American comics: You're asked to fish, but you catch a Superman template?

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Xu Fu and Mary Jane also frowned.

"Students, please choose another seat. This seat is already taken."

Mary Jane spoke softly.

"Someone? I don't think so!"

Gwen sneered, gave Harry a defiant look, and put her backpack on the ground.

"Damn it!" Harry roared furiously, "You'll regret this!"

"I am really scared."

Gwen grinned foolishly.

"Harry Osborn, sit down!"

The teacher swallowed.

Harry gave a cold snort, glared angrily at the teacher, and sat back down in his seat.

Let this imposter sit for a while, and then kick her out after class!

This is Gwen's territory!

Harry glared angrily at Gwen, while Xu Fu and Mary looked at her with disgust.

At that moment, Gwen made a gesture under her desk.

Harry and the others stared at Gwen with wide, puzzled eyes.

Gwen smiled at the four of them, wrote something on a piece of paper, and handed it to Peter.

Peter looked at it, laughed, and tossed the paper to Harry. Harry happily tossed the paper to Mary, who happily shut her mouth and then tossed the paper to Xu Fu.

Xu Fu opened it.

There was a smiley face drawn on the paper, and a line of text written next to it.

Chapter 1228 The Code of Luck

"Okay, I understand, I'll consider it."

"Okay, I'll be back anytime."

Goodbye, Thor.

Xu Fu hung up the phone and gently pressed his forehead.

After the White House incident, Thor returned to Earth after his trip to Xu Fucheng. He had a fight with his girlfriend, but before leaving, he wisely said goodbye to Xu Fucheng and received an invitation from Asgard.

This is an invitation...

Xu Fu bit his chin and muttered to himself, "After that, it didn't seem to be so serious."

After making the decision, Xu Fu looked at Raven, who was listening to music with her eyes closed, and smiled.

"What do you see me doing?"

Noticing Xu Fu's gaze, Raven opened his eyes and lazily looked at Xu Fu.

What would you like to eat for lunch?

Xu Fu asked, glancing at Raven's stomach.

Hey, little baby, you're a little bigger than before. Now you're lying on my belly, moving around like a little frog.

"You're using your superpowers to spy on the children again!"

The crow looked at Xu Fu with ill intent.

Xu Fu now checks it eight times a day, but his salary has decreased.

"Hi."

Xu Fu smiled, his eyes revealing undisguised anticipation.

This was the first time Xu Fu had experienced the feeling of waiting for life to appear in his life. Although he was already the father of four children, he had never gone through this process before. Everything was done on a cash-on-delivery basis, and he had never participated in the production process.

Watching Xu Fu walk into the kitchen, Raven licked his lips and then touched his face in despair.

Recently, she has been getting fatter and fatter.

Xu Fu's mistake was that he made the nutritious meals too delicious.

Some people are troubled by eating the right things, while others are troubled by not knowing what they are actually eating...

Space, on Star-Lord Mirano's spaceship.

Eric was stirring a bowl of thick porridge—well, let's call it porridge, but it wasn't made with rice, it was made with the eggs of some white worms. It tasted alright, but it was a little unsettling.

He glanced around at the rest of the Guardians of the Galaxy, maintaining a pleased look in his eyes, and frowned slightly.

"Eat it, it's delicious."

Rocket fiddled with an egg stuck to his beard, nibbled it off, threw it into his mouth, took a small bite, and some white juice flowed out of his mouth.

This reminds me of the milk tea with eggs I used to drink...

Eric said softly, sliding the plate in front of Rocket: "You eat it."

After spending a few days with them, he discovered that these people weren't particularly picky about food.

He could tolerate eating the same thing every other meal...

father

I miss you

You should let Charles out!

Eric muttered to himself.

Once he arrives on the next planet, he has to eat something good—no, something normal, just normal stuff.

Eric sighed.

"Guys, we're locked inside."

Suddenly, Star-Lord spoke up nervously, and everyone looked up to see a huge spaceship appear in the distance.

Is it a predator?

Gamora leaned down and pressed her face against the control panel, surveying the massive spaceship before asking in a low voice, then turning her gaze to Star-Lord: "Are you in trouble again?"

"Why me? Couldn't it be Drax, Rockets, or you who caused trouble?"

Gamora coldly replied, "I have made amends for everything I caused."

Star-Lord shrugged and pointed to the spaceships outside, saying, "Then you're mistaken. These aren't raiders; they're space pirates with no scruples."

"Aren't raiders and space pirates the same? Aren't they all scum?"

Rocket said sarcastically as he placed Groot into Eric's bowl as he slid towards it.

Groot squinted comfortably, eating the insect eggs as if soaking in a hot spring.

“Raiders have an ultimate goal and are organized, but space pirates do not.”

Star-Lord said in a low voice, "We have to get out of here. If we get any closer, we won't be able to escape normally."

Such a large ship, fully equipped with cannons, was simply no match for their small boat.

Everyone nodded.

They didn't want their lives to be ruined by a chance encounter.

"and many more."

Eric rested his chin on his hand, gazing at the giant ship in the distance, and asked softly, "Space pirates, they must be rich, right?"

"Who knows? But if you look at their spaceship from this side, everything should be normal."

Star-Lord shared his experience.

"Then let's rob them! I didn't bring any money with me when I went out."

Eric clenched his fist, made his decision, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

Doing what he wants is his innate instinct, and having been Magneto for so long has left him feeling lost.

Its true nature was immediately revealed the moment it appeared.

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"Rob them, rob them?"

The Guardians of the Galaxy were stunned by Eric's words.

"Brother, what did you say? Don't joke around. At this distance, you won't even have time to reach the person you're talking to before you'll be smashed into space debris."

Star-Lord rolled his eyes.

"Space junk, you really think highly of yourself."

The rockets are quietly making up for lost time.