The giant of light in the marvel world

When Jessica spoke out, Gwen was about to say that she wanted to go, but Richard shut the little girl up by saying "at your own expense."

Gwen secretly estimated the number of bills remaining in her wallet, and after careful consideration, she remained silent.

Yes, she is making a movie and is moving towards becoming a rich little woman, but she hasn't gotten the money yet.

Until the dividends are definitely received, she is still just a high school girl, making a living by selling a few selfies of herself every month.

As for Jessica, let alone that. Someone is still grieving over his bonus, which was lost in advance.

After a while, Richard and Amora arrived at the top floor.

"I can use magic to take you there directly." Amora said, "It only takes a spell to do it."

Richard smiled: "Thanks, but no need. Just give me directions."

After all, Amora only had a short-term trading relationship with him, and it was not yet to the point where he could be trusted. Although it was no longer necessary, Richard was still used to holding the steering wheel in his own hands, and Amora only had to be responsible for being a personal navigator.

Amora shrugged her shoulders to show that she didn't care, then put a hand on her waist: "Then it's up to you. How do we get there now? Take a human vehicle?"

"No," said Richard, "sit on mine."

While speaking, the white energy blast gun gradually emerged in the light and appeared in his hand. Richard raised his hand and pointed the muzzle into the sky. A blue beam of light shot into the sky from the blaster, tearing through the night sky like a brilliant signal bomb and sinking into the dark sky.

After a while, there seemed to be a buzz in the air.

An afterimage flew from the distant horizon, and in an instant it shot to the building where the two of them were standing. The Stone Wings slowed down and slowly lowered their altitude to the edge of the rooftop. A warm and soft blue light emerged from the bottom of the Stone Wings, surrounded the two of them, and was absorbed into the interior of the aircraft.

The next second, the aircraft took off into the sky, like a sharp arrow piercing the night, and disappeared in an instant.

There is no physical object inside the Stone Wings, but a deep space that seems to be built entirely of energy, filled with a faint blue light. Amora was sucked into it, feeling the vehicle under her feet shuttle through the night at an astonishing speed, and couldn't help showing a slightly surprised look.

This is obviously not a vehicle that can be built with Midgard's technology, and perhaps not even Asgard's. Compared to technology, this aircraft felt more natural to her, as if it had always existed.

"You are really a man full of secrets." Amora smiled softly.

Richard was noncommittal.

Stone Wings flew extremely fast, and they arrived in Nepal in just a short time.

Following Amora's instructions, Stonewing dropped them off near a town near Kathmandu. When the two walked into the town, a Buddhist atmosphere immediately hit their faces. The entire town is almost made up of quaint temples. People are coming and going on the streets, shoulder to shoulder, like a lively market.

Richard has never been to Nepal in his two lifetimes, but at least the style of this town is similar to the town he imagined in the "Doctor Strange" movie. Amora led the way, and the two quickly merged into the crowd.

While walking, the Asgardian witch suddenly stopped at a vendor's cart outside a temple, and her eyes fell squarely on a pair of bracelets on the cart.

When the hawker saw her face, she looked like a Westerner, and he knew that she was a foreign tourist, and in the eyes of the locals, she was the most suitable fat sheep for the knife. So he immediately smiled with a smile on his face and started to sell it in English full of local accent: "Oh, lady, you have really good taste. This bracelet is not an ordinary product."

The hawker Balabala spoke a lot, and his lines were so fluent and fluent that Richard couldn't help but wonder if this guy had memorized them in advance.

In fact, it seemed to him that the salesman's salesmanship was not very clever. If you go to any tourist area in the world, there will always be some locals who will catch you and tell you such a long list of things to fool you into confusion. He took out his wallet.

I remember that DC Metropolis next door had been selling merchandise at the airport for several years. Every vendor had a bunch of treasures packed in the bottom of the box, such as the T-shirt that Superman wore when he first debuted, and the first bullet that was lucky enough to be deflated by Superman.

Anyway, these are all things that fool foreigners. Who among the locals would believe that?

Put here, Amora is obviously the "foreigner". Maybe Asgard has never had this kind of routine, or maybe it was because the vendor made Amora happy with his eloquent tongue and a series of "beautiful" names, so the Asgardian witch didn't say anything, not even the price. I bought the pair of bracelets as soon as I brought them back.

However, an embarrassing problem arises at this time. The Asgardian witch obviously does not have earth currency.

So naturally, the witch cast a pleading look at her only companion on this trip. As a result, Richard hugged her arms and looked around at the scenery, without any intention of paying any attention to her.

Hey, what are you looking at? Just two words, no money!

But this little problem doesn't bother the Asgardian witch. Amora smiled, reached behind her, and pulled out a few local banknotes from nowhere. The hawker smiled happily and hurriedly accepted it, nodding and bowing to see the two distinguished guests out.

The two moved on, and Amora put on a brand new pair of bracelets, looking like she couldn't put them down. While she was gesturing, she asked her "companions" around her to appreciate it: "What do you think it looks like?"

How about it? Looks stupid.

Although Richard didn't say it, he really felt funny in his heart. He wanted to say that you don’t know, but the price of a piece of stuff like this in my Datianchao stall is at most ten yuan.

However, the hawker certainly didn't take advantage this time. Richard glanced at her and asked: "So the money that the person collected just now will definitely not turn into stone or something when he wakes up, right?"

"Of course not." Amora smiled with a clear voice, "But it will turn into a crow."

Richard: "."

Imagine that the banknotes in the hawker's hand suddenly turned into a crow, screaming "yaaa" and flapping its wings as it flew away, and suddenly I felt a little sympathy for that person.

After walking a few steps, Amora stopped outside the window of a store this time, and her eyes were drawn directly to the woolen shawl in the window. The witch's eyes were bright, and she was about to walk in again to take a look, but Richard grabbed her arm and held her back.

Richard said with a dark face: "Do business."

You don't really think that I came all the way to go shopping with you, do you?

(Thanks to book friends kidboy88 and Xiao Shengtan for their tips!)