I Began Selling Jars from Naruto World Chapter 711: ：It also depends on my mood

The expression and anger of the homeless man illustrate his unwillingness.

This is a man struck down by fate.

Being bankrupt, terminally ill, and being abandoned by his relatives, it seems that the whole world is against him, and it would be unbearable for anyone else. Neither Coulson nor Steve feel that they will be more powerful than the person in front of them. strong.

Or rather.

Being strong doesn't change anything at all except to make them feel less miserable before they die.

"You're right." The silence was still a gentle smile, and he didn't seem to be irritated by this man's rudeness, he just smiled plainly, "There is no God in this world, at least not before I came, so, you Are you willing to accept my mercy and exchange all your worth for a young and healthy body?"

Yes, there is no God in this universe.

There was God's here before the silence came.

After all, there is indeed a certain mythological system in the Marvel system. For example, the power of the Ghost Rider comes from the devil, and the movie Marvel world seems to have appeared in the Ghost Rider.

But after coming here, I found that there is no heaven and no **** in this universe.

Silent sight traverses fate and sees the story of Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. in fate, only to discover that the Ghost Rider is just a superpower with power similar to Ghost Rider.

At least, this is the case in this universe.

Perhaps there is still some kind of continuity between the ghost knight and the demon, but whether the power of the demon can come to this universe requires further testing and testing by silence.

In the face of the silent words, the anger in the homeless man's heart has reached the point of being visible to the naked eye.

"Do you think you are God?"

He thinks he has met someone who likes to make fun of poor people and make fun of other people's despair.

"I don't think I'm God." Silent raised his palm slowly, "But you can think so."

Following his actions and words, carefully preserved US dollar bills, hidden, flew out from the body of the homeless person and the pile of salutes, slowly hovering in the silent palms, this is his nearly ten years of accumulation.

Puff.

The homeless man slumped to the ground, staring blankly at all this.

Then became ecstatic, he fell directly to the ground, as if he wanted to kiss the silent toes.

It's been a bit incoherent.

"Take it! Take it all! My God, I will rise to you day and night, beseeching your mercy..."

Whether the existence in front of him is God or not, in the present that provides hope, he is his God.

Coulson and Steve watched the scene silently.

Their hearts were also full of shock, especially when they saw that the homeless white hair quickly turned black, the wrinkled skin became smooth again, and even the thin body became full again.

A miracle?

For the desperate homeless man, this is his miracle.

Even if God took all the assets of his ten years of hard work, he was still ecstatic, because youth and health were things that no amount of money could buy him.

So he knelt down, he pleaded, he laughed, he wept.

Steve was shaken even more.

He looked at the vagabond who had returned to his youth, thought of his grey-haired girlfriend, and thought of his biggest regret—the missed dance.

This book, like what happened to this homeless man, is a regret that cannot be changed no matter what.

As it should be.

But in front of "God", it seems so simple, and even the price seems to be insignificant.

"Are you really God?" Steve asked.

"What do you think I am, then what I am." The silent gaze was not looking at the tramp, but turned his head and placed it on Steve for the first time.

It's just a moment of staring at each other.

Steve was about to sink into those deep eyes like a galaxy. He seemed to see everything in the world, countless galaxies, his own destiny, his life, and it seemed like everything I didn't see, and I don't remember seeing anything.

"God will answer people's prayers and fulfill their wishes, and so will you," Steve said.

"It's only occasionally." She whispered softly, and then laughed, "In my opinion, whether God or devil is just a symbol of ability and behavior, as long as it has the power and behavior of God, it is God, But honestly, I'm still different from what you think of God."

"You're getting paid, do you mean that's different?" Coulson interjected at this point.

He saw the **** make two shots in total.

Every time a miracle is created.

The dead are brought back to life and youth.

But also every time they were paid, whether it was Jeffrey or the tramp, they paid the price in money.

Coulson felt it was necessary to determine whether it was some kind of special preference, or some kind of rule.

"What I receive is not the reward, but the hard work for my wish." Silent shook his head slowly, looked at the two people, and chuckled, "Not all people can get my mercy, the only thing I care about is Yes, only the will to pursue your wish, Steve, you want to make up for regrets and spend a peaceful life, but are you willing to work hard for this wish?"

Steve's mouth is slightly open.

He knew, everything about himself and was seen through.

Name, heart.

But he couldn't answer this question, because he didn't work hard, and he didn't even dare to visit the old man who was lying on the hospital bed and was already somewhat unconscious.

"As long as you work hard, can you get your mercy?" Coulson asked again~IndoMTL.com~ Although Steve should be in charge, Steve fell into a kind of trance at this time. , with all kinds of thoughts, unable to respond at all.

Silent glanced at Coulson, but said plainly:

"No, it depends on my mood."

"..." This time it was Coulson's turn to be speechless.

Chatting with a god, a god, suddenly talked about "mood", which is the last thing they want to see, because the mood is different from the rules.

Unpredictable, impossible to estimate.

It would be terrible to destroy the world at any time because of a bad mood.

"I know why you came here, but this is really a very boring purpose." Silent took a step slowly, and in an instant, everything around him stopped.

Time stops.

And this time, the coverage is the entire planet.

This is a show of strength, but also a temptation to silence.

Look at the reactions of people who stop time on Earth.

A bald Supreme Mage wears a Time Stone on her chest with a soft glow, making her the only person on the planet other than Coulson and Steve who hasn't been stopped.

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