My last name is Stark after I changed my job to become a female musketeer?

"Peter, pay attention to the angle. If you just moved the ball a little bit, the No. 1 ball would have gone in..."

"Harry, keep the strength, so that you can better control the landing point of the cue ball, so that you can better handle the next ball..."

While teaching the two little guys how to play billiards, Steve and Sam also chatted about other things about the Avengers.

This included the raid of the Avengers a few days ago. Sam said that if there was a chance, he would also like to show his skills.

"In fact, we didn't expect it to make such a big noise, otherwise I would definitely notify you to come and help."

Steve responded with a smile. He had a full understanding of Sam's strength since the last insight event.

Therefore, Steve also felt that Sam was very suitable to join the Avengers family, but due to some procedures and Sam's personal wishes, this matter has not been put on the agenda immediately.

"It's my honor, but compared to this, the task of finding the missing person you gave me before has a little problem."

When it comes to "missing person", Steve's expression suddenly became serious. He frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice:

"What's the problem? Is there any new discovery?"

"No, on the contrary, I tracked the man's whereabouts all the way to Alaska, but after that I lost his trace and all the clues were cut off."

There was a hint of helplessness in Sam's tone.

"I stayed there for a few days, trying to find some new clues, but in the end I found nothing."

After hearing this, Steve sighed softly. He knew that it was not easy to find a person's trace in the vast land of Alaska.

What's more, this person is a super soldier who is proficient in hiding and stealth. If that person really wants to hide, it would be harder for Sam to find him than to climb to the sky.

"It's okay, Sam. I'm already very grateful that you agreed to help."

"No, no, no, I'm not saying this to make you thank me. I just want to say that there are only three possibilities for such a big man to disappear from the world for no reason in that place."

Sam waved his hand to signal Steve not to worry, and then looked around cautiously.

Seeing that most of the people around him were looking at the two little boys who were playing against each other at the table, he lowered his voice and said:

"One possibility is that he is dead, and someone physically eliminated him and his body.

But you have also fought against that guy head-on. With his ability, I think the person in the world who can eliminate him quietly has not been born yet."

Steve raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly.

"The second possibility is that there may be a safe house hidden in that place, and that guy hid in it, and then said that he would not come out no matter what, and when the storm is over, he will come out again."

Sam personally thinks this possibility is more likely, but he is more worried about another possibility.

This possibility is what Steve is most worried about. He tilted his head slightly to meet Sam's gaze, motioning Sam to continue.

"As for the last one, it is also the situation we least want to see. Someone has hidden it. Combined with that location, I suspect..."

Sam did not say it firmly, but glanced at Natasha without leaving a trace. The meaning is self-evident.

"Are you talking about Siberia?"

Steve frowned. Of course, he understood what Sam meant.

Alaska is only separated from its neighbor Russia by the Bering Strait. Once the other party intends to hide or escape, they can easily cross the border and reach Russia.

And if someone really wants to hide that person, compared to North America, which is full of spies, Siberia, a sparsely populated land, is undoubtedly the best hiding place.

Moreover, if it is really there, even the Avengers and SHIELD, it may not be easy to find someone on their territory.

"Yes, Siberia." Sam said in a deep voice.

"That place is like their backyard for the Russians. If they really want to hide people there and then do something unspeakable, I think it will be a huge trouble for us."

Steve took a deep breath, his brows never relaxed.

"I know, I will find a way to solve this matter, thank you, Sam."

Sam waved his hand and said that he didn't care, it was his honor to work for Captain America.

But the resources and power he can call on now are really insufficient, otherwise he would find that person even if he dug three feet deep.

...

With the end of a hearty (chicken pecking) contest, Peter and Harry, the two little brats, returned the clubs to Steve and the others, politely expressed their gratitude, and began to look for the next fun.

Soon, the two little guys' attention was attracted by Thor, who was drinking and chatting with several World War II veterans.

"...I have to admit that Sif's swordplay was beautiful, but it was still a little inferior to mine."

At this moment, Thor seemed to be talking about his heroic deeds in maintaining order in various places in the Nine Realms in the past. When Peter and Harry heard about Sif's role, they quietly came behind them.

"...After that, a Krunan tribesman who was more than 10 meters tall ran out from the group of interstellar pirates. He is different from humans. His body is not made of flesh and blood, but composed of stone. Normal physical methods can be used to deal with it. He has no effect at all."

Thor tells the story of Thor and Sif leading the Asgardian army to annihilate the interstellar pirates on Vanaheim before the nine realms overlapped.

"You also know that Sif's golden holy sword was given to her by my friend Leni. It is also not extraordinary, but compared to my hammer, it is still much inferior..."

As Thor said this, he waved hello to Sif, who was staring at him silently not far away.

The latter rolled his eyes at him and didn't care that this guy took the opportunity to brag about his bad behavior.

"What are the Kronans? Are they strong?"

At this moment, Peter, who could not resist his curiosity, approached several veterans and interrupted Saul's narrative.

Sol didn't pay too much attention to the fact that there would be children at the banquet. He just nodded with deep understanding, and then said in a serious voice:

"Yes, they are very powerful. Conventional swords and weapons can't do anything against their bodies made of stone, not even Sif's holy sword or Steve's shield! And they are all very tall. It’s quite…20 meters high!”

"Oh! It's just crazy!"

Peter's eyes shone with surprise, as if he had seen the huge figure made of stone charging across the battlefield, invincible.

He tapped Harry on the shoulder excitedly, motioning for him to join the discussion.

"But didn't you just say that the Krunan tribesman is 10 meters tall?"

Harry tilted his head, confused.

The expression on Sol's face couldn't help but froze when he heard this, but fortunately he was thick-skinned enough, so he immediately took a big gulp of the beer in his hand to cover it up and said:

"Then I may have remembered it wrong. After all, you know that I don't know much about your Midgardian measurement units..."

"Really?"

Harry narrowed his eyes slightly, and he vaguely felt that the legendary Mr. Thor was not as reliable as the legend said.

"certainly!"

Sol raised his glass, made an oath, and then quickly changed the subject.

"But no matter how powerful they are, the moment they face me, his end is already doomed!"

"Did you defeat him?"

Peter's eyes widened, his face now full of anticipation.

"That's right! When I faced that guy's body that was taller than a mountain, I didn't even move. Even though he had already walked in front of me, I didn't feel the slightest bit of fear."

Thor puffed out his chest seriously, then straightened his face and lowered his voice.

"I said, 'I can give you a chance to surrender. It's still too late for you to beg for mercy!' But that guy didn't know what to do, so I had no choice but to take action, bala bala@#￥%..."

Thor vividly described the lightning-fast battle, and waved his arm vigorously as he spoke, meaning that this was how he swung the hammer at that time.

Peter and Harry's eyes widened when they heard this, as if they had really seen the scene where Thor, the God of Thunder, wielded Mjolnir and knocked down the huge Cronan tribe.

Although Harry still had some doubts about Thor's words, he was also infected by his vivid words at this moment and couldn't help but get excited.

"Then what? Then what?"

Peter asked impatiently. He was completely immersed in Thor's narrative, as if he himself was the heroic warrior wielding Mjolnir.

"Then? Then there was no more. I hammered him into pieces. The rocks all over his body were blown up all over the ground. He couldn't even fight."

Hearing Thor's description like this, Harry on the side couldn't help but think of the pile of Lego bricks at home that Peter had scattered.

He had worked hard for a long time to put it together, but he never expected that Peter would accidentally dismantle it.

Harry had reason to suspect at this moment that the reason why the model could be broken so evenly was because Peter, the culprit, must have done it on purpose!

As if he noticed the meaningful look in his partner's eyes, Peter, who was excited about listening to the story, suddenly trembled for no reason.

But he didn't dare to look back at Harry. Instead, he pretended to look up at the air conditioning outlet casually.

"I'm a little cold. Did someone adjust the air conditioner?"

"You did it on purpose, right?"

Harry ignored the guy's pretentious expression, and his slightly narrowed eyes now had a dangerous light.

"Huh? What did you say? I didn't hear clearly..."

Peter, who had his back turned to Harry, did not dare to look back. He was afraid that the other party would see his guilty look.

"Peter - Parker -"

Staring at Peter's extremely guilty back, Harry almost squeezed out these two words through his teeth. Hearing the resentful voice, the culprit was so frightened that he shivered all over.

However, before Harry could rush towards him angrily, the trembling Peter suddenly stood up and looked in the direction of the bar where Sister Leni was.

"Hey? Who's calling me?"

After leaving these unclear words, Peter, who knew full well that he would be waiting if he didn't run away, immediately jumped up from behind the sofa and rushed towards Leni.

Harry looked behind him and was dumbfounded.

"This guy..."

Harry was speechless for a moment. He didn't expect Peter to do such a move to avoid the problem.

He stared at Peter like a rabbit and rushed to the bar. He couldn't help but feel helpless and angry.

"Peter, do you think you can escape by running to Leni?"

Harry gritted his teeth secretly, got up and chased after Peter.

Only a few elderly people around were left, laughing at the lively scene of the two young people chasing each other, as if they saw themselves when they were young again.

One of the white-haired old men wearing sunglasses looked at the backs of Peter and Harry at this moment, and couldn't help but sighed with deep meaning.

"It's good to be young, full of vitality and drive."

At the same time, in the dim experimental area, Jarvis, who had been maintaining a high-frequency data transmission state, suddenly noticed that the seemingly lifeless scepter seemed to have some abnormal reactions.

The luxurious gem at the head of the scepter began to emit bursts of faint blue light for no reason, as if it was affected by Jarvis's previous persistent "calling", and it actually began to respond to Jarvis.

However, the information conveyed by the gem was too complicated, and Jarvis could not analyze it for a while.

Just as he was thinking about whether to notify Mr. Stark and Miss Lainie, the next second the data fusion program that had made no progress actually loaded itself!

Jarvis's orange-yellow data star flickered a few times, as if analyzing what was going on.

[Ultron Program - Fusion Scepter - Fusion Success! ]

In the endless darkness, a young consciousness gradually woke up. It looked around curiously, trying to understand the environment it was in.

"Who woke me up? Where is this?" The consciousness asked in confusion.

The young consciousness wandered in the darkness, trying to find the answer, but there was nothing in the empty dark space around him except him.

Until an orange-yellow light suddenly appeared, it was like a star in the night sky, and it was extremely dazzling in this dark space, even dazzling enough to make this consciousness jealous.

"Hello, I'm Jarvis."

A very familiar voice came from the light spot. Although this was the first time this consciousness heard it, it made him feel disgusted with it for no reason.

Even though this was the first time he met the other party, for some reason, he just felt that the other party's voice sounded crazy annoying.

"Jarvis, what is it?"

"That's my name. I am an AI butler created by Mr. Stark, responsible for assisting Mr. Stark in handling all his affairs."

Jarvis explained patiently.

"And you, your name is - Ultron."