Sona's Extraordinary Life in Marvel

But Kassadin's mouth is not so picky. She can even eat rotten peach pits in the void. In fact, she is already satisfied with just having meat.

Moreover, the Void Hunter did not have the appearance of an elegant eater. Kai'Sa gobbled the food so fast that she was almost as fast as Hulk.

Loki, who was tied aside, had his eyes twitching wildly. He couldn't believe that it was such a group of people who saved the earth.

"Is it really okay for her to eat like this?" Steve felt that it was abnormal for Kassa to eat like this. He felt full after eating one plate, while Kassa had already changed three plates.

"Don't be surprised, I've seen worse things." Tony patted Steve on the shoulder, signaling him not to worry.

After all, Sona had eaten takeout from several streets away at that time.

Tony took a piece of barbecue from Steve's plate. After tasting it, his expression remained unchanged, but he immediately made a decision in his heart.

It must be taken down!

Just like the last time at the coffee shop, if the demolition was too slow, I would go to him to borrow missiles.

The taste wasn't unpalatable, but Tony didn't like it either, especially since he was the one who first suggested eating here, and now everyone else wasn't very satisfied. Tony felt really embarrassed!

"Would you like something to drink?" Ezreal produced a few bottles of wine like a magician.

Looking at the familiar wine bottle, Tony had a puzzled expression on his face.

Isn't this the wine on my counter? Although Tony was puzzled, he didn't ask any questions.

(Ize: What do you mean yours? If I pick it up, it’s mine!)

That’s right, this is what Ezreal found on the rooftop of Stark Tower. He’s an old explorer now, so how could he not take something away when he got here?

He took a glass and poured a small glass for everyone present, even Sona, who had never drunk alcohol, did not refuse.

Even in social occasions among the nobility, Mrs. Bouvier did not allow Sona to drink alcohol. She only drank fruit juice and scented tea.

As Sona took a sip of the wine, the light spicy feeling stimulated her taste buds. The taste was slightly bitter, but there was an indescribable feeling.

She couldn't taste it, and the overall taste was still not good. Sona put down the remaining half glass of wine and didn't drink it anymore.

She thinks sweet juice tastes better. If she wants something bitter, she'd rather choose coffee and forget about alcohol.

"What tastes so bland?" Kassa had eaten a lot of barbecue and was feeling thirsty. She picked up a glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp without even tasting anything.

Wasn't that juice just now? Why is it tasteless? Kasa was also very confused.

However, Thor on the side obviously misunderstood Kassadin's meaning. He took out a small wine flask from his armor layer, gave Kassadin a sip, and said, "Here, drink this! This is very strong!"

This is Thor's treasured stuff, a thousand-year-old brew from Asgard. Odin will fall down if he drinks too much.

"Just a sip?" Kassa blamed Thor for being stingy while drinking the small cup.

Kassa didn't feel anything at first after drinking it, but soon the alcohol started to take effect.

No one knew the exact feeling, but everyone saw that Kassadin's face had turned as red as an apple.

After staggering off the chair and falling to the ground, Kassa stood up again by holding onto the edge of the table. Her behavior had begun to become abnormal.

"Thor, what did you give her to drink?" Sona asked Thor via telepathy. She had already summoned the Seguro to make Kassadin a little more sober.

"It's Asgard's Millennium Brew. Doesn't she think the wine on Earth is too bland?" Thor scratched his head. He also felt that the wine on Earth was not as strong as the wine on Asgard, but he didn't dare to drink the Millennium Brew in one gulp like Kassadin did.

Thousand-year-old wine? Although I don’t understand the principle of winemaking, it’s bound to be bad if you drink wine that’s been stored for thousands of years! Sona thinks this is a big problem.

Kai'Sa snatched the half-empty bottle of whiskey from Ezreal's hand and started blasting the bottle.

"Kassa! You can't drink anymore!" Sona snatched the bottle from Kassa's hand before the message was halfway through, stopping her from drinking any more.

If Kassadin knew about this, Ezreal would probably be in big trouble.

"It's not enough! Feed the fish! Give me the wine!" After getting drunk, Kaisa seemed to be even faster. Sona didn't even have time to react before the bottle was snatched back by Kaisa.

There's no other way. I have to let her calm down first.

Just as Sona was about to use the magic sound of the セkoto to sober up Kassadin, she suddenly felt her shoulders sink. It was Kassadin who put his arm around her.

The cool touch of the living skin against Sona's neck made her freeze for a moment, unable to react.

"I can't drink alone, you have to drink too!" After talking to herself, Kassadin stuffed the mouth of the wine bottle into Sona's mouth.

Sona was caught off guard and was forced to drink a lot of wine.

The others finally realized that something was wrong and rushed forward to pull the two apart. Thor and Steve also worked together to control Kassadin, who had started to go crazy while drunk.

"Sona, how do you feel?" Natasha bent down and asked Sona, who was still coughing silently, patting her back gently, hoping that she would feel better.

"It's just... I was choked... I didn't..." Maybe because of the alcohol, Sona's telepathy became intermittent.

Feeling dizzy.

The scene in Sona's eyes began to spin.

She was not like Steve, who had a fast metabolism and could not get drunk after being strengthened. The rune cornerstone only strengthened the body in essence. Sona, who had never touched alcohol, drank so much at once, so she was naturally drunk.

Her body began to heat up slightly, and Sona's behavior became strange. After her cerebellum was anesthetized by alcohol, she couldn't even do the simplest thing of getting up.

Sona thought of levitation, maybe magic would work?

In an instant, everyone in the house except Sona flew up and entered a state of weightlessness.

How come you are all flying? Sona narrowed her eyes and looked at the people who were already clinging to the ceiling, feeling very confused.

Just as she was about to perform the levitation spell on herself again, a feeling of drowsiness suddenly came over her and Sona passed out.

Well, now there's no one to help them un-levitate.

Hulk was a little uncomfortable at first, but this strange feeling was novel to him, and then he began to swim in the small space without considering other people's feelings at all.

Now it's like Ubisoft's bug. Even if Ezreal uses Arcane Warp to return to the ground, he will float to the ceiling again before he can stand firmly.

If there wasn't a wall blocking them, they could probably fly directly into outer space.

Without support, Kai'Sa easily broke free from Steve and Thor's control, and the Void Wings allowed her to move freely in the gravity-free house.

Kassa tried to grab the floating wine bottle, but she lost her balance and missed it again and again. She seemed a little angry and embarrassed.

The Void Hunter's thinking is to kill the prey to get the trophy. Now Kaisa is going to attack the wine bottle!

The Wings of the Void emitted a purple light and fired many Icathia rainstorms, causing the house to explode directly.

The explosion raised a thick smoke, and Thor had to swing his Meowth Hammer wildly to make his vision clear.

"Are you all okay?" He glanced around and it seemed that no one was injured. The owner of the barbecue restaurant was also not seriously injured, just frightened.

Loki didn't take advantage of the chaos to leave. Maybe he really wanted to return to Asgard.

Fortunately, blowing up the house also accidentally canceled Sona's levitation skill, otherwise it would have been a big problem.

Tony also compensated his boss afterwards.

Barbecue shop owner: I’m making a ton of money!

Volume 1: Chapter 104: Congratulations on getting the manor?

Waking up from the darkness, what comes into view is the ceiling painted with strange oil paintings.

Is it another daily coma?

Sona was used to it and didn't dare to ask more questions. After all, she still remembered the reason for her coma. It turned out that she died after drinking a bottle of wine.

I don't know how Gragas managed to hold such a big barrel and keep hitting it all day long.

Sona remembered the barbarian who would start to attack without restraint after drinking two kilograms of wine. She had seen him several times in Demacia. Even the city guards were unable to do anything about him. They could only let him make a scene in the tavern and then leave.

Thinking too far... With a long sigh, Sona sat up and looked around.

It is a very spacious room. The size of the windows is just enough to let the sunlight cover the floor. The furniture is also well arranged, giving people a comfortable feeling.

It's not S.H.I.E.L.D., it's not Tony's house, and it doesn't look like a hotel.

So the question is, am I kidnapped? Sona began to ask.

No, no, it's impossible.

Not to mention that being kidnapped wouldn't be so comfortable, and Sona remembered that she was surrounded by teammates before she fainted.

With so many guards, the support can still be stolen? What's the point of playing? It's already 15 o'clock.

This has gone off topic again. Sona rubbed her temples and cleared the strange thoughts in her head. She didn't know why her thoughts became so jumpy. Could it be that the alcohol has not completely dissipated?

Just when Sona was still wondering what was going on, the door was pushed open and a blonde girl dressed in a black and white maid outfit walked in.

"Good morning, Miss Sona." Chris bowed slightly, the French maid's etiquette.

Her body instinctively responded with noble etiquette, and Sona suddenly realized that something was wrong. Isn't this Earth? She was a noble when she was in Demacia, so why did she still have maids now?

Taking out the writing board from the セ古琴, Sona wrote down the question: "Who are you?"

Chris smiled and explained the whole story to Sona.

The matter is not complicated and can be explained in a few words.

"Osborn gave me a manor?" The words on the writing board were a little distorted, and it was obvious that the writer had strong emotional fluctuations.

Sona understood every word Chris said, but when put together they were incomprehensible.

Osborn... is that where Loki appeared that day? Sona vaguely remembered that the building was called Osborn.

"Why?" Although Chris explained the reason at the beginning, Sona didn't seem to understand.

"Because Miss Sona saved Harry Osborn, his father Norman Osborn made a deal with the old owner of the manor and transferred the manor and its affiliated facilities to Miss Sona's name." Chris explained patiently again.

"No, no, no, that's not what I'm asking." Sona wrote and erased at a very fast speed.

"Why would Osborn give a manor as a gift? If he wants to express his gratitude, he can just give him some food or toys. What's the point of giving him a manor?"

"Maybe it's because of the money." Seeing Sona's somewhat flustered expression, Chris wanted to laugh. If an ordinary person knew about this, he would probably be so happy that he would have a cerebral hemorrhage.

Do you rich people give away manors for no reason? ? ?

Sona still couldn't understand, but Chris's next words dispelled Sona's idea of ​​returning the manor.

"Unless the holder dies under unnatural circumstances, the manor will always be kept in the name of the manor owner and her descendants." Chris took out a printout of the contract, which was obviously protected by law.

What kind of unfair clause is this? If I don’t want it, I will have to die?

The reasons why Sona didn't want it were simple. First, there was no need to accept such a big gift, and second, she thought there would be too much trouble afterwards.

Sona understood the structure of the manor. It was a self-sufficient economic unit, and the owner of the manor could not just sit there and wait for death. If he was not good at management, he would go bankrupt in a few days.

Although Mrs. Bouvier had taught Sona a lot about management in the past in order to smoothly inherit the lady's chamber of commerce in the future, Sona was not completely ignorant of operations.

But she's used to being an idler! Wouldn't it be nice to just do some free time in S.H.I.E.L.D.?

"All the servants have been replaced. Please give the orders, Miss Sona!" Chris heard the report on the intercom and pushed Sona to the front of the stage, which was a bit like putting on a yellow robe and imprisoning someone in a circle... emmm, it felt like forcing a duck to climb a tree.

Sona, who was originally having a headache, suddenly became more open-minded after hearing this.

Now that things have come to this, what else can I do except accept it? It is impossible to let Sona die unnaturally in exchange for the ownership limit of the manor, right?

And managing a manor seems interesting?

"You go out first, I need to think about it." Sona motioned for Chris to leave first, she wanted to be alone and think about it.

The last time she managed so many people was because Mrs. Bouvier wanted to train herself and gave Sona a small chamber of commerce.

The result was a quick crash, but fortunately the loss was not huge.

Mrs. Bouvier had no biological children, and her husband died young, so she never remarried. Her closest adopted daughter was Sona, so naturally she wanted to leave the entire Chamber of Commerce to her.

However, Sona's talents seem to be all in music, and she doesn't seem to be very good at management.

Nonsense, how can Sona command her subordinates when she can't even speak? Mrs. Bouvier is really forcing her.

Walking to the window, Sona saw the scene outside.

She was now on the fourth floor and could see the distant wall of the manor, where many workers were carrying out renovations.

It’s so big...Sona conservatively estimated that this place is almost as big as Charles’ X Academy.

She was living in a single apartment provided by SHIELD a few days ago, but now she owns a manor of several thousand square meters?

It's like something out of a novel.

Sighing about the impermanence of life, Sona turned around and took down a few books that she had noticed before from the bookshelf. She was now going to repeat what she had learned before. After all, she was a manor owner now.

"Management" is written by Ze Yuan. It is said to be a theory close to God. I don't know if it is as magical as the cover says. Sona opened the first page of management and started reading...

......

After walking out of Sona's room, Chris tore up the copied document that she had shown earlier.