Marvel turns into Iron Man

Thor has been tasked with keeping Vera Bliss safe in Miss Stark's absence for some time in the past.

But most of the time he is just bored, either hanging out, or at home... playing games with Vera?

Well, maybe it was because of boredom that Sol chose to play the game with Vera.

But in the face of the highly developed game technology of the Nova civilization, he—without any resistance, fell naturally.

If Odin is allowed to see that the great prince of Asgard has become a dead house addicted to games at this moment.

I'm afraid old man Odin is really going to be woken up from his hospital bed, and then fainted again.

Villa sent out an invitation for the game, so Sol naturally had to think about it, after all, he really had nothing to do.

Sol turned his head to look in Miss Stark's direction, with a... pleading expression on his face?

Seeing his appearance, Miss Stark had the urge to rush up and slap him.

But she still held back, after all wantonly beating others is not something a lady would do.

What's more, I originally agreed to Loki to bring this guy out of Asgard's territory.

What did this guy turn into in the end, in fact, he has an inseparable relationship with him.

"It's true that I don't need you, you can do whatever you want—"

Looking at Sol, who has already entered the game, Miss Stark stretched out her hand, and said helplessly while holding her forehead.

"By the way, Vera, there are a lot of customers today, remember to ask for more takeaways."

Hearing Miss Stark's words, Vera nodded slightly, and then led Sol into the gate of the villa.

When she turned her head slowly, what she saw was the inexplicable expression on Sam Alexander's face.

That expression seemed to be satirizing that the little girl Vera became more and more lawless when she was under her command.

"I admit, I may have had some problems with my education, but it's not a big deal."

However, Miss Stark didn't seem to want to talk about these things, so she just brushed the topic off.

Seeing her attitude, Sam just shrugged his shoulders helplessly, showing his senselessness.

But soon the vibration of the short message on the mobile phone diverted Sam's attention.

He glanced at the content of the short message on the phone, and looked in Miss Stark's direction again.

"Sorry, I'm afraid I'll have to accompany you—"

"What's wrong, your girlfriend is looking for you?"

Miss Stark's eyes wandered around his mobile phone, and she immediately understood the situation.

"It's kind of a personal thing."

Sam didn't seem to mind that Miss Stark saw the messages on his phone.

Miss Stark just shrugged her shoulders lightly, showing an indifferent attitude.

After all, Sam was only her subordinate in name, and hadn't touched anything deeper.

She has neither power nor any reason to have him by her side.

Soon, Sam had already left the courtyard of the villa and flew towards the headquarters of the Nova Corps.

There were only three people left in the courtyard, Miss Stark, Nebula...and Carol.

"There's a training ground in the basement, maybe you'll like it there, Nebula."

"As for me—I think I have something to chat with my fellow Earthling."

Hearing Miss Stark's words, Nebula nodded and left her side voluntarily.

"Mind if we find a better place to chat?"

Looking at Carol, a smile appeared on Miss Stark's face again.

"Of course, I don't think it's a good choice to chat here either."

Since Carol didn't refuse, it means she agreed.

Miss Stark led Carol into the door of the room and through the hall on the ground floor.

There was a faint noise coming from the direction of the living room. It should be Sol and Vera playing a game.

But Miss Stark led Carol through the hall of the villa without stopping.

The two walked through the separation wall of the villa and came to the second half of the courtyard—the open-air courtyard.

The size of the courtyard is not small, or at least not smaller than the main body of the villa.

Green alien plants slowly surround the room, but there is a complete set of sofa booths and others present.

Leading Carol to the sofa, Miss Stark followed suit.

With a light snap of his fingers, two servings of steaming coffee appeared on the table like a magic trick.

"Very interesting ability—seemingly convenient."

Carol picked up the coffee in front of him with a surprised expression on his face.

"It's just some tricks, do you want sugar cubes, and some tea."

Miss Stark smiled and snapped her fingers again, but she even got out the prepared snacks.

These things, whether it is finished coffee, snacks or tableware, are all prepared by her before leaving the earth.

Just like that, it was thrown in the storage space, but it kept the freshly made appearance, very fresh.

"A taste of home, or rather - Made in America."

As she spoke, she picked up the tongs and threw the sugar cubes into the coffee cup.

The silver spoon stirred gently, and soon, the sugar cube melted completely with the temperature of the coffee.

"I can see that you seem to have a little... question about my existence and origin?"

"I'm in a good mood now, as long as it's not too private, I can answer you."

Sharing secrets may be the fastest and most convenient way to quickly shorten the distance between two people.

Miss Stark is very interested in Carol Danvers, so she decided to take the initiative to share the secret.

"Well, you're really straight to the point—well, I'm curious about you."

"Beside you, I can always feel an inexplicable attraction."

Carol took a sip of the New York-style coffee, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

Whenever she gets down to business, she's used to sitting up straight, not too relaxed.

"The appeal....it's kind of like an ethereal concept."

"I am very interested in it and hope to get an answer from you."

Carol didn't know that the Rubik's Cube had fallen into Miss Stark's hands.

She just instinctively noticed a very familiar force in her body.

"I really didn't expect you to ask me this, well, it's a long story."

"Carol—I want you to tell me first, how much do you know about [Pegasus Project]?"

PS:

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