Saiyans in the Marvel world

At this time, Matt heard the movement, fumbled and picked up the blind stick next to him, and walked over slowly.

He came to the sofa and sat down solemnly.

Black originally thought that the other party was going to ask about the money.

But the next second, Matt spoke.

"Blake, I discussed it with Peggy and Fergie and decided to send you to school."

"After all, you are not young now. If you don't study, you will eventually be eliminated by society."

"Believe me, school is something you must experience, and you can also find friends of your own age there and encounter more interesting things."

Blake, who was eating the fruit on the table, almost spit out the contents of his mouth with a pop.

Are you kidding me?

Let me go to school?

In elementary school? ? ?

Blake felt offended.

After all, before traveling through time, he was a serious graduate of nine-year compulsory education.

What does it mean that this will make me go to elementary school again?

I think it's fun to stay at home and play video games every day, practicing and developing my strength.

And in a place as dangerous as Marvel, what the hell is it to go to school if you don’t seize every minute and every second to improve yourself?

However, at this moment, Matt suddenly took out a letter.

"The school has found it for you. It is Zhongcheng College not far away. Their principal was once a client of mine, so he can handle the temporary admission procedures for you."

"Anyway, work hard, I believe you can do it."

"Pack your things tonight and I'll drive you to school tomorrow morning."

In order to send Blake to school, Matt even temporarily rented a car for a large amount of money, which cost him a lot of money.

It seems that he really doesn't want Blake to go down the same path as himself.

"What about tuition fees? You need money to go to school. Aren't we short of money now?"

Blake asked suddenly and quickly.

Matt was slightly silent after hearing this. Yes, this time he relied entirely on his past relationships to help find the right school.

But this kind of human relationship cannot always be used, so he must find a way to earn enough tuition.

"Don't worry, I will take care of the money problem."

But at this moment, Fergie, who came down from upstairs, came to the entrance and curiously turned over the golf bag on the floor.

The next second, he was stunned.

"God, where did you get so much money? Let's see... there must be three to four million US dollars here!"

In an instant, the entire law office fell silent.

Blake, who was on the sofa, slapped himself on the forehead, feeling as if he had shot himself in the foot with a brick.

Damn it, I wouldn’t have brought the money back if I had known!

At this time, Matt couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "It seems that you have solved the problem for me. I am very relieved. By the way... Is this money safe?"

The biggest difference between American parents and Chinese parents is that they will not ask questions to the end. More often, they would rather believe their children than question them.

Of course, it's also possible that adults in the United States are generally lazy and are better at messing around.

Regardless of which education method is better, it is obvious that young people here are more rebellious, more egotistical, and more likely to go astray.

Blake sighed on the sofa and then spoke.

"Safety is safety, but as the owner of this money, at least I should have the right to use it, right?"

"Matt, it's not that I don't want to go to school, but I don't want to spend so much time and energy learning some simple basic knowledge."

"Don't treat me like a child, okay?"

Matt nodded and spoke with great certainty.

"Of course, no one here will treat you as a child. We are communicating as equals."

"If you really don't want to go to school, then how about you get A's in all the courses in every exam and I won't ask any more questions...?"

When Blake heard this, he immediately compromised.

"A word is settled!"

Matt suddenly showed a smile and slowly stretched out his palm.

“God witnesses.”

……

However, at the same time, there is the city of San Francisco on the west coast, 4680 kilometers away from the office.

On a steep rocky coast, a huge pure white building was built here.

The building is half-suspended on the reef, with one side completely floating on the sea and the other side embedded in the huge barren mountain.

The clear glass windows are like crystals, dotted on the huge rocks, reflecting the sunlight above the head and making the nearby waves sparkle.

If you look at it at first glance, you might even think it is a white palace standing on the sea, gorgeous and mysterious.

On the other side of the mountain, at a hidden entrance, a sign reading "LIFE" hangs high.

The building is surrounded by densely packed high walls.

These walls are like spider webs, completely surrounding the entire mountain.

There were many old and new bullet holes on the wall, and even dark brown blood stains remained.

Obviously, this place is not as nice as it seems.

At this time, near the deserted sandy land, countless security guards with heavy firepower were constantly patrolling back and forth.

Countless Hummer camouflage off-road vehicles were parked inside and outside.

Every security guard looked very solemn.

And on the 47th floor of the white building.

Several scientists in white coats were busy walking back and forth.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a thin, short, gentle man walked in.

The man was wearing a British aristocratic shirt and expensive jewelry and watches.

As soon as he walked in, he pushed aside the security guard next to him, then stepped forward and grabbed a bald scientist by the collar.

"I remember once saying... no matter what happens, as long as it is related to the Alpha Project, tell me everything!"

The bald scientist defended tremblingly with cold sweat on his face.

"D-Dr. Drake, but you were sleeping at the time, so I couldn't inform you in time. I know it was an oversight on my part, but believe me, things are not that bad. We still made additional discoveries!"

Carlton Drake narrowed his eyes and finally gently let go of the other party's shirt.

"OK, tell me everything now, I want to control all the information!"

The bald scientist on the side adjusted his glasses, quickly picked up a report and read it.

"A total of 81 reference experimental subjects were released in this Alpha Project, 66 of which are still in the simulated incubation period, 5 of which suffered sudden gene fragmentation due to rejection by the host immune system and cannot be recovered, while the other 9 are suspected of suffering from powerful The attack triggered the gene fuse protection mechanism, and the last experimental subject has not been found."

“Its number is A0021, a blood-infectious parasite, codenamed ‘Lamia’. "

"According to the report of the genetic monitoring fragment, the A0021 parasite is likely to have awakened the symbiote's wisdom and independent consciousness like its mother!"