"What did you realize?" Maya said with goosebumps shaking off her teeth.

Lao Huo's right hands were pointed together as swords, drawing circles in the void, "The cause and effect in the world are like closed rings, starting from one point, going around in a circle and returning to the original point.

Recently, I have been thinking about how many circles I have opened in this life, and how many circles are waiting to be closed?

Maybe those noose-like rings will eventually fall on Tony's head?"

"To put it simply, you know that you did too many bad things when you were young. Now that you are older, several events in succession have made you believe in retribution and fear retribution.

Then, you started to place your faith and take refuge in me, the Buddha?" Maya concluded, touching her chin.

"Uh... Maya, it's not as... uh, utilitarian as you think." Lao Huo waved his hand and hesitated.

Tony leaned into Maya's ear and whispered: "Have you checked, is this really my father? Could it be a super skrull, or Mystique?"

The distance was so close that Lao Huo heard clearly. He immediately jumped up from the sofa, walked up to Tony in a few steps, grabbed his ear and cursed: "You treacherous son, I went to Kunlun to become a monk, not for you."

Praying, how many times have I explained it, why can’t I understand it?

If there really is cause and effect in the world, as the largest arms dealer on earth...can you bear the horrific retribution?"

"Hammer started buying arms during the Washington era, how is he still alive and well today? And how did he meet Maya by sheer luck?" Tony said disdainfully.

"Isn't it retribution for Hammer to be stupid? No, he has to repeat the grade again?" Lao Huo sneered.

"Hehe, that's what he calls smart. Hammer is one grade ahead of Maya. If he doesn't repeat the grade, he will have to go to college. Compared with holding Maya's thick thigh, repeating the grade is nothing!" Tony saw through Hammer's sinister intentions at a glance.

"Well..." Lao Huo was at a loss for words.

Even though Maya explained that Kunlun is a Taoist holy land, it still failed to dispel his idea.

Instead of becoming a warrior monk, Lao Huo entered the library and became a sweeping monk.

I usually sweep the floor and chant sutras, and study sutras and classics in my spare time.

Although Lao Huo went "crazy" unexpectedly, it was just an episode. He was already quite old, so he just treated it as retirement.

On June 16, it was just eight o'clock in the morning, and the sunshine in Manhattan was like a continuous drizzle, hitting the body, causing a slight uncomfortable burning pain.

In the square of the League of Nations headquarters, a group of children lined up carrying suitcases, ignoring the sun in the sky, waving goodbye to their parents with excitement, looking around curiously, or chatting with the people next to them...

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"Hey, are you from Congo, Africa? I thought it was Wakanda. Are there many people from Africa?" A black boy with a community school badge on his chest asked the black guys in the other row.

"Each member state of the League of Nations can arrange for people to come over, regardless of nationality, color, or creed... Not to mention our Congolese, even those pirates from Somalia have sent their children over," the Congolese boy said.

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"Hi, are you from a community primary school? Is it the legendary one?" A young man from Tianchao Sanqi Branch squeezed over and asked the black boy from before.

"Hehe...Hell's Kitchen native, what do you think? Back then, I was still the president's most powerful general." The black guy raised his chest and wanted to wave the school badge on his chest in front of everyone.

"Wow, you actually followed Maya Hansen?" The people around were immediately attracted and shouted.

"Tell us quickly." someone urged.

"Ahem..." The black man enjoyed the feeling of being a saint in front of others and said to himself: "You can tell by looking at my figure that I am on the basketball team.

Back then, the president gave an order to those bastard classmates who had committed crimes, and I..."

Maya's former Ma Zai talked endlessly, talking about big and small things at once. Although the sentence structure was simple and the rhetoric was lacking, the students around him were still fascinated.

"Oh, I wish I could turn back time and transfer to a community school!" A fat man from an aristocratic private college on the Upper East Side said, beating his chest.

"Hey, our school's admissions are very strict these days. If you don't have a Hell's Kitchen household registration, in addition to donating a large amount of money, you also need a letter of recommendation from a celebrity, which is difficult!"

Just as he was talking, a few of them had already become the front row of the team.

Just like the security entrance of a train station, at the end of the queue are a dozen registration desks separated by plastic boards, and dozens of League of Nations staff, some taking notes and others checking documents.

"Citizenship certificate." The woman behind the computer said without raising her head.

Brother Black shook the small card he had prepared under the scanning light. After a "click" sound, there was a "click click" sound of printing. Three seconds later, another Guolian employee took out a small notebook from under the printer and put it on the page.

on the desktop.

"Next, citizenship certificate."

The black guy opened the small book with the cover of Blue Earth and looked at it, but it was a passport written in three languages: Chinese, English and Spanish.

The homepage is your photo and fingerprint information, followed by your place of origin, education, and criminal records.

The place of birth was not "xx Street, Manhattan, New York, USA" on the social security card, but "Earth Citizen of the Orion Cantilever Solar System of the Milky Way", and there were even galaxy quantum coordinates and starry sky map coordinates that he couldn't understand.

Brother Hei turned his head to look at the Chinese people and said in surprise: "Our place of origin is exactly the same."

The young man from Tianchao rolled his eyes and asked, "What do you think can be different?"

"Uh..." After the black guy was stunned for a moment, he awkwardly changed the subject and asked, "Why are you only given a passport and no foreign exchange?"

The Chinese people looked at him with contempt, and suddenly felt that his aura of coming from a legendary school was gone.

"The League of Nations only has a few million star coins in total. Even if we take them all, it won't be enough!"

As they spoke, they came to a door that looked like a light blue mirror. Stepping in, the surrounding scenery instantly changed. The crowded streets and high-rise buildings were replaced by endless grasslands and continuous wooden houses.

"Hey, is this a small spaceship? There is really a world inside." The young man from China exclaimed.

"Yes, no wonder more than one million students came together to participate in the study trip." Brother Hei nodded blankly.

"Hey, boy scouts, take out your citizenship certificates, and take a few steps quickly, don't block the way of the people behind you." A tall, strong man yelled loudly.

The strong white man has a rugged face, and his white short-sleeved shirts bulge his muscles. The key is the badge on his chest, Captain Hank Thomas of the Space Force First Fleet Marine Corps.

"Boy Scouts? Aren't we going on a trip?" the black guy asked stupidly.

"If there are more than one million people, if they don't get some training, won't they go into chaos?"

As the captain spoke, he began to print out ID tags for them based on their citizenship certificates, which were the same as military dog ​​tags.

"Shit, these wooden houses are all alive...peach trees, pear trees, apple trees...is this Yarrow root?"

According to the number on the dog tag, Brother Hei walked for half an hour before looking for his wooden house and an almond tree.

The three-story wooden house of 100 square meters has a bathroom, bedroom, and chess and card room inside, but the outside is covered with golden apricots the size of a baby's fist.

After swallowing his saliva, he asked several roommates on the opposite side: "Can I eat apricots?"

"Jim, wait until the commander informs you." said the young man from China.

"Ma, I didn't expect that you guessed it right. All the students from different countries broke up and regrouped." Jim, the black boy, sighed to the Chinese students beside him.
Chapter completed!