Make money by selling your own photos?

Gwen hesitated a little. She had never thought about this before, but if you think about it carefully, superheroes are public figures. Public figures should make money by scanning their faces, and there seems to be nothing wrong with it...

For a moment, Gwen was really a little moved. She just came to this world and thought about how to go home, but now she has slowly begun to accept her situation. She had to consider the possibility that she would never be able to go back, so how to survive in this new world has become the top priority.

First of all, she urgently needs to make money.

I have to say that Jessica's proposal is actually quite tempting to her, but she always feels that relying on her superhero to make profits is not a little bit unconscionable... (Spider-Man:???)

After thinking about it, Gwen finally shook his head: "No, this is not the meaning of me doing this in the first place. For me, it is not just an identity, but also a symbol of extraordinary significance. I don't want to link this to money, so..."

As soon as she said this, a chill from the bottom of her heart suddenly rushed up to her back - it was not a spider sensing, the premonition had not reached the level of "danger", but it had already made her feel extremely bad.

Gwen turned his head and stiffly saw that the restaurant owner had stood behind her at some point, with an expression on his face... Anyway, it was absolutely unrelated to "friendliness".

Gwen suddenly realized that she was still working hours, but now she was sitting at the dining table with her legs raised and chatting with Jessica for a long time. She also realized that she was late twice for preventing robbery and catching thieves and other matters, and she was absent from work once. The boss scolded her and said that she would fire her next time.

If the boss was as angry as before, it would be a trivial matter. What's worse is that the boss only put on the "Sima face" with the standard this time and said calmly: "You have been fired."

Gwen: "..."

A few seconds later, Gwen, who had just been cut off from his source of income, turned to Jessica: "That, the photo... can we talk about the price?"

Jessica: "..."

What? Symbols and meanings? Is that important to make money to fill your stomach?

Conscience? What is that? How much does it cost per pound?

......

After getting off work, Richard went to Aunt Lin's house as planned, and also carried a bag of gifts to express his condolences.

Although Richard had heard of the existence of vampires in Marvel, he had never seen them with his own eyes. He was also a little curious about vampires, and he also wanted to see what the people bitten by vampires would become.

Aunt Lin was so excited that she almost burst into tears when she saw him, so she hurriedly invited him into the house.

"I'm going crazy if she doesn't eat or drink these two days." Aunt Lin's face was exhausted. "The hospital examination said that she was healthy and had no problems. We told the police that they only laughed... Everyone would only regard Chloe's words as a joke, and no one would want to believe us. It was like mentioning the word "vampire", and everyone thought they were playing tricks..."

"Cathy believes, and I'm willing to believe it," said Richard.

Aunt Lin smiled with relief: "Thank you, you are a good guy. I knew it when I first met you. You have a newspaper and you have a great influence. Maybe you can talk about it in the newspaper, and maybe someone will pay attention to it."

"I will," said Richard.

Aunt Lin walked to her daughter's bedroom and knocked on the door: "Chloe, are you there? It's Mr. Li from Planet Daily that I mentioned it to you. Do you remember? You kept saying you want to meet?"

There was silence in the room, without any resounding.

"Chloe?"

Aunt Lin knocked on the door twice, and then gently pushed open a crack in the door.

Then she was frightened by the sight she saw.

What appeared in front of the two was a scene that was not enough to describe accurately as the word "mess". They saw the open wardrobe opened drawers, and the clothes torn by torn books were thrown all over the floor in a mess. The bed was even more unsightly, and the sheets were violently torn apart, and the cotton wool flew all over the room. Even if ten pickpockets entered the room one after another, they would probably not be more messy.

"I'm here, mom."

Chloe Lee came out of the shadow behind the door. Her face was pale and her lips were dry as if they were about to crack. Her uncombed hairstyle made Richard subconsciously think of Jessica's look at home.

Chloe may have been an 80-year-old beauty, after all, her facial features with mixed Eastern and Western blood can add a lot of points. But now her image has nothing to do with beauty no matter what, and she exudes a gloomy like a ghost.

She looked abnormal. For some reason, Richard felt a sense of repulsion in his heart when he saw her, just as light rejected darkness.

"Chloe?" Aunt Lin was stunned, "What's wrong with you?"

Chloe's eyes fell on Richard.

"Mr. Li, I'm very sorry...but I'm so hungry."

The girl took action, as fast as a vanishing afterimage. She stretched her right hand, her five fingers spread out and grabbed Richard's face. The whirlwind made the room full of paper and cotton wool.

Aunt Lin was standing between the two, but she didn't see clearly what was happening in the room. She felt that it seemed like a figure flashed in a daze in front of her. When she came to her senses the next second, Chloe had already flew out like a broken kite, smashing the wardrobe behind her in half.

Logically speaking, the fall was so fierce that it should be a serious injury to ordinary people, but the girl jumped up immediately like nothing happened, roared in a low voice, and showed off two sharp and sucking blood-sucking fangs.

Even if she was slow, Aunt Lin realized that her daughter was seriously abnormal. She stood there in fear and couldn't speak at all. Richard walked forward slowly and said lightly: "You'd better step back a little next."

The blood-sucking girl roared and rushed forward again. Her eyes were covered with blood, and her desire for blood was written. Richard sideways to avoid this pounce, raised his hand to pull out the trustee of evolution, and white light lingers faintly around the rod-shaped transformer, slashing towards the girl's neck like a sharp blade.

The moment the evolution trustee stored in the sheath slashed the girl's neck, the surging light energy poured into the girl's body like a torrent. The darkness in her body seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, screaming and being dispelled. Chloe's body trembled violently, screamed sharply and strangely, and his body fell on the floor, like a puppet being cut and pulled from a thread.
Chapter completed!