I plant trees in the superhero world

Although there is no smell of traditional Chinese medicine around, Tony still can't help but sigh: "Did all the Chinese grow up drinking this thing? This nation is terrible."

Clint also sighed: "Yeah, what's even more frightening is that Bruce actually learned some traditional Chinese medicine from an old Chinese doctor. From now on, this building may always be filled with this smell." Said He patted Tony on the shoulder and said earnestly, "I'm sorry for you."

Tony: "..."

His mood didn't fluctuate, and he even wanted to kick the Hulk out of the Avengers.

Tony was looking at the information in the laboratory. After all, he got Sylla’s blood. It’s really not his style not to test it. After all, everyone has curiosity, and he doesn’t want to use Sylla’s identity to achieve any purpose. , but still curious why she can have such a powerful force.

The rich rely on technology, and the poor rely on mutation, but some people are no longer as simple as mutation, so he is a pervert!

The results of Silla's blood test were as he expected, and nothing was found. Apart from being unable to compare with every sample in the gene pool, she was indeed an "ordinary" human being.

Tony raised his forehead, he felt that he almost didn't know the word "ordinary"...

Suddenly, the phone rang. When he saw the call from Agent Coulson, he hung up without raising his eyelids.

"Sir, I'm sorry, my system has been hacked again." As soon as Edwin finished speaking, Tony saw the marinated egg walk in.

Tony made a rough sentence, and looked at Fury who walked in and Agent Coulson with disgust: "What are you doing here, I don't seem to welcome you."

Agent Coulson gave a typical agent smirk, genial but insincere.

"Stark, I'm not here to find you." With that said, Fury walked towards the guest room.

Suddenly, a figure stood in front of Fury, "But I want to chat with you." Tony said, and deliberately gave Fury a perfunctory smirk.

"We have nothing to talk about, and I don't think you want to see me again."

"Yeah, I really don't want to see you, so please get out of my Stark Tower!"

How shameless to actually admit it!

Director Fury also choked once in a while: "Stark, you know why I'm here, I want to see Sira."

"She's still resting." Steve came down from the stairs with a dark face, and he looked at Fury steadily, "I don't think S.H.I.E.L.D. needs to be in such a hurry to question a hero who was wounded on the battlefield in New York. "

"Captain, a person who appeared in the United States, has no identity, no travel records, and can summon a shield covering Central Park in Central Park to resist the attack of the Chitauri. Such a person is very dangerous... "

Tony added with a sneer: "Such people should be under the control of government agencies, even eating, drinking and drinking should be controlled every day."

Fury ignores Tony's interruption and just looks at Steve, trying to impress Steve with his eyes (crossed out), trying to get Steve to change his mind.

How can America's Sweetheart be easily changed: "No, I understand that you want to know more, but at least I didn't force Sira to ask her when she was still seriously injured and paralyzed on the bed."

Even Captain America doesn't know how to shake Fury's mind, and then he saw his capable subordinate Coulson looking at the star eyes of his idol Captain America: "..."

What's wrong with suddenly feeling like you're alone and helpless? !Bring a sane person out next time!

In order to maintain his face as the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Fury said coldly: "Yes, when she recovers, I hope S.H.I.E.L.D. can have a good chat with her."

Tony curled his lips, this was what Fury said unilaterally, and Silla didn't agree.

Cyril didn't wake up until around two o'clock in the morning. He was still very weak, but he didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore. Although he felt that he couldn't get out of bed for the time being, he was already satisfied if the pain wasn't so painful.

He wakes up the snoring system in his head: "Hey, wake up."

The system suddenly woke up. Although Cyril couldn't see the appearance of the system, he could feel that the system seemed to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and immediately: "..."

He is so uncomfortable that the system is still drooling in sleep? !

The system also felt Cyril's faint anger, and said with a dry smile: "Hey, what, what's the matter, brother, you can talk if you have something to do." Some were amused.

Forget it, he didn't intend to worry about it, "I just want to ask, how long will I be weak, and will I really have to be paralyzed in bed for three days?" Let alone three days, he felt paralyzed in less than a day. His bones were so weak, he might not even be able to walk after lying down for three days.

"Oh oh, let me help you take a look... um~ um~ eh? Uh! What happened? What happened while you were not paying attention?!"

Although he couldn't see the system, Cyril still rolled his eyes speechlessly: "What can I do, what else can I do as a person lying on the bed and basically useless?"

In theory, this is true, but... "But your body has recovered too quickly, and the vitality in your body seems to have regained some, which is unscientific!"

"The most unscientific person around me is you." Cyril complained.

"Just like you during the day, you are so weak that your whole body hurts, you can't speak, and you just want to die quickly, right? Look at you, you can still say a few words to me now, don't you think it's strange?"

"I can feel strange, and I don't know how long I should lie, or what I should look like. At this time, I feel that everything is normal." Cyril was basically in a state of letting himself go. After suffering so much during the day, For the time being, he felt that nothing mattered, as long as he didn't continue to suffer.

The system was choked by Cyril, and he still tried his best to help Cyril check his body, and finally he said firmly: "You must have eaten something or injected something, otherwise you will not recover so quickly."

If I have to talk about what I ate, the eerie phrase "Da Lang takes medicine" still echoes in my ears during the day. Is it just that an ordinary doctor in Chinatown can be so powerful?

Cyril's mind was running fast, and he suddenly remembered that when he and Steve went there for a massage, the master touched Steve's back and said that it looked like it had been frozen for decades. At that time, he thought it was a joke, so he didn't let it go. In my heart, at this time, I connected it with the fact that Steve was Captain America and was dug out of the ice after being frozen for 70 years... It was horrifying to think about it.

He told the system about the matter, and the system was silent for a while before saying, "I never thought that there would be such a powerful old Chinese doctor in this world dominated by Britain and the United States. The old lady in Dou Wen, the old queen in Gong Dou Wen, and the accompanying grandfather in Xuanhuan Wen!"

I really didn't expect that the system can be regarded as a well-read book...

"I should still be able to drink the medicine tomorrow, please help me see it tomorrow."

"Okay—by the way, there is something I forgot to tell you." The system's tone was a little shy and apologetic, and Xirilton felt horrified, as if something bad had happened.

"Well, Steve called you several times, and you fell asleep again, and I couldn't help you answer the phone. He probably thought something happened to you."

"If it doesn't work, just buy a new mobile phone. Just treat it as a lost mobile phone. I don't know how to explain it for a while." Cyril thinks this is not a big deal.

"And..." The system hesitated.

"Say it directly, what else can't we say between the two of us?" Cyril was sleepy again, impatient with the system's twitching.

"Your car parked at the junction of Manhattan and Brooklyn was destroyed by... the Chitauri." After speaking, the system wished it could grow two hands to cover its ears.

Cyril is indeed stiff. Well, after buying a new mobile phone, he is going to buy a car again. He has only bought that car for a year, so it is scrapped? !It was the first car in his life, he cherished it very much, and he always sent it for maintenance. Although it was not a big-name luxury car, it was also the first car he owned! ! !

"Is there anything else, I'll go to sleep first." He wants to meet his car again in his dream, his miserable car~

"One more thing, you have an extra long-term task, which is to plant at least [-] square kilometers of trees within a year to reduce land desertification, protect the environment, and support greening! You also know that our tasks are urinating. If you don't insist on completing the tasks, you will die. Ah!" the system finished in one breath, and then played dead.

Cyril: "...how many kilometers?"

"Two thousand, square kilometers."

Cyril: "..." Wait, why is it so dark in front of him, why is it so obscure...

"Host, wake up, hold on! Victory is ahead! Host, you have to live with a smile! Isn't it just two thousand square kilometers? It's okay, you can..."

The voice of the system was still chattering in his head, and Cyril showed a weak smile.

No, he doesn't deserve it.

Cyril has always maintained this hopeless mood, and even when the old Chinese doctor came to take his pulse again, his mood did not fluctuate. Isn't this doctor able to get him out of the weak state as soon as possible? He wants to die and still cares about being weak.

Two thousand square kilometers, he has not traveled to so many places, how can he plant so many trees, he should just die, what's the point of living.

The old Chinese doctor held Cyril's wrist, frowned deeply, squeezed out the word "Chuan" from his brows, and exclaimed repeatedly: "This, this, this, this is unreasonable!"

"Is there something wrong with Silla's body?" Captain America, the good leader in the Avengers League, asked quickly.

At this time, almost everyone in Avengers was in the building except for Hawkeye. Recently, they were all dealing with the problems after the invasion of New York. The newly emerged Avengers were also under the spotlight of reporters, so they also had lunch. They only had time to rest when the doctor came to see Cyril, and they also came to care about their "teammates".

"Her body is also recovering too quickly!" The old Chinese doctor exclaimed.

Cyril looked up at the old Chinese doctor lightly, and Natasha asked doubtfully, "Wouldn't it be better soon?"

"It's not bad, it's just too surprising. It's like disembowelling in Western medicine. It takes a month to recuperate. If someone recovers in three days, don't you think it's shocking. Her body is like this, Yesterday I saw that the body is clearly lacking in vitality, and it will take a year to recover slowly, Chinese medicine treatment is slow, even if the old man is self-confident of his medical skills, he can take care of it in half a year at most, why is he recovering soon?" Chinese medicine doctors have suddenly suspected that there is something wrong with their pulse for decades.

"That's right!" The system suddenly popped up in Cyril's mind, "You are originally a sequelae of using the big move, and you only need to raise it for three days, but the external manifestations are very similar to the deficiency of qi and lack of vitality in Chinese medicine. Sweeping Monk’s medicine is excellent, it shortens your time by half, and you can be alive and kicking tonight.”

Although this was good news, Cyril still couldn't be happy. Two thousand square kilometers stuck in his mind like a spell. Although Cyril didn't really want to die, he still felt heavy.

Cyril looked at the sweeping monk, no, it was an old Chinese doctor, took a deep breath, and explained: "Doctor, maybe it's because I'm a mutation. I was supposed to be paralyzed for three days, but because of your medicine, I have recovered a lot, and I think I will be able to go to the ground tonight, thank you very much.” Although the medicine he prescribed was extremely nasty , but his medical skills are really brilliant.

The old Chinese doctor looked at the "woman" who did not follow the principles of traditional Chinese medicine because of the "mutation", snorted, and flung his sleeves away. With this stupid mutation, he almost doubted the medical skills he had always thought highly of himself!From now on, he will never see a doctor for the mutated Chaoying again!

Why, the old man can't have a temper anymore?

The author has something to say:

Cyril: Planting [-] square kilometers of trees, it really does die sooner. I shouldn’t have promised the system to be resurrected in the first place. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t be in such a miserable situation.

Shopkeeper Tong who ran to the wrong set: I shouldn’t have married in the first place, if I hadn’t married, my husband wouldn’t have died, and I wouldn’t have fallen into such a sad situation!