American TV series: Start with the little Sheldon's wool

Chapter 662 Searching for Heroes
"Two pieces of good news, which one would you like to hear first?"

That day, Tony, looking quite flamboyant, came to Mike, who was temporarily staying at Stark Tower.

At this point, exactly one week had passed since Mike's return.

During this time, Tony was busy from early morning to late at night to complete his mission of finding the missing person. Meanwhile, Mike was doing nothing all day, enjoying the life of a millionaire again in Stark Tower.

"Tell me, I want to hear both good news," Mike said with a smile, tossing a ball of light at Tony.

“That’s the feeling, no matter how many times I come here, it’s always the same, captivating…” Tony, having washed away his fatigue, sighed before continuing, “The first piece of good news is that a small group of mutants, including Wolverine, are still alive. But finding them will take some time…”

With the advent of food that suppresses the X gene, the era of mutants has come to an end.

The small group of mutants who were still alive couldn't cause any trouble, so they all went into hiding.

Even for Tony, finding them would be quite difficult.

"The second piece of good news is that most of the street heroes you were looking for, except for a few homeless ones, have been found." Tony asked with a hint of pride, "Would you like to meet them now?"

“Of course,” Mike nodded.

"It's settled then, one hero, one healing orb. If you agree, we can set off now." Tony revealed his true intentions with a smile.

There's no way around it, the healing effects of Holy Light are just too amazing.

Having experienced the effects of the treatment, Tony has become addicted to the feeling of complete relaxation.

“No problem, as long as you find enough people, I’ll be your personal ‘doctor’,” Mike replied.

If you want a horse to run, you have to feed it grass.

Mike wouldn't mind giving Tony more motivation.

“Deal. We’re off to Hell’s Kitchen right now. There are at least three street heroes waiting for us there.” Sure enough, Tony was immediately motivated after receiving the promise.

The two then went to the underground parking garage and got into a flashy red sports car.

"How about it? Not bad, right? Want me to get you one later?" Tony, having driven off in his flashy sports car, showed off a bit, then held up one finger. "One treatment~"

"Deal." Mike nodded again.

To be fair, Tony may be flamboyant, but his aesthetic sense sometimes aligns quite well with Michael's style.

"Done!" Tony changed his fingers into a fist.

I've already figured out how to use the healing power.

It will probably be used when the next Playboy magazine comes out.

"See that villa under construction over there? That's where I've prepared for you." In a good mood, Tony drove out of the underground parking garage and gestured towards the villa under construction in the distance.

Following the alien invasion, many commercial buildings and residential areas in Apple City were severely damaged, and Stark Industries took on part of the reconstruction work.

The timing was perfect, and Mike decided to settle in Apple City.

Therefore, Tony generously built a new villa for Michael not far from Stark Tower.

While it may not be as large as the Stark Tower, it's not far off in terms of scale.

Moreover, with ample funding, the villa has already taken shape in just one week.

"Looks good. What kind of reward do you want? One treatment?" Mike offered the reward.

After all, give and take is the natural order of things.

“No, no, no, I’ve put in a lot of effort for your new home. Just wait another two weeks, and you can move in with your bags,” Tony said with a smile. “So, this time I need two treatments.”

"OK~" Mike nodded speechlessly.

We shouldn't have had too many expectations of Tony.

"Haha, including the previous ones, you owe me three treatments in total." Tony laughed out loud as his plan succeeded.

Face and dignity are worthless in the face of healing power.

Is it edible?
Then, Tony, driving his flashy sports car, took Mike on a short detour and deliberately arrived at the central square of Apple City.

At that moment, a handsome promotional video of Michael was playing on the giant projection screen in the central square.

If I remember correctly, it was two days ago, and Tony took a whole day to film it.

The video showcased Mike's handsomeness from every angle.

"I understand, this promotional video is worth two treatments." Feeling the sports car noticeably slow down in front of the big screen, Mike once again offered his price.

There's no way around it, Tony's thoughts are too easy to guess.

“Besides this projection, there are ten other similar projection locations throughout the major commercial streets of Apple City,” Tony boasted. “The continuous, 24/7 playback will maximize the chances of Apple City residents getting to know you in a short period of time.”

“So?” Mike asked.

"So, it's not too much for me to ask for ten more, no, five more treatments, is it?" Tony said with a fawning smile.

In his view, Mike was also a weirdo.

They have a peculiar obsession with "fame".

In this situation, a little bit of promotional resources should be enough to get "treatment" sessions from the other party.

In Tony's opinion, he wouldn't lose out no matter what.

"Deal. Now, what other surprises do you have in store? Tell us all at once. No need to drag this out." Mike turned to look at the smug Tony.

Given their relationship, the other party is perfectly free to speak their mind.

There's no need for so many fancy tricks.

“That’s all for now. Remember, you now owe me eight treatments…” Tony put on his sunglasses and started accelerating the sports car. “Our next destination is Hell’s Kitchen. If nothing unexpected happens, you’ll owe me three more treatments.”

Hell's Kitchen is located in a slum in Manhattan, and is known as "Hell" because of its frequent gang activity and high crime rate.

Because of the large flow of people, the catering industry for ordinary people developed rapidly, which is why it was nicknamed "Kitchen".

When you put the two together, you get Hell's Kitchen.

As the red sports car left the heart of Apple City and entered a relatively remote, impoverished area.

As a result, more and more people around him began to look at Tony's luxury sports car.

Greed... Poverty... Dirt...

This is the first impression one gets of Hell's Kitchen.

"This place is really awful..." Tony honked his horn, pushed through the crowd, and parked his sports car in front of a law firm.

"Shit~"

While complaining, Tony accidentally stepped on an unidentified object as he got out of the car.

This made his already bad mood even worse.

After rubbing his nose on the ground for a while, Tony pulled out a silk scarf and covered his nose with it.

Although there was a hint of food aroma in the air, there was an overwhelming, indescribable sour and foul odor. If Tony hadn't promised to help Mike find someone, he probably would never have set foot here.

“Let’s go, let’s meet our first civilian hero.” Having calmed himself, Tony strode forward and pushed open the door to the law firm:
Is Attorney Matt there?

"I am Matt. What do you want with me?" A man in a sharp suit with his hair neatly combed was flipping through some documents.

Upon hearing the sound, they raised their heads.

“It’s not that I’m looking for you…” Tony looked around, went to the desk, and complained, “This is really shabby. By the way, can you even make money running a law firm here?”

Although the man was wearing a suit, he still couldn't hide the air of poverty about him.

"Just trying to make a living," Matt said with a polite smile, seemingly oblivious to the sarcasm in Tony's tone. He then turned to Mike and asked, "What brings you here, sir?"

"My name is Mike. I've come here to see the famous Daredevil." Mike immediately recognized the other person.

[Super Sense (Characteristic)]...[Radar Sensing (Characteristic)]...

[Combat Proficiency (Experience)]...[Weapon Proficiency (Experience)]...[Law Proficiency (Experience)]...[Psychology Proficiency (Experience)]...

Subsequently, Mike obtained many attribute orbs and experience orbs from the other party.

"There are only lawyers here, not Daredevil you're looking for. You've come to the wrong place~" After his identity was exposed, Matt relied on his strong psychological experience to control his micro-expressions.

Then he acted as if he was seeing the guest off.

Having obtained a large number of orbs of light, Mike had already achieved his goal for coming here.

Having no intention of making things difficult for Daredevil, he nodded slightly to Tony and prepared to leave.

"Speaking of which, can a blind person open a law firm? Or are you faking it..." Tony, who had been observing Matt for a while, suddenly reached out and grabbed the sunglasses on Matt's face.

Matt, who sensed Tony's movements in advance thanks to his super hearing, leaned back slightly and easily dodged the sneak attack.

“I’m sorry to disappoint you, I really am blind.” Matt straightened his suit, which had been disheveled from leaning back, and explained with a smile, “But when God closes a door, he opens a window. Because of my blindness, my hearing is a little better than most people…”

As he spoke, Matt pointed to his movable ears.

“I see. I apologize for my rudeness earlier.” Tony then noticed that Matt had a guide cane and confirmed that Matt was blind.

Moreover, Tony's previous actions were also due to boredom, and he wanted to find some fun for this trip.

There was actually no malicious intent.

“It’s alright, I’m used to it. If you have any legal issues next time, you can come to me again.” Matt didn’t seem angry, and even took the opportunity to promote his law firm.

Similarly, the words also imply that the guest is being seen off.

"We'll talk about it another time," Tony said dismissively before following Mike out of the law firm.

As the two left, Matt's smile vanished, replaced by a thoughtful expression.

"Matt, do you know who those two were?" Just then, Nelson, who had been watching from a distance for a while, walked over excitedly and said, "They are Iron Man and his guardian, who fought off the alien army during the Battle of New York. Especially Iron Man, if you can get in touch with him, we'll never have to be poor again."

The full name of this small law firm is Nelson & Murdoch.

Nielsen is not only Matt Murdoch's partner, but also a member of Matt Daredevil's team.

Two people who know each other inside and out are truly bound together by fate, sharing both prosperity and adversity.

"Calm down, Nelson. It seems like my Daredevil identity has been exposed," Matt reminded his friend.

"How could this be..." Nelson's expression changed, and he asked with concern, "They didn't give you any trouble, did they?"

“No, I can tell they mean me no harm.” Matt shook his head. With his super senses, he can perceive other people’s emotions through blood flow, heartbeat, and other signals.

Naturally, one can also distinguish between "good" and "evil".

However, his expression remained grave as he continued, "To be on the safe side, our operations for the next period of time may have to be canceled."

Being targeted is never a good thing.

Especially for someone who cannot see.

"Sigh, that's all we can do," Nelson said, sounding frustrated.

He thought meeting Iron Man would be a stroke of good fortune, but instead of getting any benefits, he might have gotten himself into a lot of trouble.

No matter who it is, they won't be in a good mood.

Meanwhile, the two, unaware that their actions were causing trouble for others, had already driven towards Hell's Kitchen and the residential area deep within it.

“Next, we’re going to meet a mercenary who was active during the mutant era…” As Tony drove into the residential area, he introduced, “He doesn’t sound like a good guy, but this guy protected the safety of his neighborhood on the day of the alien invasion.”

"Overall, I'd say he could be considered a street hero, if I had to..."

Hell's Kitchen is a chaotic place to begin with, so it's not hard to imagine that someone would cause trouble here while the aliens were invading.

However, Tony was somewhat surprised that a mercenary who would do anything for money would transform into a street hero protecting peace during the chaos.

“Mr. Wade, I regret to inform you that your rent is more than a month overdue. If you cannot pay the rent soon, I will have to ask you and your wife to leave.” In an old house in the slums, the blind old woman, Aphrodite, was giving Deadpool, who was living in dire straits, his final ultimatum.

Aphrodite's real name was Aisil El. She was a great beauty in her youth and even participated in World War II.

But now, she's just a blind old woman living off rent.

"Shh~" Wade, who was staying at the blind old lady's house, glanced carefully at the direction of the bedroom under the eaves and said in a low voice, "Don't forget, I used to protect this neighborhood, including you and your house."

"Couldn't you at least give me a few more days' grace on the rent, for God's sake...?"

Although Wade protected this neighborhood that day mainly to protect his wife, who was suffering from cancer and had difficulty moving around.

But that doesn't stop him from using this incident to ask for some benefits.

"It's only because you protected me that I gave you a month's grace period for the rent. Without rent, I'd be left to starve..." The blind, widowed old woman said, expressing her own predicament.

"Wade, what happened?" Just then, Vanessa, Deadpool's wife, heard the commotion outside and struggled to reach the door.

“It’s okay, baby.” Wade quickly went over and helped his wife back to the room, saying, “The doctor said you’re not feeling well and need to rest more. Don’t worry about things outside, I can handle it.”

After comforting his wife, Wade went back to the living room and whispered to the old lady, "Give me two more days' grace on the rent. I'll go out and figure out how to get the money. Also, don't tell Vanessa about this."

“Of course. For Vanessa’s sake, I’ll give you two more days. But only two days…” Grandma Afu nodded, indicating her understanding.

……

"Oh, so you're Wade. Your face is certainly very recognizable..." Tony parked his sports car in front of Deadpool, who happened to be leaving the house, and said, "Sorry, I didn't mean to comment on your appearance."

Melted avocado...

If they are not blind or relatives.

Deadpool's appearance is indeed hard for people to accept.

"Who are you? What do you want with me?" Dwyane Wade, overflowing with negativity, stared at Tony, who was dressed in expensive clothes, and his luxury sports car as if he were prey.

what is this?
This is wealth delivered to your doorstep.

Especially for someone who desperately needs money to solve a predicament, Tony, who exudes the scent of money, has an irresistible "charm".

(End of this chapter)