[Comprehensive British and American] Chaoying Pet Shop

Recently, the founder of the Rare Little White Bird Conservation Association had a headache.

... the mood is still very delicate.

It's probably the kind of subtle feeling that it's clear that there are only a few little sisters masturbating the little white birds, enclosing the ground and being cute, but the owner suddenly becomes popular...

The first thing that made her anxious was the large number of Watchers who poured into the account.

After they happily came in to pay attention, when they looked up, they found the profile——

"As long as you want to be a little white bird, we are good friends."

Watchers: ? ? ?

@阿多夫·莱利: "The introduction is a mess... Others are grass fans, our grass idols?"

@HopeBaker: “Managers should adjust style.”

@Nixon·Anderson: "We are now a group of nearly 60 people. In the future, the little white bird will continue to be active, and there will be more watchmen. And I am a little worried. The watchmen are a loose group with no threshold and no leader. It’s hard to guarantee that someone won’t use their name to do bad things.”

@Conrad Fergus: "Want to post more current affairs content instead of beaks and asses..."

@格莱·莱斯利: "The manager is not old enough. The little white bird just appeared when the people were most confused. When the popular upsurge cools down, he and we will face more doubts than the calls for the death penalty now. Low."

... Career fans and mother fans are incompatible! !

The founder thought gloomily.

She originally only opened the account for the netizen's "little white bird suck". The sisters who sucked the bird at first were all saved during the youthful period when the little white bird was running behind the superheroes, and they sucked it very sincerely real feeling.

At this moment, there are hundreds of thousands of people pouring into the account, and she is relieved and bitter at the same time, maybe her days as a small account operator should be over...

The founder talked about his resignation in the initial member group, and the mother fans of the support club yelled that he couldn't do it, and shouted to open another account dedicated to sucking white birds.

After arguing and arguing, there was no conclusion. When I got up the next day, the straight male fans who flooded into the account suddenly disappeared.

On Twitter, a brand new million-fan account emerged.

- Overwatch League.

On Twitter, @venger者联盟 and @Justice League are real official accounts.

Different from all kinds of weird breast-licking accounts, their duties are usually Chaoying’s external spokespersons, explaining the recent actions of the alliance to the public and the government;

To put it bluntly, it is used to smooth things over with a group of political leaders and fight for more freedom of movement for the superheroes.

Since the establishment of the Overwatch League, it has shown the potential to be close to the number of fans of the two major leagues.

And this union is very special:

Everyone knows that it is composed of people who have no superpowers but have compassion for the weak.

Most people are not insensitive from birth, maybe they have tried to fight for others, but there are too many times when they can't do anything.Too much to bear.

Abandoned by world affairs and corrupt politics, people are used to hiding their kindness deeper and deeper, like a frozen fire.

The public has learned to look up at the superheroes, while wearing the mask of a cruel philistine to evaluate others, while secretly hoping in the bottom of their hearts that someone will rekindle the fire one day.

On the day when the Overwatch League was established, those who still had light in their hearts finally came together.

"The city is ours to protect."

——The Overwatch League has put up a new profile.

The unknown manager of the alliance account acted resolutely, and held an internal meeting of the watchmen on the first day; on the second day, the three chapters of the law for the watchmen, and the public statement on the little white bird and privacy rights, have already come out.

His way of speaking is basically the same as the other two alliance accounts, sophisticated and watertight.

Everyone knows that the spokesperson of the Justice League is Batman except Superman, and the official interpretation of the Avengers is in the hands of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Right now, everyone is guessing which side the operator behind the Overwatch League might be.

The old fans of the Rare White Bird Conservation Association are very confused.

Although the fans of the straight males have dispersed, there are still a lot of new fans who are waiting to be fed.When I came up, I asked: "Uh, I heard that it seems that here you can take the little white bird back to Japan?"

Joward was even more confused.

It seems that they just fell asleep, and the news of the Overwatch League was overwhelming.

At first, he thought that there was nothing wrong with him, but when he opened the webpage and took a closer look, he found that not only was it related, but it was even more important...

He hurriedly called his...boyfriend and mentor: "This...do I need to do something now?"

In Batman's deep voice, there was a very gentle smile, which made his voice crisp: "Continue to do what you think you should do."

The rest will be escorted by him.

……

When Joe Ward led the second team into the Batcave for the second time, the scene was very spectacular.

Doctor Strange can fly, floats in the air and sits on the sidelines, just relaxed; the Batman below is not like this.

His cloak was covered with sobbing balls, and there was a green light ball on his pointed ear. Even wearing a mask, he could tell that the big bat was in a bad mood at the moment.

The entire bat cave was flooded by bouncing balls...

Generally speaking, when people talk about Zhenglian and Fulian, they generally refer to the veterans in the alliance; but there are not only a few superheroes in the world who originally existed in the world.

Joward carefully walked through the pile of balls, one of them was inattentive, and almost stepped on one, sitting on the floor and looking around blankly—oh...this looks like Professor X...?

With quick eyes and quick hands, he fished the ball sitting on the floor into his arms, and then staggered into Batman's arms.

The big bat's pointed ears seemed to be shaking, and it hugged the soft little sugar bag, and its stinky face slowly bloomed...

Grabbing the green light ball by his ear, he flew down and began pointing at Batman to make a speech: "Inbrightest day, Inbckest night (the day is dark, the night is vast)..."

Joe Ward: "..."

Your language setting is too long! !

Members of a squad then arrive at the Batcave.

Joe Ward quickly got out of the big bat's arms.

I don't know why, there are still so many balls, and they are in the predicament of not being able to return to their original bodies, but everyone has a strange expression of uncontrollable laughter and forced sadness, as if they are about to burst out laughing in the next second.

Little Spider: "Ah! Can I raise it too, can I take it back and raise it~~"

The US team forced a serious look: "Now is not the time to relax our vigilance. We have to find a way to get everyone back—Hulk??? Stop making trouble! Hey, Green Arrow?? Why are you fighting with Hawkeye... ?!"

The two chiefs were in a state of desperation.

But Qiuqiu collectively covered their ears, as if someone had said something in their minds.

In just a few seconds, the bat cave, which looked like a kindergarten, finally quieted down.

Joward seemed to feel something, and bowed his head.

The little Charles Ball sat in the palm of his hand, fingers just removed from the temple.

The water-blue Doudou blinked, and looked up at him gently and innocently.

Joe Ward: ...cute love!

In his mind, he began to think about making a handmade small wheelchair.

Then there is the question of the ownership of the balls.

Captain America hasn't opened his mouth yet.

Doctor Strange looked at Tony: "No."

Tony looked at the bat: "No."

Batman: "…no."

Captain America: "..."

Joe Ward held a Charles Ball: "Put it at the origin?"

The bosses looked at the pile of balls on the ground, ten sacks couldn't be filled...still shook their heads.

In the end, it can only be shared, the Temple, the Origin, the Batcave and the Stark Tower, a part of each.Dachao and Xiaoshan were very enthusiastic and wanted to take two balls back to raise, but after all, there was no hidden condition in the ordinary residence, so they were rejected by one vote.

Joe Ward looked at the pile of balls running all over the sky and remembered his final wish.

He was a little desperate.

Joward: [2-3, how long will it take for the energy we have accumulated to realize our wishes? 】

The system remained silent.

Joe Ward: [2-3? 2-3? 】

System: [Host, you can use the state of the sky to see. 】

Joe Ward entered the sky eye state.

He was a little surprised.Because the energy light spots surrounding him now are almost half as many as in 682——

He thought about it carefully. Recently, apart from hunting down repeat criminals for the BAU, he was using his ability to search and allocate personnel. On the contrary, he didn't receive many tasks from the main system channel, let alone complete a task comparable to the difficulty of 682.

Where did so much energy come from?

System: [Host, when you start assigning tasks to the watchmen, you are actually very close to the operation mode of the main system - when the watchmen run around to change the fate of others due to your assignment, you can also get some generated energy of. 】

Joward: [That is to say, if I continue to allocate like this, the efficiency of saving energy points will be higher? 】

He got a little excited.

During the period of the first team, the energy generated by a high-value S-level task, several A-level and B-level tasks, and sporadic low-level tasks can make the first team fully recover;

So now he is using a more efficient method to accumulate energy, maybe within a few months, these balls, which cannot fit in ten sacks, can fully recover?

System: [Yes. 】

Joward: 【Victory is in sight! 】

System: [Yes. 】

The voices of 2-3 are mechanical sounds, without any ups and downs, and no emotional changes can be heard.

But Joe Ward has been fighting side by side with it for long enough, and the little doctor immediately closed his mouth to share with everyone, and asked carefully: [2-3, what's the matter with you. 】

System: [Host, 2-3 is fine. 】

Joward: [Speak quickly. 】

He began to worry about whether there was something wrong with the main system, but they had an agreement that if it had something to do with the main system, 2-3 would definitely tell him as soon as possible so that he could be prepared.

But no matter how quickly he urged, the system just mechanically told him over and over again that it was fine.In the end, Joward became anxious: [If you don’t tell me, I won’t talk to you. 】

2-3 steady streams with one big ups and downs.

It's "panicked" now.

System: [Host. 】

It asked cautiously: [After you realize your wish, do you still need 2-3? 】

2-3 knew that he, who had defied the main system and was transformed by bats, was already an abnormal existence with nowhere to go.

After the host realizes the wish of the ordinary subsystem, it will be unbound and recycled by the main system, and the data will be cleared, and it may not even have a chance to be destroyed——

It thought that if Joward didn't need it, it might as well be destroyed directly.

Don't be alone on the Internet as a slowly dying wandering soul, no one remembers it.

Joward: 【...The real identity of the little white bird, could it be Joward? 】

System: [Ah, isn't it. 】

Joward: [No.The White Birds are 2-3 with Joe Ward.Not only me, but the world needs you, 2-3. 】

The system analyzes the code while eating it.

It often roams the subsystem network, learning from other hosts and subsystems.

The relationship between the host and the subsystem is like that between a person and an unconscious tool.

It sees other subsystems serving its host, so they become different existences: the host's shield, the knife for killing, or the medicine for healing.

And as Joward's subsystem.

It ends up being part of the hero.

System: [@%@#￥……#]

Joward: [? ? ? 】

The system was moved to the point where the code was messed up, and after sorting it out, it said: [2-3 must be with the host all the time. 】

Joward smiled: [Okay. 】

……

Queens is New York's second most populous metropolitan area.

But there are always less lively neighborhoods.

Just like this deserted street.

The unremarkable little pet clinic on the corner opened just by chance, making it even more inconspicuous.

The nearby residents are all Buddhas.

...Maybe someone has mine 8 at home.

My cat and dog were really seriously ill, so I didn't dare to count on the small clinic, so I had to run a few kilometers to see a doctor in a large pet hospital.

However, the little girls who occasionally go to the opposite store to buy things, when the clinic finally opens, they will find that the little doctor in the clinic is quite good-looking.

Especially the beautiful blue eyes that cannot be covered by the white mask.

The interested girl wants to secretly take a photo and post it under the hashtag #企遇小东双 on Twitter.

But this little handsome guy is super sensitive and also super shy.

As soon as I found someone taking pictures, I closed the curtain and ran away.

Qiao Ward himself also felt that this opening frequency, ahem, I am a little sorry for Qiao's father and mother...

But he can't either.

…He now has the whole origin of Qiuqiu to raise, and he has to add Erha Qiu, who he doesn’t know how to help restore the original shape.

BAU's work is waiting for him to do, and the watchmen are waiting for instructions. To save energy points, at least half of the day is given to the little white bird.

The first team encountered a large-scale battle, and his super assistant had to be dispatched;

In case of a situation where Zhenglian Fulian is fighting in two places at the same time, he really wants to tear himself in half.

...and he has a relationship to talk about.

It was a rare day with good weather. Joe Ward took this month's tax bill and newspaper from the clinic, leaned against the fence, and lazily basked in the sun for a while.

The hedge flowers of the neighbor's house have grown to his fence.The little doctor was lying beside a bunch of flowers, squinting his blue eyes, looking very lazy and comfortable.

—and his increasingly keen sense of detection told him that someone was watching him from across the street.

Joward raised his eyes.

When he saw the girl's face clearly, he straightened up slowly.

Different from the girl who occasionally peeked at him in the past, the girl's gaze is hateful and resentful.

——Her face was exactly the same as the girl who broke into his secret room for help and was brutally killed by Hannibal.

Under the bright sunlight, in this lonely and peaceful corner, the deep abyss of sin slowly opened a crack towards him.

The girl looked at him without moving.

He also looked at the girl.

Different from the poisoned sharp sword in the eyes of the other party, the eyes of the little white bird are cold and calm, and a little complicated.

It seems that I have been waiting for a long time for an old acquaintance who does not know when to visit.

If the girl got closer, she might be able to hear the little doctor talking to himself like a dream.

"—I'm ready, Doctor."