"So this is the origin of that **** secret mutant young offender correctional center?" Zhang Dianyu gritted his teeth, "You know I imprisoned these children in prison, and I studied them-how is this kind of thing generally treated, you do you know?"

The bill nodded: "The Mutant Registration Act has been in place for many years and is a great learning opportunity for you."

Zhang Dianyu: "?"

He felt a little want to give up communication.

"So," Zhang Dianyu concluded, "can you modify the tasks in this game panel?"

Unexpectedly, the boy couldn't seem to answer this question. At the moment the eyes of the two met, the dark blue pupil shook away slightly.

Zhang Dianyu raised the corner of his mouth: "Can't you lie?"

The boy opened his eyes slightly and frowned slowly: "I won't, but I can refuse to answer."

Zhang Dianyu smiled slightly. Isn't this easy? In the future he will only ask "yes" or "no".

He pointed to the game panel: "Remove the strange tasks you added to me-especially the secret mutant youth criminal correctional center. I definitely don't plan to do this."

The bill stared at him, leaving him suddenly illusory.

"But running that institution successfully can solve your biggest problem now," the boy said.

What is the biggest problem in prison now? Of course, lack of money. In connection with what the bill just said, Congress has been promoting research related to mutants, and this ... will indeed bring him an income.

Zhang Dianyu thought, maybe the villains in the movie also set foot on this road that was overthrown by the protagonist.

He sighed: "Then you change the permissions at least for me to open it now."

"I can't." The bill answered decisively, "Prisons do not yet have the conditions to accept these young people. You must upgrade the prison rating."

"..." Zhang Dianyu tried his best to be patient, "Then the question is coming, in addition to creating this series of inexplicable things, you plan to implement a repealed bill here-is there any other use?"

The bill stared blankly at him.

"Look at you."

Zhang Dianyu: "...?"

I don't know why, he thinks this little thing is angry. Sure enough, in a second, the boy's figure turned into a light spot spreading out in the room, the light spot fell on the sofa and the floor, and gradually disappeared.

Zhang Dianyu was silent for a moment, picked up the clipboard and shook it: "Bill?"

No one answered.

Just when he thought about whether to take the lighter out and burn it, Spider-Man suddenly came into the head from the green staff door.

Zhang Dianyu had to put the clipboard back in the drawer and nodded to Spider-Man: "Why?"

Is something wrong with Stark?

Spider-Man stepped into the office carefully, looked around in a probe, locked the employee ’s door behind him, pulled off the headgear, and glanced at it with some confusion.

"Mr. Warden ..."

Zhang Dianyu also realized the problem.

Many people have seen Spider-Man wobbling in the prison wearing light blue prison uniforms, so if he now takes off his hood and becomes Peter, it is obvious that Spider-Man's identity will be exposed immediately.

If there are still hidden superheroes imprisoned, he might ... have to open a new area for them.

Zhang Dianyu fell into contemplation.

Not long ago, he just learned that this world is not just a game. In a blink of an eye, he is responsible for a large number of possible super-British identities-what **** mode is this?

"Is there any news from Mr. Stark?" Zhang Dianyu asked in a deep voice.

Since this inexplicably created all this bill was made by Stark in another universe, then this pot is backed by Stark, anyway, they are peers.

At least help to pay the bill for buying land.

Peter obviously did not know that he was considering this issue. The boy was hesitant to ask himself if he wanted to wear a balaclava for a few weeks. After hearing Zhang Dianyu's question, he left the question behind and scratched his hair worriedly: "I don't know, Mr. Warden."

Zhang Dianyu shrugged. In fact, after the bill appeared, he had a conjecture in mind when he contacted the superhero who was suddenly taken into custody. He estimated that Stark may not have time to deal with the idle business here, that is to say-there is no time to invest.

He glanced at Peter.

The boy looked a little uneasy, and his brown hair was flattened. Obviously, Spider-Man's hair has no superpowers, and he can't keep his hairstyle under the pressure of a hood for more than ten hours.

It's really not a way to stay this way. Zhang Dianyu thought for a moment and suddenly said to Peter: "Do you seem to like Dr. Banner?"

Peter was a little confused about the sudden change of topic, but he still replied: "Yes, sir, Dr. Banner's research on gamma particles is unmatched. I have read his thesis in the journal ..."

Zhang Dianyu quickly interrupted him: "If there is an opportunity to work with Dr. Banner, would you like to join?"

Peter was so ecstatic that he even forgot his intentions and nodded violently: "Will willing, Mr. Warden, of course I am willing!"

Zhang Dianyu smiled.

After Peter left, he decided to try again to convince Banner. Unsurprisingly, after the last conversation, Banner has started to shake, with little effort, he got a foreman of the decoration team.

At 9 o'clock the next morning, after breakfast time, Spider-Man wearing a light blue prison uniform stood nervously at the gate of the prison.

Mr. Warden said, let him come this time to wait for Dr. Banner.

Yesterday, he finally got the escort's security approval. He barely got an opportunity to talk to his family. He deceived Aunt Mei that he had joined a technology study group and would go abroad for a few weeks. There may be no signal during this period.

Then in May's question "Which country has not yet connected to the Internet?" He hurriedly hung up the phone.

Unexpectedly, today, part of his lie turned into reality? He is about to join the work of Dr. Bruce Banner, it is a surprise to heaven.

Peter stood expectantly in front of the prison gate, his chest filled with cold air, but he could not dispel his enthusiasm.

It wasn't until half an hour later that he felt the power level of 20 tons again, but when holding a common sledgehammer in his hand, he finally discovered that something seemed wrong.

"Dr. Banner?" Spider-Man asked tentatively. "Is this our ... work?"

Benner, who looked down at the decoration list, pushed her glasses and looked at some helpless New York neighbors, smiling a little: "Yes, this is the wall, we need to smash it and merge the two rooms into one , And then clean up the garbage in the basement, and repaint the living room wall white. "

Spider-Man is at a loss.

The governor said that joining Dr. Banner's work ... was it actually to smash the wall and clean up the garbage?

"Thank you for your help. Mr. Warden assured me this." Banner said with a gentle smile. "Otherwise I really don't want to go out ... you know, prison."