Chapter 22: Whose Ability?

"Can Prophet Lin talk about the mutant ancestors?"

"The Red House should still be over the Soviet Union, right?"

"If the keel is only taken a little, the impact should not be large, right?"

Lin Yun waved his hand.

I've just said that I'm going to answer the last question.

In the short term, he won't say anything more.

The questioner touched the soft nail and did not dare to continue to ask.

After all, there are lessons to be learned. They were also afraid of being like the previous American team, which would arouse Lin Yun's disgust.

Lin Yun also cleared up.

He asked Stark for a tablet and began to snuggle up on the couch and browse the news.

Since we want to pretend to be prophets, we must also be on the cutting edge of information.

In this Marvel world, fatalistic things have not changed, but some details have changed.

For example, Lin Yun brushed that the Life Foundation is not in San Francisco, but in Manhattan.

For example, the rockets launched by the Foundation have been recovered.

For example, President Osborne is critically ill and is recalling his heir.

For example, Spider-Man, who floats over New York, has been accused of disrupting law enforcement.

For example, the famous surgeon Stephen Strange was seriously involved in a car accident on the Ring Road, and his hands were dismantled.

Lin Yun had already slept and eaten enough, and he watched it with relish.

Others don't have such good energy.

The world inside the hotel is always sunny.

But it was already late at night outside.

A lot of people have been staying here, and now they can't stand it anymore.

Stark was similarly struggling.

He was originally an ordinary physique, and he was busy cleaning up the mess these days.

Today was a free day, and I came here immediately, and I didn't have much rest.

He was now sitting on the long sofa that Lin Yun had conjured up, he was shaking his wine glass, and like many people, his eyes were always casually drifting to Lin Yun.

Until then, he had always been a self-proclaimed playboy.

Now there are a lot of beauties of all kinds around Lin Yun, but he is only staring at Lin Yun alone.

He took a sip of wine to refresh himself.

Before, when he verified that Lin Yun's information was correct, he was angry in his heart.

Both for Obadai and for Lin Yun.

Because what Lin Yun said was too accurate.

It was so accurate that it was difficult for him not to suspect that Lin Yun and Obadai were in a group.

After he cleaned up the Iron Overlord and calmed down, he began to invade and collect everything about Lin Yun.

The more I watched, the more shocked I became.

Lin Yun advertised himself as a prophet to the outside world.

With Lin Yun's intelligence ability, even if he is not a prophet now, he is no different from a prophet.

So he decided to take a different approach:

Befriend.

He's Tony Stark, he's not good at anything else, and he's best at making friends for a long time!

Show favor, throw money, and respond to requests.

So far, it seems to be going well.

But now, he's really sleepy.

"Is it just a thought in your head that you can go back to ......the room?"

Stark didn't bother Lin Yun, and casually grabbed the person next to him to confirm.

He just couldn't hold it anymore.

And he also wanted to know what the rumored magical superior room was.

He had just finished asking, and his figure disappeared suddenly.

Tony Stark wasn't so reckless this time.

It's only a deluxe room.

And then.

โ€œWhat theโ€”โ€”hell!โ€

Tony Stark soon reappears in the Maple Leaf Hall.

There is no tiredness on his face, and his eyes are full of incredulity:

"This is the Deluxe Room!?"

"Can the room be changed at will? Arbitrarily changed? What do you want!? โ€

Torstark was utterly shocked.

The deluxe room has already been booked, but the occupants have not said anything.

Hearing Stark's words now, there was an uproar all around.

Then he looked at Lin Yun for verification.

"Yes."

Lin Yun also stopped scrolling the news and smiled at everyone:

"The deluxe room has an additional custom function, if you like, it can be the Hawaiian sun,

If you don't like it, wave your hand like I do, and you can sit by the igloo and watch the Northern Lights in the next second. โ€

Saying that, Lin Yun snapped his fingers as if he didn't care:

"You said you wanted darkness, and when you snapped like this, it was starlight."

"Smack!"

As Lin Yun snapped his fingers, the light suddenly disappeared.

The entire world of red maple was shrouded in darkness in an instant.

It took a while for the frightened people to get used to it, and they stared blankly at the stars.

Lin Yun continued to snap his fingers:

"You said that there should be light, and then there was a snap, and the sky was bright."

"Smack!"

Once again, the entire field of vision was illuminated.

Lin Yun still had that lazy smile snapping his fingers, but when everyone felt like a world away.

It's not about turning the lights on and off.

It's a way to change the world with a raised hand!

The crowd's breathing was a little stagnant.

They always thought it was incredible.

Right now...... There is such an ability in the room!?

Doesn't that mean that if they stay in a room like this, they can also experience the power of the Creator!?

Since the Deluxe Room has such a magical function......

"What is the function of the presidential suit?"

Someone asked anxiously.

Lin Yun smiled.

Still gave the answer: "Just live in and you'll know." โ€

As he spoke, Lin Yun glanced at Stark amusedly.

Stark froze, and then the corners of his mouth twitched, annoyed.

He was the only one who had ever booked a presidential suit.

But he didn't take it seriously.

Now the eyes around me look like a joke no matter how you look at it.

It's just that it's too painful to let him order it again now.

Anyway, he hadn't had enough of the luxury room, so he stopped talking and flashed back to the room again.

Stark leaves, but the others are eager.

A rugged-looking mutant asked in a loud voice with glowing eyes:

"Lin Yun, is this your personal ability or the hotel's own ability to change at will?"

Lin Yun looked at this mutant, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling:

"There's a difference?"

The mutant's face immediately changed: "Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else!" โ€

Is there any, in fact, it was already there when I asked it.

Lin Yun knew very well what he wanted to ask.

If it's a feature that comes with the hotel, then it can be taken away.

Anyone who doesn't seem to be smart can think of this, and only more people are also greedy.

Lin Yun's heart is actually quite calm.

He had expected such a day.

So he has been desperate for the ability to replicate.

Only with strength can you protect what belongs to you.

As for the interior of the hotel, Lin Yun is even more afraid.

The hotel is bound to him, as long as he doesn't die and go out to wave, then even if Thanos comes in, he can only knead it.

Looking at the people around him who were still in harmony, Lin Yun also smiled slightly.

Eventually.

It's better to improve your strength first.

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