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Tony's back shook for a moment, Phil almost thought he was going to fall, but no, he stretched out his hand, and gently covered the palm of his hand on the blurry transparent cocoon, separated by a thick barrier, there was a girl inside Brilliant blond hair.

The transparent oval cocoon-like substance seemed to be a poor-quality crystal full of impurities, so Tony wasn't sure for a moment if he saw the girl's head move slightly.

Is that an illusion?Tony's heart beat wildly again as if he had returned to heaven from the cold and dark hell, his eyes widened, and his vision seemed to burn through the barrier.

The little blond head buried between the knees lifted slightly, and the girl's hair fell a few centimeters from the ears that could not be ignored.

The organs in the chest moved wildly, almost rushing out of his mouth, and Tony shouted hoarsely: "She moved."

Phil was taken aback, wondering if he heard it wrong: "What?"

His eyes fell on the girl who seemed to have not changed.

After a few seconds of calm, the big fluffy cat next to Dolores's head squirmed visibly, and the long white hair swept across the top of the girl's head in a small way, and then Dolores The arms and feet struggled and moved a little in delight, like an oviparous animal about to hatch in an eggshell.

Phil immediately shouted towards the door: "Come in!! She moved!"

Fitz and Simmons slammed the door open seamlessly, and a string of scientific researchers in white coats and agents in black suits fell behind them.

"what happened!"

"Look! This layer of super tough material has become translucent!! Incredible!"

"Why is it glowing!?"

"Where's the girl's clothes?"

The laboratory was instantly filled with noisy human voices.

The excited scientific researchers immediately pushed Iron Man to the back. They hurriedly picked up various instruments and tried to rush up to investigate thoroughly, but Phil didn't give them this chance: "Everyone back up!! Agents immediately fire and equip, if She was aggressive, restrained her, trapped her in the lab!"

Fitz tried to attach the biological detection electromagnetic patch to the cocoon shell, but was immediately caught by Phil: "Fitz! Get out!"

Simmons grabbed his hands that were about to move, and was squeezed out of the door by the agents along with other scientific researchers.Fitz shouted unwillingly: "No! I haven't collected the necessary information yet!"

Fitz also drew his gun. Of course he really hoped that the girl would live, but at the same time he had to prepare for the worst.

When his eyes moved to Tony, the wayward Iron Man folded his arms and said, "If I can't control the situation, then they don't need to stay in the room."

Phil looked away helplessly, staring at the cocoon in the box not far away.

The girl seemed to be stretching in her sleep. Although she was completely wrapped up and her movements were limited, the cat was wriggling and struggling continuously. A huge ball of hair stretched out its claws to push the material that wrapped it, turning over. Roll away, and everyone can see that its activity space is constantly expanding, until the cat's head is arched to the edge, and the indestructible surface of the cocoon is protruded from the inside to the outside, extruding a layer of film.

Then the cat paws.

The cocoon shell that they tried their best to make a small opening was broken open from the inside to the outside, and the white cat pushed out from the inside, flipped out of the box, and landed lightly on the ground.

Under the vigilant gaze of many agents and under the muzzle of the gun, it shook its fur as if no one else was around. The long white fur that was wrapped and squeezed was instantly fluffy and plump, and the whole cat at least doubled in size, and then it began to groom itself leisurely. He licked his paws, his dark green eyes like Persian jewels casually glanced at everyone, and let out a coquettish meow.

"It's too big for a cat, the girl should limit its diet to lose weight..."

Tony stood behind two hill-shaped S.H.I.E.L.D. agents. Before he could finish his sentence, the snow-white cat that seemed to be glowing suddenly looked at him.

The eyes that were too similar to people made him shudder, and he said coldly: "Why does it look at me like that?"

Phil's finger touched the trigger lightly, and he glanced at him: "Maybe you shouldn't say something like telling him to lose weight, I think he seems to understand."

Tony looked helpless: "Really? Him? I thought you were too old to read fairy tale books."

The white cat, which was about the same size as a medium-sized dog, looked at everyone contemptuously. It focused on Tony for a few more seconds, and meowed twice.

For some reason, everyone present felt that they heard obvious provocation from the meowing.

The demeanor of the snow-white long-haired cat is dignified and reserved that is unique to felines. His thick and fluffy hair is shiny and meticulous. He is so noble and elegant as if he is sitting on his throne and looking down at them, which is obviously missing. A piece of left ear and a tail much shorter than ordinary cats did not detract from his majesty.

He shook his head helplessly in an extremely humane way, turned around, jumped onto the table, and got into the box.

"..." The scene was silent, and now everyone felt a strange feeling in their hearts.The picture froze for a few seconds, and an agent quietly lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing the white cat, whispered: "Do we need to do anything?"

The scene of a group of heavily armed S.H.I.E.L.D. agents and Iron Man nervously pointing their guns at a cat is, to be honest, a little funny, even they think so.

Phil coughed in a disguised manner, and put away the gun: "Put it down."

The snow-white hair loomed on the edge of the box, and they heard a strange crunching sound. Phil took a few steps towards it, and found that he was nibbling the cocoon under his feet with relish, as if he was chewing delicious and juicy meat. The dried salmon crunched and quickly gnawed off a large piece.

He turned his head in disbelief: "He's eating cocoon shells."

What kind of habit is this?Do cats have this habit?Eggshells are eaten after hatching.

Wait, are cats viviparous?

Sounds like a snake or a crocodile or something cold blooded....

"Okay, he's about to gnaw the girl out." Tony said calmly, then patted the guy closest to him: "Be a gentleman, boy." Then ripped off the poor agent's long trench coat , to the big white cat who tried hard to rescue its master by eating.

Phil didn't have time to stop him, he was already approaching.

"Goodboy, okay, your master is naked now, think about the lady, let me put clothes on her, please? Take it easy, relax, I promise this bunch of rude agents will not use guns again Pointing at you, ok, now take a deep breath..."

Just like he was not the one who said loudly in front of the white cat that he should lose weight, Tony held a large men's windbreaker and watched the white cat nervously while walking cautiously.

He saw that the white cat's sharp claws had easily broken the cocoon shell, which was still indestructible before, like pieces of broken crystals, with the sharp edges glowing coldly.He bet that it must be the best raw material for making cold weapons.

Tony took a deep breath while watching the white cat's every move. The cat's claws the size of a baby's fist dug away the broken cocoons on the surface, revealing the girl's body bit by bit, and then opened its mouth to grab some pieces of appropriate size, seriously. Chew, listen to the sound, it's quite crunchy.

The white cat stared at him with dark green eyes, chewing the crunchy pieces expressionlessly while staring at him, making him sweat profusely.

But his attitude can be called connivance. He seemed to really understand Tony's meaning. He not only thoughtfully dug out enough gaps for Tony to wrap Dolores in the cocoon, but also took small steps to the A part of the space was set aside.

Then he even pretended not to see it when Tony thought it was concealed enough and quietly reached out to take away the two pieces of the cocoon shell.

Tony carefully put the windbreaker on the naked girl, and when he was about to take her out of the cocoon, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head and reprimanded the staring agents in a low voice: "Turn around! You rascals, this isn't a Playboy cover shoot."

The agents who had been wronged for no reason turned around in a hurry. Phil finally couldn't help it, and turned his back to him and said, "What happened? You're not real Tony Stark."

The cold joke made a hole in the tense air, and the laughter came out one after another, and then was suppressed again.

Tony ignored Phil's teasing and the faint titters of the agents. He pulled Dolores out of the broken cocoon bit by bit with great difficulty, not only being careful that the sharp fragments would not scratch her The skin should be very gentlemanly to minimize touching places that should not be touched, and at the same time ensure that it is tightly wrapped.

Because the white cat kept crunching and chewing, leisurely monitoring his every move.

He genuinely doubted that if he wasn't careful enough, the little animal, which was too human for a cat, would tear out his throat in one bite, then crunch his bones.

Tony was pretty sure his bones weren't as hard as this weird cocoon.

The precision of this series of actions is no less than changing the Ark reactor for himself... Anyway, he thinks so, especially when all this happened under the watchful eye of a weird little monster, and he also had a scar on his forehead. Sweat a little.

In the end, Dolores was lying tightly wrapped in his arms from the neck down to the middle of her thighs. The girl was still sleeping soundly. Except for her slightly disheveled hair, she couldn't look better. There is a faint healthy blush, and there is even a smile on the corner of the mouth, quiet and sweet, like a little angel who fell asleep after listening to a beautiful fairy tale.

Her warm body temperature and beating heart made Tony's heart fall back to its original position, and he even silently thanked God in his heart that she was indeed still alive.

He closed his eyes hard, suppressing the dizziness caused by excitement.

"Take her to the infirmary, we should give her a detailed examination." When Phil said this, he subconsciously looked at the white cat who was buried in a piece that was too big.

He gave up the too big cocoon shell, raised his head, blinked his dark green glass eyes at Phil a few times, and then nodded as if he agreed with this treatment.

He agreed! !He agreed! ! !

So fucking weird, so fucking weird! !

Everyone felt the erected hairs on their arms in unison, and felt a chill in their hearts, wishing they could run away.

So in the dead silence, everyone stepped out quickly and filed out, locked the door behind them, and ordered no one to approach.