[Comprehensive British and American Drama] Time and Space BUG Repairman

The city that was ravaged by barbarism is dilapidated, the old prosperity no longer exists, and the desolate and dilapidated old woman is as lifeless as an old woman who has to take off her heavy makeup late at night.

There are broken walls everywhere, and the ubiquitous stumps are mixed with the blood that has turned dark brown, gathering on the ground, congealing in the dust, and turning into groups of dirty dirt...

Lin Sheng couldn't remember how long he had been trapped in this wooden chair, maybe seven days, maybe longer.

At the beginning, she used the degree of hunger to measure the time. When her stomach could no longer sustain the warning whine due to extreme hunger, she used the instant images that were not flashes in front of her to guess the flow speed of time until the images became darker and darker. After the overwhelming dust obscured all the fog in front of her eyes, she continued to estimate based on the coagulated state of the scorched blood scab on her arm, but the re-injury after peeling off again and again confused her sensory nerves and the functioning of her brain, and finally made her As a last resort, I was forced to give up the cognition of "time".

The screen that was still playing in front of her clearly told her that everything was over.

She had nothing left to lose, not a single one.

At first, it was just an inconspicuous piece of news in the newspaper, but now that I think about it, it can almost be regarded as a preview.

It's a pity that none of them cared at the time.

Feel the vitality is gradually passing away.

The field of vision turned into a vast expanse of whiteness, and the girl forced herself to think: Are her eyes open now?Still closed?

It seems that it took a long time for the slow brain to respond... Ah, yes, if you close it, your eyes should be black.

Since he still has the strength to control his eyelids, he can also use this last time to think about what happened from the beginning to the end.

After enduring this for a week(?) of time.

Facing an inexplicable fiasco—at least for me, the word "inexplicable" is not an exaggeration.

She deserves to learn from it and learn from it.

I just don't know if she can go to the same place as other partners.

She is not sure.

Because, the others, her mates - glad I had such a wonderful title to describe them.

Each of them felt unwilling and angry before they died, but at least they chose this path by themselves, and they were calm.

This kind of calmness is never a stupid desperate, or a boring individual heroism.

No one can judge them, because no one has the qualifications.

Including the "inexplicable" self.

Forgive her for her brain can no longer support building complex vocabulary.

She wished she could be with them, but not now.

There was a crack in the solidified thinking, and for the first time, the mind had independent feelings. This feeling was like a trickle overflowing, and she had never felt so full and comfortable.

Just because I am missing them.

Agent Barton who died in the battle against alien invasion.

Sherlock, who sacrificed his life to issue an early warning and deduce the development of the situation to the utmost accuracy.

In order to fight for only 12 hours, Steve Rogers voluntarily died.

Natasha had been carefully protecting herself until the moment she was buried by the boulder.

Rayburn, who sneaked in to save people, was burned alive in front of him.

Besieged by flame giants and dark elves, guarding Asgard to the last moment, the god king and queen, and Sol.

Loki, who died with the manipulator.

Without sleep for 72 hours, Tony Stark and Dr. Porus Banner created the last hope of mankind.

Under the pressure of high-ranking officials, the S.H.I.E.L.D., which selflessly supports and protects all resisters, the majestic and reliable director Nick Fury, and the BAU team who took the responsibility of quelling panic and riots among the people, tried their best to restore it perfectly and almost scrapped. The four of Jarvis and Sheldon, and Guan Zu and his friends who went bankrupt and assisted the police in spontaneously rescuing others...they tried their best to resist the common enemy until the last moment.

Even her three helpless "good girlfriends" (another wonderful and fresh vocabulary), Foster, Tracy, and Judy bravely made what can be called "brave textbooks". "Same feat.

Every time Lin Sheng thinks of these things, Lin Sheng's almost icy body will feel slightly warm.

They're all gone.

Lin Sheng tried to shake his drooping head slightly, adjusting to a barely-there range, and then slowly closed his eyes.

It's not yet time to sink her consciousness into the abyss, she still has unfinished business.

She forced herself to think, to remember.

At least her brain is still alive.

It all happened two months ago——

"When are you going to start work, Mr. Stark?"

Rolling his eyes towards the sky, Iron Man, who was welding the new armor, knew that the dead fish-eyed girl was staring at him eeriely without looking back.

That longing stare is seductive, yes, but Tony Playboy Stark has such a thing as "personal preferences", well you can call it "morality" ".

What he likes is the lordosis and kyphosis, the convex and concave, the mellow sensuality that symbolizes the affluence of society and everyone's well-fed and well-fed, and the experienced bed partner who tacitly falls apart as soon as they fall apart.

Some qualities of Garcia and Asu can still poke the heart of his springy old man. As for the behavior in front of him, his face is paralyzed, his EQ is negative, and he has just lived for 18 years. The yellow-haired girl who takes off her thread from time to time... Nothistea.

He already had Jarvis, an electronic butler who could not be touched, so he didn't need to find another alien creature with strange movements and erratic footsteps all day long to strengthen his fragile mind.

Yes, he already knew the origin of the girl in front of him.

She never seems to hide this, and she can even be said to answer every question.

Stark knew about it, but he never disclosed it to the second person, not even the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., who can be regarded as a friend, who is responsible for gathering and appointing all kinds of "dangerous elements".

This undoubtedly won Lin Sheng's favor.

Seeing that he didn't give an answer, Lin Sheng continued calmly: "I know a lot of alien technology, maybe some of it will interest you."

Facing the sugar-coated shells thrown, Tony Stark expressed his composure.

He began to paint the extremely coquettish LOGO pattern on the new armor.

"For example, advanced medicine that can heal the shrapnel left in your chest..."

Hearing the cool voice coming from behind him, he drew an outline.

"For another example, new substances that can replace recoil energy nodes..."

He calmly changed his color.

"For example, new energy sources that can greatly extend the service life of armor..."

Pausing the pen, Stark had a lot of black history about "Shit! The battery is dead again!" in Stark's mind.

"For example..." Said this, the girl seemed a little hesitant.

Stark expressed his curiosity about the remarks that would make her ashamed to speak.

So he turned his head, raised his eyebrows and asked silently.

With pure admiration, Lin Sheng looked up and down the appearance of this winner in life—thick eyebrows, big eyes, high nose and deep eyes, and a strong physique leaking from pheromones, full of unrestrained, unrestrained, mature masculinity.

The shape is perfect, except for one thing...

"To be honest, as long as you agree to my request, I can bring back some height-enhancing potions or witchcraft while exploring the rest of the world. If you don't believe me, you can put a self-exposure device in my things What."

Stark looked eagerly at Lin Sheng who was gesticulating towards him with a serious face, and the pen in his hand fell to the ground with a "click".

"Mr. Stark, Agent Coulson wants to see you."

Just as the two were staring at each other, the voice of the assistant came from the electronic intercom in the room.

"Oh, let him in." Picking up the pen that fell on the floor, he turned his head back pretending to be calm, and turned his back to Lin Sheng to hide the grief and indignation of being rejected by a woman for the first time.

After a while, a man in a black suit and sunglasses, who seemed to have just finished his cameo role as 007, walked in.

Judging from his hairline, which is fighting for every inch of land, it can be seen-he must be a secret agent of some department.

This is simply a law, Lin Sheng thought to himself.

She thought of Sherlock Holmes' brother Mycroft, who represented the British government.

Seeing a little girl standing in the room, the man seemed surprised for a moment. He took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of gentle and kind eyes: "Hello." He gestured politely.

Lin Sheng also pulled out a smile - she had practiced this expression for a long time, and it was already perfect.

Without paying too much attention to her, Coulson shifted his gaze to Stark: "It's half a month before the end of the year, and SHIELD is going to invite all the superheroes to go, um, chat, go on vacation..."

Before he could finish speaking, a thick and hoarse sarcasm rushed forward: "Oh, chatting on vacation? I guess I will also do a psychological assessment, a sideshow, a physical examination or something. Eon, can you be a little creative? It's so straightforward Take precautions that even the IQ of the berserk Hulk can be seen!"

Coulson was noncommittal about this: "Because what we are facing is not just the people who worship you with all their hearts, but also... you know... the high-level. They have always regarded us as a double-edged sword. In all non-special periods inside."

The sentence "we" pulled the conversation in a direction of fighting against the enemy. Obviously, this agent who seems to be a good man is well versed in the art of conversation.

Lin Sheng studied silently.

"I'm not free." Stark's sweet-talking defense against men has always been in a Max state.

"Okay then..." He had a premonition, he didn't get too entangled in this matter, but cared about other things: "So, what are you busy with?" His tone was very curious.

The personal relationship between the two seems to be pretty good, Stark clapped his hands, and after admiring the self-painted decorations, he turned around neatly, his big bright eyes were full of laissez-faire helplessness.

"I just promised a little girl to customize a set of battle armor for her. Of course, it is fully equipped with all kinds of equipment."

Colson followed his gaze in surprise to Lin Sheng who had been silent all the time, and the latter's eyes were also shining brightly.

"Every time I see you, you refresh my understanding of you." Coulson said reproachfully.

Just like letting a child hold a submachine gun, holding that kind of armor is quite dangerous and irresponsible in the eyes of others.

"Well, there is no way." Shrugging his shoulders indifferently, the only iron man in the world smiled coquettishly: "It is the duty of every gentleman to support a young girl's adventure dream."

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Lin Sheng recalled heavily.

If you strip away his incomparable wealth, his extraordinary wisdom, his outstanding appearance and free and easy personality... After removing these.

Will Tony Stark's female fate continue like this?

Will his personal charm attract the crazy worship of tens of millions of people?Can the people who are familiar with him stick together amidst desire and hatred?

The answer is - yes.

Even when he has nothing, someone will help him.

Only for his in fact the most ordinary and ordinary, sincerity.

It's like she always knew that he didn't help her because of new medicine, new substances and new energy.

It's just because she needs the armor he made to defend herself, so that she, a good-for-nothing, can go to several dangerous alien worlds that she hasn't been to to complete the mission.

No one can change what Tony Stark has determined.

The promise he made will surely be fulfilled.

He finished her armor, he saved her.

And in the near future, he will save more people even though he is no longer here.

No one thought how wise this decision was.

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