Nuan Nuan Saves the World [Comprehensive British and American]

The best way to repair mental wear and tear is to get a good night's sleep.

Find a quiet place, close your eyes and completely let go of your consciousness. Although the natural recovery is slower, it is still more comfortable and safer than taking drugs.

The premise is quiet.

Chris slept quite uncomfortable this time, with noisy sounds coming from his ears from time to time. When he fell asleep, he was like a cat, and he could feel a little wind and grass, but his conscious perception in sleep was abstract. Vague, like being in a grotesque illusion.

The dots of light flickered, some flashed away like fish swimming in the sun, while others flickered around him like a broken neon light, making it impossible for him to sleep well.

A bad night's sleep is often worse than no sleep at all.

Barely raising his heavy eyelids, with unknown roars in his ears mixed with the sound of jingling, clanging and smashing things, Chris had honestly cast a series of forbidden petrification and silence spells before his consciousness came back. Sighing, he slowly pulled back half of his consciousness that was asleep.

Skull pain.

The throbbing pain made it difficult for him to concentrate. Chris sat up from the bed and took a look. The people in the room were pretty neat. No wonder he always felt dazzled like a high-power searchlight was turned on when he was sleeping. The one or two souls in the room are not so bright as searchlights that people can't open their eyes, or they wake up and see the souls wrapped in skins, which is not so dazzling.

"Hmm... The Winter Soldier?" The first thing Chris saw in the light was of course the Winter Soldier who couldn't speak or move after being hit by his silence petrification spell I can only stare at him with those pitiful empty eyes, black and black under the eyes, unshaven, and sunken cheeks, like a malnourished raccoon. Seeing Chris staring at himself, the Winter Soldier He sniffed his nose, and made a fierce expression with a stern look.

Oh, Chris remembered that he had a fight with this little raccoon before.

Raising his hand to undo his spell, Chris moved his stiff fingertips and stroked Peter's head, which was full of worry.

Only Peter is still paying attention to his situation now. Even Mr. Wayne, who has always been unfriendly to him, is now focusing on the Winter Soldier who is in a state of blowing hair in the corner. Captain America managed to hold him back when he was free, and watched nervously and anxiously with the help of Nightwing as Bruce plunged nutrients and tranquilizers into the Winter Soldier's veins.

The state of the Winter Soldier was obviously not very stable. After a tube of sedative was put down, he still struggled for several minutes before he closed his eyes with displeasure on his face. His haggard and exhausted appearance showed no sign of the ferocity that just smashed half of the room. .

Chris looked at the big hole smashed in the wall and the mess everywhere, and sympathized with Mr. Wayne for a few seconds.

After all, they are now in Wayne Manor, and they are all property of Mr. Wayne.

Peter carefully helped Chris raise the pillow behind him, and offered to help him knead his throbbing forehead, as if he only had Chris in his eyes, and he could almost see the puppy tail flicking behind him, wet The dog looks cute and sensible without blinking, not at all like the reliable and brave young hero who captured most of the Arkham fugitives.

Except when he happily mentioned to Chris about Spider-Man's further popularity on the Internet, Spider-Man, who has won a large number of fans by relying on his people-friendly and lively, has captured many fans because of his handsome and heroic demeanor who actively hunted down Arkham fugitives in Gotham.

That's beside the point, and Peter's happy that his fans are finally talking about something more serious than Spider-Man's stature and funny one-liners.

Of course, the topic of his twittering will inevitably turn to the Winter Soldier who was just sent out. Peter said, thinking of Captain America's crazy appearance, he subconsciously shrunk his neck and sighed long.

It was also at this time that Chris realized that the secret weapon of the Hydra was Captain America's former best friend, Sergeant Barnes. A broken neon-like pickup truck is on and off, its memory is confused and it is impossible to communicate, and its various states switch randomly.

So it's no surprise that when Chris goes for an afternoon walk in the garden, he bumps into the Winter Soldier crouching earnestly among the bushes, nibbling a plum.

On the contrary, the one sitting next to him made Chris raise his eyebrows in surprise.

"Long time no see, Ze...Charles." Chris changed Professor X's gentle smile from Mr. Xavier to a closer Charles, and the Winter Soldier holding the plum stared at Chris vigilantly. For a long time, his whole body was tense and motionless, and a fierce brilliance flashed in his eyes.

Professor X, who was invited by Bruce to help, greeted Chris with a smile. He closed his eyes and put his fingertips on his forehead. After a few seconds, the Winter Soldier suddenly relaxed. He moved and adjusted to a more comfortable position, bowing his head. Seriously took another bite of the plum.

It looks like a small animal.

The expression is very calm, but only very calm.

"His brain is very... chaotic." Professor X sighed helplessly, "The brainwashing is too frequent, and besides that, I can feel other forces disturbing his spirit."

He sensed extremely complex energies in the Winter Soldier's spirit, and those energies maintained a precarious balance, which made him dare not act rashly. After all, a little carelessness might damage Sergeant Barnes's already traumatized brain. suffered a devastating blow.

Professor X looked at Chris while talking, and Chris shrugged and understood what he meant, and readily admitted: "I fought him once before, but the spell effect should have disappeared at that time. If necessary, I can help with an inspection and dispense some medicine."

Although he felt that he could not even control the duration of the spells thrown out.

"Mr. Wayne has asked a friend to help." Professor X said looking at Chris's pale face, and then said after a pause, "You should take a good rest."

Chris's pale face is no better than Sergeant Barnes's. His face has no blood at all, and his voice sounds weak. In addition, as a mage, Chris always gives people the impression of being thin. At first glance, the Winter Soldier needs treatment.

You see, even Mr. Wayne, who was always thinking about throwing Chris out of Gotham, saw the pale face that would die in a second, pinched his nose and put him in Wayne Manor to recuperate.

"It just doesn't look good." Chris waved his hand and couldn't help smiling when he remembered Peter trying to push him out for a walk in a wheelchair just now, but he didn't say anything else, just picked the A few leaves fell down, whispered a few spells, and a flame ignited between the fingers. In an instant, the green leaves withered and burned into ashes in the flames.

A simple and practical protective barrier enveloped Wayne Manor. Morgana was only injured and repulsed by him instead of being pushed back into hell. He didn't know when the other party would make a comeback, so he was always prepared.

Professor X watched Chris fiddling with spells with the same interest as before. Only theoretical knowledge.

On the contrary, the Winter Soldier, who lowered his head and gnawed on the plum, was taken aback by the sudden igniting of the flames. The change of mood stimulated his unstable mental state. He jumped up and screamed in a low voice, and fell directly to the ground with his head in his arms. Before Chris could see Captain America jumping out from an unknown corner, nervous like a big golden retriever spinning around in place.

So Tony, who came from the other side, asked Jarvis to inform Bruce that they were coming to help, and by the way, he was thinking about how to tear up the matter of the Winter Soldier.

It's not just a simple matter of Captain America's joy at finding his long-lost friend.

Tony didn't expect Cap's short-circuited head to figure it out as soon as he met Sergeant Barnes, as long as he cooperated honestly when the time came.

As for... Tony couldn't help grinding his molars when he thought of the latest investigation results about his parents' accident, and tried his best to resist the urge to throw two old popsicles directly to Siberia.

The current Winter Soldier's mind is completely messed up and he can't communicate at all, not to mention his dilapidated physical condition and various old injuries all over his body. When it comes to the Winter Soldier, I can't get angry.

That was too bad, anyway, it shouldn't be what a hero of World War II, a loyal and brave soldier should have suffered. At that time, Tony thought that what he saw was a breathing zombie.

It is obvious that Hydra does not maintain their secret weapon very often, and according to the information collected from Arkham, the Winter Soldier has been brainwashed many times in the recent period, which almost completely broke his spirit.

——The Winter Soldier suddenly lost control more than a month ago and is suspected of recovering his memory. Hydra searched for a long time before finding the Winter Soldier who somehow ran to Gotham and became unconscious. Be obedient.

And the mage whose spell had confused the Winter Soldier's memory for less than half a month coughed twice calmly, and said hello to Tony with an appearance that had nothing to do with him.

It's nice that Chris didn't focus on talking to the Winter Soldier about shooting himself in the head, okay?

Tony looked at Chris, and then at the Winter Soldier whose eyes were already blurred and unconscious. For some reason, he suddenly felt as if he had forgotten something extremely important, which made him intuit that there was some hatred between Chris and the Winter Soldier. Can't meet.

This kind of intuition is very strange, and probably many people will have this feeling. When encountering a certain scene or certain people, there will be a feeling of déjà vu, as if they have seen it in a dream. Tony does not really trust this intuition. , but cannot be completely ignored.

He used this to explain why he thought of investigating the accident between the Winter Soldier and his parents, why he felt subtle pity when he saw the Winter Soldier, and why he believed the accident between the Winter Soldier and his parents even though he had a lot of evidence at hand. Together, he felt strangely that the Winter Soldier was not the murderer.

And why when he saw Chris showing a gentle and friendly smile to the Winter Soldier, his back felt a chill, and he felt that something was wrong.

Tony speeded up and took two steps, seemingly unintentionally blocking Chris' sight of the Winter Soldier, telling Captain America to quickly take his good comrades to the room to rest, then turned his head and chatted with Chris a few words to change the subject. , Professor X smiled knowingly and talked about those government officials who were full of complaints.

It was the only fun they had in the long and tedious tug-of-war over Premier League law.

After dinner, Peter studied the dagger that Chris gave him seriously in the guest room. Qingluan stood on the shelf next to his table and combed the feathers slowly, watching the young man's face turn red and then turn pale. I sighed again and again in my heart.

Gee tut.

young man.

Then Peter heard someone knock on the door, opened the door and saw Chris standing outside.

"Are you free?" Chris asked.

Peter squeezed the doorknob and nodded, and quickly turned sideways to let Chris in.

Chris put the tray in his hand on the table, and the door automatically closed and locked as soon as he raised his hand. Peter blinked in confusion, and was shocked by the approaching Chris and took a few steps back.

"K...Chris?"

Peter squeezed his thigh quietly, wondering if he was in a dream.

"Don't move, someone left a mark on you." Chris could feel the mark left by Morgana on Peter's body, so obvious that he couldn't even notice it.

He frowned and looked at Peter, from the top of his hair to the corner of his clothes, causing Peter to swallow his saliva and tilt his head back, his eyes fixed on the ceiling meticulously.

Of course he knew that Chris must have a serious business looking for him, but the rapid heartbeat was out of his control.

Chris could probably guess what was going on in Peter's mind just by looking at Peter's expression. His gaze swept across Peter's body and finally settled on Peter's lips.

"Tsk." Chris scratched his fingertips and put the blood on Peter's lips. The young man's eyes widened in shock, and he pursed his lips as if he could lick the faint smell of blood.

"Endure." Chris held Peter's arm and said a spell quickly, the skin that was touched by the blood from his fingertips burned like a fire, and then a faint black smoke came out of Peter's lips, and Peter cried out in pain With a sound, black smoke spread along the blood, pulling out a black shadow.

It was blurry and wobbly, and the concave and convex female figure could be vaguely distinguished.

It is true that Morgana looks right, but it is definitely not Morgana.

Chris felt some chills on his back. The moment this shadow appeared, the air was so cold that his fingertips trembled, as if what he was facing was death itself, death without any form but ubiquitous.

A deep gully opened in front of him, forcing him to gaze into the abyss, forcing him to be swallowed by the abyss.

He has experienced death. Although he can't remember the specific process, the half of his human soul was uncontrollably attracted by death, and even for a moment his consciousness was blurred and confused, as if he had returned to the moment when death came. .

It's not like, at that moment Chris was indeed "dead", his breathing stopped and his body was cold and stiff, but in the next moment, the icon of the suit [Stop War Feather] that he pressed in the closet before he had time to test the effect suddenly appeared. It flickered slightly.

In just an instant, the physical value on Chris's panel was completely cleared, the black shadow suddenly shattered as if hit by something, and Qingluan also disappeared into the air with a short low cry.

Peter hugged the fallen Chris in panic, rubbed his eyes and felt that he had just seen a blurry phantom on Chris.

Holding a scale in one hand and a sword in the other, a phantom of a woman covering her eyes with gauze.

Peter silently remembered the incident, turned around and rushed out with Chris in his arms to call for help.

Several new messages slowly brushed over Chris's panel.

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