[Comprehensive British and American] When station B dominates superheroes

Until returning to the Wayne Hotel, Sylvia was still in a state of fugue.

They hugged for a long time on the alleys of Gotham, not sure if it was a few minutes or a dozen minutes or a century, but when they separated, they had a tacit understanding.

All the way back, Night Breeze became the only communication between them.

But the strange thing is that no one feels embarrassed, as if saying one more sentence will break this delicate balance for no reason.

Sylvia was reluctant, and neither was Peter.

Or maybe the two of them were just a little scared.

—No one knows the answer.

Therefore, after Peter slipped back into the room and changed back into his own clothes, Ned's exaggerated expression and forced self-suppression of the volume became the tip of the needle that pierced this weird atmosphere.

Sylvia and Peter returned to the normal state of getting along at the same time, as if they had forgotten what happened before.

"Gotham! Who, ge, brother, tan, ah!! The Dimensional Witch is really super powerful, ah, my little heart..." Ned collapsed straight back, as if he had been paralyzed by electricity, The fat hill-like body shook the firm bed of the Wayne Hotel.

Sylvia standing aside: "...Dimensional Witch?"

Ned maintained the posture of lying on his back, pointed to the ceiling with one hand, and began to explain after hearing the words:

"Oh, there are actually many other code names, but this is my favorite one! It sounds like a young lady who doesn't take an unusual path, just like you before..."

— just as unconventional as you did before.

Then, suddenly, as if thinking of something, his lying flat head was supported by his neck, lifted up bit by bit, and squeezed out his double chin: "...wait...I suddenly feel...you and that... ...the golden young lady... looks...a bit like it."

It's not just like, it's uncanny.

And, both, that golden color.

Although, the ability is not the same.

……

Ned's expression was constantly switching between "guess identity" and "no identity guess".

He gradually sat up with his hands propped up, his eyes constantly turning to Peter and Sylvia beside the bed.

Peter's face was stiff, and Sylvia's expression was expressionless.

Ned even pulled out his phone and flicked through his collection of photos—a facial mockumentary analyzed from a warm gold figure over the Gotham River.

To be honest, since she and Aya were translucent at the time, there is still a gap between the facial simulations from netizens and their real appearances. Therefore, except for high-level government and military officials, ordinary people will not be on the street. recognize her.

But Ned had met Sylvia before, and Sylvia and Peter were close, and Peter was Spider-Man, and Spider-Man was there at the time...

How small is that chance?

"So you have a twin sister, Miss Witch?"

After changing his expression for a while, the fat guy jumped up from the bed with a "huh", his eyes were bilingbiling and sparkling.

Sylvia: Should I say yes or no?And Miss Witch or something, she is really a good middle school student_(:зゝ∠)_

However, before she could reply, Ned zipped his own mouth: "I understand, I understand. Secrets involving abilities must not be revealed."

Now people are speculating on the Internet that the ability of the new hero can be infinitely replicated and split in a virtual state (...), comparable to Tomie Kawakami in a Japanese horror story.

Sylvia who didn't know about the online message: an ominous premonition.

Ned was high on himself for a long time, and finally lowered his voice cautiously and asked, "So... the thing about the alien invaders... is it true?"

Only then did he reveal a little worry and panic.

Sylvia immediately wanted to grab Aya and rub the dog's head frantically.

But no matter how fluctuating her heart is, she is still very calm on the surface, showing that she is in control:

"Just like Thor and Loki needed a medium to come to Earth, the other invaders are also restricted... There are more Guardians on Earth and in the galaxy than we can imagine, so don't worry too much, and there are so many super Where is the hero?"

After speaking, he patted Peter on the shoulder again, indicating that there was one beside him.

What's more.

Guardians of the Galaxy, Green Lantern Corps, Sorcerer Supreme...

In this universe, there are more than a few people who guard this water-blue planet.

……

I can't count how many people have been sleepless tonight.

Sylvia was not sleepy, and it was not easy to disturb their rest by staying in Peter's room, so she stayed alone in the dimensional world until dawn.

She began to think about the way forward, and began to think about the next life.

The planned university, work, travel... have all been disrupted.

She was even thinking about whether to return to China, and then began to worry about what China in this world would be like, and whether her parents would be implicated because of her.

——Although there is no emotion, the blood relationship is indeed there. If someone wants to threaten her, her parents seem to be an entry point that she cannot refuse.

...I have no idea after much deliberation.

Unable to figure out this question, she began to think about abilities again.

After half-merging with Aya, her ability transformed again. Since she came to this world, she can feel the rapid progress of her ability. Every evolution is like a major program upgrade. Now, she has finally touched the boundary.

The complete integration with Aya is about her limit, as if the world after the black hole is full of irresistible attraction.

——This is probably the end of the gifted, that is, to turn themselves into the gift itself.

At this level, things like personal emotions, empathy, and even the body can be discarded.

Sylvia didn't want to go this far.

"To have great power and not be able to control it is also a kind of weakness."

—and she was never a very strong person.

Not to mention how terrifying eternal life is, the price that needs to be paid for the fusion process alone - all the power that Aya relies on for survival - is not what she is willing to pay.

She hoped that Aya could lead a normal life, at least not be discovered as an "inhuman" and become a coveted object.

As for Aya, it is impossible for Second Grandpa not to leave her any information. If there is no information at home, it must be hidden in other hidden and safe places... such as the key that Second Grandpa once left her.

...Looks like it's time to go to the Swiss bank sometime.

I don't know if she can still leave the country now.

……

"Good afternoon~"

"Good afternoon Ned!"

"Hey Liz, hey MJ, hey Cindy..."

"Parker! Where were you last night? Where's your friend?"

"Uh... she went to the interview." No.

After the big scene last night until three or four in the morning, the whole of Gotham became a city that never sleeps, the police station was brightly lit almost all night, and the midtown high school students who were also frightened discussed it until very late, which caused everyone We all get up late.

"I just asked the organizer." In the restaurant, Mr. Harrington sat with everyone and explained the future schedule, "The competition will be held as usual, and the schedule originally scheduled for tomorrow will be postponed to noon the day after tomorrow."

Thanks to the toughness of the American people who have been honed by all kinds of aliens, superpowers, and gods... the post-war recovery and work progress of various institutions in various cities in the United States are very good. efficient.

Sometimes, Chaoying and the villains just finished fighting the day before, and people went to and from get off work normally the next day.

Although the "Gotham mirror image prophecy" event caused a worldwide sensation, various demonstrations and Internet rumors continued, but it is impossible for people to give up their normal lives directly because of future events.

However, the above results are only for relatively rational people.

According to the big data on the Internet, since last night, resignations and disturbances around the world have hit a record high. The police stations and the personnel departments of major companies are so busy that they are about to vomit blood, and they can't wait to add new heroes to the blacklist.

Key words such as "end of the world", "extermination of alien gods", "Purple Sweet Potato Cult (?)", "new century", "lightning weather forecast in the United States"... quickly rushed to Google's hot search list.

There are also a large number of teenagers and young people who have formed the [Lightning Hero Birth Organization], looking around for areas that may be struck by lightning, plains or mountains, hoping to become this superhero that has not yet appeared in the world.

(Barry, who is still working on the particle accelerator in the laboratory, is not the Flash Allen sneezed hard)

It is foreseeable that in the coming weeks and months, all kinds of possible suicide and crime rates are likely to increase around the world.

……

"Continue to hold it?!"

Lightning Thompson let out a strange cry.

"Why are you all so calm? The alien boss is about to invade, my God, I feel like I'm going crazy..."

Abe: "...but what can we do?" To fight monsters?Fight aliens?

Liz took out her phone and clicked on a very official-looking webpage:

"The specific situation is still uncertain. The official message said that this is a terrorist threat, a combination of black technology, and whether it is a mutant transformation or an alien invasion, it is nothing."

"—It is even possible that the whole incident is a conspiracy by other countries, just to create panic and undermine the internal stability of the United States."

"Do you believe it?" Michelle poked the spaghetti in front of her and raised her eyebrows.

Liz: "...Well, I don't believe it."

The beautiful Black Pearl girl paused after saying this, and couldn't help but say another sentence: "At least I don't believe that mutant transformations are created out of nothing..."

MJ looked at her sharply.

Under this kind of gaze, Liz quickly recruited: "I know the person who was tested. He used to work in the same company as my dad, but I heard that he suddenly disappeared half a month ago."

She lowered her voice, spoke rapidly, and finally showed the panic that had been suppressed on her face.

Peter, who had been wandering off his mind and didn't know what he was thinking, looked at her and frowned.

He remembered Thea asking him if he had met Liz's dad after the party Liz had thrown.

At that time, she asked very casually, and he answered very casually.

Now I always feel that Thea seems to know something.

But what does she know?

……

Sylvia, who "has gone to the interview", has returned to West Chester at this moment.

She spent the whole night thinking, probably because she was in the AI ​​state, she didn't feel sleepy at all, and when she came back, she was full of energy and could directly climb the five floors without any effort.

Almost at the same moment when she returned to the villa, she sensed the surveillance cameras around her. To her at this time, the signal was like a flashing light spot in the dark night, which was extremely conspicuous.

The properties in this area are far apart, and each family has a wide flower garden and lawn, which is also very convenient for hiding things.

The girl frowned in the room, not thinking of blacking out those signals.

Although the fact that her privacy was violated made her uncomfortable, she would rather endure this discomfort than the troubles she would face after being hacked.

However, what she didn't expect was that she didn't bother to find those little bugs, but the trouble came to her first.

"Ding ding ding! Gong Xi Fa Cai! Ding ding ding! Your grandson is here to wish you New Year's greetings! Ding ding ding!"

Sylvia: "..."

No one has rang the doorbell all year round, and she almost forgot what ringtone Second Grandpa set.

But, old man, well done!

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