I am about to... or I am about to... die. - Dominique Bauges (French Jesuit grammarian, his last words.)
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Dreams...trances...hallucinations...colorful...
Heavy breathing…darkness…
Edward lay in the rubble, his body covered in blood, breathing heavily.
Stepping on the gravel, he opened his eyes slightly, and brand new leather shoes appeared there. They were pure leather expensive goods, luxury goods, reflecting a slight astigmatism. They were waxed in the morning, and now they look like
Brand new in general.
"Edward?"
A cold voice sounded from above. Edward took a few deep breaths of the still smelly air, raised his stiff neck and looked up. His thin face was mostly blocked by wide sunglasses, and his black suit was solemn and solemn.
Turning his eyes slightly, he looked past the black briefcase in the man's hand. The wreckage of a helicopter was burning on the collapsed apartment, like an artificial sun, lighting up the surrounding area.
"Yes, I am..." Edward sighed, and his whole body became a little softer. He seemed to have accepted his fate, and looked straight at the pair of leather shoes. He did not continue to look at the burning and about to burn, but was calm.
He said: "What's the matter, sir?"
"very good."
He nodded slightly, flipped through the black briefcase a few times, took out a document, and read coldly: "According to the United States of America's Central Intelligence Agency, the Earth Federation Office of S.H.I.E.L.D., the First Constitution of Superpowers
, Article 3, Section 5." Having said this, he paused and waited for Edward to digest it all.
Edward nodded slightly: "Yes, I'm listening." He smiled nonchalantly. The pain all over his body made his face a little distorted, and even his words changed his tone: "I'm very serious."
"Superpowers are powerful individuals who have evolved from human beings. They must be restrained to maintain the stability of the entire human society. However, in the face of the demands of interstellar war and external threats, they must also be recruited by the Earth Federation to serve the entire human society.
The earth and humanity must do their part.”
He looked at Edward quietly, turned his head slightly, looked at the burning helicopter, gently held the edge of his sunglasses, and continued with his cold lips: "Are you willing to join SHIELD and contribute to the entire earth and mankind?
?”
Edward smiled and made himself lie more comfortably on the gravel, but his nerves were damaged and he could no longer control his body very well. It just made him curl up. He coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, which wetted the corners of his mouth.
He touched his cheeks and the stone close to his head, and a sweetness filled his mouth, making him sip involuntarily: "Who are you protecting?"
"Humans." The man looked at Edward at his feet. His face was covered by sunglasses and his expression could not be seen clearly. He was just endless indifference: "And...the earth."
"Is it possible?"
Edward sneered, looking at the pair of leather shoes with disdain in his eyes. He wanted to laugh, but shed tears: "I will protect them? Those dirty guys?" He tried to make a smile appear on his face,
Showing his strength, but the vibrato betrayed his heart: "How could I do this? How could I do this?"
"You are the evolver of humanity."
The man looked at Edward curled up and coughing up blood. He gently bent down and half-knelt on the ground. He stretched out his hand to lift Edward up and let him lie on his back. He took off his sunglasses. It was a white boy who was younger than Edward: "You are affected by this."
I have experienced injustice, suffered humiliation, and been trampled upon.”
Staring into Edward's eyes, he took out another document from the briefcase with his left hand and placed it on Edward's chest, which had obviously collapsed. He said coldly but with a certain look: "But you are standing in the history of human evolution.
, one of the top guys.”
“With great power comes great responsibility?”
Staring into those blue eyes, the corners of Edward's mouth were slightly raised, but full of disdain. The words on the document aroused memories in his mind, and he shook his head gently: "But so what? What have I become now?"
?A poor guy dying?"
"You can be treated." He was silent, and after a while, he said: "The best rescue in the world." His tone was still cold, but with certainty.
Edward allowed himself to laugh: "The condition is that you must join SHIELD?" Then he shook his head slightly, closed his eyes, and spoke quietly, as if to tell: "I don't like that group of people, I really don't like it... I even feel that
They're disgusting."
"That's what politics is."
The young man looked at Edward calmly and said softly: "But it doesn't matter if you don't join S.H.I.E.L.D., you will also receive the best treatment on the planet." He adjusted his body and asked Edward to lean closer to him.
, and lay more comfortably: "You are a good person." He said softly.
"Good guy?" Edward sneered, and blood foam came out of his mouth, blocking his trachea and making him cough hard several times. He shed tears while laughing: "This is not the first time I heard this sentence.
talk…"
"You are a person who stands at the forefront of human evolution. We cannot let you die like this." The man gently held Edward's hand, looked at the blood-stained face, and avoided the mocking gaze: "We
Your life has been investigated and there are almost no flaws because you are a good person."
Edward looked at him steadily: "So I have to suffer such a sin?" His face showed disdain: "So you can stand in front of me and look down at me."
"No, of course not."
He closed his eyes, and a strong wind appeared around him. A large amount of dust was blown up, and a tornado seemed to be formed around them. He raised his head, and all his suits were flying, and a white light appeared around him.
Open your eyes: "As you said, with great ability comes great responsibility."
"Shit..." Edward closed his eyes, and the strong wind blew him as if he was being struck by thousands of sharp knives. He opened his eyes slightly, looked at the cold face of the white boy in front of him, and said softly: "The person who said this,
It’s also bullshit…”
The man gently hugged Edward and stood up. White light flashed, and the violent wind suddenly disappeared. A familiar dizziness echoed in his mind. He opened his eyes slightly, only to find that he was in a white light, and there was still something in his nose.
Edward opened his eyes, and a pretty smiling face appeared in front of him. The nurse was holding a cup of coffee and drinking it. When she saw him waking up, she quickly put it down and hurriedly typed a few times on the computer next to her. She turned around and said with a smile: "I
I thought you were going to continue sleeping!"
"Where is this?" Edward turned his head and looked around, but found that there was a slight pain all over his body. He raised his right hand, and the infusion tube was stuck on it. There was still more than half of the liquid on the shelf next to him.
"This is the Earth Central Hospital."
A cold voice came from outside the door, and Edward was suddenly startled. He couldn't help but look at the familiar indifference, the familiar sunglasses, the familiar suit, and the familiar briefcase, but it was not a familiar person.
"Congratulations on waking up, Mr. Edward the Super Power."
He took off his sunglasses, but he was a black man in his mid-teens. Looking at Edward's body, which had almost recovered, he nodded coldly, raised his hand to look at his watch, and said, "It's better than the time we budgeted.
It takes half the time." He added: "Very strong recovery ability."
"First of all, welcome you to truly enter the earth and get to know this world." He took out a thick small manual in his briefcase and handed it to Edward: "This is the first constitution of superpowers. It records the superpowers' first constitution."
powers and limitations.”
Edward reached out and took it. There were four rows of words written in English, French, Russian, and Chinese on it, and underneath there was a picture of the earth. He looked at it carefully and chewed on the row of words with the same meaning: "Responsibility is
mission."
"Very interesting stuff." Edward commented.
The black man shook his head as if this was something sacred. His expression was very solemn and he said solemnly: "This is a responsibility." Looking at Edward's slightly amused eyes, he just said softly: "This is a sacred mission.
, you will understand in the future."
"Maybe." Edward tore off the tape and pulled out the infusion tube, lifted up the thin velvet quilt and got up on the bed. He lifted up a slightly larger hospital gown. The broken ribs on his chest had been completely repaired, and the scars all over his body had also been repaired.
Scars have formed, and the slight pain is accompanied by a deep itching.
"It's really a powerful recovery ability."
The nurse next to him came over immediately. Seeing Edward trying to stand up, he didn't say anything deeply. He just raised his eyebrows and said, "Mr. Edward, your current condition has basically returned to normal. Of course, I still hope that you can
I can rest for a few more days."
"No, thank you." Edward showed a smile and nodded gently to the beautiful nurse: "I think the operation was successful and I'm doing well now." He clenched his fist, but he was just a little weak.
"No, we haven't operated on you yet, and we found that your body has begun to recover quickly on its own."
The beautiful nurse typed on the keyboard, turned around and replied: "It's equivalent to a thousand times the recovery of an ordinary person. No surgery is needed at all. It just provides certain nutrients to your cells."
The nurse picked out Edward's information on the computer, twisted her upper body and said with a smile: "Although it is not as good as some physical superpowers, we found that when you receive huge damage, you will gasp for air and absorb certain
The energy in the air speeds up your own metabolism, self-stops bleeding, sets bones and heals."
"It seems like this is one of your superpowers."
The black man looked at Edward's burly body standing up, took out a document from his briefcase, and handed it to him: "Although this is not enough for the central computer to determine that your superpower potential is A+."
"Superpower potential A+?" Edward took the document, which contained his resume and social contacts in his life, as well as his network and major events in his life. He even discovered when he slept with a woman for the first time.
, all above.
"Yes, this is the superpower potential level of a superpower." The black man looked at Edward quietly: "It was only in the past few days that we identified the superpower as you and rescued you from some corrupt elements.
"He took out another document from his briefcase and handed it to Edward: "You are an excellent person. This is an appointment letter from SHIELD. I hope you can accept it."
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