I plant trees in the superhero world

The skinny man jumped out from behind the pillar like a ferocious leopard, pounced on the blond man's back, and punched the man's nose hard. .

The blond man dodged nimbly, twisted the black-haired man with his backhand and smashed it to the ground. The man cleverly twisted his body in an incredible posture in the air, got into the blond man's embrace like a fish, and slammed his head hard at the blond man. The chin of the blond man is very brutal.

It's a pity that he was still caught by the man, and his skills were poor.

"Okay." Steve patted the dust off his body, "You've made great progress."

In just two months, Cyril's physical strength and fighting skills have made great progress. After his mentality changed, he has been actively training, working hard every day in Steve's new gym Exercising with Steve.

Other staff in the gym (Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.): envy, envy, hate.

This gym is actually opened by S.H.I.E.L.D. in order to better complete the work (to better facilitate the captain). All kinds of fitness equipment are available. In addition to the excellent S.H.I.E.L.D. agents as fitness trainers, there are also fighting Coach Captain America gives guidance.

Cyril wiped his sweat with a towel: "Maybe I have made great progress, but I am still far from you."

The Captain America fan who pretended to be passing by glanced at Cyril with an indescribable expression. That's Captain America at the limit of human physical strength. You expect to surpass him, how awesome you are.

How could Cyril know so much? He knew that Steve was a "hero" before, but after that he didn't seem to find any information about a hero like Steve. For a while, he felt that he might really be just a "hero" Ordinary people who act bravely for righteousness, but the very powerful ones.

With Cyril's combat experience, even if he uses his ability, he is not sure that his whip can hit Steve. Of course, it is still possible to attack stealthily.

This makes me more and more curious, what is Steve's identity?

However, when getting along with people, he felt that he still had to be careful, and not to destroy the friendship between the two of them because of excessive curiosity. Besides, there were some secrets, which would affect his mood if he knew them.If it wasn't for...he wouldn't have broken up with his ex-boyfriend.

"Okay, exercise consumes too much, let's go eat."

"Well, coach, you were the one who treated guests the first two times. This time, I will treat you. You can eat whatever you want."

Steve thought for a while: "I think the one you said last time..." He thought about his accent for a while, then hesitatingly said: "The fire... the pot is not bad."

"Okay, please eat hot pot."

When the two walked to the entrance of the gym, talking and laughing, Steve's mobile phone rang, and the sonorous and powerful American national anthem came from the mobile phone.

"Excuse me, take a call."

Steve stepped aside to answer the phone, his expression getting more and more gloomy.

"I'm sorry, Cyril, I... Something happened to my friend's house. I may have to leave for a few days. I won't eat this meal for now."

"Do you need my help?" Cyril asked with concern. It was rare to see Steve's expression change so drastically. Something must have happened.

"No, you go first, don't worry about anything."

After speaking, Steve ran into the gym.

Cyril scratched his head, confused, even if something happened, he still had to go to another place by car, why did he turn around and run into the gym?

At around ten o'clock that night, the system that had been pretending to be dead for a long time jumped out: "Host, Tony Stark sent you a message."

Cyril raised his eyebrows: "Help me see what it is."

"He said he might need you to help him from time to time."

"What?" Cyril frowned, "No more? Just this sentence?"

"Gone."

"Then ignore him for now, if you don't speak clearly, he will contact me again if there is anything, so forget about it." Sending a message is like guessing a riddle, and he is not so leisurely.

"A terrorist attack in Germany?"

When Cyril was in the coffee shop the next morning, the TV in the shop played something like this. On the TV, a man dressed like a British drama made everyone kneel in the square and killed many people. The news broadcast The video is very short, only saying that the murderer has been caught, and all casualties are still being investigated.

Cyril watched the man in the news waving his scepter arrogantly, shooting blue light and overturning the car at once, he couldn't help being startled, what did the car do wrong, it was just passing by!

Many people in the store are filled with righteous indignation, and everyone has a sense of justice in their hearts. When innocent people are in danger, everyone will feel intolerable and disgust the wicked people who acted.

Cyril asked the system in a low voice: "Such a villain, you didn't let me go on a mission?" With that arrogant look, Cyril really wanted to beat him up.

"How did you get to Germany?" The system sneered, "Run across the Atlantic Ocean with your acceleration skills?"

"Uh...pretend I didn't say it."

Cyril thought that this incident was over, and he himself did not expect how serious the subsequent development of this incident would be.

Another day later, Cyril received a call from Steve early in the morning. If he hadn't gotten up early to exercise, he might not have received a call from Steve.

"Cyril." Steve said on the other end of the phone, with a little haste in his usually calm voice.

"What's the matter? Is there something urgent?"

"Don't go to Manhattan today, stay in Brooklyn or Queens, pay attention to safety, don't run to Manhattan."

Cyril looked confused: "Did something happen?"

"..." Steve didn't know how to explain to Cyril without revealing some secrets, "Some bad things may happen in Manhattan, and I don't know how to tell you, but you believe me, let's start today." Don't come here."

"Oh, I mean, okay, the store is closed on Sunday anyway, and I don't plan to go out. You can't be in Manhattan."

"No, I'm..." It seems that he can't say that he is on the space carrier, "I have something to do, so I'll hang up first."

Listening to the hurried tone on the phone, Cyril was extremely puzzled. Steve suddenly said strange things so thoughtlessly, it was really a headache.

"Start Urgent Mission: Defend New York.

Task content: Aliens are invading the earth on a large scale, please establish a protective line of defense to protect the people. "

Cyril froze for a moment when he saw the urgent task issued by the system.

Aliens invaded Earth?Isn't that what happens in movies?

"Host, don't forget, you are in the Avengers movie." The system said lightly.

Cyril stood on the balcony and looked at the sky. In the direction of Manhattan, a huge black hole appeared, covering the sky and covering the sun. Countless black things drilled out of it. In the image projected by the system for Cyril, he It can be clearly seen that they are mechanical life forms with hideous faces.

"You don't expect me to run to Manhattan again!" Cyril wailed, and hurried downstairs, planning to transform, become invisible, and then speed up all the way.

He can't drive, the car will definitely give away his identity... But he feels that running all the way there is too much time wasted.

"System, you must upgrade a teleportation skill for me next time!" He complained fiercely, and finally drove towards Manhattan.

He parked his car at the junction of Brooklyn and Manhattan, found a safe corner with no cameras, quickly transformed, and accelerated all the way in stealth. When he passed 42nd Street where Times Square is located, he was dumbfounded by the mess in front of him. This was originally the most prosperous area in New York. The theaters on Broadway, a large number of dazzling neon light tube advertisements, and TV-style promotional boards have deeply become the symbol of New York, but now the billboards are crumbling in the air, countless The mechanical beings of the world are showing off their might here.

"Don't come here!" The brown-haired girl screamed to avoid a hideous mechanical life. She was forced into a corner by the aliens, and her heart was panicked. "Help me, help me!" Watching the alien swing its claws to slam her in the face.

"Snapped--"

A slender green vine was wrapped around the neck of the mechanical life, and it was thrown on the ground fiercely, its hands were thrown out and shattered.

"Okay, it's alright."

The brown-haired girl heard a woman's calm but gentle comforting voice, she tentatively opened one eye, and there stood a beautiful blond woman in black ordinary clothes, bending over and watching with concern Looking at her, the flamboyant monster just now fell to the ground and twitched.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

The girl cried and threw herself into Cyril's arms. Cyril stiffened for a moment, but still did not push her away, but patted her on the back comfortingly: "Okay, it's okay, it's okay."

Seeing the girl crying non-stop, how could Cyril have so much time to comfort her, seeing more and more mechanical life around him, he was also anxious when he saw it, and finally said seriously: "Okay, you don't have time to cry now .Listen, I need your help. Can you take the survivors to Central Park? Can you complete this task as your teammate? You don’t need to do anything, you go to Central Park by yourself, and you meet on the way You just need to tell the person, the most important thing is to pay attention to your own safety."

The girl wiped away her tears and nodded.

System: "Successfully formed a team."

He stretched out his hand and added a green shield like light and shadow on the girl. This is the shield-adding skill he possessed after his Heaven-Man Unity was upgraded to the second level. It is used every 60 seconds, and it is a group skill. Several teammates can apply several shields at the same time.As long as she is not harmed, the shield will always be there. This shield can withstand the damage of a bullet, which is not bad.

"Okay, take care of yourself." Cyril finished with a smile, turned around and ran towards the mechanical monster with a whip in his hand.

The girl gritted her teeth, wiped away her tears, and ran towards Central Park.