Chapter 628 Whose Broomstick Is It? Come Forward.

Back in the church, Roy took a comfortable bath, washed away the dust and dirt, and put on his "fox head" costume again. The great lord who was respected by the neighbors returned to the church again.

But today is Sunday, a rest day in the church, so there are no believers praying in the church, and Natasha also follows her team to perform tasks around the world. For a while, Celia is the only girl left in the church. The son is guarding alone.

After seeing Roy coming back, her little face showed a hint of excitement and she jumped up and ran towards Roy.

"Mr. Great Lord, you are back!"

Roy rubbed his little head, "Well, I'm back now that I'm done. Did anything happen while I was not at home?"

Celia put her finger on her chin to think, and said, "Mr. Stark came once, and then left an invitation letter to the great lord!"

"Invitation letter?" Roy wondered, and at the same time accepted the envelope handed over by Celia.

"Yes, Mr. Stark held a technology competition and invited us to go there!"

"Technology Competition?"

Celia nodded, "Mr. Stark has prepared a competition to compete in technological level at the World Expo. Scientists, inventors, and even ordinary car repairmen from all over the world can take what they have invented. Participate!"

After Celia's reminder, Roy also remembered that this period of time was almost the time when the Stark Expo opened in the original plot. The only difference is that in the original plot, Stark was poisoned by palladium. He was distressed that he had not participated in the World Expo, and all the attention of this World Expo would be absorbed by Stark Industries' archenemy, Hanmo Industries.

But it's different now. Now Tony's palladium poisoning has been solved before, and he himself has received the inheritance of a mechanic, so he naturally has time to manage this expo. I think this "Marvel's No. 1 Boss" is I want to show my acquired Tianjie technology at the World Expo.

Isn’t this just showing off with your own things? Roy clapped his hands, how could this work? A face full of indignation.

It’s okay for you to show off, and it’s okay to show off with what I gave you, but it’s absolutely unjustifiable for you to show off without bringing the real person.

"What's wrong? Mr. Father!" Celia saw Roy's change, with a look of confusion on her face.

"When will the World Expo start?" Roy suddenly asked.

Celia thought for a moment and replied: "What happened tonight, Mr. Great Lord?"

"So fast?" Roy was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand and urged, "Quick, go change clothes!"

"Huh? Change clothes? Are we going to Mr. Stark's Expo?" Celia asked doubtfully.

And Roy walked towards his room without looking back: "No! Let's go destroy the place!"

At night in New York, the lights are bright.

In a luxurious venue near Manhattan, all the eyes of New York and the entire East Coast are gathered here tonight.

The reason is simple, the Stark Expo has begun.

The majestic open architecture of the oval venue, fountains, lighting effects, dazzling array of luxury cars on the road, and various luxurious scenes all show the decadence and sweetness of capitalism.

Tonight, world celebrities, reporters, and contestants invited from all over the world entered the venue at this time.

And Roy was also among this group of people. At this time, he was no longer wearing a white robe or fox suit, but a black suit, which fully showed his tall and straight figure, coupled with his handsome appearance, and With a sunny smile on his face, he had received eyebrows from other women more than once on this crowded night.

Celia, who was following behind, was no longer in a maid outfit, but in a white dress. The pure white dress, combined with Celia's pure and flawless appearance, perfectly showed off his purity. .

But what people didn't understand was that she was holding a broom in her hand.

That's right, it's a broom, a broom that does nothing except sweep the floor.

Celia didn't know why Roy asked her to bring this broom with her, and mysteriously told her about the entries. Although she was very reluctant, Celia still brought it with her.

As the queue entered the exhibition hall, Roy also came to the waiter.

"Hello, sir, please show me your invitation letter!"

Hearing this, Roy handed over the invitation letter from the inner pocket of his jacket and said at the same time: "In addition, please sign up for me!"

"Sir, do you want to participate in a technology competition? If so, please fill in your personal information, put your entries in this exhibition cabinet, and write down your work information!"

Roy smiled slightly, and then, under the astonished gaze of the waiter, he wrote a line of words under the display cabinet with a pen.

"The Holy Glory Redemption Broom!"

Introduction: "All things are born and conserved. If the source of power is destroyed, it will be out of alignment. Don't use the enemy to destroy the other, but the heaven and earth will collapse - the death of Ji Antun!"

Effect: Can blow your head off!

After finishing writing, Roy put down his pen and strode towards the venue with Celia.

The waiter was still looking blankly at the broom placed in the display case, with a desire to complain in his heart.

Can you take out a broom to participate in competitions these days? Are we too ignorant, or are you rich people too good at playing?

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Happy looked at the strange inventions one after another, rubbed his brows, and sighed. In the past few days, he was asked by Tony to manage the entries for the science and technology competition. You know, this time The competition is open to all over the world, and there are hundreds or thousands of entries at least. Looking at each one of them, I can't help but feel a little exhausted.

Even though there are so many of these works, the most important thing is that they are all kinds of weird, and their functions are even weirder, such as a lock without a keyhole, a You Jin Nao Nian Bing that is specially used to flick the brain, and a fan made of four kitchen knives folded together. …

Forget it, Happy saw a comb made from a kitchen knife.

Are you sure you are here to compete? Are you sure this comb won't just disappear after combing it?

But that's not all yet, Happy saw a broom.

That's right, it's a broom, and it's the kind that hasn't been modified in any way. The broom is still covered in dust.

Damn it, do these people think this contest is a joke? Did you even bring the broom from home to compete?

This is obviously trying to fool them Stark Industries, which is a naked provocation.