Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

He Shenyan didn't know how much trouble the emperor had.

But he could guess - well, anyone could guess.

For example, you are the most powerful psychic in human history. You are so powerful that other people regard you as a god, but you are actually not much different from a god. Just when you are about to realize your ideal, let

When mankind unified the galaxy, more than half of your sons had no idea why they were crazy.

They rebelled.

Then you were sent to a damn golden toilet by your favorite bald son. There is no chance of unifying the galaxy. Moreover, your huge empire is collapsing all the time. You know, the empire is slowly dying.

And there's nothing you can do about it.

He Shenyan feels big-headed just thinking about this matter. If the emperor is not crazy, this guy really has a strong will. Of course, that's what I'm saying. Maybe he has gone crazy a long time ago?

As I said, the mage doesn't know how much trouble the emperor has. He has no interest in thinking about it. He only knows that he has no troubles now.

On the contrary, he was very happy.

"Hey, mage."

Well, a minute ago, he was comfortable.

He didn't answer.

"Mage!"

Oh, little girl, can't you let me rest for a while? The sun is so nice, and it's rare that I have nothing to do...

"Mage! Mage! Mage! Mage!"

He Shenyan finally opened his eyes. Perhaps the expression on his face was too calm, and the girl didn't even react. She blinked, white hair scattered in front of her forehead, and beads of sweat streaked across her cheeks.

"Okay, what's the matter, Miss Shirley?"

Xili put her hands on her hips and looked at the mage lying on the ground seriously: "You finally woke up! I thought you were dead!"

He Shenyan sat up, reached out and rubbed her head, and said rudely: "Is this how your grandma taught you to deal with others? Huh? Little girl, you have to be polite!"

"I won't be a little girl anymore!"

Shirley broke free from his confinement and didn't care about her messed up hair. Instead, she was very concerned about the age issue he mentioned.

She stared and said angrily: "Grandma said that a girl becomes an adult when she is fifteen, but I don't have many years left! I will be able to drink by then!"

He Shenyan looked at her strangely for a long time and sighed.

"Okay, Ciri, listen...I don't want to crush a child's dream, but...I have to.

Tell you something."

He said seriously: "Being an adult does not mean the beginning of good things, Ciri. Being an adult means many things, such as you can stay up all night, you can choose your own path in life, you can drink, drink alcohol or even drown in alcohol.

.But adulthood will never bring you good things.”

His expression was so serious that Shirley became quiet. She looked at the mage timidly, feeling that he was strange for the first time, even though she could only see him once in a year or two.

"But why?"

He Shenyan sighed again.

"You see, that's the problem, girl. I can't tell you too much at once because your little brain can't handle it - so, now go get me a glass of wine from the castle cellar, if you

If it's fast enough and it's still ice cold, I'll let you take a sip, how about it?"

"real?"

"When have I ever lied to you?"

“It’s a deal!”

After saying that, the girl jumped away waving the wooden sword in her hand.

Geralt, who was lying next to him, saw this, looked at the mage strangely, and said, "You know you can't give a drink to such a young child?"

"Geralt, we are currently lying on the wall of Kaer Morhen that I repaired, enjoying the hard-earned sunshine. Considering that I brought this warm climate. So...

He Shenyan turned her head and looked at him with no expression on her face: "You understand, right?"

The demon hunter said seriously: "What I mean is, if she can't drink, you can give it to me."

The mage rolled his eyes: "You old drunkard."

"I'm not old."

"Look at your white hair."

"Attacking appearance is not an option."

"You didn't say that the last time you said I was 'beautiful' in the pub."

"That's what the bard sang. I just took it and used it. You should go find trouble with him."

"I'm not familiar with him, Geralt. He and I are not good friends."

Their mutual humiliation didn't last long, at least they didn't let Geralt tell the mage joke he had been preparing for a long time. Considering that there were minors present, he kept his mouth shut.

Shirley ran up the city wall out of breath, holding a bottle of cold beer in her hand, followed by a beautiful red-haired lady. She shouted loudly as she ran: "Mage! Mage!"

"Yeah, yeah, I heard you, you don't have to shout anymore... To be honest, the children are too energetic."

He Shenyan stood up from the chair, not forgetting to complain to Geralt. He reached out to take the wine brought by Ciri, opened the lid and took a sip.

He lowered his head and saw the girl looking at him eagerly.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Xili's hair exploded in an instant. This was not a metaphor, but a real one. Her hair flew up. The mage raised his eyebrows when he saw this: "Hey, are you a cat?"

"Wine!" she screamed.

"Okay..." He Shenyan rolled his eyes and stuffed the bottle into her mouth.

The red-haired lady who had been following Xili caught a glimpse of this scene, and immediately ran up in three steps and two steps at a time. She snatched the bottle from Xili's hand, and then shouted to He Shenyan.

: "Mr. He! Even if you are a powerful mage, I can't sit back and watch you do such a thing!"

Geralt snickered: The fun has begun.

"Uh, what's the matter?" He Shenyan shrugged and asked pretending not to know.

His reaction made the lady look like she was going to explode: "You--oh my God, Goddess Meriteri, you have no sense of self-consciousness at all, do you?! She is still a child! A child! How can you

Can I give her a drink? Yes, I know she is your unexpected child, but you can’t do this to her!"

The mage tilted his head and gave Geralt a look to the effect of: Don't you think about helping me? Your girlfriend looks like she's going to be furious.

Geralt gave him a helpless look: I really want to, buddy. But I want to see you being trained by her even more.

At this time, Shirley spoke. She stepped on her feet to get the wine bottle in the red-haired lady's hand. She jumped back and said, "I never knew wine was sweet!"

The red-haired lady was stunned: "Sweet?"

Then, she picked up the wine glass and took a sip herself. Her face with light freckles was rapidly turning red. She covered her mouth in embarrassment and returned the wine bottle to Ciri: "I'm sorry - I'm really sorry, I'm sorry!

Mr. He, I don’t know…”

"It's okay, your scolding is right." He Shenyan shrugged again. "Besides, you are more pleasing to the eye than the last one. At least you know what is right and what is wrong."

His meaningful words made the red-haired lady frown: "Previous one?"

She looked at Geralt: "Who is the last one?"

The witcher, who was enjoying watching the excitement, jumped up from his chair and said quickly: "Triss, don't listen to his nonsense - hey! Don't leave!"

Triss walked to the stairs of the city wall, then pointed at Geralt unceremoniously and said loudly: "You! Come to my room, we have something serious to talk about!"

He Shenyan patted Geralt's lower back with a wicked smile and whispered: "Brother, if you are hungry at night, just sneak out and I will leave some food for you in the kitchen."

Geralt gave him a hard look.

"What are they going to talk about in the room?"

Xili asked while drinking juice. The poor child didn't know that what she was drinking was juice. He Shenyan looked at her with pity and decided to wait until she was really an adult before telling her what the wine tasted like: Just

Consider it a coming-of-age ceremony.

When that time comes, he will be looking forward to seeing the expression on her face.

"What are we talking about? Talking about big things that a kid like you can't understand, do you understand? Now, get ready to call it a day!"

"knock off?"

"Yeah - unfortunately, your leave is over and it's time to send you back to your grandmother."

"Can it be two days late?"

He Shenyan lowered his head and looked at Xili: "When did you learn to bargain?"

"It's only two days late! I don't want to go back so early! Grandma will have to let me learn this and that. I want to play with you!"

glutinous rice

The mage scratched his cheek: "Well, I don't seem to play with you much. Most of the time, you are dancing the sword by yourself."

"Oh!" Seeing that she couldn't defeat him, Shirley became anxious. So she used a little girl's special skill: acting like a baby. While shaking the mage's arm, she shouted in a coquettish voice: "Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay?

is it okay......."

"If you shut up now, how about I let you go back after lunch tomorrow?"

"make a deal!"

Seeing her jumping away, He Shenyan sighed.

Children, children.

He raised his right hand, and a small glass bottle appeared there. A golden fragment was slowly rotating in it. He Shenyan stared at the fragment for a long time, then smiled and shook his head.

I'm so lucky, and so are you.

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There are ten thousand things in the world that need to be solved by people, such as famine, plague, corrupt bureaucracy, blah blah blah...

However, there is only one thing that needs to be solved now for Els Fernandez, a resident of Los Angeles, USA.

Very urgent.

He just peed his pants.

And it was in public. A sexy lady holding a pug was taking out her mobile phone, swiping on it with her long-nailed fingers, and then pointed it at Els.

When her cell phone made a clicking sound, she didn't forget to add a mean, high-pitched laugh.

He knew what she was doing, damn, he knew it all.

If he had a gun in his hand now, he would have liked to take it out right away and shoot this mean person who liked to laugh at others, but he didn't have a gun, and even if he had, he wouldn't do that.

So he just picked up his pants and ran away silently.

Behind him, the culprit who caused him to pee his pants was walking slowly. The culprit obviously didn't realize what he had just done. He just laughed wildly and ran on the bustling avenues of Los Angeles. But why did he let El

Where's S Fernandez peed his pants?

the reason is simple.

He looked like a damn piece of rotten meat—pardon my translation, I just had to.

The ribs were hollowed out, and the internal organs were dangling between the lumbar vertebrae and bones as he ran, but they were not knocked out. His eyelids were missing: missing means that they were either cut off or removed.

The worm ate it. Considering his appearance, most people would choose the latter.

The same is true for the lips. The yellowed teeth are stained with dirty stains, which are reminiscent of the things next to the toilet seat in public toilets, or the things in the range hood.

All in all, he doesn't look like a good guy.

As for the one chasing him? Oh man, she's so hot.

Okay, maybe that's disrespectful of a female superhero to say, but she's really hot.

She was wearing tights, a standard outfit for superheroes. The black and white uniform was embellished with some pink and also had a hood, which added a bit of mystery. Frankly speaking, she had a really good figure.

As she swung the spider web between the tall buildings, she shouted loudly: "Stop! Dead head! You damn guy!"

The guy kept taunting her while running: "Only an idiot would stop! And I am already dead, you cobweb head with no common sense! I think you should go to the Grave College to further your studies!"

"I'm the opposite."

A voice came, and the dead man turned his head to see a black-robed mage floating in the air. Before he could mock the guy who looked like he came out of DND, he was pinched by invisible spiritual tentacles.

powder.

"Hello, uh, if I remember correctly...your name is Ge——"

"Hello, hello, hello!" She hurriedly rushed to the mage's side, covered his mouth, and whispered: "No! Just call me by my code name!"

"woo woo woo woo?"

"What?"

The mage shook his head helplessly, and with a snap of his fingers, they were teleported to the top of a building. Gwen let go of his hand, and only then could He Shenyan speak clearly: "You didn't tell me your superhero codename, Ge

Miss Wen."

"Uh, I didn't?"

"I'm pretty sure you didn't."

"Okay, Ghost Spider."

"Pfft."

"why are you laughing?"

"I'm not smiling."

"You obviously have it."

"You're wrong, Miss Ghost Spider, I didn't laugh. Really." He Shenyan said with a straight face.

"...I'll just pretend you're not smiling. How did you come to my world?"

"You won't believe me when I say I'm just strolling around - so I'll tell you the truth. You are in trouble, Miss Gwen. And I..." He bowed exaggeratedly. "I'm just fine.

There are ways to solve your problems."

"I'm not used to you being like this." Gwen crouched at the corner of the building, assuming a classic Spider-Man pose. As if they, the web-heads, wouldn't feel uncomfortable without this pose.

"Not used to it?"

"Yeah, the last time I saw you, you were still acting like 'I'm the best' and 'I'm invincible'. You were so cold that it was hard for anyone to talk to you." She put her hands on her thighs,

He tilted his head and looked at He Shenyan.

"Well, to be honest, Miss Gwen, the last time I heard you and that child say something about me. That meeting must not have been the first time we met - of course, for me, it was the first time.

Second-rate."

His words made Gwen panic visibly, and even through the mask, He Shenyan could feel it. He approached Gwen with squinted eyes and whispered, "When did you see me once?"

Gwen made a long sound from her throat.

"Are you imitating the sound of a phone leaving the signal area?"

"No, no." She returned to normal. "Can we go to my house to talk? To be honest, it's not a good place to talk."

"Okay." He Shenyan nodded and stretched out his right hand to her: "Just think-"

"——Just think about my home, right? I know." She took off her mask, revealing a beautiful face, and smiled slyly.

"...It seems that you are really familiar with me. I'm starting to get curious."

"Then you have to take it easy, man. Being curious about the opposite sex is the first step to your downfall."

"...What era are these lines from?"

"Don't you like it? I'll have something else."

Following the sound of conversation, they gradually entered a portal.

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"...I'm already starting to regret coming to your house."

He Shenyan lay quietly on her bed, and Gwen lay on his chest. When she heard this, she said dissatisfied: "That's not what you just said."

"No...Miss, what kind of magic did you use on me?"

"Magic, this is not magic?"

The mage looked very confused: "If this wasn't magic, how could I be absorbed into my mind by your beauty?"

"Oh! Shut up!" She chuckled and placed a kiss on the side of his face.

"Okay, let's get down to business. I actually don't mind having a fight with you." Gwen tilted her head, trying hard to appear unconcerned, but the mage saw it and she cared terribly.

"Hey, this thing is nothing to me. Well, that's it. You don't need to take it to heart. I'm just under too much pressure recently, and you happen to be within my 'hunting range'.

So I started."

She started to dance and explain, but she probably didn't know that there is a saying that "Too many words lead to mistakes."

He Shenyan's eyes became weird. There was one sentence he didn't lie - that glib sentence could be ignored, but he meant the previous sentence.

This woman must have cast some kind of magic on him, otherwise how could he find this woman so attractive?

He Shenyan hugged her gently: "I'm serious, Ms. Gwen Stacy. You are really attracted to me - and I have no idea why."

Gwen quieted down, and after a while, she replied in a tearful voice: "Has anyone ever said you can be really annoying sometimes?"

Holding her in his arms, the mage replied softly: "Many people have said it."