In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 194: The plot began to drift gradually (Part 1)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman

"Are you sure you're really okay?"

Standing at the door, Thor looked at Eddie carefully. Eddie's current condition looks very bad. His hair looks like it hasn't been washed for a few days, and it has become a mess. The sweater he is wearing inside It seems to be a famous brand, but many places have been stitched, not to mention the jacket, and there is still dirty oil stains on one sleeve.

Thor has been wandering in Hell's Kitchen these days, and has seen many homeless people. Eddie's image has no sense of disobedience when he joins the homeless group.

Seeing that his neighbor has fallen into such a state, Thor is too embarrassed to ask him to disturb the people. He can only say: "If you need help, I'm right next door..."

"Damn it! I'm not a tramp!" Eddie obviously saw the sympathy in Thor's eyes, and he hammered the door frame, "I'm just..."

As soon as he uttered a syllable, he suddenly swayed back again and hit the porch behind him. The water cup on the porch fell to the ground and broke, and he looked back and cursed: "Damn it, why are you so angry again?" ..."

Then he fell violently to the left, hit his head on the door frame again, and then, like a marionette, staggered back a few steps, and ran to the pool to vomit again.

Now Thor can't stand idly by, even if it's not to help him, but also to keep his hard-earned house from being destroyed, he can only walk into Eddie's room, wanting to see what's going on with him.

Eddie's house was in a mess. There were several boxes of documents and sundries piled up at the door, which looked like they had been packed in a hurry. The large and small objects were stacked together in no order, and they looked like they would collapse at any time.

Thor stepped over the documents, and found a pile of machines he didn't recognize on his left hand, some were messy brackets, and some looked like cannons.

Thor has lived in the human world for so many days, and he probably understands, but any machine he doesn’t know should be very expensive, and he will definitely not be able to pay for it if it is broken, so he bypassed the left side and came to the The sofa on the right.

There is a pile of clothes on the sofa, the most conspicuous of which are a few suits wrapped in dust covers, which look different from other clothes. Even if Thor can't tell what kind of human clothes are, he It can also be seen that the workmanship of these suits is much better than the others.

Going in again, there is a suitcase lying on the ground. Obviously, this man named Eddie was kicked out, and his suitcase was also packed in a mess, and many things had not had time to be taken out. So piled in the box.

Standing over the suitcase and entering the kitchen, Thor saw Eddie squatting on the ground with his back against the cabinet. He seemed to have completely collapsed, his eyes were dull, and he was muttering to himself.

Eddie saw a huge shadow appearing in front of him. As soon as he looked up, he saw the tall Thor looking at him with concern. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to ask for help, but then I feel that what I think is too absurd, but there is still nothing.

"Or I'll take you to the hospital." Thor lowered his head to Eddie: "You look really sick."

So, Thor turned around and walked out, as if he wanted to make a phone call, Eddie quickly got up and grabbed him: "No! Don't go! I don't have money to pay for the ambulance anymore!"

"But you look really bad." Thor turned around and pointed to Eddie's face: "You are the most emaciated human being I have ever seen. Don't you have a mirror? Don't take a look at yourself Is it?"

Eddie sighed deeply. He walked slowly to the sofa, brushed away the messy clothes, and said, "Are you from Texas? Sit down, I don't have anything to entertain you Yes, bring the two cans of beer next to the box."

Thor stood there and glanced at him. Although he didn't know much about the people on Earth, he still had the basic ability to distinguish. He could tell that this man was not a tramp, but fell into despair for some reason. Coming here, he obviously has a stomach for stories to tell.

Thor looked up and looked out the window, it is still early, the warehouse works in three shifts, and it is not yet time for him to go to work, and he is still idle, Thor listened to Eddie's words, from his He brought two cans of beer from the side of the suitcase, went to sit opposite the sofa, gave Eddie one can, and put the other in front of him.

Of course he knows about wine. When working in the warehouse, the boss will take care of a meal, while Thor is on the night shift. After the shift, the workers will invite him to drink draft beer.

For Thor, the wine of the earth is a bit too weak, but it is better than nothing, so on the first day he moved to his new home, he also went to the surrounding shops to buy a few bottles of beer to stock up.

Eddie opened the can on his own, and took two sips of beer. Thor waved him: "Don't do this, I can see that you don't often drink bars? What you pour in like this is foam , very bloated stomach, I won’t be able to drink it later.”

"Later?" Eddie smiled bitterly: "I only have these two cans of beer, how long do you think I can drink?"

"It's okay, I still have a few bottles, I'll bring them to you later." Thor didn't care, he had a bold and unrestrained temperament honed by the battlefield, Eddie watched his movements: "You should be a member of the army. Retired? I can see that you should have fought in war."

Thor raised his eyebrows, it was the first time someone treated him like this, he said to Eddie: "You should not be an ordinary person, no one has seen my identity before."

Hearing that he admitted, Eddie took a closer look. He said, "Looking at your physical fitness, you should be an elite of the special forces. Which force are you in? Why didn't you become an instructor?"

Thor waved his hand and didn't intend to continue. After so many days, he also discovered that bragging about his achievements on Earth will only be regarded as crazy, and he will lose his job.

Thor still doesn't take ordinary humans seriously in his bones, so he doesn't need them to affirm his record, so if anyone asks him later, he will just say goodbye and remain silent.

"Okay, I know you have confidentiality regulations, so I won't ask." Eddie took another sip of wine: "In this case, your mouth should be very strict, and maybe it has nothing to do with you."

"How on earth did you get yourself like this?"

Thor looked around the room, he said: "You also have a lot of valuable things in this room, you should be quite rich before, right? How did you make it like this?"

Bringing this matter up, Eddie sighed deeply again, and with the help of alcohol, he started talking.

"What I want next may be amazing, maybe you will think I am crazy, but that is the truth."

Eddie took a sip of beer, pinched the beer can tightly with his fingers, and the veins on the back of his hand protruded.

"I was originally a reporter, and I was the top one. I won many awards, interviewed many celebrities, and many well-known reports came from me. When I did my best, even the editor-in-chief Look at my face."

Eddie put the beer can on the coffee table with a "snap", and he continued: "But just a month ago, everything changed."

His hand holding the beer can was getting tighter and tighter. The foam on the surface of the beer poured out from the mouth of the can. Under the dim light, it shone with colorful luster. Eddie stared at the luster, and his thoughts began to wander. Go back to a month ago.

"Morning, Eddie."

"Morning, what's the matter? You seem to have something to say?" Eddie looked at his colleague, the colleague who greeted him came over, and lowered his voice: "The editor-in-chief is looking for you. He seems very angry. You'd better Pay attention."

After that, the colleague patted him on the shoulder and left. Eddie held the document and the camera on his chest, and pushed open the glass door of the editor-in-chief's office.

The editor-in-chief was on the phone, and when he saw Eddie coming in, he glanced at him, then hung up the phone, knocked on the table, and motioned for Eddie to come over, he said, "Eddie, did you read the Daily Horn yesterday? ?”

"Uh, I didn't see it, what happened to them?"

"Their new issue of the newspaper is a sellout, and so is the magazine. They launched an issue of the New York weirdos, with high-definition photos of Spider-Man and Iron Man, as well as live photos of their brave acts, and even a The reporter also caught up with Spider-Man, confirming that Spider-Man is really just a high school student."

"On the contrary ~IndoMTL.com~ Our last issue of the newspaper sold poorly, people are not interested in any river construction projects at all."

"Eddie, I know you're a well-known reporter, but you've gone too far recently. People don't care what projects those rich guys are going to start. It has nothing to do with them. They just want to see those New York volunteers. The high-definition handsome photos of the police, and their amazing gossip..."

"I know..." The editor-in-chief reached out to comfort Eddie: "I know this kind of news is not your strong point, but we have to bow our heads to sales. If we can't make some big news, this season's performance is too big. It's ugly, I'm afraid I have to cut my salary."

Eddie heard the threat in the editor-in-chief's tone, and he was a little helpless: "Didn't we have the upper hand in the previous vampire incident?"

"That was all a few months ago. For our industry, it is longer than centuries. We have to find a new hot spot!"

"By the way, you know the immortality factor that has become popular recently, right?"

"I've heard it, but don't know much about it."

"That's okay, tomorrow I have an appointment with Drake, the boss of the Life Foundation, and you are in charge of interviewing him and talking to him about the immortality factor."

"The Life Foundation claims that they have found a better way to extract the immortality factor, and the effect is faster and more significant. They have also invited many experiencers, and the feedback is very good. Drake's recent red hair Purple."

The editor-in-chief waved his fist: "We must seize this opportunity. If this interview becomes popular, not only will it overwhelm the Daily Bugle, maybe we will also have the opportunity to try that magical potion of immortality factor?"

"Go ahead, Eddie, your career will reach new heights."

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