Stand User in Marvel Universe - 666. Chapter 663

At the same time, in the Avengers base built by Tony in New York, USA.

Due to the split (river crab) of the Civil War, this place has long since become very empty. Except for Vision which has been staying here, only Colonel Rod will come over occasionally to take a look.

As for Tony, he is a busy man now.

Busy building a stronger steel armor, busy…getting married!

Yes, after his unremitting efforts, Pepper failed to give up this relationship in the end, and Tony solemnly proposed to her in front of countless media.

Now the two who have completed the engagement ceremony can be said to be quasi-new couples.

A lot of people came on the day of the engagement, but Tony and Pepper were a little sorry for some who could come but couldn’t.

Although Tony had never admitted this, Pepper could see that he still hoped that those people would come.

Perhaps some things that he couldn’t forgive in the past have gradually changed over time, and it seems to be less important…

Under such circumstances, on this day, an uninvited guest came here.

“Are you alone here?”

The vision that disguised himself as an ordinary person with the power of the soul gem was suddenly startled, and then turned his head and saw a beautiful lady.

It’s hardly necessary to say how strict the safety protection measures of this base are. Even if it ranks among the top ten in the world, this woman can walk in silently without even noticing anything. This is simply Unbelievable things!

This also made Vision more vigilant. This woman who did not know when to appear in the room was definitely not an ordinary person, and her purpose was still unknown, so she had to be treated with caution.

So he didn’t choose force to subdue the opponent immediately, but kept a relaxed tone and said: “For the time being, it used to be very lively here, there are many interesting weird people, but now they hardly stay here anymore.”

“What about you? Why don’t you leave here? I feel like a huge prison here, only confined to you, a prisoner.” The uninvited guest seemed to like to chat with people, showing a curious look.

“Prison…no, I don’t agree with you, and I stay here voluntarily, and I don’t want to cause trouble to others.” Vision’s expression changed in an instant, but then he said firmly.

The strange woman smiled and stopped continuing the topic. Instead, like an old friend she hadn’t seen for many years, she said familiarly: “Sure enough, you are also a weird person. Are you preparing lunch for yourself?”

The phantom standing behind the cooking counter told the truth: “Although I often try it when I have time, I may not really have the talent for cooking. The taste is probably poor. If you still want to taste it, I can do more. Prepare some.”

I don’t know if it’s too lonely. Vision clearly knows that this woman has a big problem, but still chats with her, and even plans to invite the other party to lunch.

I have to say that this world is indeed a bit crazy.

“Thank you, it just so happens that I haven’t eaten normal food for a long time.”

The woman just sat down at the dining table generously.

Seeing that she didn’t seem to be malicious for the time being, Vision hesitated, and decided not to notify Mr. Stark first, and instead turned around to continue cooking awkwardly.

At the same time, he asked casually like an old friend chatting: “Sorry, I don’t quite understand, what does it mean to be normal?”

“It’s what you do now.”

“Then what do you usually eat?”

“An organism that incorporates minerals is cumbersome to explain and complicated to make. The most important thing is that it has a very bad taste, but it can make me live longer.”

Vision can’t understand, “Well, I don’t need to eat to survive, but in order to make myself look more like a…person, I will try many things, including eating and doing Cooking.”

More like a…person?

The woman was stunned, her eyes immediately lost focus, and she seemed to be caught in some kind of memory.

Perhaps no one can understand the thoughts in Vision’s mind, including the respected Mr. Stark.

But if someone can understand Vision, then she probably counts as one.

I don’t know how long it took, the woman escaped from the memory, and then said quietly: “It’s useless to be like… even if the imitated resembles again, the fake will be fake after all, and it won’t become real.”

After hearing the illusion that he was trying to set the plate, the whole person suddenly paused, then arranged everything and brought the food over.

“Maybe, but not even trying it will make me regret it.”

The woman no longer argued with him about this topic, but instead focused on the food in front of her.

A portion of fried and charred fish, a few slices of bacon that looks very greasy, half a piece of cheese, boiled broccoli and some beans, as well as slices of bread warmed in a bread machine, and jam and chocolate sauce.

The food placed in front of the two of them is exactly the same thing, it looks exactly as he said, in terms of cooking, he does not have any talent, so simple things are made so that people have no appetite.

But the woman didn’t seem to care about it, so she picked up the tableware and tried a bite of fish…

Some are fishy, some are bitter, and the taste is so bad that I can barely swallow it.

But she just frowned slightly and ate in, and then began to slowly enjoy her lunch. For the first time someone made a special lunch for her. It was not a bargain, not alms or mercy, and was not tricked by arrogance and coercion. …Lunch.

Maybe the ingredients are common, the cooking is common, and the taste is common, but maybe it’s not that common…at least for her.

When she frowned, Vision was of course seen, so he smiled bitterly: “Perhaps Mr. Stark is right. I shouldn’t waste time on this. If it’s unpalatable, don’t force it.”

“You really don’t have the talent in this area. It’s right not to continue wasting time, but if you really like it, then why care about other people’s views? You are the one who makes the decision, at least you are an independent individual. It’s not someone’s slave, or someone’s vassal, let alone someone’s…shadow.”

After the woman had finished speaking, she began to enjoy her lunch leisurely. Although she didn’t look rude when she was eating, the things on the table decreased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In fact, the vision, which does not need to eat, is stirring the beans in an absent-minded manner.

Obviously the few words that he said to this strange woman today gave him a big shock, Mr. Stark they never said to him.

Perhaps in their eyes, he is a program, well, a living program.