[Comprehensive British and American] The Sims

The grand celebration is being arranged, and for this reason, the Downers Manor, which has been dusty for many years, finally reveals those incredible wonders and gorgeousness again with the permission of the hostess.

Residents from the whole world flocked here, and the peripheral residents who were not qualified to enter the manor also followed. The lower-class residents who had already known their humble status did not dare to offend this place like a sanctuary. They were silent Standing on the outskirts of the manor, not only is there no noise, even the line of sight is restrained.

It is precisely because of the awe in my heart that I dare not look directly at the manor standing in the dream.

Of course, there are exceptions. Miss Luna, the outstanding huntress, stared at everyone who walked into the manor, and firmly believed in her heart that one day, she would become the servant of the mistress just like them.

The ambitious huntress was taken aback suddenly, and the outsider walked towards the gate of the manor in a dignified manner.

Tony Stark walked with Nick Fury as usual, but this time there was no red steel armor behind them, but a wreath that looked rough and tattered in Tony's hand.

The eyes can't help but stare at the flowers that have been raped, the huntress's jealousy, what a precious treasure, to be manipulated by that clumsy outsider.

While thinking, the huntress stretched out her hand and carefully touched the white corolla on top of her head. This is something that can only be exchanged for a whole bottle of planets.

The more the huntress thought about it, the more angry she became. These ignorant outsiders didn't even know the value of what they got.

Tony Stark seemed very silent. He looked at the wreath in his hand from time to time, and occasionally glanced at the strange creatures around him, with a kind of carelessness.

Compared with Tony's melancholy and calm, the King of Agents seemed a little out of his composure. If only one or two unusual things appeared occasionally, well-informed agents would certainly be able to handle it easily, but the current situation is not like that at all.

Here, he only saw two humans, himself and Tony.

In addition, every creature that can be seen is a alien species that only exists in human imagination.

This kind of feeling is simply that being in a different place, the people around you have a different language and skin color from your own. Those other people are not human beings, and it is difficult for them to understand the human worldview, and their world should not be touched by human beings at all.

With a feeling of bewilderment, Nick Fury looked up to the sky.

The sky is a very light cyan blue, and it is difficult for the earthlings who have just arrived here to judge the passage of time through celestial phenomena, but the precisely trained biological clock told Nick that if converted into earth time, it is about nine o'clock in the evening.

In this world, is there a difference between day and night?

Assuming that there is a so-called dark night in this world, then on what basis does the night come?Is it time, or some kind of law they cannot understand, or as those people said, everything in this world is operating according to the will of the hostess?

Ever since the conversation with Tony, the fear of an unknown future has haunted the agent.

A huge groaning sound came from a distant place, and this sound immediately attracted the attention of the agents. This sound sounded slightly similar to a huge whale in the sea, but it was completely different.

The sound gradually became clearer, and it can be seen that the source of the sound was rapidly approaching them, and then Tony and the agent both heard a call, which was a wonderful sound like tens of thousands of ships drumming their sails together, and this sound also carried Some kind of wonderful rhythm alternates one after another.

The figure of the green dragon appeared from one end of the sky. Every time he flapped his wings, an astonishing gale would be rolled up on the ground. The green dragon, who was somewhat lazy by nature, did not like the chasing and chasing racing games like his two brothers, so He didn't cause much damage to the ground, and his flying speed was pitifully slow.

Of course, the concept of slowness is relative.

If you ask humans to describe it, they will tell you that before they seem to have time to breathe, the dragon has already reached from the horizon.

As the dragon passed over their heads, a huge, almost city-like shadow enveloped everyone, everyone who was shrouded in the shadow of the green dragon felt as if they had inhaled a particularly fragrant fragrance, and then felt I seem to have a new look, and my whole body is full of vitality.

The terrifyingly large dragon rushed towards Downers Manor, just when everyone thought it would hit something, the dragon turned upwards with a lightness that was completely different from his appearance, and flew towards the crown of the World Tree .

Even the native residents of this world, after seeing the green dragon, would be briefly distracted by the shock, not to mention the two people from the earth.

Nick Fury was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a while, but he was not ashamed of it. He felt that he was brave if he could not pee. He turned his head vigorously, and he looked at his companion. Tony Stark's face was pale like A dead man clenched his hand holding the garland, as if convulsed.

"Do you feel it?" Nick asked.

Tony nodded, motioning for the other party to look at the wreath in his hand.

The garland was tossed and tossed by him. It was already a little sluggish, and it was grabbed severely before. It should have been impossible to see, but now they looked at it, and the plants on the garland looked like they were just now. Picked up fresh.

So that is not an illusion.

The agent nodded. When the dragon flew by, the heaviness accumulated with the aging of the body suddenly disappeared. He suddenly had the illusion that he seemed a few years younger when he looked at these flowers. Maybe this feeling was not illusion.

"Do you need help? A guest from Earth." The girl's gentle voice sounded from the side.

The people on earth turned their heads and looked over. It was a petite woman who was speaking. Behind her was a pair of huge emerald wings. As her wings fluttered slightly, some emerald green luminous debris would fall into the air from her wings.

"Thank you," the agent muttered, as if he knew that his frightened foolishness was ridiculous, so he added in his mouth, "It's just that that one is too big, and it came out suddenly."

Butterfly Wing Fairy watched the King of Agents perform quietly, with a gentle smile on her face, "Your Excellency Green Dragon is the gentlest one among the three dragons, so don't worry about it usually."

After hearing the description of 'three dragons', although the agent still had a silly expression on his face, his heart tightened.

At this time, I heard the girl with butterfly wings continue to say, "Are you worried? Don't worry, the dragon belongs to the mistress, and they will not attack anyone without her order."

What if she ordered the attack?

The agent couldn't help but have such a question in his heart.

"Then we will wait for the coming of destruction." Said the fairy girl.

At this time, the agent was already looking at the other party vigilantly, his expression was full of defense.

"It's so strange that people on Earth would actually try to judge whether the ruler's will is correct." Fairy waved her wings and said with a smile.

"Do you think it doesn't matter if you're right?" the agent asked.

The fairy looked at the flow of people, motioned for the other person to walk and said, "The hostess has bestowed blessings on you, and I can't see through your thoughts."

When she said this, the agent couldn't hold back, and looked at the other party suspiciously.

Fairy still explained softly, "Every thought of yours is shown in your actions, no need to use special abilities, I can know what you are thinking just by looking at you."

Hearing the other party's words, Mr. Agent, who has undergone various trainings and tried to ensure that his thoughts will not leak out, responded to the other party with a toothache-like smile.

The polite smiling fairy continued their previous topic, "I can't see your thoughts, so I can't understand your attitude towards the ruler, but I think I can explain, I don't understand what you say is right or wrong, But that seems to be relative, and for this world, the master is the only one."

Hearing what the fairy said, the agent's expression became serious.

"Your world is unique, but our world is right or wrong, it doesn't matter." The agent said without hesitation.

Your master stays in your world, and the earthlings who seek right and wrong return to earth.

She clearly understood what the other party hadn't finished saying, but the fairy still looked gentle and gentle. After entering the manor, she bid farewell to the other party gently, but before leaving, she said in a soft voice, "Mr. Anthony, really Are there two worlds?"

Before the other party could reply, the fairy girl flapped her wings and left.

"Stark?"

Sensing something unsettling him, Nick Fury yelled, but no one answered him, and Tony Stark had become extraordinarily silent since he came into this world.

Shaking his head, the man was carrying the wreath and was about to leave.

And Nick Fury was about to say something, but the gentle butler stopped him with a smile.

Before leaving with Mr. Steward, Nick Fury was worried, and once again looked in the direction where Tony Stark left.

The huge Donners Manor is crowded with all kinds of demons and ghosts. There is only a glass greenhouse in the distance, shrouded in the soft shade of the World Tree, which is soft and peaceful like another world.

***

Liliana was thinking, to be honest she hadn't thought about anything for a while.

Her servant, Mr. X asked her an interesting question.

The original words are like this, "Even now, in your eyes at this time, can Mr. Anthony still attract your attention?"

This is actually a very interesting question.

If we compare it from a human perspective, put the ugliest person and the most beautiful person together, and magnify their skin five thousand times to see, both of them will lose their charm, and human faces are full of filth If you can see clearly what is in each pit on their faces, it will be difficult to understand their charm.

In Liliana's case, there were far more problems than pores.

If so, is it still necessary for her to be obsessed with the individual Anthony Stark?

In order to please Liliana, the servants collected a whole room of Tony Starks for her, but Liliana didn't think there was anything. Every face, voice, expression, and even soul was familiar to Liliana , As long as you move your fingers and infuse them with memories, these Tony Starks will be exactly the same as the Anthony she is obsessed with.

Not very interesting.

This is Liliana's evaluation of the Starks.

What about Anthony?

Liliana thought about it.

For me now, does he really have any meaning?

Someone knocked on the door twice, and before he could walk in, Liliana heard the other party call again in her familiar tone, "Anna"

Maintaining the human form, Liliana looked up at the other party.

Tony was standing in the doorway with the wreath, and he was standing in the doorway, not coming in.

Even though he was holding a white wreath in his hand, Tony Stark was immersed in the shadows. He stood in the distance, struggling endlessly.

Liliana blinked, subconsciously feeling happy, and then called, "Anthony?"

The name Anthony has been used repeatedly recently, but only this time, the man who heard this name was slightly taken aback.

Liliana was still sitting on the armchair in front of the fireplace, and at this moment she was quietly watching each other, like a child waiting for candy.

Then, as always, Tony Stark made another impulsive decision.

The man who made the choice was refreshed, and he just blinked his eyes. The gloomy feeling just now seemed to have become an illusion.

He walked in with big strides. Compared with the appearance just now, Tony Stark is simply a breeze now. He has been holding the white wreath in his hand. Compared with the exquisite workmanship of the Mark series, this one has been dumped. The flung garlands look too rough.

It's really a little too rough.

With a calm face, Liliana stared at the garland, and as Tony approached, she began to lean back, expressing her disgust physically.

And Mr. Stark, who came to her side, didn't see anything, and directly put the wreath on her head.

"Don't move, honey, or it's your fault that it doesn't look good." Tony said rascally while giving the girl a wreath.

Obviously the wreath is ugly.

Liliana was about to say this, but another sudden incident made her eyes widen.

I don't know that the size of Tony's wreath is based on everyone's head. Anyway, it's not Liliana's.

The ruler of this world, the little girl Liliana who enjoys the tribute of thousands of people received the worst gift in her life, a wreath that will slide off her head?

Not being brainwashed by the words of the ruler of this world at all, Tony Stark tore off the wreath very disrespectfully, let the oversized ring hang on Liliana's neck, and directly turned into a wreath.

Because she was in the human form, Liliana, who was somewhat capable of emotional simulation, looked at the man standing in front of her, who was arranging the wreath and smiling.

He is so childish.

Staring into those warm amber eyes, Liliana muttered slowly in her heart.

But different.

When she saw Anthony again, Liliana knew that the Anthony in front of her was different from those messy Tonys. He was indeed a boring and limited human being.

The finiteness of other human beings is like the dust in the air, which is insignificant.

But Anthony's shortness and limitation made her feel that she should cherish it.

This is different.

"Anna?"

The man who stood aside and pulled the garland here and there suddenly interrupted the girl's contemplation, so Liliana looked at him quietly.

"Where's the captain?"

The girl blinked her eyes slowly, "Dead."

Tony was not angry when he heard this answer, he didn't even react with excitement, and then asked, "Then when shall we go back."

"Ah?" Liliana was obviously stunned for a while, and after thinking about it, she said slowly, "Whatever."