tech killer

With another person by her side, Elsa felt a new energy in her being.

She pushed James, who was still injured, back to the cave, and then ran around without knowing what she was doing.James felt that it was not good for him to sit here and enjoy his success, but unfortunately he was powerless, his body was still in pain, and the wound was bleeding again due to pulling.

His gaze swept across the entire cave.

The cave is not big, except for the bed under him, the other furniture is only a cabinet, a table and a stool, and all of them are made of stone.The light source in the cave comes from an opening at the top, and there is a transparent board like glass or something blocking it, which can keep out the wind and rain and let the light pass through. Under the glass is a thick dark cloth hanging down, which is probably used as a "curtain" of.The cabinet is closed, and I don’t know what’s in it. There are a lot of messy things piled up in the depths of the cabinet. Some books, clothes and fabrics, miscellaneous boxes and bags can’t be seen clearly. .

Turning his eyes around the cave twice, James stared at the ceiling for a while, and suddenly felt a slight electric sound coming from his ears. He subconsciously held his breath and listened carefully, but after that moment, he couldn't hear anything , as if it were just an illusion.

He struggled mentally for three seconds, then stepped over to Elsa's "warehouse" in two steps, and gently pulled out a book.This is a gossip magazine. James didn't care what he said. He just glanced at the dazzling cover. The bright red title "Iron Man" on the picture is eye-catching.It was too late to read the content, James was directly surprised by the time in the magazine - 2009, Dec.

With a shake of his hand, the magazine fell to the ground.

James bent down to pick it up, and his left hand subconsciously moved.

The metal left arm didn't completely listen to his commands, and the movement also stuttered, like a decaying machine without lubricating oil.He looked at the metal palm connected to his shoulder in front of him, his legs went limp, and he almost fell down.

He breathed evenly and finally recovered.James read a few more books on the spot, some published in 2005 and some in 2008.He carefully put the magazine back in its place and went back to bed.

Turning over, James combined the known information and quickly analyzed it in his brain, but he still couldn't reach a valid conclusion.He couldn't trust the only girl he saw, and he couldn't think of anyone who would deceive him in such a way.

His body, which was still weak due to fever and blood loss, screamed for rest despite the transformation, and the power was not enough to supply the brain to continue thinking.James put his right arm over his eyes to block the light, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

It was dark at this moment.

It was already past noon when Elsa was busy making delicious food, and the hour hand on the watch was almost pointing to the number 1.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead, and bounced back into the cave.Unfortunately, James has fallen asleep.

As a considerate girl, looking at the almost innumerable wounds on Mr. Booty's body, Elsa, who pushed herself and others, obediently ate enough by herself, and let James sleep until the sky was dark.

Having had a full lunch, Elsa turned to the stone wardrobe and dug out the fabrics that hadn't been used up before.

Because of living alone, Elsa's life skills light up a lot.Although most of them are done by herself, the effect is not very good, but she can always make some, like sewing and mending, and like clothes that are barely usable.

Sasha sent many things to Elsa, including food and daily necessities.After all, she is a girl, and even Sasha will prepare tampons for Elsa in advance, and of course there is no shortage of fabrics.

Elsa also has a needle and thread. She estimated James' figure, and finally stitched together a pair of crooked floral trousers and a black vest that was cut haphazardly - the cloth was not long enough, so she could barely make it.

So when James woke up, what he was waiting for was the girl's bright smiling face, as well as the prepared food and the handmade clothes full of the girl's heart.

Looking at the indescribable costume, and looking at the girl's anxious face... James accepted the girl's kindness and thanked her earnestly.After waking up, the metal left arm could no longer move.James didn't say anything, and changed into a vest and pants with difficulty.He also asked for medicine and bandages to treat his wound briefly.

The fever has subsided.This period of sleep brought enough rest to James' body. Although the pain was still deeply buried, it was bearable after getting used to it.

Elsa's desk is fixed in place.

She gave up the stool to James, rejected the other lady's preference, and stared brightly at the man sitting at the table drinking soup by the oil lamp.

This man is good looking.

Although his hair is still messy, it seems to be a little tangled together, his face is a little decadent, his eyes are black and blue, his beard is unshaven, and there are some minor scratches on his face, and his clothes are messy. Han must be [-]% similar; but what Elsa saw was his beautiful eyes and gentle expression.

She can't get in touch with other human beings, and most of the time she only has herself. Her aesthetics have deviated from the track of ordinary people to a certain extent.The appearance didn't attract her that much, although James' appearance was already very good, it was just a special situation.

James was indeed stared numb.He finished what seemed to be the best dinner a girl could offer, and decided to have a good talk with the girl.

Elsa drove James back to the bed again. She sat on the stool with her chin resting on her hands: "What time is it?"

James nods.

Elsa raised her hand and rubbed her eyes: "I came here in 2001, and then ten winters passed. Now it's probably 2011?"

"I don't know the specific day," Elsa said with a hey, "it's already spring anyway."

James hummed, looking very calm: "What year do you think it should be in my memory?"

"I can't guess," Elsa stared at James. "Could it be the last century? 1999?"

James smiled bitterly: "1944 is indeed the last century."

Elsa was taken aback: "Wait!"

"?"

The girl quickly went to her warehouse, and found a novel that she had experienced a lot at a glance.

The light from the oil lamp flickered a little, but it was enough for James to read the name of the novel.

"The Time Tr□□eler's Wife"

This book was brought to Elsa by Sasha two years ago.Even living in the forest, Elsa's physical development is completely normal.She also has some fantasies from time to time, and she is very yearning for this kind of beautiful love story.

Not knowing how the topic turned to the story, James looked at the beaming girl in a daze, feeling that reality was a bit magical.

There was a faint sound of electric current piercing in his ears again, as if the frequency of the radio had been affected, and it suddenly became sharper; at the same moment, his eyes went black, and then recovered immediately, as if the less than a second was just an illusion .

There was a sudden vibration from the metal arm, which had no sense of existence except being heavy.

James looked sideways at the metal arm whose fingers flicked uncontrollably, and suddenly said, "Bucky."

"...Huh?" Elsa was taken aback.

"My friends call me that," James said with a forced smile, "Elsa, I think something might be wrong..."

"I—"

Before he finished his last sentence, his whole body shook and suddenly stopped moving.Elsa was a little worried. She wanted to get closer, but found that the metal arm that she had ignored was trembling unnaturally.

Elsa immediately jumped to the back, separating herself from James.

She was too happy just now, and the abilities she had condensed gradually dissipated. In addition, she had put James in a special position in her heart, and almost subconsciously gave him "freedom".

But she shouldn't let her guard down so quickly.

Elsa is very clear that she is nostalgic for the body temperature that belongs to human beings, but everything cannot be based on the fact that she herself will be hurt.

James was different from the person she first met. James would smile at her, but that person would point a gun at her.

Elsa doesn't think much on weekdays, but she is very sober.She knew that she was relying on this ability that did not belong to ordinary people to force James to stay here to a certain extent.But at this time, she was also selfish.

Elsa opened her mouth slightly, biting her lower lip fiercely between her teeth.

She put all her attention on James with her head bowed, and only one thought echoed in her mind:

"Let him bid farewell to the past...I want him to stay with me."

"he's mine."

Perhaps Elsa's wish played a role.The man with the bowed head was not as aggressive as he had been the first time he met her.

He slowly raised his head, a pair of light green eyes filled with confusion.

"Who are you? And...Who am I?"

Elsa's mind went blank for a moment.

Did she...do something wrong?

At the same time, what James said just now suddenly flashed in her mind.

"That's what my friends call me."

Elsa opened her mouth and uttered a name in a trembling voice.

"Bucky."

"Your name, Bucky."