Chapter 3 Eyes, Badges and Rings

"Who are you?"

"I'm just here to say hello, don't worry, Carl, we're your friends." The voice sounded angry, but with a sense of confidence: "By the way, it's just a courier." ”

"Remember, Carl, the eyes, the badge, and the ring, this is our gift to you."

"Goodbye, little one."

No matter how Carl shouted, the voice disappeared, and even George, who was a room away, didn't seem to hear him.

Carl felt that everything around him had changed, and a piece of information flowed into his mind, making him understand the purpose of all three.

He closed his eyes, opened them again, and they became pure white, which was not white in color, but a manifestation of immensity.

Carl saw so much that the vast amount of knowledge in his eyes rushed into his brain, and the immensity of power made his eyes more and more painful.

Carl could only close his eyes and turn them into normal black eyes.

He was afraid that if he used that form again, his body would explode directly.

Observer's Eye: You can manipulate time and space, manipulate molecules, manipulate energy, manipulate minds, and even turn it into any eye you want.

But only if you can withstand its true power.

Of course, he's from some idiot who likes to see things that shouldn't be seen, and they have a good level of technology, and you can learn from that.

Frankly speaking, Carl couldn't believe it for the first time, what kind of person is the observer, that is one of the best guys in the Marvel Universe, a small pistol can hit a certain purple potato essence screaming, if his goddess doesn't come to save him, he will immediately die of the kind of thing, how can the eyes of this kind of character be on himself?

Carl sighed, not coming to think about it, because the big one was still to come.

Laughing Maker's Badge: You can use it to travel through the universe, as long as you have enough energy, and of course, now he can only send you to one place.

This one is even more heavyweight, and Carl feels hot when he holds this thing.

A naked man with a blue eagle may be watching him, can he not panic?

But Carl didn't panic for long, after all, as long as he was a waste, no one could use him, so he looked at the ring on his hand with peace of mind.

Ring of the Beyonder: Worry about not having enough energy, worrying about some conspiracy, don't be afraid, boy, the Beyonder will always be on your side.

Have you watched too many trash superhero movies? How can I not be afraid, but the infinite energy is really refreshing.

Karl grinned and put on the ring, and found a small line inside the ring: "Please use it with caution according to your physical condition." ”

Karl was silent for a moment, but took the ring with him.

This feeling is like you get a wireless phone, ready to squat on the toilet to rub the WIFI for a lifetime, only to be reminded that you only have one percent left, and it is best to leave the phone on standby.

And he assured that this phone is really unlimited power, as long as it is kept on standby, he can stand by for a lifetime.

What a fuck thing!

Carl sighed, feeling that what the big guy here was not as good as that of the unknown unlucky bastard.

However, Carl felt a little reassured, something he hadn't experienced since the crossing.

After all, dreams are all about purple sweet potato essence or the faces of villains from all walks of life.

Now he is relieved, no matter whether it is self-aiming or perspective, it can be done, as long as there is hanging.

Otherwise, he really didn't have much confidence to survive in this wall-hung world where self-aiming and perspective were as many as dogs, flying and immortal and hanging all over the ground.

"Carl?" George's voice came: "Come out and eat!" ”

Carl put down his things and looked at his bedroom, which was small, with a bed and a table and chairs filling the room, but it was also very warm.

"Uh, what is this?" Carl looked at an unidentified object on the plate and asked, "George, tell me what this is." ”

George said embarrassedly, "Mashed potatoes." ”

"It turned out to be mashed potatoes, I thought you took out the hospital toilet bowl when you came back, and took the stool back and heated it up."

Carl's disgusting metaphor made George can't help but spit out, and Carl sneered: "Is it disgusting? Why don't you feel sick when you bring this plate of Shet to the table? ”

"Okay, don't talk about it, I'll do my best, okay?"

"I'm curious how you usually solve things." Carl scoffed, "It's not easy for Gwen to survive until now. ”

George didn't refute, just sighed: "I usually have bento, but it seems to be finished today." ”

Carl stared at the unknown object in front of him and sighed helplessly: "What else is in the refrigerator?" ”

"Huh?"

"Forget it, I'll go myself." Carl got up and walked towards the refrigerator.

George followed curiously: "You can also cook?" ”

"Not much, but at least it's better than this."

"That's great, there are potatoes, tomatoes, eggs, milk, lettuce, and fruit in the fridge."

Carl opened the refrigerator, picked it, and handed a box to George: "Throw it away, it stinks." ”

"Okay." George was embarrassed to hold the box, saw Carl pick eggs and tomatoes, and asked, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Tomato scrambled eggs!" "This is the only food I know how to cook, do you have rice at home?" ”

"Nope." George shook his head and said, "But we have bread." ”

"Bread?"

"yes, tomatoes and eggs, that sounds like a good spread on bread."

"I ......," Carl couldn't help but say, "George, I don't think I'm in a hurry to go to school, can you send me to any Chinese restaurant as an apprentice before I go to school?" ”

"Don't worry, Carl, I'll be responsible for you." George patted Karl on the shoulder: "It's a bit of a budget, but I can afford you." ”

Carl glanced at George and nodded, "George, you know what?" You're a tough guy! ”

"Why do you say that?"

"Those men who are not afraid of pain are not necessarily tough guys, the real tough guys must be able to withstand the pressure of life but still be kind themselves, obviously, George, you are a tough guy, a real man."

George was a little overwhelmed by the praise, and touched his head a little shyly.

But then Carl complained: "It's just George, now you are just shyly touching your head, and you will be shyly touching your wallet in the future, are you sure you want to send me to school?" ”

"Sure!" Although George's face didn't look very good when he heard this, his eyes were very determined: "You have to go to school, child, school can teach you a lot, including being a good person." ”

"Good guys?" A crisp female voice came from behind the two: "Like Peter? ”