Nuan Nuan Saves the World [Comprehensive British and American]

Humans always have a strange herd mentality. If others say something is good, most people will automatically ignore those shortcomings and find countless reasons to prove that it is good. If others say it is bad, Then there will be countless people ignoring all the benefits and magnifying the shortcomings infinitely to prove that this thing is bad.

In the same way, even if countless good deeds have been done to save countless individuals, as long as there is a slight mistake in public opinion, superheroes will instantly become a threat and cancer to society.

That's why Chris asked his old computer-savvy friend Finch to set up a website early on to attract audiences who pay attention to this matter, and then used the comment area to create "Superheroes are good, everyone loves them and doesn't love them" Everyone is different" atmosphere, there is almost no negative news, and the excitement is like a large-scale online carnival for Super British fans.

In fact, although most of the comments are positive and well-intentioned, there is no shortage of super-English threat theory or other negative and malicious comments. It's just that the moment these comments are sent out, they have been blocked by the small program that Finch stayed up all night yesterday. It was directly screened out, and the comments that can be shown to the public are positive, kind, or at least neutral, plus some seemingly negative IQ arrears that Finch will deliberately add, and are instantly ridiculed by the crowd. Avoid being seen as a trace of black box operation.

It sounds like a lot of work, but compared to the terrible amount of information when Finch built the machine, it was just a matter of pouring a cup of coffee and staying up all night. In the morning, I still have time to go for a walk and leave the monitoring and comments to Riise dozed off and bought a small island that he had been looking at for a long time.

Very easy.

"But it's just some annoying comments." Reese smiled as he remembered something interesting while cleaning the inside of the gun barrel, "Young people nowadays are really..."

As he spoke, he shook his head and knocked the barrel of the gun on the table, acting as if he didn't see Finch's complex eyes full of dissatisfaction and worry cast on his precious love gun.

His new boss, Finch, is a guy who doesn't like weapons very much. Every time he sees him holding a gun or other lethal weapons, he looks like a frightened rabbit whose fur is fluffy and blown up. The appearance made Reese couldn't help maintaining his weapon seriously in front of him every time, and he was very interested in Finch's surprised and calm appearance.

Oh, by the way, in addition to facing weapons, his boss's face is also very thin. When he mentions those young people's comments, the tips of his ears are as red as fire, dripping blood, and he poured half a cup of coffee in a hurry On the table, the pitiful bunny made Reese get Chris a deadpan warning glance.

Riise smiled and spread his hands in an attitude of admitting defeat. Compared with the boss who is soft and easy to pinch and has no lethality even if he gets angry, the boss's friend is much more dangerous, even if he looks gentle on the outside The appearance of a good old man with no temper can also make his hair stand on end at the moment of meeting, as if he has bumped into a natural enemy, but the conditioned reflex is not to attack but to run away.

But he did not lie, among the screams of those fans who were screened out without negative and malicious emotions, there is a considerable part... a part...

Finch recalled those sentences, his face became more and more red, and he couldn't speak to Chris at all, so he simply pushed the classified part of the comments directly in front of Chris.

When they were young, the popularity of Captain America was still very high. When people mentioned heroes like Captain America, they mostly worshiped and admired them. Many people would use Captain America’s quotations as their motto. Almost everyone would write them in the small composition assignments of literature classes A couple of examples of Captain America are used to sublimate the main idea of ​​the article. In art class, there is always one or two painting assignments of Captain America. To be honest, Finch himself has several sets of Captain America’s collector’s cards and big posters, and he I bet that Reese has definitely collected Captain America's peripherals. After all, Captain America can be said to be the common spiritual idol of young boys throughout more than half a century.

But he never thought about how many years have passed, young people's worship of heroes has changed, and their interest has shifted from heroes' righteousness, bravery and fearlessness to their faces and chests...

ass...

Chris faced the full screen from "licking the breasts of the US team" and "Superman's big breasts are awesome" to some heroes who were not present, such as "Do you know about Ye Yi's ass [picture.jpg]" and then to Some of the villains who were not present, such as "Captain Cold in Central City is actually not bad, miss the day", raised their eyebrows a little cheerfully and roguely whistled, and read a few sentences with emotion from time to time, looking at the side Finch, who was about to bury his red face in the mug, smiled and said, "I can't take it anymore? Look, it's about you guys, but to be honest, The Suit? When I first saw him Thought you pried the corner of kinggvan, look at this custom suit."

The comments did contain references to Finch and Reaser, and after their partnership successfully saved many people in trouble, "The Man in the Suit" was compared to "Masked Vigilante Roaming Queens" and "Hell's Kitchen". "Daredevil" has become a new urban legend in New York, occupying a small place in the comments, being happily researched by the fans about their height, measurements, appearance, and attributes—ahem, in short, they can fully feel Seeing the enthusiasm, kindness and positive comments of fans towards them.

Finch is really going to stuff his face into the mug this time, his expression is very like a rabbit that has been robbed of pasture, full of bewilderment and confusion, even if there are beautiful and flowery rabbits in the store Captain Fidel, Chris couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder and rubbed his hair, then pinched the back of his neck along the hair. This kind of overly intimate physical contact made Riise narrow his eyes slightly, and his hands After a pause, he continued to clean his gun as if nothing had happened, and at the same time raised the familiarity between Chris and Finch to another level in his heart.

"Don't forget you too." Although he was Chris's old (jin) boss (zhu) for a while before Chris opened a shop, Fen was bullied by Chris every time and was powerless to fight back. Qi struggled and tried to resist, "At that time, your suit was still custom-made by Salvi Street, Mr. Elf who can miss work for two days in three days."

"Anyway, I'm also a senior. Even if I know that Mr. Reese is serious, responsible and efficient and has completely replaced my position in your heart, save me some face in front of juniors." Chris said while rubbing Fern. Qi's position on the back of the neck, he asked abruptly: "Is the medicine I gave you useless again?"

"If you're talking about that bottle of stuff that has no label, no ingredient list, and smells like a bomb," Finch put his hands on the keyboard and started typing (pretentiously) seriously, "I don't think anyone who is a normal person would Use whatever you want."

He knew that Chris had something to do with those gods and gods. When Chris was working for him, he would ask a shaman, witch, and witch for help from time to time. The smell of the lid can make him pass out on the spot, and he can apply it on his body without any doubt. Just smelling the smell will make his eyes burn and hurt for several hours, okay?

"That's a good thing I bought at a high price. Do you know how difficult it is to deal with those wizards with brains like rocks." Chris patted Finch on the back of the neck complainingly, "This weak chicken looks You can't run fast if you catch it, and you can't stay in the rabbit hole forever."

"If it doesn't work, I can also provide door-to-door service." Chris enthusiastically promoted after-sales service for the big customer in front of him who still provides large orders for his store, "And it's not like you didn't look at each other when you were injured Then I'll help you-"

The above is the reason why Chris was annoyed by Mr. Finch, who was so good-tempered that he was like a little rabbit, and was listed as a refusal to come and go in a short time.

Quite pleasant.

Chris took a taxi back to the store without paying any attention to it. On the way, he sorted out the website reviews he copied and generously shared them with his friends.

Even though Bruce probably doesn't want to see the compliments about his adopted son's round and round ass, and a hundred speculations about the relationship between Brucey baby and Batman.

But Tony is absolutely happy to see fans praising Iron Man's handsome, tall, talented and generous praise, and really generously donating money to some small forums where fans raise funds.

Tony. Rich. Dad. Stark's character design is also exceptionally stalwart today.

But these are things for later, Chris's biggest task right now is to face the TARDIS who is blocking the stairs of his house, cracked the wall and completely strikes.

[Daily-Doctor Who: The Tardis suffered from an unknown attack during time travel and cannot be activated. Please choose a suitable costume to repair the Tardis. ]

[Mission Tips: Da Miao thinks this is a special mission, please look for a suit related to machinery. ]

Chris flipped through the large amount of diamonds on the mission rewards, and knew that this was probably his own system subsidizing his poor diamond reserves overnight—if only diamonds could really be exchanged for diamonds, now this must be The regulation that only high-standard energy bodies can be recharged makes Chris almost listed as a rejected account by hell.

Who makes the devil's soul have high energy value and likes to renege on debts and do bad deeds so that he has no psychological burden. When the diamonds are the most lacking, Chris can black out an army in a day.

[You're welcome. ] The system consciously pretended that Chris expressed his gratitude to him and posted a message, and then dutifully connected to the internal system of the TARDIS to start scanning.

[TARDIS is very highly evolved. ] The system feeds back the results of its own scan to Chris, [the existence of infinitely close to life, similar to mechanically transformed creatures, has a soul in itself. ]

So Chris gave up the few sets of mechanic suits that he was planning to use. At most, those suits could only repair the outer shell of the TARDIS, and there was no way to deal with the complex system inside it.

But speaking of energy bodies...

Chris suddenly remembered that he seemed to have such a set. He used to spend a lot of money to get it, but because the effect was exaggerated and not very useful, the current set at the bottom of the box was probably usable.

——No way, after all, he threw the blame on the doctor, so he has to think of a way to calm down the anger, such as repairing the TARDIS, which has been on strike until the doctor is a little helpless.

"Search for the suit..." Because he had never used it since he got it, it took Chris a few seconds to recall the name of the suit, "Steam Wings Suit."

Probably a few years ago, when he persistently used various rare energy bodies, such as digging out a large pile of green ores with unknown functions but extremely powerful energy from the bottom of the sea, or eating the souls of some demons and adding their After feeding the system with his entire inventory for several years, Chris got his hands on a set that looked great but wasn't really useful.

[Search Set - Steam Wings]

[The search is complete, whether to equip it]

The vampire for thousands of years, the witch who manipulated time, the invader from another dimension, the mechanical witch who was given such a name, gracefully stretched out the wings made of machinery and magic behind her.

The pure golden long hair spreads behind her back, and the breath of gears and magic blends perfectly on the dreamlike wings. The complicated and gorgeous floor-sweeping dress is even countless times more luxurious than Grace's. The wing-shaped ornaments in the hair are decorated with The beautiful sapphire, and the pair of cold and indifferent blue eyes slightly drooping, are clear and cold that no gemstone can match.

It's like the high and boundless sky, like the ocean with broken ice floating, like the cleanest and coldest blue without any human beings, rippling with the indifference of always staying out of things.

Magic and machinery, originally incompatible existences, have become indistinguishable best partners in these hands. Although it is impossible to truly decipher the complex and profound alien technology in the TARDIS, the exquisite magic originating from this world is enough to fill the gap. Those omissions and weak vacancies, the magic of time, the magic of space, the magic that was originally close to vegetation and repelled metals obediently attached to the damaged parts of the Tardis, replacing the parts that had lost their original functions, Chris even It also repaired the camouflage system that had been broken for many years, filled in the exquisite defensive spells and self-defense functions, and at the end of the repair found the unknown reason that prevented the normal activation of the Tardis.

A piece of data flow that he was familiar with and unfamiliar was just stuck on the core of the TARDIS, so that the TARDIS had to make a forced landing when it ran to a certain point.

It looks exactly like the data flow recovered from the Rubik's Cube, when it felt the breath of Chris, it approached like a magnet being absorbed, and disappeared in an instant like a drop of water falling into the sea. In the huge data flow of the system.

[Data stream recycling starts, 1%, 25%...]

This data flow is much smaller than that in the Rubik's Cube, and the system absorbs it much faster, but Chris looked at the figure stripped from the fused data flow, slightly absent-minded.

It was a pale and thin young girl's figure, her dull eyes fell on a certain point in the void, her voice was intermittent, but her expression was serene and serene.

"If you see this video, it means that the doctor has arrived at the time I scheduled."

"As you can see, the future I live in is not so good, and I have no way of knowing what kind of future the tips I give you will lead you to."

"Anyway, I'm already dead when you see this video. It doesn't really matter what the future holds."

After conveying the central idea of ​​"I'll leave him alone after I die", the girl in the video showed a shallow smile, her distorted and chaotic figure briefly transformed into a pale and thin young man with dark gray mid-length hair at the end Slightly curled up, blinking light-colored eyes and smiling lazily, said in the soft tone of Chris: "But anyway, you are also me, don't get out too quickly."

"Otherwise I will lose face."

During the few seconds that Chris was silent, the system couldn't help swiping a few messages while digesting the data stream.

[I now believe that Grice the Doctor met was your future self. ]

[There will never be another person who can be so righteous as a bastard. ]

"Thank you so much for the compliment." Chris smiled slightly, watching the shattered light spots fall on his fingertips.

Like the glow of a star, the shards of a dream.

[The data flow is absorbed, and the system is upgraded to the latest version. ]

[New function-Dreamweaver Association-Floating Dream Island is limited time, explore Floating Dream Island within a limited period, and you will have the opportunity to get Iron Man Tony Stark's exclusive rare fluorescent spirit-MK7. ]