The sky is clear, the sun shines high all year round and the high latitude makes the sky exceptionally pure. Under the sun's rays, you can see that the golden sand in the desert is spread all over the desert, shining brightly and dazzlingly in the sun.
A deserted land.
The rolling hills seem to be burning with blazing flames, and geckos and rattlesnakes are almost circling this desert.
Generally speaking, animals are better able to detect hidden murderous intentions than ordinary humans.
There is no sign of life in the desert within a certain range. This seemingly ordinary yellow sand seems a bit unusual...
Suddenly!
On a pile of sand, the sand moved inexplicably, as if there was something underneath the sand.
In fact, there was nothing under the yellow sand, no living things at all, but the sand really moved.
Weird, extremely weird!
Fortunately, the sand only moved for a moment, and then nothing happened.
But as time goes by...
The strange sand on the sand pile fluctuated again, and then fluctuated more and more frequently.
It's like a seriously ill patient who is dying, trying desperately to stand up again and again.
It has to be said that this will seems to be very strong. I don’t know how long it has passed, but it started from the center of the yellow sand in a certain place in the sand pile, and the sand from all directions gathered together.
The moving strips of golden sand are like snakes, meandering forward.
A humanoid body made of yellow sand slowly took shape.
This unknown human being or some other humanoid creature "looked" at his own hands through a pair of empty eyes, seeming to be thinking about his current state.
a long time.
Still lying on the ground, he tried to raise his hands made of sand.
But his willpower seems not strong enough.
The arms composed of the yellow sand that had just gathered were scattered on the sand pile.
He looked a little angry at this time, and his emotions could be seen even on his face made of yellow sand.
But the next moment, he calmed down because he saw a frosted round photo frame pendant necklace not far away.
His willpower instantly strengthened a lot, and his illusory body became much more solid. He even made a hoarse voice:
"Penny!"
After that, he became more motivated and after several repeated trials, he was finally able to control himself to raise his hands without letting them fall.
When he was able to initially control his body, the first thing he did was to start walking towards where the frosted round photo frame pendant necklace was.
The legs made of yellow sand seemed to be even harder to control with his arms. If he took a random step, the whole leg would fall into yellow sand again, causing him to lose his balance and have to fall to the ground.
Fortunately, in a deserted land, there is no concept of time.
He finally came to the frosted round picture frame pendant necklace.
He controlled his hand, picked up the deformed necklace, opened it gently, and a picture of a cute and charming little girl appeared in the frame.
That was his daughter who had leukemia - Penny!
"My daughter!" the sand-shaped man shouted softly, holding the necklace tightly in his hands.
The moment he held the necklace, he seemed to have found support, and his willpower became stronger.
The blurry sand-like body slowly stood up, and the yellow sand fell, but under the control of his willpower, it gathered again. This time, he did not fall again, and he finally stood up straight.
Perhaps, the willpower of a father who has a daughter whose life is in danger is immeasurable.
As he moved forward, the yellow sand became more condensed, gradually turning into a real human appearance, and his face gradually emerged, a middle-aged white man with an ordinary and tough face.
His name is Flint Marko, or... Sandman!
Originally, he was a street gangster in New York. In order to get money for treatment for his daughter who had leukemia, he used any means to find money, and was eventually caught by the police and imprisoned.
But Flint Marco knew that he could be put in jail and receive punishment, but his daughter's condition did not allow him to waste time like this. If he could not find enough money, his daughter would be dead before he was released from prison.
die.
So Flint Marko chose to jailbreak.
In order to escape the pursuit of the police, he hid in the desert and accidentally came to a deserted sandy land. However, he never dreamed that this was a small test area for nuclear bombs, and the yellow sand had long been exposed to radiation.
It was seriously polluted. After he stayed with the sand for a short time, his whole body became molecular and scattered into the desert.
The powerful radiation energy completely changed the molecular structure of his body.
The sand combines with his body and turns him into a sand-like substance. Marco can control the sand at will to change his appearance.
Today's Flint Marko, or Sandman, can control sand through his thoughts. He can convert part or all of his body into sand-like material. He can change the composition and density of his body and turn it into sand grains or hard sandstone.
, making him immune to all physical attacks.
The maximum time that Sandman can turn into sand is unknown, but he can stay in this state for a long time. Assuming that he is unconscious while turning into sand, he will continue to remain in sand. You can also absorb him after turning into sand.
Surrounding sand grains to increase size, volume or restore damaged parts.
He can also transform his hands into high-density simple weapons, usually sand hammers, and can transform into sandstorms for rapid movement or attack.
Water can slow it down to a certain extent and can withstand high temperatures, but usually does not exceed 3400 degrees Celsius.
"Penny, wait for me, dad will definitely let you live! No matter what the cost!"
The Sandman's face was serious and heavy. Suddenly, his whole body turned into sand, transforming into a wisp of yellow sand in the wind, fluttering towards New York.
His most beloved daughter is in New York!
…
"Bang bang bang!"
"Come in."
Aunt Mei said without raising her head. At this time, she was wearing glasses and drawing sketches by hand.
"What's up?"
"It's nothing serious, I just wanted to come and see you."
Aunt Mei frowned when she heard these almost teasing words.
To be honest, with Aunt Mei's charm, there must be many suitors, but there are really no men who are bold enough to chase her into her office.
But the next moment, Aunt Mei noticed something was wrong. She raised her head and took a look - it turned out to be that dead ghost!
"You bastard, you still know how to come back!" Aunt Mei was obviously very happy, but she pretended to be very angry and said: "I haven't seen you for several months, where did you go? Did you go again?
Going to pick up girls?"
"I'm wronged. With a beauty like you, how can I care about those vulgar fans outside?" Mo Fei cried out, "I just went abroad to do a small business and made a little bit of a hundred million. That's all.
.”
"Here are the flowers for you!"
Murphy placed ninety-nine red roses on Aunt Mei's desk.
I have just managed to coax my real girlfriend Mikayla, so naturally Aunt Mei can’t be left behind.
So Mo Fei turned around and came to see Aunt Mei.
"Don't think that if you just compliment me or give me a small gift, I can let you go!" Aunt Mei said with a hard mouth, but she couldn't wait to grab the red rose and took a deep sniff.
The rose is fragrant. Its petals contain a kind of oil cells, which will continuously secrete a kind of fragrant aromatic oil. When its petals bloom, the aromatic oil inside will evaporate, which makes people feel comfortable.
People feel that roses have a strong fragrance, which is relatively pleasant and can soothe people's spirits.
Therefore, many people refine roses into spices or essential oils, and taking a sip makes you feel like you are intoxicated in a sea of flowers. In addition, roses can also be made into scented tea or snacks, which taste very good.
Murphy smiled playfully and came to Aunt Mei's side: "I know, it was my fault, why don't you hit me twice?"
Aunt Mei's eyes widened and she immediately hit Murphy's chest hard with her small fist.
"You can't do it!"
Aunt Mei's hand stopped in mid-air, neither moving forward nor retreating.
"How about you scold me?"
Aunt Mei put down her hand and cleared her throat...
"You can't open that mouth!"
Aunt Mei: "..."
"Are you here to apologize, or are you here to provoke me?" After a while, Aunt Mei came back to her senses and glared at Murphy fiercely.
"Of course I'm here to apologize!" Murphy said with a playful smile.
Aunt Mei grabbed the ears of Murphy's big face and pulled hard, then said: "Seriously, where have you been during this time!"
"I really went abroad to make money. I'm lying to you. I'm just a little pig!" Murphy said: "This time, I made hundreds of millions of dollars. From now on, you don't have to work anymore. I will support you!"
"I don't want you to support me. I have my own hands and feet. How can I not support myself?" Aunt Mei was not at all forgiving, but when she heard that Murphy went abroad to fight for hundreds of millions of dollars, she also felt sorry for him.
With a considerate heart, it is undoubtedly worth spending so much money and spending several months earning it.
Although Aunt Mei had Mo Fei to work on her, and she is no longer an ordinary person, Aunt Mei's thoughts are conservative. Even if she was injected with the T virus and Professor Murphy's cultivation methods, she still has a certain degree of self-protection.
However, she still maintained her original life and continued to be her fashion designer.
Her understanding of extraordinary power is also at a very elementary and primitive stage.
"Don't care too much about this. Why do you have to give it to you and me? What's mine is yours, what's yours...is still yours!" Murphy shrugged and said, "If you are reluctant to give up this career,
How about I buy this company and let you be the boss?"
The company that Aunt Mei works for has a market value of only tens of millions of dollars. It is just a medium-sized company. It would be extremely easy for Murphy to buy it.
"Forget it." Aunt Mei shook her head and said: "I am not the kind of ambitious person who only wants to occupy a high position as much as possible. Besides, I have been busy with the career of fashion design for most of my life.
Regardless of my management experience, if you ask me to be the president of the company, I don’t know what to do.”
"No one is born with a certain knowledge. You can learn slowly. At worst, the company will go bankrupt. It's just tens of millions of dollars. I can still afford it!" Murphy said calmly.
"You can afford to pay, but I can't!" Aunt Mei rolled her eyes at Murphy.
With Mo Fei's easy-going communication, Aunt Mei quickly let go of her anger at Mo Fei for disappearing for so long.
"Anyway, I'm not your real girlfriend. I don't care what you did!" Aunt Mei waved her hand to Murphy and said, "You can go, I'm at work, don't disturb my work.
"
"You're driving me away?"
"No, I'm at work... Come to my house tonight and I'll make delicious food for you." Aunt Mei put on her glasses again and focused on her drawings.
Originally she was a little short-sighted and needed to wear glasses. After being strengthened by the T virus, her myopia was better. However, she was not used to not wearing glasses when drawing drawings, so she made a pair of flat glasses.
"Delicious? Is it seafood?"
"What did you say?"
"It's nothing, I just said that we haven't seen each other for such a long time, why do we still care about work..." Murphy's hands wrapped around Aunt Mei's slender waist at some point.
At this time, Aunt Mei was wearing a black suit, a black skirt, her fair and slender thighs were wrapped in black stockings, a very seductive OL outfit.
With an intellectual and charming temperament, Aunt Mei has a unique charm of a beautiful young woman, with flowing black hair and an intoxicating body fragrance.
"Murphy, don't be ridiculous. Do you think I can't know your little thoughts? But this is my office, and it's not a place for you to mess around." Aunt Mei warned Murphy.
"I'm not fooling around, I'm just curious about the drawing you drew." Mo Fei smiled and said, "Although I don't understand it very well, it seems to be very powerful."
Aunt Mei knew what Mo Fei was thinking, but when Mo Fei praised her professionalism, it didn't scratch her itch. She said proudly: "It's weird that you can understand it too! I'm a sixth grader."
I worked as a costume designer assistant for several years before I had the opportunity to become a real costume designer..."
"From the design concept to the ready-to-wear product, a piece of clothing may seem simple, but the steps in between are also quite tedious. First, we must formulate the planning, style, and color positioning of the new season's products. Once we have the design concept, we need to draw a sketch immediately and choose the appropriate product.
For fabrics and accessories, the final draft will be confirmed based on the performance of the surface and accessories.”
Aunt Mei shared her career views with Mo Fei very seriously, and Mo Fei listened very seriously and nodded in agreement.
Just don't know why.
Talking and talking...
Aunt Mei, her hair disheveled, was kneeling on the desk, holding the tabletop with both hands, and frowning...
She seems to have met the enemy and is bearing the impact of the opponent's heavy fire tank and machine gun...
I couldn't help but make some painful sounds...
Suddenly.
Directly opposite Aunt May, the TV was broadcasting that Spider-Man, the good neighbor of New Yorkers, was being pinned down on a cash transport truck by a sand giant, who raised his fist the size of a sandbag and struck with a hammer...