Bring Dragon Ball to Marvel

In a short moment, just as Saint said, the figures of seven sled dogs with different types and characteristics soon appeared in front of Jerry Shepel's eyes in a running posture. He immediately opened his legs and rushed forward with the same madness, shouting loudly in his mouth the names of these sled dogs: "Maya Max Truman Dewey Shadow Buck"

It has to be said that the sled dog team belonging to Jerry Sheppell has extremely rich racial diversity. If mixed blood is included, the eight dogs are divided into five categories. Not only do they have the same pedigree as the "Three Sled Dogs" Of course, the most popular sled dogs, the Huskies, and the Greenland dogs, which have the most distinctive wolf characteristics, are also included.The big stupid Alaskan, the second stupid husky, and the third stupid Samoyed.

Maya, the alpha of the dog group, is a hybrid of two races. The Samoyed bloodline gives her the most beautiful fur among the dogs, and the Greenland dog bloodline gives her the richness of the wolf tribe. With a wild aura, it is no wonder that as a female, she firmly occupies the position of leader of the dog pack.

Unlike the other sled dogs that rushed towards Jerry Shepel, Maya did not join in the fun. She held a bitten seabird in her mouth, passed the dogs, and came to Yin Sheng, who was standing still. In front of Te and Colleen Wen, he placed the white seabird with blood-stained feathers in front of the mouth of Old Jack, who was too weak to stand up.

This is how I survived

Because Saint showed an expression of sudden realization, he couldn't help but feel a sense of respect in his heart. It's easy to imagine how difficult it is to catch a seabird with wings. It not only requires superb hunting skills, but also a superb wolf. Using group tactics, it is obvious that all eight sled dogs are still alive and well, probably in large part thanks to Maya as the leader.

If that was all, Saint would not be so emotional. More importantly, seabirds are flying creatures after all. Even on the Antarctic ice sheet where there are no high branches to inhabit, the chance of a dog group successfully catching prey would certainly not be too high. High, and even though food was severely lacking and she couldn't even fill her stomach, Maya still never forgot her companions. Faced with this unyielding loyalty, she would quickly develop empathy for anyone else.

This is an amazing dog, she has everything an alpha should have.

Saint knelt down and stretched out a palm to Maya. Facing him, a stranger, of course Maya didn't show any affection, but she also didn't make any intimidating behavior like baring her teeth and roaring. He bowed his head and expressed his surrender to him.

Although animals do not have advanced intelligence, their simple thoughts give them a much keener perception than humans. At the same time, Maya sensed danger and kindness in Saint. It is self-evident why she behaved this way.

Since Saint was not a real dog lover, the emotion came and went quickly. After touching Maya a few times, he stood up without any regrets and came to Jerry Shepel, who was still playing with a group of sled dogs. In front of him: "Now that everyone is happy, it's time to go back. This is not a pleasant place."

"Thank you, thank you so much. Without you, I definitely wouldn't have been able to arrive in time. I really don't know how to thank you."

Only then did Jerry Shepel realize that he should have thanked Saint a long time ago. Without his and Colleen Wing's help, there would be no happy ending. Not to mention that if it had only come a little later in the night, the old man Jack must have died. He has long been accustomed to being fed by humans and has a serious lack of experience in wild survival. It is impossible for a group of dogs to survive in this restricted area of ​​life close to the South Pole. If he persists for a long time, there will only be continuous attrition. situation, and eventually the entire army was annihilated.

"You're welcome, helping people in need is my original intention when I founded the shelter."

Saint nodded casually and opened the portal to New York resolutely: "Let's go first, this is not the place to talk."

For things like space portals that go against common sense, other sled dogs such as Old Jack and Maya, except for the inability to move and could only be manipulated by others, showed extreme vigilance and uneasiness until Jerry Shepel calmed them down. Maya, the alpha, and the dogs timidly traveled through the past one by one under her call.

On the other side of the portal is the gate of the Golden Sanctuary. These sled dogs are dogs, yes, but they do not have the "dog tags" of "professional counterparts". If you enter the walled park rashly, you will obviously be magicked. The puppet's focused fire attack.

Since the unveiling by Saint himself, the most indispensable thing at the gate of the shelter is the group of reporters. What greets the return of the three people and eight dogs is the instigation of various media.

so many people

Because Saint moved his eyebrows in surprise, it was not surprising that there were reporters stationed there. There was such a big fight and it was like a press conference, but something was wrong.

Unless, this is a press conference.

Saint turned his head thoughtfully and looked at Colleen Wen, who had a calm expression: "You did it."

"Before departure, I told the public relations department."

Colleen Wing shrugged: "It would be a pity to miss such a good publicity opportunity."

"This really surprised me."

Saint shook his head deliberately: "Don't get me wrong, I mean, you learned to think like a CEO so quickly."

"It's not forced by you."

Kelin Wen rolled her eyes: "I am also very desperate to see such a rogue hands-off shopkeeper."

""

Because Saint was speechless, he left decisively: "Since you have already prepared, I will leave this place to you. It's over. Remember to leave Jerry Shepel here. I'll ask him something."

After that, no matter whether Colleen Wen Tong agreed or not, Saint disappeared directly in front of her with billowing black smoke.

"What did I just say?"

Colleen Wen curled her lips and muttered to herself in the air: "Hands off, shopkeeper."

After the press conference, Saint was notified by Colleen Wing and approached Jerry Shepel, who was a little confused.

"You said before"

Because Saint didn't show off, he got straight to the point, a question that would have seemed a bit inappropriate if asked before: "Half a month ago, the reason why you failed to avoid the snowstorm in time was because of an NSF scientist. We must look for a mysterious meteorite somewhere infinitely close to the South Pole.”

"That's right."

Jerry Schepper, whose main job is an adventure guide and his second job is a dog trainer, nodded very simply. Facing Saint, who was a great benefactor to him, he had no intention of keeping the scientist's secret. He said with some complaints: "Before he appeared at the research station, he acted mysteriously. Even the survey location reported to the NSF was a smoke bomb deliberately released, and was not the same as where he actually wanted to go. , it was completely the opposite direction, causing me to waste a full two weeks to survey a completely wrong location. It was precisely because of lack of preparation that various accidents occurred on the road, and in the end I had to evacuate hastily."

"So, did he find what he was looking for?"

"found it."