[Comprehensive] I have ancestral shit shoveling skills

Phoebe sat in a conference room in the Hall of Justice with a battle plan open in front of her.

This was the result of an afternoon meeting of the resident members of the Justice League, who also held meetings with other heroes through various holographic projection methods. Phoebe has seen more important people on Muggle TV in her life than she has seen in a day today.By sitting silently on the sidelines and being a quail, occasionally providing some information she knew, she also summed up something.

First of all, almost all organizations know about the existence of wizards, but before this incident, they all believed that wizards are organizations that manage supernatural events, just like S.H.I.E.L.D. .After the recent deaths of angels and the events in Central Park, the MPs sent that day by the Magical Congress of the United States took a step forward, which means that the wizarding world is now almost half-open in the upper world.

Secondly, through the "scientific explanation" of the apocalypse by the Guardians of the Galaxy and the Green Lantern Corps and the friendly help of Mr. Star-Lord, Batman, Iron Man, Dr. Banner and other research madmen have done some research on the magic of God's origin.This move was strongly opposed by the International Federation of Magic, and the theory of the origin of magic was also ignored, but anyway, the wizards are now devastated by the appearance of some historical figures who should have returned to ashes early tomorrow, and Merlin is the only one in the world. It has already occupied all of their attention, as if two people were fighting in the back alley, and suddenly a world boxing champion was airborne.

Then it is about God, excluding some heroes who are habitually vigilant, most people agree that God has not violently interfered with surface civilization in the past, and maintain a cautious and optimistic attitude towards him, hoping to focus on solving the problems of angels and demons.Batman got someone he knew, this guy who was dressed like two brothers with Cassidio, and Constantine, along with the Winchester brothers, was the most asked question of the day.

But Phoebe wasn't spared either.

"The glory in you, does it make you an angel too?" The Flash asked during a break.

"Half and half," Sam helped answer the question, "but even if you see real angels, you will be disappointed. They walk in the world with human skin."

Batman, who was carrying something in his belt, stopped, his jaw tightened visibly.

"These devout believers pray for angels to descend on them, and the angels must be allowed by the skin to enter." Sam further explained.

"It doesn't change the nature of the whole thing," Superman said.

"No." Dean nodded.

Steadily, Batman walked over to Phoebe. He smelled strange, like medicinal oil and medical gauze.He puts a pink mobile phone on the table. "Iron Man sent Mark Armor over this, I believe it's yours. Cyborg has checked to make sure no one is using it for tracking, he didn't look at any private information."

"Oh~" said The Flash.

"Oh~" Green Lantern said.

Batman made a menacing look at the two mentally handicapped children.

......

Holding the mobile phone and walking to the balcony connected to the meeting room, Phoebe turned on the mobile phone and found that there were more than 50 missed calls and countless text messages, and she felt a little bit in her heart.The protection of the non-public area of ​​the hall by the Justice League prevents people from being seen from the outside even if they stand in the open air, let alone being attacked suddenly, just like the protection of Wakanda.

She quickly scrolled down and found that there were more than 20 missed calls from Queenie and Jacob, the two were Tom from the Magic Congress, and there were "Peter", "Peter", "Peter" in between .

Not knowing how to explain the current situation to her grandparents, she hesitated for a moment, and simply dialed another number first.

There was a ring, and then the phone was answered over there.

"Phoebe?"

It was Peter's voice, with the wind whistling in the background, as if standing on a high place.

"Hi, it's me." The little witch cleared her throat.

"Do you know how long we've been looking for you?!" He sounded somewhere between relieved and about to explode, and the wind grew stronger, "Queenie and Jacob said you hadn't answered the phone, and then they Just called me. Phoebe, you can't just disappear into the meeting without saying hello! Do you know how many criminals there are in Washington, and how many of them are super criminals? You will probably be arrested, or more Oops, you're likely to die."

"I know, Peter, I know," pleaded Phoebe, feeling like she got sand in her eyes, "please, just... just tell them I'm coming for you, and then I didn't notice the phone turned off Yes, now we have met."

"What? What did you say?" The other end of the phone took a deep breath, as if controlling himself not to shout, "Why? Where are you?"

She bit her lower lip and looked back at the messy conference room. At this moment, Constantine and Dean were poking at each other like two fighting cocks.

"Phoebe? Where are you?"

"I'm visiting the Hall of Justice."

"Tour," Peter repeated dryly, almost amused. "You're in the Hall of Justice, and you're visiting."

For no reason at all, some words flowed out of her mouth naturally.

"Well, I'm in the Hall of Justice, but I'm not visiting. Look, Peter, a guy who calls himself Deadpool kidnapped me, and Iron Man saved me. But I can't just tell them these things, if I Said, they will go crazy. Just like... if... Aunt May will go crazy too, do you understand?"

Peter didn't speak.

She could almost hear one question after another rising up on the opposite side like bubbles.Why were you kidnapped by Deadpool, the extremely dangerous mercenary?Why did Iron Man come to rescue you?Why did he put you in the Hall of Justice after this and not somewhere else?What does Aunt May also go crazy mean?What are you implying?or what do you know?

But Peter didn't ask any of them.

Spider-Man didn't ask any of them.

For a moment, the only sound on the phone was the breathing of two people.The wind in the background sound has disappeared, and it seems that the person holding the phone is no longer moving fast, but has stood still.

"Please, help me, Peter, you have to help me," Phoebe said.

For a long time, Peter sighed, his voice sounded vague, and he seemed farther away than before, and Phoebe could almost see him rubbing his feet on the ground with his head down while he was listening to the phone. "If that's what you want. But no next time, okay? Queenie and Jacob are very worried."

"I'm really sorry, I should have found a way to contact you." Phoebe said sincerely, "I'm sorry for worrying them, and I'm sorry for worrying you."

Peter muttered a bunch of things like "what am I worried about" and "stop being so sentimental" on the other end of the phone.

"Thank you, Peter," she said quietly.

"It's nothing, I mean, we are neighbors, aren't we?" The other side quickly replied, his voice became more vague.

Phoebe relaxed and even let out a laughing syllable. "What's the matter, are you blushing?"

"In your dream!" said Peter viciously.

Then the phone was hung up.

She would almost have laughed if Wonder Woman hadn't suddenly appeared on the terrace.

The Valkyrie looked taller as she stood upright, her legs almost miles long, the mantra noose glinting at her hipbones. "Are you on the phone with your boyfriend?" she asked.

Phoebe immediately waved violently.Feeling that she was not very polite, she added, "His Royal Highness."

Wonder Woman's expression contorted, as if suppressing a smile—Phoebe had to struggle to see her face clearly.The Valkyrie narrowed the distance between the two, lowered her head and said sincerely: "Please be sure to call me Diana. It has been many years since no one has called me Your Highness in private. Besides," she pointed to the little witch's lips. Horn, "Sweetheart, he must be cute."

......Cute is ghostly.

Phoebe felt like she should retort, but she just let out a small, unintelligible grunt as her face burned.

"Don't worry, dear, it's fine," said Diana lovingly. "War, war, war, we all need a little company."

"I do not know."

Diana touched her shoulder tenderly. "One way or another, you'll figure it out someday." Taking a step back, the Valkyrie's voice brightened a little. "Let's go back to the boardroom now, the boys will always come up with weird ways to make you mad if you leave for too long."

Reminiscent of the faces of Batman and Superman, this sentence simply shatters the three views.

"What if Batman's plan doesn't work?" Phoebe couldn't help asking as they walked into the house.

This is a stupid question.

She knew it the moment the words rushed out of her mouth.

The Justice League has been fighting together for many years. They fight side by side and are unrivaled. All evils fall apart under the mighty power of superheroes.Maybe these mighty heroes didn't allow their plans to go wrong in the first place, and maybe, maybe they didn't like having their teammates questioned even more.

But Diana, who was opening the door, did not mean to be offended at all. On the contrary, she stopped where she was with an understanding smile on her face, and blinked very slowly.

"Don't worry, Phoebe. He's Batman, and Batman always has a plan B."

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