[Comprehensive British and American] Emanuel the autistic

After the disaster, the pace of life seems to have been pressed and suddenly accelerated.

The revived world has reinvested in a new round of rapid development. After the initial adaptation period, almost all industries have gradually returned to their pre-disaster status.

But this has nothing to do with Emmanuel.

His current daily routine is mostly petting cats, reading the news, and going out for a stroll occasionally. Other than that, he keeps in touch with the Decepticons to ensure energy supply.

And Tony seems to be busy recently. Ever since he had Cybertron's bird as an experimental subject, he has been obsessed with it and locked himself in the laboratory every day.

Emanuel told him several times, but to no avail, so he simply let him go. When he was bored, he would call Peter or Steve over to play from time to time, and over time he became familiar with AFC.

At the same time, the AFC also knows that Tony and Emmanuel have a super fierce and cute cat son.

Until one day, Tony, who ran out of the underground laboratory, saw Nico Fury sitting on the sofa at a glance, stroking the cat with a loving smile on his face.

Tony:

He felt that the way he opened the door might be wrong, so he silently closed the door of the laboratory and opened it again.

Well, it was Nico Fury indeed.

Tony: "This is really a rare visitor as expected. Are you looking for me to set up an Avengers Zoo this time?"

Fury raised his head: "Finally willing to come out?"

"Don't tell me you're only here for this silly cat."

"Of course not." Fury said seriously, "I'm here this time..."

"Meow!" I don't know what sensitive part was touched, the tabby cat suddenly frowned, slapped Fury's face with a paw, turned around and ran away.

"Aww, fuck Fuck!" Fury howled miserably, covered his face, and said in surprise, "Your cat is so good-tempered and didn't show its paws, or my other cat...cough, or you will have to pay for medical expenses gone."

Tony shrugged as he slowly poured himself a cup of coffee.

——Fury, you still said that you are not here to pet cats!

"Actually, they entered the conference room five minutes ago." Fury put away the playful look on his face and said seriously, "If you go now, you may still be able to catch up."

Tony paused for a moment with his hand holding the coffee cup, thoughtfully, then turned and walked towards the only dining room in his house that might be used as a meeting room.

After taking two steps, he turned back and asked Fury: "The Avengers temporary base has been completed long ago, why did you come to my house for a meeting?"

Fury had already hugged the cat back, took a deep breath, and said, "I don't know." Anyway, it wasn't because of the cat.

Tony: "..."

"I think everyone here should already know the current situation." Natasha said while sitting in the soft wicker chair, "Does anyone else need me to explain?"

Emanuel looked at the crystallized case materials in his hand, and was about to speak when the door of the restaurant was opened.

"We're all friends, you're welcome." Tony walked in with a cup of coffee, "But next time you want to borrow my house, please come to me and make an appointment first."

"We thought you wouldn't be out until at least the evening." Steve said calmly, ignoring Tony's sarcasm.

"You can work all day, I can't," Tony said.

Steve: This taunt cannot be ignored.

Tony walked behind Emmanuel, picked up the documents he put on the table, and glanced at them.

He frowned, put back the information in his hand, and said, "Is this the theme of your meeting today?"

"Yes, at least we can't find a way to deal with it for the time being, and we don't know the cause."

Dr. Banner, who huddled in a corner and tried not to collapse the ceiling, said, "Do you have any good ideas?"

Emanuel looked up at Tony.

"Is this some kind of disease or something? I think Dr. Strange would have more insight into that." Tony sat down beside Emmanuel.

"This has nothing to do with medicine, it's pure high-dimensional power," Strange said.

"Is there anyone here who understands the power of the higher latitudes better than you?" Tony asked.

"..." All eyes turned to Emmanuel.

"He doesn't count, he's not an Avenger." Tony picked up the documents on the table and covered Emmanuel's face, "He's just an observer."

"Actually, we are not Avengers anymore. The Avengers have disbanded long ago." Natasha dismantled the stage mercilessly.

"..." Tony was silent for a while, and Steve's eyes wandered uncomfortably.

Although it is already a thing of the past, it is a bit caught off guard to bring it up so suddenly.

Saul: "Huh? When did you disband?"

Dr. Banner: "Sol, even though I had the same expression as you when I first heard the news, why haven't you heard about this since you've been back to Earth for five years? Is Fortnite so fun!"

Saul was aggrieved, but could not refute.

"Then at least this should be an internal matter of the earth." Tony said, the document covering Emanuel's face was still not put down, "This alien... well, shouldn't alien objects be avoided?"

Emmanuel: "Although the words are true, why do I sound so wrong?"

Thor: "Excuse me, I feel like I'm being targeted. Is it my illusion? Or are you really racist against aliens?"

"Iman should be regarded as married to the earth, and he is also half of the earth." Natasha said.

Tony slapped the table, his brows beaming with joy: "That's right, Agent Romanov, [-]% right!"

Emmanuel: "Marry? Nat, I'll give you a chance to reorganize the language."

Tony suddenly felt something was wrong: "Wait a minute, when did the two of you get so close? Is it because of Iman and Nat that they are so intimate?"

Natasha raised her eyebrows and teased, "I never thought that I would be jealous of Tony Stark one day. Sure enough, I can see everything after living a long time."

Strange couldn't help but laughed directly.

Steve couldn't bear it anymore: "Cough! It's a meeting, be serious!"

"Yes, let's talk about you, be serious!" Tony glared at Strange.

Strange: "..." It's none of my business!Is Rogers talking about me? Mr. Shi, please be aware of this, thank you!

"Anyway, we thought Emmanuel might have some insight into the situation," Steve said, "so we wanted to ask his opinion."

"..." Tony frowned.

Natasha leaned back in the chair, her eyes flicked across the faces of Tony and Emmanuel, thinking.

Tony Stark doesn't seem to want Emmanuel to be involved in this matter. Every gag he makes is actually trying to keep the topic away from Emmanuel.

why?

"I don't know," Emanuel said. "It's rare."

"Have you ever seen anything like this?" Steve continued.

"No..." Emanuel said.

"The current situation is really not optimistic." Steve sighed.

"I know." Emanuel glanced at the file and said softly, "Sorry..."

Tony on the side put down his raised Erlang legs, and put down the hand that was resting on the side of the ear, and slammed it heavily on the table, as if he was a little anxious.

"No, no, you don't need to apologize." Steve said quickly.

Emmanuel smiled and didn't speak again.

The meeting continued, and everyone briefly exchanged their views on this incident. Only Emanuel and Tony did not speak much throughout the whole process, and seemed to have their own concerns.

After it was over, Steve went straight to Tony.

"Tony..." He called out to Tony who was about to refill his cup of coffee.

"Huh?" Tony looked back at him, as if he didn't particularly want to talk to him, and after a reply, he poured the coffee on his own.

"I have something to ask you." Steve said, "Does this crystallization symptom look familiar to you?"

Tony paused.

This pause caused the coffee in his hand to overflow accidentally, and he didn't realize it until his hand was hot, and quickly put the coffee pot back.

look familiar……

How come it doesn't look familiar?

In the past 15 years, in countless nightmare-ridden nights, he could see the person crystallized inch by inch in front of him, and see the extremely suppressed pain in his eyes.

He knew that this matter was related to Emmanuel, and he had vaguely foreseen this matter through the power of the fragments.

And he also knew that Emmanuel used his power to distort cognition to cleanse and hint the whole world.

No one can associate the matter of crystallization with him.

Not even Steve, who had seen him crystallize.

Only he who has been endowed with the conceptual "omniscient" power can feel all this passively and vaguely, even if this is not what he wants.

But he only knows that this matter is related to Emmanuel, and he has no way of knowing everything else. Maybe the power of the cube body still surpasses the fragments, blocking information, or his desire to know the truth is not so strong .

He said, "Familiar? Why do you feel familiar?"

Steve was silent for a moment: "It's nothing, it's just a hunch."

"Do you fight by instinct?"

"No, but intuition can save lives at critical times." Steve turned and left after he finished speaking.

Tony watched his leaving back, took a sip of coffee, and looked at the cube fragments in the storage room next to him.

After a while, he looked away, took out his mobile phone and called Dr. Banner.

"Hello, Bruce?" he said. "I've made a breakthrough. Maybe we should make an appointment to talk."

"You think he's not telling the truth?" Natasha asked flatly, sitting in the passenger seat.

"Hmm..." Steve nodded while holding the steering wheel.

"It's really strange." Natasha said, "The attitudes of the two of them are too ambiguous."

"Maybe they do know something, but for some reason can't tell us," Steve said.

"Do you want to ask the end?"

"No..." Steve said, "If they won't tell me, then I can't help it."

Natasha was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Is it my illusion? You seem to be a lot more relaxed?"

Steve turned his head and smiled at Natasha, and said, "Well... because I believe they have a measure. But this matter still needs to be investigated, and I will contact Professor X later."

Natasha nodded.

I'm finally back from the country!These two days have benefited the mosquitoes in my hometown and fed them fat (I’m so mad