The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Natasha and Pamela strolled into the garden. As soon as they walked in, she felt something was wrong. It was autumn now, and the temperature in the city was not high. The big trees and shrubs in the garden began to turn yellow, but There were too many vines all over the ground, and they were too green.

Natasha walked down the steps of the porch. As soon as her high heels stepped on the stone pavement, she noticed a shadow moving in the bushes, like some small animal running past quickly.

Have you never seen me in other worlds? Pamela asked.

I haven't seen it with my own eyes. Apart from Schiller, the one I'm most familiar with in your universe is Batman. I once played a game with two Batmans.

The swaying shadow in the darkness stilled, and Pamela asked, How does it feel?

It's not bad. I don't want to say that they are smart and strong. It's obvious. If I have to describe it, they are quite hot and sexy.

Of course, especially when they're wearing bat costumes. Pamela stepped closer.

Natasha lowered her head and saw a thin shadow swimming past her feet. She instinctively raised her feet, thinking it was a snake, but under the porch light, she discovered that it was a moving vine. .

Did you get them to bed? Pamela asked again.

You know the bed isn't the key, if I could find a little bit of free time I wouldn't do it?

Pamela sighed, shook her head and said, You look like the type he would like.

Natasha turned back and tucked one side of her red hair behind her ear, staring at Pamela with an expression that said, How do you say this?

Do you think Batman is difficult to deal with? That's right, he releases this signal to everyone, so that once he takes the initiative to lower his guard against someone, the other party will simply not be able to refuse his attraction. This is his arms.

interesting.

He will use this weapon to deal with those valuable objects, which means that in addition to your beauty, you need to be strong and show your value to him before he can take the bait.

It should be like this. Natasha turned back and stared at the vines and said, The premise is that there can only be two of us in that game, but unfortunately, there are four players and two Batmans in that game. It's too late for them to guard against each other. Woolen cloth.

Two Batmans and you, who is the remaining one?

Schiller.

Pamela's footsteps paused, and he heard Natasha say: Two Batmans are nothing, he is the biggest trouble. I stared at him the whole time and had no time to have fun.

Are you familiar with him?

So be it. Natasha turned around again and looked at Pamela's expression. Then the female agent smiled and said, It seems you are very interested in him.

I can't deny this, in fact, I have a plan...

After Pamela finished telling her plan, Natasha's expression became a little weird.

Ignoring the vines running around her feet and almost wrapping around her ankles, as well as Pamela's eager gaze, she climbed the steps as quickly as possible and returned to the porch.

Little girl, you are very beautiful and have great ideas, but unfortunately I am a heterosexual and it is still early. I am going to visit the manor. Goodbye!

Natasha strode away, leaving Pamela alone in confusion.

what happened? The atmosphere was clearly good just now, why did it suddenly take a turn for the worse?

Pamela was sure that the conversation between her and Natasha just now was not just a small talk, it was like a prelude to flirting. Natasha did not show any disgust with this kind of teasing. Could it be that she didn't want to come together?

But Natasha didn't look like such a conservative person. Pamela guessed that she was a social butterfly or a female agent. This kind of person probably had a richer love history than everyone present combined. She had never seen any big scenes. , how could you get discouraged so easily?

But Natasha who left was also cursing in the earphones.

She found a place where no one was around, lowered her voice, and roared at Nick: ...It's because I've experienced it that I know what this is all about! And now there's a crazy teenager who wants to tease her at the party Him! Maybe our entire army will be annihilated!

Nick seemed to say something on the other end of the phone, but it failed to satisfy Natasha. The female agent cursed again, hung up the communication, and turned to look at the banquet hall, which was getting busier.

Natasha is not given for free. She has collected information about Schiller for such a long time, and she can be regarded as the person who knows the most about Schiller's personality in the Marvel Universe.

In addition to their most common good doctor, the professor's personality that has occasionally appeared is arrogant, but both of them live in the tower, and Natasha has seen with her own eyes that there is a deep hidden path at the bottom of the tower. the bottom of the abyss.

The Schiller who died with her came from the abyss, and the one holding the banquet today obviously also came from the abyss.

Then the problem is, Pamela is indeed smart and beautiful, and if she is indeed a fish that takes the bait, it is inevitable that what happened on the fishing day night will happen again.

But the difference is that Natasha is a female agent who has lived for a long time, while Pamela is a teenager, and most likely a teenager who can control plants and has super powers.

Natasha didn't dare to think about fighting such a fish, and how much noise Schiller would make. Natasha began to wonder if Schiller was going to cook all the fish in one pot with a frying spoon at this banquet.

Natasha stood there and hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked towards the second floor. Soon she came to the window of the second floor corridor, where she could see a corner of the garden. She saw Pamela heading towards the depths of the garden. As she walked, lush shrubs and branches swayed beside her.

At this moment, a breeze blew in through the cracks in the window. Natasha wrinkled her nose and turned her head to look at a room at the end of the corridor.

The smell of blood.

The female agent was all too familiar with this. She bent down slightly and lowered her center of gravity, walking along the wall in small steps without making any sound even though she was wearing high heels.

Ahead was the master bedroom of the manor, and Natasha could tell very clearly that this was not the smell of Schiller's blood. It had a strange smell, and it smelled like blood dripping on the snow.

Gently pushing open the unlocked door of the master bedroom, what appeared in front of her was an ordinary manor bedroom. Natasha walked in lightly and found a trace of blood in the cracks of the floor.

Blue blood stains.

Natasha suddenly understood. He pressed the earphones to talk to Nick, but heard footsteps coming from the other end of the corridor.

The second floor is my bedroom and guest room. The bedroom is not open to the public for the time being. Maybe you can go to the guest room and have a look...

It was Schiller's voice, and then Natasha heard the answer from another voice, that of Strange.

Do they know each other?

Of course, it’s not about whether Schiller knows Strange, but the group of Schillers living in the abyss. How do they know Strange?

Countless mysteries were swirling in Natasha's mind, giving her a splitting headache, but the two people came over quickly, and the female agent could only hide on the balcony as quickly as possible.

Can't I go into the bedroom and take a look?

When Natasha heard Strange say this, she slapped her forehead. Why did everyone have an inappropriate curiosity about Schiller, especially these dangerous Schillers? !

Well, I was the fish that was caught, so I won’t talk about others, but Schiller actually agreed! Natasha couldn't help but begin to wonder what the relationship between the two of them was.

While thinking about it, the female agent crawled under the balcony. There was a light in the garden, which was brighter than the master bedroom before the lights were turned on. If she stood behind the curtain like this, her shadow would definitely be seen.

Climbing down in high heels was not difficult. Natasha was familiar with it, but she was a little worried that her skirt might be stained. It would not be good to behave inappropriately at the banquet.

Just when Natasha's feet were looking for the next point of contact, she suddenly felt that she had stepped on something soft and tough. When she turned around, she saw a thick vine stretching out to her feet. Pamela was standing there. Watching her from a distance.

As soon as Natasha landed, she couldn't bear it anymore.

Shit! What is going on? How come there is Loki's blood in Schiller's room? What happened to the two of them? What happened to Schiller and Strange? And you, you What do you want to do again?!”

Pamela landed on the vines, stretched out her hand towards Natasha and said: Don't be so serious, we just want to have some fun.

Do you know what this will cost?! Natasha said, raising her voice.

Of course, we know how tolerant Professor Schiller is, and I think the rest are similar, but that's all for the future, why can't we have fun now?

Okay, now Natasha is sure that these people don't know the difference between Schiller in the abyss and the one in the tower!

If you offend against greed or arrogance, of course you will be retaliated against, but the difference is that greed may go in a big circle, and you will be unlucky until you have almost forgotten about it. Revenge from arrogance usually comes faster. , because he recounts old accounts from front to back.

But no matter what, they still have sense. Even if someone is unlucky, they will not destroy the overall situation and try their best to make everything for the best. Even the unlucky person will always gain more or less. Something.

This is like a kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder for normal Schiller. They think that they should do it if they have the ability to do it. This is also the idea of ​​​​the vast majority of ordinary people, which can make things better while satisfying their own desires. why not?

But that's not the case with Morbidity.

They act like they are rational and generally human-like, but in fact they are not at all. They don't care what the situation will be like, how many people will bleed, be injured or die. They just follow their instincts. satisfy their desires.

Pamela and the others realized that Schiller who was hosting the banquet might be different and more dangerous than usual, but no one of them really realized how dangerous Schiller was.

Loki, who is now missing, is an example. He must have come to the manor in advance and wanted to talk to Schiller, but he ran into the sick Schiller head-on. The ending can be imagined.

When she thought about the fact that there were so many fish that didn't know how to live or die under Schiller's fishhook, and in order to maintain the normal holding of this important banquet for exchanges between the two worlds, she had to move those fish up with their arched mouths, even those that had already been hooked. After the fish she caught was saved, Natasha felt deep despair.

Is this world just a huge fish pond? !

Fish!