Chapter 937: Winter tonic

Su Ming, who was flying in the sky, did not look back, because of the existence of the invisible barrier, he could not see what the Wakanda was like now.
But "Wakanda Buddha loves me" must be a foreign word, I don't know who taught it to them.
Wakanda has his own language and there is no reason to speak English.
So now, Su Ming will give them this little word in advance, as compensation for taking away so many heart-shaped grass and vibrating gold last time.
The transaction is complete, but cause and effect.
Hey, this is very comfortable.
By the way, after returning to Marvel, I haven't paid attention to dinner. First I had a cup of tea at Kama Taj, and then I came to Wakanda to drink a bowl of green juice.
Although it's okay if you don't eat something with X metal against it, he still prefers something in his stomach, which makes people feel at ease.
Counting the time, the capital should be just right for lunch, right?
Then go find Lao Zheng Ceng for a meal. It's winter mutton.
Finding Zheng Xian familiarly, the people in the unit were not surprised that Su Ming appeared.
Over the years, everyone in the Divine Spear Bureau has become familiar with this blond, blue-eyed foreigner who speaks a standard Imperial dialect.
Although the Secretary believes that a foreigner is rare, everyone who has spoken to Mr. Wilson seems to be communicating with Chinese.
Whether it’s local customs or local dialects; whether it’s food, clothing, housing, or travel, it’s still a hundred schools of thought.
This foreigner knows more and masters better than them. If it weren’t for the fact that they couldn’t promote superstition, they would feel that this person was their own in the previous life.
The previous office building on the ground is no longer in use. Zheng Xian moved into the ‘Tianhuan’ office after returning from the Holy Shield Brotherhood. He was probably confident.
In the past two years, Su Ming has often come to him to chat. Although the Spear Bureau emphasizes a low profile and does not ask about foreign affairs, official affairs do not affect the personal relationship between the two.
A Divine Spear Chief, a Supreme Mage, apart from these two identities, are nothing more than ordinary people.
Knock on the door, push the door and walk into the office. The sky ring fortress is floating thousands of meters in the sky, and the lighting is much better than before.
It's just that the office is full of smoke, like a fire.
"Wow, Brother Zheng, you turned on the exhaust fan. This is the Chinese New Year smoked bacon?" Su Ming left the door open, and at the same time helped Zheng Xian turn the exhaust switch on the side of the door to the maximum.
There was a slight fan stirring from the metal ceiling, and the smoke in the room was sucked away like a tornado.
It seems that the logistics staff of Shenluo have been prepared for a long time, and have a deep understanding of what kind of person his chief is.
After the smoke cleared, Su Ming saw Zheng Xian sitting on a chair with red eyes and holding a white porcelain jar in his hand. This was the French bone china that Su Ming brought him last time.
"Never heard of smoked bacon with tobacco." Zheng Xian sighed helplessly, and put the cup back on the table: "Come on again today? You said you can't hire a cook to support the family."
"Where can I find a cook who has done well in the eight major cuisines? Forget it, come whenever you want to eat, no trouble." Su Ming smiled and sat on the office sofa, looking at the soot on the desk Tank: "It looks like, are you staying up all night again?"
"It's been a few days, it's the mutants. Now their population is expanding rapidly in China. We have been meeting to study the next attitude."
Zheng Xian stood up, moved his lower back, making a rattling bone sound.
While talking, he bent down, picked up the big red flower iron kettle from the desk, and poured water for Su Ming to make tea.
Su Ming touched his beard, took out a box of cigars from DC Shun as a gift, and said: "I don't know if my brother would like to listen to my brother's humble opinion? Although there is some suspicion of getting worse... .."
"That's great. Seriously, maybe your mage has a more comprehensive view." Zheng Xian smiled and passed the teacup, took the cigar box, opened one, and smelled it, not evasive at all.
Su Ming curled his mouth, Lao Zheng held it too far. How can I answer the conversation? Who has ever seen a mage with a big sword on his back?
With a dry cough, he pulled back the topic: "I suggest that the Spear Bureau accept some reliable mutants and use them to manage the mutants. This is the safest way."
"Using barbarians to rule barbarians has existed since ancient times." Zheng Xian nodded. This method is actually similar to his, but he is not entangled with this step: "But we now lack a firm and reliable object that can stand alone. what."
Zheng Xian also wants to use this policy, but there is no suitable candidate in the Magic Spear Bureau.
But Su Ming laughed with his palms, took out a feather fan from his belt that he didn't know when, and shook it in his hand: "What's the problem? Brother, you are a fan of the authorities."
"Oh? I hope my brother will solve my doubts?"
Zheng Xian made two steps in three steps and walked to sit down on another sofa beside Su Ming.
"Let the mutant lead the mutant, on the one hand, there is a sense of identity, on the other hand, the ability to suppress a lot of problems. You can't find a reliable and powerful mutant, so the problem is stuck in this step."
Su Ming shook the feather fan lightly and smiled and looked at the clouds outside the window, like a white sea.
Zheng Xian moved forward: "Yes."
"Old Zheng, do you look at the clouds outside the window, do they look like fat mutton rolls?" Su Ming's eyes were still looking out the window, pointedly.
Zheng Xian smiled and shook his head, he knew he was going to be knocked: "Okay, I knew you were coming after Xiaoxue, so you are waiting for me here? Okay, you can tell me a way, I just listen to it. The two brothers went straight to Dong’an Market after get off work, and Donglaishun eats hand-cut lamb. If it doesn’t work, brother, I won’t have time to be with you today.
Su Ming retracted his gaze, smiled confidently, and tapped the back of Zheng Xian's hand with the feather fan:
"Find someone to play for them, isn't it over?"
"hiss......."
Zheng Xian instantly felt like a divine enlightenment, he was enlightened, yes, there is no suitable mutant, then find someone to act!
Gene technology has not been popularized in this era. The way for ordinary people to identify mutants is to see if they have superpowers.
What X gene, what genetic material, where do these people go for testing?
Mutants do not have a high social status, because sometimes their appearance is really not human at all, and many people still regard mutants as monsters.
In the past, only mutants pretended to be ordinary people, but now the death knell suddenly proposes that ordinary people pretend to be mutants, which is really a magical touch.
Can flying be considered a superpower? Is it amazing to be invulnerable? Such people have magical spears~EbookFREE.me~ Su Ming smiled and stood up, and just gave a small plan. At noon, he could eat the mutton.
Just to make a supplement, although I have never heard of mutton supplementing the soul...but why not supplement?
"There are no reliable mutants. There is no shortage of warriors who can fly over the wall, right? Pick one at that time and say that the ability is anti-gravity. Send a few more helpers, what kind of chest is broken, and the throat can swallow a long sword. There are a few people here, to contact mutants everywhere, with your support behind, slowly snowball and gather people and it’s over."
Zheng Xian also stood up and patted Su Ming on the shoulder: "Brother, you really helped your brother a lot. Let's go and go to the restaurant."
Su Ming and Zheng Xian hooked up their shoulders, and flew out of the Tianhuan headquarters with a smile. They didn't know that in the far South Atlantic, a cruise ship disappeared very strangely.
In the dark waters, under the dim starlight, a huge ship disappeared like evaporation.
The man and woman who boarded the ship one after another also disappeared.