Chapter 3071: Romantic

Seeing Helen's small face dark, Gwen hurriedly took her to wash her face, while Peter washed the fur for Pikachu and Rocket Raccoon at the sink in the backyard. Pikachu was rapping there again, and Rocket Raccoon couldn't beat him at all.

Two freshly made tacos were placed in front of Shiler and Eddie. The tanned Mexican young man winked at Shiler and said: "Sir, your pets are really individual."

Pikachu just finished a rap and was in the middle of changing breath when he saw Helen come out, so he had to stop.

He didn't want to rap in the past few years, mainly because there were either mothers or children around him. He also knew it had a bad influence, so he tried his best to hold it back.

However, he had a great time scolding in Battleworld this time. If you ask how Shiler knew, look at the number of emails requesting the production team to develop a mute function as soon as possible.

When it was really time to eat, Pikachu jumped onto the table and pushed and shoved with Rocket Raccoon.

Their body sizes were actually not much different. Rocket Raccoon was slightly taller and had modern weapons in his hands, but Pikachu's 100,000 volts were not vegetarian. Their fight was full of sparks and lightning all the way, and finally, both rats were smoked dark.

Shiler picked up the colorful packaging paper of the taco, held it up, and took a bite along the edge. The edge of the corn tortilla was fried crispy, a bit like snack corn chips, but thinner and better in taste. The entrance was the rich aroma of grain.

Immediately after, he could taste the sour and spicy salsa, which had a very rich tomato aroma and was very powerful. Eating it, it felt like turning into a fire-breathing dragon.

And this taco made by Gonzalez used cheese powder instead of cheese sauce, so it wouldn't be too greasy in terms of sauce, which was more to Shiler's taste. He also liked some Mexican food, but used too much cheese, one bite was fragrant, two bites were greasy, and he really couldn't enjoy it.

Below the cheese powder were fresh corn kernels, beans, and onions, below that was tomato puree and crispy lettuce, and at the bottom was fried chicken and beef strips. One bite had both the aroma of fried flour and the smoothness of beef.

Shiler ate a taco in two or three bites, and then ate a vegetable one. The gray mist didn't seem to feel the spiciness of ordinary food. He not only ate the super spicy taco that Shiler didn't finish before, but also let Gonzalez make him a pile, all of which were happily swallowed into his stomach.

Eddie also felt that this thing tasted very good, but Venom obviously preferred the version with viscera. Eddie wanted to sit in his seat and finish the rest, but he insisted on running to the food truck to watch others fry viscera. The two were like schizophrenia, pulling and pulling themselves between the dining table and the dining table, leaning left and right for a while.

Eddie grabbed his neck tightly and said: "I haven't finished my meal yet! Let me finish it first!"

"No! I want to go over now, don't you smell how fragrant it is there! Let me go!!"

"Can you have some table manners! Don't think about dripping saliva on people's food truck again and forcing me to buy it, go back!!"

Shiler and the gray mist watched from the side. Shiler sighed: "Venom was quite steady when he first came to Earth. After staying with Eddie for a long time, how did he become more and more like a child."

"One is willing to hit and one is willing to suffer," the gray mist evaluated accurately.

Helen was picking her teeth with a toothpick there. After picking for a long time, she found it was not easy to use, so she asked Peter and the others for dental floss, but after fiddling for a long time, she still couldn't get the meat thread out. She had to turn into a smaller body, and let Pikachu and Rocket Raccoon use branches to pick her teeth.

Shiler vaguely heard what Peter and Gwen were saying behind, so he turned around and saw that when he looked over, Peter and Gwen sat at this table. Gwen said: "We think we should give Helen a physical examination."

"Physical examination? Check what?"

"Just check whether the indicators are developing normally or something."

"Well... with all due respect, there is only one Helen in the two universes combined, I'm afraid it's very difficult to judge whether it's normal or not."

"But, Doctor, don't you think she hasn't grown for a long time?" Peter said: "Just because there is no control group, we can't rule out the possibility of developmental delay."

Shiler wanted to say that Helen might be pretending to be young, because she found that the image of a little girl who didn't understand human nature was very easy to use, and she didn't have to go to those terrible elite courses arranged by Pepper.

But he thought about it and felt that what Peter said made sense. Helen was the only Doomsday he had ever seen. It was hard to say whether it was normal for Doomsday to grow like this at her age.

This time Battleworld had no Doomsday participation, because in the vast majority of comics, Doomsday had no wisdom, strictly speaking, no logic and emotion. Most combat actions relied on instinct, just a very pure monster, not knowing why the rules were, so naturally, she couldn't participate in the game.

Helen was because Shiler opened a back door for her, plus the little animals formed a team, so she didn't look very abrupt.

Shiler felt that he really needed to investigate the development of Doomsday in other universes. Now let Peter and the others record the data, and then make a comparison later, which was not impossible.

"Fine, I have no opinion, but you find a way to handle Helen yourself." As soon as Shiler finished speaking, Peter and Gwen went to find Pikachu sneakily.

At the same time, Venom finally gained the upper hand in the tug-of-war with Eddie, baring his big teeth and coming to the stall, opening his mouth and asking for 50 viscera tacos to fill his stomach first.

Shiler received the look of help from the little brother. He had to walk over. After learning that the little brother actually brought enough materials, it was just that one person did it slowly, and Venom was anxious to eat, so Shiler had to go into battle.

He moved the barbecue grill in the room out, let Gonzalez adjust the heat, he was responsible for frying corn tortillas, Rocket Raccoon was responsible for filling the stuffing, Helen and Pikachu squeezed the sauce, Venom squatted at the end of the assembly line and was responsible for eating, while Ultron took videos on the side.

After tossing for more than two hours, Venom ate all the stock brought by the little brother in one breath, then covered his stomach and burped, lying on the lounge chair in the sun.

Shiler sent the little brother to the door, settled the bill with him, and made an appointment for the next time he came, then returned to the Stone House and called the manager of the farm's golf course.

They were going to visit the farm in the afternoon, but because the farm was too big and the afternoon sun in California was particularly poisonous, they definitely couldn't rely on walking. Not long after, the manager drove over a golf course car, which had a white roof and black seats, and the trunk came with cold storage, which could put some drinks.

They didn't have time to prepare drinks, so they simply took some Coke and beer from the refrigerator, threw them into the trunk, and then Ultron was responsible for driving. Shiler and Eddie sat in the front row, Peter and Gwen sat in the second row, and other little guys sat in the back at will.

The palm leaves that Peter and Gwen picked before had all fallen into Helen's hands. She didn't study the evolutionary context of any plants, but directly used the palm leaves as sun hats and fans, and also made a grass skirt for Pikachu and Rocket Raccoon with one of the large ones.

Pikachu and Rocket Raccoon first jumped onto the roof of the car, then fell in front of everyone, imitating the small animals in the animated movie and dancing the hula dance. As a result, while dancing, the equipment behind Rocket Raccoon scraped the grass skirt on Pikachu, and the two rolled into a ball again, and finally fought.

When getting off the car, Peter and Gwen had to hold one each, and the two walked separately to avoid them breaking the car.

The first stop of the visit was of course the farmland, but there was really nothing to see here. The wheat hadn't started to be planted, and the transplanted fruit trees hadn't grown lush leaves, like green chopsticks inserted in the ground, which instead destroyed the scenery of the field ridges.

Fortunately, there were people who knew the goods here. Gwen stared at a small device in the field and said: "That should be irrigation equipment, right? But it doesn't look like a sprinkler head? Is it drip irrigation? But California shouldn't be short of water."

"Neither, that's a new type of irrigation equipment," Shiler said: "It was imported from China. They call this thing, uh, multi-functional field housekeeper, a bit old-fashioned name, but the function is not old-fashioned."

"What is it specifically used for?" Gwen asked somewhat curiously, although this was not her professional field, she was just very interested in this kind of machine.

"Just like its name, managing the field in all directions. Besides being able to irrigate, it can also physically repel insects and birds..."

"Physically repel insects? How to repel insects?" Peter also asked somewhat curiously.

Shiler smiled and didn't speak. Just at this time, Helen, Pikachu, and Rocket Raccoon happened to walk to the side of the machine. The three of them didn't walk honestly, pulling and pulling, not having a proper shape.

Suddenly, Rocket Raccoon let out an *ao*, jumped up, covered his butt, looked left and right, and finally landed his gaze on Pikachu.

He turned his head and saw a wisp of blue smoke on his tail. A tuft of hair had actually been burned off. Suddenly, anger rose from his heart, evil grew to his guts, and he raised his rocket launcher and was about to fire at Pikachu.

"Hey hey hey, what are you doing!" Pikachu raised two claws in front of him and said: "What are you going crazy again?! I didn't hit you!"

"You despicable villain who sneaks up! You... *ao*!"

In a flash, Rocket Raccoon was struck again. He originally wanted to attack Pikachu, but Pikachu also jumped up with an *ao*. When he turned his head, there was a scorched black spot on his lightning-shaped tail.

The two covered their butts and fled, until they ran out of the attack range, only to find that it was the laser emitted by that small machine. Both rats were stunned.

"This kind of machine can identify insect pests at the smallest nanometer level within the range, and accurately kill insects without destroying the leaves. At the same time, it will identify harmful organisms to crops within the range."

Shiler walked over and picked up Pikachu and Rocket Raccoon, and then said: "Typically, it's rats and raccoons."

Gwen touched her chin and said: "The difficulty should be intelligent identification, distinguishing pests from beneficial insects, and not being able to hit people. Interesting technology."

"They have always spared no effort in this regard," Shiler said: "I'm afraid it won't be long before all of China can eat completely green and pollution-free vegetables."

"Reducing the use of chemical fertilizers can better protect the land and also reduce the speed of toxin accumulation in the biosphere. It is a big step for environmental protection. If possible, I will try to understand this technology," Gwen said very objectively.

Because there were such small landmines everywhere that would harm the rats, Rocket Raccoon and Pikachu refused to go to the ground no matter what. There was really nothing to play here, and soon a few people got on the car to go to the next attraction.

The next one was more interesting, which was the standard golf course. Here was an endless green space. Only in very distant places could one vaguely see a few coconut trees. The skyline was wide and clear, blue and green intertwined, and one could also smell the fishy smell drifting from the sea breeze here.

Peter took a deep breath, relaxed, shook his head and said: "I have long wanted to sign up for a class to learn golf. Those investors always want to take me to play golf. Unfortunately, I can't."

"There's nothing difficult about it," Shiler said: "I know some basic knowledge, but I'm not familiar with it either, but anyway, you just need to be able to get the ball into the hole, it doesn't matter what method you use."

Peter immediately heard the implication. They looked at Shiler together and said: "It doesn't matter what method you use, what method have you used? Doctor?"

Shiler picked up the club and said: "Then I will let you see how I won against Stark."

After speaking, he swung the club quite casually.

With a *bang*, the ball flew to a place so far that it couldn't be seen. It was clearly a blind hit, but a thin mist suddenly rose in the air, and the ball made a Newton's coffin board explosion-style loop curve in the air, accurately falling into the hole. ===== CHAPTER 3072 =====