[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Absolute Center

Anna finds herself sleeping too much lately.

Without the cane, only relying on blood vessels to mobilize natural energy, you will still feel tired if you do it too many times.

The air is cool in the morning, and the sunlight shines directly through the wooden grilled windows, making the room glittering with gold. Only the corner of the window next to the wall cannot be reached by sunlight, forming a small shadow.

There was a soft sofa with a person lying on his side. He was leaning to the left, his right hand was unconsciously protecting his heart, and his brows were furrowed, as if he was restless in his sleep.

Stretching out his arms from under the quilt, he pulled a little white light to cover his body in the void. Seeing his brows gradually stretched, Anna curled the corners of her eyes.

She climbed out of bed very lightly and ran into Natasha who was going out. After a night, she looked much better.

"Will you go fishing?" Natasha smiled, and told her to come over with a suppressed voice, and hugged her when she passed, "Thank you for taking care of me last night."

When we went downstairs, Dr. Banner was already waiting in the living room. The villa had just woken up. The eagle-eyed couple was preparing breakfast for everyone. Anna thoughtfully did not disturb the fishing time of Dr. Banner and Ms. Natasha, and chose to stay in the house to paint .

The rustle of pencils, the occasional crisp sound of porcelain touching, and the aroma of pumpkin porridge wafting.

"Little Anna, what are you painting?" Mrs. Barton walked to the side and looked at her with a gentle smile.

"Cell regeneration mode." Anna put down her pencil and prepared to wash her hands.

"Before that, can you help me get some firewood? It's in the small warehouse next door." Mrs. Barton showed a troublesome smile.

Anna nodded and went out, and vaguely heard Barton chuckling behind her: "Could the reason be worse for the little girl to hold the firewood?"

Sure enough, there were not only firewood waiting for her in the warehouse, but also a tall stranger, wearing a black coat, a black wool cap, dark skin, and a one-eyed mask.

"Eight years ago, [-] kilometers north of the Baghlan Air Force Base in Afghanistan, there was an explosion that destroyed the mountain. Do you still have any memory?" Want to talk."

Anna took a few steps back.

"Or what method do you use to bring Tony Stark out of the mushroom cloud when the flight system of the steel suit is not yet complete."

Not knowing this person, Anna turned and walked out, bumping into Stark who had just stepped through the door in two steps.

"I knew it, it's alright baby, don't be afraid." Stark patted her, and looked up at Nick Fury, the perennially missing director of S.H.I.E.L.D., who looked like I hadn't done anything. Do you work?"

Nick Fury stood up and dusted off a dozen clothes, "I'm surprised, Tony, this girl was hidden by you for eight years, and I didn't even realize that you lied back then."

"What do you want to do?" Stark held down the child who wanted to look up, looked at Fury, his expression was not serious but he would never give in.

Fury looked at him for a moment, shook his head and smiled: "I have no idea, I'm just curious about the process. I'm alone now, and I still count on you to shut down Ultron, so I dare not provoke you."

"Anna, take care of each other in the future." Fury left the small warehouse after leaving these words, looking for the aroma of pumpkin porridge.

**

Because of the arrival of Nick Fury, the small villa looks more like a home. The elder Fury and the captain, the middle-aged Tony and Nata, and a few children running around the ground, the family gathering has a sense of sight.

During the meal, Fury stood behind the kitchen counter and tasted the freshly baked waffles, while looking at the team: "Ultra let you out to buy time, and the news I got mentioned that he was engaged in development."

"He has been looking for nuclear weapons, but no progress has been made. For this reason, I contacted my Nexus friends and learned that Ultron has locked the nuclear weapons, but the password has been changing."

Stark glanced at him: "Bywho?"

"Unknown person." Fury walked to the table with a plate and sat down. "The situation is not optimistic. Whether Ultron admits it or not, he is determined to destroy the world. Now we need to know what Ultron wants...captain?"

Steve handed the cut waffles to the girl in the same seat, "He wants to be stronger and surpass us, he has been building a physical body."

Fury raised his eyebrows, glanced at the couple sitting side by side at the dining table, and then looked at Stark behind him playing darts. The emotional world of young people and the elderly don't understand, he didn't pay much attention to these, and continued to talk about business: "His hands There is a lot of alloy in it, enough to build a powerful body... Stark, what do you see?"

Stark was looking at a pencil drawing tacked on the wall next to the target: "He wants a human body."

——The cradle of Dr. Helen Zhao's life.

After Fury's few words and guidance, the Avengers regained their strength and split up to fight.

In the corner of the entrance, Steve changed into his uniform, put the shield behind his back, leaned over and hugged the girl who was going to be left behind, "Perhaps we should teach you skills before taking you to battle, stay here and wait for me to come back, what about the special training?" Sample?"

Anna: "Please be careful."

"When did you not use honorifics to me?" Steve smiled helplessly, let go of her and glanced at Director Fury and Stark who were walking this way, turned around and whispered jokingly: "This makes me Very disrespectful.”

The room was dimly lit, and Steve's expression was blurred, but his beautiful blue eyes shone like emerald-green gemstones in blue, and looked extraordinarily docile.

Anna pursed her lips and smiled, "Steve, please be safe."

"Oh honey, Dad also needs encouragement." Tony Stark, the young master who changed into an expensive suit in the blink of an eye, stopped beside the two of them at the entrance, with a beating smile reflected behind his brown glasses.

Nick Fury glanced at the scene and took a step ahead.

Steve looked at the others who were preparing, "I'll take Natasha and Barton away." After a slight pause, he looked back at Stark, "Can you do it yourself?"

"Why not." Stark looked at his watch, it would take some time for the helicopter to arrive.

"You know, what I want to talk about is your physical condition." The more confident the other party said, the more worried Steve became. "Chief Fury takes Dr. Banner away, or you take Kaka."

"What Kaka?" Stark took off his glasses exaggeratedly, and looked at the girl who was standing obediently listening to them, "Don't tell me it's a nickname, kid, isn't it a bit old-fashioned at a young age?"

Natasha and Hawkeye were ready, Steve patted Stark on the shoulder with a lazy face, finally hugged Anna and left the villa.

Shortly after the captain and others left, the helicopter also landed. Stark boarded the plane, leaned over and waved to the children who were still standing in the entrance.

The spiral roar gradually faded away, Anna turned around and saw Mrs. Barton standing in front of the railing looking at the sky, and she walked over to stand by her.

"They always have tasks." Mrs. Barton lowered her head and patted her six-month-old stomach. "Every time he leaves, I'm terrified. I don't know anything about the dangers he will face, and I can't help anyone. .”

"I'm just worried." She looked at the girl beside her.

Anna looked at the empty sky, yes, she was worried, but it was useless... Halfway through the words in her mind, a rapidly enlarging black spot appeared at the end of the sky, and the ground was filled with dust.

The god Sol, who was dressed in red and silver armor with his own holy light, strode forward and looked at Anna: "Follow me to a place."

The author has something to say: I wrote very little today (⊙_⊙;)