The world needs more heroes

Philomena left the area that belonged to Kara by default after Athena informed her that Kara had ended her probation. Taking advantage of the fact that her own area was still quite free today, she went home and changed her clothes, and then prepared Go to the store to buy daily necessities.

Philomena is old enough to take a driver's license test, but instead of learning to drive, she takes the bus or subway to a hypermarket a few stops away to make purchases.

Anyway, she just needs to find a corner where no one is around, and she can teleport home with a few big bags of things, and then use the black shadow to erase the image of herself on the monitor afterwards.

She is very familiar with this matter. Indeed, in the eyes of ordinary people, such a disguise is foolproof. In fact, Philomena has never received professional training in anti-tracking skills, so she has no idea that she has already been captured by others. To be watched.

Just when Philomena closed the door of her house and walked towards the store a few stops away with her wallet in her pocket, someone in a tall building was already following her every move.

"Sure enough." Tony Stark shook his head while holding a cold cup of coffee: "This girl's anti-tracking awareness is really not good ─ ─ Butler, where is that kid Peter?"

"Tracking Peter Parker." The voice of the artificial intelligence butler sounded, and the gentle British accent paused for two seconds: "The target is catching robbers next to Midtown High School in Queens."

Tony raised his eyebrows, did not speak, and slid his fingers across the screen on the tablet in front of him again.

Knowing that there is an extremely powerful hacker behind this organization, people who are good at changing their thinking will naturally think of a detour. Obviously, no matter how powerful the hacker of this organization is, this girl—Philomina Olson— The class of anti-tracking awareness is definitely zero.

It didn't take too long for Tony Stark to lock Philomena's identity. Of course, this was because Peter insisted on looking for Philomena, but when the girl disappeared out of thin air, it was an accident. Tony's attention.

He didn't tell anyone about Tony's suspicion. Instead, he took the rest of his work time to check his identities one by one.

The man with the mustache pulls a rolling task chair and sits down slowly with the cup of coffee.

What is shown on the screen at this moment is Philomena who is being secretly tracked by the robot, and the blurry video next to Philomena's image.

The silver-white visor has the texture of cyberpunk, and the semi-omninic ninja is slowly retracting the threat around his waist. The sharp green edge just cut through the air half a second ago, smashing several submachine guns into corpses .

The gangster with the gun is lying down and howling in the picture. Several arms that were cut off by Qi Gen are scattered on the ground. The blood gushing out makes it obvious that they have all been cut to the main artery. He bled to death.

The female ninja with the knife turned around slowly on the spot, and even Tony who was watching the video could feel the evil spirit on her body, as if it was going to pass through the screen sharply.

The female ninja walked to the side of the gunman who was already weak due to the rapid blood loss, and touched something from his waist and abdomen.

It looked like a machine. When the female omnic ninja threw the thing on the ground, the machine opened automatically, and golden light gushed out of the machine, just like the battle of the fall of Superman. At that time, the nano-bioremediation technology used by Angela Ziegler.

In less than a second, the blood on the several gangsters who fell to the ground and were already marching towards death in the picture has stopped, and the wounds are even slowly healing.

When Tony zoomed in on the video, he even vaguely felt that the severed cuts of those people were growing severed limbs.

How can this be?

The film ends five seconds after the mechanical device is put down, the golden healing energy no longer gushes out from the machine, it seems that five seconds is the maximum limit, the female ninja in the screen bends down to retract the machine, and the next second " Shua!" disappeared.

And when the playback of this video ended again, Tony sat down and began to meditate.

He never took his eyes off Philomena and the Overwatch agent calling himself Genji.

"Genji."

Philomena, who hadn't realized that her secret identity might be exposed due to her carelessness, was standing at the exit of the hypermarket, pursing her lips and looking very unhappy.

The big and small bags in her hand had already been picked up, and the girl frowned: "I'll go back by myself."

"The things you bought weigh more than ten kilograms, right? It will take a long time to get back to the apartment from here." The robber on the way was Richard Grayson who just drove from Bludhaven to the Metropolis.

The hard-working little policeman just wanted to buy some cereal and milk in the mall, and happened to meet Philomena who was out for a big purchase.

When the young man saw Philomena, the girl had a lot of bags in her hands, but she didn't seem to mention that it was very difficult.

With the idea of ​​helping the awkward neighbor, Dick stopped Philomena and proposed to send her home.

Filomena strongly protested.

However, it was useless, probably because indifferent bad guys would always meet passionate good guys, Philomena felt that Dick in front of her was slowly approaching the meddling aunt from the image of Night Wing.

Same with Parker.

Philomena was suffocating, but had nowhere to vent her anger. She chased Dick viciously, and Dick, who had already taken her purchases, walked on a pair of long legs and carried several bags weighing more than ten kilograms. Like cotton, it walks fast.

Filomina clenched her teeth, her feet accelerated, and she just kept up with the fast-moving long legs. When she passed by Dick who was carrying a pile of heavy objects, the girl snorted coldly and did not bump into him. Both are because her temper has improved a lot in recent days.

Dick held back his smile in a good-tempered manner, and pressed the car key in his hand. The luxury car given by Bruce made a beep, and the lights flashed, as if to tell its location.

Filomina turned a corner calmly, opened the door of the passenger seat, and sat in with a look of anger, but the action of closing the door revealed her actual mood.

"Click." The car door was not closed loudly, Filomina threw herself on the driver's seat, the subtle scent of men's perfume in the air entered her nose faintly, and the girl wrinkled her nose slightly.

She doesn't like the smell of perfume very much, but fortunately, the men's perfume smelled on this car is not strong, and it seems to have been sprayed twice casually.

On the other side, Dick, who had already bundled up several packages and thrown them into the rear compartment, just opened the driver's door, and saw Philomena wrinkling her nose. The eyes are slightly bent, and the sunlight outside the car window is refracted into Philomena's eyes through the transparent glass, which looks like the night sky is full of stars.

"Recently, the law and order in the metropolis has improved a lot." Dick sat in the driver's seat and said while starting the car.The young man shifted his attention to Philomena for a while, and said casually: "What do you think?"

"...What do you think?" Philomena said sullenly. She didn't want to talk to Dick. This man looked gentle and polite, but in fact he was scheming and domineering.

He even snatched her snacks!

"Supergirl, Nightwing, and Overwatch are the hottest trends on Twitter and locally recently. Don't you have anyone to support?" Dick Grayson pulled up the handbrake, changed gears and stepped on the accelerator: "Recently I heard that the little girls like Genji and Hanzo very much."

Philomena was silent for a moment.

She didn't feel that Dick was testing her vest. The other party's attitude seemed to really want to stir up a topic, and she felt that a little girl like her might have a topic of admiration for the identity of a superhero.

Philomena also knows that the recent ninja group—siblings in terms of setting—has become popular on Twitter. The cool sharpshooter pierces Yang, the indifferent semi-omninic ninja is elusive, and the two dragons are cruising around. In the metropolis, blue and green alternately appear in the alleys and in the air, like some strange phenomenon.

Philomena finally shook her head. The girl who didn't really want to talk turned her head and saw Dick, who was a little distressed after the topic was terminated, and hesitated for two seconds before speaking: "I don't like heroes."

Philomena doesn't like heroes, and she doesn't like taking on responsibilities that don't belong to her at all. She doesn't like everyone putting their hope of salvation on others.

Just like herself back then.

If Philomena had the current ability back then, she would not have her leg bones crushed by a huge cement block, and she would not still have countless stitches on her arm.

And don't try to look up at the sky.

"Superheroes are just a group of capable ordinary people, why should they save the world." In the end, Philomena just ended with this sentence flatly. The hidden meaning in these two short sentences is not to mention Dick, Even Philomena herself didn't know very well.

The car returned to the dead silence that made Philomena feel calm. The wind from the air conditioner was blowing quietly, blowing through the hair and curling the fine hair around the neck. The slight itchiness made Philomena shake it off calmly. hair.

And then Dick's cell phone rang.

"It's me." Dick pressed the Bluetooth headset in his ear, picked up the phone, and spoke very seriously. He didn't know what was said on the phone. Philomena could feel the young man's brows slightly frowned, and the whole body The portrait seemed to tense up: "Understood, I'll go back now."

The phone call was very brief. After Dick hung up the phone, he said apologetically to Philomena: "Wait, you might have to go up by yourself. I have something urgent."

Philomena shrugged: "I was going to go home by myself, you are meddling in my own business."

The young man laughed when he heard the words, and the slightly tense air just now relaxed instantly. Philomena really couldn't understand.

Why, as a vigilante who has seen the darkness of the world and lived in Gotham, can he smile so sincerely about so many insignificant things.

The car stopped at the parking area in front of the apartment, Philomena opened the door, and Dick on the other side also got out of the car and took out the things in the rear compartment to Philomena.

The young man blinked at her, the blue eyes on his handsome face were as blue as the cloudless sky.

"See you tomorrow, Philomena."