America: A Prodigy of Stereotypes

Steve wanted to ask what vulnerabilities existed in the monitoring system, but he immediately realized that vulnerabilities couldn't be mentioned, so he kept his question to himself.

Can I send a text message?

“Of course, but once you start working, you’ll only be able to text me.” The security manager smiled at Steve.

"I got the job. I start tonight."

Steve sent it to Sharon Carter.

"Sir, I don't know your name yet."

“My name is Happy Hogan,” the security supervisor replied.

Chapter 120 A Way to Save Osborn Industries

"Dr. Banner, what's the furthest distance a portal can reach?"

"Are you asking about straight-line distance in real space?" Bruce Banner thought very carefully.

"Could we open a portal to the asteroid belt?" Li Qun asked.

"The asteroid belt? Did you get this idea from reading in a book that there might be gold-bearing asteroids in the asteroid belt?"

"I've tested my limits; I can only get to the moon, not an asteroid."

“Perhaps you can give it a try,” Dr. Banner encouraged Li Qun.

"So, the Soviet spacesuit in the Sanctuary was the one you wore when you went to the moon, Dr. Banner?"

How can you guess everything?

"Dr. Banner, now that you're on the moon, have you conducted any research? Have you made any groundbreaking discoveries?" Li Qun asked curiously.

"I just kicked down the little flag that the Americans planted when they landed on the moon, and that made me feel good."

Bruce Banner still feels a sense of satisfaction looking back. Banner even superimposed his shoe print on Armstrong's.

This is just "a small step" in his retaliation against the U.S. military.

The old man, with a stern face, forcefully drew circles in the air, wearing a hanging ring on his right hand.

My father also came to the Sanctuary to learn magic.

When Dad first encountered magic, he didn't show any particularly amazing talent; like most people, he needed a long period of practice.

“Your conversation is distracting me. I need to keep quiet,” the old man said, stopping what he was doing and turning to Li Qun and Bruce Banner.

"We will remain quiet."

Bruce Banner tapped the book with his index finger, urging Li Qun to focus his mind on the book.

They are currently studying the celestial motions of the solar system, calculating a very interesting celestial phenomenon: the alignment of the planets and stars in the solar system.

Bruce Banner showed the entire process of derivation and calculation to Li Qun on a draft paper. After he finished, he asked Li Qun to verify the calculation and to find out if there were any problems.

After explaining the physics issues to Li Qun, Bruce Banner began to explain the significance of the metaphysical concept of the alignment of stars and planets in the solar system within the magical world.

"To expand your knowledge."

"In Norse mythology, there is also a strange phenomenon where the nine kingdoms are connected in a line."

"The nine kingdoms are nine different dimensions."

"Connecting into a line means the emergence of a spacetime channel that spans nine dimensions."

"Liqun, calculate when this passage will appear on Earth."

"it is good……"

“It was on November 8, 2013. We had 12 years to prepare!” Li Qun smiled.

"Time flies. Once you graduate from school and start working, a day will be over in the blink of an eye."

"The adult world is very boring."

“I feel like Dr. Banner, your life doesn’t seem to have the dullness of adulthood,” Li Qun retorted.

"I may appear to be an adult, but I'm still a boy at heart. You can tell from Hulk."

The Hulk overheard Bruce Banner, and the Hulk, who was playing a game, turned around and sized up Bruce Banner.

"Tell me, Liqun, have you been having any dreams lately, especially dreams where you turn into a monkey or a stone or something, or dreams where you are being pressed down by something?"

"Dr. Banner, are you afraid that I will be affected by the power of the Five Elements of the Great Sage? I sleep very soundly and haven't dreamed for a long time."

"Dreams can also be a form of early warning."

"Don't place too much trust in forces that don't belong to you."

"You need to understand that the Victorious Fighting Buddha is only lending you his power, not giving it to you. Sometimes you don't know the price you have to pay for borrowing power," Bruce Banner warned Li Qun.

“I will be careful,” Li Qun said.

“If you have time, you can read ‘Journey to the West’ again. I feel you will gain some insights from it,” Banner suggested.

“Dr. Banner, do you have a feeling that our world will see a lot of strange and unusual creatures in the future?” Li Qun said.

"What do you mean by the future? There are already a lot of weird and wonderful people around, including you and me," Dr. Banner complained.

“I mean the kind of situation where someone openly displays supernatural abilities on the street,” Li Qun added.

"That means the balance of the world has been broken."

"If you feel you need to do something, it's probably not a thought you generate yourself, but rather a thought the world makes you generate."

“Dr. Banner, your words make me question my own existence,” Li Qun said.

"Then don't think too much about it."

"Study hard every day, eat well, rest well, and practice your skills well," Bruce Banner said.

"It's getting late, Dad should go home and rest." Dad twisted his old back; he had been practicing portal magic at the Sanctuary for over two hours since dinner.

"See you tomorrow, Dr. Banner."

"Hulk, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow, Li Qun." Hulk waved goodbye to Li Qun.

After returning to the pawnshop with his father, Liqun walked home alone. Most of the shops on the street were still open for business, and the red lanterns of Chinatown swayed gently.

February left a bad impression on Li Qun; it was nothing but cold, and she had to hunch her shoulders whenever she went out.

March has arrived, but spring has not yet come to New York.

Li Qun recalled that last year, he spent his days in a wheelchair at home. When the weather was nice, Shuangxi would push him outside in the wheelchair to bask in the sun.

"Liqun, Sharon and I have found a new house. Are you free to come to the housewarming party this weekend?"

Steve called Li Qun to tell him the good news about moving into his new home.

"Where's the address? I'll definitely come!"

"Did they only call me? Did they tell Peter?"

“I was planning to call Peter after I told you,” Steve replied.

"Would you mind if the two of us brought our friends along?" Li Qun asked.

"Of course I don't mind, but don't bring too many people. I feel the soundproofing between the upstairs and downstairs isn't very good."

Steve told Li Qun his new address over the phone, much to Li Qun's surprise that Steve had found a new apartment in Manhattan.

"The rent must be a lot of pressure, right?" Li Qun asked with concern.

“I’m working two jobs now. The new one is as a night security guard, and it’s not too far from my new apartment,” Steve replied.

Aren't you getting enough sleep?

"I only need to sleep about four hours a day."

“Sharon asked the doctors at her hospital, and they said I might have a super sleep ability that only a very few people have, and that I spend most of my four hours of sleep in deep sleep,” Steve explained.

“You have that talent too, and so do I,” Li Qun said.

"Oh, it seems this talent isn't so rare after all," Steve chuckled.

The call has ended.

Li Qun began to think about what food he should bring to Steve's new house over the weekend.

After thinking for a while, Li Qun decided to bring the same two dishes as always: fried beef dumplings and mixed fried rice. Harry wouldn't be allergic to either of these foods, so they were safe for him.

As long as Harry Osborne doesn't have an allergic reaction to it, Liqun can confidently give it to others.

The next day at school, during lunchtime, Li Qun and the other three were discussing the housewarming party.

"My God, do they need to earn three salaries to make ends meet?" Harry exclaimed, his mouth agape.

“Johnny and Sharon just want their own bathroom, their own toilet, their own kitchen. They don’t want to use public bathrooms, toilets, and kitchens,” Li Qun said.

“Johnny’s night security job is also very promising. He said he was hired by Stark Industries, and his boss is the building’s security chief, who thinks highly of him,” Peter said.

“Where is the future?” Harry frowned.

"Let me explain. Stark Industries is divided into two factions: one is Tony Stark, and the other belongs to Obadiah Stans."

“Johnny is now one of Tony Stark’s men. Tony Stark doesn’t discriminate when it comes to hiring, as long as he likes someone,” Gwen told Harry.

“If Johnny gets promoted, is there a possibility that he could become Tony Stark’s bodyguard?” Peter asked.

“Unlikely, he might be taking over the position of security chief. Johnny is also preparing to take his driver’s license, gun license, and other miscellaneous certifications,” Li Qun said.

“Stark Industries is still divided into factions, while my family’s Osborn Industries is a complete mess.”

“I’ve studied it. Years ago, your father made many unwise decisions in order to allow Osborne Industries to develop rapidly, and now the consequences are showing.” Li Qun spoke tactfully. He had seen many signs that Osborne Industries was no longer under Norman Osborne’s control, and Osborne Industries’ stock price was also falling.

"How should I choose a major in college? What should I study to save Osborn Industries?" Harry covered his forehead.

"I have a suggestion."

"What suggestion?" Harry asked, looking at Li Qun.

“Harry, go apply to art school, fail the exam, and then go into politics.”

Gwen and Peter both looked over. Gwen covered her mouth and laughed, while Peter felt a bit like he was in hell.