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When the outside world was in chaos, in upper Manhattan, near Hell's Kitchen, a thin girl hugged her stuffed bear tightly and hid in her bedroom.

She could hear the emergency news being played on the TV, and her guardian had just received a notice from the Avengers and left the apartment.

"Bear, do you think Sam will come back safe?"

"Would he meet a dangerous guy like that day?"

The girl was talking to herself to her stuffed bear. From the day she was brought home by Sam, she had been worried that Sam would suddenly disappear one day, and she would have nothing again.

"Clara, Sam will definitely come back."

"You have to believe him, he is a falcon."

The girl's name is Clara Priest, and she is playing with her stuffed bear, dubbing the stuffed bear with her own voice, and pretending that one person and one bear are having a conversation.

"yes……"

"He is a falcon, he will be fine..."

Clara stood up, opened the bedroom door, and walked to the kitchen with the stuffed bear.

A bottle of jam placed on the shelf was picked up by her little hands, along with a pot of cute succulents.

"Oh, Lillian, you're growing amazingly today too."

Clara was holding the jam in one hand and twisting the stuffed bear with the other hand. She picked up the succulent plant she named "Lillian" and observed it carefully.

Clara discovered that "Lillian" was growing faster and faster in the past few days. It looked like it was about to wither when she first brought it back to the apartment, but in just one month, some unknown flowers actually grew.

Clara still remembered that Falcon once said that this was a succulent called gem flower, which was native to Mexico. Falcon seemed to have done a lot of work on this succulent variety.

However, the abnormal growth that Falcon did not notice, Clara did.

She wholeheartedly thought that her daily "care" had made a difference.

"Lillian."

"It's time to care again."

Clara scooped out a spoonful of jam and spread it on the bread, stuffed it into her mouth, and then moved her calves to bring "Lillian" to the bedroom, like a wizard who was about to perform some dark ritual.

"Grow taller..."

"Lillian..."

Clara lay on the floor, holding "Lillian" in her hands, and whispered softly to "Lillian".

"Then there's the waiting time."

"Hahaha."

Clara smiled and opened the curtains to let the sunlight in. At the same time, she also closed the bedroom door, for fear that something would suddenly disturb the secret ceremony between her and "Lillian".

Then began a long wait. It was not until the emergency news in the living room ended that "Lillian" began to make some movements.

The unknown flowers bloom wider and wider to allow as much sunlight as possible to reach their body surface.

With the arrival of sunlight, "Lillian" began to perform photosynthesis, and her efficiency was extremely amazing. Within a few minutes, she produced a wonderful brown-yellow fruit, with the surface of the fruit covered with rugged and hard shells.

"Lillian worked hard today too."

Clara picked up "Lillian" and put it back to its original position, and walked to the living room holding the fruit.

She threw the fruit out of the window and watched it arrive on the lawn of the apartment's first floor.

"Bye-Bye."

Young Clara waved goodbye to the fruit, a gesture she had repeated over the past few days.

"Sam would be delighted if he found the lawn covered with Lillians."

"Because he likes Lillian the most."

Satisfied, Clara grabbed the stuffed bear and returned to the bedroom. She lay on her bed and imagined the day when the whole world would be covered with "Lillians".

"If one day comes, I hope Sam can take me flying in the sky again."

Clara recorded this wish in her colorful diary, which was her own secret.

However, what she didn't know was that the reason why Sam was so attentive to understanding the gem flower was because Clara only chose "Lillian" among the succulents. This was the first time in months that Clara showed her love for the gem flower. fondness for something.

Sam has always just wanted Clara to be happy, nothing more.

"hope……"

"Lillian, grow up quickly..."

Clara looked at the beautiful scenery on the horizon, and she gradually fell asleep, still talking about her innocent fantasies.

Little did they know that while Clara was sleeping, several heroes gathered in Stark Tower were suffering from strange pollen diseases.

"Gentlemen and ladies, these are the specific symptoms of hay fever."

"Currently, a guy named Waterman and Deadpool are curing patients infected with 'hay fever' in Best Hospital. Some heroes and volunteers who have not yet shown symptoms are transporting patients to other areas. Transport the patient there."

Stark's virtual projection appeared in the conference room, and Jarvis distributed the information to everyone through several flying robots.

"Our first priority now is to find the source of hay fever and eradicate it."

"Is it clear? Everyone?"

Stark's expression is very serious. He is currently dealing with weapons threats in other countries and also has to take care of the "hay fever" in New York City. He is really overwhelmed.

Fortunately, every member of the Avengers team cooperated with his work and left the meeting room with the information.

"'Hay fever'..."

"Oh, hey Falcon!"

Parker was studying the information in his hand and walked into the elevator with his head lowered. When he raised his head and was about to press the floor button, he found that Falcon, who was also an Avenger, was about to take the elevator.

"Hey, Spider-Man."

"Have you got any clues about 'hay fever'?"

Falcon greeted Parker friendly and held a cup of hot coffee.

"Not yet, but I can find some friends to help."

Parker thought of Daredevil and the Punisher. In his opinion, these two people have enough search capabilities and can play a certain role in eradicating "hay fever", but they are not recognized by most people as anti-heroes. He agreed, so he didn't tell Falcon who he was going to ask for help.

"Well then, good luck."

"Let everyone know if I find anything."

The elevator soon reached the first floor, and the hunter smiled and waved to Parker as he left. He was now in his daily attire, without his iron wings.

"Well, it will definitely happen."

Parker flicked out the webbing and swung out of the Stark Gate, heading towards Hell's Kitchen.

"Hey, is it Saitama?"

"How's the situation there?"

"The hospital has already vacated two floors for stretchers, right?"

While Parker was flying around the city, his cell phone rang. On the other end of the phone was Saitama who was in the hospital. The background was very noisy, and from time to time, Deadpool's tragic screams came out, which stung Parker's eardrums.

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