Marvel's Saiki's Disaster

It was a terrible day.

Qi Mu looked at the few coins in his palm, and there was a hint of helplessness in his stiff expression.

Now he can only wait for Potts in front of him to leave, and he can use his superpowers at will.

A minute later, Potts hung up the phone, and then found Qi Mu sitting quietly opposite, motionless, and asked with a surprised face, "Kid, did I disturb you?" "

"That's right, you did make a noise to me."

Although he thought this in his heart, Qi Mu still shook his head.

"Sorry, work requires it, it always interrupts my coffee time."

As Potts put her phone back in her bag, she stumbled upon a sketch on the table, one of which instantly caught her attention.

The sketch depicted a monster covered in barbs and a hideous face, the huge size of which almost took up the entire sketch, and at the foot of this monster, a man with a bald head and a cloak was standing, looking at his back, for some reason, Potts could faintly feel the indifference of this character.

It is not like the superiority of a god, nor the fearlessness of a superhero, but the ordinary feeling of ordinary people, this extremely contradictory contrast, which shocked Potts in his heart.

Potts looked at Qi Mu and asked curiously, "Is this a comic?" "

"Yes."

It was easy to suspect that the waiter at the café had begun to look in this direction, and that the cup in front of him was empty, and he was still sitting there, so he could only pretend to talk to Potts.

"Can you show me?"

Potts doesn't like to read comics, but she can't help but be attracted to Qimu's superb drawing.

"Yes."

Qi Mu didn't think much about it, and directly handed the manuscript of One Punch Man to Potts.

The comics are meant to be watched, and he doesn't need to hide them, anyway, if he doesn't explain, no one will believe that he is the author of One Punch Man, because his appearance is too deceptive.

Potts picked up the manuscript of One-Punch Superman, and after reading two pages, he frowned.

Is it a superhero genre again?

To be honest, Potts hates to read superhero comics, because their storylines are basically the same, the protagonist accidentally gains superpowers, and then transforms into a superhero to fight criminals in the city, and after arresting the criminals in prison, he is loved by the citizens.

This kind of unchanging routine, Potts is tired of seeing, but, when she thinks of the sketch just now, she still frowns and looks down, this look, Potts's movements instantly paused, she looked at the sketch in her hand, her face showed an incredible expression, her pupils dilated, and her mouth/chin couldn't help but open.

"Oh my God..."

Potts is not a comic editor, and she doesn't know anything about drawing or anything, but as Tony Stark's assistant, she has naturally been exposed to many famous paintings, and if she compares this sketch with those famous paintings, Potts will definitely choose this sketch without hesitation.

Subconsciously, Potts lowered his hands, for fear that he would accidentally destroy the artwork in his hand.

Soon, the plot of One Punch Man drew her attention again, and after seeing the transformation of the protagonist, Potts felt the value of the sketch with his own business instincts.

Obviously, this comic has subverted the traditional superhero, there is no mutation, no superpowers, and no saint-like thoughts, some, just an ordinary person with super strength.

I can't believe that I would read a comic so seriously.

In Potts' view, today's comics are for minors, and they are not attractive to adults like her.

"Kid, what's the name of this comic?"

After Potts finished reading the stack of drawings, he finally couldn't help but ask.

"One Punch Man."

Listening to Potts's heart, Qi Mu was very satisfied, and it seemed that there were still people who could find the value of this work.

"It really fits the name." Potts returned the sketch to Qi Mu and praised it from the bottom of his heart: "I love this comic, it will work." "

"Thank you." When Qi Mu put the sketch into his school bag, he said subconsciously.

"Thank you?" Potts was stunned for a moment, but he didn't care, and said with a smile: "Little friend, it should be me who thank you, it was you who made me see such a good comic, as a thank you, this meal is mine, you can eat it as you like." "

In fact, Potts had already discovered Qi Mu's predicament, but in order to take care of the other party's face, he didn't say it clearly.

After knowing the other party's kindness, Qi Mu did not refuse and thanked Potts again.

Suddenly, a slight pain came from Qi Mu's head, accompanied by a real picture.