Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

The elevator leading to the underground warehouse descended slowly.

New and new models of armor are being bred in the huge technological nursery. Jarvis uses machines to assemble them automatically. There is a small typical gold-red armor lying on the table. The limbs have already taken shape, and the chest and abdomen are still vacant. Nano Molecules are combining at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

In Clark's eyes, it becomes a picture slowed down dozens of times.

The father-shaped armor that has been formed around is walking around under the control of the smart housekeeper, and the moving parts are also very spectacular to look at. There is also a weird sense of mechanical walking in the spectacle.

It would be much better to have background music.

Daisy grew up under Iron Man's knees. She can walk and can't walk. I don't know how many armors with people inside and no one inside. These big fellows, very friendly, moved around to go to the ground, pointing at them anxiously with their hands.

When Xiaotuanzi was a baby, she refused to take a nap once, and her father had a meeting with people in the company and couldn't spare her hands to pat her to sleep. In the end, Armor did it for her.

A soft quilt was placed on the outside of the mechanical arm, and Baby Daisy slept soundly inside.

As soon as Daisy's feet touched the ground, she rushed to MK47, looked up, tiptoed her little feet, and wanted to hold its hand.

MK47 takes this small world for a walk.

The big piece behind the armor is the key.

The dilapidated spherical spaceship has been in Stark's house for a year. Thanks to Benben's diligent cleaning, there is no dust on the outside, and the devices inside are still intact.

Clark stepped forward slowly.

It's one thing to imagine, it's another to see it.

For a moment, the memory flashed back, as if returning to the small farm in Kansas, and my father and I pried open the secret wooden floor of the warehouse, and dust clusters rose all over the sky.

He was a little dazed.

Tony, Thor, and Stephen all stood behind, watching Clark reach out and caress the spaceship, with different expressions.

Tony was probably more mixed-feeling, with his back straightened especially, watching Clark split the spaceship hatch in two and check the cradle containing the baby inside.

This reminded him of Daisy who was lying in the cradle poorly and alone, and was brought to him automatically by the machine.

She breathed the air of the earth and cried so loudly that he didn't even dare to hug her.

I never thought that raising a child would be so easy today.

"This is a spaceship from Krypton," Clark said.

The word Krypton is too unfamiliar to superheroes born and bred on Earth, and Thor was the first to respond.

Thunder God was slightly startled, suspicious of hearing it wrong: "But... Isn't Krypton already blown up?"

There was an advanced civilization with a history of 27 years on the planet that was once 10 light-years away from the earth. Due to the excessive use of natural resources by the Kryptonians, the center of the earth was abnormal, and the civilization was finally destroyed in the tragic and brilliant self-destruction of Krypton. once.

This is the history written in Asgard's teaching textbooks, and it is a warning for future generations to take as a warning.

A planet exploded 30 years ago, but it was only a small point in the 5000-year life coordinate axis of the Asgardians.

But Krypton is different.

The Kryptonians are very powerful. Once destroyed, there will be no scum left in the highly developed civilization, which is inevitably embarrassing.

Because of this embarrassment, Thor was surprised when he learned of Clark's true identity, and couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect to see a living Kryptonian one day."

Immediately, he felt that this sentence was not quite right, he waved his hand and said, "Sorry, I didn't mean any harm."

Tony averted his eyes from Clark long ago, looking at his daughter who was playing carefree with the armor.

The little blob still couldn't figure out what it meant to be homeless.

Before she knew it, she was homeless.

"Why do you think my daughter is a Kryptonian?" he finally asked.

Clark didn't take anything out of his coat pocket this time.

Probably because the keepsake to be displayed was extremely important, he put it in the middle layer of the coat close to his heart.

It came out as a small metal strip.The top flat end is an "S".

There is nothing more to question.

The metal strip Daisy brought down from the spaceship is still hidden behind the chest arc reactor of a certain MK armor.

The only difference is that there are no words in her flat paragraph.

Xiaotuanzi slipped to his side.

She had been walking with MK47 for so long, and wanted to ask her father for juice, so she hugged Tony's leg affectionately and coquettishly.

After playing, the round blush floating on the fleshy cheeks is really too much to look at, and I want to reach out and pinch it.

Today's adults seem to be always silent, and they don't know what fun it is to not talk.

The toddler cake was pasted obediently for a while, and was picked up by the father as he wished.

After picking her up, no juice was given, and there was only a reporter standing in front of her smiling at her.

Daisy saw this person for the first time today, but she was very willing to get close to him. Before she put her little finger in her mouth, she smiled at him with her eyes wide open.

When she smiled like this, the adult on the opposite side seemed to be very happy. He stretched out his big hand and gently shook her small hand that was scratching in the air.

very soft.

It's so soft that even if you touch it like this, it doesn't feel real, and you dare not use force, for fear that a little force will hurt her.

This is a baby with the same life essence as him.

I don't know why 30 years after the explosion of Krypton, there are still spaceships landing on the earth, but at this moment, in the vast universe, only she is the same as him.

When Daisy was shaken, she felt his fingertips rubbing her palms itchy, so she quickly retracted, and she lowered her head to spread out the smaller palms to look at them.

Make sure you haven't been bitten by a bug, and show your dad a look.

"I just wanted to come and see her," Clark said.

"My father once said that I am proof that man is not alone in the universe."

When he talked about his father, his eyes softened a lot, he suddenly glanced at Thor, shook his head and smiled: "But now it seems that this kind of thing is enough proof without me."

Thor coughed.

"Seeing Daisy now, I'm thinking..."

Clark lowered his voice, as if afraid of waking up a distant and illusory dream: "From now on, neither she nor I will be alone on this planet."