Humanoid monsters in comics

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Returning to the river where the dream began, the water in the river is still so turbid. There are more bags weighed down by stones, and there are many guns. The bottom of the river seems to be a crack hiding the evidence of the world above the river. , hiding all kinds of dark truths.

But when William returned to the water, he felt as if he were home, and the feeling of being at home swallowed up the little embarrassment just now.

Following the guidance of his sixth sense, William swam briskly in the water several times, not forgetting to eat the passing fish along the way~

During World War II, he had devoured too many Hydra soldiers, and his upper limit had been raised a lot.

For now, he doesn't have to worry about turning into a fish-man because he swallowed too many fish, and his improved abilities have allowed him to develop many alternative functions.

For example, rapid treatment, and a relatively special skill, which can turn one's ability into sarcoma tissue and divide it into parts to form living human organs or other strange things, even cough

Replace others, or expend your own energy to fill in the missing flesh and blood for others.

William once used this skill to give Bucky a mouthful of milk, and Bucky was the only one who knew about his ability.

Although William didn't care about his ability being discovered, his good friend Bucky still helped him hide this secret. It wasn't until SHIELD checked him when he was unconscious that the strangeness of his body was discovered.

After swimming several times, I climbed onto the shore from a familiar position, followed suit and climbed the steps again, returning to the street.

William turned his head and didn't see the homeless man leaning on the bridge pier. Times had changed, but there were still no less homeless people, they just weren't here anymore.

Curling his lips in disappointment, William took out his mobile phone and prepared to navigate to Steve's rented apartment to see Steve.

But the moment he pressed the button, his expression changed.

When he and Natasha went shopping, they bought Android phones. One of the characteristics of Android phones is that they lack waterproof function.

Well, his phone died.

Helpless, William had no choice but to ask for help from the off-site. After stopping a dozen passers-by and being rejected, he finally found Steve's address on his laptop with the help of a girl who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old.

"Thank you, maybe I can give you a computer in the future, what's your name?" William smiled at the girl with a childish face.

The computer in her hand seemed a bit old, although it was not slow, but he was still willing to give the girl a little reward as a reward for retaining a trace of kindness in this decadent society.

The girl looked wary, thought for a moment, shook her head and said, "No sir, I have something urgent to do, I'm leaving first."

"Okay, maybe if we meet again, you will accept my kindness. Goodbye." William didn't force it. After speaking, he walked towards the place he remembered in his mind.

The girl stood there for a long time, looking at William's back with a puzzled expression.But he quickly shook his head, put away his computer and trotted away into the crowd.

Under the attention of passers-by, William successfully found a super inconspicuous old apartment building, which was indeed very Steve's style.

Naturally, there was no administrator to say anything about such a low-cost apartment. William opened the door and walked directly in. He went all the way in and found the largest room in the apartment.

He reached out and knocked on the door, but there was no movement.

Knocked again

Keep knocking

Three minutes later, there was a little movement from the peephole, and then the apartment door was opened vigorously.

"William"

Steve, a muscular man, suddenly appeared in front of him, looking at William with an expression of surprise, and then wanted to stretch out his hands to give William a sweaty hug.

Who can bear this?

William suddenly took a step back, put his big hand directly on Steve's wet chest, glanced at the pan he had thrown on the ground, and felt that something was wrong.

"Uh-huh, I'm wet, you're wet too, and I'm not gay." William pressed against Steve's pectoralis major muscle that bumped against him, wagging his fingers, pretending to be disgusted.

Steve put down his hands helplessly and smiled bitterly: "You are still like this just after the gym, and you haven't changed at all."

William chuckled, gave Steve a bear hug, patted his back, and completely soaked the white shirt that was already wet with sweat.

After letting go of Steve, he hammered his shoulder and said, "Are you confused by the cold? Although it's true that 70 years have passed, for you and me, isn't it just a matter of having a good sleep?" If you disappear for another ten days at most, do you feel that you are already old?"

His body was wet from the water on William's clothes, but Steve was not angry. He was indeed a little confused by this joke-like development.

After controlling the plane to crash into the ice, he thought that he would die and that there would be rescuers to rescue him.

He even thought about getting William out of the scrapped plane while he was still awake, but what he never thought about was that he and William would fall into hibernation due to the cold and would not be dug out again until 70 years later.

This thing was too magical for Steve. He couldn't accept it for a while, was unwilling to adapt to this era, and was even a little rejected.

He seemed out of tune with the world, and this sentence finally stopped becoming a joke.

"Maybe, after all, when I woke up and ran onto the street, I felt like this, this thing is so crazy." Being able to meet William again is Steve's greatest luck in this era.

"Come ahead"

Following Steve's invitation, William approached this house, which was decorated in an extremely simple and even simple style. It was full of the outdated feeling of the 40s, and even William could feel the distortion of decay.

Such decoration can bring some peace of mind to Steve, but it will make him trapped in the whirlpool of memories all day long and unable to get out.

So William wants to help Steve and let him adapt to this era

"I didn't expect that we could all survive that plane. I never thought that I would sleep for 70 years. I may be a little confused now. William, can you tell me what you think?" Steve greeted William. After entering the room, he started to take off his clothes. If he hadn't known that Steve was not that kind of person, William would have almost run away.

After changing into fresh clothes, Steve casually threw William a set of modern sportswear.

William took one pair and put it on in front of Steve. We are all men who often encounter things in the military camp. As long as we don’t have special hobbies, we will basically not avoid them.

I changed into dry clothes and felt much better after the sticky feeling on my body disappeared.

"I can tell you clearly what I think. I love this era so much."

Steve, who opened the refrigerator to get some drinks, paused and his expression changed. He took back the hand holding the Coke and took out a dozen beers.

Although he is not drunk, sometimes drinking does not necessarily require being drunk.

A bottle of wine, two people, a story, a memory, these are enough.

Putting the beer and some snacks on the table, Steve and William, who had his legs crossed, sat across from each other on the sofa.

"This era is indeed great. For example, the technology of movies has improved, but" Steve opened two bottles of beer, and the coldness of his tentacles made his expression more complicated.

William took the beer from Steve and lowered his eyebrows: "You should learn to integrate into this era. Steve is the dream of many people to cross an era. I also had a kind of regret, regret for the short life, regret for myself You cannot see the more distant future. You are afraid of the world, but the world will not abandon you."

Steve took a sip of beer and shook his head: "I tried, but I only saw the remakes of entertainment movies in the cinema, saw people squandering the dividends brought by the war, and watched them put themselves in the perspective of the superiors. to oppress other countries.”

Everyone gets drunk without being drunk. After meeting familiar people again, Steve finally spoke his mind.

When he learned about the world from movies and the environment, and when he learned that the country he was once willing to sacrifice his life to protect had become what it is today, the faith in his heart was completely shattered like a collapsed building.

This is not the country I want to protect. Those greedy capitalists have turned the country into a tool to satisfy their greed, and the people have become blind and arrogant by indulging in such false "glory." This country is already sick.