[Comprehensive British and American] The world painting style is not right

During the conversation, Carol already knew that the werewolf leader was called Sam.He led Carol and Sherlock through the wolves and into the jungle.

"You can only transform into a werewolf. Besides, are there any other clues?" Sam asked.

"I... originally thought I was a mutant." Carol said after thinking, "I have the ability to control time, of course, only a little bit."

Sherlock on the side laughed lightly after hearing this, Carol reached out to push him aside, but Sherlock grabbed her wolf ears and pulled gently.

pain!Carol quickly threw Sherlock's hand away and rubbed her sensitive ears.

Sam, with his back turned to them, didn't notice the small movements of the two of them. He said seriously as he walked forward, "Some werewolf races do have supernatural powers, but we haven't seen such werewolves in our tribe yet."

Carol's heart sank, and she said anxiously, "Are there other races?"

Before Sam could answer, a boy pushing a wheelchair came over. His skin was a healthy wheat color, his eyes were deep, and he nodded slightly towards them.

Sitting in the wheelchair was Billy, who was more prestigious among the werewolves. His leg seemed to have been injured and he couldn't walk normally.That boy was none other than his son Jacob.

Sam and Billy first explained the purpose of the two people's visit, and then they continued to discuss something softly, occasionally looking at Carol and Sherlock.

"Sherlock, what do you think they're talking about?" Carol poked Sherlock with her arm.

Sherlock glanced at her and said, "Discussing that your ears and tail are not authentic enough."

This is not a prop!Carol snorted and stared angrily. Who knew that she had grown these for no reason, and she was also very distressed.It doesn't seem to be useful except to expose one's identity.

When Carol was about to refute Sherlock's complaints, Sam and Billy had stopped talking, and Sam said, "Carol, obviously you don't belong to our tribe."

Carol lowered her head sadly, but heard Sam continue to say, "But, we can tell you where the other races are distributed."

Carol's eyes lit up, looking at Sam expectantly.

Sam opened a heavy book, and dust rose from inside. He waved his hand, coughed a few times, and carefully read the words on it.

"In the United States, there are werewolf tribes in Wisconsin and Virginia." Sam said slowly while turning, "The tribe with the longest history is in Middle-earth, so..."

"Through the forests of southern Wales." Sherlock interrupted Sam.

"You're right." Sam nodded immediately. "It seems that this gentleman also understands Middle-earth. It can be said that our earliest tribes came from there."

South Wales forests?Carol thought of what Tony said before, she seemed to be picked up there.Is it a coincidence?

Carol glanced at Sherlock, he had guessed it before?Obviously, she got Sherlock's positive answer, "I know there are werewolves in Middle-earth."

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Carol rolled her eyes and told her directly at the Avengers headquarters that she didn't have to come to Fox.

"You acted on your own first." Sherlock said indifferently, "I was going to discuss it with Stark the next day, but he said you ran away again."

Carol: ...

Those were all summons from the system, and it was destined that she had to go to Fox for a visit.Didn't Alice of the Cullen family say that she had foreseen that they would come.

"The werewolf tribe in Middle-earth is very hard to find." Sam was convinced that they were really just here to find clues, and he kindly reminded, "If you encounter half-orcs, be careful."

Carol nodded. Sam is indeed a responsible leader, even if it is a stranger asking for help, he will not ignore it.

"I have one more question..." Carol lowered her eyes in embarrassment, and pointed to her ears, "Every time I transform it, I don't know how to retract it."

Jacob who was standing next to him suddenly laughed, showing his white teeth, "You don't need to be nervous, it's actually normal."

Carol looked up at Jacob, he smiled brightly, and nodded his head, "You have to learn to control it slowly, use this."

Control it with your brain, Carol found it difficult to think about it, and then received a knowing blow from Sherlock next to her, "You don't seem to have such a thing."

Carol: ...

She avoided Sherlock's ridicule perfectly, and thanked Sam, "Thank you, when can I become a whole wolf?"

"This..." Sam hesitated for a while, and said, "Actually, I have never seen a situation like yours. With werewolf genes, you will usually become a wolf the first time you transform."

If she knew it earlier, she wouldn't have asked, Carol was a little helpless, because she heard Sherlock's chuckle next to her again.Sherlock had just laughed at her ears and tail, and Sam's answer fully verified his words.

At this time, Sherlock grabbed Carol's ear, pressed her head, asked her to bow slightly to the werewolf leader Sam, and answered for her, "We may have to leave now. Goodbye."

In the early morning, what's the matter with the reunion, Carol glared at Sherlock, but was dragged by him to turn around.The voices of Sam and Jacob came from behind, "I hope you find your loved ones soon."

"Where are you going?" Carol said helplessly, saving her ears from Sherlock.

"That tribe smells like wolf fur." ​​Sherlock revealed the reason indifferently, then glanced at her again, "What about you?"

"I take a shower every day!" Carol's cheeks flushed, and she justified herself, "I even wash Pikachu."

"Then you are electrocuted every day?" Sherlock is familiar with Pikachu's temper. It is said that he electrified everyone during Avengers training, except Tony who is often not in the training room.

"Is Pikachu really interested in me?" Carol narrowed her eyes, "It's not like you, you don't even have a pet."

"Pet?" Sherlock glanced at Carol's tail, curled his lips, "I don't need a pet like Pikachu."

"Aha, I got it right." Carol stretched out her finger and pointed at Sherlock's nose triumphantly, "Sherlock, you are such a failure that even animals don't bother to approach you."

"And you're still standing here?" Sherlock said.

What do you mean by that?It took Carol a while to realize that this egomaniac had directly compared her to an animal!She scolded her before, she was not a person at all.

Werewolves are humans too, let alone a half werewolf like her who can't even transform into a full body.

"Are you going back to the home of those vampires?" Sherlock interrupted her thoughts.

"What vampires, they have a name, they are the Cullen family." Carol said word by word, "Didn't Edward say that he wanted to invite us to dinner? If you don't want to eat for free, I'll take you for a meal."

Sherlock looked like you were only promising, and after thinking for a while, he said, "I have nothing to do today, so I'll take you there first."

Sherlock reached out to draw a circle, they walked in, and the circle disappeared in just a few seconds.When he was about to turn around and leave, Carol grabbed his arm firmly, "Come on, let's eat together."

Carol desperately dragged Sherlock over. Of course, she didn't really want to take Sherlock to a meal. She decided to let him experience the "enthusiasm" of the Cullen family and let him eat until he died!

Alice's surprised voice came, "They're back!"

Alice hopped up to Carol, Carol showed a sincere smile, "Sherlock said he was looking forward to this lunch, he hasn't eaten Italian food for a long time."

"That's great." Alice clapped her hands happily, "We're well prepared this time."

Carol and Sherlock followed Alice to the table.Seeing the table full of various meals, Carol excitedly pressed Sherlock on the seat, and pushed several dishes in front of him, "Didn't you say you were starving?"

Then, Carol sat next to him, with a strange light in her eyes, "Hurry up, Sherlock!"

I saw Sherlock raised his hand to pick up the fork, rolled some macaroni pasta into his mouth, chewed a few mouthfuls gracefully, and then put down the fork, "I'm full."

"How can you be so shameless? This is their intention." Carol folded her hands together and looked at Sherlock expectantly, "You should eat more, right?"

"Oh." Sherlock glanced at the Cullen family present, and said lightly, "I'm picky eater."

Carol: ...

Carol was about to continue feeding Sherlock, but Sherlock said, "But she's not picky."

Sherlock put all the dishes that Carol pushed back to him just now, "She told me along the way that she had never tasted such delicious dishes, and she must try again. Is it? Carol Ann. "

This is different from what I thought, Carol looked confused, and Sherlock was threatening her completely.Can she say no?Can you still be friends with the Karen family after talking about it?

Carol forced a sad smile, "I really like it."

"Then eat more, this is their wish." Sherlock raised his eyebrows.

"I..." Carol smiled and ate a few mouthfuls of food, tears were about to fall, why did she want to die like this?Carol glared at Sherlock angrily, feeling that it was so dark today.Can anyone in the world bully Sherlock?Waiting online, urgent.

Sherlock kindly helped Carol bring over all the untouched dishes. Seeing Carol's sad and indignant expression, Sherlock stroked her back and explained to the Cullen family, "She's so excited, Eat a little fast."

Under Sherlock's "perfect service", Carol ate all the dishes on the table again...

Sherlock's follow-up service was also very thoughtful, and he helped Carol, who was so full that she was about to vomit, back to 222 Baker Street.She collapsed on the sofa, trying to raise her hand and pointing at Sherlock, "You..."

Sherlock poured her a glass of water and handed it over, "It's good for your stomach, so your brain won't be confused by Italian food."

Carol was too full to refute him, and Sherlock didn't give her a chance, turned around and left.Carol raised her hands in the air, too angry to speak.

The next day, Carol went to the Fulian headquarters to report her results to Tony, but saw a familiar tall figure.The man in the suit stroked his shoulder-length black hair and threw an envelope at her.

"I'm going to see my movie premiere tomorrow, and I need to call someone from the All-Full Union!"