Chapter 5

After the war in New York, the dispute over who should lead the hero organization was still a hot topic even after the war ended.

The Avengers were more popular because they had the highest exposure in the world. However, the Justice League, X-Men, Mutant Alliance, and other organizations of all sizes did not recognize their "leadership."

Therefore, because of this, the biggest problem after the war became a real problem.

Who should keep the Tesseract?

As one of the war criminals, Loki was forced to leave the scepter on Earth. Sault believed that the SHIELD could be kept intact and suggested that the Tesseract be placed in the Celestial Palace.

At this time, Wonder Woman was the first to object. She did not think that Asgard was a good shelter.

However, keeping both items on the SHIELD at the same time was even more unsettling.

After a long discussion, they decided to build a base and let everyone keep it together. They also signed a complicated agreement to ensure that their people would never do anything to the Tesseract.

The base had just been built and there was no time for a ribbon-cutting ceremony.

Even the escort vehicle had not reached the SHIELD.

… Something happened.

After a while, the organizations that received the news sent congratulatory (mocking) messages.

Justice League (Batman is temporarily absent): "Look, I told you not to keep it."

Fantastic Four: "Trash."

(Middle finger)

Brotherhood of Magneto: "So where's the helmet???"

X-Men: "Son, Daddy is very disappointed in you."

…

Nick Fury looked at the messages and wanted to poke his last eye blind.

Whether it was mocking or anxious, everyone began to search for the missing items while the news circulated.

However, what they did not know was that the items they had painstakingly searched for were being auctioned on Ebay and sold at a low price.

An Li's new account was registered and everything was marked up.

The last item was an ice-blue crystal sealed in a silver-gray shell. The middle was transparent and one could see the reflection of the crystal blue light inside. It was very beautiful.

An Li weighed it in her hand and felt that it was a little heavy. The postage was not cheap.

Sure enough, after the items were put up for auction, shields, helmets, and the like were all auctioned off many times. Only this big blue piece of equipment was left untouched.

So she removed the big blue thing and decided to put it in the bedroom as a night light.

At night, the blue light was gentle and beautiful. On a whim, An Li spent some money to buy some small fluorescent stars and stuck them on the roof.

"Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle …"

The bed is full of money … "

An Li hummed while counting the money.

Five thousand USD!

Someone was willing to spend five thousand USD on a shield!

She began to wonder if she should draw another shield.

Even the messages under her account were very harmonious.

Captain's Little Fanboy: This is definitely the best imitation shield I've ever bought!

There were even simulated scratches!

He could almost smell the gunpowder. Recommended!

sexual

Baby: It's like this. I was going to play with my darling, but the rope suddenly tied him up. He actually said that he was having sex with three girls at the same time?

This rope is a bit magical??

Magneto is a person who likes to put on airs: The helmet is a bit heavy, the shape is a bit ugly, it doesn't feel like the imitation is very good … I'll just give it a good review.

…

The rest of An Li's things were sold even faster.

In just a few days, her account received a lot of attention and the number of comments was astonishing.

The money came too easily, and she wanted to tell Lyon that she didn't want to do the tiring and troublesome work of being an actress.

An Li lay on the bed and decided to draw a few more things out of boredom.

For example, Superman's red cape?

She fell into deep thought.

*

More and more people were losing things, but the culprit was nowhere to be found.

It wasn't until one day when Peter Parker saw his good friend cosplay in Thor's cape that he immediately sensed that something was wrong.

The reason why he could tell that it was Sault's cape was because there were still traces of a fight on it, and there were even a few strands of spider silk that hadn't been dealt with. The main reason was that the cape gave off a silly smell unique to Asgard.

Peter Parker: "Ned, where did you see the cape?"

"You want to buy it too?

It's on Ebay … "

"Which account?

Hurry up and tell me! "

"Buddy, you're too impatient. You can still wear such a flashy red cape at the next comic convention."

"…" No, he didn't want to dress up so foolishly. He would rather dress up as Iron Man and hide in a thick shell so that the girls couldn't see him.

Peter Parker pulled Ned to open the app. He quickly browsed through it and found that there weren't many things left under the account. There were only a few cups, a mirror, a pair of glasses, and … a manhole cover???

He stuffed the phone into his friend's hand. "I have something to do, so I'll go first."

"Hey!

Peter?

Peter, what are you doing!

You said you would help me hold the cape … Hey, my cape!

Give it back! "

Peter Parker called Hapi as quickly as possible, but the other party hung up.

He sent several messages in a row to explain the whole thing and hoped to see Mr. Stark soon.

On the other side.

Mr. Iron Man, who had lost Jarvis, was undoubtedly in a terrible fix.

The security team needed Jarvis, and he also needed Jarvis to make the battle suit. At his wit's end, he could only use the artificial intelligence Friday in advance.

Hapi, who was next to him, glanced at his phone, and then looked at it again.

Assistant Pep stood next to him and cast a puzzled look at him. "Hapi, what's wrong?"

"The annoying little guy is rambling again.

He said that he found the person, and that all the lost things are being auctioned on Ebay. "

How could it be possible? Who would be so unscrupulous as to sell things? As long as it was discovered, all the other party's private information would be uncovered.

This kind of behavior was suicidal.

Tony Stark rubbed his temples. "Connect the phone."

"Yes, sir."

Little Spider was pleasantly surprised to have a video call with Mr. Stark. He stuttered for a moment before explaining the matter clearly.

After receiving the account information, Stark immediately asked Friday to log in and get the information. The first moment, Hapi screamed in surprise.

"My pillow!

That's mine! "

Friday tried to get information about the other party, but was blocked by a more powerful anti-reconnaissance wall, and could not detect any information at all.

Stark, an artificial intelligence more powerful than Friday, stared at the screen, and no one could see his expression.

"Things are getting interesting," he muttered to himself.

*

The news about the mysterious man gradually spread. Unknowingly, An Li had some strange followers.

Someone wanted to buy the pillow and offered a hundred dollars.

When An Li decided to sell it, the artificial intelligence Jarvis's voice sounded. "Miss, I'm sorry, the other party's address source is infected with a virus. It's an unknown person. It's recommended not to trade with them."

An Li opened the account and found that she had a few more comments. The other party's ID was Eric, and his tone was aggressive and very irritable. He even asked who she was.

An Li was very upset.

She tapped on the keyboard and retorted forcefully, "I. Am. Your. Dad!"

A bunch of unknown guys flooded in the comments. An Li thought for a moment and decided to abandon the account and not sell the things for the time being.

The rest were useless things that were not easy to sell, so it was not a pity to throw them away.

An Li was too lazy to throw them away.

As witty as she was, she came up with a solution.

An Li quickly drew a few ugly little people and drew muscles for them, which could be called the matchstick version of King Kong Barbie.

In the face of the danger of being wiped out if they did not complete the task, the little people decided to bow their heads and surrender. They carried pillows and manhole covers and set off towards the garbage truck in the silent night.

It was already two o 'clock in the morning.

There were no pedestrians on the road, and it was silent. Occasionally, a drunk man would pass by, wipe his eyes, and find that there was a pillow on the ground. He would take it and go to sleep.

The remaining little people looked at each other and decided to continue sending the rest of the things away.

Hehehehehehehehehe …

The numbers in the bat cave began to become restless, as if they had sensed some kind of message. Batman immediately understood. He put the numbers in his pocket and set off as fast as he could to find the culprit's whereabouts.

The combination rate of the numbers was too high, and it was difficult to find any useful information. He had not been able to find any clues recently, and the few suspicious targets had not made any movements recently.

The Batmobile sped along, and the wind rustled past. The little things began to frantically point the way.

The Batmobile sped past one street after another and stopped on the road with a whoosh.

There was the ear-piercing sound of tires running over the asphalt road. A few little things jumped down and ran towards the pillow that the homeless man had thrown away.

"…"

Maybe he had really overestimated their intelligence.

The Digital Tyrants searched everywhere for their partner's aura, but when they couldn't find it, they came back again and again.

An Li was still sleeping soundly at that moment. A group of King Kong Barbies had already returned to the house and fell asleep by her bed.

An Li had a good night's sleep.

However, there were many people who couldn't sleep these days.

By searching for information on the auctioneers, they finally bought their items back at a high price.

Even so, they still couldn't find any information on the other party.

An Li's simple act of selling things was taken as a provocation by the superheroes.

Team America: "I can't believe that an entire shield made of vibranium is only worth $5,000." This was probably the most humiliating auction for vibranium.

However, the most melancholic person was Iron Man.

There was still no news of Jarvis. He was almost beginning to wonder if Jarvis had disappeared from this world.

No one else could understand the feelings of an old father who had lost his son.

The next day, An Li still went to the set as if nothing had happened.

Perhaps it was her sixth sense, or perhaps it was the inexplicable crisis that had been looming over her recently, but she hesitated before leaving and decided to bring a pen with her.

The little things rested peacefully at home. They also helped An Li pack her clothes and sweep the floor. They were as light as house elves.

An Li stuffed the pen into her bag and a few pieces of white paper.