Chapter 3 Garbage Capacity?
A busy night......
It wasn't until the next morning, when the nanny knocked on the door, that the tired Mike was relieved.
Damn Raven, why did you let the babysitter go back yesterday?
Mike sighed inwardly.
"Mr. Kent."
Norma, a middle-aged nanny who was fat, hugged Clark, saw Mike looking tired, and sighed: "It's too hard for you to take care of the children alone." ”
Mike rubbed his forehead and said, "It's okay, I'm adapting." ”
Norma smiled, hugged Clark close to Mike, and whispered: "The work of taking care of children still has to be handed over to women, you can't do it without a woman in your family." ”
Hearing this, Mike was alarmed.
What does this Norma want to do? You don't want to nominate yourself, do you?
Quickly glancing at the other party's fat body, Mike shuddered and hurriedly said, "It's okay, I'm used to it." ”
"It's not good to get used to it!" Norma looked sad and thoughtful for Mike: "I know a beautiful girl, she is pregnant, and she wants to find someone to marry, I think you are very suitable, after all, you also have a child." ”
Rich, handsome, and a farm, such conditions, if she were twenty years younger, she would not give it to others.
Mike's face darkened.
Hey, I'm just like a pick-up man?
So his face tensed, and he said, "No need." ”
He picked up his clothes and walked downstairs as he said, "I have some things to take care of, take care of Clark." ”
Norma looked at Mike's back with a look of pity.
She still thinks that Mike and her daughter are very suitable, and find an opportunity to talk about it, if it doesn't work, she can only let her daughter go to the hospital.
Mike drove to New York, drove down the streets, felt the atmosphere of the 80s, and sighed.
In this era, there is a lot less to pass the time.
However, as far as this world is concerned, it is much more dangerous than the world before him.
Super technology, alien invasion, magical dimension invasion, mutants, superheroes and criminals......
Just thinking about what the future would happen, Mike had a headache.
However, none of these things have anything to do with him, and when he is done with them, he will concentrate on going home and taking care of the children.
It's good not to fight and kill.
Thinking of his leisurely life after his 'retirement', the corners of Mike's mouth couldn't help but curl slightly.
……
New York, a coffee shop.
"As long as you help me kill him, you don't divulge any secrets of the organization, I will never let people trouble you, this is my promise."
Sloane, who was swarthy, looked at Mike with a smile and added, "I'm a lot more creditable than Couch." ”
Mike said lightly: "Deal." ”
Sloane was slightly stunned.
He thought he would bother with a little more talking, but he didn't expect Mike to agree like that.
However, when he saw Mike's gaze, his heart was cold.
If he dares to break his word, kill him......
He read this information from Mike's gaze.
Naked, undisguised.
"Huh!" He chuckled under his breath and said, "My plan is this, he ...... on Wednesday"
"Stop!" Mike raised his hand and said, "I don't want to hear your long, interlocking and ingenious plans. ”
In the light of it, the more planning links, the easier it is to make mistakes, and if there is a little mistake, the plan is over.
Knocking on the table, Mike said, "Tell me the time, place, and number of people." ”
Sloane was stunned, then smiled, "You're still as confident as ever. ”
Mike got up and said, "Give me information tonight, this is my phone." ”
With a flick of his finger, a card with a phone number landed on the table, and Mike quickly left.
Sloan picked up the card, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.
Male Infertility Hospital, Dr. Luch.
Turning the card over, looking at the handwritten phone number on the back, he breathed a sigh of relief, put it away closely, pressed a piece of money under the coffee cup, and turned to leave.
……
Mike's home is, more precisely, a hideout.
Pushing open the door of the apartment, Mike looked at Raven who was reclining on the sofa and said, "You're here?" ”
Ruiwen was stunned, didn't see Mike's surprised expression, felt depressed, and couldn't help but say, "Why aren't you surprised at all?" ”
"This is the third place you've discovered, and I can still get up unexpectedly?"
"Giggles!" Raven pretentiously covered her mouth and laughed, "Do you have any other safe houses?" ”
Mike said lightly: "Who knows? ”
Raven said, "How did you talk to Sloane?" ”
"You care so much about this?"
Raven said sincerely: "Because it has something to do with you." ”
Mike sneered and said, "It's not funny at all. ”
"It's boring."
Raven lazily reclined back on the couch.
Suddenly, Mike said, "You teamed up with Sloan to rescue the leader of the Hellfire Club who was captured two years ago?" ”
Ruiwen sat up violently, her tone couldn't help but be cold, and said, "You're going to stop me?" ”
Mutant ......
Since the Hellfire Club has been doing things all over the world, trying to use force to gain space for mutants to survive, most of the ordinary people in the world are full of bad feelings towards the mutant group.
Hellfire's operations became low-key two years ago after the leader of Hellfire was captured by S.H.I.E.L.D., and Raven joined the Assassin League two years ago.
Except for Mike, who accidentally discovered Raven's mutant identity during an operation, no one else in the Assassin League knew about it.
Now, Sloan may know it, but only maybe......
"Am I idle?"
Raven looked at Mike for a few seconds, then lay down again, her fingers gently hooking her long golden hair, and her tone couldn't help but relax: "You are indeed not idle, you still have a child to bring." ”
"If you're just here to make sure Sloan and I don't agree, you can go now."
"Eh, it's so ruthless, I want to ask you what you mean by helping yesterday."
"You'll find out when you kill Kutch."
Raven got up, smiled at Mike Yingying, changed her appearance casually, and turned to leave.
She seems to owe Mike another favor.
After seeing Raven leave, Mike sat on the couch, and with a thought, a dagger appeared in his hand out of thin air.
Tossing the dagger up and down, Mike's face calm.
After two months of exploration, he finally had the following understanding of his abilities.
1. The embodiment of memory fantasy is to embody the things in his memory, of course, this thing can be reset by him to a certain extent, and the degree of change is very low.
2. This 'memory' refers to the memory before the crossing, and the things in the memory after the time travel cannot be realized.
3. There is a time limit for the embodied things, but after all, it is only LV1 level, and after that, it will ...... Who knows, he hasn't even figured out how to level up his abilities.
4. It takes time to manifest each time, and the more familiar and simple it is, the shorter the time it takes, and now after his practice, the embodiment item he is most familiar with is a dagger.
5. So far, Mike has not been able to embody modern weapons, which I don't know if this is due to the limitations of the system or the low level.
Finally, a conclusion is drawn......
"Trash ability!"