Suddenly hearing names with a wrong style of painting entered randomly, Zhong Zixing froze in place with a watermelon in his hand, his mind was repeatedly scrolled by bullet screens of "who am I, where am I and what am I doing".

What's happening here?Meow meow meow?The style of painting is obviously wrong, right?

The captain's previous words came to mind at this time: "... Stark's friends are here to help."

Zhong Zixing: ...So the whole world knows that Superman is Iron Man's friend? ? ?

What kind of world is this...

Zhong Zixing wanted to cover her face, she has been very happy ever since the Dimensional Wall was broken—not to mention the messy timeline and cosmic hodgepodge, it seems that after the fusion of these universes, the plot of the original work has long since disappeared, and she seems to have strayed into It's not that she led to the shattering of the dimensional wall...

Think about it too, how could she make a bunch of universes merge, and she doesn't have the aura of the protagonist...

...but how on earth did Iron Man and Superman become friends? ? ?

At this time, a male voice that sounded unserious floated out lazily from the TV: "I don't want to take this as a serious matter, but I think you should at least have enough judgment? Of course it's not like saving a kitten." thing, although that sounds cute, well, my secretary said so - God, is it true? I think that's so stupid."

It seems that someone reminded him not to gag, Stark's voice paused before continuing.

"Okay, I wanted to talk to you guys about patriotism, wow, is that really something Tony Stark would say? I don't think so either, but I said it, so go ahead. Why are we patriotic? Because we have "America" ​​on our ID cards? Or is it because we grew up in this country? Or is it just that we chose this country as the vehicle for our ideas?"

The rest of the words were overwhelmed by the growing noise in the supermarket, and Zhong Zixing couldn't hear them clearly. She tried to change positions several times, but she still couldn't find a suitable angle to listen to the rest of the words, so she could only give up regretfully.

When I go back... see if I can catch the replay.Zhong Zixing thought.

After struggling to pay the bill and returning home, Zhong Zixing stood in front of the door, making trouble against the lock.

The key had become a whole mosaic, and it was impossible to tell which one the door key was, and even if it could be inserted, Zhong Zixing was not sure if it would break in the door lock after twisting it by himself.

... After thinking about it, Zhong Zixing looked around carefully, and seeing that there was no one there, she quickly turned her head, pointed at the mosaic biu where the door lock was, and poked it.

With a click, the mosaic was easily pushed down by her, and fell to the floor with a snap, and the door immediately opened a crack after losing the lock.

perfect!

After entering the room, Zhong Zixing pushed back the door lock mosaic again, and the squares were inserted into the door leaf tightly. She looked at the doorknob for a while, but she was still not sure whether it had returned to its original shape.

Forget it, let's watch the news first!

One of the furniture left by the landlord is a small TV. Zhong Zixing usually doesn't use it, but now it comes in handy, but how to turn on Zhong Zixing is still at a loss.

While trying to figure out how to turn on the TV without destroying it, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Perther?"

When Zhong Zixing heard Peter's voice, he almost poked the middle of the TV screen with a trembling hand.

I forgot that I still live downstairs with Spider-Man... It's a pity that I can't see the face.

She opened the door and had a face-to-face meeting with Mosaic, complained a little in her heart, and then asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"I heard voices from your house." Peter was still a little worried, and looked at Zhong Zixing for a while, "I just came back, just now in Manhattan...but I'm fine. You just came back too? Are you not injured?"

"Yeah," Zhong Zixing nodded, thinking about what happened just now, he still had some lingering fears, "I just participated in the escape."

"Well..." Peter's voice sounded a little muffled.

...Did she say something wrong?

Zhong Zixing guessed for a long time but couldn't figure out what he was thinking, but it's always right to divert her attention when she is in a bad mood. After she glanced behind her, she folded her hands together and bent her eyes at Peter: "Can you help me with something? ?”

"what's up?"

Zhong Zixing said seriously: "I can't open the refrigerator, and I can't eat a whole watermelon by myself, so help me destroy half of it, okay?"

"Need not……"

Peter wanted to refuse, but Zhong Zixing had already gone to the cooking table a few steps to pick a suitable kitchen knife on the knife holder. He opened his mouth, had to close the door and come in, and sat down awkwardly on the sofa.

However, Zhong Zixing's search for the knives was not very smooth. Several knives were contained in the same mosaic. She lifted it a few times, but she still could only lift a whole mosaic square.

"..." Zhong Zixing was speechless.

When her hand passed the knife handle for the third time, Peter, who couldn't see it, sighed and decided to do it himself.

"Okay, leave it to me?" He lifted the kitchen knife from the knife holder, twirled it in his hand, lifted the watermelon with one hand, and said, "Is there anything else? I'll do it together."

"...then I'll trouble you."

Zhong Zixing really felt that her current state was too terrible. She looked at Peter apologetically, thought for a while, and suddenly fell into silence. After a while, she covered her face in great pain: "Forget it, I can hardly do anything now."

Peter looked at her sympathetically, cut the watermelon in half with a knife, and suggested, "If you don't mind, I can help you, before you get used to it."

Zhong Zixing shook his head: "Thank you, but tomorrow..."

If it goes well, she will have to adjust her living habits starting tomorrow. Peter can't help herself too much, and she is too embarrassed to bother the people she just met.

"For example, can I order takeaway for you for lunch? What do you want?" Peter cut the watermelon into small pieces and handed a piece to Zhong Zixing. He didn't realize that he interrupted her, and hesitantly asked, "Can you eat it?"

... This problem is quite big.

Zhong Zixing looked at the mosaic Peter, then at the mosaic watermelon in his hand, and suddenly realized that the first thing she needed to consider was how not to starve to death.

"Shall I try first?" Zhong Zixing asked tentatively.

Peter nodded, and added: "I'll help you watch, I'll take you to the hospital if you have an accident... No, no, that's not what I meant! I mean, I..." After finishing speaking, he also felt that this sentence The problem was serious, and I hurriedly tried to remedy it.

"...Thank you so much." Zhong Zixing's face was black.

In fact, she was a little bit worried when Peter said it, and she doubted whether she would be rescued because she choked on a watermelon... However, she couldn't live on air, so she could only take the watermelon from Peter's hand and hand it to her lips , took a light bite.

"..."

"How is it?" Peter observed Zhong Zixing's expression, "Can you bite?"

Zhong Zixing always felt that what he was worried about was wrong...but she still nodded: "The entrance is fine."

Hearing this, Peter breathed a sigh of relief, and after being relieved, he asked curiously, "Why did this happen?"

Zhong Zixing took another bite of the watermelon, and after confirming that it was not accidental, he raised his head wonderingly: "It seems that after the entrance, it is no longer a mosaic?"

What kind of principle is this? It's completely unscientific, okay... Zhong Zixing complained silently.

But think about it, it’s unscientific for everything to become a mosaic... It’s unscientific for superheroes to suddenly fly all over the sky!

"It's just the entrance," Peter said slowly, lost in thought, "or does it mean that everything that enters your body will return to its original state?"

Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to take in either water or air, and she would have been taken by a dog by now.Zhong Zixing nodded, agreeing with his statement: "So everything that enters my body..."

Her words came to an abrupt end.

Zhong Zixing: "..."

Peter: "..."

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and in an awkward silence, each other's understanding of this sentence rose to another level.

The atmosphere got weird.

After a while, Zhong Zixing took another piece of watermelon as if nothing had happened: "Eat melons, eat melons."

So they began to bury their heads in eating melons, trying to drown themselves in endless silence.

It's not a problem to continue like this, Zhong Zixing secretly glanced at Peter's mosaic face, and decided to find some topics to dilute the impact of the weird conversation just now.

She thought for a while, and simply mentioned her confusion about what to do next.

As soon as the mobile phone is out of hand, it quickly becomes a print on the desktop and can no longer be picked up. The water in the glass is inseparable from the glass by default and cannot be poured out. The air is even a mosaic, which will automatically disperse when she hits it. open.

This world suddenly became very strange, making her feel that she was out of place, even the sudden shattering of the dimensional wall was nothing before this bizarre situation.

Zhong Zixing's question successfully diverted Peter's attention. He slowly took a bite of the watermelon, stared at the ceiling thoughtfully, and said uncertainly, "Do you want to try again? I have a guess, but... no, Wait, I might have guessed wrong..."

Peter lowered his head and thought for a while, then turned to look at Zhong Zixing. Zhong Zixing tried hard not to laugh out loud because of the expression on his flattened face, while listening to him seriously: "If you put Your eyes are like cameras... maybe your eyes are too low-resolution right now?"

...that means it's broken, right?

Thinking of this, Zhong Zixing involuntarily reached out and touched his pocket.

Peter noticed Zhong Zixing's actions, and looked at him with his head: "What's wrong?"

Zhong Zixing raised his head, and said in a sad tone, "I dropped my phone a few times last time, and there was something wrong with the camera, and the camera has a blur effect."

Peter didn't understand, so: "And then?"

"Later I found out that if I slam the camera with my knuckles, there is a certain chance that it will become clearer." Zhong Zixing said with a deadpan expression.

Peter: "..."

Zhong Zixing's eyes fell on the wall: "You think I'm going to hit the wall now..."

"You'll knock the wall down," said Peter sincerely. "We tried."

He looked at Zhong Zixing, a little speechless: "You are not useless like myopia. I mean, if this is your ability, you can definitely control it. How about trying to increase the pixel first? This way at least see things clearly point?"

...sounds even more unreliable, doesn't it?

Zhong Zixing secretly slandered, and sighed: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

But other than that, there is no better way now, so Zhong Zixing had no choice but to pick up the square mosaic glasses above the table, and try hard to think about whether the mosaics that make up them can be made smaller.

Turn up the quality?she thinks.

……

It was as if the eyes had refocused. After a moment of blurring, the field of vision gradually became clear, and every detail was once again revealed.

"……Normal."

Zhong Zixing looked at the normal glass in his hand with a look of disbelief.

……alright?

"You did it!" Peter cheered first. He dropped the watermelon to wipe off the juice from his hands, raised his hands and looked at Zhong Zixing expectantly: "Happy five?"

His voice brought Zhong Zixing back to her senses, she turned her head to look at the young man beside her, and met his clear eyes full of smiles, which were as warm as coffee with just the right amount of sugar.

Infected by his emotions, Zhong Zixing blinked and smiled involuntarily.

However, at the next moment, her hand was empty, and there was a soft "bang", the glass exploded instantly, fine particles scattered and splashed, and the rest fell from between her fingers and rolled to the ground.

Peter and Zhong Zixing subconsciously raised their hands to block the flying particles, preventing them from splashing into their eyes.

Fortunately, the force of the splash was not strong, and there was not much pain when it hit the face.When the sputtering stopped, the two put down their hands and looked down at the bright glass slag silently.

"..."

Zhong Zixing explained with difficulty: "I just pinched it..."

Peter raised his head slowly, his eyes seemed to see through everything: "But they are just mosaics, right?"

The higher the pixel, the more exquisite the picture, but the essence is still a mosaic square, which can be destroyed as long as she exerts force.

Zhong Zixing wants to cry but has no tears.

So it's not as good as low pixel?

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