1novels Chapter 104 The White Whale 43
Chapter 104 The White Whale 43
Of course, it is impossible for a samurai to be on call.
As the most ignorant person in Star Nest, he spends most of his time performing tasks that only he knows about.
For example, to suppress some low-level rookie little evil gods.
For example, according to the clues provided by the believers of the Secret Star Church, remove some secret societies that have just emerged.
Another example is that some extreme lunatics in the Mystery Church tried to summon the Eye of the Mystery directly, and he went back and held them down to prevent them from burning out their brains.
Therefore, a samurai's day is very busy.
There is no such thing as being suddenly summoned by the Avengers to help without saying a word, of course, it does not exist unless it is extremely urgent.
—Want to call for a samurai?OK, make an appointment first!
Tony, who got this answer, wasn't too disappointed. They didn't intend to have a head-on confrontation with Hydra this time. They just carried out some detection on the periphery and started to act after they were fully prepared, so it didn't matter if the samurai didn't come. relation.
They didn't intend to do anything this time, after all, it was the crimson earth core.
Tony has a deep understanding of the horror of this thing. If he is not careful, that monster will become a disaster for the entire New York, and even the entire earth.
Before that, they must be fully prepared.
……
After Tony left, Alice got up from the bed, found a pair of sunglasses that could cover most of her face from her closet, and found a cool mask with rainbow gradient colors and a The gray beret completely covered his face.
The voice of the artificial intelligence sounded at the right time: "Miss, Mr. Stark thinks you should stay here to recuperate. He doesn't want you to participate in this operation."
Alice paused while putting on her sneakers, pressed the brim of her beret, and said, "Who said I'm going to take part in an action?"
The artificial intelligence was dumbfounded.
Alice went on to say: "Please, I haven't gone out since my last concert, so can't you let me go out for a walk! If I hold back, I'm going to be moldy!"
Artificial intelligence: "But you are now dead in society."
Alice waved her hands indifferently: "Oh, it's okay, who can recognize me when I go out on the street like this?"
Standing in front of the mirror, she stretched out her hand and threw her long, soft dark brown hair behind her shoulders. She was wearing a blue and white shirt and khaki shorts, her slender legs were straight, and she was wearing a pair of white sneakers. She looked full of youth. Campus atmosphere.
If it weren't for her too slender figure, plus that thick and fluffy hair, just looking at her outfits, she would be full of a youthful look that is about to overflow the mirror.
"How is it?" Alice said proudly, "This is a cross-dressing prop that I bought specially!"
artificial intelligence:……
Although I'm just an AI and don't understand you humans very well, why is it that a 16-year-old boy who bought a men's suit is called a cross-dressing prop?
The artificial intelligence is very tired, and the artificial intelligence thinks that it needs some logical rewriting.
……
Alice went out happily after changing her clothes.
The moment she came into contact with the sun, she squinted her eyes, looked up at the endless blue sky, opened her hands as if to embrace the sun, and the breeze brushed her hair and clothes.
She seemed about to fly.
The road from the Avengers headquarters to New York was not too short, so Alice decided to get a car from the garage of the Avengers headquarters and happily went to Manhattan.When passing by the concert venue, she saw a lot of people gathered outside the venue from a distance.
After the fierce battle there, more than half of it had collapsed. At this moment, the outer perimeter has been isolated from the outside world by three layers of fences.The yellow and black isolation belt circled one piece after another of ruins, and the remnants of pollution still remained on this land, making Alice frowned in disgust.
——Although these pollution frequencies are not serious, the impact on humans will not be too great.
Among the crowd gathered outside, many people were holding small white flowers, and it seemed that they had come to pay homage to Alice.Her posters and portraits were placed all over the square, and there were flowers everywhere.
Even pedestrians passing by will slow down and slow down their breathing when passing this place, as if they are afraid of disturbing a girl's long sleep.
For many people, Alice? Millia is not just an ordinary singer.
Her voice has a unique magical power, which makes many people feel the power of music and singing, which is an incredible magic that can heal the soul.
It is no exaggeration to say that in this fast-moving city, many people once regarded her singing as a haven for their souls.
Not to mention that she is so beautiful and agile, full of vigor and vitality, and human beings will always be attracted by such creatures.
Her death was so full of shock and impact, even too dramatic, just like so many beautiful and unique women who died abnormally in human history—just like Princess Diana, Monroe or Sissy Princess, that kind of unique and broken beauty will always make people feel the impermanence of fate.
Besides, she was only 16 years old.
A flower that was destroyed before it could fully bloom - this made her life full of legend.
Alice sat in the car looking out over the square.
She originally thought that she would look at all this very calmly, but for some reason, a little inexplicable bitterness slowly surged up in her heart.
When she came to this world, she had nothing but her singing voice, so she was not afraid of losing it.
But as she owned more and more things, it became more and more difficult for her to say "not afraid of losing".
It even made her feel a little scared.
Her gaze suddenly stopped on a slightly familiar figure by the side of the square.
The man was wearing a black suit and stood in front of one of her portraits with his back to her.
Alice parked the car in the parking space on the side of the road, sorted out her disguise, and walked towards the figure.
Before she could get close, she heard the man suddenly let out a strange pig-like cry.
"Wow—Alice!" he cried, "it's all my fault. I should have gone up and carried you down. How could I have thought that things would turn out like this! I passed out at the time, and when I woke up I don’t remember what happened at that time! Woohoo! Alice, how can I live without you, take me away, Alice!”
The surrounding onlookers looked at each other and looked at him sympathetically.
Alas, yet another fanatic going crazy over Alice's death.
Alice: …
As soon as she heard the voice, she remembered, isn't this her unlucky manager Alexander!
Alice's conscience, which didn't exist at all, suddenly felt a little sorry.
After her accident, Alexander called her dozens of times, but she not only didn't answer, she didn't return, and in the end she simply broke the phone.
Looking back now, as a tool man, Alexander is really dedicated enough, and now he is crying enough to be true to his grave, which is really not easy.
Alice didn't go forward immediately, but just stood there for a while, waiting for Alexander to leave the square alone while wiping his tears and screaming, Alice followed slowly and poked him in an inaccessible place. Poke Alexander.
Alexander was suddenly poked by someone. He was already in a sad place, but when his emotions were interrupted, he became furious. When he turned his head, he saw a strange person who covered his face tightly waving to him.
This weirdo looks a little familiar...
Alexander was stunned suddenly, and the words he wanted to say suddenly froze.
He stared at Alice with wide eyes for a long time, took a breath, turned around again, and muttered, "Illusion, it must be an illusion, in broad daylight..."
Alice: …
"Alexander!" She immediately became angry, and said unceremoniously in her usual unhappy tone, "Who is the ghost in your connotation?"
Alexander froze.
He turned his head slowly and looked at Alice in disbelief: "...you, you, you, love... my god, my god, you are not dead?"
Alice looked at him unhappily.
Alexander clutched his chest, took two steps back, his face was flushed and he remembered that he forgot to breathe, he quickly took a big mouthful of oxygen, and said, "My God, the secret star is here..."
Alice: …
The co-author is actually a believer of the Secret Star Church, and he usually hides it very deeply!
Alexander took another two steps forward, grabbed Alice by the shoulder, and said, "What's going on? Why are people saying that you are dead, even the official has confirmed it!"
Alice's eyes twitched in pain, and with a light hiss, she unceremoniously slapped Alexander's hand off, saying, "Don't touch me."
"Okay, okay, I won't touch you." Alexander said quickly, "Then what are you going to do next? Or... you go back to the company with me first, and I will find a way to hold a press conference for you and tell everyone that you have not Die, let’s make up a story when the time comes..."
"Alexander," Alice interrupted him.
Alexander stopped immediately.
"Alice Milia is dead," said Alice.
Alexander was stunned: "But you are not..."
Alice continued: "Are you a follower of the Secret Star Church?"
This sudden change of topic made Alexander unable to react for a moment, and he was stunned for two seconds before saying: "...Yes."
"I should have died, but the god of the Mystic Star Church saved me, so..." Alice said, "I will escape into Buddhism in the future and serve Allah wholeheartedly, so I don't need my previous name. Now I No more worldly desires, amen."
After she finished speaking, she clasped her hands together with a detached expression on her face.
Alexander could almost see the glowing halo behind her head.
Alexander: ...?
No, isn’t the religious element in your sentence too mixed and matched?
The Eye of the Secret Star, won't the old man really be angry because your mouth is full of trains? ?
For a moment, he didn't know which of the things before him was more outrageous, and after holding it in for a long time, he could only say: "...so you are still alive, right?"
This is really a difficult question to answer. Alice nodded after thinking about it.
Alexander breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good...Since you have decided not to appear in public anymore, of course I have nothing to say..."
Before he finished speaking, he let out another cry like a pig: "But where can I find an artist like you!"
Alice: …
So all you care about is your own bonus, right?