Chapter 2 The Traveler

Without any greetings and politeness, the mysterious people took out 5 groups of pills fluently, and each group consisted of ten small bottles.

He gently placed the five groups of medicaments on the counter in turn.

Under the dim light in the store, these potion bottle flashed with strange blue light and a rich bubble.

When the rich on the seat saw the potion, his eyes began to light up unconsciously, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

"Vitality!"

Their voices were full of surprises and excitement, and their eyes showed unsighting desires.

The mysterious man slowly raised his head, smiling, and looked at the rich in the seat.

"It seems that the guests are very satisfied with my products, and they are still old rules. The first group of vitality potion starts at 5 pounds."

The sound of mysterious people sounds indifferent without a trace of emotions.

He paused and smiled evilly: "So now, the bidding begins!"

As soon as his words fell, Stark took the lead without hesitation.

"6 pounds!"

Stark is bound to this group of potions.

It's like the emitted signal gun, followed by an old rich man who quickly spoke.

"8 pounds!"

His tone was tough, and he did not give Stark face at all, and his expression on his face was full of determination.

"The shameless old things, so old to grab the vitality agent."

Stark scolded a whisper, a trace of anger in his eyes, and then began to increase the price.

Perper asked curiously: "Vitality potion? What?"

She looked full of doubts, and obviously was very curious about the pharmaceutical agent, which suddenly caused everyone to be enthusiastic.

"A magical potion, drinking a bottle can make people full of vitality within a week."

Stark explained simply.

Then he added: "Drinking a bottle can allow you to return to the high school era without any side effects."

Perper's incredible expression seemed to feel that it was a trick.

Stark shrugged, "I haven't been deceived, I have experienced it, and so many savvy people will be deceived at the same time?"

Paper's eyes swept through the big characters who were in the business and politics. At this time, they stared at the potion with enthusiastic eyes, as if it was the most precious treasure in the world.

The older rich man took this group of potions at a price of 15 pounds.

"Why didn't you continue to take a shot," Perper asked puzzledly, "This is not your character."

Her eyes stared at Stark tightly, trying to find the answer from his expression.

"This is just one of them," Stark explained it slowly.

His tone was easy, as if everything was in his control.

Perper suddenly realized that there was a touch of eyes flashed in her eyes.

Sure enough, the mysterious man took out another set of the same potions.

Everyone immediately fell into a fierce competition.

It is another fight.

After the five rounds, the mysterious person took out a new agent.

"Beautiful potion, this kind of potion can make people's appearance beautiful."

The mysterious person explained lightly.

His voice was still bland, as if he didn't care about the fanatic reaction.

A woman who was obese and exaggeratedly dressed up couldn't wait to stand up, shouting loudly, "20 pounds!"

Take the first group of potions with an absolute advantage.

After a few consecutive rounds of bidding, everyone sweat on their bodies. Their forehead was covered with sweat, and some people even licked their lips from time to time to alleviate their inner tension and excitement.

"It seems that everyone is tired, the midfielder rests."

The mysterious man said, a wooden stick suddenly appeared in his hand, and waved gently.

The tall cup containing red wine appeared in an instant. The wine glass floated in an orderly manner, moved slowly, and finally fell accurately on the side of everyone's right hand.

"No matter how many times you see, it's still so amazing!" Someone couldn't help but sigh.

Tony Stark took the wine glass and handed it to Perper with a smile on his face.

"What is this? Is this a magic?"

Peropp opened her eyes and looked at everything in front of her.

"It's magic." Tony Stark said leisurely.

"A great red wine is a category that is not available in the market. It's a pity if you don't taste it."

Tony Stark narrowed his eyes slightly, with a touch of intoxicating smile on his mouth.

After a sip of Popper, it seemed a little intoxicated.

As the assistant to Tony Stark, she often accompanies her to attend various high -end wine clubs, and she has a unique and keen appreciation ability in red wine tasting.

This wine has an unparalleled wonderful taste and long aftertaste.

She said with some excitement: "It is indeed unique, and the mellow fragrance is like a rich floral fragrance.

"How about, I'm right." Tony Stark raised his eyebrows with a little proud face.

"Which winery is this?"

Peroper asked curiously that his eyes were still on the gorgeous red liquid like gemstone in the wine glass.

Tony Stark shrugged and said helplessly: "I can't find it out, it is estimated that it is the private collection of the boss."

Perper continued to taste carefully, and for a while, it seemed to forget everything around him, and to walk in this wonderful tongue experience.

After a short break, the mysterious man signaled the auction to continue.

As time went by, the atmosphere became more and more tense, because there were not many potions left.

The enthusiasm of the bidders became higher and higher, and the bidding sounded one after another.

If there were no restrictions, Tony Stark would have wanted to take every set of potions into his pocket.

Under the reluctant eyes of the crowd, the mysterious man announced the end of the auction.

Everyone dispersed, the hall gradually became empty, and the door slowly closed.

No mistakes, one sentence, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, one look!

The mysterious man took off his mask, revealing a young, handsome face with clear contours.

His facial features were as delicate as sculptures, and his expression was full of confidence and wisdom.

With a light wave of his arm, the row of suitcases in front of him all opened automatically, and the inside was shining with gold, full of gold bars.

He nodded with satisfaction, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"There will be no shortage of funds in the short term." He said to himself.

"Zandi." He called softly.

"Bang!" A slight explosion sounded.

A short creature with a strange appearance appeared.

The wrinkled short stature and the elf-like appearance were very strange together.

It had a pair of bat-like ears, tennis-ball-sized green eyes that looked bulging, and a long and flat nose.

As soon as Jandi appeared, he bowed deeply and said respectfully: "Please order, my master."

"Put these gold bars away." The mysterious man ordered.

"Follow your orders, master."

Jandi snapped his fingers, and the suitcase floated in the air instantly. Then Jandi bowed again and left, and the suitcase followed obediently and floated behind it.

Wes Irwin sat quietly in a chair and poured himself a glass of water.

"It's not easy to get to this point now." Wes Irwin murmured to himself.

Wes Irwin is a time traveler. Originally, he was just an ordinary worker on Blue Star, living an ordinary and busy life.

After waking up from a sleep, he unexpectedly turned into an orphan of only ten years old.

At the beginning, he was very panicked and at a loss. It was difficult for him to accept that he had turned from an adult into a child.

He didn't know what kind of world he was in, and the people here were different from the world he was in.

A visit was held in the orphanage one time, and the director took the orphans to visit the Captain America Memorial Museum.

The shrunken Wes Irwin woke up from his dream and realized that he was in the Marvel world.

This high-risk world full of dangers and unknowns is too unfriendly for ordinary people.

Not to mention the purple potato spirit who can wipe out half of the life in the universe with a snap of his fingers, the violent crimes everywhere in this world alone are terrifying.

Even if he encountered a small robber, Wes Irwin felt that he had no room for resistance.

After all, he is now in the United States and has become a helpless little foreigner.

"Gunfight every day, free America"

This is by no means a simple joke.

Wes Irwin once felt desperate and even prepared to give up. He also thought about committing suicide to see if he would travel through time again, but in the end he did not have the courage to take action.

The turning point came on his 11th birthday.

In an orphanage, you can't expect to have a decent birthday.

Wes Irwin was sleeping soundly that day, and was suddenly awakened by the roar of a train.

Wes Irwin wanted to lose his temper, but when he opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that he was sitting in a steam train.

The train was full of children, and they were chattering.

While he was still in a daze, a transparent screen appeared in front of him.

Host: Wes Irwin

World: Marvel; Harry Potter

Occupation: ? ?

Level: 0

A panel that was so simple that it couldn't be any simpler appeared in front of him.

Wes Irwin was stunned at first, and then overjoyed.