"Death? Almost," since it was already the last one, Hades was in a very good mood now, "To be precise, I'm Hades, Hades, the king of Hades." ”

Andrew's eyes widened, feeling a little incredulous.

"But...... Mr. Hades, why do you ......" Andrew felt his impression of the high gods in his mind crumble a little.

"It's good to have nothing to do," Hades waved his hand and began to fool around, "It's also good to do something on your own and experience the fun of work." ”

Andrew was silent.

He originally thought that this was some earth-shattering secret, something big happened in the divine realm, and the battle of the gods caused even Hades, the king of Hades, to be beaten until the godhead was broken and the underworld was crippled, so he could only transport souls by himself......

Anyway, Andrew thought of all kinds of possibilities, all of which were the grand events in the novel, but he just didn't expect that it was just the old man of Hades who had nothing to do to experience the life of work.

What he didn't expect was that even the things he thought he knew now were made up casually by Hades.

……

"Huh? What the hell is this third-level [Association Unfolding]? Hades looked at the list of task rewards in his mind and scratched his head suspiciously, "YY skills?" Is this person good at brain supplementation? ”

Shaking his head and tossing the meaningless thing out of his mind, Hades glanced at his watch and drove home.

After brushing these twenty-three Piaopiao, Hades's [Physique] has reached 2729 points!

A wave of fertilizer in the real sense is probably like this.

Since it's already five o'clock in the morning, Hades now plans to go home and take a shower, change into a formal suit, and bring a video camera with him.

Tony will definitely admit to being Iron Man, and Hades is sure that he understands it in the jokes he had with Tony that day.

……

"About the Stark Industries incident the day before yesterday......" On TV, Roddy is going about his job - using official clichés to fool the mass media, while Coulson hands Tony two pieces of paper.

"That's what you're going to say," Coulson said, "just read it." ”

"Okay......" Tony looked at his script book, "Vacation?" ”

"Yes, we've made customs papers and witness statements that prove that you spent the whole night on Avalon last night," Coulson said, "just read it word by word." ”

"Aha...... How is there no talk about Stan? Tony asked, glancing at his script book.

"We've taken care of that," Coulson said, "and he's on vacation at the time, but ...... Anyway, the probability of a crash of a small plane has always been quite high. ”

"But...... I mean, if you follow what you say above," Tony glanced at his script book, "my bodyguard? Isn't it, I mean, a little fake? ”

"It's not the first time I've dealt with something like this, Mr. Stark." Coulson smiled.

"Actually, everybody knows that what the official says isn't true, but as long as you have enough evidence and enough power, then it will be true," Hades walked into the room, he had just heard the conversation between Tony and Coulson, "It's been the same since the dawn of time. ”

"It's like I'm doing something bad." Tony said with a smile.

"I guess you misunderstood," Hades walked over and greeted Coulson, "When does the press conference start?" ”

"Whoa, whoa, are you going to a wedding?" Tony began to make a fuss when he saw Hades' appearance, "You actually changed into a suit?" ”

"It's just a normal suit," Hades smiled, "what, I'm afraid I'll steal your limelight?" ”

Hades's figure is naturally needless to say, a well-fitting suit is worn on his body, coupled with his already handsome appearance,

"Just kidding, I'm scared?" Tony said unconvinced, "Come on, make a bet......"

"The way they communicate is ...... Peculiar. ”

On the side, Pepper, who had just finished painting Tony's makeup and washed his hands, smiled helplessly at Coulson and said.

"It's interesting." Coulson smiled and nodded, "You still have three minutes to prepare, and the press conference will be held soon." ”

"Well, Agent Coulson," Pepper said, calling Coulson, "I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for all you've done. ”

"It's just our job, that's what we're supposed to do," Coulson nodded, "We'll get back in touch later." ”

"Like, what ...... about homeland strategy," Pepper began to try to recall the name Coulson had mentioned earlier.

"It's good to call it S.H.I.E.L.D.," Coulson said, "and we've changed the name to be more straightforward." ”

With that, Coulson left first, and he was given other tasks to do.

"Iron Man?" Hades looked at the statement in the newspaper, "What did they say, let me see...... Ha, Tony, I seem to be Iron Man too. ”

"No, no, you should be a tease of Iron Man, the title of Iron Man is mine," Tony pointed to the handsome picture of Iron Man in the newspaper with scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and then pointed to the picture of the classic pose of the armor worn by Hades next to him, "Look, the judgment is made." ”

"Well, then I don't want this title," Hades rolled his eyes, knowing that he wouldn't have made that provocative gesture before, "Why don't so many good photos be taken, but they choose this one?" ”

"Maybe it's because this one best represents your image," said Tony, after thinking about it for a while, "just like mine, my one is handsome, and yours is funny." ”

"No, it's just because your armor is too ugly to reflect my handsomeness," Hades looked at with disdain, "Wait until I make my armor and let you see what true aesthetics are!" ”

When the two were about to start another debate about the aesthetics of the armor, Pepper finally spoke.

"Gentlemen, it's time to put on a show." Pepper said, pointing to the door that led to the press conference room.

"Ahem, I'll come in from the press tunnel later, and promise not to steal your limelight," Hades was still very serious when it came to business, and he took out a fake press card from his pocket and hung it around his neck, "How is it?" Like? ”

"Yes, I'll ask you to answer the question." Tony said with a smile.

………………

Street Diary:

Yesterday, I strayed into a group of models and silently prostituted a lot of photos, until they started to discuss beauty issues, and I couldn't help but speak.

"Drink milk! Milk for beauty! ”

I'm telling the truth, why did they kick me?