Transform Into the Marvel World

The finger landed on the leftmost box. As the saying goes, male left and female right, Daisy felt that she wanted the leftmost box.

"That's it!" she said with certainty.

The crow was expressionless, even if there was, she couldn't see it.

Two crows each held a box, flew out of the villa, and quickly disappeared into the night sky.

Daisy didn't know why Old Man Odin gave herself a gift. Was it compensation for roof damage, or Thor's reward for not dying, or something else? She didn't know.

After turning around twice, it was okay. The box was not locked. The role of the box was more to shield various detections.

Reaching out and opening the lid of the box, the golden light almost dazzled her eyes.

What is this? Old man Odin won't give himself a box of gold, right?

She suddenly opened the lid and saw the contents of the box. Even though Daisy had done a lot of mental preparation beforehand, she was still shocked.

A golden glove flashing with dazzling brilliance. The glove has a dimple on the five finger bones and the back of the hand. The glove is half a meter high and the diameter is thicker than Daisy's waist.

Majestic and solemn, just looking at it is like seeing a towering and unclimbable peak.

Daisy is completely speechless, Infinite Gloves? Does old man Odin have dementia? What does this thing do for yourself!

Stunned for a few seconds, she quickly noticed the problem, turned to the other side of the box, carefully observed the shape of the gloves, and stupidly raised her hands to take a look.

...The shape is exactly the same as in the impression, but the thumb is on the right side of the palm, which means that the glove is on the right hand!

Big cousin Thanos uses his left hand...

Daisy picked up the gloves. The golden, bright, blind-eyed gloves shrank quickly and became the size of her wrist.

The gloves can be automatically scaled. Daisy is not surprised at this point. So many people have used Infinite Gloves, Nebula, Panthers, and it is normal to shrink.

She just struggled with this right hand issue.

This is obviously Odin's collection in Asgard's Treasury, but then Hela dismissed it and accused it of being a fake. Now the question is, is it a fake?

Daisy stretched out her right hand and put it in.

Obviously she looked like a metal product, but she was unexpectedly flexible after putting her fingers in, and she stupidly compared a scissors hand to the mirror.

I waved it left and right. There was nothing wrong with the gloves, but there was also no blessing. It was normal. What was the strength before, and what it is now.

This world is not bound to say that anyone can use it. Gloves with six gems have been snatched away. Now an empty glove belongs to whoever gets it..... .

"The temperament value is too low!" Daisy was very dissatisfied with the glove's lack of a soul-bound design, which is too casual.

And the gloves are shining golden, worn on the hand, can be seen two miles away, as if they are a natural hatred attractor, attracting villains from all walks of life.

Where should I put this glove?

Give it back to Odin? Just kidding, this is housing compensation, even if it's a fake, it's useless, Daisy will keep it.

It's impossible to hand it over to the country, she doesn't lack the money.

Putting it in S.H.I.E.L.D. to prevent embezzlement, Hydra is the same.

Put it in your own villa, what if Thor happened again this time? But other places are not insured. Why not find a place in the villa where no one pays attention? Daisy looked at the ground from time to time, she was very pessimistic about the future of her villa...

Fortunately, when Daisy walked around the house and wondered, she accidentally kicked on the box before, which inspired her.

This Odin's box has an effect that she doesn't understand, and the glove is inside to prevent all prying eyes.

And because the box belongs to Asgard's creation, it can be installed in the secondary space like armor and Excalibur.

Daisy tried twice and could collect it at will. A boulder in her heart fell to the ground, and the infinite gloves she didn't know the authenticity were put away, and she looked at her villa calmly.

Anyway, those clothes, shoes and bags will be worn once. Anyway, the house still has insurance. Thinking about this, I feel more comfortable.

Knowing that her mood had calmed down, family members ran back one after another.

"Maki, contact the insurance company and the house builder and ask them to negotiate a repair plan."

She turned her head to look at Lorna and the little lion again: "You two guys are running so fast! Lorna go get me something to eat! As for you..."

Daisy pointed to the little lion, and didn't expect what he could do for a while.

"Forget it, go play it yourself, take more exercise, you are too fat now!" With a light kick, the chubby little lion slammed aside to play.

I found a room and slept for a while. I slept until noon the next day. When I walked out of the room, I found that some construction workers had entered the villa and were studying the damage to the master bedroom.

The person in charge of the insurance company looked bitter. He didn’t know who Bor’s grandson, Odin’s son, or Rocky’s brother was. He only knew that the good villa was struck by a lightning bolt. The weather station and the on-site evidence collection can explain it. This is properly a lightning strike, which is fully covered by the insurance.

In my heart, the owner of this villa must be a devil, otherwise how could there be lightning strikes down!

The person in charge certainly can't say that. The compensation must be compensated. If you want to push it, you can't push it off. Now you can only accompany you as little as possible and talk about the quality of the house.

When Daisy walked out in T-shirt and shorts with loose hair, the person in charge of the insurance company was arguing with the person in charge of the house.

Motioned to the maid to remind them to be quiet, and make them look better if they are noisy.

While eating breakfast, I handle all kinds of official duties in the company.

The lady maid sorted out all the documents that needed to be processed for her.

Some of them can be signed and confirmed, but some need to be read carefully, because it is possible that a common thing is written by the person below, and there is a lot of nonsense, and I don't know what I'm talking about without reading it twice.

There are also alarmist talks. Everyone does not know what the earth is about to explode. Only I know ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You have to listen to me, and it is best to give me a sum of money to study so much.

Put down the file, and picked up the stack of invitations on the other side.

As a figure in the elite group, the number of people inviting her has increased significantly. This kind of banquet is empty-headed, talking nonsense with a bunch of people, and can't eat anything. Unless the inviter is important, she generally doesn't participate.

Looking at the invitations, one of the invitations with a white border caught her attention.

It is Frost International, a world-renowned luxury goods group with nearly ten well-known brands under its umbrella. The current chairman and largest shareholder are successful examples of female business professionals, and are often written in business books.

Daisy didn't believe in this "success" at all, because the successful business woman was named Emma Frost.

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