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

Celia still doesn't know what Superman eats, or people of his race don't eat?

He looks really scary, a slight glance will bring a huge sense of oppression, and he looks very difficult to speak, Celia can understand why the earth people are so afraid of him.A person who is too powerful will always make others awe, and Superman has the ability to turn the world upside down.

But for Celia, all this has nothing to do with her.She grew up in a very cruel environment, and she is used to it all. She is not afraid of Superman at all, and she is not afraid of anyone.

She thought that Clark would ignore her request, but in the end, Superman asked the little flying mechanical claw to bring a cup of hot coffee and some food. During a week in the base, Celia was successfully raised by the trio of Tony, Bruce and James. After whetting her appetite, she was able to eat all that Superman gave her were thawed and reheated quick-frozen food.

Of course, one has to learn to look at the situation. Celia would not ask Superman to conjure something out of this icy world, and no matter what, it was much more delicious than nutrient solution.

This cup of coffee is completely different from the quality of quick-frozen food.Celia drank the same delicate and high-quality drink as it was in the base at the time, which should have been left by Bruce in Superman's fortress.

While Celia was eating, Superman folded his arms and sat motionless opposite her, watching her with deep scrutiny.

Clark's gaze was undisguised, still hard to ignore, and Celia raised her head.

"What are you thinking?" she asked.

"I was wondering if I should kill you." Clark said, "I don't care about your background, but you can repel me by yourself, which shows your hidden danger."

"Oh." Celia continued to eat with her head down.After a while, she raised her head again and pushed the plate, "Can I have another bowl?"

……

Clark seemed to have been thinking about it, and Celia had been eating. Her thin body seemed to hold the stomachs of at least four adult men on Earth, and she could eat a lot.

It wasn't until she finished eating that she realized that Clark had been watching her, and his eyes became more complicated from the scrutiny just now.

"Have you thought about it?" Celia said. "If you want to kill me, can I have another dessert? If you want to do it tomorrow, you should also give me breakfast. I want milk. "

Superman's delicate eyebrows furrowed again.He hadn't frowned for a long time, but after meeting this alien girl, he couldn't control himself again.

She's just too out of place with the rest of her crew, Thanos and every one of his offspring are warriors who can see danger.Even a woman—Proxima looks like a raging beast, and no one doubts she'll bite back if she's set free.

But Celia, she was like the youngest and thinnest of the tiger cubs, who would die at any moment.It's like a kitten mixed into a beast cub.She looked too small, too fragile.It was as if the word 'fragile' was written on every strand of black hair that curled around her pale face.

And her light-colored pupils, so clear to the bottom, as innocent and pure as a newborn.

She exploded with such a powerful force——but Superman seemed to feel that she was more like a lamb who was bewitched and gone astray, except for the subconscious idea of ​​eradicating dissidents. He wanted to turn her around and let her understand right and wrong, but Don't kill her.

No normal man would want to do something to a woman or child who looks weaker, their subconscious instinct is to reject this approach.This is true even for the guardians of the earth who seem to 'mandatoryly control the earth'. Only trash would want to hurt people who are weaker than themselves.

"I won't kill you," Superman declared after deciding, "for the sake of your presumably destroyed home, I spare your life."

Celia didn't seem to understand what a valid reason this was - what a heartless little bastard she was.

She thought about it, and then said heavily, "Then can I have dessert?"

Meanwhile, Mabry Beach, Los Angeles.

In a silver-white streamlined modern villa located on a seaside cliff, 80s classic country songs are playing on top-of-the-line home stereos.

In the huge villa, there are only two people leaning on the bar in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows to drink. Outside the window is the sea at night.

The rims of their goblets touched each other crisply, and the dark pink liquid swayed.They took a sip, then breathed a sigh of relief in unison.

"Alien wine is really delicious." Bucky murmured, "I will definitely develop Hydra's business to other planets in the future."

Tony snorted.

"Superman's arctic fort has a lot of good stuff hidden away, and I'm guessing there must be some good wine," he said.

"I'm going to ask Bruce for a little next time," James said.He drank the wine in one gulp.

Tony leaned on the table, propping his face, looking at James casually.

"Your alcohol addiction is too great."

"You have to find something for yourself to do." Bucky said helplessly.He reached out and stroked his hair from front to back.

Tony tilted his body and pointed the finger holding the wine glass at Bucky.

"I can give you the Reality Gem I just got from Thanos." He said, "Is it enough for you to study for a year?"

James shrugged irresolutely.He picked up the bottle, and they each poured another glass.

At this moment, Bucky's cell phone rang, and he picked it up lazily, and after a few seconds, his eyes opened wider and wider.Seeing this, Tony turned down the sound of the stereo.

"What's wrong?" Tony asked.

Bucky looked at Tony with his eyes wide open.

"Crossbones told me the blood came out," he said blankly.

"So fast?" Tony was a little surprised. He had prepared for a long time. After all, Celia and Proxima were new races they had never encountered before. Without comparison and analysis of specimens, it would be very difficult. long time.

"It's not from Proxima Centauri, it's from Celia—a small part of her results came out, but Rumlow thinks she should tell me," Bucky said.

He didn't play tricks, and directly 'pushed' the report from the screen of the mobile phone into the air, and Tony stretched out his hand and drew the projected report in front of him.

When he saw one of them, he frowned in disbelief just like Bucky just now.

"That alien cat has Kryptonian blood?" Tony murmured, "I really don't see any similarities between her and Superman. Besides, she's a mage...?"

"She is of mixed race. I suspect that one of her parents' parents may be Kryptonian. Although the proportion is small, it can be considered as Kryptonian blood." James looked at him, "Do you think if we tell this to Clark, how would he react?"

Tony was silent, and after a while, he said, "This matter will definitely be told to them, but not now."

"You mean, you want to hide all this first?" James was stunned, "but this may destroy our friendship."

Tony waved his hand, and the report disappeared in mid-air.

"Think about it, Bucky. What would that OCD control freak do if he knew he wasn't the only Kryptonian survivor and that someone else with the same blood was here?"

"Uh... I guess he's going to take her back to the Justice League or the North Pole and have less interaction with other people."

"Yes. This is a good thing for him. We will not hide this matter, but it will take a while."

"But--"

Bucky wanted to say something more, Tony reached out and put his hand on his shoulder, fingers hard.

"Bucky, what are we?" he said.

"The two most handsome men in America?" James laughed.

Tony watched him seriously.

"We are mortals," he said calmly, "two ordinary humans with serum at most. But what are we going to face?"

He puts down his glass.

"—we're going to face human governments, mutants, superhumans, robots, aliens, mages, or crazy enemies like Superman and Thor, and more nonsense. We're going to face There are too many dangers, if we are not prepared, how can we win?" Tony continued, "We can't always rely on the kindness of others for peace, I don't want to target Clark, but I think we must have our own armed forces To face possible dangers in the future. So, we must not let go of every possible opportunity. Give us some time for each other, okay?"

James stared at him, and after a while, the young man sighed helplessly.

"Of course I will support you," he said, "then hide it for a while."

……

In the North Pole, Xilia walked out of the Fortress of Solitude, and the cold wind swept the snow particles flying in front of her. Every time she took a breath, a small cloud of white mist would appear.Silia raised her head, and there was a desolate and wide landscape between the vast white sky and the snow-white earth.

Superman walked slowly past her, he was so tall and strong, she just reached his chest.

Xilia watched his back, the white cloak fluttered behind his back, this powerful man and the North Pole seemed to have merged into one.

"Let's go. I'll take you back," Clark said. "I hope you don't destroy the Earth next time we meet."

... Is this an arctic joke?