Planeswalker in Marvel

A few days later, Stark, wearing sunglasses, drove a trailer to Li Feng's home.

When they arrived at the lake, Stark, who was sitting in the driver's seat, rolled down the window, lowered his head, and looked at Li Feng through the slits of his sunglasses.

I saw an oversized empty wine glass placed next to Li Feng, and he was crossing his legs, humming a tune while shaking his head, and throwing a peanut into his mouth from time to time.

Not far in front of Li Feng, Killian, a disheveled man, was diligently trimming the lawn under the supervision of 10 mummies holding whips.

Stark, who had been looking at Killian, got off the trailer, walked to Li Feng and said, "The wood for building the sailboat was brought here for you."

"I saw it," Li Feng lazily snapped his fingers, signaling Killian to turn his attention to him, then pointed at the trailer and said, "Little brat, hurry up and build my boat...or else ....”

Killian was so frightened by Li Feng's words 'otherwise' that he trembled and ran towards the trailer with staggering steps.

Stark scratched his eyebrows and asked curiously: "Is Killian so obedient?"

"Be obedient?" Li Feng glanced at Stark, waved to the recliner in the distance, moved the recliner behind Stark, and said lazily: "Let the dementors teach you a few days, and all creatures will become obedient. "

Stark lay comfortably on the recliner and shouted unceremoniously: "Kreacher, give me a beer. I want that special wheat and beer mixed with magic herbs."

After shouting, Stark turned to look at Li Feng and asked curiously: "How did the dementor teach Killian a lesson?"

"I knew Happy's big mouth was unreliable..." Li Feng complained casually, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, shook his head and said, "You don't want to know."

Li Feng's answer not only failed to quell Stark's curiosity, but instead made Stark feel like a cat scratching his heart. He licked his face and said, "We have such a good relationship, so just talk about it."

Li Feng glanced at Stark, smiled, closed his eyes and continued to hum a tune.

As for telling how the Dementors taught Killian...Li Feng is not stupid. Telling Killian as the Dementors' long-term meal ticket will only cause trouble for himself.

After all, this is absolutely too evil to be evil.

But there are two ends of the story. Li Feng didn't actually want to regard Killian as a long-term meal ticket for the Dementors at the beginning. He could only say that Killian brought it upon himself. Not only did he provoke Li Feng, but he also injected himself with a high-end terminal virus, which caused him to possess A powerful healing ability.

You must know that the body and soul can affect each other. This is equivalent to the fact that after the dementors absorb part of Killian's soul, Killian's soul will slowly recover under the influence of the Extremis virus.

Although the recovery speed is very slow, it will take months to recover from eating a finger, which cannot keep up with the eating speed of Dementors.

But Killian had been sucked by dementors several times, and after Li Feng explained it in detail, he already understood the consequences of his disobedience, so he knew that the super resilience he was once proud of has now become a disaster for him.

Even Killian knew what would happen if he fell into the hands of a mage: He might as well have been blown to pieces by Stark...

Seeing that Li Feng was enjoying himself, Stark took a sip of the beer Kreacher sent and said, "Aren't you curious why I sent the wood?"

Li Feng closed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said disdainfully: "What else could it be for? It's just that Frei, that guy, sees that Killian is working for free and wants you to be a lobbyist and give this bastard to his custody. ," After a pause, Li Feng looked at Stark curiously and said, "In comparison, I am more curious about what Fury gave you to actually allow you to be a lobbyist."

Stark raised his eyebrows: "You are only half right. Fury did give me benefits to be a lobbyist, but the main reason why I am here is..."

As he spoke, Stark took out a lighter from his pocket, lit it, and stared at the small flame with his eyes, while slowly pulling at the small flame with his right hand like a chicken claw.

After a while, the small flame seemed to be attracted by the palm of Stark's right hand, and slowly floated away from the lighter to his right hand. However, the small flame suddenly went out when it was halfway through.

Seeing this scene, Li Feng subconsciously sat up and stared at Stark with a proud face: How long has it been since I first told Stark about "Merlin's Ring" and some other tricks? .....

Li Feng felt horrified when he thought about it carefully. Is Stark's talent too high?With no information and no guidance from a mage, you were able to initially control the flames in less than half a year just by relying on your own talent?

Li Feng scratched his head: I had a certain foundation in magic at the beginning, and the teacher specifically explained it... How long did it take to control the flame? .... Anyway, the calculation unit is based on months.....

Ma Dan, you idiot... After he couldn't help scolding Stark in his heart, Li Feng said with disdain: "What's there to show off? I spent a few days doing it back then."

Stark's eyes twitched, he rolled his eyes and pointed at his sunglasses, saying, "Do you know why I'm wearing sunglasses? Because it can contact Jarvis at any time, so it's easy to record and analyze your surprised expression."

Li Feng looked at the sunglasses speechlessly, then reached out to take off the sunglasses and put them on the bridge of his nose. He stood up and stood in front of Stark to take a look.

Then, with Stark's face confused, Li Feng turned into Stark's appearance, imitated Stark's voice and tone, and ordered: "Jarvis, clear all records about Austin just now. "

As soon as he finished speaking, Jarvis's voice sounded from inside his sunglasses: "Okay sir."

Looking at the erased records line by line, Li Feng sat back on the couch with Stark's appearance. When he returned the sunglasses to Stark, he pointed at his face and said with a smile: "Little brother, do you see it? This is magic."

Stark rolled his eyes: "You violated my portrait... You have to compensate me."

"Excuse me," Li Feng pointed at the beer in Stark's hand angrily, and said, "This kind of beer is rare even in Asgard... I haven't asked you for wine money yet, you first Are you asking for a favor from me? Go and cool off."

Stark curled his lips, drank the beer in his hand without saying a word, and shouted: "Kreacher, here's a beer..."

"Don't~" Li Feng hurriedly let go of Stark, calmed down his expression and warned: "Although this thing is good for you, ordinary people can only drink one drink at most. Even if you have a little bit of mana now, you can't drink too much, otherwise too much external energy will be consumed." The energy will disrupt your already low energy...then don’t blame me for not warning you if your endocrine levels are too high."

Can magic also cause endocrine disorders? ... Stark was stunned, shrugged and said: "Okay, you are a professional, I will listen to you..." After hesitating, Stark asked: "The food I eat needs special combinations. Will it?...Will it affect my magic practice?"

Li Feng shook his head: "Normally speaking, the more you eat food containing magic power, it will only promote your magic practice... Except for some special materials that need to be handled carefully, or materials that are too advanced and cannot be eaten in too much .”

Stark glanced at the empty wine glass in his hand, touched his chin and asked, "Happy said your beer is brewed with wheat.... So is your wheat special or too high-end?"

"I shamelessly begged this wheat from an old man," Li Feng said proudly: "It is both a special plant and a high-grade material... But it only has one thing for you. It’s too high-end.”

"As for the special features of wheat, it has something to do with dark creatures. For example, it can use beer as a weak holy water. If it splashes a dark creature like a little ghost, the opponent will either die or be injured."

Stark scratched his eyebrows. The special features of Wheat had nothing to do with him, but when he heard the previous words about Wheat's level, he felt that Li Feng's words were a bit harsh, as if he was mocking his low strength.

Is my low strength caused by it? ...

Stark felt that he couldn't express his pain. Without a teacher or a textbook, he just relied on his ingenuity and practice to gain a little energy. Is it easy for him...

Stark, who was holding back resentment in his heart, thought that he would go home and study magic later, and use spells to beat Li Feng in the future to show him what a genius is.

Thinking of this, Stark snorted arrogantly, stood up and walked to the truck to leave.

After walking only a few steps, Stark suddenly heard Li Feng calling faintly from behind him: "Kreacher, let's eat roasted whole lamb tonight, the kind that contains magic power."

This guy definitely did it on purpose... Stark turned back to the recliner and said righteously: "Did you eat a whole roasted lamb by yourself? I can tell you that wasting food is the most shameful thing. Behavior... In order to educate you well, I decided to stay and help you correct your mistakes."

Do people who eat casually these days still have the nerve to talk sense? .....Li Feng rolled his eyes, casually took out the magic book from his pocket and handed it to Stark, saying: "There is only one magic book. I can't give it to you, but you can read it here..." After a pause, Li Feng looked at Stark with a straight face and said seriously: "Practice magic is never easy, especially for wild mages like you and me who have no mentors. If we make a wrong step, we cannot bear the consequences. ....So you must keep a normal mind and not be too greedy."

When talking about normality, Li Feng laughed at himself bitterly.

When he was weak, he would be careful every step of the magic journey. When his strength grew to a decent level, he would no longer have any sense of normalcy.

When facing a strong enemy, he just runs away; when facing a weak one, he just crushes him. As a result, his nature has gone a little awry without even realizing it.

If God hadn't come to chat with him every day or two, Li Feng would still not know the seriousness of dark corrosion.

Stark saw Li Feng warning him with a rare serious face, and nodded slightly to indicate what to do.

After a while, Li Feng suddenly asked: "What benefits did Fury give you?"

Stark twisted the tip of his nose and replied: "A few days ago, when I could move flames in short distances, I started looking for special metals to use in building magic suits in the future. Then Fury suddenly came to my door and asked me if you wanted to build a suit. Clothes."

With a proud expression, Stark continued: "Considering that Fury would also know who was using the suit after it was built, so I told him that I had learned a little magic."

"After that, Fury told me that you had contacted aliens and took off some special clothes from the aliens... He guessed that these clothes could be made into magic clothes..."

"Fury used these materials to ask me to be his lobbyist... His request is very simple, as long as Killian is handed over to him after the sailboat is built."