Marvel Begins with Karna’s Gift

"Although it sounds a bit pathetic..biquge"

"But kid, this is a jar shop after all, not a poor society, nor a foundation. I am not a well-intentioned philanthropist. I am just a businessman with a black heart. Of course, if you can pay an extra twenty-five dollars and a small bottle of magic potion, I can consider it."

"Of course, if you think it's not suitable, I'll return half of the purchase gold to buy back this small bottle of magic potion. It's your choice."

Joe is not a philanthropist and will not do business at a loss.

Although it is a rule in the store to use foreign objects, the premise is that the items must be of equal value. At least a small bottle of blue potion is not enough to exchange for a large bottle of steel mixture.

"Sir, this is what I have saved for a long time. Please help me. I really need this. Please, please."

the freckled boy begged, hoping to impress Joe.

"Sorry, that's the rule."

Joe shook his head and rejected the boy indifferently, but after thinking about it, he pointed at Tony Stark who had entered the store at some time and said, "Maybe you can talk to the gentleman behind you. As head of the Poor Society.”

"Godfather, correct me, is one of the directors of the Stark Charitable Foundation."

It seemed that he was a little dissatisfied with the poor society that Joe mentioned. Tony bit into the waffles and complained. However, he still looked cynical, exhilarating his American humor that seemed to be sarcastic, and turned his attention to the freckled boy. on the body.

"Hey, this sloppy little gentleman, would you like a waffle?"

Probably because he recognized Tony Stark's superior identity, the freckled boy was a little flattered. He felt lost and abandoned by the world and his god, but he still turned his head and looked at him with hopeful eyes. he,

Poor!

"Well, it seems that what you need is not a small piece of delicious waffles. Okay, okay, sir, tell me what you want, and maybe I will consider it."

While biting into waffles, Tony looked at the boy in tattered clothes and covered in dirty oil stains and asked seriously,

"Sir, I need twenty-five dollars!"

The little boy's voice was murmuring, and he opened his mouth before speaking out.

"It doesn't sound like it's a difficult task. It's just a piece of cake, little guy." After stuffing the last bite of waffles into his mouth, Tony took out his wallet from his pocket with his oily hands and took out a The entire bill with a face value of one hundred was handed to the freckled boy.

"Here you go, little one!"

"No sir, this is too much. I only need twenty-five dollars." The boy was a little uneasy and did not reach out to take it. He had never seen such a large denomination bill before, and even the money he spent to buy the jar before Accumulated one by one.

"Boy, you're questioning a wealthy gentleman's wallet."

Tony teased as he watched the boy's movements.

As a rich and powerful young man, he rarely puts banknotes with a face value of less than in his wallet, or does not carry a wallet. After all, in New York, he is very famous as Tony Stark. It is completely possible to consume by brushing your face.

Joe rolled his eyes and didn't want to talk to this big dog.

"Take it, kid."

“Thank you gentlemen for your generosity, God the Almighty will bless you.”

Tony did not dislike the boy's dirty hands, so he stuffed the one hundred dollar bill into his hand and thanked Tony profusely, not knowing how to express his gratitude.

However, Joe's business was very busy. After changing the steel mixture for him, he sent the grateful little boy away and ordered the next customer.

Tony went to the sink to wash his hands, made himself a cup of instant coffee, and sat on a chair nearby, paying attention to the business while chatting with Joe.

"Godfather, is your potion really useful for diseases?"

Obviously, his thoughts were still on the boy, and he asked Joe in a daze.

"Who knows, it might be more effective if the child's money should be used to see a doctor, maybe." After he finished speaking, he sneered disdainfully and added, "But what can fifty dollars buy? Some Anti-inflammatories? Or prescription drugs?"

Although he has never seen a doctor in New York, he still knows the general situation. He doesn't think that the boy's family can have a medical insurance card or pay the medical deposit on time every year, so what can a mere fifty dollars do? ?

"Sir, I want a dark purple jar!"

"One hundred and fifty dollars!"

"Thank you, Mr. Qiao!"

"You're welcome!"

While chatting with Tony, Joe was still busy with business.

"Godfather, I have a question."

Holding cheap instant coffee, Tony walked up to Joe.

"You ask, I'll answer depending on my mood."

Joe didn't look at him, but looked at the open jar on the counter boredly, talking to Tony Stark casually, with a very casual tone.

"I have dismantled Hex's technology belt, but I found that the structure inside is different from any mechanical technology I know. He seems to be driven by some kind of magical force. There is neither rifling nor ignition device, and even the metal used is unknown, as if it is not a product of this world."

"It's amazing!"

"It's amazing!"

Joe didn't even look at him and answered casually.

"Actually, I have always been very curious about where these magical and rare things in your jar come from. From recovery potions to these technological weapons, the emergence of these things has already broken all my previous perceptions. So, you Where did it come from?”

Tony didn't speak loudly when he said this, with doubts, doubts, and confusion in his eyes. He was just asking in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Joe sighed, as if he had expected this to happen, and still used the words he had prepared in advance, just like he did to fool Fury last time.

"You know."

"This world is very big, and the universe is even more vast. There are too many things you don't know about."

Joe started to play riddles again, throwing the blame to the world and the universe, just like the widely circulated saying, "There are thousands of scapegoats in the world, and the time and the world are each half."

"Be clear, I'm quite interested."

Tony asked with great interest, curious about the secrets of this world.

"You'll find out later!"

Qiao glanced at him and said mysteriously.

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