[Zhongyingmei] Fox ancestor and sweetheart soldier

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"Aww!" (Help me open it!)

As soon as he entered the apartment, Mao Tuanzi could no longer resist the temptation of the smell of roast chicken, and anxiously commanded the big benefactor.

"Is Angus hungry? Open it for you as soon as I wash my hands." Steve put the bag on the dining table and comforted him.

The big benefactor ignored it, and Mao Tuanzi looked at the big benefactor who entered the bathroom and closed the door, expressing his displeasure.It has endured all the way, and it didn't even give it food when it got home.

"Stab!"

Mao Tuanzi swung his paw down, and a big hole appeared in the transparent plastic packaging box.Mao Tuanzi stared at his front paws blankly at first, then his eyes lit up, and he lowered his paws again, and the packaging box that got in the way immediately became shattered.

"Angus, be obedient, I'll go out right away." Hearing the movement, Steve thought that Mao Tuanzi was expressing his dissatisfaction.

"Wow!" Without the cover of the packing box, the smell of the roasted chicken wafted more and more into his nose, Mao Tuanzi pouted his little butt and buried his head in his mouth to eat.

When Steve opened the bathroom door and came out, Mao Tuanzi burped and looked innocently at the stunned Steve at the door.

The fox's face was covered with orange roast chicken sauce, and it was still shiny. There were several strands of fluffy hair sticking together, and the evidence of stealing food was written all over his body.

"My God! Angus."

Steve strode to the dining table, and when he saw the remaining chicken bones in the packaging box, as well as the chicken neck, chicken buttocks and other unpalatable parts, the rest were clean and nothing was left.

Steve stroked his forehead weakly again.

"Angus, you always surprise me!"

Steve just went to the bathroom, never more than five minutes.How did Maotuanzi clean up a roast chicken weighing three to four catties in such a short period of time, even the spit out bones were so clean, could it be possible to swallow the whole chicken and then spit out the bones?

Mao Tuanzi, who was still in the stage of language barrier, raised his head and blinked his fox eyes, not understanding why the big benefactor had a distressed and worried expression on his face.

It's really hard to guess the human mind. It's obvious that it eats obediently.

Hey, being a pet is so hard!

Obviously he did something unbelievable just now, but the master is extremely innocent, what can he do if the child is ignorant and messes around?

Just a few more educations!

Steve sighed: "Angus, you'll spoil your stomach if you do this."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed the Mao Tuanzi without giving up, and gently touched the Mao Tuanzi's stomach with the other hand, wanting to confirm whether it had fed him up.Steve is getting ready for another trip to the vet in a while.

The soft stomach was not stretched by a full-bodied roast chicken, so where did the roast chicken go?

Steve didn't give up and touched it a few more times, but it still felt the same, what a ghost!

"Angus, you really make me suspicious!" Steve took out a tissue and gently and carefully wiped the sauce and oil stains on the hair of the dumpling.

Originally, Steve thought that it would be good for the hairball to eat a chicken leg, but he was also worried about its bad teeth, so he planned to use a knife and fork to cut the chicken into small pieces, so that the hairball could eat.It turned out that it was just a mistake, and a roast chicken that was not too small for Steve just disappeared.

Steve couldn't imagine, if all three roast chickens were placed in front of the Maotuanzi, would it be able to get rid of it all at once?

What responded to Steve was Mao Tuanzi's incomprehensible little eyes.The big benefactor always repeats a word with the same pronunciation, and Mao Tuanzi vaguely senses that this pronunciation seems to be related to it, but what does it mean?

"Forget it, you don't understand. I can freeze in the sea for 70 years without dying. You just eat a little too much. As long as the food doesn't damage your body, I can't bring you home hungry, can you? "

Steve stubbornly found a reason for himself, so as to convince himself that Mao Tuanzi's behavior was only a little abnormal, which was still within the acceptable range.

"Even professional doctors couldn't confirm your species in the first place, maybe you are special." Steve continued to brainwash himself.

"However, you have to promise me that you will eat in moderation in the future, at least I have to confirm that such a portion will not cause harm to you."

What Steve thought in his mind was that in the future, the food must be kept out of the reach of the hairballs, and every meal must be under his supervision.What if he let Mao Tuanzi eat Hesai, and something went wrong?

gollum...

Mao Tuanzi, who was being educated on Steve's lap, looked suspiciously at the place where the sound came from. Why did the big benefactor's stomach growl?

The front paws pressed Steve's stomach in a timely manner, it was a little hard!

It's different from my own soft belly!amazing!

Steve, who had been busy all morning, was a little embarrassed. At first, he thought that there would be enough leftover hair balls for his lunch, but the hair balls were too strong, and only the chicken bones were left for him.

"Let's go wash our face, we can't eat like this next time, Angus will be a clean little sweetheart, okay?"

The paper towels are really not clean, and the hair on the face is still stuck together because of the oil, so I can only wash my face to divert the attention of the hairball.With reddish ears, Steve got up holding the hairball.

The hair balls that had been washed and dried in vain regained their beauty again, their eyes drooping and drowsy, and it looked like the rhythm of eating, drinking, and sleeping.

"Drink some water before going to sleep." Steve brought the water to Maotuanzi, Maotuanzi turned his head unmoved, it was not thirsty.

It seems that I can only try the bottle!

Steve poured water into the cleaned bottle, and a soft thing was stuffed into the mouth of the furball that had closed its eyes.It moved its mouth subconsciously, and water flowed out, but Mao Tuanzi had already entered a state of semi-cultivation, and would not be able to wake up for a while, and began to swallow subconsciously.

Sure enough, Angus couldn't drink water on his own, so he made the right decision to buy a baby bottle.Steve secretly rejoiced, otherwise, after eating so much roast chicken without even adding a drop of water, wouldn't the hairball be very uncomfortable.

So when Mao Tuanzi didn't know, the first bottle feeding was successfully completed.Steve thinks he can try to feed a little goat milk powder next time to supplement nutrition.

This is how the beautiful misunderstanding began.

While Mao Tuanzi fell asleep, Steve took out the medicine prescribed by the hospital.I read the instructions carefully first, especially the precautions twice, and then I washed my hands again and started to apply medicine to the hair balls.

Just after taking the medicine, the doorbell rang, and Steve, who hadn't had any guests since he moved in, was taken aback.I belatedly realized that it might be a delivery person from a supermarket, and when I opened the door, it turned out to be a delivery person carrying several large bags.

"Sir, please confirm receipt of your item!"

Steve stretched out his long arms and took the bag together: "Thank you!"

Seeing that the delivery man had no plans to leave, Steve thought he had something else to do, and wondered:

"Do you have any other questions?"

Some young deliverymen stared blankly at the handsome man who was a head taller than him. He only wore an ordinary T-shirt on his upper body, but his perfect muscles made the T-shirt look very stylish.

The customer looked familiar no matter how he looked at it, but the delivery man couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

"Is Mr. a star? I...I think you look familiar."

The delivery man stammered and asked, such a person must be some extremely popular star, and it's also because he doesn't pay much attention to the film and television industry, and he might only feel familiar after seeing him once or twice.

"No, you must have misunderstood the person." Steve quietly raised the bag in his hand, covering most of his face.

"Oh, sorry! I meant to say that Mr. is more handsome and stylish than a celebrity."

The delivery man scratched his head in embarrassment, and praised shyly.As a small body with less developed muscles, the deliveryman's dream is to have the same perfect muscles and figure as the man in front of him one day.

"Thank you." Steve didn't dare to continue chatting, for fear of falling off the horse on the spot, he pretended to be a bit unstoppable and closed the door.

The delivery man got off the elevator muttering, and was going to check the customer's name on the receipt kept in the car, maybe he could remember where he had seen it when he saw the name.

It's a pity that when he returned to the car, he found that the bottom sheet was wet with half a cup of coffee that hadn't been drunk, which happened to paste the name, so he had to give up regretfully.I thought that I would never put unfinished coffee in the car again. Fortunately, the goods had already been delivered, and the information that was concealed was not very important, otherwise this month's bonus might be gone.

An agent sitting on a stool at the door of the apartment, pretending to be basking in the sun, looked at the truck going away, hiding his merits and fame, and today he perfectly covered the captain!

In a laboratory of S.H.I.E.L.D., Coulson was waiting to get the results as soon as possible.

"How? Is there a problem?"

"According to the test results of the collected scorched black residue, it was caused by a lightning strike."

"You're not kidding?" Coulson's first reaction was disbelief, but it's really inappropriate to question an experienced researcher like this.

The researcher wasn't annoyed at being questioned, and if it weren't for the clear results of the experiment, he wouldn't have believed it, because there was even more explosive news to come.In a calm tone, he continued to explain:

"Although the test material has been polluted, the remaining traces have been tested and further tested to detect thermal effects, mechanical effects, and electrical effects. The accompanying physical and chemical changes all indicate that it was caused by lightning strikes. If the location of the lightning strike can be determined , Collect more physical evidence at the accident site, and use metallographic analysis to analyze the traces of metal melting at the accident site to provide further evidence. Or if there are ferromagnets and other substances at the scene, just test again to see if there is a magnetic effect. "

In fact, there is no need to continue testing, the existing data is enough to prove it.

"As far as I know, there has been no thunder and lightning weather in New York in the past few days, and this season is not the time for thunder and lightning." Coulson looked contemplative, and the hairballs the captain picked up became more and more suspicious.

"Ordinary lightning does not cause such damage. Judging from the remaining energy fluctuations, this level of lightning is enough to blow up New York City in an instant, and it may even spread to a wider area."

The researchers were also stunned by this discovery, but the results of the various data show that.He did it several times and confirmed again and again that there was no problem with the instrument. The results were the same every time, which only showed that this was the most accurate result.

Coulson's always calm face was filled with questions like "Are you kidding me?"

Such a strong destructive power is no worse than some thermal weapons.If it happens, no matter where in the world it is, it will definitely be detected and reported. It is impossible to quietly appear on a hairball of unknown origin.

The key is that this hairy dumpling is still alive and well, the power of hell!

"I've done it five times, with one result." The researcher shrugged helplessly, the fact is so shocking.

Coulson swallowed, and asked a question that he thought was impossible, "I mean, is it possible for a living thing to survive a lightning strike of this magnitude?"

"Impossible, unless it reaches the level of Superman and perfectly avoids the vital points, but there is only a one in ten thousand possibility, maybe even lower." The researcher simply cut off Coulson's last bit of fantasy.

This is a strange fusion world, where superheroes from all walks of life seem to come together, but they have reached a certain balance, and they are active in their own territories.Each superhero has its own home and story, basically do not disturb each other.

"It's still possible after all, maybe there's a miracle!"

Coulson muttered, making the last resistance. He really can't imagine that such a terrifying power will happen when they don't know it. The key is that they don't know when it will happen in the future. The unknown always makes people full of fear and worry.

"Perhaps there is a second Superman in this world." The researcher agreed, but disagreed in his heart.

"Could it be Thor from God's Domain? He is the god of thunder, he can release thunder and lightning, and he can also use it to attack. Maybe he caused this?"

Coulson had an idea. This is the only possibility he can think of so far. If it is related to Thor, as long as he can be contacted, he can at least determine where the hairball came from and how dangerous it is.

"According to Thor's current ability and combat power, the thunder and lightning he controls does not have such power."

Even if it came from God's Domain, it didn't reach the level of destroying the world. The researcher always felt that the detected lightning might just be a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg, and the actual situation was more terrifying than his detection results.

"What about the other intact hair? What's the test result?"

"No results." This was another headache for the researcher.

"Why is there no result?" Coulson was already prepared for the next result to be even more shocking, but unfortunately he did not expect such an unexpected answer.

"There is no result. I have used all available physical and chemical methods, and have not collected any data. If I hadn't been told from the beginning that it was extracted from animals, I might not even know where it came from or what it was. I don’t know.” The researcher said he was helpless.

This is the best researcher in the bureau. He couldn't do anything about it, and others couldn't do anything about it. Coulson's heart tightened, and then relaxed for no reason.Maybe no result is the best result, isn't that more telling?

"Give me a copy of the existing report, and you will continue to study the rest with all your strength, and leave the other things to others for the time being, and let me know as soon as there is any progress."

Coulson hurried away, while rushing to the office of S.H.I.E.L.D. Director Nick Fury, he called his assistant.

"Hall, send another [-] agents around the captain's apartment, yes, select the best agents. Their task is to monitor the pet adopted by the captain with all their strength, and keep it out of sight for half a step, record its every move, report."

"In addition, contact Jane Foster, I need to contact Thor as soon as possible, and say that there is a very urgent matter."

Except for Jane Foster as his girlfriend, Coulson couldn't think of anyone else who could contact Thor, the God of Thunder.