As soon as Joe Ward returned to the stronghold, he received a message from the US team.

The captain asked him to choose a C-level for the next mission, then bring the little spider, and then secretly bring the US team himself.If possible, give the little spider a little more time.

This message was sent to his mobile phone through a special translator developed by Batball.

In order to completely solve the problem of meme pollution, Batball began to slowly create a new language based on his original code—even the letters that make up words are recreated, completely avoiding all known languages ​​in the history of human cognition.

However, it is too difficult to learn a new language. Even if Afu guides him hand in hand, Joward can't always remember what those instructions mean.There are several masters and geniuses in Qiuqiu. He was really afraid of dragging everyone down, so he could only bite the bullet and try to memorize.

In the end, the US team said, "Isn't it better for us to have a transition period first? After all, not everyone can learn a new language in two days like Tony."

Then the day before Joward visited the new stronghold, the translator was developed.When the balls need to talk to Joe Ward, they type in a new language and send it to Joe Ward's mobile phone, and Joe Ward uses a translator to convert it into understandable text.

It sounds like a lot of trouble.But when Joe Ward was in bed with a fever the day before and received text messages from the balls—no longer a series of "Because Iambatman" or a bunch of "Language"—he still had the excitement of finally breaking through the communication barrier. feel.

Although the things sent still look like a bunch of garbled characters, as long as Joward pokes the translator, these garbled characters will become readable English—although there is a strong sense of machine translation, and words are often missing Less subject, but indeed readable!

Captain America: [Is it better?Have you taken medicine?If you need me, it's in your bed. ;)]

Tonini: [I'm a bad uncle, not trying to care about you, just trying to test whether the translator is really as good as the bat says. ]

Lightning Ball sent him a lot of things, but because he misspelled many words, Joward couldn't understand what the translator turned out after studying for a long time.

The text message sent by Batball is the shortest, purely instructional: [Come to the base tomorrow. ]

Joward's phone in the water, fiddled with by the bat ball, is ready to use again.Since he has used this mobile phone for 9 months, in addition to the work text messages from pet owners in the SMS box, he just wants to learn about swimming and fitness.

Now that he has entered these few text messages, he hides under the blanket, grabs his phone and looks around, feeling like he can't read enough.

These few precious private text messages were saved by him.

Joe Ward, as a trial translator of the translator, sent them text messages one by one—he sent a message to Qiuqiu, there would be no meme pollution, and pure English was enough.

Only the little spider didn't send him anything.The little spider just lay down in his hamburg cat bed, pouted his little buttocks, and was sullen.

Is he unhappy with his stay?

Are you homesick?

When Joe Ward thought of his immature milk voice, his heart softened.But he didn't dare to touch and hug the little spider, because when he wanted to touch the top of the opponent's head with his fingertips, the little spider would hug his head with his small hands, obviously not wanting him to touch it.

Maybe doing the task together this time can make Little Spider open up and chat with him?

he thought.

……

...It is estimated that it is still a bit difficult.

Joe Ward controlled his own invisible hamster ball, flying wildly behind the restored Spider-Man among the tall buildings in New York.The US team quietly hid in his schoolbag, and they agreed that if there was a situation beyond their control, the US team would come out and take over. ?

Joe Ward tried to communicate with him gently: "Spidey, it's time to turn left here..."

Spider-Man desperately suppressed his voice: "Got it."

Joe Ward: "...what's wrong with your throat?"?

Spider-Man pouted without saying a word, and shot a strand of spider silk straight to the left, swishing past.

In order to have a good talk with the little spider, Joward specially let him recover his body before the mission started; however, it was of no use.

He either didn't speak, or he choked out a few words of "OK" in a somewhat familiar throat cancer voice, and said nothing at all.

Joe Ward: "Spidey, are you a little too cool..."

Spider-Man throat cancer throat: "BecauseIamSpiderman."

The vigorous red figure twirled in the air and landed on top of the signboard of the jewelry store. ?

Joward couldn't do anything about him.He looked at his phone again and confirmed the mission this time. ?

C-level task: reward 10 points.

Assistants: 3 people

Mission address: Boucheron Jewelry Store, No. xx, Grand Avenue?

Mission objective: All jewelry in No. 3 counter?

Mission success condition: Keep the mission target in its original state before 14:34

"Is this a city defense battle?"

Joward looked at his watch. 14:02.

He let the invisible hamster ball land on the road, and quietly crawled out of it. After making sure that the mask and sunglasses were on, he bought a newspaper and leaned against the door, pretending to be a passerby reading the newspaper.

He secretly observed the people in the shop.

There are not many people in the store, and one-on-one looks like an upper-class couple, bowing their heads to choose jewelry.The two people who eat melons in down jackets seem to be unable to afford anything, and they just come to see the excitement. ?

One of them was wearing a blue down jacket, which looked particularly thick, with a goggle on his face. Although he had already entered the store, he still pulled the hood with the fringe to the top of his head.He was carrying a mountaineering bag on his back, which bulged out of a hard shape.

"As expected of a C-level task... the system is short of marking an arrow on top of his head."

Joward thought silently.He remembered the few B-level missions he had done last week, either Poison Ivy or RPG, and now he went back to C-level tasks, and he felt a warm feeling of returning to Novice Village.

Joward quietly sent a text message: [Spidey, there is something wrong with the blue dress in the store, I will stay in cabinet 3 until 14:34 before leaving. ]

With a warm smile, Joward walked into the jewelry store lightly.The previous B-level missions made him understand that the distance between the mission object and him and the degree of favorability for him will affect the final bonus points.

The object of this C-level task is not a living person, but a cabinet of gleaming jewels.If he wasn't afraid that the lady clerk would call the police and handcuff him away, he really wanted to lie on the glass cabinet and get the extra reward of "zero distance from the task object"...

Before he could finish his brain, he heard a small milk voice in the headset: "Joe!"

Looking up, I saw one of the blue down jackets in the store, holding up a strangely shaped gun, and pointed it straight at the door.

"If you don't want to be frozen to pieces, get out of the door!" the blue down jacket roared loudly.

The crowd resting in twos and threes at the door screamed and dispersed.Before he could pull the trigger, Spider-Man swung from the top like flying, kicked open the door of the jewelry store with two feet, and shot a cluster of spider silk towards the hands of the blue down jacket.

However, the reaction speed of the blue down jacket was extremely fast, and the gun was fired when the trigger was pulled!

What shot out from the muzzle was not bullets and flames, but a stream of light blue matter like a laser.The light blue laser collided with the spider silk in the air, and the spider silk instantly froze and shattered to the ground.

The extremely cold temperature climbed onto Spider-Man's wrist along the spider's thread. Spider-Man covered his hand with a "wow", and his feet jumped from the ice.

Joward: "Spidey?!"

Batball said "Huh?" "Captain Cold."

The bat ball stayed in the stronghold, while working, while taking time to pay attention to the monitoring screen.At this moment, this name suddenly appeared, and the lightning ball next to it immediately stretched out its head: "Hey, it really is!"

Captain Cold, head of the Central City fan club, and leader of the Rogue Gang.He used to rob a bank in Central City, before the money came, he was picked up by the Flash with a chair and thrown into prison, so he held a grudge.He built a freezing gun capable of producing absolute zero, which gave The Flash a lot of trouble.

The lightning ball immediately bounced off the ground, took a starting posture and was ready to rush to support.

Batball said lightly: "Joe Ward and the others can solve it." He didn't forget the captain's order: leave some space for Joe Ward and the little spider.

Lightning Ball: "Ah! I want to do the mission too! I want to go too! I'm suffocating!"

But the bat ball was not allowed, so he had to pull two broadband tears and run around the stronghold buzzing wildly.

Captain Cold here is holding his baby freezing gun, grinning and giggling: "It's too slow! Superheroes in New York are as slow as turtles!"

He looked around with the gun in his hand, the clerk and the few customers were all consciously squatting in the middle of the store with their heads in their hands; while the guy who could shoot spider webs was squatting at the counter with another guy with sunglasses and a mask on his face In front of them, they are together - rubbing hands.

Captain Cold: ?

Spider-Man held up his hand to show Joe Ward, and he spoke quickly and urgently, with a little bit of coquettishness: "Wow, what the hell, I'm so cold! Doctor, look at my hand! I His hands are black! Look!"

Joward felt sorry for him: "Let me see and see."

He took off Spider-Man's gloves—parts of his wrists were bruised and black, which was already a symptom of third-degree frostbite, and if the frozen limbs were not urgently rewarmed, the limbs would probably die.

He didn't understand Spider-Man's self-healing physique, so without thinking, he lifted the three layers of sweater on his body, and stuffed Spider-Man's hand into the warm sweater.Only a layer of unlined clothing was placed against his stomach, making him shiver from the cold.

Joe Ward was very nervous: "How is it? Are you still feeling? Will it hurt?"

Spider-Man said softly: "Oh, it hurts, it hurts to death. Ah, my hand was also hit, and this one hurts too..."

Joward quickly rubbed his other hand and tucked it into the sweater to keep warm too.Spider-Man sneaked a peek at the little doctor's distressed look, and didn't hold back Xiaoxin: "Hey."

Joe Ward: "?"

He looked down at the time, 14:17.

Joe Ward: "Then let's not fight. Let's wait for the police to come, and then guard this cabinet until the task time."

Captain Leng, who had been left out for a long time, finally couldn't help but ran over with his gun in his arms: "You two bastards, hurry up from there—"

As soon as he finished speaking, his forehead "bang" hit a hard object in the air, and he fell backwards, almost fainting.

In the air in front of him, a tinge of red slowly began to appear.In the not-so-big storefront of the jewelry store, a giant iron ball taller than a person and extremely hard was standing quietly on the ground, blocking between him and those two guys.

The iron ball can still speak: "Elizabeth will serve you wholeheartedly, sir. After the body scan, you have a slight concussion. It is recommended that you seek medical attention nearby, sir."

Captain Cold: ? ?

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