[Comprehensive British and American] Plague Meow

"You know? This looks like a giant figure." Stark complained.

This is a completely transparent can, with top and bottom, it feels like a transparent acrylic cabinet made by hand, and Loki inside does not move much, maintaining a chin-touching posture, looking up at the top.

Stark's gaze moved upwards, and it was Nucky who had taken the new heights.

It is licking its paws.

"The scenery is nice." Loki muttered.

Stark:? ? ?

Stark:! ! !

"Come down, baby!" Stark hurriedly called after reacting, stretching out his hands to try to meet the little black cat, "Don't show him your meat pad."

Natch, who was sticking out his tongue and licking his paw seriously, looked down at the two-legged beast.

The little black cat's meat pads are pink and soft as if they haven't touched the ground. When pressed against the transparent glass, it looks like a small crystal jelly, and the PulingPuling glistens.

Of course, Tangtang Cthulhu doesn't have the weakness of dying if he doesn't suck cats, but if so, why not do it?

"It doesn't mind itself, where do you get so many opinions? Right? Natch."

Loki squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at the little black cat above with a playful look, as if he was looking at a perfect handicraft.

Its body is short-haired, but the hair on its belly is a little long, and it sticks to the tip of the tongue when licked. It must be soft and velvety to the touch, and warm. It is especially suitable for lying in the nest in winter. .

Naqi looked down at him, ignored him, and continued to lick his fur.

"What kind of monster are you coming to Earth this time? Be honest, or that black bat will come over in a while." Stark made a thumping movement with his hands, more like a bird than a bat.

Loki seemed amused by him, and told him with a smile: "That bat won't come, he's busy."

This is what happened again.

"No, it has nothing to do with me this time, it's just that I passed by Gotham and heard something interesting." Then Loki didn't want to continue talking, just smiled, and looked like he was thinking about it.

Gotham is not peaceful recently?

Stark thought about it and felt that this logic was wrong.

When will Gotham ever be at peace?

There are no small things in Gotham, which is why it is difficult to care about. Every time something happens, it is explosive news. Over time, people start to get skinny, and there is a kind of indulgent impulse to do whatever they like.

Only that bat can keep staring at Gotham.

Stark chooses to think about what to have for dinner.

"Honey, I'm hungry."

Naqi jumped out of the transparent jar with a "meow", and led ZKR to the kitchen with catwalks. Loki's expression in the jar was a little distorted.

"Are you poor enough to enslave a kitten to cook for you?"

"Slavery? No, this is... hiss!" Stark was about to say something when Jeff bit his shoe. Although he didn't bite through it, he somehow felt a piercing pain, and instantly exploded a piece of chicken skin Pida, I forgot the words I wanted to say just now, and changed my words: "Proof of friendship."

Loki looked like he was looking at a fool.

The task of guarding Loki was temporarily handed over to the Faceless Owl, and the smart butler would assist in the management. There was no need to worry too much, and Thor would come over soon.

It was Steven and Bucky who arrived one step earlier. The two entered the hall one after another, just in time for dinner.

There is a roast suckling pig on the table, and the aroma can be smelled from a distance. There are many plates in front of everyone. The most recognizable ones are Tabasco and cheese, as well as tomato sauce and garlic sauce, and meat dishes. Ye is also easy to understand, and some other things that are a little strange in Steven's eyes also appeared.

For example, some unknown salty-sweet brown sauce, and even a small dish...

"Is this white sugar?" Steven showed a puzzled expression.

Natch took the initiative and ate it with thinly sliced ​​crispy skin dipped in sugar.

Stark saw that the little black cat's beard was stained with sugar, and leaned over to wipe it carefully. Natchy's tongue was still licking because of inertia, cleaning the tip of the nose and beard one by one.

"Meow~"

No one could refuse Naqi's proposal cruelly, even if this way of eating was a bit strange for them.

ZKR is also very good at learning, but it only has a tongue that can stick out from the side, which is very inconvenient. Bucky simply cuts the meat himself and feeds it with a spare knife and fork.

Stark quickly turned to the embrace of sweets, falling in love with the combination of crispy skin and sweetness, while Steven and Bucky were more traditional and still preferred ordinary barbecue with sauce.

ZKR secretly finished licking Bucky's plate of cheese, stretched his tongue, and was eager to try it towards Steven, but found that Jeff was not reserved at all, he had already got into Steven's white sugar plate, and used hamster dumpling Filling up the entire little dish, trying to disguise itself as the mochi that was supposed to be in the dish.

Stark scooped it up with a spoon, just enough to fill it up, and shook it slightly, the soft liquid ball was dipped in a little white sugar, and then wobbled.

"Tsk tsk, you should lose weight."

This inappropriate remark was exchanged for Jeff's crazy chatter, but the little hamster's soft liquid belly got stuck in the spoon, and under Stark's vicious jolting, Jeff tried several times but failed to get it out. Himself.

"Jie jie jie jie!" Stoke you to death!poke you to death!

Stark, amused by it, poked its little head with his finger.

After eating and drinking, Bucky went to tidy up ZKR's kennel. The owl's nest didn't need to be cleaned up, but the hamster's nest needed to be changed occasionally. Jeff must have poked the inside into a mess again.

In this gap, Steven found Naqi lying on the edge of the balcony basking in the moonlight.

"The inspection doesn't need to be done at 23:59, does it?" He rested his elbow on the edge of the balcony, looking at the bright lights outside.

From the top of the Stark Tower, you can look down on the whole of New York, and you can see all the eccentricities and busy traffic, and you can also see the dark neon lights of Gotham and the golden lights of the metropolis.

Steven narrowed his eyes, admiringly, like a traveler confused by this era.

Naqi, who was lying on the edge of the fall, whispered softly, got up and approached him with staggered steps, first tried to sniff with his probe, and then got closer.

It jumped onto Steven's shoulder, almost touching Steven's face with the tip of his nose.

"Will it hurt?" Steven asked a question as if casually.

Natch thought for a while, nodded and shook his head.

It will hurt, but I will take it easy.

Natch decided so.

It must be gentler to a two-legged beast that is still alive than it is to treat a dead body, and this point is still clear to Nucky, after all, it has already done inappropriate things with Batman.

Natch doesn't want the same thing to happen a second time.

However, Steven didn't seem to care too much, and asked if he needed an operating room. Naqi realized that the two-legged beast wanted to avoid his companions. After thinking about it, he climbed up the balcony along the pipe. One floor, reaching the location belonging to the roof.

The ceiling on the top floor of Stark Tower is very high, with a height of two floors. After standing firmly, Naqi turned his head and looked down, looking at Steven, as if asking him if he could come up.

Steven didn't wear a shield, he jumped up with a smile, then ran two quick steps, stepped on the wall and kicked up, like a swift cheetah, he jumped up, grabbed the edge of the roof, and pulled himself up After a little distance, he used the elbow of the other hand to help fix it, then stepped on the wall and kicked again, and the whole person climbed up.

Natch was waiting for him up there.

The little black cat's shiny fur and slender whiskers shimmered in the moonlight, and there seemed to be a dark abyss in those golden eyes.

"Meow." Naqi called out in a low voice.

Steven was looking down at the time, it was past eight o'clock, and Bucky usually went straight to the shower after changing the hamster, and it was unlikely that he would notice that he was missing for a while.

This time is just right, because there is no need to rush, Steven's spirit is very relaxed.

Soon he felt waves of strange trance coming at him, jostling his spirit, and then the world began to tilt, turn upside down, and finally starlight covered his eyes, and that's when Steven Realizing that he had fallen, he was lying on his back on the concrete ceiling.

It turns out that starlight also has a yellowish color and a pure white color.

Steven froze.

Then he raised his eyelids and tried his best to look up, and saw Naqi pacing over. The little black cat looked down at him without blinking. It was full of crystal clear silver-blue light, full of excitement and expectation.

Steven was amused by how emotional Natch was.

He wanted to laugh, and he did, but he quickly saw from the refraction in Naqi's pupils that his face was not smiling, and the nerves did not reflect the commands of the brain, so the muscles did not move, and he could not laugh .

Natch cut most of the connections.

This can effectively prevent unnecessary pain transmission.

The black mist filled the air.

"Generally speaking, I will let the operated person fall into a deep sleep, but your body has been modified too interestingly. I hope to complete this anatomical analysis while you are awake. Please rest assured, as I promised, never There is no physical harm in any sense."

In the black mist, the crow-billed humanoid was looking down at Steven.

Its eye sockets are round lenses, its face is a leather-like crow mask with long sharp beaks, and its fingernails are slender and sharp, which can be used as needles or knives.

Steven felt great pressure, a kind of erosion from the spirit.

He heard the sound of Naqi's paws rubbing lightly, which was a bit like a metal texture, but also a bit rough.

Natchy's claws made a grinding sound and poked the tip into his chest.

That's when Steven began to realize that something was wrong, and he realized that he could feel the touch, but there was no real pain.

The physical sensation is hard to describe. After eliminating the simple pain, the whole world began to fall into madness and twisted. It seemed that there was nothing that could not be tried. For a moment, he even wanted Naqi to cut out his heart out of curiosity. , they can play together.

No, this is not normal.

Steven had to remind himself again and again to resist the crazy flames.

Starting with the liberation of the cortex, his flesh and blood began to touch the air, and there was no fishy smell. This seemed to be a story from another dimension. There was no blood here, only the reality of everything being opened.

This is followed by direct exposure of blood vessels and nerves.

As Nach said, it seems to spread out every cell in Steven, dissecting the differences of these cells bit by bit, and separating the changes brought about by the infused potion.

When the sharp claws slid over the edge of the nerve, Steven could even feel his body twitching, showing some kind of nerve reflex.

The crow-billed humanoid sighed in surprise and praised in a low voice.

"Very well, you did a great job."

The next thing Steven felt was the dizziness and pleasure of being released down the spine.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels who fed the reserve food between 7.1~7.10~

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