Meiman God Cultivation System

"I think so! It's a bit unlucky to call such a mysterious organization the Illuminati. Why don't we change it to another one?"

Roger thought about it for a long time, and finally felt that it would be better not to follow the cause and effect of an organization like the Illuminati, so as not to drag him down in the future. Whether in American comics or movies and TV series, the Illuminati is an organization.

Nothing ever ends well.

At the same time, Roger was also thinking about whether to improve Stark's idea. Maybe he could establish a new secret organization, or even use the power of the system to find an information exchange device that can travel through other universes.

In this way, a [cross-border chat group] in the previous life novel was formed.

However, to do this, the premise is that there is such a high-tech civilization. Looking at American comics, it seems that there are not many places to choose from.

After hesitating, Roger tentatively asked the system if such a technological device or magic prop existed. The system readily gave the answer, yes.

[This All Worlds and All Worlds American Comics communicator is a new product that has just been released. It can only be purchased by members of the super luxury Xinyue Club in limited quantities. The price of each communicator is: 100 units of dark source energy. 】

"Damn it!" Roger couldn't help but cursed when he saw the last price unit.

"Hey! Even if I have a bad name, you won't scold me like this! Has Roger become irritable?" Stark angrily pushed the perpetual motion decorative ornament on his hand, "The Illuminati is really called that.

Doesn’t it sound good?”

"No! Don't get me wrong, I'm not scolding you, I'm scolding some evil profiteer. The name Illuminati is really unlucky, let's change it to another one! Why not call it the Parliament of the Sun?" Roger snuffed out

He took out the cigar in his hand and began to seriously persuade Stark to change his name.

"Isn't this similar? I also took the meaning of the sun shining on the earth. What's the difference between the two names?" Stark complained to Roger in a long voice, looking like a child throwing a tantrum.

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"That's enough! You're ten years older than me. Don't play this trick. It's really disgusting. Pepper is here to take us to the meeting. Get up quickly." Roger waved his hand casually, restored the office to its original state, and left Stark

He picked it up out of thin air and walked outside.

After sitting down in the conference room, the senior executives of the Stark Group present looked at Stark's arrival in surprise. This seemed to be a particularly rare thing, not to mention that there was a guy who often disappeared, Roger Stan Lee.

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"Why is he here?" "Didn't Washington almost issue a wanted notice for him?" "Keep your voice down, he is a magician."

Various fragmentary conversations came, but Roger had no time to pay attention to it at this time, because he was bargaining with the system in his mind.

[Damn, why do you want to charge me 10,000 dimensional crystals for a crap chat group? Are crystals with dark characteristics worthless?] Roger’s mental body grabbed the lottery roulette that the system embodied and knocked it hard.

I want to knock down a few pieces.

[Warning! Malicious damage to the exploration device will be severely punished. If you continue to attack this device, 1,000 units of dark source energy will be deducted from the host.]

[As a communicator connecting all the worlds, the function of this device will be a sub-body prop separated from this system. After obtaining the main communicator, you can consume 10 units of dark source energy. The purchase only has chat

Functional secondary communicator, the dimensional crystal with dark properties has the same value as the dimensional crystal without properties. The host can choose not to purchase this item.]

[Special reminder! It has been detected that 10,000 copies of the dark source energy are stored in the host’s portable warehouse. 】

Suddenly! Roger was silent. Do all game manufacturers like to peek into players' backpack warehouses to see what inventory is there, and then decide what routines to draw for you?

Is this a warehouse inspection?

Sooner or later these bastards are going to be hung on telephone poles!

【Please select the style of communicator!】

[The communicator style has been selected as the imprint type. As a first purchase reward, you have received a secondary communicator. 】

"Okay! Let's arrange it like this! Someone please clear the table, the coffee has been spilled."

Roger raised his head and found Stark standing up with an arrogant look on his face. The coffee on the table had stained several report papers. This meeting seemed a bit unpleasant?

As Stark quickly left the conference room, Pepper sighed with a helpless expression, put away the documents on the table, and redirected other senior executives to continue the meeting.

However, everyone present kept looking at Roger, making him feel embarrassed. It would indeed be a bit embarrassing to keep him here.

Arriving on the rooftop, Roger found Stark who was blowing the northwest wind here. After calmly handing over a cigar, Roger snapped his fingers and lit it.

Wisps of white smoke were flying in the wind. After a long silence, Roger slowly spoke. "I've been away for more than ten days, have you not even opened the box?"

"I'm very busy. I'm Iron Man. I have to manage the company and maintain world peace... Okay! I really haven't opened it."

"You know? Roger, I'm scared! I'm afraid that I'm too useless and won't get his approval. Even though he has been dead for decades, I still dream about him and that last day.

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"After that afternoon of piano music, I can no longer hear their voices. Do you know? No! You don't know anything..."

Stark clenched his fist tightly and slammed it on the guardrail. Even if it broke his skin, he couldn't stop his inexplicable anger.

Roger did not answer, but continued to smoke in silence. He could understand this sad mood. Every child longs to be recognized by his relatives, especially those who have been ignored since childhood. They long for that kind of love even more.

An illusory sense of identity.

As a person who has awakened the memory of a time traveler, Roger cannot empathize with him, but the emotions between two people have always been buried in Roger's heart. Whether it is from the past life or this life, family love is always very precious and is always being lost.

I often take it out to remember afterward.

"You know? Even with that solid steel suit, I can't feel at ease. They look more like a coffin I personally made for myself, just to bury me who could die at any time..."

When Stark was done venting, Roger skillfully took out a bottle of vodka, popped the cork and handed it over calmly.

Stark grabbed the bottle and drank heavily while cursing at the street. Within a few minutes, he passed out drunk on the ground.

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