Plug-in Players In Marvel

In order to avoid any accidents, ordinary tourists must accept the management of the tour leader after arriving on the island. To put it bluntly, it’s just like when you sign up for a group tour. You have to follow the tour guide’s arrangements when and where you want to go, and you can’t act alone without being separated from the group.

As VIPs, Eddie Brock and a dozen other guests received some preferential treatment.

For example, when choosing a place to live, they can put forward their own opinions. It’s not that there is no autonomy, it’s all arranged by the park.

‘You can still be considered a VIP, I hope I won’t be rejected. ’

Looking back at the bathroom, Eddie Brock made sure that his girlfriend was busy inside and wouldn't be able to come out for a while. He couldn't hear the movement on the balcony. Eddie Brock took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and pulled out the invitation card. I got the 'customer service center phone number' together and made a call.

"Good morning, Mr. Eddie Brock. This is operator Celie. Do you need anything?" The phone was quickly connected and a gentle female voice rang.

He didn't hear the unnaturalness in this sentence, and he didn't expect that the other end of the signal was actually a newly activated artificial intelligence responding. Eddie Brock said politely: "Hello Celie, I want to... uh , You know, I am a reporter, and it is my job to interview and collect information. So, can I make an appointment to conduct an exclusive interview with Mr. Stark? "

"I'm sorry, Mr. Bullock, I can't answer your question." Celie immediately replied: "I must ask Mr. Stark's opinion on this matter."

"So...where is Miss Pepper? Can she spare some time to be interviewed by me?" Eddie Brock asked again.

"I'm not sure. But don't worry, I will relay this to Miss Pepper during the debriefing meeting later."

"Okay then... I mean, if there are any conditions, such as certain issues that need to be avoided, uh, in short, please try to make an appointment for me so that I can speak directly to Miss Pepper or Mr. Stark. Okay?"

"All I can say is that I will bring the news to you. I can't guarantee whether Miss Pepper and Mr. Stark will accept it."

Although it has learned a lot of 'experience' from Jarvis, Xili is only an artificial intelligence that has only been activated for a few days, and its handling of various things is far from as humane as Jarvis.

No matter how much I ask, I can't get a realistic response. As for the promise, let alone that. Because of Celie's lack of oil and salt, Eddie Brock was not only a little depressed, but even unconsciously doubted himself - something was wrong. Interviewing and collecting materials all year round can be regarded as training. On weekdays, no matter how picky the interviewee is, he will always give him some face based on his speaking skills. what is it today? Why does the rhetoric that usually works so well suddenly stop working?

After struggling back and forth for a while, Eddie Brock finally lost to Celie's 'patience': "Okay, please, I hope I can wait until I get the reply I want."

"Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Bullock. So, do you have any other needs?"

"No..." He was about to hang up the phone, but suddenly heard a noise in the bathroom, and Eddie Brock remembered something: "Uh, no, there is indeed one more thing."

"Please tell me."

"Xili, I want to take my girlfriend to the sea for a while the day after tomorrow. Can you arrange a smaller yacht for me?" While asking, he gestured to Anne Wein who came out wearing a bath towel. Just looking at Eddie Brock's expression right now, it doesn't look like he just contacted other business behind his girlfriend's back.

"Are you and Miss Anne Wein the only two people? Okay, I have registered it for you. As for whether we can allocate a yacht to meet your requirements... I will reply to you after twelve noon. , do you think it’s okay?”

"After 12 noon?"

"Yes. It is still during the trial opening period, and there are not enough manpower. In addition, the number of tourists is relatively large, and the diversion pressure on some popular projects is relatively high... Mr. Bullock, I am sorry."

"Okay, I understand. Anyway, please try your best to help me arrange it."

"Okay. Mr. Block, do you need anything else?"

"No, that's all, thank you, Celie."

"Then I won't disturb you. I wish you a pleasant stay on the island. Goodbye, Mr. Bullock."

"Goodbye, Celie."

After ending the call and putting the phone back in his pocket, Bullock put his arms around his girlfriend.

For any normal man, it is an irresistible temptation for a beautiful woman to take a bath. Of course, the two got tired of being together for a while.

Seeing that it was almost ten o'clock in the morning, and because she forgot to eat breakfast, she felt hungry in her stomach. Anne Wein got out of the quilt and patted her boyfriend's calf exposed outside the quilt: "Eh. Di, get up, let’s go out for a walk. On the way here yesterday, I saw a pretty little restaurant by the sea. I’ll go there for lunch later. What do you think?”

"I have no objection." Eddie Brock raised his right foot, stretched his ankle and rubbed his girlfriend who was standing beside the bed.

"Don't make trouble~." She patted her boyfriend's instep gently again, then squatted down and took out a dress from the open suitcase: "My dear, what do you think of this?"

"Well, it's pretty good."

"Really? Then..." Turning around, Annie put the dress back and picked up a pair of cropped pants again: "How about you wear this."

"Huh? Isn't that one pretty?"

"I want to try riding a dinosaur." Anne Wein replied with a smile: "I just remembered that the hotel seems to be able to help contact me. We will ride a dinosaur to the restaurant in a while. What do you think?"

"It's a good idea." After being mentioned by his girlfriend, Eddie Brock also became interested: "When I go back to write the manuscript, I can also write in my own experience."

"Please, after finally arriving at such a fun place, can't you change your mind? Stop thinking about your press release, okay? At least, don't mention that during these few days on the island." While complaining, Anne picked up another shirt with a ruffled collar: "Does it match like this?"

"Very good." Eddie Brock rubbed his nose angrily: "I listen to you. Except for the few hours tomorrow, I will never mention work matters again. Well, I promise. "