"Mm-hmm," Lin Feng replied perfunctorily.
Little Morgan's matter was over. Regardless of whether Morgan knew, it was much better than staying in the original zombie universe.
"I say, your wedding, and Little Morgan's birthday won't be on the same day, will they?" Lin Feng plucked another blade of grass and put it in his mouth, suddenly thinking of this.
Don't say, this plant grown by energy, when put in the mouth, has a very rich grass scent. Lin Feng inexplicably liked it a bit.
"No, Morgan's birthday is in the middle of the month, and the wedding will be at the end of the month."
"Little Morgan's birthday party, bring your two over?" Tony issued another invitation.
He and Lin Jili and Martina were old acquaintances.
Lin Jili's body was crafted by Dr. Helen, whom Tony had sought out.
As for Martina, he was more familiar with her. Although Transformers had a legion, it was more secretive than the symbiote legion.
However, Tony's original intention was to celebrate Little Morgan's birthday alone, as a family, with some friends.
But at Pepper's reminder, Tony finally decided to hold a birthday banquet for Little Morgan.
"By the way, there will be many people at this banquet. I will announce on the spot that Superman will become Little Morgan's godfather. What do you think? Or according to your customs, call him a 'godfather'?"
This issue had been mentioned last time.
For Lin Feng and Tony, neither godfather nor adopted father could limit their care or relationship with Little Morgan.
For them, the title was irrelevant; the relationship was already established. But for the outside world, this was a signal.
Morgan Stark, Iron Man's daughter, with Superman as her godfather.
If you want to use Morgan to deal with Iron Man, first think if you can escape Superman's notice.
"Okay," Lin Feng responded. He knew Tony's intention but didn't care.
Little Morgan was indeed lovable, and Lin Feng was the one who brought her to this universe. Logically, if Tony hadn't accepted her, Lin Feng would have taken her back to his own home for Susan to raise.
However, that was impossible. Tony would not abandon Little Morgan.
"Just this time, let Martina see if she can transform your spaceship into a silicon-based life form."
Last time they went on a trip, Martina couldn't change something that big yet.
But now, with Lin Jili's assistance, Lin Feng felt it was highly possible.
"That would be great," Tony said with a smile.
If the spaceship could really be turned into a Transformer, his space journeys would be much more convenient and comfortable.
After chatting for a while longer, Lin Feng got up to find Xi Xing.
His good brother Tony was getting married, so he naturally had to give him something.
Tony was Lin Feng's closest friend in the Marvel universe. They were the type of people who helped each other, although Lin Feng contributed more.
But he didn't mind, mainly because Tony didn't have much to offer.
Sometimes, caring too much would spoil the taste of things.
He hadn't decided what to give yet, but he remembered promising Tony he would get him some Star-clan brewed liquor.
It was opportune. Next month was Little Morgan's birthday, and Tony and Pepper's wedding. Lin Feng planned to get a few cases.
A good brother's banquet should naturally be extraordinary!
Arriving at a temporary structure, Lin Feng politely knocked on the door.
"Come in!" Xi Xing's voice came from inside.
Pushing the door open, Xi Xing was the only one in the room, sitting on the sofa, holding a small notebook and writing something.
Lin Feng walked straight over and sat beside Xi Xing.
"Where's Natasha? Did you finish talking?"
Xi Xing stopped her writing and looked at Lin Feng. Lin Feng noticed the excitement in her eyes.
"Yes, Natasha went to her room to pack."
"Do you want to see her? She's next door."
Natasha chose the temporary structure next to Xi Xing's, making communication between them more convenient.
"Let her pack first. What are you writing?" Lin Feng curiously pointed at the small notebook.
There were some symbols on it that he couldn't understand, which he assumed were unique Star-clan characters.
"You mean this? Natasha taught me a lot of things, so I'm taking notes," Xi Xing said with a happy smile.
Her recent conversation with Natasha had been very beneficial. She wished she could have continued talking with Natasha indefinitely.
Fine, Lin Feng shrugged, indicating he wasn't interested.
He suspected that the Star-clan's talent was all focused on appearance. Xi Xing, after wandering the universe for so long, still needed Natasha to teach her some things? For a moment, Lin Feng didn't know where to begin his complaints.
However, it was precisely because of this that Lin Feng had agreed to Natasha coming to the Star-clan.
Closing the notebook, Xi Xing asked, "What is it? Is there something you need?"
Lin Feng nodded. Of course, there was.
"That liquor you gave me last time, can you brew it now?"
Hearing Lin Feng mention it, Xi Xing smiled slyly.
"How is it? After drinking it, do other liquors taste like plain water?"
Her eyes sparkled with amusement, and her tone was full of pride.
This proud demeanor completely stumped Lin Feng.
She usually had a slightly cold, mature demeanor, but when it came to things she made, her personality became livelier.
This reminded Lin Feng of a word: split personality...
But this was also good. Xi Xing was serious when she needed to be, and relaxed when she could be.
Being able to brew such a thing was indeed something to be proud of.
"Oh, yes, yes, yes, you're absolutely right."
"So Elder Xi Xing, can you brew it now?" Lin Feng chuckled, playing along with Xi Xing.
What else could he do? Their own silly and cute clansman, if he didn't spoil her, who would?
Xi Xing nodded, greatly pleased.
"Now, it should be possible to brew it."
"However, the raw materials for the type you drank last time haven't matured yet, so I can only brew ordinary liquor."
"But even ordinary liquor is excellent enough. I told you about it last time."
The raw materials on the planet were inexhaustible. The reason they hadn't started brewing was that the young ladies from the Star-clan's living department were still adapting to their current lives and working on modifying suitable tools.
For example, the very effective healing potion Xi Xing mentioned last time required a specific method to produce.
It involved carving a large hole in a dwarf tree called a "life stake," then crushing the raw materials for the potion, mixing them with juice, and pouring them into the hollow.
The life stake was very resilient; it would heal its wounds in a short period. As it healed, the potion ingredients would absorb the life stake's unique energy, thus transforming into the healing potion required by the Star-clan.