Why is there this illusion?
It’s only been a month, it’s not like three years have really passed!
Thinking of this, Shen Menghan's cheeks turned slightly red, Youdao said that one day was like three autumns apart, and she thought it was because she missed him too much that she had this inexplicable illusion.
"Oh, maybe it's because I've strengthened my physical attributes recently. Is it serious? I don't think it has changed much!" Seeing Shen Menghan stunned and lost in thought, Russell made up an excuse to divert her attention.
"Maybe I saw it wrong. Also, you need to change your competitiveness." Shen Menghan didn't think much about it. She was not defensive about Russell and got in a little bit.
Russell secretly breathed a sigh of relief, took over the topic and said smoothly: "Being competitive is a good thing, it can keep me motivated to move forward."
"But the competitive spirit is also a double-edged sword. When you strive for the top, you will hurt others, even yourself." Shen Menghan said, gently caressing Russell's face, and said distressedly: "Promise me, Don’t be anxious because you are competitive, just be yourself.”
Listening to these affectionate words, Russell felt warm in his heart and his heart was beating fast. He did not refute his fallacy and nodded in agreement.
Shen Menghan smiled calmly, looked around the somewhat messy room, frowned slightly and started to clean up: "I know that the Lord God Space puts a lot of pressure on you, but you can't stay at home all day watching dramas, go out appropriately. Take a walk and relax, and combine work and rest to be more efficient."
She packed up the fast food boxes that Russell had thrown aside after eating, and scanned the house again and again. Russell scratched his face, a little embarrassed, but when he went to help, he was pushed to the bathroom again, with something in his hand. Change of clothes.
"Just leave it to me. Take a good bath. If you continue like this, you will really turn into a stinky man."
"It's okay, I don't think anything smells bad!"
"No, it has an unpleasant smell."
"OK, it's up to you."
Russell couldn't resist her, so he had to wash up in the bathroom. When he came out, the room had been cleaned, and Shen Menghan carried several bags of garbage and threw them out of the corridor. In the apartment building, there are large trash cans in the corridors, and cleaning staff are responsible for cleaning them every day.
"You were traveling abroad before, and I saw the Moments you posted. Those people are..." Russell leaned back on the sofa, took a shower and felt refreshed.
Shen Menghan posted photos in his circle of friends, and some of them looked familiar to Russell. The book "Pulse on the Street" was stored deep in his mind, but after not seeing each other for three years, it was difficult to correspond to the characters.
"They are my teammates. What do you think? They are all beautiful women, right?" Shen Menghan asked with a smile.
Russell shook his head decisively: "I have never seen a woman with such archaeological value. I almost thought you went to Jurassic Park."
"Haha, it's not as exaggerated as you said." Although he knew Russell was lying, Shen Menghan still smiled happily, washed his hands, and picked up the shopping bag placed on the table: "I guess you will stay up late at night, I bought noodles at the supermarket when I came here, and I’ll give them to you to eat.”
"No, just let me do it!" Russell felt a little embarrassed after not feeling the feeling of being cared about for a long time: "You were busy just now, and the clothes were all dirty when I was cleaning. I'll take a shower first, and I'll wait for you to wash them. It’s done, I’ll give it to you to eat.”
"Oh! Huh? This... this, this..."
Shen Menghan froze on the spot, his face flushed, as if he had gone through a fierce psychological struggle, and then he glanced at Russell secretly with sharp eyes, and whispered softly: "Then... okay then!"
With that said, she took out a change of clothes from her bag, ran into the bathroom, and closed the door with a bang.
It was so strong that the wall almost broke!
"Let's not talk about why you came here with a change of clothes. Let's just talk about your inexplicable reaction. I didn't do anything, so why are you so irritated..." At the end of the sentence, Russell himself was stunned, and his face twitched slightly.
MD, when a woman becomes dirty, nothing will happen to a man!
"Speaking of which, until now I have been fighting with her, but it seems that she still hasn't..." Russell touched his chin with one hand, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He might be able to open up a new channel tonight.
Although it was obviously a misunderstanding just now, the two 'under's are a verb and the other is a noun, but only a stupid person can explain it clearly. Russell was looking forward to this very much. After all, he hadn't seen her for three years, and the body was already very unfamiliar, just like new.
The next day, Shen Menghan opened the door and left with a radiant face. It wasn't until the sun was shining that Russell climbed out of bed shakily. His steps were shaky, his eyes were unfocused, and his hair was disheveled. He was in urgent need of wolfberry to save the rest of his life.
"For every Supergirl I satisfy, I can torture ten Black Widows to death. The fighting power is too unequal..." Russell sat on the computer desk, chewing the wolfberry in the cup, turned his head and glanced sympathetically at the person in his bedroom. The big bed was creaking and almost collapsed last night: "Old man, I really want you to die, but she is too cruel. After all, you are not made of vibranium."
…
Another half month passed in a blink of an eye, and a large number of Marvel comics and Marvel encyclopedias purchased online by Russell were delivered to his door. Considering that the translation would be a bit tricky, he bought all the original English versions, which was a very large amount. He didn't have to do anything in the following days. These comics alone were enough to keep him busy for a while.
Shen Menghan comes to Russell's house every now and then, and is very curious about how many comics he has bought, because the main god's space is filled with the Marvel Cinematic Universe, and reading comics is in vain.
She held the Spider-Man book and read it with great joy, and suddenly said: "Let me tell you something..."
"That's what you say, I'm listening." The comic in Russell's hand was Doctor Strange, and he was seeing the key point: Ancient One was about to die.
That’s great, that’s how you should draw it!
Shen Menghan put down the comic book and leaned against Russell: "My teammates will come to this city to visit me in a few days. Can you come with me then?"
"Ah! We just had a party, now again?" Russell put down the book, raised his head and blinked in confusion.
Shen Menghan's teammates were those funny guys in the main god's space. Time passed so long that he remembered that one girl had a bad sign and another one was always vomiting blood. By the way, the Great Omen is the protagonist of this world, and according to the plot, he will be killed.
This is a murderous revenge, and she must pay the price with blood!
Shen Menghan clasped his hands together: "Please, I told them that we got back together."
It's just a face-to-face meeting, just to check the target of revenge.
Russell thought about it and nodded in agreement: "Let's talk about the ugly things first. I'm so good, I can't hide it no matter how much I try to cover it up. If they plan to poach you, don't blame me."
"You're thinking too much, it's impossible."
…
【Ding】
[Host, please note that the eighth mission in the world is about to begin. The ten-minute countdown is now entering, please be prepared]
"Uncle Luo..."
Russell took out the space ring from the drawer and put it on: "I understand, you can leave at any time."
The ten-minute countdown ended, and Russell's eyes blurred. When he opened his eyes again, he was already on top of a vast sea. He was standing on a Chinese junk ship, which is a wooden sailing ship often seen in movies and TV shows, the kind from the Ming Dynasty.
The hull of the ship is not big. From his modern point of view, the ship under his feet is very backward. It has only two uses, either as an antique or as a tourist boat.
On the deck, dirty sailors were cleaning the deck one by one. They had yellow faces and muscles, and their clothes were disheveled. They either wore straw hats or had bald heads, but most of them had waist-length hair. Long black braids.
From the front cabin, there were bursts of wailing and crying, from both men and women, and words such as 'pirate' were cursed loudly.
"It doesn't look like a modern...pirate..." Russell raised his hand and touched the side of the ship in front of him. The ship had gone through wind and rain, with sword marks and black marks of fire everywhere, and some parts were even shattered by artillery. Haven't had time to fix it yet.
"Hey, what are you doing here? Go down and clean the deck!"
A sharp shout came, and Russell looked intently. The person who came was a Chinese man with a disheveled beard. His forehead was greasy and shiny, his face was covered with cuts and burns, and one of his eyes was dull. The upper body is covered tightly with leather sewn clothes, but the lower body is wearing a pair of shorts. The shape is very sharp, and you can consider joining the fashion circle.
However, judging from your appearance, you should be Chinese. I am also Chinese. The whole ship is Chinese. What kind of English do you speak?
Seeing the flintlock pistol and long knife on his waist, Russell said politely: "Captain, I have something to report to you."
"What?" The man looked at Russell in surprise: "You are crazy, I am not the captain."
Russell: "..."
"Next time you call me captain, I will kill you!" The man raised his dirty fingers and stabbed Russell's chest hard: "How can you be so clean on your body? Did you hide when we just joined the battle? ?”
"That's not important, what's important is what I have to say."
"Then tell me quickly, do you want to be thrown into the sea?"
"This is not a suitable place. There are too many people and many eyes. What I want to say is very important. Go and say it in the cabin!"
The man looked at Russell suspiciously and turned around: "Follow me. If you dare to lie to me, you know what will happen."
"I promise I won't let you down..." Russell grinned and followed.
