Tony was anxious to return to his home to continue to develop his own iron war suit family career. Seeing that the amulet could indeed be drawn by himself, and it had already produced an effect, he no longer missed this place. He hurriedly brought Colonel Rhode, who had just come here to make a wave of soy sauce, and left Charles Exorcist Firm together.

Charles waited until Tony left before yawning and looked at the clock. It was almost time for supper. Tony arrived in the morning. It seemed that he had been with Tony for a long time.

Tony is indeed a genius inventor, and he has basically learned how to draw amulets in one day.

Just as I was about to cook dinner, I suddenly realized something that I didn’t seem to have lunch. This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that Laura, who was exercising in the underground world, didn’t seem to have lunch either.

How can this be! Charles was just about to be a qualified raising man, but he was hungry. Charles thought to himself with hatred: Tony Stark, Iron Man, this is all your fault.

I quickly prepared the dinner, and then went to another world underground with a little guilty conscience to call Laura out for dinner. Then I saw Laura eating, and there was a very familiar sofa.

"Is this sofa from my bedroom?" Charles walked around the sofa and asked confirmation.

"Yes, I just moved it up." Laura's eyes blinked, not understanding what was wrong with moving the sofa.

"Oh, what about the food?" Charles thought for a while and nodded, moved the sofa down and asked again where Laura ate?

"I just saw you working with Uncle Stark, so I went to get some food myself."

Laura had gone up before, but Charles was forcing Tony to write amulets hard, but he didn't notice it, so Laura took the food and came down again.

"Oh, call me for dinner next time. Tony doesn't know he's hungry, I'm still hungry! By the way, don't eat these anymore, go up for supper."

Charles found that he didn't need to feel guilty anymore? Laura had eaten after all, so now she just dealt with the dinner issue.

"No need, I've eaten a lot just now and I'm a little full." Laura burped and said with satisfaction.

"Laura, how much food have you eaten? In the future, you should eat less junk food, and you will not grow taller." Charles found that there were actually many snack bags around him. Laura wouldn't be eating snacks all afternoon.

"Hehe, it's okay, this weather is the best for outdoor picnics. Charles, let's have a picnic together." Laura said with a little excited and a confused look on her eyes.

The sky in the distance is nice, with blue sky and white clouds, plenty of sunlight, no wind, but there are still green mountains and grass everywhere, which is indeed a place for picnics.

However, Laura has been here for more than a week, and Charles is urging her to train martial arts here every day. She doesn't want to stay here several times. She has been cute to Charles several times and said to Charles that she went back to the bedroom to practice "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung". She doesn't practice "Mingyu Kung" here, and she is also called back by Charles. What's wrong today?

Seeing Laura's strange look, Charles patted his head and searched in the snack bag. Sure enough, he found the wine-heart chocolate he prepared for himself. Well, only the packaging was left, and Laura ate it all.

"Laura, did you get your snacks in my bedroom?" Charles's wine heart chocolate was prepared for himself and naturally placed in his bedroom.

"Well, my bedroom is a bit far away. I saw that there were snacks in your room, so I took them. The chocolate was delicious."

All along, Laura's snacks Charles bought in a state of filling in the posture, including them in the bedroom and kitchen, so that they can always have snacks. This is the first time Laura has eaten snacks from Charles' bedroom.

As for eating like this, you may get fat, so I thought too much. Laura has been maintaining a certain intensity of kung fu training, and there is no possibility of getting fat.

"Okay, Laura, today's training is over, go back and have a rest." Seeing Laura's drunk little fan, she was afraid that she could not do anything today, so she had to lower her body and pick up Laura, preparing to carry Laura for the bedroom to rest.

"Oh..., really..., Charlie..." Laura fell asleep halfway through the answer. Charles shook his head and decided to lock alcoholic foods in the future.

Before returning to the ground, Charles carried Laura to look at Gwen. Gwen was exercising spiritual pressure not far from Laura. It was said that it was spiritual pressure, but in fact it was the density of the soul. Now Gwen is more like a human and no longer like a ghost than when he was just exercising.

When Gwen was still called Joanna, even if Charles was raising himself with the soul-raising talisman every day, he felt like he was floating. Now Gwen has completely landed, and the results of spiritual pressure training can be seen.

"Gwen, if you walk on the street now and no one touches you, I'm afraid no one knows that you are a ghost. The spiritual pressure training is good."

Charles said in admiration that he had met many geniuses today, and he didn't know if these people who belonged to the protagonist themselves really had the so-called luck.

"But is it still a ghost? You can't touch it or touch it, but now that I can do this, you may really be able to resurrect me."

Gwen opened his eyes and said in admiration that he seemed to be able to feel something, and he was no longer the intoxicating and illusory touch in the ghost state, but a more sober touch.

"Keep on, and after a while, I will teach you to become a god of death." Charles said with some evil taste. It was not resurrection but to become a god of death. Gwen Stacey's path to resurrection was fundamentally strange.

"Death, which kind of death? Is it the legendary God of Death who brought people away from the world?" Gwen was shocked. Wasn't he resurrected? Why did he become himself and become the God of Death? Are those people wearing cloaks and holding sickles actually all the God of Death that they become after the human death exercises the spiritual pressure!

"Didn't I say that your body has been destroyed because of the time unit relationship, so I can only rebuild a body for you, and that body can only be used by the god of death, and you can only use it if you become a god of death.

Of course, you can choose to use your body directly. To be honest, if the rotten one is not thorough enough, your superhero boyfriend can still recognize you when he defeats you, a zombie, and he vomits... I've said it so much that I vomited. How do you choose?"

Charles said that afterwards, his mind was disgusting. He really had no romantic cells. A dead man crawled out of the grave for his lover to meet his boyfriend, and was beaten to death by his boyfriend. He seemed to have watched it in that movie. What about that movie? Charles has already started to wander.

"What else can I choose? OK. After listening to you, I think it would be better not to see you in the past few days." Gwen began to make Charles disappear quickly.
Chapter completed!