"Your usage is too... too high-end, Bucky, you should be more social." After thinking for a while, John said.

"Can the tablet open the Minion website?"

Of course Bucky's tablet can connect to the World Wide Web, and soon he opened the Minion Online Store.

It's strange that the text on the homepage is a mixture of English and Xandarian.

Bucky had participated in the upgrade program and learned the mainstream languages ​​of the galaxy. He clicked on the link to Xandar text and after reading it for a while, he understood what John meant.

There are not only earthlings on the website, but most of the buyers and sellers are aliens.

"During the football game, the Earth's Internet will disclose its quantum information code to the surrounding star field of 10,000 light-years, and everyone within the range can link in."

While talking, John directed Bucky to hang up the two tickets. Well, Meredith stayed at home to watch the broadcast, but Uncle Quill had to go to the scene.

John came close to Bucky, pointed at the screen and said: "One reason is to sell tickets, and the other purpose is to provide a platform for aliens to exchange content about football matches. You see, there are many people betting on football in the forum area!"

"It's really..."

Bucky looked strange and asked for a long time: "The bookmakers who gamble on football are all aliens. This should be a huge amount of income. Why didn't Maya just open one?"

"It's not worth ruining your reputation for a few small bucks. Moreover, we are a participating party, and the losing aliens will scold us for manipulating the game..."

Looking at this post, there is a pinned post scolding "Earthlings for being stupid and cheating". There are more than one million replies. They are all people who bought Earthlings to win in the second and third games after watching the first game.

"

Bucky casually clicked on the post... Sure enough, there were two languages, Xandarian and Chinese, greetings to mothers on earth, and greetings to the eighteen generations of ancestors of Jordan and other players. He cursed hundreds of words, and the reply from downstairs was "Support".

Owner +1".

"Even if this kind of post is not blocked, why is it still pinned to the top?" Bucky asked while dragging it down.

There is really no blocking at all. There are all the comments below that criticize the genitals. Some people even posted photos of Jordan holding the Wan Zun No. 3... The alien technology is top-notch, and Jordan's little brother has been transformed into various models and styles.

It actually fits the body very well.

Picture narration: Chicken, you are so beautiful!

"Haha, unlucky Jordan. Among those players, he is the most famous. Although he is not the captain, he is the number one elected by the Earth League of Nations. He occupies the C position on the poster. It is normal for aliens to mess with him."

When John saw those p-pictures, he laughed unkindly.

After laughing for a while, he explained: "This post is meant for aliens to vent, after all... Well, I also gambled on football and lost more than 100,000, and I was so bad in these two games.

, why don’t you let people complain?

This poster lost tens of millions, and most of the people who replied also lost money betting on football.

Alas, now I just hope that Earth can win the remaining two games, but Konoha spent hundreds of millions of star coins to buy Earth's victory."

As he was talking, Bucky's two tickets had been sold.

"Cool, it actually sold for 360,000, Bucky, you're a millionaire." John whistled and joked.

"John, it's time to go." This is when Sonia came over and said.

"So soon? The game starts tomorrow and the players haven't even started yet." Bucky asked doubtfully.

"Hey, isn't this the New Year? I have been busy all year, and I just happened to take advantage of the festival to go out for a few days. There is not only a fighting arena, but also many shops at the intersection. We are going to go shopping!" Lorna waved her hands and said happily.

.

After waving goodbye to everyone in Konoha, Bucky returned home and happily told his wife about selling tickets.

"Since we have so many star coins, we might as well go to Consul Street and buy a holographic analog TV. Well, buy two. We will keep one at home, and my father will take one back when he comes home." Meredith thought about it.

Think and say.

"What holographic TV? How much does one cost?" Old Quill asked.

Bucky replied: "The 3D video I saw last time from Shandar, the screen is about 10 meters long and 8 meters wide. Watching movies and sports games is like being there, it's great!

Moreover, the price is not expensive, 50,000 star coins..."

"What? 50,000 star coins? Why don't those aliens grab it? Bucky, you can't be so luxurious if you have money. You still have three, uh, four children.

well......

If you have this spare money, you might as well post a bounty mission to get my Peter back." Old Quill said earnestly.

Grandpa Quill doesn't know about Star-Lord yet, nor does he know that Meredith had a video chat with Star-Lord during Christmas.

"Uh, Dad, you don't have to worry about Peter's affairs. It would be good for him to leave the earth." Meredith said quickly.

"Well, Meredith, you seem to be hiding something from me." A gleam flashed in Old Quill's eyes.

Then, he glanced at the captain of the 13th Division of Men in Black who was watching TV in the living room, uh, that was Uncle Quill...

He said thoughtfully: "It's good that everyone is fine. However, there is no need for a 3D TV. I don't like watching it."

"Wow, it's so clear, it's really immersive, great stuff! Although 50,000 star coins is a bit expensive, it's worth it.

Alas, the aliens are so advanced in technology, they really don’t know what we are... Hey, Cage, you bastard, pay attention to the impact!"

Grandpa Quill took the remote control from his son's hand and exited the adult channel.

The law of true fragrance is applicable everywhere, and the old man also smells really good.

I hold a hammer in my hand and want to hit something sharp when I see it. I bought a new TV at home and want to open it when I get the chance.

The old man broke his promise and became fat. With a quick-acting Jiuxin Pill in hand, accompanied by his daughter and wife, he watched the broadcast of the fourth game.

"Shit, Mayfair is crazy? Shaq, Big Dream, Gorilla, Jordan, Malone? What kind of formation is this? Three big centers, what a mess!

I can see that Fei'er is a prostitute, and that bastard was probably bribed by Gao Tianzun.

God punishes the traitor!

Cage, call your boss immediately and ask him to control Phil Jackson. After this game, he will definitely abscond." Old Quill slammed the wheelchair and cursed.

"Dad, calm down. Mayfair is just the coach, not even the only coach. How can he control the game?

Look carefully, assistant coaches such as Ranbir and Nelson are all talking and laughing." Meredith said, holding her father's shoulders.

"force!"

After the cheerleading performance ended, the jump ball whistle sounded. Dameng successfully jumped the ball and accurately slapped the ball into O'Neal's hands.

O'Neal leaned hard and was about to dunk.

"Crack!"

The opponent made a big foul and O'Neal failed to dunk.

"Oh, isn't it crazy to kill the shark so early?" Old Quill sighed with his face covered, uh, he didn't dare to look.

Because the free throw shooting rate is too low, the NBA created a shark-cutting tactic specifically for Shaquille O'Neal: using fouls to interrupt his offense not only prevents him from scoring free throws, but also disrupts his rhythm.

The joke about slam dunk master Sakuragi Hanamichi's trashy free throws comes from the Sharks.

"Whoa, whoa!"

O'Neal looked blank and made two free throws.

"What? Do you think you will be brave after knowing your shame?" Old Quill was stunned.

A minute later, "Bang!"

"Whoa, whoa!"

Another half minute, "Swish, swish!"

...

In the first four minutes, at 12:20, O'Neal scored 10 points and made 10 of 10 free throws, with a 100% shooting rate.
Chapter completed!