[Comprehensive British and American] Plague Meow

Seeing that his cat was winning, Stark raised his head in satisfaction, and Stark, proudly, also showed a big smile, and went up to pat Naqi on the back.

"We eat sweet and sour pine nut fish at night?"

"Meow~" Good~

But how come these two-legged beasts are on the same level as the pine nut fish...

Naqi didn't understand the complex brain circuits of Twolegs very well. When the smart butler notified Thor to enter, he always felt that sooner or later he couldn't help but forcibly dissected the opponent. Naqi stretched his waist and simply ran ahead. off to the kitchen.

It remembered that Thor had a big appetite, and was also a warrior who ate large pieces of meat and drank heavily.

So Naqi decided to make two more pine nuts today, so that Stark would not be able to compete with Thor.

Just as Naqi was squatting in the kitchen, concentrating on pulling out the fishbone one by one, Thor fell down with a "bang".

Generally speaking, if you don't take the Rainbow Bridge, Thor will fly obliquely to paste the glass. After all, the flying method of this product is somewhat unique, and it rarely lands vertically.

The thump to the ground caught Stark's attention.

"Drunk?" Stark muttered.

In the garden outside, the God of Thunder who was walking towards them swayed, and he did not seem to be sober, but his target was very accurate, and he rushed straight towards them.

It's so weird.

Stark felt very strange, this Thor didn't seem to be drunk, but a bit like getting an electric shock?

He frowned and asked, "Is this a hammer leakage or something?"

Thor didn't give him a response at all, and didn't mean to pause at all, and hit the glass with a "click".

The automatic glass door is on Sol's right hand side, and it has been automatically opened for him, but it is as if it cannot be seen, and it is still struggling with the glass wall next to it.

This picture is obviously not right.

Just then the elevator in the corridor rang.

Stark turned his head and was attracted by Natasha who came in: "Come and help me, Na, is there something wrong with that thing?" His finger was still pointing at Thor, who was concentrating on arching the glass.

Natasha, who was just about to relax, was stunned: "That's... Saul?"

On the side of her fiery red hair, Ess coiled around her ears, her tail curled up on the side of her earlobe, and her body wrapped around her ear bones, which looked like a cute ear accessory from a distance.

Taking advantage of Natasha's unconscious flicking of her hair, Es poked his head out.

At this moment, Thor's face was completely attached to the glass, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing constantly.

It seems that there is something wrong with the brain.

"There is something wrong, pay attention."

Natasha had already pulled out the gun from the side of her leg, and Ess also raised his head, showing a confused and vigilant expression...

To be honest, Stark didn't quite understand how he could read the expression from the gecko's face. Could it be that he stayed up all night too lately and his mental value dropped again?

Thinking of being attacked by Naqi again, Twolegs suddenly felt a little guilty.

Oh no, the most important question now is, what the hell is going on with the twitching Thor outside?

"Pong!", "Pong!".

After finding that he couldn't get in, Thor began to hit the glass with his head, trying to challenge the thickness and hardness of the bulletproof glass with a gun.

"Did he get fooled by some alien virus outside?"

Stark's mind began to let itself go, guessing at will.

But can Asgardians get the virus?Or the common cold?Burned out?

If Thor was really infected by some unknown virus or curse, and came to them for help with his residual instinct, Stark, as a comrade in arms, couldn't pretend that he didn't see it.

It's just that there is always a strong sense of crisis in Stark's heart.

"I agree that something is wrong with him, let's figure out a way to stop him and do another check."

As he spoke, he exchanged glances with Natasha, and summoned the armor to put on himself, while Natasha, who was only wearing civilian clothes, stepped back slightly, guarding from an angle that could be supported.

"Attention!" Natasha suddenly warned.

Stark, whose suit was gradually rising, was stunned, and the alarm bells were ringing in his heart. He saw Thor on the opposite side of the glass, as if he finally understood that it was not an option to use his head to bar him, so he opened his mouth very, very wide. .

Anyway, definitely not the kind to lick the glass.

Stark froze.

He saw a high-temperature orange-yellow beam shoot out of Thor's mouth.

"boom--"

tweet.

Everything around started chirping.

This kind of light beam is obviously very special, causing the surrounding objects to resonate with it. Stark immediately fell sideways, avoiding a direct blow, and at the same time let the rescue armor wrap Natasha, but failed to catch up. The front and back were hit by the impact of energy and flew out.

Stark smashed two walls directly from the living room and fell into another separate kitchen.

In the dusty sky.

Naqi, with a salt and pepper jar in his mouth, looked at Stark, who was on all fours, and then at the ashes of the food, and suddenly fell silent.

……

Why are you coming to wreak havoc on my kitchen? ? ?

Stark didn't have time to communicate with Naci, he didn't care where he fell, and rushed back immediately. The data panel showed that the rescue armor failed to fully cover Natasha in time.

This made Stark feel cold.

Fortunately, Naqi was at home, and Stark maintained a calm heartbeat. While mobilizing the building's fire-fighting measures, he rushed out and knocked that Thor into the air.

Stark whispered furiously: "No matter what is going on with you, you are not on the party list this time!"

For various reasons, Stark and Thor have fought against each other several times, but this time the feeling of the metal armor hitting Thor is completely different.

"What???"

Stark watched in astonishment as Thor was knocked to pieces by himself! ! !

Crackling debris fell on Stark's high-altitude rooftop.

???

Feel sorry? ? ?

Am I so against the sky? ? ?

Stark froze.

Uh, how many years will you be sentenced for smashing the crown prince of Asgard? ? ?

Stark couldn't hold back, and ran wild in his mind.

"Calm down, that thing is not Thor." Black Widow Natasha's voice came from inside. "The armor of attention, they climb it!"

His voice was a little hoarse, and his tone was calm and steady, obviously nothing serious.

Stark was relieved a lot, and soon had no time to take care of others.

There was an unknown intrusion warning on the panel. After the previous battle with Ant-Man, Stark added a lot of defensive functions in internal details, which happened to come in handy at this time. He was not nervous, and asked back while cleaning.

"What the hell is this? I don't admit that this thing is the same kind as our little Naqi."

Natasha was quiet for a while before she said, "Ers said this is not its kind."

"What else does it know?" Stark asked.

"It said," Natasha paused slightly in the middle of her speech, as if hesitating, and quickly continued, "It said that these creatures are not its companion creatures."

"..." Stark rationalized his thoughts: "Nach, they are our companions, what are we companions?" As he spoke, he had a flash of inspiration, "Erth? Earth???"

"Yes, Erth is Earth."

Natasha's tone clearly said, "You've finally come to your senses."

Stark: ...

Stark began to suspect that this parallel life of his life might have an enmity with science.

What is very important may be very small.

Earth TMD may be a leopard-print gecko that only looks delicious and soft and can be eaten in one bite.

Stark's world view took a little while to shatter, and then rustled back together.

Fine.

Today is also a bright and happy day, and it is a day to continue to refresh the lower limit of the worldview.

During the short time between the two of them, the creature had condensed again, but ignored the steel armor. It was as stubborn as if it had no intelligence at all, and was only about to try to rush into the room for the second time.

At this point Stark's scan also had feedback.

Those parts that tried to hack into the mecha helped a lot, making Stark's instrument analysis several times more accurate.

"It, they are a collection of many small lives? Uh." Stark choked, and glanced at the second flash report, "They have changed, getting closer and closer to the Asgardians Although the physical signs are changing slowly, they are indeed changing gradually."

With that said, Stark decided to rush over again, trying to get more samples.

At about the same time, Naqi poked his head out of the ruins. When he saw that strange creature, the little black cat froze for a moment, then turned his head to look at the scene.

Stark, suspended outside, was clad in steel armor.

A circle of protection isolated the entire room within the protection range of erth, and the rescue armor that had not been successfully assembled just now was broken aside, and it seemed that it was restarting.

The little gecko was still hanging on Natasha's earlobe, with its fat tail hooked up, maintaining the surrounding protective barrier. The fake Thor had nothing to do with this barrier.

This thing really doesn't have any IQ. If it can't break through, it clings to it with its whole body, trying to arch forward into the room with a strange posture.

Judging from Natasha's expression.

It's not a big problem, but the picture must be very stomach-ache.

Look elsewhere.

The open kitchen in the hall was bombed.

The fish tank was broken, and the fish in it fell all over the place. Siko diligently coiled them up one by one, and sent them to the still alive fish tank through a passage of another dimension.

Jeff's rat cage in the corner was also blown up, and Jeff was staring at the scrapped refrigerator dumbfounded.

The bird's nest on the second floor collapsed in half.

The cat climbing frame, Natch's favorite soft-fur cushion, a hundred cat litters of various sizes, the live water channel made by Stark himself, and the cat food feeder that has not been used for a long time are also scrapped up.

Natch: ...

After spending enough time outside, he went home, enjoyed the services of Twolegs, and happily prepared a human meal to feed the Twolegs.

But before the meal was finished, its home was bombed when it turned around, and Twolegs was almost injured.

A wave of low air pressure spread from Naqi's body.

Natasha, who was also in the room, felt something was wrong first, but Stark, who was floating outside, didn't feel it, holding the sample just obtained, and was still doing research there.

These things have no sense of machines, and seem to only have attack awareness for the creatures or target locations they are staring at.

So when they kept hitting the barrier, Stark asked the nanomachine to peel off a little sample and continue the analysis.

"How did they do it? In a dozen seconds, they became more and more like an individual, and they were gradually approaching the various signs of that Thor. What is this? Swallowing? Copying?"

The data on a few samples is constantly changing, and it seems to be gradually accelerating, Stark was taken aback for a while.

"The bullet doesn't have much effect. I tried discharging it, and the effect is average. Next, I will conduct a fire test."

"Well... Tony," Natasha knocked on the headset: "Don't pay attention to that, there are other problems here."

It's like Ess would like Natasha more, and Natch obviously likes Stark more, so when Nack has a problem, Natasha's first thought is to find Stark.

"Your cat doesn't look right," Natasha emphasized.

However, Stark was still floating outside, and he couldn't see what was going on inside the pirated version of Thor separated by a sticky barrier, so he hurriedly called out the surviving surveillance camera in the living room.

He sees snowflakes puffing through the screen every now and then, like when he had surgery.

"Nach?" Stark adjusted the channel, connected to Natch's headset, and tried to call his little black cat.

Perhaps in order to take care of the fragile heart of human beings, Naqi gave a soft "snack", indicating that his sanity was still online, and he wanted to move forward, but felt that he was being pulled in his spirit.

Slightly shifting his gaze, Naqi looked in Natasha's direction. To be precise, it was looking at the gecko on Natasha's ear.

It's looking at Erce.

The only one who can hold its spiritual body here is Ess.

[You told them that you cannot invite existences like us to be family members.Based on this premise, in your cognition, no matter how close you are to them, you are not really joining this family.You insist that this is just a house belonging to Stark, a temporary base for the Avengers, and that you or I are just guests. 】

There is no concept of time in the spiritual world, Erth said slowly.

[To sum up, as 'harmless', you cannot attack another existence that may be an intelligent creature because of this. 】

"This is my home."

The figure wearing the crow's beak mask had a cold tone and didn't want to talk nonsense. When the voice fell, Naqi forcibly pushed Erth's spirit out.

In the next instant, the whole black cat jumped out.

From the human dimension, even the slight pause caused by the pulling of its spirit cannot be seen.

Naqi didn't make a warning sound, and didn't even change his posture. Now that part of his body that belonged to the "cat" was gone, his expression was closer to that of a highly intelligent creature, and his eyes were full of angry cold flames.

A black undercurrent overflowed from under its cloak.

"what's the situation?"

Stark was taken aback by the sudden black mist rising into the sky.

Natasha, who quickly finished listening to Erth's translation, had a complicated expression. She pressed her finger on the headset and said softly, "Nach wants to protect his home."

Natch confronts the fake Thor.

Facing this little black cat from another dimension, the fake Thor braked the car. It seemed that he was not sure whether Naqi's existence belonged to some kind of creature for a moment, and Naqi had seized this moment.

The black mist rushed up and flattened that blob of something.

Everyone could clearly hear the terrible screech of a scalpel scraping on metal.

Those creatures are still fighting, squirming, trying to devour the components of the black mist, trying to simulate.

However, Naqi did not give them this opportunity at all, and directly picked up the components from the most basic genetic structure of organisms, destroyed their existence, analyzed and studied them at the fastest speed, and at the same time tried to destroy the original biological structure, so that It acquires a fatal terminal illness.

The fake Thor made chaotic screams, like the screams of some strange animals, and changed species from time to time.

Those creatures seem to be confused, and they don't know what to simulate now.

"What is it doing?" Stark asked subconsciously.

Erth scratched Natasha's earlobe with her small paw, and Natasha translated for it: "Erth said that Natch is trying to 'heal' the other person's body."

Stark remembered that Natch had a profound misunderstanding about "treatment".You must know that in the era when plague doctors were most popular, bloodletting therapy was the most "scientific" treatment plan...

"Remodeling? Is it doing a virus?" Stark was pretending to be calm.

"It doesn't make viruses," Natasha seemed to have a headache: "But it does know how to make people sick."

Stark didn't even spend a second thinking about it before he decided on his position: "This matter sounds a bit complicated, why don't we write the report, how about it?"

Natasha, who still had a headache, was amused by the familiar feeling of raising a cub.

"We'll talk about that later."