Brock looked around, then spread his hands and said, "Why did we teleport directly here?
Even if you want to take a taxi here, it depends on luck. "
"There are also some that can go directly to certain facilities, such as … the Life Foundation."
"That's not necessary, but what do we do now?"
"Get in the car."
Midsummer Night said.
"Where's the car?"
After Brock asked, he saw the car.
When he got in the car, Little Black immediately sent a wave of sense of existence, shocking Brock. "Actually, I have always wanted to know, how many years ahead of human technology is the base's technology?"
"I don't know this either."
Midsummer Night shrugged and said, "I'm not very sensitive to this. Little Black, go directly to the specified coordinates."
[Little Black understands!]
Midsummer Night adjusted the autopilot, then picked up his phone and began to send a message to Li Xiaomi.
In fact, there was not much to talk about. They talked about the same things every day, but he just couldn't let it go. He always felt that the other party's next message was in the next second. If he didn't know what the other party was talking about, it would be very uncomfortable.
Brock had never seen someone drive like this in his life. Looking at the pedestrians on the road, he couldn't help but ask Little Black, "Is this really okay?"
[Please believe that Little Black can solve all the problems perfectly!]
This is a proud artificial intelligence!
Brock understood this and then sighed helplessly. Although he felt that he would no longer be shocked since Venom appeared, it turned out that this was impossible.
Shocks always came one after another. No matter how he convinced himself, some things were not so easy to accept.
Venom, alien creatures, symbiotic bodies, people with wings who could use the car teleportation array, and there seemed to be a group of such people … Well, maybe the others had other abilities, but no matter what, the current situation was that behind a normal world, there was an abnormal world.
And in this world, the mysteries contained were completely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Now he seemed to have one foot in this threshold, whether it was because of himself or Venom. Then, the next question he faced was, should he step in?
Live or die. There were only two choices, but it was enough to stump countless people. Now, there were also two choices to advance or retreat, but the result of choosing one was completely different.
Brock didn't think he was smart enough, so he didn't know what to do when faced with such a choice.
Of the two people in the car, one was using his phone and chatting, while the other was staring out the window in a daze. In the blink of an eye, the car had stopped outside a house.
Midsummer Night scanned the area with the Eye of Horus, then said to Blok, "Wait for me."
Brock nodded. "Don't worry …"
When he said that, Midsummer Night had already disappeared. However, before he could finish, he said, "I will wait for you here obediently …"
Then, Midsummer Night reappeared in the driver's seat and said with a relaxed expression, "We should go."
Brock looked at Midsummer Night, then back at the house. Then, he asked in confusion, "What just happened?"
"I went in and put the child down," Midsummer Night explained simply.
"Then why did you make me wait?
Besides, did the whole process only take 10 seconds? "Brock said." If that's all, why make me wait? "
"That makes sense, but it's polite to tell me in advance. Can we go now?" Midsummer Night was helpless.
"Don't you want to see the reaction of that family?"
"The winner might like to see the disappointment on the face of the loser, but I don't need to watch the joy of others."
Midsummer Night said.
"Even if this joy is created by you?"
"Yes."
Just as he was about to start the car, Brock said, "Can I see?"
Midsummer Night had a strange expression. "What do you want to see?"
"I want to see how the family will react." Brock looked at the house in a daze.
Midsummer Night shrugged helplessly and said, "Alright, I'll spend the whole day on wasteful programs anyway."
"Huh?"
For some reason, Blok felt that he had already belittled himself to the very limit with these words.
Just as he was about to argue with Midsummer Night, he suddenly heard an excited scream from inside the house.
Brock immediately forgot about arguing with Midsummer Night. Instead, he stared at the house in a daze. Not long after, he saw a man run out frantically. He first looked left and right, then knelt on the ground with a plop. He kept drawing crosses on his body and put his hands together in prayer.
There was a smile on his lips, but there were tears in the corners of his eyes.
Brock looked deeply at his smile, then excitedly said to Midsummer Night, "See, do you know what this means?"
Midsummer Night thought hard. "That means the soundproofing of their house isn't very good?"
"Huh?"
Brock was dumbfounded. "Of course it means we've done something great!
Look at how excited that man is. He thinks it's a miracle. "
"So?" Midsummer Night looked at Brock in confusion.
"I feel that this is really, really great," Brock praised sincerely.
Brock praised from the bottom of his heart, "Even though we were in the dark and he couldn't find us, we helped him and brought happiness to his family. Now, I probably only have two questions left. One of them is very important to me because it also concerns my happiness!"
"Ask away." Midsummer Night smiled helplessly. "Ask whatever you want."
"Okay!"
Brock asked seriously, "If I join you, will I get a salary?"
"…" Midsummer Night was stunned. Superheroes needed a salary?
Tonny would not consider this question, because he was a rich playboy. Even less needed to consider T 'Challa, because he was the prince of a country. He was the richest.
Other than that, Brock did not know if Banna had considered Midsummer Night, but the little spider clearly did not. As for Steve … this guy only needed faith in his heart to move forward. Of course, the most important thing was that his salary seemed to be paid by S.H.I.E.L.D.
"It seems that superheroes really need a salary."
He thought for a moment and said, "I've neglected the salary issue, but it's obvious that this matter has to be put on the agenda. The only thing I can guarantee is that you definitely won't be short of money!"
"Okay, then there's only one question left!"
Brock said seriously.
Midsummer Night said seriously, "What question?"
"… I'm not asking you." Brock looked ahead seriously. "I'm going to ask someone else."
"Then why the hell are you telling me!"