[Comprehensive British and American] Plague Meow

Natch yawned a little and fell asleep in Stark's arms.

The audience was silent, watching Stark carefully bring the kitten into the bedroom, put it on his bed, and skillfully pressed a sunken "nest" for it, allowing Naqi to curl up comfortably in it.

"I can't see, you still have the talent to shovel shit." Fury felt that this was not true.

Raising cats is very difficult. Not everyone can be a shit shoveler. Too much control or fiery personality are not suitable. It is very likely that you will not be able to coexist peacefully with cats.

It's okay to masturbate once in a while, but if they really live together, it's all kinds of mutual dislikes.

Fury can't keep a cat, and only the cat of the little monster can barely take care of it for two days.

Stark ignored him, turned around and started playing the video.

For them, it's too nasty to comfort each other warmly, so it's better to be more serious at work.

The monitoring efficiency of the Stark family is very high, and it is a high-definition in the true sense, which can be paused at any time and magnified ten times.

At this time, on the screen, you can see the kitten Nacky squatting on Stark's chest, and Stark, who is restrained by the belt, has no intention of resisting. In a very relaxed state.

The snowflakes that some old TVs only produced when the signal was poor began to flash, and the horizontal white lines and low-dumb broken noises were similar to "hissing and rattling" strange noises.

"I'm sure the data is fine." Stark frowned and began to check the equipment.

"Pay attention," Fury reminded him.

Stark turns to the frame, freezes completely for a moment, then seems to skip several frames, jumping straight to the moment when the reactor drops onto the tray and jingles.

It seems to be thrown gently by something, very precise, and then there is the link device.

Afterwards, the flesh and blood began to heal. In the picture of constantly cutting and jumping back and forth, the viewers could barely collect information. This repair started from the initial blood vessels, which were covered with flesh and blood layer by layer. How bloody, but with a weird artistic beauty.

Hawkeye took a sip of juice: "Should this be 13 or 18?"

"It looks like we still don't know what it does."

Natasha seems to be very interested in kittens, and she is still looking up cat raising strategies on her mobile phone, but this little favor does not prevent her from doing business and questioning Naqi.

"Is it the ability to necessarily affect circuit signals?

Or is it intentional? "

"If it did it on purpose," Stark was more partial, "it can directly refuse to shoot. Would I still refuse a life-saving operation because of this?"

"This is indeed a problem, maybe it doesn't know anything?" The US team was obviously neutral.

Most of the creatures on the magic side are ignorant of the science side, and some are outrageous as if they have their own natural EMP. When any electronic equipment comes to them, it can last a few seconds for a short time, or a few long ones. Hours later, they began to crash and go offline one after another.

Maybe Natch falls into this category too?

Maybe it doesn't know anything, doesn't know that there is surveillance, and doesn't want to sabotage their plans, but is simply incompatible with electronic equipment?

Natasha gave Stark a sympathetic look, and said: "Actually, not only have you used the computer next to this kitten, but you have been so close to it during this time, does it have any effect on your reactor? You What about the intelligent system? Can the entire 'Stark Tower' leave the word 'electronic'?"

The passive EMP on the magic side does not have a switch, and it can work for a while and not work for a while. Taking a step back, if this kind of "EMP" is controllable, it can only be said that Naqi turned it on at that time on purpose. switch.

Natasha also wants to protect the cute kitten, but she still has to be realistic when working.

Stark was choked so speechless, he took a breath and jumped away from the topic.

"Anyway, it helped me get this done, even a small reward doesn't matter? My life is worth more than this bloody video, right?"

"Tony, we're not targeting Nucky or you, we're simply trying to understand what's going on, to make sure it's safe, safe enough for all of us."

The US team explained patiently and was prepared for a quarrel afterwards.

This time, however, Stark didn't argue with him.

"As a bystander, you questioned my attending doctor immediately after my successful operation, yes, this is your business," Stark stared at Captain America dissatisfied, "but I, I can't, after being saved, Turning my head around and complaining about my savior. That's immoral to me."

He looked around at the people present.

"You can use my house to continue 'saving the world', but this time I will not participate."

After he finished speaking, he went to the bedroom.

Others present signaled to each other by looking at each other.

Iron Man looks really different, calm and calm, with a clear purpose in the whole communication, and there are no obvious logical jumps.

Natasha scolded Xiaoben.

"Not bad, I can give him a passing grade this time."

You must know that in the last evaluation, Stark's character, cooperation, empathy and other ratings were extremely low, and the risk rating range was only 0-9, otherwise Natasha would definitely give him a big negative sign.

"This is the power of the 'spiritual value' in Batman's mouth?" Captain America found it inconceivable.

Natasha spread her hands.

"After all, you don't have any troubles in this area."

These conversations taking place in the living room are accurately recorded by the Stark Tower system. As mentioned before, it is "high-definition" enough, and the audio is full and detailed, and any subtle changes in tone can be heard.

Stark wears headphones and monitors while stroking the cat in the bedroom.

"I am indeed much calmer. Think about it carefully. No matter what the quarrel is, there is no result. We used to have the Sunshine Road on one side and the single-plank bridge on the other." Stark felt that this was fine, as both sides were happy and at ease.

Naqi, who was half asleep and woken up by the stroke, raised his eyelids lazily and let out a "meow".

Soon, the people in the living room disbanded.

"They want you to treat another person."

With no monitoring target, Stark took off his thick earphones and talked about other things.

Hearing this, Naqi sat up and looked at Stark, seeming quite interested in it.

Stark hissed, and went to open the door after a while, and let Captain America in: "I think it would be better for the old Cap Popsicle to tell you." Then he stepped aside, but insisted on listening indoors.

The US team introduced itself to the cat solemnly: "I am Captain America, Steven Rogers."

Naqi lowered his head, indicating the words on his crow's mouth mask: "Meow."

As if to say "I'm Nucky".

Captain America was quite surprised by this, communicating with a cat was a novel experience for him.

"I have a partner who needs your help, Natch." Steven gestured at his arm and gestured at the shoulder, "His arm has been missing for many years, and the follow-up maintenance is not very good, you Can you still cure him? Like give him an arm or something?"

Speaking, Steven turned his head and glanced at Stark, before continuing: "And on the spiritual level, he also needs some help."

"He has been seriously injured, and his spirit and memory have been extremely destroyed. And we, we have no way to help him." Speaking of this, Steven was a little frustrated, and he took a breath of air, "After watching Tony After the case, I realized maybe you could help him."

"Meow." Naqi tilted his head slightly.

It looked at Stark, made a gesture, and Stark reacted in a daze, and handed over a tablet.

Then Natch started typing.

[I never do voluntary service. 】

"Of course, if there is anything I can offer, please let me know." Steven didn't plan to go whoring for nothing.

Natch flicked his tail slightly, as if thinking.

[They say you are a super soldier. 】

While thinking about when he "paid the bill", Stark distractedly watched their communication, and noticed the word "it", raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Excuse me," Stark raised his hand, "Can you tell me how to pay for my surgery first? I care about it very much, Stark doesn't pay for IOUs."

Natch turned to Stark.

[The energy reactor embedded in the body, you are the first case I encountered. 】

"..." Stark: "So that's the price?"

Natch nodded.

"So you want to tell him that in order to treat his comrades in arms, he needs to pay himself for your research?"

Natch nodded.

[I guarantee that the researched personnel will not be harmed at the physical level. 】

"I……"

"you shut up."

Stark interrupted Steven.

He stared at Naqi intently: "You just want to know how the reactor works in my body, how it works in harmony with me, and whether my body has made any changes to this, right?" After the kitten nodded again, Stark continued to ask: "But his serum is injected into the blood and acts on every cell. How can you figure it out? Do you need a scanner?"

[If every cell of him changes, I can peel off every cell to see. 】

"..."

It hurts just as it sounds.

"No physical harm, what about the spirit? What about the soul?" Stark asked again.

[The degree of mental damage is determined by the opponent's own willpower, and whether the soul is damaged is determined by the mental state.If the spirit enters the limit state, the soul will inevitably suffer a certain degree of damage. 】

Natch typed patiently. It seemed to like Stark very much and was willing to answer all his questions.

After reading these few lines of words, Stark silently patted Steven's upper arm, indicating that he would not care about it afterwards.

For the sake of his comrades-in-arms, he just wanted to prevent the old Popsicle from being cheated. However, no one can make the decision for Steven whether to "pay the bill" in the end.

Steven: "Deal."