[Comprehensive British and American] Cthulhu Summons Master

Peter never thought that he would betray his identity because of his mobile phone. He didn't make any excuses. After a long silence, he raised his hand and tore off his hood.

"I still can't hide it from you, Tang. Besides, I'm not good at hiding things like this. Hey, so it's inconvenient to say that the clothes don't have pockets at all. Should I try to adjust a headset to connect to the phone better..."

While thinking about it, Peter combed his crushed brown hair with his hands, and finally frowned and carefully looked at Donna. After confirming that she was indeed not angry with him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Peter, there is actually one thing I haven't told you."

As if she could guess Peter's mixed emotions at the moment, Donna also thought about it again. She was angry when she first learned the truth, but soon when she met Peter's eyes, she felt nothing at all. Can't get mad.

She really regards Peter as a good friend, and she has gained a lot of happiness because of him and Victoria since coming to New York.

and so……

Under Peter's puzzled gaze, Donna took out the coin and held it in her hand.

——Can the distant and mysterious existence respond to my wish?

Although he didn't know what Donna was doing, Peter still waited patiently, and in an instant, the hairs all over his body stood on end, it was the super sense of spiders.

He took a step back with one guarded foot, lowered his body slightly and looked around in bewilderment.

what is going on?He felt a strong sense of oppression.

Immediately, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a vague figure appeared behind Don Nana.

A figure in a tattered yellow robe, the face under the cloak was wrapped in layers of gray and white bandages, and under the robe fluttering in the air were tentacles writhing like octopuses.

"The king in yellow... Hastur...?"

Some time ago, Peter, who also made up a lot of Cthulhu mythology, said in disbelief.

Donna opened her eyes when she heard the sound, and looked back along Peter's almost frozen gaze. This was the first time she saw clearly the existence she had summoned.

So... he was the one who saved her and knocked Loki away before.

"..."

Something was wriggling under the bandage. Donna heard a slow whisper in an unknown language. She swallowed in an attempt to moisten her dry and tight throat, and then said softly, "Before... thank you for saving me."

Even though she couldn't see the other person's eyes, she still felt the invisible heaviness of being watched.

Of course, Hastur did not respond to her thank you, the gloomy murmur dissipated, and his figure became transparent until it disappeared.

"Don..."

"That's right, I should have caused the urban legends in Queens..."

Before admitting Peter's conjecture, Donna raised her hands as if surrendering herself, and made a sneer.

"...No... No way!"

Peter, who had no idea that things would develop in this direction, took several steps back in fright.

"So...we're even, friends have to be honest, right? Just keep each other's secrets, okay?"

Putting the coins back, she took a deep breath and reached out to Peter with a sincere smile.

"Of course, we're good friends, aren't we!"

Relieved, Peter finally breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward to hold Donna's hand, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

In the end, Don Nana finished the report with the theme of Spider-Man, of course the last paragraph was omitted, and this topic report also got an A grade.

Through this incident, she also gained a new understanding of the ability of coins, and she also had real contact with the mysterious old ruler who was originally a dragon.

After she deleted the content about Spider-Man, she told Tony that she successfully summoned Hastur. Donna respected Peter's own choice, and she would never reveal his identity unless it was his wish.

Tony wanted her to perform the summoning again in front of him, but for some reason he waved his hand and said next time.

After a month of physical training, Tang Nana finally reached the goal of jogging ten kilometers in an hour. Her body fat dropped by several percentage points, and her strength improved by a notch.

Although she has just reached the level of the general fitness crowd, it is still a qualitative leap for Tang Nana.

After getting her advanced version of the training form from Iron Man's bodyguard Happy Hogan, she rubbed her little arm and sighed.

a few days later.

New York, at the entrance of a luxury hotel venue.

Don Nana, who was wearing a dark blue dress, stood behind a table covered with red cloth. There were two pots of delicate roses as decorations on the table. In the distance beside it was a huge exhibition board for guests to sign. many names.

For the Nth time, she turned her head and touched her itchy nose, because she endured so hard, her eyes were filled with water vapor.

The person involved regretted it very much. He regretted that he soft-heartedly agreed to Victoria's request to come and help with a part-time job, but in the end he had to accept the ultimate torture of hay fever allergy.

In addition, because of her height, she wore fifteen-centimeter high-heeled shoes that would never appear in her shoe cabinet. Even standing still was extremely painful.

Thinking that there is a table blocking the front anyway, and the guests are almost here, she moved the small box beside her, quietly took off her shoes and stood on the box that was about the same height, thus temporarily escaping the torment like a mermaid going ashore.

Behind him is a magnificent palace, and under the lights are exquisite tableware reflecting the bright light.

All kinds of men and women in luxurious dresses were holding goblets, chatting in groups of twos and threes, chatting and laughing while drinking and drinking. This was a world that ordinary people like Don Nana had never set foot in.

This is a huge charity dinner, inviting celebrities and rich people from all walks of life to gather here. In the final analysis, it is a party of all kinds of capitalism.

Don Nana withdrew her gaze, and was sourly thinking about when she would get rich, when a certain big-name figure seemed to arrive outside, and the sound of flashlights clicked continuously after the cheers.

It seemed that the dinner party had finally started to enter. She hurriedly put on her shoes again and stood up straight, pursed her lips with bright red lipstick, closed her eyes hard to try to cheer herself up, and then showed a very professional smirk.

Fair skin after priming, with red lips, and black pearl-like eyes with glittering earth-colored eyeshadow. The main change comes from her eyelashes. After applying mascara on the eyelashes, they are slender and upturned The eyelashes enlarged the eyes, and with each blink they seemed to glow with pity, and Donna was a beautiful girl tonight.

She saw people walking into the venue surrounded by people from afar, and vaguely saw a familiar figure from among the crowd, raised her eyebrows and complained: Sure enough.

How could Tony Stark be absent on this occasion?And it's only fitting that his character be the focus of the finale.

Apart from Iron Man's identity, he is a real billionaire, the darling of the media, one of the famous playboys... one of them.

Don Nana silently added one because after Tony, there was someone who came later. At the same time, she heard the names of the welcoming ladies at the steps not far away gasped:

—Bruce Wayne.

Well, well, it wouldn't be surprising if it was another media gossip prince, Gotham City's Bruce Wayne.

New York's Tony Stark and Gotham's Bruce Wayne, this year's ongoing monthly magazine cover girl battle has always been the focus of the entertainment media. The two are about the same age, equally rich and handsome, and they are the eyes of millions of women. The invincible rich man of diamond light.

These two people are really... utterly inhumane, talented with billions of appearances, rich in billions...

The two groups of people at the front and the back centered on the two local tyrants came together. Donna saw through the gap that the two seemed to be shaking hands. Tony was wearing a pair of sunglasses and raised his chin, looking arrogant and arrogant. The other was taller than Tony. Quite a few Mr. Wayne were as handsome as the ones Donna had seen in magazines before, but the frivolous smile did not match his original arrogant and slightly cold appearance.

Standing together, these two people are really rich... She thought nonchalantly.

Even though they were repeatedly slowed down by the crowd, the two still came in front of Tang Nana.

Tony obviously recognized Don Nana at a glance, the corner of his mouth seemed to twitch very quickly, raised his eyebrows and raised his hand to pull away the sunglasses, and looked up and down.

Then he turned his back to the crowd and mouthed a word to her: amazing.

Keeping her smile steady, she bowed slightly as a gesture of invitation, and when she stood up, she fell into a pair of deep blue jewel-like eyes.

He has a standard European and American thick face, with raised eyebrows, high nose and deep eyes, and a pair of thin lips with a shallow smile, as if aware of Tang Nana's momentary loss of focus, his smile burst open, and two smile creases appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Looking away in panic, Tang Nana exclaimed in her heart that it was dangerous.

Gotham sweetheart Brucie, the man who makes women scream, really lives up to his reputation.

This is definitely the face value of entering the entertainment circle to hang and beat Xiao Xianrou... It's a pity that he is a cynical playboy.

Seeing the rapid change of Donna's face, which was fascinated by herself one second, and indifferent the next second, and finally she looked at him with regret, Bruce Wayne couldn't hold back his smile, but his excellent self-cultivation allowed him to quickly He came back to his senses, and did not forget to praise: "You are more dazzling than the shining night sky tonight."

After speaking, the blue eyes did not forget to blink, and then went to the signature board to sign his name under the spotlight.

The name of Bruce Wayne, who is so smooth, was written on top of Tony Stark on purpose, which provoked a cold snort from Tony who looked back.

Why did I suddenly feel like I was looking at two rich and naive ghosts... Don Nana wanted to help her forehead.

After waiting for the two walking U.S. dollars to enter the arena, Don Nana's work has come to an end.

The door of the banquet hall was closed by two guards, and many staff members began to tidy up the signs outside to welcome the opening.

And she was finally able to stay away from the evil bouquet of roses on the table, and walked towards the backstage without stopping, planning to change her clothes and run away.

Before she reached the dressing room, she ran into the supervisor head-on. The supervisor with blond hair neatly coiled behind his head lit up his eyes when he saw her. He trotted over on high heels and grabbed Don Nana's arm, scaring her into being motionless.

"Great. Fortunately, you didn't leave. There are not enough people in the venue. Can you help me to serve dessert?"

"I……"

"I'll triple your salary again!"

As if she was afraid that Tang Nanna would refuse, she immediately stretched out three fingers and said.

"But my feet hurt..."

Don Nana pointed to the red heel of the high-heeled shoes.

"You can get a pair of flats! What size are you? If you don't have shoes, I can help you find a pair!"

"……Oh well."

Rolling her eyeballs, Tang Nana nodded, feeling that there was nothing to refuse.

The supervisor breathed a sigh of relief, and then showed a bright white tooth smile and led her to the dressing room to find her shoes.

Three times the salary for one night, being able to wear flat shoes, and there are no flowers in the banquet hall, just a dessert rack to put in, sounds like a good deal.

It's just that this banquet invites such high-level people, there shouldn't be such a shortage of people...

Don Nana didn't think about it, she changed into another black and white uniform, followed other staff in the same outfit, took a snack stand filled with macarons of various colors and entered the venue.

What she held in her hands was a silver three-tier snack stand, and the edge of the dinner plate was carved like a curving vine.

Walking to the table A6 corresponding to the snack rack, she took a yellow macaron from it with one hand before she put it down.

Turning his head in astonishment, he saw a white man with no hair. He met Donna's gaze and raised the macaron in his hand and said casually: "It looks delicious, doesn't it?"

Then took a bite while she watched.

Raising her eyebrows and nodding, Don Nana regarded him as someone who likes sweets, and without thinking about it, she put down the dessert plate in her hand and went back to the back kitchen to bring another plate.

Just as Donna left, Lex Luthor, who stayed where he was, threw the remaining macaron into his mouth, chewed carefully and swallowed it. His eyes wandered among the crowd, and he locked on a man who was chatting with several old men. After talking about the middle-aged man, he straightened his tie and walked away.

He raised a polite smile to the middle-aged man and said, "I've heard of you for a long time, Mr. Osborne."