I became a weirdo in Marvel

Chapter 192 A Real Dream (Daily 1000010000, Fifth Day )

On the plane about to fly to the British Empire, Steve sat in his seat with his eyes slightly closed.

Next to him sat a beautiful and heroic woman, who was Agent Sharon who accompanied him on the mission.

She tied her beautiful blonde hair into a high ponytail, which made her look more capable.

Sharon blinked her blue eyes like a clear spring, turned her head to look at Steve next to her, and said softly: "Captain, are you going to sleep for the next 8 hours and not talk to me?"

Steve exhaled lightly: "I'm just worried that I might encounter danger next, so I want to conserve my energy."

His voice was low and firm, revealing his inner caution and the importance he attached to the mission.

Sharon smiled slightly, with a hint of mischief in her eyes: "Captain, you are always so serious, you should relax occasionally."

There was a hint of teasing in her words, but more of concern.

She knew how strong Steve's sense of responsibility was and understood the pressure he felt inside.

Just then, Sharon was about to say something else when she suddenly heard a noisy quarrel at the door of the plane.

Her expression instantly became alert: "Captain?"

Steve opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and looked at Sharon. The two stood up in tacit understanding and walked towards the place where the quarrel took place.

Their movements were quick and orderly, as if it was an instinctive reaction.

"What happened?" Steve asked a flight attendant outside the crowd.

Although his voice was calm, it carried an unquestionable majesty.

"It sounds like a kid is saying something like we're all going to die and the plane can't take off. It must be a prank, right?" There was a hint of impatience in the flight attendant's tone, and he was obviously annoyed by this sudden situation.

"Prank?" Steve frowned even more.

If he had encountered such a thing seventy years ago, he might have thought it was a prank, but now that he has experienced so many mysterious events, his first reaction is that he has encountered a mysterious event again.

He used his hands to push aside the crowd blocking the way and walked to the front with Sharon, where he saw three half-grown children being pulled off the plane by several flight attendants.

One of the handsome boys was shouting, "Everyone, get out of here quickly! This plane is going to have an accident and everyone will die!"

His voice was filled with fear and despair, as if he foresaw some terrible fate.

Steve carefully examined the boy's expression and saw that he didn't seem to be lying. He quickly reached out to stop the men: "Stop!"

"Who are you?" A young-looking flight attendant looked at Steve and the other man unkindly, her eyes full of confusion and dissatisfaction.

Sharon's face darkened, she took out her ID from her pocket and showed it: "FBI, what happened here?"

The flight attendant was obviously shocked by Sharon's identity. Her expression changed slightly and her tone became respectful: "These kids are making trouble, saying that the plane will have an accident. We are dealing with it."

Steve squatted down, looked at the boy who was shouting, and asked gently: "Kid, tell me, why do you say that?"

There was a flash of fear in the boy's eyes, but he seemed to find some comfort in Steve's gentle gaze, and said in a trembling voice: "I, I have a premonition, I know this plane will have an accident, we have to leave here!"

Steve nodded, turned to Sharon and said, "We need to investigate further."

Sharon nodded and turned to the flight attendant: "Please calm down, don't take off for now, we need to confirm something."

Although the flight attendant was a little hesitant, under Sharon's pressure, she finally nodded and began to comfort the passengers.

Steve and Sharon took the children off the plane and into a quiet lounge.

Outside the lounge window, the sound of airplane engines is still roaring, but it seems particularly quiet here.

Steve and Sharon looked at each other and tacitly decided to find out what these kids were saying.

"Okay, my name is Steve and that sister's name is Sharon. What are your names?" Steve tried to slow down his voice and try to make the children relax.

The handsome boy seemed to calm down a little, took a deep breath, and answered: "My name is William. This is Jenny."

He held the little hand of the girl beside him tightly. The girl seemed a little scared, but William's handshake seemed to give her some comfort.

"Are you brother and sister?" Sharon asked gently.

"No, we are friends," William replied.

Jenny shook her head, bit her lip and said, “He’s my boyfriend.”

They're not adults yet, right?

Under Sharon's mischievous gaze, Steve shook his head helplessly.

The last remaining boy, a dull boy wearing glasses, took the initiative to say his name: "My name is Clark."

Steve nodded and looked at William: "So, William, why did you say that? Is this a prank?"

"No, this isn't a prank!"

William said excitedly, with a tremor in his voice: "I had a very real dream. In the dream, the plane suddenly crashed and everyone died!"

"So, it was just a dream?" Sharon tried to ease the atmosphere, but there was a hint of doubt in her tone.

"No, my dream is different!" William looked at Steve, hesitated for a moment, and said, "If I tell it, can you help keep it a secret?" Steve raised his eyebrows and said without hesitation, "Of course!"

Hearing Steve's assurance, William took a breath and said, "Actually, I have the ability to predict the future."

"Precognitive ability?" Sharon was surprised, but Steve remained calm. He had already had a similar guess.

"Well, I've had this dream many times, and everything in my dream has come true without exception."

"Could it be the so-called hippocampus effect?" Sharon tried to explain it scientifically.

"No, it's impossible!"

William retorted hastily, "I didn't believe it before, but my dreams are getting more real and clearer. Even after waking up, I still remember them clearly. How could this be fake? I really dreamed about things that will happen in the future!"

"I believe in William!"

Jenny held William's hand with her backhand and said firmly, "He told me about those dreams before, and they all came true. I think you shouldn't waste your time on us. Why don't you find someone to check the plane carefully?"

The dull boy named Clark also raised his hand: "I, I believe in William too."

After listening to the children's stories, Steve and Sharon looked at each other, and both realized that this might be more than just an ordinary prank.

"Okay, I'll ask the people at the airport to check the plane carefully. You just stay here for now." Sharon used her identity to ask the crew members to check the condition of the plane again.

The passengers who had originally boarded the plane were asked to go to the lounge and wait for the inspection to be completed. Although they were somewhat dissatisfied, their emotions gradually stabilized after being comforted by the crew members.

Many people were discussing in low voices in the lounge, and some even began to speculate whether something serious had happened.

The airport attached great importance to Sharon's warning and dispatched a professional investigation team to the scene.

They carefully checked every corner of the plane to make sure there were no suspicious devices or people, and even the instruments and equipment inside the plane were not malfunctioning.

Time passed bit by bit, and the members of the inspection team all looked solemn, as if they were confused about not being able to find the problem.

Just when everyone thought that their work was in vain, an inspector suddenly shouted: "There is a problem here!"

Everyone gathered around and found that a nut somewhere on the wing had fallen loose.

"If severe turbulence occurs at high altitudes, there will indeed be a major safety hazard. We have retightened the nut, and now there is no problem with the plane." The head of the inspection team found Steve and others and told them the results of the investigation.

Steve nodded: "Okay, thank you for your help."

"No, this is our job. We should be the ones thanking you for avoiding an accident for us."

"No need to thank me, you should thank him." Steve pointed at William, and William and the others smiled brightly.

Although the person in charge didn't know what had happened, he still expressed his gratitude to William and others.

"Thanks to you this time, otherwise we would have died."

Steve smiled and said, "The plane is fine now, we can board."

William hesitated for a moment and shook his head in embarrassment: "I'm still a little worried. Can we change the plane?"

"Of course it's no problem."

Sharon answered first: "Why don't we follow you and change the plane."

"Okay!" William and the other children all smiled with relief.

Sharon and Steve also breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at these children, they felt a sense of responsibility and mission that they had never felt before.

The new flight arrangements were quickly implemented and the airport provided them with the best service.

Steve and Sharon accompanied the children on board the new plane. This time, William finally showed a relieved smile on his face.

After the plane took off, the clouds outside the window gradually dispersed and the sun shone on everyone's face.

Steve looked at William and prayed silently in his heart, hoping that the journey would be safe.

On the other side, the plane that Steve and others were going to take finally took off after being delayed for two hours.

The passengers breathed a sigh of relief and looked forward to reaching their destination as soon as possible.

However, halfway through the flight, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds and thunder roared.

The atmosphere in the cabin suddenly became tense, and the passengers looked out the window one after another, their faces filled with anxiety.

At this moment, a dazzling flash of lightning streaked across the sky and struck the plane's engine.

A huge roar was heard, and the lights in the cabin went out instantly, followed by a violent vibration.

The flames spread rapidly and the temperature in the cabin rose sharply.

The plane turned into a blazing fireball in the air, and the flames illuminated the night sky red.

More than 200 passengers, including crew members, failed to escape the disaster and all died in the fire.

(End of this chapter)