Marvel: A Bastard Legacy Weaver

Chapter 35: CHAPTER 35



Antarctic ice cave.

John. The two returned to the Antarctic vibranium mine again and are using their shock wave super powers to mine vibranium.

Suddenly, Tony asked, "John, you seem to be very interested in money?"

John stopped what he was doing and looked at Tony in Mark's armor in surprise: "Stark, are you talking like a human being? Who doesn't like money?"

However, he felt that the matter was not simple, and quickly asked again: "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

There was really no reason for Brother Tony to ask this suddenly. Could it be that something happened that he didn't know about?

Tony was silent for a while, then slowly said, "Before, Stan's property mysteriously disappeared. Jarvis investigated for half a year... and found that it was related to you."

Well, John wasn't the only one who was embarrassed. The little mess in his pocket was also embarrassing.

How harsh the promises were made at the time, how harsh the slap in the face will be now.

"How many people know about this?"

Tony shook his head: "I haven't told anyone about this yet."

John's face changed slightly, and a thought suddenly popped up in his mind: why not just silence him.

Tony, who noticed the subtle change in the atmosphere, instantly activated the Mark Armor John. After a while, he quickly explained: "We are friends, aren't we? Don't worry, I will definitely not leak it."

For some reason, an idea came to Tony's mind: Anti-John armor is imperative.

"John, you'd better not do this again in the future. What if the traces you leave are discovered by others..."

John nodded: "Thanks." It seems necessary to find a new way to make money.

In fact, he didn't understand why he was so obsessed with money, and his previous plan to pick up girls and buy a house did not go forward.

"Wait until this period of time has passed, and then study it again."

John. used the power of shockwave to mine for a whole day, but the two of them had no idea how much vibranium ore they had collected.

Anyway, the more the better, that's their common idea.

Tony plans to replace all Mark armors with adamantium materials, and even build an iron legion.

As for John, it's much simpler. All you have to do is change the body materials of Soundwave, Drift, and Dog.

The two of them chatted about nothing.

"The other day, that big green guy showed up at Culver University and was repelled by the military. There's also the hammer in New Mexico. I think we need to recruit some people."

Hearing Tony's words, John nodded. It was true that they were a little short of manpower.

With the scale of SHIELD, it would be a bit overwhelmed to deal with three things happening at the same time.

Black Widow goes undercover at Sterk Industries, Coulson leads a group of agents to New Mexico to deal with the hammer, and Nick Fury personally keeps an eye on Bruce Banner.

But he has decided not to tear it down or go in.

How should I explain this to Tony?

Brother Tony has the awareness and responsibility to become a superhero, but the key is that John... doesn't have it. He just wants to get girls and become stronger.

To be precise, the process of their acquaintance originated from John's original thought: Would changing Ethan's death cause any irreversible impact?

Later, Tony found the trace of the mechanical dog that had saved him and Ethan, and thus paid attention to John.

Afterwards, the trip to London gave John a helping hand in getting rid of the mustache-faced Dane.

For Tony, John opened the door to his understanding of the world and allowed him to see a different world: a world where people with super powers exist.

Transformers, Kamar-Taj, New York Temple, Eternals, Mutants...

He even had a feeling that the hammer in New Mexico, John. must know its origins.

"It's just that this guy's mind is full of women and money." Tony sighed secretly, he is so similar to himself when he was young.

As for John, he was thinking about what to do next besides strengthening his subordinates.

Do something more to increase your strength.

The practice of the Dark Book was indeed a bit difficult when Ancient One Laoden was still alive.

If he's not careful, he might end up in jail.

Even if Ancient One didn't want to lock him up, the three-dimensional Vishanti behind Kamar-Taj would not allow such a thing to happen.

After much thought, the fastest way to increase my strength right now is to communicate with Sersi.

After all, Sersi is his biggest experience package in recent times, with the superpowers of a ten-man team of Eternals.

Lighting up a cigarette, John leisurely enjoyed his short mining career.

"The road ahead is bright."

At this moment, a rapid mechanical sound suddenly came into his mind.

"It has been detected that Old John's Turkish BBQ restaurant is about to be destroyed by the abomination. Please go and stop it as soon as possible. Mission time: 30 minutes."

"Mission failed: reduced by 10cm..."

John was stunned for about ten seconds.

"Brother, you are a scumbag simulator, not a mission simulator."

The system's sudden self-activation made John's head buzz and his thoughts became confused.

The punishment for failing a mission is so harsh.

If he was in New York at the moment, he could just drive over and deal with the hatred within 30 minutes, which would not be a big problem for him.

But damn...he is still in Antarctica.

As for the penalty of reducing his height by 10cm, if it was because of his height, then he could just bear with it, after all, his height of 187cm would be reduced to 177cm, which was acceptable. But if it was because of his second brother, then he would have no chance of survival in the future.

Damn it.

The countdown on the screen in my mind was so dazzling at this moment: 29 minutes and 26 seconds, 29 minutes and 25 seconds...

John immediately stopped mining, stretched out one hand in midair, and used the other hand to draw circles in front of him, silently reciting

"Please, please."

John's strange behavior immediately caught Tony's attention: "John, what are you doing?"

"Let me be quiet for 30 minutes..."

If he can't draw the portal within 30 minutes, then...what will he do in the future?

My scumbag simulator is 10cm shorter, which is half as much.

"Ah~ah~ah~"

Time passed by minute by minute, 20 divided by 22 seconds...he still couldn't draw the portal.

Tony stepped in front of John and secretly recorded this video which would cause great harm to him in the future.

If he could go back in time, he would never film this scene.

"13 minutes and 14 seconds remaining, 13 minutes and 13 seconds, 13 minutes and 12 seconds remaining..."

John. now has only two thoughts, one is to pray for the portal to appear, and the other is to pray that the abomination will not destroy his barbecue restaurant first.

There are many streets in New York, brother, go and smash something else first.

At worst, I'll pay the compensation.

"8 minutes and 28 seconds remaining..."

Tony's next words made him look even more upset: "John, two green fat guys appeared near your barbecue restaurant."

John's hands began to tremble, his face turned pale, his eyes lost their luster, and he could only mutter:

"Are you...already nearby?"

My 10cm!!!

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