Kikyo's coldness could no longer be maintained, and she whispered angrily, but her eyes showed a bit of sadness. This period of time was finally coming to an end. After all, her belonging was still in the Hall of Valor, and I'm afraid the future
The chances of it coming again are slim.
"We will meet again, Kikyo."
Natasha took Kikyo's hand, pressed it gently, and spoke softly.
Kikyo also showed a gentle look. She sighed and said softly: "In that case, it is really the most beautiful thing."
"Ladies, maybe I'm disturbing you."
At this time, Nick Fury came to the practice field without knowing it and walked into the rest area.
Natasha took back her hand, looked at Nick Fury's dark face, looked away from him and said, "Come on Nick, if you have this consciousness, you won't get close."
Kikyo chuckled twice, and then asked politely: "Is there something wrong, Mr. Nick?"
Nick Fury sat down, took a cup and poured himself a cup of coffee. After taking a sip, he said solemnly: "Miss Kikyo, I want to know what's going on with your Shikon Tama?"
The Four Souls Jade is currently a trump card in the hands of SHIELD. Nick Fury knows that the full strength of the Four Souls Jade is enough to affect the outcome of this battle.
"Have you found the hidden heroic spirit?"
Kikyo frowned and asked suddenly.
Nick Fury nodded.
Platycodon Zhu opened his brows, thought for a while, and said: "Perhaps, I need a little help. The power of the Four Souls Jade is really too great. It is a treasure that has been sublimated with me. It is more powerful than I have ever been."
When I have it, the power I need to fill it up is somewhat beyond my expectation."
"We're not just one party, are we? Maybe we can ask Leviathan."
Natasha suggested.
Nick Fury frowned and said, "It's best if this matter is under our control."
"Okay, it's up to you, but who is the hidden heroic spirit? You know, this one is very mysterious and has never appeared."
Natasha asked curiously.
Nick Fury smiled and said: "We got a surprise. In addition to the heroic spirit, we also got a hero."
Natasha was confused for a while. Who could Nick call a hero? She was thinking about the various SHIELD missions he knew recently. Suddenly she thought of something and said in surprise: "No way...
…Could it be him?”
She looked at Nick Fury seriously, hoping to get a real answer from him, and then she saw her director nodded with a rare smile.
"This is really a surprise..."
Natasha murmured.
…
Tired and weak, as if there was a heavy pressure on his eyes, he slowly opened his eyes and felt the fatigue of his body. This feeling was like doing seven push-ups in a row when he was a child. It was really uncomfortable. He had not done it for a long time.
He experienced this, but the fatigue gradually disappeared, and the feeling of strength returned to his body.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a ward looking around. There was a ball game on the old TV, a vase on the table next to it, and a poster on the wall.
When his senses returned, Rogers, who had been sleeping for decades, discovered that he was not alone in the room, but a young man with blond hair saw him wake up, put down the newspaper and stared at him.
"Who are you?"
As he said this, Rogers' body suddenly tensed up, ready to react at any time, and his hands under the quilt clenched into fists.
The blond young man looked at Rogers, was silent for a moment, showed a faint smile, and said: "Introduce yourself, captain. I am Arthur, welcome you back to this world, how do you feel? My mood is the same as yours
Pretty much, it feels good to be back in this world, doesn’t it?”
"...Yes, this feels good."
Rogers seemed to be a little moved by the young man's infectious words and was no longer so nervous. He felt that the person in front of him was more immature than he thought. This should be a child, probably only fifteen or six years old. He
Wearing some strange casual clothes, but very good-looking, it sets off the style of this young man named Arthur.
"Arthur, is the war over?"
Rogers asked.
Arthur nodded and said: "Thank you, captain, for bringing peace."
"Really...that's really good."
Rogers stood up and lowered his head slightly.
At this time, the ward door was pushed open, and a nurse walked in with a cart. At this moment, Rogers suddenly got violent, got out of bed and rushed out of the ward, making the nurse scream in fright.
Arthur did not move at all during this process and always kept a smile. He stood up, gently patted the nurse's shoulder twice, and said gently: "Okay, ma'am, please stay calm."
"Oh, thank you." The young female nurse calmed down under Arthur's comfort. She looked at the direction Rogers left and said at a loss; "What...what should I do?"
"Don't worry, someone will take care of it, you know that, don't you?"
Arthur sighed inwardly, and understood why this pretty female nurse could only work as a support worker in her department.
He came to the bed in the ward, opened the curtains, opened the window, and jumped down.
On the other side, Rogers rampaged all the way and finally rushed out of the hospital. Then he was surrounded by a group of people. When he wanted to take action again, a black man spoke.
"Wait a minute, Captain, maybe we have a misunderstanding."
"Misunderstanding? I don't think we have a misunderstanding. Who are you? The live football game on TV has already been broadcast. What are you trying to do to confuse me?"
Rogers was a little uneasy because everything he saw in the hospital was unfamiliar, which made him feel vaguely bad. After all, according to his last memory, he should have crashed into the sea with the plane.
When Nick Fury was silent, there was a sound of wind above his head, and Arthur landed safely.
Rogers suddenly raised his vigilance and said angrily: "Are you Hydra? You actually use children as test subjects!"
In his opinion, Arthur was undoubtedly a guinea pig created by the super soldier experiment. Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated and went straight to force a breakthrough. Then when he just took a step, he was restrained by the blond boy Arthur in front of him.
He was so strong that he couldn't break free even for a moment.
Is it an experiment that is more mature than myself, a guinea pig?
Looking at Arthur's young face, Rogers couldn't help but feel indignant. He was saddened by how many innocent lives this kind of experiment would sacrifice. Those who could use children for experiments would certainly not be afraid of using humans.
"You misunderstood, captain, welcome to the world seventy years from now."