwriting all over it flew out, well, it really flew up.

Under the traction of Shadow Touch, the more than 800 pieces of printer paper were divided into four parts and placed neatly on the president's desk.

Maya also ended her cultivation at this time, after all, the amount of chakra is limited, and the cultivation of immortal ninja is particularly consuming chakra.

Then she stepped forward and used a large stapler to nail the four documents into four thick booklets. Maya casually picked up a book with "Grade 9 Mathematics Solution" written on the cover, and after reading it for a while, she said to herself with satisfaction: "Very good, the print is very clear, the content, of course, from shallow to deep, uh, no, it should be 'from shallow to ashore'... As far as I'm concerned, it's both an image and a narrator, so Nana should be easy to understand, right? ”

President Maya's birthday is at the end of August, and Nana's birthday is later than her, in mid-September, which does not mean that Maya is older than Nana, but that they are not the same year, and Nana is two years older than Maya.

Maya's hand-coded four thick tutorial textbooks, that is, the four "Ninth Grade Mathematics, Physics, Chemistry, and Biology Complete Solution" on the desktop, are the birthday gifts she prepared for Nana.

On the big night of last Thursday, Nana ran to her house with her schoolbag and cheeky to beg Maya to help her with her math homework.

MMP, it's 11 o'clock at night, if she hadn't reacted quickly, Jennifer would have found out that her daughter was missing in the middle of the night.

What's even more shameless is that it's obviously a homework that will be handed in on Friday morning, and it's called counseling if you come over early.

There was no way, for Nana's already anxious credits, President Maya finally pinched her nose and spent 5 minutes helping her "tutor" her to complete the study problems.

Who knew that Nana was still not satisfied, so she actually took out two assignments in physics and chemistry from her schoolbag and asked to continue "tutoring". 166 Reading Network