[Comprehensive British and American] When station B dominates superheroes

"Zizizi...wow..."

The gold-copper-colored lifting platform rises from the original tight-knit chassis.

A thin white hand covered with scars reached out and touched it.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

The golden-bronze lifting platform lowered again.

The expressionless black-haired girl opened her eyes slightly, and said a single sound of "wow" from her mouth.

"Do you like this?" A dark-skinned beautiful woman came up next to her. She has curly short hair and wears a gold and copper-colored linear collar around her neck, "Aya... can I call you that? ? I'm Nakiya."

Aya withdrew her gaze and didn't speak.

Nagiya didn't mind that she didn't get a response, she explained the structure of the teleportation platform in detail, Aya listened with a blank expression, her hand seemed to be rubbing something unconsciously - even though in the eyes of others, she only had A piece of air, no one knows if she has listened.

In fact, since Nakiya went to New York under the order of T'Challa and received Captain America's party, this little girl named Aya only spoke to another Asian girl who looked exactly like her.

They are probably sisters, and Sylvia, who is the older sister, looks much more "normal" than Aya.

Thinking of this, Nakiya looked at the other end of the Wakanda stealth fighter.

On the other side near the cockpit, Wakanda's Royal Guard Captain Okoye-a tall woman with a bald head and armor-is introducing the internal structure of the fighter to three other guests.

On the far left is a tall, blond young man in a brown leather jacket and a white T-shirt. No matter what country people are in, they have seen photos of him 70 years ago when they learned about American history-the appearance of Steve Rogers today has hardly changed from that of the past .

The relatively silent man beside him has a silver metal arm on his left arm, with a mottled red star painted on it, and his aura is quite dangerous, but when he talks to Captain America, his whole person becomes gentle—— Like a big cat being plucked.

And Sylvia, who was relatively short standing between the two of them, looked like an ordinary person.

Slender, gentle, and the smile on the corner of her lips looks very comfortable... She belongs to the kind, the Chinese students that Nakia often saw in college - she would buy a lily-of-the-valley when passing by a flower shop and take it back to the dormitory for decoration girls.

Probably aware of Nagia's gaze, Sylvia tilted her head slightly, a few strands of curly black hair slid down the side of her cheeks, and gave Nagia a very friendly smile.

——Such a person would actually be the "Morning Star".

Nakia froze for a moment, and gave her a greeting from Wakanda.

……

"The United Nations meeting will be held in three days." Okoye stood up straight and spoke clearly.

"If all goes well, you can go to the conference venue with His Majesty in three days' time."

After talking about the general arrangement, the heroic guard captain smiled slightly, leaving room for them to talk.

"Huh..." Steve reached over the top of Sylvia's head and patted Bucky on the shoulder, "Everything will be fine, bro."

"I hope so too, Steve." The man with emerald green eyes smiled slightly, the stubble on his face moved with the skin, and he could vaguely glimpse the demeanor of a flower in Brooklyn back then.

Sylvia: "..." Silently walked around between the two people.

She felt like a light bulb with capital letters, completely repelled by the sense of time in the 50s and [-]s.

Fortunately, the two of them still remembered that Sylvia was here after chatting for a few words, and Steve kindly changed the subject: "Peter used a tracker to find the vulture's lair two days ago, and the information he gave was very useful. Tony and Natasha have already set off to find the hidden Chitauri weapons."

"Huh? No wonder I see what he's been up to these days." Sylvia paused and smiled, "I'm still wondering if there are so many crimes in Queens that need to be cracked down?"

She smiled and complained: "If this continues, I can answer fishing posts like [What is it like to have a superhero boyfriend]."

Bucky raised his eyebrows: "Is there such a post? Which website?"

"A Chinese website called Bihu." Sylvia spread her hands, "There is also [What is it like to have a mutant boy/girlfriend], and [What is it like to be pregnant with a child of Superman]. A lot of people answered decently."

"—Of course the last one is too ridiculous, Kryptonians are reproductively isolated from us." Her complaints could hardly be suppressed.

Steve's expression suddenly became very strange: "Oh... reproductive isolation... yes... I never thought of this before."

Bucky was much calmer than him, and elbowed him: "Go online more, brother, you will open the door to a new world."

Steve pouted childishly, and his blue eyes were full of gentle and inclusive smiles, as if every cell in his body was saying: "Okay, okay, brother, you're right, I What can I do with you?"

Of course, it’s not that he can’t use other rhetorical questions to answer back—for example, Bucky doesn’t know how to use a microwave oven, for example, the supermarket’s "buy less than six items, you can directly scan the barcode to check out automatically" program, and Bucky can’t use it either— —but no matter what the rhetorical question is, it is not a pleasant thing.

Sylvia watched them, and for a moment, she felt that she might be able to spy on the relationship between some little Brooklyn men and the little prince:

Two young people in their 20s were running and chasing trams on the uneven streets; one was drawing with a sketchbook in the park and the other was waiting for a little girl to strike up a conversation; one was wearing khaki overalls and the other was wearing a woolen military coat; One is a bit shy and bullied, and the other will like him no matter who he is...

——Everything is fine.

It's just that fate is not kind to them.

……

The wide front of the cab breaks through a certain layer of transparent barriers.

The energy fluctuation at that moment made both Aya and Sylvia raise their heads. Outside the bright glass windshield, the howling wind could be faintly heard, and the original primeval forest instantly transformed into countless golden high-rise buildings under the sky. .

The mountains are stacked at the end, and the melodious Wakanda ancient tune echoes in the sunset, as if mixed with the sound of drums, the sound of flute-like wind instruments, and shouts...

The last one is not as if, but someone is really shouting.

Wakanda residents who recognized the Royal Warplane greeted and cheered to the sky in the town, some offered standard courtesy, and both Nakia and Okoye responded with their hands—though they knew they couldn't see it.

Steve and Bucky were silent, but also shocked. Aya came over from the small elevator, hugged Sylvia's waist, put her chin on her shoulder and looked out, her eyes were wide open. Sylvia touched her head with her backhand.

Aya's weight is on her shoulders, and the sunset of Wakanda and the distant mountains are in front of her eyes.

The strength with which Aya held her tightly seemed to make her feel like she was four years old: powerless, lonely, and cowardly... Then there was another person who needed protection beside her.

"Do you like it here?" She heard her own barely audible voice asking Aya.

"Very familiar." Aya replied.She heard it.

A small, beating heart appeared on her scarred hand.Bang bang bang, bang bang bang, golden purple veins emerged.

"—the place where it was born."

……

"Wow! Cool~!"

In the pure white laboratory, Su Rui, the little princess of Wakanda with her black hair tied into two braids, walked around the group twice.

This lively genius obviously has a strong interest in Bucky's metal arm and Aya as a puppet. When he spoke, he crackled like a small firecracker: "You are the second white person I see that needs repairing and the first A yellow man in need of repair!"

Second Bucky that needs to be fixed: "…"

The first Agent Ross to be repaired sneezes in New York.

T'Challa, who just came here to watch the situation after dealing with government affairs, said, "...Suri."

"Alright, alright, my majesty." Su Rui saluted without being afraid of him at all, "--lie down, and lie down in the analytical instrument."

The second half of the sentence was addressed to Bakiaya.

It was two white oval machines placed side by side, each with an attached projector, Steve patted Bucky on the shoulder, Sylvia pulled down the little girl hanging on her body, touched He touched her face—the face that was exactly like his own.

Even though she has seen it many times, seeing "her own face" is still a bit strange.

"Do you want me to hold it for you?" Sylvia asked, pointing to the heart that Aya was holding.

Aya watched it eagerly for a few more times before stuffing it into Sylvia's hand, slowly crawled into the analytical instrument, and lay down.

The restraint belt tied the two together, and the arc-shaped transparent cover gradually rose, and the orange scanning light flashed through the transparent cover at high speed.

Steve and Sylvia stood side by side, with T'Challa paying equal attention.

"Suri is a genius." The latter comforted the former two, "If you want to say that the highest representative of Wakanda technology, it must be her."

As assistant researchers, they came and went in white coats. Su Rui sat by the operating table, her original girlish vivacity disappeared, her expression became serious, and a series of data flashed in her eyes.

"I can see that Wakanda's technology is much higher than that of the outside world." Steve nodded, and the worry on his face dissipated a little.

Sylvia held Aya's heart and said nothing.

She didn't know why there was a fluttering sense of uncertainty in her heart, which made her always feel that something was going to happen, but she suspected it was her own illusion.

……

The scan results appeared quickly.

On the vertical 3D display, the orange light screen completely simulated the figures of Barnes and Aya.

Remove the obstructing clothes, hair and skin, and the display device is specially used to display the internal organs and bones, blood vessels and muscles - at this time, the difference between Aya and ordinary people is fully displayed.

Bucky's simulation map has the physiological system of a normal person, while Aya is more like a solid model. The "vessel" is a golden energy circuit that spreads all over the body in a mysterious pattern.

At the center of this continuous curved circuit, close to the "heart" of the human body, there is just an empty black hole.

Su Rui came down from the console, and pulled out and enlarged the simulation maps on both sides with one hand, showing the positions of the brain and the heart respectively. Steve and Sylvia couldn't help but take a step forward.

"Surgeries involving the brain are more complicated." Su Rui held the simulated image of Bucky's brain with both hands, and pointed out several parts of it.

The face of the blue-eyed youth tensed up: "...I know"

It seemed that the collar of the leather jacket was a little tight, and his voice was a little hoarse. When Sylvia looked up, she just saw him pull the collar and untie it.

Su Rui continued: "I've read the red book, and Hydra's brainwashing words involve the most important nodes in his memory. If he unlocks it forcibly, his memory will definitely be damaged—but give me time , I'll give you back Sergeant Barnes in good condition."

Steve, Steve heaved a sigh of relief, like a tight string finally loosening its grip.

Of course Sylvia said before that Wakanda can solve the brainwashing of the Winter Soldier, but no matter how sure the prediction is, it is better to wait for the result in person.

Su Rui put the model back and walked to the other side.

"I have studied Mr. Lin's notes in the past few days. The doll's heart has a specific circuit with other parts of the body, just like the blood vessels of the human body. How to take it out has to be put back."

Inside the magnified image, the perspective layered loops correspond one by one.

"And here..." Su Rui's finger moved to the console, a strange glove rose from the cabinet, and Su Rui put it on.

As she moves on the outside, scanning the inside of the instrument, a simulated mechanical hand moves in sync with her.

The "hand" moved to the left side of Aya's collarbone. Under its pressure, four inconspicuous protrusions could be seen on the lower part of the bone, forming a diamond shape.

Su Rui pressed them in order.

Aya originally opened her eyes and looked at the "hand" vigilantly, but as Su Rui pressed, her eyelids dropped bit by bit.

The last bump is pinned down.

Aya closed her eyes completely.

Chest, opened.

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Let's count down to the end.

About... five chapters? 【As if I don’t believe it myself

There are two more videos on station b, one is in the main body and the other is in the side story, (not a dick video)