The Marvelous Dragon Balls

"You don't have to worry about that."

Insant waved his hand and hugged Colleen Wen confidently: "Didn't I tell you? I started preparing for this day a long time ago."

"I don't."

Colleen Wen puffed up her cheeks slightly, and the word "unhappy" was almost written on her face: "Now, I can't even go to the charity center..."

Because Saint's identity was exposed, he was not the only one affected. As the people around him, Colleen Wen, Lorna, and Peter, none of them could be spared. Compared with Lorna and Peter, who are only Chinese restaurant employees Well, the proprietress, Colleen Wen, undoubtedly received the most joint attention, or in other words, she was the worst implicated by him...

"It's nice to be a volunteer."

Listening to Saint's opening, it is clear that he is purely for the turning point: "But you can't do it forever, right? There are many ways to help people, we just change it."

"It's easy to say, but tell me, I... Huh?"

Colleen Wink blinked her eyes, only to realize it belatedly: "Us?"

"us."

Yinsheng tightened his arms, and made Colleen Wen in his arms closer to him: "You and me."

"cut."

Colleen Wen was actually quite moved, but on the surface she still showed disdain: "Tell me, what kind of job do you want me to do for you, you hands-off shopkeeper?"

"Shelter."

"what?"

"We build a shelter."

"I heard it the first time! What does it mean?"

"Literally, a place where people are free from any threat, a, absolutely safe area."

"...You mean we provide a platform for people who are in danger to seek help."

"You can also say that, but our main purpose is to circle an absolute safe zone in this world full of dangers."

"...It sounds pretty good. Where do you plan to build this 'safe zone'?"

"The abandoned factory area next to the highway that originally belonged to Stark Industries."

"Stark is working with us too?"

"He's basically just a name and a 49 percent share."

"Shares? We're a non-profit, right?"

"Yes, you can think of this forty-nine percent as the percentage that he will pay for our expenses."

"..."

...

In the morning, in the northern suburbs of New York, at the entrance and exit of the highway.

This large industrial park of Stark Industries, which originally belonged to the "Weapon Manufacturing Department", has been in a state of abandonment since the "Iron Overlord Incident".

until today.

Headed by Pepper Potts, the senior executives of Stark Industries appeared in front of the gate of the park. They were surrounded by long guns and short guns from various media. What they attended was a big news conference.

What the mainstream media, represented by the New York Times, came to Iron Man, did not guess that the protagonist of this press conference was not Stark Industries.

Amidst the whispers of surprise, Insant, who kept his original appearance, was wearing the same casual clothes as usual, and strolled up to the temporary podium.

Although Yin Shengte's real appearance had only been exposed a few hours ago, all of the reporters below, who were professional media workers, recognized him except for a few who were relatively blind.

"Cough cough."

Yinsheng cleared his throat in front of the microphone, and politely said first: "Hello, everyone."

In the next moment, countless exclamations, one after another, resounded chaotically around the podium.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, in front of multiple cameras, Saint's black hair fluttered automatically in the absence of wind, and when the roots stood up, they turned into a dazzling golden color. The bright black eyes also turned into two groups of pure emerald green at the same time.

After the golden blaze, Insant, who had entered the transformation state in all directions, calmly spoke into the microphone: "IAMTHEGOLDENBOY. "

After all, he ignored the crowd of reporters who had already boiled up, because Saint raised an arm and grabbed it with five fingers.

Contrary to this action, a large red cloth hung beside the gate of the park fluttered in the air full of tension, revealing the new logo that was hidden underneath.

Yin Shengte raised his right arm high, pointed at the huge line of golden words, and said forcefully into the microphone: "THISISMYGOLDENSHELTER."

As soon as this statement came out, the reporters, who were already extremely excited, seemed to have been beaten to death, rushing to ask questions one after another.

However, given Saint's willful (fucking) personality, he was not willing to pay any attention to them. After simply issuing two statements, he disappeared on the podium under a shadow.

The reporters from all walks of life were stunned, and then they saw that the current CEO of Stark Industries "Pepper Potts" walked up to the podium with a face of helplessness: "Next, I will answer everyone's questions." Question, please keep..."

On the other side, because Saint had already returned to the second floor of Li's Chinese Restaurant, before he had time to undo his transformation, he was complained by Colleen Wen who was sitting in front of the TV: "Golden Sanctuary... how dare you A little more narcissistic?"

"..."

Yin Shengte silently shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he didn't want to say anything, then walked to the edge of the balcony, lifted a corner of the curtain, and looked outside: "They all left?"

"I will come back after I find out that you are no longer there."

Of course, Colleen Wen knew that what Saint was talking about was the reporters squatting outside, not only the Li's Chinese Restaurant, but the entrance and exit of the building where her apartment was located was also surrounded by paparazzi.

"When do we move to the shelter?"

Under the current situation, whether it is Yinshengte's Li's Chinese restaurant or Karen Wen's apartment, it is obviously not suitable to continue living in a short period of time, unless Yinshengte and Kelin Wen , willing to endure the never-ending life...

"In the main building over there, the internal facilities have basically been remodeled, and you can live in it directly at any time."

Insant waved his hand and opened a portal, facing Colleen Wen's apartment: "Go back and pack your luggage, we're moving today."

"Okay, what are you going to do next?"

"I'm going to prepare a group of people first. I'm not in a hurry in terms of administration and logistics, but since they are all called shelters, if there are no security personnel, wouldn't it be a joke?"

"Where do we recruit?"

"No recruiting."

"what?"