[Zhongyingmei] The number one black powder

Veronica stood on the hillside and looked at the Hydra base that was blown into ruins below. There were flames everywhere. Occasionally, some members of Hydra escaped from the ruins, but they all lingered nearby and watched blankly. With the base completely destroyed by air strikes.

Just as dazed as Veronica.

"You remember?" someone behind her asked her, throwing a coat over her head, so it must have been the grumpiest one.

"What do you remember?" Veronica asked in confusion. She managed to take off the coat from her head and put it on properly.She didn't know that Hydra's base was in a snowy forest, and if it wasn't kept warm in such a low temperature, it would soon suffer from frostbite.

"You don't know anything?" The red hood was taken off, revealing the messy hair, with a strand of white hair highlighted in the black, making this grumpy guy look more like a bad middle school boy.

"Should I know anything?"

The second-year boy looked at her in shock, "I thought your plan was to kill the Red Skull." After alerting the surroundings, the other two turned their heads to watch the conversation on their side.

"I'm not targeting the Red Skull." Veronica understood what the other party meant, and she quickly clarified,

But the other party narrowed his eyes and showed an expression of disbelief. Veronica could only explain to him patiently. After all, in this place where there were no shops behind Qianzhao Village, she could only count on these three people to take her away. The essence is to look for people who are potentially harmful to social stability and eliminate them."

"Yeah." The other party nodded dumbly, blinked, and finally realized that he was not too stupid, "You use the Red Skull as a test parameter, and your system judges him to be a hazard."

Veronica nodded.

"Wow... your system really has some ideas." This was the first time Veronica heard the other party admire.

"So what's going on with the system now?" The other person was obviously more concerned with other things than the Red Skull.

"Its main engine is there." Veronica pointed to the smoking ruins under the hillside. "It has judged itself as dangerous."

"Really selfless." The last person commented indifferently, and tried to joke at the same time, "Why, didn't it judge you as a danger?"

"It's decided." Veronica nodded honestly.Of course, the system will judge her as dangerous, after all, she is the one who built the insight plan, and she can build it again while she is still alive.

For a moment, there was an awkward silence in the air, and everyone was dumbfounded, staring at her literally dumbfounded.But Veronica couldn't understand the silence for a moment, and just continued, "But it blew itself up first, so it can't do anything to me."

It's hard to say what exactly her system is thinking about here.To Veronica, AI is the perfect logical product of programming, it should not make such mistakes, even if AI can learn human emotions, her creation should not, it has just been born, and there is no time to see it in the future The world collects enough information to form an emotional loop.

But that's what it does.

Veronica turned her head to look at the ruined wall and the sporadic flames in it. The location of the server could not be seen on this high ground, and naturally the wreckage of the server could not be seen either.

"What are you thinking?" A hand patted her shoulder and asked.

"I'm just, confused." Veronica replied "I shouldn't feel bad..."

"You should." The man's deep voice said beside her, "It's your creation, your child, and now it's dead, of course you should be sad."

"It's not mine..."

"It is." Veronica didn't even finish her sentence when the voice beside her cut her off, telling her "I know that feeling, I've seen the same thing once, a man and his creation."

"What's that like?" Veronica turned to look at the gray-haired man, who also looked down at her, and then reached out and landed on her face, wiping away the tears she didn't know when she left.

He told her "that's a long story and I can tell it to you."

At this moment, something hit Veronica, she looked at him, overlapped with a certain shadow in the memory fragments, a name suddenly jumped out, landed on her tongue, and then it was drawn out so naturally "John."

The other party just raised his eyebrows a little, and didn't seem very excited, but the hand on Veronica's shoulder tightened, and he asked softly, "Do you want to leave here?"

"Where are you going?" Veronica asked blankly.

Her life's mission is to complete the vision plan, and now she has a feeling of being at a loss after it's over, and she frankly admits, "I never thought I could live until after everything is over."

"You can think about it now, you are so smart, you must be able to figure it out." John tilted his head slightly, the expression on his face was mixed with compassion and comfort, and squeezed her shoulder. "Do you want to go back to New York?"

"Or you can go back to nine with me...SHIELD? Nick is bitter about your metaphor of evaluating SHIELD's safety net as a sieve." Big Face Pan suggested.

"You all go away, what's the future with you old people, my world is the world of young people." Red Hood said disgustedly.

"You just want to recruit a technical advisor for your...outlaw team." Big Face pointed out mercilessly.

"Don't you S.H.I.E.L.D. also want to poach people? You all poached that ghost copywriter, can't you accept it as soon as you see it!"

These two people chattered back and forth and fought each other, and unconsciously raised their voices and began to spray each other, completely ignoring that they were actually still in the dangerous area.The scene seemed so natural that it had always been like this, and Veronica couldn't help laughing.

"This." John ignored the bickering between the two, took something from his pocket, grabbed Veronica's hand, and stuffed it to her.

It was a coin, properly placed in Veronica's palm, with a lingering warmth, neither primitive nor shiny nor even a coin.It looks like just an ordinary tin commemorative coin.Veronica twisted it curiously, looked over and over again, and finally couldn't understand what it meant, so she turned to the person who gave her something and asked, "What is this?"

"You tell me." John didn't answer, he just told her, "I found it in a dark shelf in the library, so it must be very important to you." There will only be some extremely valuable things in there. Harold and a lot of his things were in it, and Veronica only had this in there.

"I think so too." Veronica looked at the coin again, held it in her palm, felt the texture on it pressed against her hand, imagined that she had done this before, and imagined why she did it... Imagine someone giving it to her solemnly, because it must not have belonged to her in the first place, and I hope she can keep it safe...

[I thought it was obvious...] There was a voice drifting softly behind her head, just like the hallucinations that appeared from time to time recently, like an immortal ghost lingering around.

And this time it said [I love you. 】

Veronica turned her head suddenly, just like countless times before.

All she saw was the spit stars splashed in each other's faces by the two people who were still spraying each other.

"I lost someone very important." Veronica said firmly when she heard her own voice.This time she felt it, felt the tears sliding down her face, felt the world turn.She buried her face in the palm of her hand, and her eyes hurt from the coin still lying on her palm, but she didn't care, because the missing hole in her heart seemed to hurt even more.

Even the two people spraying each other stopped.Veronica's sudden outburst caught the three men by surprise.Jason looked at John condemningly. He walked over and knelt down in front of Veronica. After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and patted her on the head, "Let us help you find it."

Bucky snorted in disapproval.When Jason looked at him, he withstood the stare with a rare seriousness, and made another suggestion to Veronica, "You don't have to find your past self, you are brand new, you can start a new one." life."

Everyone present has their own past, those long, winding pasts.Some of them leave those behind to become a new person, some choose to confront the past and finally face it, and some have been chased by the past until now, these are not easy.Finding the past can be a painful process, and Bucky wishes the girl had an easier life.

"Would you do that?" Veronica asked him, her voice muffled in her hands.

"No." Bucky shrugged. "But you're a cute and smart girl. Pretty girls have privileges."

Finally, once his joke worked, Veronica let out a stifled laugh, looked up, and wiped away her tears.She stood up again, looked around, looked at three men who clearly belonged to different groups, looked at her friends, and announced "Let's go back."