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

When they met for the second time, Proxima Centauri looked much more honest than last time.With shackled wrists, Bruce reluctantly pushed her in.

At this time, Celia was still covered with her small blanket, sitting on the bed, staring at Proxima Centauri without blinking.

"You look good, sister," Celia said. "What agreement did you make?"

"In order to be able to return to my father alive, I have to be an interpreter between you." Proxima Centauri said reluctantly, she stared at Xi Liya, "I knew you were a sinister villain, you can translate The man who couldn't resist the father's repulsion, has been pretending to be innocent all these years... What secrets are you hiding?"

"What secrets can I hide?" Shelia held the milk tea in both hands, she said, "I have been living on the spaceship, and this is the first time I know my abilities."

Proxima Centauri's expression was very reluctant, and she seemed not convinced by this answer.

"People on Earth are very interested in you." Proxima Centauri said, "If you have the chance, you should smuggle the gem back for your father."

Celia didn't make a sound, she just sipped milk tea.

"I don't want to talk to you," she said after a few seconds.

Proxima Centauri widened his eyes in disbelief, "What are you talking about?! On this planet, we should stand on the same front, even though I despise you - but we should all work hard for our father's cause!"

"You once wanted to kill me and Gamora." Celia said, "I won't cooperate with you."

"you--"

Without waiting for Proxima Centauri to say anything else, Celia held the cup, turned around, and turned her back to Proxima Centauri.

"You are crazy! Even if you don't cooperate with me, if you fight against the demands of the people on Earth, aren't you afraid that they will kill you?!"

"What difference does it make if I should have died when you asked your father to throw me into space?" Celia said.

Outside the monitor, Bruce and Tony stared at the screen.

"Their relationship looked really bad," Tony said.

"If this goes on, even if a month passes, we won't learn anything useful." Bruce said, "I have an idea, there is one person on earth who might understand her language..."

Tony watched Bruce warily.

"I know who you're thinking about. Let's not talk about whether Superman can understand alien languages. Aren't you worried that he will crush this little alien girl to death with a slap? After all, she may threaten him."

"Clark is not this kind of person. Believe me, he is as 'defiant' as you, and he has absolute confidence in his own strength." Bruce paused, and then said meaningfully, "You are so resistant to him... Could it be that , are you afraid of him?"

Tony sat up slowly, his fingers on the table.

"You are aggressive, do you think I am stupid?" He said, "Just let him come, and see if I will be afraid."

Bruce couldn't help laughing.

After the battle a few days earlier, Clark returned to the North Pole.But the distance didn't seem to be a problem for him, Bruce called Clark, just said that he needed to come, there was something 'about that alien girl' that he needed to deal with, and after 10 minutes, Clark had arrived here.

He was still in his tight uniform, with a white cape flowing behind him.

"Do you also wear this dress when you sleep?" Tony couldn't help but yell at him as soon as they met, "Do you love this uniform to death?"

"Tony." Bruce said helplessly.

There is a proud and aggressive factor in Tony's character. He can almost handle the entire earth, or even the entire solar system, so some existences that he can't handle will make him displeased, especially Superman, who is naturally unreasonable and powerful.

Today, Tony Stoke's daily mission of swearing people was also completed in time. √

Superman wasn't angry, and didn't argue.

It may be his omnipotent and perfect power like a god for the earthlings, or it may be his character.On the premise that other people didn't touch his bottom line, Clark was even considered a pretty good-tempered person—for humans, he had a compassionate sense of tolerance.In other words, he is too powerful to be perverted, so he will ignore other people's provocations. It seems that no one can break the ice in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Clark looked at Bruce.

Bruce lifted his chin toward the screen.

"That girl's name is Celia," Bruce said, "but we've got some trouble now..."

Before Bruce finished speaking, when he turned his head, Superman was gone.Looking back, he saw Clark's figure had appeared on the edge of the monitor.

"Well, it must be retribution," Bruce muttered. "I never finish listening to Gordon, so he doesn't finish listening to me."

……

When Superman came in, Celia was lying on the bed in a daze.She can let herself go all day like this.

The reason why she felt that someone was coming was because the lights in the room suddenly became dim, and a breath of ice and snow made the room cool down by two degrees.

Celia looked up, and she saw Clark standing at the door. He was so tall that he had to turn his head slightly to avoid bumping into the edge of the door.This man is very strong, but unlike those huge fighters that Celia saw in the past, he is strong, his muscles and body lines are tight and delicate, as if every centimeter has been carefully measured, just to present the most perfect condition.

Superman's blue eyes stared at Celia.

"Hi," he said. "Your name is Celia."

His voice is magnetic and pleasant, but calm, just like his frozen pupils.This sentence should be a question, but when he said it, it seemed to be an affirmative sentence.

Celia propped herself up, her long black curly hair slipping from her shoulders.

"You are not from Earth," she said, "Who are you?"

"You can call me Clark," Clark said. "I'm from Krypton, but it's destroyed."

Normal people might express their regrets, or apologize for inappropriate questions, but Celia has no trace of guilt, and she said sincerely, "That's good, they lighten the burden for the universe, they are heroes. "

... If it wasn't for her being too sincere and Clark wasn't angry, otherwise she was really on the verge of being beaten.

"Is this the idea that man instilled in you?" Clark asked.

"This is a great idea that does not include your own selfish desires." Celia continued to say sincerely, "This universe should reduce half of the people, and the remaining people deserve a better life."

"Wait, what's going on?!"

Before Clark could speak, Tony's voice sounded from behind him.Clark turned sideways, and Tony walked in, followed by Bruce, both staring at Clark with a little surprise.

"You—do you understand what she's saying?"

"She speaks the universal language of more than a dozen galaxies, and even if she can't speak it, a normal person can still hear what the other party is saying." Clark said, "Isn't this the most basic ability?"

"I'm sorry, we humans have never been out of the solar system, so we haven't evolved this ability." Tony complained.He looked at Celia, then at Clark, "Then why are you still speaking English? Can you also meow?"

Before Clark could speak, Tony and Bruce made up the scene by themselves, and they couldn't help shaking their goosebumps.

Clark:?cat meow?

"I think she was very brainwashed," Clark said. "To this day, she is still selling the idea of ​​Thanos for me."

"We two humans who represent the highest IQ on Earth can help her correct it, but the question is, what should I do if the language has not been communicated?" Tony said.

Clark looked at him.

"Are you going to let her live for three months?" He said flatly, "I thought you were going to use her as a guinea pig for experiments. If you can only live for a while, what's the point of learning the language of the earth?"

"Hydra doesn't do that anymore, okay?" Tony muttered, "I didn't say I was going to kill her."

Celia looked left and right among the three big shots.

"So you really don't plan to kill me or do experiments? Then what are you going to do?" She said aggrievedly, "You people on Earth are really going too far."

That's right, these earthlings don't respect her as a prisoner of war at all. Even if they don't kill her, at least they have to handcuff her like Proxima Centauri.After these people dislike her for being ugly, don't they also look down on her ability? At least she has made a big difference on the battlefield. How can they only lock her in confinement?Really bad experience Q_Q

Clark looked at her sideways, as if a question mark was about to slowly rise from the head of the indifferent and innocent man.

The two organizations who didn't understand the alien language were more fooled than Superman.

"What's that?" Tony said. "Why is she showing that face again? Is it being coquettish?"

Celia: ...

Celia: "Bastard!"

"Sure enough, you're acting like a baby." Tony affirmed.

Clark, who was standing by the side, still looked cold and paralyzed, but after hearing Celia's harmless swear words, the tip of his eyebrows slightly raised, and the corners of his lips twitched for a moment after Tony affirmed. The small arc of passing away is so fast that it makes people feel dizzy.

The expressionless Superman suddenly became in a very good mood today.