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Chapter 274 Stable Life and Mission

Chapter 274 Stable Life and Mission
Time flies. A week has passed since the first distribution of the tree house. I have to say that Yang Le had a very fulfilling week, which was very different from the previous ones.

In Universe 65B, Yang Le lived a relatively leisurely life. He picked up Gwen from school, occasionally solved a few criminals, and hung out with Peter and the others. These only took up a small part of Yang Le's time. For the vast majority of the rest of his time, Yang Le could only live like a otaku, killing time with games and other things. It was interesting at first, but he couldn't help but feel bored later.

As for the other universes that came later, Yang Le was always on the way to solving problems, which was extremely urgent, or he was thinking and planning to achieve certain goals, which was both laborious and brain-intensive.

However, it is different in this new 9527 universe. There is something to do every day, but no one urges him. Yang Le is doing some sowing work, which is a good way to cultivate his body and mind.

Of course, although his life was good, Yang Le did not forget Gwen who was studying in New York. He contacted her almost every night. The day before yesterday, he even secretly went back to meet Gwen. Of course, as Spider-Man, Gwen certainly did not need to worry about him. She had now become one of the celebrities in Midtown High School.

This is not difficult for Gwen. Her smart mind makes her top students, her spider ability gives her physical abilities far beyond ordinary people, and she also has musical talents that she inadvertently displays. Isn't it easy for her to become famous on campus?
Not to mention anything else, the suitors Gwen rejected could form a rugby team, not including women and other genders. In Gwen's view, these people were just little brats. She was used to big scenes and only thought they were childish.

But Gwen still made some new friends with whom she could chat. It can be said that as long as you are strong enough, there will always be people who come to you. Now Gwen can talk to anyone, and even the teachers are friendly to Gwen. After all, who doesn’t like cute and smart students?

As for Gwen's identity, Yang Le arranged for her to be from an ordinary middle-class family. The information was all handled by the shapeshifter, and the forged data was thought up by the little warrior. Except for some talented people, no one else could tell that the information was forged.

So now not only Yang Le, but even Gwen is very satisfied with their new life and is doing very well. In Yang Le's hometown, he can be rated as a three-good student.

Retracting his divergent thoughts, Yang Le focused his gaze back on the farmland in front of him. Yesterday, Paihuang and his team went out to purchase and brought back a lot of seeds, including some common fruit seeds. Yang Le planned to mark out a piece of soil today to plant them and then slowly cultivate them.

Yang Le walked on the vast farmland, looking for a place suitable for growing fruits. Magneto had allocated a piece of land nearby to him so that he could engage in agriculture. Magneto also told Yang Le that if the land was not enough, he could tell him and he would go to other places to get some for Yang Le.

So arrogant!

After walking and stopping for a while, Yang Le finally found a good place. He spread out his palm and dozens of seeds squeezed out of his palm. For convenience, Yang Le had already hidden these seeds in his body and placed them together with the seeds he had modified.

Yang Le picked out a seed and buried it in the soil. With the activation of the swamp fire ability, a tender sprout broke through the soil and grew into a towering tree in the blink of an eye. The next moment, more than a dozen large red fruits appeared on the treetop.

Yang Le cultivated a high-quality apple tree in just a few seconds. It has to be said that many alien heroes in the Omnitrix have many outstanding qualities even if they are not used in battle.

Take swamp fire for example. Normally, it would take several years for this apple tree to grow and bear fruit, but swamp fire can compress this time to just a few seconds.

It may take several generations to cultivate a high-quality fruit tree, but for Swamp Fire, he can control the sweetness and sourness of the fruit at will. He can make it saltier if he wants. Even making an apple tree bear watermelon is not impossible.

Yang Le reached out and picked an apple, took off his mask and took a bite to test the sweetness. Although Manseruo fairy grass can survive by photosynthesis, they can of course eat food since they have mouths.

"Isn't it a bit too sweet?" Yang Le frowned. Apples are more delicious when they are sour and sweet. Simply being sweet has too little layering.

Just as Yang Le was thinking about adding some acidity to the fruit, a voice came from the distance. "Hey! Uncle Habi!"

Yang Le's eyebrows fell, he was very familiar with this voice. He put on the mask and turned around. It was indeed Li Qianhuan, followed by other children from the academy.

Yang Le felt a headache when he saw Li Qianhuan. Although this child was Chinese, he was a Chinese American who grew up in the United States. He knew nothing about Yang Le's hometown. Naturally, the two of them had nothing in common. Apart from anything else, this child's taste was completely American.

But this was not the reason why Yang Le had a headache. The real reason was that the child talked too much and liked to run to Yang Le whether he had something to do or not. At first, Yang Le was very happy, but after a while, this little machine gun became a little noisy.

Yang Le couldn't bear to drive away this child who was abandoned by her parents, so he could only keep stuffing her mouth with food grown in the fields. Sure enough, Li Qianhuan stopped talking as soon as she had something to eat, so Yang Le always fed Li Qianhuan.

This was exactly what Li Qianhuan wanted, so she was even more willing to run to Yang Le. After all, Yang Le always gave her food. This vicious cycle was achieved without Yang Le's knowledge.

"What's wrong, Qianhuan?" Yang Le asked. Although Li Qianhuan had the name Zhu Bilin and others preferred to call her that, Yang Le still liked to call her by her Chinese name, as a kind of remembrance.

"We just finished our morning classes," Qian Huan said, grinning like a tomboy. "There's still some time before lunch, so I'm going to come over to see you, Uncle Habi."

Because Yang Le covered his body, no one could tell his age. However, they learned from Scott that Yang Le lied about his age and said he was 30 years old. However, most children called Yang Le "Sir", but Qian Huan was the only one who called Yang Le "Uncle" in a familiar way.

"Hungry again?" Yang Le looked at Qian Huan, who was smiling ingratiatingly. "I just happened to have a new apple tree here. Can you guys give me some feedback?"

"Yes! Thank you so much, Uncle Habby." Qian Huan jumped up happily. She had seen the fruit tree next to Yang Le early in the morning and was waiting for Yang Le to say yes. She hurriedly climbed up the tree to pick the fruit.

Yang Le shook his head and controlled the fruit tree to lower its height. In the blink of an eye, a three or four meter tall fruit tree turned into a bush close to the ground. Qian Huan cheered and called on his friends to pick the fruits. The others had been greedy for a long time, so they thanked Yang Le and ran to pick the fruits.

There was only one person who did not run to pick the fruit. Instead, he walked to Yang Le. He had metallic skin and a strong body. It was because of his extremely long name that he got the nickname "Iron Man" in advance.

"What's wrong, Piotr?" Yang Le asked.

"Mr. Habib." Colossus nodded respectfully before speaking.

"The principal wants to talk to you about something. It seems to be about saving other companions."

(End of this chapter)

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