When the Super British Ruled the Earth[British and American]

Celia stood there numbly, and when she finished listening to Stanley Leiber, that is, Stan Lee, her brain went blank.

It turned out that this was the crueler reality that the old man was talking about, no wonder...he was worried that she would not be able to bear the mental load.

When you learn that you were created by others, the past freedom, struggle, hurt, love... all seem to become intriguing.

How do you know which ones come from your own heart and which ones are just written out of a fixed plot?

Huang Liang is just a dream.

If it was someone else standing here, they must be shocked, and they will never let it go.

But Xilia, she stood there in a daze for a while, and finally came back to her senses.

"Oh." She said, her voice dry.

This made the old man frown sadly.

"Have you nothing to ask me, child?"

Celia looked up at her creator, neither sad nor happy, and returned to the indifferent and calm look of the past.

"You created me after your adopted daughter, and I'm just a bit of existence cut from her shadow." She said softly, "What is there to ask? The world is cruel, and now it's just more cruel Some, to me, made no difference."

Yes, she never felt that way.The essence of life is cruel and pale, and individuals are always so small.When Thanos picked her up for the first time and let her watch the destruction of a planet, she understood that she was no different from the billions of dead creatures on that planet, because she was weak and powerless, she would one day die suffer the malice of fate.

Now, this malice is just a little more specific, nothing more.

Xilia is such a person who is so indifferent to others and herself.The person who changed her was Clark, the white son who was feared by the whole earth, but gave her an extremely hot and sincere heart.It made her suddenly realize that there is nothing wrong with devoting herself to billions of tiny lives.Let her understand that although the world is cruel and pale, there is a person who finally walks in front of her and is willing to support her a warm and safe sky.

Was his sincerity designed?Maybe he is just a routine role, so if Xilia was replaced by any heroine, would he still love her that much, and put on the token of love belonging to his family for her in front of the moonlight bed?

Celia didn't know.

maybe.

But she doesn't care.

If this is the story, everyone should get back on track.She's been with Superman once, and that's fine.

Celia was in no pain and seemed to have no emotion.She doesn't seem to have gotten anything but the love of Clark and Gamora.She knew that she didn't belong to the plot line of their story, but she didn't expect that in the end, even she herself didn't belong to her completely.

but.

"Why?" Celia said softly. "If you were the creator, would you love us?"

"Of course I—!" Stan Lee's voice was tinged with anxiety, "You are the children of countless screenwriters and painters, and no one loves you more than us."

"Then why don't you give us happiness, but give us pain?" Xilia murmured, "If all this is a plot line, if you really love us, why hurt us, why?"

At that moment, she remembered the real superhero world she had seen.She saw young Bruce Wayne kneeling in an alley in agony, his childhood ended by the death of his parents.She saw that Tony Stark blamed himself for losing his parents for most of his life, and suffered from anxiety for not being able to protect the people.She sees young black widows patting their bellies at midnight, as if in memory of a child that will never be born.

She saw Wonder Woman looking up at the starry sky on the battlefield of World War I, and her lover flew the plane and never returned.She saw that after Steve lost his beloved woman and dear brother, he buried all the pain in his heart, but when he was alone in the bustling New York, his eyes would reveal a trace of bewilderment.

She saw Bucky Barnes being transformed by Hydra. After 90 years of earth-shaking, he sat blankly in the rented house on the way to escape. In her memory, he was eager to defend his home and country, and his hands were covered with blood. Overlap oppression.

She saw that Loki could never get his father's love, but satirized her when she saw her mother for the last time.He spent his whole life on the tip of the horns, and when he finally understood that the people who love him include his elder brother and the people, when he planned to accompany his elder brother to carry the country, Thanos had already boarded the spaceship and ended his life.

Even the youngest and brightest Spider-Man didn't grab his girlfriend's hand.

They walked all the way, bloody, flowers and condemnation.They lost their vigorous and young selves, their parents and lovers, their hometown companions, and even everything.However, they walked over like this step by step, their footprints became heavier and heavier, and their smiles became less and less.

But in the end, they still stand in front of the whole world.As always, regardless of previous suspicions.

If such pain, such pain, are just stories and plots at the hands of others, why?

Why write such a plot and make them suffer, just because the story is good-looking?What are their persistence, their self-blame, and those sleepless nights all for?

Celia doesn't care about herself, but she cares about them.She knew that the Creator was cruel, but she couldn't figure out why she had to create such good people, but still hurt them like this?

Stan Lee lowered his head, and the old man sighed softly.

"Because of longing, but also for healing."

"At the beginning, comics were written for children and politics, but slowly, we found that adults who have experienced many vicissitudes need a shelter. The more difficult the life is, the more people need spiritual support."

"I know you blame us, kid... I'm sorry. For different universes, there is no difference between people. When they can't solve the difficulties in life, they will germinate the desire for power."

"The existence of superheroes is very important. We don't mean to want them to suffer. It's the noble souls bred in the muck of misfortune that are more thrilling. You always feel that the world is cruel and cruel... yes, it is. So in this cruel world, we always want to put all the best and most noble qualities on them. The more this noble soul is polished by wind and rain, the more precious and bright it will be."

"The people of this world love them, and we love them just as much."

"Superheroes are everyone's longing, expectations for a better life and future, and expectations for a better self."

"But, I'm sorry. I know it's cruel for you to go through all this in person." The old man said wearily, "But when a newborn low-dimensional world is waiting to be given a soul, we immediately think of Super British comics, We long to give you a real life, a chance to live."

"You are the most worthy of living."

Celia was silent.

After a while, she said, "But, the plot and life have already been planned by you, so what about your own life?"

Stan Lee smiled slightly.

"After Thanos snapped his fingers, your life will not be controlled by anyone."

Celia was stunned for a while, and she finally understood.

"Thanos is the destruction program you set up." She said, "If you feel that the world is in danger, you let him do it, so that all the superheroes in this world can hide in the infinite stone."

"That's right. They didn't know the Soul Stone could do that."

Celia is so clever that it seems that the truth has come to light.

"Strange has always been aware of this, and he is looking for a way. And the reason why I appeared inside the Soul Gem is related to the Superheroes..."

It's because she, like Thanos, was given a mission.Thanos allows everyone to enter the soul, and she, like a program that runs forever, is constantly looking for a way to break the situation with Doctor Strange.She doesn't remember the previous experiments, but from Doctor Strange's statement, they have searched countless times.

but.

"Why me?" she said. "Doctor Strange said I was important."

As a result, the last bit of this shocking secret was also pulled down.

The reason why the high-dimensional nobles and the imperial power are in a hurry stems from a battle between high-dimensional civilizations.The high-dimensional human beings in that world have evolved to abandon their physical bodies and survive only by means of virtual data and informatization.But the most powerful one, the emperor, was obsessed with one of the institutions that his ancestors lived millions of years ago, kingly feudalism.He trapped all his compatriots in the human form of millions of years ago, in order to maintain his dream dynasty.

Thousands of years have passed, and high-dimensional human beings have abandoned further evolution, and can only rely on the once brilliant technology of human beings to conquer the universe.However, hundreds of years after the Blue Star and the Superheroes raged across the planet, the civilizations on the edge of the universe fought against them.

The emperor wanted to change his form, but found that his previous desire had become a curse, and the souls of all the races were bound to the human form.He realized with horror that in this Jedi counterattack, they would not be able to last for many years.

Therefore, the emperor set his sights on Blue Star.

"He delusional self-reduction, so that he can devote himself to this world to survive."

Many scientists realized that the emperor was a cancerous tumor, so they would rather die with their bodies than let the emperor escape.

The emperor knew that Mr. Leiber had achieved the feat of reducing the dimensionality of high-dimensional comics, and he was sure that he knew how to pass through two high and low universes.

"I do know how to pass between two universes."

Stan Lee raised his head and looked at Celia calmly.

"The key to open the two worlds is here."

"I hid it deep in your brain."

"However, whether to open the channel or not depends on your own opinions."

Xilia was stunned. What the old man meant was to truly return the freedom and choice of the whole world to their hands.

Stan Lee turned around and was about to leave, but Celia hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, so what if you open it? How can a man defeat a god?"

"There is a second way." The old man said, "I have long ago created a new world that no one knows about. The way to get there is to die physically in this world."

"What?" Celia asked.

"Your body dies, but your soul will go to that new world and start again." The old man said calmly, "In the eyes of the high-dimensional people, this world suddenly collapsed..."

"This is destruction." Celia complained, "You created a paradise?"

"I prefer to call it the 'Garden of Eden'." Stan Lee said peacefully, "You just live in a different form."

It doesn't sound like it's going anywhere.

Celia's mind was in a mess, and she heard the old man sigh softly, and then the top of her head sank, and he actually touched her hair.

"There will be a battle between you, either win the enemy or retreat. As long as you can survive, you will be truly free in the future." He said, "Your life will eventually belong to you."

Xilia was silent. She watched the old man turn his back in the nothingness, as if he was about to leave.

"You're not Stan Lee," she said, "Who are you?"

That figure paused.After a while, the old man turned his head helplessly.Before he spoke, Celia had already thought about it.

"You are Professor Balfe." Celia was surprised, "Why are you here?"

"You are really smart." Professor Balfe smiled, "You are not completely in your three-dimensional universe now, this is the gap between the universe, I have been looking for him. Since he has not arrived, I will pick him up Responsibility."

This is too much information for a person living in the universe.

At this moment, she felt the old man reached out to hug her gently and patted her on the back.

"You don't belong to any cartoon, kid. You are a variable, you have infinite possibilities." He said, "I owe you this hug too."

Professor Balfe let go of her, and then said gently, "Go back to your world, remember, you are not alone."

Celia felt her body suddenly lighten up, and light appeared around her.Her mind was full of things, ups and downs, and she wanted to ask everything, but it was a mess.

"Can I—can I remember all this?" she finally asked tremblingly.

Balfe watched her lovingly.

"Of course, kid." He said softly, "It's just that you have to wait for the others."

Xilia didn't understand the old man's words, and her whole body sank toward the light.

She was weightless, weightless, falling—

With a sudden inhalation, Xilia opened her eyes and sat up from the bed, her chest heaving violently.

Xilia was still in shock, her hands were still tightly clutching the quilt.She sat on her bed and breathed calmly. The sun was shining outside the window, and the occasional car passing by was also a quiet and peaceful sound.

Xilia only felt that she had a long dream, but at this moment, she couldn't remember anything.After a while, she patted herself on the head and hurried down to make breakfast, as she would be late for class soon.

In the refrigerator, she took out the hamburger packed in the fast food restaurant yesterday, while turning on the TV.She took a bite and immediately felt disgusted.

Not tasty at all.

She searched for other foods in the refrigerator. Her taste buds seemed to be against her today. She felt that the clear soup was watery and tasteless.

After reluctantly sitting in front of the table with a hamburger and taking two bites, her eyes were attracted by the TV.

"...At present, a large number of people spontaneously go to Washington and New York to commemorate the various members of the Justice League and the Avengers. The two cities have sent police to the destination in advance to maintain order."

Hearing this sentence, Celia was a little dazed.

It turns out that superheroes have been missing for five years since the war of alien invasion.