[Comprehensive British and American] Distress signal receiver

Shocked by this scene, Wesley calmed down in the air for a moment, and then followed the blinding indicator arrow, let's call it the indicator light, and buried himself in the ice ahead——

The din of the outside world suddenly stopped, and darkness covered Wesley's consciousness.He knew very well that he had entered another person's brain.

But here, it's super... cold!

In the outside world just now, the coldness below zero could not make him feel a little bit, but now he felt the bone-piercing chill for the first time, as if it wanted to freeze his consciousness with the surrounding darkness.He asked a little tremblingly:

"System, what's going on in the darkness, did he really send out a distress signal?" No matter how you look at it, he should still be in hibernation!

"You are now in his superficial consciousness, and he is still sleeping. His subconscious is exhausted. Out of respect for this great life, you, the host, should help him as soon as possible."

Wesley is still a novice in doing tasks. Yesterday, he temporarily stimulated the body functions of the transforming little spider. Today, the target of the task has been frozen into ice for decades. It is impossible for him to move his fingers. Night Tale.

After guiding the system for a long time, Wesley finally strengthened the connection with the other party's thinking, and sank into the depths of his consciousness like a submarine.

The temperature was slowly rising, and the piercing chill melted away. Wesley gradually approached the waking part of the person. Not long after, the surrounding darkness disappeared like foam, and it was replaced by dazzling sunlight. The noise rushed into his ears, and he raised his eyes to look around. At first glance, I was already on the streets of the United States in the 40s and [-]s.

When he saw the sign marking the movie theater, Wesley knew where he was, and went around to find the back door of the movie theater.

The muffled sound of punches and curses from the bottom of the society, the trash can was overturned, and the corner was in total chaos.The thin figure that Wesley saw from a distance was beaten without saying a word, fell to the ground and stood up again, trying to have a close fight, but was still knocked down again and again.

He wanted to go forward, but was blocked by an invisible barrier. He had to wait for a while, but until that thin and abnormal body completely collapsed, no one else offered a helping hand.

The picture of the back door of the cinema dissipated like smoke, and it turned into a training ground for recruits under the scorching sun.

The memory this time is very long. If the system hadn't said that the flow of time in his subconscious mind was different from that of the outside world, he wouldn't be able to stay any longer.

"This is unreasonable." Wesley looked at the thin man who was always at the end of the crane in the distance, and said to the system: "Why is he torturing himself so much?"

The system rarely answered humbly: "I only know that he is an indispensable member of this world, and the host needs to explore the complex emotions in the human heart by himself."

In his memory, he was never invited to participate in the final super soldier experiment, and could only complete the training and tasks with a weak body. He was ignored and suppressed every day, but he always gritted his teeth and persisted, as if he was stubborn on a certain belief, letting himself Survive in the harsh environment like a weed.

Looking at it further, sometimes he will go home alone on the day his parents passed away, without friends around him; sometimes he will silently pack his only suitcase during training breaks, as if reminding himself that everything is right now.

Until all the recruits were thrown into the tragic battlefield——

The acquaintances kept dying. As the weak one, he was powerless, and his subconscious mind began to shake. Wesley couldn't stand it anymore. He said to the barrier that kept restricting him for some reason: "If the pain can make you remember your own mission, then you should remember that neither you nor your past is an ordinary person."

The battlefield bombarded by artillery fire suddenly fell silent, as if time had frozen, and all the faces of pain or fear turned peaceful.

A voice accompanied by a tall and strong figure, like a shadow in the daytime, appeared beside Wesley.

At the same time, Wesley looked down and saw that he had returned to his conscious body under the protection of the system, like a pale golden spherical bubble.

The man said gently and calmly: "You are very patient."

Just to have a look at you, it's worth staying another three days and three nights!Seeing that things had improved, Wesley unscrupulously looked at the deity who finally appeared, with an extraordinary strong body, uniquely beautiful muscles, blue eyes without impurities, and a pure temperament like warm sunshine.

If it weren't for the scene of blood and flesh flying all around, he would have thought that there was no shadow in this person's heart.

"You know me?" The soldier looked at the intruder thoughtfully, his consciousness had recovered, and the surrounding war scenes were replaced by ordinary streets.

"Yes, you are Steve Rogers, Captain America."

Facts have proved that this selfless and fearless man was obviously not ignorant after he died for his country. He knew that he had lost his only friend and that he was "dead", but the physical pain continued deep in his heart. The frozen outside environment gave him a vague sense of powerlessness.

Endless loneliness, regret for life, nostalgia for ideals, even if you make the right choice "while alive", but everyone has sacrificed their lives for the country, it is right to face the heart honestly.

Wesley was in Captain America's subconscious, feeling that his little people's qualities had been sublimated a lot, and he felt warm all over.

"who are you?"

"You can call me Cole."

"Nice to meet you, Cole." Steve hesitated, he didn't know whether this light group was a belated angel or a belated demon.

He was literally freezing, the cold seeping into his soul.He used to pray in his own memory, but he couldn't wait for the consciousness to disappear.Most of the time, he felt that he was abandoned by God and was receiving punishment after death, so he examined his past over and over again.

This place must be hell, so this Cole...

"This is not hell." Wesley said directly, because in his subconscious mind, he easily understood Steve's thoughts: "This is your subconscious mind, and I'm here to inform you, Mister Rogers, that you are still alive. Or Said... your body fell into a deep sleep because of the ice, and you will wake up soon."

The amount of information in this sentence is a bit large, and it made Steve Rogers speechless for a while.

"How long have I slept?"

Wesley hesitated whether to say it, paused for a moment and said: "Seventy years." Anyway, he won't remember when he wakes up.

I don't know what kind of butterfly effect has happened in this world. The US team has been frozen for a few years longer than the original world.Perhaps because of this, Captain America's signs of life began to weaken, and even subconsciously fell into self-destruction.

And Steve is obviously an upright soldier, even his subconscious mind is upright, causing Wesley to take over the layout right of subconscious mind in a short while, the surrounding scene changes, towering skyscrapers, stylishly dressed pedestrians, bustling New York Times Square , The scene of the new era brought an indescribable shock to Steve.

He looked around, and a strange urban scene was reflected in the deep blue eyes of the baby. After observing this colorful world for a long time, he said, "Was the war already over?"

"When you sacrifice yourself, the war is about to end." Wesley understood his sense of mission very well, so he quickly added: "But with the development of society, the current world has become more complicated. Cruel incidents are still emerging one after another, trying to destroy the earth There are plenty of people out there. The world needs you even more than ever."

So please don't get caught up, save your strength and wait for it to be unearthed... er, no, the day the ice breaks.

Steve visited this fictional but real scene for a long time, and Wesley hovered beside him to give him a little popular science and explanation. The two of them seemed to be walking down the street. Finally, Steve looked back at him.

When Wesley was a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, he heard the other party say: "Thank you, Cole. I can feel that no matter where you are from, you are really helping me."

A faint smile appeared on the peaceful and handsome face: "Will I see you when I wake up?"

"I'm not near you." Wesley responded vaguely, but out of a premonition of the future, he still left room for a bit: "Maybe we will meet again in the future, but you probably won't remember me when you wake up."

Steve smiled good-naturedly, as if reserving his thoughts on a controversial topic.

"I'm leaving." Wesley saw that it was almost done, and finally warned the US team to keep hope, the world still needs him, and finally withdrew the opponent's subconscious.

Maybe it's his delusion, the superficial consciousness of Captain America, who is still sleeping, doesn't seem to be as frozen to death as when he first came.

Good people do their best, and with the help of the system, simulated aircraft signals are sent out. After a while, people who receive the signals will come to this area to search and rescue.

Returning to his body in a blink of an eye, Wesley was still a little unsatisfied, and looked at the time, only 10 minutes had passed in reality.

The task of helping the US team finally rewarded him with 50 points. In addition, the ability was further strengthened. From the weak telepathy to the "flawed normal telepathy", Wesley struggled for a long time like constipation before the ability unfolded. For a few seconds, except that the range has expanded a bit, nothing has changed.

He also always felt that this tasteless ability seemed to be passive, and if he wanted to use it actively, it was impossible for him now.

At the same time, the system issued a warning, except for doing tasks, do not try randomly at other times, otherwise the controller on the chest will be triggered after 30 seconds, and adoptive father William will receive the message immediately.

Normally, William would pack up his adopted son to death by relying on his assumptions, but if he received the real situation...

Wesley began to cry inwardly.

Putting aside his ability for now, he remembered Will Graham who came to visit early in the morning. He walked out of the bedroom and approached the stairs. Unexpectedly, the other party did not leave and was talking to William in a low voice.

He didn’t hear what was said before, and Wesley guessed from the conversation between the two that it might be related to the Mingzhou Shrike who killed the girl. In the end, he heard William ponder for a long time, and changed the direction of the conversation with one sentence——

"I know someone, and I recommend him to you." There was a sound of the chair moving, and William seemed to stand up: "Believe me, this case needs him. After all, he is the most experienced person I have ever met besides you." , the smartest man."

Wesley: "..." I seem to know who it is.

A little inexplicably nervous, Wesley slipped and grabbed the handrail, but there was still a sound.

The conversation between the two downstairs stopped.

"Ethan?" William's voice came, and he said again: "Wesley? Wesley, what are you doing?" He appeared in Wesley's field of vision like a real father, and immediately urged: "Hurry up and change clothes , I will take you to school in a while."

I grinned, and school? !

Wesley could only pretend to pass by with a blank face, but he glanced down, unexpectedly Will downstairs was looking up at him, his calm gaze reversed the previous dodge, and he looked at him with some kind of inquiry , what's wrong with this?

Wait... Right now, the perverted adoptive father has introduced Will to Hannibal, and the Minnesota Shrike is indeed the first case they have known, and with Hannibal's efficiency, I am afraid that in just a few months, this sensitive genius A man who is not a man will be completely spoiled by Hannibal.

The most urgent thing is that he has to establish a good relationship with Will. At the same time, maybe, maybe, Will can help him get rid of the perverted William?

Although Will is out of gregariousness, he is undoubtedly a decent person. Once he knows that his friend William Brown is normal outside, but abuses minors at home, he will never stand idly by... right?

Now is not a good time, Wesley turned back to the bedroom in silence, and heard William downstairs sigh, and said in a low mood: "Don't mind, I told you before, Wesley...he is different from ordinary children."

"It's okay, I know," Will replied, "How did he get hurt?"

"Yesterday he fell down the stairs and hit his head. He always reacted a little slowly."

Wesley closed the door with black lines all over his face.

……

Today's mission also pushed history into a normal track. After a while, New York——

The hot live broadcast of the football game was accompanied by a gentle breeze. In the simple and warm recovery ward, the only patient on the single bed slowly opened his eyes.

This one seemed too tall and healthy for the rest of the afflicted ones.

After asking several times in a row, the lady in charge of delivering the information still told him to take a good rest on the grounds that his body had not recovered. There was no other way. restful streets.

"take it easy……"

Steve raised his hand to interrupt the coming, he carefully observed the surrounding environment, it should be a completely unfamiliar bustling scene of the metropolis, but he seemed to accept it calmly.

Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. Nick Fury paused for a moment, then said, "Rodgers, you've been sleeping for a long time."

Only then did Da Bing rest his gaze on Nick's face, and smiled: "Yes, I know."