[Comprehensive] There is a problem in this world

Question, what should I do if I stray into an unknown place and escape?

Answer... call the police!

Zhong Zixing was sitting on the sofa with a mug in his hand, drinking tea with his head buried.Opposite her, members of the Avengers were scattered across the room, a rare gathering after the Great War in New York.

"Shall we start?" Captain America asked.

Zhong Zixing came back to his senses and nodded hurriedly: "Yeah, let's get started."

She cleared her throat and began to recount what she had experienced in the deep space behind the vortex.

She managed to get out of the vortex that day, and rolled on the ground a few times before she could keep her balance. The first thing she did when she got up was to find Iron Man, and talked about her adventure just now, just because she was worried about Stephen. Ni, no mention of her.

But as soon as Iris' name was spoken, Tony's expression changed.

…Then she was quickly brought back to New York, where she sat on the sofa on the top floor of the Avengers Building, stared at by all Avengers members.

It was the first time Zhong Zixing had seen such a situation, so naturally he didn't dare to take it lightly, he honestly became the radio host, and broadcast a "Deep Space Adventure" program.

It sounds very metaphysical, but the general story is that she and Tony happily looked at the whirlpool, and suddenly she was summoned by something behind the whirlpool, out of curiosity, she went into the whirlpool to have a look.

Then I found that I was teleported to the boss' lair across levels, and the boss was not at home.

What should a player do after straying into the boss' lair?

Of course, he took the opportunity to evacuate the treasure and run away.

Zhong Zixing discovered the mechanism by accident during the process of scraping the ground, went in and took a look, and realized that he seemed to have discovered a great secret, and now he is still a little confused.

"I don't quite understand what it is..." She habitually stretched out her fingers to smooth her hair, and carefully worded her words, "But there are images of Sith in it, the remaining two I...recognize, and the next three I... never seen it."

She raised her eyes to look at Tony, and continued more cautiously: "I think they should all be... and Sith-like, incarnations of ether-like substances."

"Infinity Stones." Thor said in a deep voice.

Meow Meow Hammer licked the fur on top of his head, lazily, without looking at the others.

He explained to the others: "They are said to have the greatest power in the universe and can destroy everything...that's all I know."

Zhong Zixing tried his best to ignore Meow Meow Hammer and drank tea silently with his head down.

There are six infinity stones in the movie setting, and five of them have appeared so far—time, space, mind, power, reality, and there is one soul that has not yet been revealed. Basically, the Marvel movies so far revolve around these six. A jewel spins.

But the current situation is more complicated... As far as Zhong Zixing knows so far, the gems seem to have self-awareness and humanoid incarnations.

Stephanie is space, Sith is reality, Riser... not sure, but I guess it is most likely the Mind Gem hidden in Loki's scepter lost by S.H.I.E.L.D. After all, the soul did not appear, and time is unlikely , the power is at the other end of the universe.She did not recognize the avatars presented in the remaining three images.

But if it's just like this, it's easy. The problem is that the images in that space are not only infinite gems, but also more strange things, including Iris... This is completely unexplainable.

The blue wave that broke out afterwards was even more strange. Like the infinite gems, Zhong Zixing couldn't mosaic them. If she hadn't been knocked away by the reentrant consciousness, she would probably end up being submerged like Thanos' territory.

Zhong Zixing couldn't figure it out.

But Fulian is specialized in dealing with this, so just leave it to them. To be honest, if the progress next door hadn’t reached Zhenglian’s establishment, Zhong Zixing would have wanted to bring Master Dachao and Princess to discuss together.

To be honest, she even had a premonition that if her initial refresh point was not in New York but in Gotham Metropolis, she would probably find more weird things...

But so far, this matter has nothing to do with her. Fulian continued to hold a small meeting, and Zhong Zixing consciously packed up and prepared to leave.

After dawdling for a long time, she took out her mobile phone and turned on T2.0, poked Stephanie's ID, typed and edited, wrote, deleted and deleted.

After a moment of silence, she cut out the dialogue interface with Stephanie, clicked on Bucky's ID, briefly described her experience and what she saw Stephanie, and then—

His fingertips were hanging on "Send", and he didn't poke it for a long time.

Knowing that the Infinity Stones are not just about personal will, but about the safety of the universe, Zhong Zixing... suddenly finds it difficult to make up his mind.

She should tell everyone in Avengers about the world under the hole in detail, and she should tell them that she thinks Stephanie is the Rubik's Cube, and they can decide what to do with it.

And in this process, Stephanie's thoughts can be ignored.

……

There is actually something wrong with this world.

Zhong Zixing lowered his eyelashes, thinking.

In fact, Sith shouldn't live with her. The most appropriate way to deal with it should be to throw him to Tony, and let him be handled by... the right person.

Yet her actions later on are largely contradictory.

She never expects too much from others, and her past experience has also proved to her that her ideas are correct enough.But this world...

The new message popped up at this moment, and looked away from the sender. Zhong Zixing clicked on the message, and saw a few friends in the discussion group clamoring. Sith's red and blue lightsaber avatar appeared less frequently, but it always appeared.

There seems to be nothing wrong with being so simple.Zhong Zixing thought.

She laughed at herself, opened Stephanie's chat window, and told her about it, but didn't say anything else.

As for whether she is willing to tell Bucky, that is her own choice.

After doing this, Zhong Zixing was refreshed, and when she looked up, she found Natasha leaning against the door looking at her.

"...What's the matter?" She was a little guilty and asked in a low voice.

Because of the lack of contact, Zhong Zixing is still secretly a fan of the widow sister, and dare not speak loudly. Now he seems to be calm, and his heart is already flying happily.

Natasha shook her head subtly, turned her head to look at her for a while, and suddenly smiled.

"We'll probably have a chance to cooperate in a few days." Her voice was like burnt tobacco leaves, slightly hoarse, "if you want."

Zhong Zixing: "..."

Fan girl burst.

Zhong Zixing, who exploded into a firework, fluttered down the stairs, suddenly turned around as he walked, and finally walked on the street almost bouncing around, and was ignored by passers-by several times.

cooperate!cooperate!

Must be willing!

Zhong Zixing couldn't help laughing, feeling extremely happy, turning his head to see a supermarket, his eyes lit up immediately.

She was brought back to New York in a hurry, so the others haven't come back yet, but the time is not far away, probably tomorrow.Before leaving, he didn't participate in the Christmas shopping, and the refrigerator was basically empty. Before school started, Zhong Zixing planned to go shopping.

It's just that no one is carrying a bag this time, so I probably have to hide from people a little bit.

Because it was approaching evening, there were not many people in the supermarket, so Zhong Zixing was able to leisurely push the cart to choose slowly.Milk, eggs, grains, and finally she wandered to the vegetable aisle and couldn't help but stop.

I want to eat asparagus.

Want to eat shepherd's purse.

I want to eat Chinese toon.

……nothing.

She should go to the Chinese area to see it qwq

Looking at the vegetables on the shelf, Zhong Zixing thought deeply about his cooking skills, but with tears in his eyes, he gave up the idea of ​​trying complicated dishes, and was going to buy some semi-finished products from the freezer next door.

Suddenly, she heard a familiar male voice behind her.

"this is not OK."

Then came the girl's sweet and soft voice: "What about this one?"

Subconsciously, Zhong Zixing turned around and saw a tall man in a light gray casual suit standing there leisurely, with a stiff silhouette and frosty white temples.The girl next to him was about thirteen or fourteen years old, her blond hair braided and hanging on her chest was as bright as molten gold, her eyes were lush and green, like a forest shrouded in sunlight in midsummer.

"Hmm..." The man held the tomato and looked at it seriously, his slender fingers covered with scars trembling slightly.

The little girl opened her eyes nervously and held her breath.

"This is fine," he said.

After receiving an affirmative answer, the girl immediately breathed a sigh of relief, laughed heartily, ran to hug a pile of sealed tomatoes, tiptoed and threw them into the shopping cart, then lay on the front of the shopping cart, leaning forward, Looking up at the man: "What else do you need?"

The man raised his eyebrows, pushed the girl all the way to the vegetable shelf, bent down to pick up the tomatoes in the cart, and put them back in boxes: "We don't need so many."

"But if you eat the same dish every day, you will get tired of eating food that you can never finish? We are not living in the Bible." The girl tried her best to protect the tomato and protested to the man.

The man touched his chin and thought for a while: "We can go to the restaurant tonight."

"..." The girl showed a struggling expression.

There was a little more smile in the man's eyes, and he was still thinking on the surface: "How about Italian food? I remember I knew a great chef..."

Zhong Zixing watched them check out and leave, and could vaguely hear the girl complaining to the man, "Magic doesn't work that way", "My ability is not an excuse not to go out", "When can we go to London", the okra in his hand With insufficient strength, it shattered into a pile of mosaic slag.

She lowered her head sluggishly, looking at the okra scum on the ground, subconsciously squatted down, and began to repair it in a secretive manner.

She, saw, saw, got it.

Doctor Strange? ? ?

Mr. Shi Chuanqi who buys vegetables at home and raises children? ? ?

The address of the New York Temple is in Manhattan, and Mr. Shi Chuanqi should be based here. Zhong Zixing still knows this, but first, she didn’t remember the address carefully, and second, she couldn’t get in even after remembering it. There was a huge crowd. She didn't expect Mr. Mage to be interested in visiting New York from time to time, she never expected...

But that blond-haired, green-eyed girl... seems to be, I saw it at the entrance of the cave before?

Time gem?

Bringing the time gem out to the waves, and not afraid of accidents in New York, is indeed a mage with a big heart.

Zhong Zixing secretly gossiped, his brain opening became bigger and bigger.

With a mood of gossip, she quickly finished the purchases, dragged the big bags and rushed home, and saw a stranger at the door of her house.

Zhong Zixing slowed down: "Hello?"

The middle-aged man was dressed in formal attire, looking down at the documents. Hearing Zhong Zixing's voice, he raised his head and nodded to her.

"Good afternoon, Miss Chung." He said, "I'm Wilson, and I'm currently in charge of Mr. Holmes' liaison."

Zhong Zixing let out an "ah", doubts arose in his heart, and he quickly smiled: "Good afternoon... Where is the original, uh, original person in charge?"

Wasn't the little wizard who was in charge of this part that no one else could remember his name?

Her question made the middle-aged man frown, and he said curtly: "He's under arrest."

Zhong Zixing: "Huh?"

wait?Is this just a Christmas break?

The middle-aged man looked back at the closed door behind his eyes, and slightly raised his chin: "In fact, he is the murderer of the 'Hanged Man' incident. Before he committed the sixth murder, we based on the information provided by Mr. Holmes. The clues caught him." As if this incident was a stain on the Magic Council, he shut up after saying that.

Zhong Zixing was stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly: "...Thank you."

She paused, then asked, "Ray...can I ask the chairman if he's okay?" She remembered that Rachel and...the man seemed to be friends.

"Sorry, I don't know." The middle-aged man shook his head.

Zhong Zixing didn't say anything.After thanking him, she stood beside the big and small bags and watched the wizard leave. She was so excited that she wanted to see Sherlock after seeing Doctor Strange.

After installing the statue for a long time, she suddenly turned around and opened the door, dragging the big and small bags into the house.

The food was thrown into the refrigerator, the fruit cleared out and thrown into the basin, and thrown under the faucet to turn on the water. The kettle automatically flew over to fill the water and boil it. Zhong Zixing rolled up his sleeves, combed his ponytail, and began to tidy up the messy room.

……

No one except the Aurors can remember the name of this place, but I don't know when they called it Shawshank, and I don't know what kind of meaning it has.

Reese tucked his long hair behind his ears and raised his eyes before the guard could roar.

The amber gold, as gorgeous as the setting sun, opened in his eyes, matching the bright smile on his mouth.

Ten minutes later, he was in charge of the prison.

"Here it is." The guard said respectfully.

With his hands behind his back, Riser looked at the prisoners in the cell through the guardrail engraved with patterns, and with a huff, he waved his hand to let the guards leave.

The prisoner has messy brown hair, hands folded around his knees, huddled in a corner, his face buried between his arms, even though he heard the unusual conversation outside the cell, he remained indifferent.

Reese watched him carefully, not commenting on the prisoner's reaction.After a while, he straightened up and walked towards the cell.

The moment he touched the railings, his body instantly blurred, passed through the railings without hindrance, and stood in front of the prisoner.

"I'm assuming you don't mind having some communication," he said.

The prisoner was unresponsive.

Riser waited for a while, but didn't get a response, and continued, "Do you think this is interesting? Lurking in the dark, doing some small movements, watching your avatar fail..."

He couldn't finish his sentence.It seemed that the prisoner was aroused by such straightforward ridicule. He suddenly raised his head and shouted sharply and hastily: "This is not what I want to see!"

Reese remained silent in agreement.

The prisoner's chest rose and fell violently, and his panting was as rough as a broken bellows. When the explosion just subsided, he suddenly flinched.It was as if the shadow that followed him came again, he lowered his eyes, and said awkwardly: "It's not... I don't want to be like this."

He buried his face in his palms, and said to himself in bewilderment and unease: "I don't understand why this happened... I just admire Mr. Holmes and hope that I can possibly know him and get his attention..."

"I didn't want to kill people, I really didn't, I just thought Mr. Holmes would like these, these complex, unpredictable puzzles, he liked this, didn't he? It's my duty to create puzzles for him, isn't it? He Excited for the game? You know what? Are you here to tell me this?"

Accompanied by a long series of ramblings, the prisoner's speech became faster and faster, and his emotions became more and more passionate, as if he had directed a successful performance, and the joy in his voice was almost overflowing.

"If you give me time..." He was about to pour out his grand blueprint when he suddenly froze as if he had discovered something.

"I……"

The prisoner muttered blankly, looking down at his outstretched palms, searching for something aimlessly.Gradually, his palms trembled uncontrollably.

"What have I done?" His voice trembled.

Reese stood aside, admiring the prisoner's psychotic performance.

"You did a lot." He bowed slightly and looked at the prisoner with a smile. "Most of them are stupid. Do you know how I found you?"

The prisoner slowly raised his head, eyes dazed.

Reaser said, "You lent this human power, and he was stupid enough to use it to threaten others—"

Before he finished speaking, the prisoner's body trembled.

"You..." he murmured.

"—and I saw how the giant snake was destroyed." Riise finished the rest of the sentence briskly, without giving him a chance to speak.

He said in a singing tone: "Bad wizards, stupid wizards, wizards whose names cannot be remembered-poor little wizard, do you know that a name is the simplest external manifestation of the soul, why no one can remember it Your name? Because your soul is too strong, no one can bear that weight, they are not qualified to remember your name, guess why?"

"...why?" asked the prisoner.

The young man smiled, leaned into the ear of the sluggish prisoner, and asked tenderly in a low voice, "Are you still planning to wake up?"

Dead silence.

The prisoner's eyes were full of disbelief, but he was not completely confused.He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to argue something urgently, but suddenly, he twitched, raised his head violently, and there was a strange sound in his throat.

Facing the sudden scene, Riise was not surprised.He stood up straight and took a small step back, with some expectation in his eyes, waiting for the further development of the situation.

It was as if the piano hit the last accent of the score, and the convulsions of the prisoner stopped abruptly.In a moment, his neck drooped suddenly as if it had been broken.

Riise waited patiently for a while, and a strange voice came from the prisoner.

"Why stupid?"

The orange-gold sunset spread out in his eyes, and the prisoner slowly raised his head. His face no longer had the previous nervousness and confusion, but was replaced by curiosity.He looked at Riise with those orange eyes, and asked curiously, "Who are you?"

"You know who I am." Reese rolled his eyes and said softly, "Hello, my brothers and sisters."

The prisoner blinked, closed his eyes, and then his body shook.

A girl's figure emerged from him, and then peeled off. When they were completely separated, the prisoner leaned back straight, but stopped suddenly, with his arms outstretched, but his palms hanging down, maintaining a strange posture in the air .

The flames dancing at the tip of her hair were fleeting, the girl opened her eyes, and her orange-gold eyes were fixed on Riise.

"I've been sleeping, what happened?" she said innocently.

Reese looked at her with his head tilted and shrugged.

"Well, this man," he glanced at the prisoner who fell on the ground, "he was influenced by your power and thought that playing a murderous maniac would attract someone's attention, so he threatened..."

He thought for a while, and suddenly smiled: "It doesn't matter. His behavior was discovered after that, so he threatened the person who discovered him again, and then the illusion was destroyed."

The girl listened carefully, slowly wrinkled her nose in confusion, and waited for Riise to stop before she asked, "What's the matter?"

Riise pointed his chin and smiled, "You're right, it's nothing."

He held out his hand to the girl: "I need you, would you like to be with me?"

The girl looked at his hand extended to her, and after a long time, she nodded slightly, and put her hand in Riise's.

A trace of pale gold flashed across her ten fingers, and quickly slid towards the prisoner, like a silk thread that was stretched to the extreme, and suddenly broke after a light sound that sounded like an auditory hallucination.

Without the support of the silk thread, the prisoner immediately fell down, limp on the ground without any bones.

Reese smiled and took the girl's hand and led her out of the cell.

"What do you want your name to be?" he asked.

The girl gave him a slightly puzzled look.

"I have a name," she said, "a soul."

"That's just, the name we're given, isn't it?" Reese said.

The girl nodded, agreeing with his statement.She rummaged through her memory for a moment, opened her eyes, and looked at Riise.

"Elfrida," she said.