[Zhongyingmei] The superheroes I bought in those years

Patricia didn't recover until she left the collector's collection room.

She walked forward with a blank expression, her sharp canine teeth biting a piece of white from her lower lip, and all the objects she passed trembled faintly, as if she used terrible strength for every step she took.

The vague coercion forced the mercenaries of the "no collector" who wanted to gather around to make trouble to stop and looked at each other.

Steve glanced back before leaving.

——The back of the collector in his waistcoat has been swallowed by the rolling door, only the red-skinned maid is still standing by the door, smiling with eight teeth towards the clamoring crowd.

That smile is very decent, but thinking of her identity, I feel a little pitiful.

The thought only lingered in Steve's mind for a moment.

He doesn't know what the three views he upholds are in a universe that seems to be unreasonable, but he will not be trapped by this gap.

Maybe one day, human beings will step into space, walk into the chaotic and disordered universe, and open a bigger chapter.

Maybe human rules no longer apply, maybe human moral standards and laws will be replaced by new things.

But that was probably a long, long time ago, many, many 70 years from now.

……

They bypassed the drunken miners and boarded a dilapidated but very large spaceship.

For the first time ever, Fofo, who was too lazy to die and walked without moving, did not play tricks on Patricia, followed obediently, and did not bother with Yaka.

Ah...Buddha...The Great Demon King is about to cry...Forcibly forgive her...

Without knowing it, Patricia quickly found the flying machine reserved for her by the collector.

She opened the hatch, went to the cab to adjust the control panel, and checked the time on the light screen of the smart brain—it was still the normal time they were on Earth before.

"Are you okay?" Steve grabbed Patricia's hand that was about to start the spaceship sprint directly, and asked her seriously, "You are not in the right state, Patricia, don't be impulsive, calm down."

The girl whose movements were restrained by him took a deep breath, and looked at him like knives in her scarlet eyes.

Steve has an eerie sense of being voyeurized—as if someone had seen through his mind, his soul, with an x-ray or some other advanced device (forgive a 70-year-old earth popsicle).

Some crazy emotion rushed towards him, like a cloud of black and cold snake wrapped around the fog.

Steve had to hold his breath and force himself to think of something more peaceful.

For example, the child he saw one day after waking up, her smile was as sweet as a little angel, it was the beauty that their Roaring Commando, and even thousands of soldiers, had always wanted to protect.

He may be behind the times, but he is also pleased with the times.

After a while, the girl closed her eyes, regained her relatively normal gaze, and said stiffly, "...I'm very calm."

Steve was noncommittal, seeing that she had calmed down, he didn't expose her, but just let go of her strength.

Then, Patricia took her hands off the joystick and dialed a communication number.

……

"Beep...beep."

The acid pool outside was still bubbling, and the communicator inside the spacecraft also projected a blue-skinned and toothless head.

Yondu Udonta, who seemed to have had a drink, hiccupped, threw the bottle in his hand to the ground with a bang, and laughed:

"Dad's Xia Xia! Didn't you go to find the black hole? Why is there still a signal to send a communication to Dad?"

In the normal timeline, Patricia did not reach the earth through the wormhole. At this time a few years ago, she was indeed lost in the black hole.

When she ran to the earth through the wormhole of Saka in 2011, there would be another Patricia who could be contacted in this time period, and there would be no risk of "colliding with herself".

But appearances are not deceiving, especially those close to you.

Yondu looked at her, a little hesitant, and Patricia said straight up before he asked: "At this point in time, I should be on the way to find black hole energy, Dad, I came here five years later, wormhole The time is messed up, and you will be fine when you return to Saka."

Steve gave her a shocked look.

Yondu: "...Ah."

Yondu: "Turn around and let Dad record a video!"

Yongdu drank too much wine and his face was still blue and full of satisfaction: "My family has a girl who has just grown up": "Xiaxia five years later..."

Patricia's emotions were all stuffed in her stomach, and she let him manipulate the holographic image in a big circle, dumbfounded.

Recording and recording, Papa Lan suddenly became excited: "Who is this kid?!"

He roared so loudly that his teeth came out.

Patricia: "...emmmm, a person from Earth?"

Steve was embarrassed and didn't know where to put his hands.

Papa Blue looked like he was going to explode, and Patricia, who had a headache, could only bring the topic back to the point:

"Father, when mother passed away..."

"In those last days..."

"What on earth happened?"

……

In the Norse mythology of the earth, Niflheim is often called the "land of fog".

If this title is too vague for people to have an exact concept, we can call it another name:

— Nibelungen.

The Nine Realms often confuse Nilfheim with Helheim.

The former is a world of ice and snow full of thick fog and bone-chilling cold all year round.

The latter is the kingdom of death ruled by Hela, the goddess of death. It is also cold and foggy, but only the souls of the dead will come there.

Affected by the splendor of the Asgard (Asgard), people in the Nine Realms often only know the Underworld of Heim, but not the Nibelungen.

Even if they knew it, they only regarded the latter as a subsidiary of the former.

——Because the regions of the two are very close, when the world first appeared, they both appeared at the northern end of the Kimlungar Chasm, with blurred boundaries.

What's even more outrageous is that ignorant people/gods directly regard the Nibelungen as Jotunheim, where the frost giants are located, completely obliterating the existence and even meaning of this area.

The wheel of history is turning rumblingly.

Few people know the history of the Nibelungen, and few care...

—The death of the Nibelung.

In Patricia Udonta's childhood memories, although her country was cold and foggy, it also had a unique warmth.

The Heim Underworld next door, which has eternal night, houses all the souls of the dead. The goddess of death, Hela, who was suppressed and sleeps forever, does not manage the underworld, and countless souls accumulate and wander.

And those bones that have lost their souls, through the hands of her mother, are her best friends in childhood.

They had lovely white skulls and bluish soul fires, and within each bone was her mother's soul.

Although the mother is busy in the Nibelungen's jurisdiction, the bones still regularly tell her about her mother's movements.

They are mother's eyes.

——Although at some point, emmmmm, the lively is a bit too much.

The young Xia Xia never felt lonely, and she was proud of her mother's strength.

The Nibelungen people have a bloodline inherited from the Wurva Witch. According to legend, even Odin, the god-king of Asgard, once asked the Wolwa Witch for advice on "Ragnarok".

Tens of thousands of years of blood thinning have caused the Nibelungs to lose their talent for prophecy, but the power of dialogue with the dead has barely been passed on. In each generation, there will be a "descendant of Volva".

From the moment they awakened their bloodlines, they had no names, and their only title was "Wolva".

Only when the Volva of that generation passes away, will a new generation of Volva be born in the ethnic group.

And in Patricia's previous generation, the honorable "Wolva" was her mother.

——Although she has no throne, she is still an uncrowned king.

……

however.

People have bad roots.

God is not perfect either.

Since there are classes, there are ambitions, and there are gods in the upper ranks, and there are gods who are unwilling to be inferior.

Whether it is Asgard, where the Nine Realms is in the leading position, or the atrium at the end, there are all kinds of similar stories, such as power and position, such as betrayal.

When Patricia grew up, she often recalled the past. The more she saw it, the more she realized that the conspiracy against her mother was not without trace.

But the Nibelungs have been quiet for too long.

Hela in the underworld next door has been suppressed for thousands of years, and the only enemies of the Nibelungen are ice and snow and lack of food.

Volva, who was in charge of thousands of corpses, didn't regard those clues as a threat worthy of fear, or, in Patricia's later memories, her naturally optimistic mother actually subconsciously ignored this threat.

——Because she is Volva, a Volva who was born to protect the Nibelungen and inherited the blood of her ancestors.

The sense of responsibility in her blood blinded her eyes, so that she didn't realize that some people were afraid of her ability.

People who have enjoyed asylum for too long are finally starting to think about more needs than "survival", they want, human rights.

Because according to tradition, the dead Nibelungen people were also part of Wolva's thousands of troops.

Received the protection of Wolva in life, and will also be the vanguard of the Nibelungen after death.

This is the trump card of Niflheim's inheritance and growth, but it is also in the eyes of ambitious people...

crime.

……

Piloting a dark and old spaceship that looked like an abyssal behemoth, Patricia held the joystick, her lips pressed tightly together like a clam shell protecting a pearl.

The words that my father said before leaving the land of ignorance seem to be still echoing in my ears: "...I always feel that it will take more than ten or twenty years before you ask me this question. Hey, time is so fucking fast."

"Since Tiwan gave you the clue, go home and have a look, Xia Xia."

"Of course Dad won't lie to you, but the same thing is different in the eyes of different people."

"You've grown up... you have to distinguish right from wrong."

The blue-skinned, barren-toothed centaur grinned uncomfortably. He wanted to appear loving, but because of his appearance, he looked like he wanted to eat a child.

"Regardless of what you see, remember, Daddy loves you, and many others love you too."

Patricia went through Yondu's words countless times in her mind, always feeling that he meant something, but couldn't grasp the point.

With a "bang", there was a slight movement behind him.

Only then did the girl think of another person in the spaceship who hadn't made a sound since she started the spaceship.

Turning his head, he met the slightly embarrassed face of the blond man because he accidentally kicked a can.

Fofo lay at his feet and yawned lazily, the kicked down can just rolled to its mouth.

In line with the idea of ​​not eating for nothing, the Tibetan fox with a big pie face opened its mouth and bit it, but the herring juice filled its mouth with a "puchi" sound...

A wonderful, indescribable smell that made people want to escape immediately permeated the entire empty cockpit.

Steve, who has a quadruple sense of smell, and Patricia, who also has an exceptionally sensitive sense of smell: "..."

At this moment, no one has the brains to think about why there is [canned herring] stored in Tiwan's spaceship.

The triangular-eyed Buddha has already rolled his eyes and fell limply.

Patricia jumped up from her seat, frantically looking for an isolation mask in the spaceship.

It wasn't until the two of them put on the round transparent covers, and the fresh air that could be breathed filled the nasal cavity, that Patricia regained her strength, and Ge You collapsed on the seat.

The troubles of ethnic groups, conspiracies, and the earth are temporarily put aside.

The embarrassment of being disturbed was completely transformed into a common enemy who suffered together.

She touched Steve's blond head under the hood, and asked sincerely:

"You earthlings don't have any protective measures. Why are you still alive when you come to another planet?"

Steve: "..."

I can't help but how many can I send if I can breathe freely?