Marvel's Fantasia

"How?" Watching Steve hang up the phone, Cynthia asked, "Have you learned anything? Is it helpful to you?"

"Well, it helps a lot, at least I now know what the United Nations wants to do."

"Then you want to talk to Tony and the others?"

"I'll tell them, but the final decision is theirs."

"Why do you say that? Do you have other ideas?"

"I'm not sure the rationale for this agreement and whether it's good for us."

"What?" Cynthia frowned, "Is there any trap in this agreement?"

"There should be no traps, but we are restricted by the United Nations, so we are not so free."

Cynthia wondered: "Isn't that good? Even if the superhero is too lawless."

"If it's just supervision and control, then I can accept it," Steve shook his head, "but what if you want to control our actions? Is it to choose to listen or not to listen?"

"I do not quite understand you?"

"SHIELD has been infiltrated by Hydra before, and it's all high-level," Steve explained. "If these high-level decisions are made, I'm not sure whether the mission has the meaning to be completed."

"You mean there are Hydras in the United Nations?!" Cynthia exclaimed, "Haven't they already collapsed?"

"It is said to be disintegrated, but no one knows how many evils are left, and there is no way that there is only one evil organization, Hydra, in this world."

He can trust his friends and his companions, but Steve can't trust the decisions made by unfamiliar high-level people.He cannot lose the right to judge independently.

Cynthia frowned: "Could it be that they will let the Fulian do bad things? Since it is the United Nations, shouldn't one person make decisions? Otherwise, isn't it a dictatorship?"

"But it can be influenced. The politicians know each other, and for some reason, they make unanimous decisions."

Half an hour later, Tony, Wanda, Pete and Vision arrived, Natasha and Sam were in Italy, and Clint was with Laura.

Forget about Banner and Saul, no one knows where they are.

Steve told several people about the news from T'Challa: "The specific content of the agreement is not clear now, but relevant regulations should be formulated to bind everyone."

Tony: "I think it's a good thing to have restrictions. At least we are supervised when we do things and travel, so they don't have to panic so much."

Tony thought he would sign.He has too much guilt for innocent and injured people, maybe it would be better to have a command direction.

Vision: "I think so too. Superheroes need legal supervision, otherwise it is easy to make trouble everywhere."

Wanda didn't comment.She couldn't help but read Steve's thoughts just now, knowing what the other party was worried about, and she also thought that the captain's thoughts were correct.

Pete looked at his sister and saw that she was silent, so he said, "Is that why you called us here to talk about this, Steve? Do you have any different ideas?"

Steve: "If the above requires us to obey the order absolutely, then I don't want to sign it, because it means that we will lose the right to choose independently."

Tony wondered: "What choice do we have?"

Steve: "Such as proactively saving people and passively saving people."

Tony: "What's the difference? Isn't it all about saving lives?!"

Cynthia raised her hand: "Let me give you an example. A person fell into the water and was about to drown, and a bomb was planted in a car three kilometers away. There were thirty people in the car. Who would you choose to save?"

While speaking, she used magic to simulate the scene of a person falling into the water, and then transformed into a car with a bomb.

Tony: "I'll hurry up, can't I save you?"

Cynthia: "What if you don't have enough time? In 2 minutes, drown a person or blow up a car, which one do you choose?"

Tony: "My name is rescue."

Cynthia: "What if no one else is there? When you are alone, which one do you choose?"

"Are you targeting me?" Tony rolled his eyes, "Then I'll choose a car."

"But what if the superior asks you to save a person?" The magic man in Cynthia's hand was highlighted: "Because this person is a certain royal family, and the people in that car are just ordinary people."

"What kind of strange setting is this?!" Tony scolded angrily, "How can there be such a coincidence! Change it!"

"Okay," Cynthia waved her hand to disperse the magic in the air, and re-transformed: "The terrorists kidnapped fifty people, and the United Nations requires you to rescue them all, but during your rescue, the other party still killed two people. 48 people were rescued."

Tony: "Well, what then?"

Cynthia: "Then the UN put you in jail because you failed to save those two people."

Tony: "Why?! It's not that I don't want to save! Is this something I can decide?!"

Cynthia: "But this is written in the agreement. The rules require you to obey their orders. If you can't, then you are breaking the law and they have the right to sanction you."

Tony: "I can have someone change this."

"However, the battlefield will change." Cynthia dismissed the magic scene: "And you can't guarantee that the decision they make is correct every time. What if you want to save someone and they don't save you? You have to deal with the enemy and they will not Allowed?"

"Then I won't follow the rules they set," Tony shrugged, "Anyway, there's nothing they can do about me."

Cynthia: "But what about the others? Let's say Sam, his sister's family is used to blackmail him to obey the rules, should he listen? Not everyone has your status, Tony, they can't touch you, they can move others."

Listening to her words, Tony frowned, and Vision became thoughtful.

Wanda suddenly said, "I don't know what the content of the agreement will be. If it's really unreasonable, then I won't sign it."

Pete quickly stated: "I support Wanda."

Steve sighed: "I just asked everyone to discuss countermeasures. I support the establishment of laws on superheroes, and I also support public supervision of operations, so that people will feel more at ease. But we must not lose the initiative, otherwise this may not be possible. It's a good thing."

"I understand what you mean," Tony leaned back on the sofa: "If the agreement allows me to bomb the Pentagon, then I have to bomb it, otherwise it will be illegal, right!"

"Is this something you want to do?" Cynthia rolled her eyes: "Can't your serious time last longer?"

"It's the first time I came to your house to discuss this kind of thing," Tony touched his chin, "and after talking for so long, there is no coffee?!"

As soon as Tony finished speaking, a cup of hot coffee appeared on the coffee table in front of him.

Cynthia: "Here, please."

Tony: "No sugar."

After he said that, there was another sugar bowl and two plates of snacks on the coffee table.

"What else do you need?" Cynthia smiled, "Honorable Mr. Stark?"

"No need," Tony raised his eyebrows, "What did you convert these things from?"

Cynthia: "The ones in the kitchen are all made by me in the morning. Don't worry about eating them, you won't die!"

Steve: "Watch your words, Cynthia."

Cynthia hummed unhappily.Wanda looked at her enviously: "How did you do it?"

Cynthia: "Just some little magic. I can teach you if you are interested."

Wanda: "I want to learn my abilities, can you train with me? I think you are the best candidate."

"Of course, I'd be happy to be at your service, my dear Ms. Wanda."

As she spoke, Cynthia lifted her skirt and made a salute to Wanda.

Tony, who was eating donuts, rolled his eyes: Why is this girl's attitude so different?

Tony: "Steve, your girlfriend is treating me badly, you need to talk about her."

Cynthia: "You don't do serious things all day, how can I treat you well?"

Tony: "Who says I'm not doing something right? I have a speech at MIT next week, come over and see what good things I'm doing!"

Just take a look.

However, Cynthia, who was wearing a mask, looked up at the tall and burly bodyguard beside her, and couldn't help feeling depressed.

Why is she standing and watching in the bodyguard group? !Damn Tony, he didn't even give her a seat!

Evil capitalists!Cynthia walked backstage angrily, but didn't see Tony.She unfolded her mental strength, and then walked towards the elevator.

"...You killed him. Even if you do these things now, you are just making up for your mistakes. Do you think you are helping them? No, you are just helping yourself!"

Cynthia saw a woman talking to Tony, what does this mean?

Seeing the girl approaching them, the woman stopped talking and turned to leave.

"Tony, are you alright?"

"This is her child," Tony held up the photo in his hand: "When we fought in Sokovia, we threw a city on him! Isn't it ridiculous? We thought we were saving people, but we ended up harming them!"

Tony's eyes were red, Ultron was created by him, although Steve said he was not wrong, because his original intention was to protect human beings.But the fact that so many people were killed made Tony feel very painful!

"Tony, Tony!" Seeing the man's irritable appearance, Cynthia reached out and hugged him, comforting him, "Calm down, take a deep breath!"

Being hugged tenderly by the girl and listening to the whispers in his ear, Tony's heart gradually calmed down.

He closed his eyes and exhaled, "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Cynthia patted the man on the back, then let him go: "How about I take you back?"

In the car, Tony watched the little girl control the steering wheel: "Why are you buying such a big car? Don't you know how much you weigh?"

"But Steve's going to be crowded in a small car. But you're right, I should get a small car."

"I didn't say anything." The man turned his head and looked at the busy street outside the window, lost in his own thoughts.

Cynthia: "I heard that woman just said that you killed her child?"

Tony: "Yeah."

Cynthia: "What else did you say?"

Tony: "Nothing, she's the one talking."

Cynthia: "That's not your fault, Tony. Although I don't know what the situation was, I know you have tried your best."

Tony: "But what we have done is not enough. After all, we are still not capable enough."

"Nothing in this world can be perfect, don't put too much pressure on yourself," Cynthia turned her head and glanced at him: "Shall I make an appointment for a doctor?"

"What?!" Tony turned to look at her, "I'm not sick!"

Cynthia: "Really? But you don't look well."

Tony: "Are you still a part-time doctor?! Then tell me what's wrong with me?"

Cynthia stopped the car and stared at him: "ptsd (post-traumatic stress disorder)."