Marvel starts with Drive as a Knight

"My dad is George Stacy, of the New York Police Department."

"Are you Chief George's daughter!?"

Harry reacted immediately.

"Wow, looks like there's only three of us going this time."

Gwen laughed.

"Don't worry, I'll come find you."

The few of them started chatting about the charity gala again, and then moved on to Stark's gossip and scandals, and then to all the strange things that had happened in New York recently, and they kept chatting until the end of lunch time.

After school, Gwen was picked up by his father, and Harry said he would drive Peter and Muen home. Muen refused Harry's kindness and said he had things to do.

Watching everyone leave, Mu En started his journey home.

He took out his cell phone and called Stark.

"Hello, this is Tony Stark."

In the laboratory, Stark is researching new weapons.

"It's me, Muen, Tony. Have you taken care of the charity party?"

Stark said somewhat unexpectedly.

"Wow, how did you know that? I wanted to give you a surprise, but who told you in advance ruined my plan."

"I learned about it from my classmates. I heard that you invited all the top entrepreneurs in New York, right?"

Stark said, leaning back in his chair, quite proudly.

"Yes, since this matter has been entrusted to me, Tony Stark, I must do my best. Don't worry, after the charity gala is over, Valentine will become the best welfare home in New York."

Mu En took a deep breath and said sincerely.

"Thanks Tony."

"Haha, what are you thanking me for? We are partners."

Stark stroked his mustache, and a smirk suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Where are you now, Muen?"

Mu En was stunned for a moment.

"I'm on my way home now, what's wrong?"

"Stand still, I'll send someone to pick you up."

Stark said and hung up the phone.

"Tony? Tony!"

Mu En shouted twice, and then he saw that this guy actually died.

"Really? What on earth was this guy thinking? Why didn't he play by the rules? He deserves to be sent to Afghanistan to suffer."

Mu En complained a few words and hung up the phone.

Not long after, a black Lincoln stopped beside Mu En, the window slowly lowered, and a fat man looked at Mu En.

"Excuse me, are you Muen?"

Mu En looked at the person in front of him and nodded.

"I'm Happy, get in the car, Mr. Stark asked me to pick you up."

Happy! Is this guy in front of me Stark's driver Happy?

Mu En opened the car door and got in, asking curiously.

"Um, Mr. Happy, where is Mr. Stark going to take me?"

Happy started the car.

"Why didn't Mr. Stark tell you? This is your schedule. Take a look at it first. We still have a lot of things to do later."

Happy handed over a form and Mu En was stunned when he saw it.

"The spokesperson for the Valentine Welfare Home Charity Gala? How did I become the spokesperson?"

Happy smiled and said.

"If you are not the spokesperson, who else can take on this responsibility? After all, you commissioned Stark to organize this charity gala. So to be precise, you are the protagonist of this gala, and Stark is just responsible for setting the stage for you."

Mu En's face suddenly turned dark.

"This Stark!"

He had a bad feeling when he asked Stark for help, and now the premonition has come true.

Chapter 63: Receive the grace of heaven and bless the people

The car stopped outside a luxurious suit shop. Mu En had heard a little about this shop. It was said that it specialized in making custom-made suits for dignitaries, but Mu En didn't understand why Stark brought it here.

"Okay, little Muen, we're here."

Happy parked the car and opened the door.

Mu En asked in confusion.

"Why did you bring me here? Is Stark in there?"

"Wow, my dear Mu En, you are the star of the charity gala this weekend. How can you do it without a decent set of clothes? Come in, Mr. Stark is waiting inside."

Mu En frowned and walked into the magnificent suit shop with some dissatisfaction.

The exterior of this store is decorated as high-end as possible, but inside, it has a classic feel, just like one of those old-fashioned suit shops from the last century.

"Hello, sir. Please come in."

A waiter in a neat suit led Mu En into the back of the store, where he saw Stark standing in front of a pile of suits, constantly comparing two suits to himself.

"Mu En, you are finally here. Can you help me find a suitable one?"

Mu En took a look and saw one sword was dark brown and the other was coffee brown, but Mu En felt that neither of them was suitable for Stark.

“Neither of them is suitable.”

Stark raised his eyebrows and put down the suit in his hand.

"I think so too. It seems that our aesthetics are quite similar."

"Tony, I don't understand why you want to make me the spokesperson for the welfare home? Didn't I leave all matters of the welfare home to you?"

Mu En asked straight to the point. He was still dissatisfied with Stark's actions.

Stark spread his hands and shrugged.

"Hey man, look at what you said yourself. I was in charge of all matters related to the welfare home. So as the general manager, didn't I do my best to decide on a representative?"

Mu En scratched his head, it seemed that this was indeed the case.

"But, it's a charity gala like this, and all the guests are dignitaries. I've never seen such a scene, and I don't like standing in the spotlight."

Stark touched the mustache on his chin, gestured on Mu En's body, then called a tailor to measure Mu En's size.

"Listen man, no one is born knowing everything. If you haven't seen this kind of scene, then you need to see it even more. As for you not liking the spotlight, well, I can ask someone to remove the spotlight, or how about turning off the spotlight when you go on stage?"

"Tony, that's not what I meant. You know what I meant."

Mu En was a little angry. This Stark clearly knew what he meant, he was just deliberately changing the subject.

Stark looked at Muen, patted his shoulder and said to him.

"Listen, Mu En, I know that those dignitaries don't like you very much, because you were born at the bottom of society and have seen the darkness, so you will no longer be willing to face those so-called dignitaries. But Mu En, running away will not solve the problem. One day, one day you will need to stand in front of everyone and face them, to stand under the spotlight that you don't like.

The mask you wear cannot protect you forever. If you want to protect everyone, you will always have to take off the mask and face everything you don’t like.”

Listening to Stark's words, Mu En was silent. He didn't understand why Stark said this to him. He was just an ordinary person who got power by chance. In his heart, he just wanted to use this power to protect some things he cared about and satisfy his own vanity.

Just like what he said to Eric at the beginning, when it comes to the qualifications for Kamen Rider, Eric is a hundred times better than him. He is just the lucky one chosen by Kurim. He is satisfied to be able to wear Drive's mask and act like a hero occasionally.

"Sir, we have already measured the data. What color do you like?"

The old tailor at the side put away the measuring tape and asked.

Stark answered for Muen.

"It's up to you. We need a perfect outfit that can bring out his temperament. I believe you can do it."

"Okay sir, I'll do my best to satisfy you."

Tell the old tailor well, Stark said to Mu En.

"If you still don't like being a spokesperson, come with me to a place."

"Where?"

"Don't ask any more questions, just come."

Stark dragged Muen into the car, and Happy drove the two of them away from the bustling city center.

Finally we stopped at the Valentine Welfare Home.

As soon as he got off the car, Mu En was stunned for a moment when he saw the welfare home in front of him and almost didn't recognize it.

The entire welfare home has been renovated from the inside out, and has even been expanded a lot.

"This is!?"

Mu En asked with some surprise.

Stark smiled proudly.

"You can always trust the efficiency of Stark Industries. Come in and take a look."

Mu En walked towards the welfare home, only to find that Stark had returned to the car.

"You won't go in?"

"I can't. The protagonist usually appears last. I'll go see those kids on the weekend. I'll wait for you in the car."

Mu En walked towards the gate of the welfare home. When he entered, everything in front of him was both familiar and unfamiliar. The walls, windows, floor, ceiling, road surface, everything was brand new, but the overall layout and shape had completely retained the original shape.

When they arrived at the yard, the children were playing and having fun. When they saw Mu En, they all ran over.

"Brother Mu En!"

"Brother is back!"

"elder brother!"

The children hugged Mu En, and Mu En also bent down and hugged them one by one.

"Brother Mu En!"

Little Chengzi ran out from the inner room and hugged Mu En's thighs.

Mu En picked up Xiao Chengzi.

"Has Xiao Chengzi been happy these days?"

"happy!"

An innocent smile appeared on Little Orange's delicate little face.

"Brother Mu En, many kind uncles and aunts came to our house. They helped us fix the TV, renovated our house, and bought us many picture books and toys."

"Really? That's great."

Mu En pinched Xiao Chengzi's little face and made Xiao Chengzi giggle.

"Brother Mu En, grandma said that you were the one who invited them all. Grandma also said that you are the one who has received the grace of heaven and blessed the people. Because of you, we can get better."

"Oh my Lord, the Lord's child has returned."

Sister Talia and all the staff of the welfare home came out to greet Mu En, which made Mu En a little uncomfortable.

"Welcome back, child of the Lord. Thank you so much. If you hadn't asked your friends for help in time, we really don't know what to do next."

As she spoke, Sister Talia bowed deeply to Mu En.

"Don't be like this Sister Talia, you are my elder after all."