After listening to Jamal's words, Lucius couldn't bother to entangle with Officer Bill any longer, so he hurriedly pulled Dr. Barron and rushed into his son's hospital room.

Dr. Barron opened Andrew's eyelids and looked at it, and then checked the data on the instrument next to him, before he said to the worried Lucius: "Mr. Leon, Andrew is fine, he has lost too much blood, he fainted temporarily, and he will be able to wake up in a few minutes." ”

“what？ Andrew bled so much blood yesterday afternoon, didn't you give him a blood transfusion? Lucius asked, surprised.

Doctor Barron said with a wry smile: "Our Maria Hospital is very famous even in Dongcheng, how could we make such a low-level mistake, it is estimated that those policemen drew blood just now!" ”

As he spoke, he turned to Jamal and asked, "Kid, did the police draw your brother's blood?" ”

"Yes, they drew a lot of blood, and by the way, I was also drawn blood." Jamal replied.

Lucius had calmed down at this time, showed a thoughtful expression, and muttered to himself: "Is the contradiction between the government and mutants now acute to this extent? The local police stations have begun to intervene, and the reaction speed is so fast, and the actions are so unscrupulous, the mountains and rains are about to come and the wind is full of buildings! ”

Just thinking about it, Andrew woke up with a "uh-huh", and seeing this situation, Lucius couldn't think about the mutant problem anymore.

Walking directly to Andrew's bedside, he lifted the quilt with a "swish", "Jesus, why did it become like this?" Dr. Barron, this, can this still work? ”

Dr. Barron walked over and played with it twice, muttered for a moment, and said to a beautiful red-haired female nurse in her early 20s, "Jessica, come over and check him out!" ”

After 30 seconds, Dr. Barron exclaimed, "Miracle, miracle, it was broken in two yesterday afternoon, and it was ready to use this morning!" Oh my God, isn't Andrew really a mutant? It's a little ugly, a little hideous, but at least healed, why is that?! ”

Dumbfounded Lucius: Maybe, maybe, probably, maybe, more than mine......

In the morning, Maya at the dining table heard the system's prompt again, put down the dinner plate immediately, wiped her mouth with a paper towel and said, "Jennifer, you eat slowly, I'll go to the bedroom to read." ”

After closing the door, Maya secretly shouted in her consciousness: "System, show my influence value and attribute bar!" ”

Impact value: 59538

(Originally 58906, -9500 Healing, +8300 Last Night's Operation - Scalpel Energy Gun, +1832 Andrew Gigi was watched this morning)

New attributes:

Space Attribute Development: Bronze lv5, 65% (New to the space field, keep up the good work!) ）

Medical Ninjutsu: Gold Lv7, 35% (Tsunade's Comment: Maya, come and be my apprentice!) You are the enhanced version of the combination of Pho and Sakura, and in just a few hours you have developed your own medical ninjutsu, and you are the kind of genius that Konoha needs! ）

Being able to develop the healing technique of silver lv 7 to gold lv 7, Maya is very excited but also mentally prepared, after all, she has already treated Andrew last night, and her medical ability is indeed worthy of the evaluation of gold-level skills.

What really surprised her was that in just a few hours last night, she got 8,300 influence points, if she came a few more times, when she was kryptonite, she wouldn't be afraid of a black face from a non-chieftain!

It's a pity that the hope is beautiful, but the reality is cruel!

"Damn! You ungrateful American devils, this president has saved your little life, each of you has only one life in a lifetime! Those onlookers don't give influence points, but the 23 of you only gave a total of 141 influence points, which is too much! ”

That night, Maya had just saved a bus that had overturned, and if she hadn't stopped the big truck that was crashing into the opposite side at high speed in time, the pedestrians around her would have said what would have happened, at least the passengers and the driver on the bus would have not been saved.

As a result, she waited for a long time and didn't hear the system prompt, and when she opened the influence value panel, Maya almost vomited blood.

Those sporadic +0.01 not to mention, the rescued people are also +8, +9, when you want to save the abducted people, each person is two or three hundred plus, that is, a few days ago, the minimum to save one person is +50, and now human life has become worthless?

Especially in the past two days, there is no more 8000+ daily income, and it is very difficult to even break 2000, New Yorkers seem to have become accustomed to Spider-Man, and even the news is just mentioned casually, no longer grabbing the headlines!

In fact, Maya guessed correctly, Manhattan people are really used to the existence of Spider-Man in their lives, and they take it for granted that he saves people and catches criminals, and the rescued people see that it is Spider-Man who saves them, and they also have the idea that they should be like this, and even many criminals have begun to avoid this time period, preferring to rob during the day rather than commit crimes in the middle of the night.

"Forget it, let's take a break in the future, the influence value earned by wandering every day is getting less and less, and the cultivation speed of my "Hansen Immortal Ninja Decision" has slowed down a lot, and Matthew seems to be a little unable to hold on, alas!"

Sighing, Maya walked into a kebab shop across the street.

"Boss, bring me two barbecues, don't put cumin and don't put spicy, help me prepare it first, and then I'll go to the supermarket next door to buy something!"

"Okay, Spider-Man's two servings of barbecue, old taste, 30 US dollars, take it away!" The waiter skillfully kept the accounts, and was not half excited about Spider-Man's visit to his barbecue restaurant.

Instead of waiting for the barbecue, the shadow clone turned around and came to the small supermarket next door, "Hi, Pete! Give me two boxes of tofu, a pound of raw lamb rolls, and a bottle of 1.5L fresh juice. ”

Pete put down the radio in his hand and asked while stuffing something into the paper bag: "Spider-Man, I heard that you have recently become developed, and many businesses are looking for you to endorse, will you be able to see you on TV commercials in the future?" ”

The shadow clone leaned on the counter and said casually: "The price has not been negotiated, and now only Coca-Cola is willing to help me pay taxes and open an exclusive account for me." Now, you see, the logo is posted here! ”

As she spoke, Maya patted the word Coca-Cola on the three-dimensional motorized box.

"Hey, don't you say I haven't paid attention, but I still think the black spider stripes in the past are cooler, in fact, you can help those singers play songs, your subwoofer is very famous in New York, and many people praise your good taste, all the songs you listen to, their albums are big hits."

"Forget it, I just want to make some money to buy supper, the songs are all I love to listen to, and help others advertise, isn't that to make my own ears suffer!" Maya explained, waving her hand.

Old Pete gave a thumbs up and said, "Well said! The most important thing is to be happy, the so-called hard to buy I am happy, well, your things are a total of 8 US dollars. ”

"Here, 10 US dollars, and the rest is a tip."

"Haha, then you're welcome, anyway, you recently got a big contract!"