Mudun brings benefits to the United Kingdom and the United States

Another morning.

The air at five o'clock in the morning is very fresh, especially by the lake in the park. Every morning exerciser feels refreshed and energetic after exercising.Steve panted slightly, and ended today's exercise.

He crossed two crossroads, passed a flower shop, and needed to cross another road to get to the apartment building where he lived diagonally opposite.

The world has changed a lot after 70 years, but there are still many things that remain the same as before, such as the sunrise in the morning, the sound of street vendors, and the indescribable flowers displayed outside flower shops.These things are very ordinary, but they can make Steve's mood calm and calm down.

——Although the owner of the flower shop is not ordinary.

After hesitating for a while, Steve turned around and walked towards the flower shop, pushed the door open and entered.

"What do you want?" The shop owner is an oriental girl with black hair and black eyes. When she was talking, she was lazily lying on the counter, resting her chin with one hand, as if she hadn't woken up yet.

This is not surprising, after all, it is only five o'clock in the morning, and it is very conscientious for the flower shop to be open.

"Actually, any flower is fine, I don't know much...it's used to decorate the living room in bottles." Steve glanced at the shelves on both sides of the store while talking, and there were pots of plants or flowers on it. I can't tell the name, but I think it looks pretty.

"So... do you have any recommendations?"

"No." The girl said bluntly, without raising her eyelids, still in that lazy and half-asleep tone, "...Actually, I don't understand either, you can pick whichever looks better, the first time I Give you a discount."

Putting it on other customers, facing this attitude, they either get angry or feel that the girl is unreliable, and then scan the store with suspicious and distrustful eyes, the customer can be declared lost.

But Steve laughed instead, because he knew the girl really didn't understand these flowers and plants.

"Fujiya." He called out the black-haired girl's name directly, then lowered his voice and said, "I found a way."

"Really?" Fujiya immediately became energetic, looked up at him, and didn't deliberately pretend not to know him, "What is it? That ghost thing made me suffer so much. It's been three days, and I don't even know what it is. See!"

The next moment, she paused suddenly, with a smile on her face again, her lips barely moving, and she said, "Steve, the fly following you is here, talk quickly if you have something to say."

The handsome blond man's expression became a little helpless: "That's an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. They will monitor me every day, and investigate the people I have come into contact with by the way - the method is a cat. Bring a cat in, the black one is the most good."

"It's because it's too troublesome to be targeted, so I want to pretend not to know you." Fujiya smiled brighter after learning the answer, she murmured in a low voice and turned her head to take a small pot of prickly pear from the shelf, The smile is very formulaic and pushed to Steve,

"My guest, the prickly pear is the best for your needs. It can last for a long time without watering."

"If you need anything, you can put it in the window and talk to it, and I will know." Fujiya leaned forward in the counter, using Steve's figure to cover her mouth, and added in a low voice One sentence.

S.H.I.E.L.D. is a special agency jointly recognized by many countries, which is responsible for dealing with various strange events.Even the battle hero Captain America, who has just woken up not long ago, has to be under their daily surveillance. The attitude of this organization towards people with special abilities can be imagined - the summary is to directly eliminate the threat and supervise honestly and dutifully. Wake up, no matter how harmless it is, I will send you a set meal for surveillance and not to refuse.

This is so annoying.

Fujiya has had the ability to control plants since she traveled to this world. If her ability is discovered, she must face the investigation and endless evaluation and appraisal of her ancestors. , So Fujiya would rather pretend to be an ordinary person during the day.

Steve stared at the little prickly prickly pear in surprise, feeling that it couldn't match his request just now, but he had a good temper, and buying flowers was just an excuse, so he picked up the little prickly prickly pear and held it carefully in his hand just went out.

The glass door was closed, and the store returned to silence again.Fujiya was no longer sleepy. She stood behind the counter and glanced at her dazzling array of shelves, muttering to herself: "Black cat? Should I buy one at the pet store? Do you know where I can find it?"

A pot of green radish on the shelf shakes its branches and leaves, as if sending some kind of message.

"There is a black cat in your pet store? How old is it? Is it in good health?" Fujiya looked at it for a while, and finally made a decision: "Okay, let's buy it."

When dusk came, many commuters' cars blocked the road, and there was a faint smell of food on the road. Fujiya also closed the shop early and rode her bicycle back to the apartment.In the backpack on her back was a newly bought kitten, only five months old, screaming like a baby, and trembling in pity.

After lying on the bed with the kitten in her arms, Fujiya closed her eyes, and her consciousness disappeared.

In the next instant, she appeared in a completely new place after changing her attire: here was like a long and narrow corridor, the end of which disappeared into darkness.The walls on both sides are painted with white paint, and there is not even a single window, making the atmosphere gloomy and depressing.All that could be seen were the four closed doors on the opposite side.

The kitten gave another weak "meow" in her arms, and Fujiya quickly scratched its chin hair, looked around and waited.

After a while, the figure of a man with blond hair and blue eyes appeared in the corridor under a sudden shimmer of light.

"Good evening, Steve." Fujiya raised her hand to say hello.At this moment, she finally didn't need to hide anymore, and there was a touch of intimacy in her words.

"Good evening." Steve's eyes fell on Fujiya's arms, his expression froze, and he said hesitantly, "Such a small cat, I'm afraid it can't be done."

"If you can't, just wait. Look, the fourth door has appeared today. We can go and have a look first." Fujiya pointed to the fourth door, comforting herself and Steve, "Wait until the black cat grows up." Let's go in later."

Since Fujiya came to this world, she will appear in this corridor every night. A door represents a new world, and there are incidents that need to be solved by Fujiya.Steve is also the chosen one, he didn't figure out what's going on here at first, but when he heard that there are people in need behind every door, he became Fujiya's teammate without saying a word .

——This is the kind and upright Captain America.

The four doors that are now closed are counted from right to left. The first and second doors have been marked with two big crosses with red marks, which means that they have been handled by Fujiya. The third door It just made Fujia stalemate, and as soon as Steve thought of a way, he ran to tell her about the weird world.

Now, the fourth door appeared quietly.

"I remember you said...the next door will appear only after the task of each door is completed." Steve recalled and said affirmatively.

"There is only one reason for the next door to appear earlier, and that is that we have new teammates?" Fujiya answered his words with a rhetorical question.

As Fujiya's voice fell, a low figure glowing with light suddenly appeared in the corridor, confirming this speculation.After his face was completely seen by the two of them, Steve and Fujiya looked at each other in disbelief: "...kid?"

The little boy with black hair and black eyes first raised his eyes and scanned his surroundings, his attitude turned out to be very calm and collected.

"Where is this place?" the boy asked in a crisp but mature childish voice.