Gwen Spider: I'm from Prototype

Chapter 194 Welcome to the 21st Century, Captain

A public cemetery.

Under the shade of the green trees, there is a bench.

The bench is surrounded by greenery, and sitting on the bench, you can hear the sound of birds chirping and leaves caressing.

It was as if the hustle and bustle of the whole world had been shielded and disappeared.

The hustle and bustle of cars and crowds in the city are all blocked by the quiet sounds of nature.

Natasha, the black widow, was sitting on a bench, her figure covered by a light yellow woolen trench coat.

With her legs crossed, she held a cup of latte coffee she just bought in her hand, quietly looking at the surrounding environment.

On her lap lay a copy of Leo Tolstoy's War and Peace in Russian.

After separating from Peter, she came to this usual place to relax.

Here can give her a brief peace of mind.

As for why she likes to read Leo Tolstoy's works, in fact, she was not very familiar with this writer at first.

Until one rainy day, in a muddy ditch, she met a soldier.

The other party liked Leo Tolstoy very much, so she also liked the Russian writer.

But that was many years ago.

Open the book and see a sentence above - "Life is not a kind of pleasure, but a very heavy work."

"A perfect fit for where I am now."

She stood up, took the book and coffee and walked deep into the cemetery.

Since she "resurrected from the dead", she found that her rhythm has slowed down.

What she valued in the past, she feels relieved now.

Such as the driving force for the career and work I am currently engaged in as an agent.

In the trenches where the bullets were flying, someone had starved and died for her.

This made Natasha feel a certain sense of responsibility that belongs to her from "death, hardship, and simple acts of kindness".

That's why she wanted to be an agent, continue to find the feeling she used to have in the hail of bullets, and be able to make a little change in the world.

Now she realizes that she didn't necessarily use her Secret Service status to achieve that sense of responsibility.

Walking to a tombstone, he took out a bouquet of flowers from his pocket and placed it on the tombstone.

She quietly stared at the name on the tombstone.

After a long time, she shook her head, turned around and put the coffee cup in a nearby trash can, put her hands in her pockets, and left the cemetery with the thick "War and Peace" under her arm.

While driving to the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters building, she thought about how to investigate the whereabouts of the Rubik's Cube.

Dr. Eric Sevig? !

Thinking of the name Peter gave her, she frowned.

Two 10 minutes later.

Entering the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters building, Natasha walked in the hall.

The sound of "stepping" footsteps echoed crisply throughout the empty hall.

After being parasitized by the black light virus, she has extremely sharp senses.

Realizing that something was wrong, she immediately stopped her steps.

There were chaotic footsteps all around, and then a group of S.H.I.E.L.D. Secret Service agents walked towards her.

The leader, Sharon Carter, walked up to Natasha and showed her the investigation order in his hand.

"Sorry, Agent Romanov, I regret to inform you that you must accept our internal investigation for work."

"why?"

Natasha did not act rashly, but frowned and asked the other party.

"It's just a routine investigation, and the investigation has been launched on the incident of your disappearance in the past few months."

Natasha asked the other party: "Is it the order of Director Fury?"

"Sorry, I just acted according to the order. As for whether it was ordered by Director Fury, I don't know."

Although Sharon Carter has a good impression of this S.H.I.E.L.D. senior, but now she has no choice but to be a villain.

This is not something you can decide on your own.

Natasha stared at the group of agents in front of her without speaking.

An invisible coercion radiated from her body.

After being infected by the black light virus, she has this kind of aura that can give people a sense of oppression just by standing.

She believed that if she wanted to take action against these agents, they would not be her opponents.

But now it's not to the point of tearing your face apart.

After hesitating for a moment, she nodded towards the nervous Sharon Carter, "I understand."

Seeing that Natasha didn't resist, Sharon let go of her heart and let out a long sigh of relief.

On the other side, Nick Fury, who was mentioned by Natasha, did not stay in the S.H.I.E.L.D. building.

He was in a surveillance room, staring at the big screen without blinking.

On the big screen is a monitoring screen of a nursing home room.

The arrangement of the rooms in the sanatorium is somewhat imaginative of the arrangement of the sanatorium in the last century.

Old plumbing and heating pipes, crisp white sheets, and a slow-turning fan overhead.
A discontinued brand radio placed on the table made a "rustle" sound, and then the "rustle" sound changed into a human voice.

"Another pitch, it's a high-flying foul, so the score is 4-4 on the Dodgers, and there's half an hour to go, and now it's our lads' turn, first hitter Has the ability to knock out the opponent with three shocks!"

The voice of the host explaining the game came from the radio.

Steve Rogers, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes.

The purpose of entering is an unfamiliar ceiling and a rotating fan.

Everything around is so strange, and there is a trace of familiarity.

He thought for a while in doubt, then got up and got out of bed, and looked towards the radio.

The familiar commentary voice inside made him doubt.

"Crack!"

The door was gently pushed open, and a girl in a nurse uniform walked in.

After seeing Steve wake up, she greeted with her trademark smile, "Good morning, Captain, or"

She glanced at the weather outside, "Or should I say good afternoon."

"Where am I?"

After waking up, Steve was a little confused about the situation. He frowned and asked the other party where he was.

"A post-op nursing home in New York."

Just as the girl finished speaking, the host's excited voice suddenly came from the radio.

"The Dodgers won, the Dodgers ended the game 8-4, oh my god, what a fantastic game, let's applaud the players on both sides!"

Staring at the radio, Steve cast his eyes on the woman and said with emphasis, "Where the hell am I?"

"I do not quite understand you."

The woman is smiling and playing dumb.

"That game."

Steve pointed to the radio and said slowly to the other party: "It happened in May 1941, and I was there at the time."

When the woman heard what Steve said, although she still maintained a smile on her face, she was already slightly flustered.

Steve, who has amazing observation skills, immediately caught the subtle expressions of the other party.

He stood up, took a step towards the other party, and said to the other party in a more severe tone: "I will ask the last time, where am I?"

"Captain Rogers"

Affected by Steve's eyes and momentum, the woman immediately couldn't hold on anymore.

While taking a step back, she pressed the inconspicuous caller in her hand in a panic.

After she pressed the beeper, two strong men who were already on standby outside the door immediately opened the door and rushed in.

Steve, who was extremely vigilant, stepped back and made defensive moves.

As a veteran of World War II, he made an immediate decision using his extensive experience.

Now the enemy's situation is unknown, and I have little information, so I can't make correct inferences.

The best way to deal with it is to take the opportunity to escape from here.

Thinking of this, he suddenly became violent.

With a "bang", it hit the chest of the guy closest to him.

The huge force of the fist knocked him down to the ground in an instant.

While the other was stunned and hadn't reacted, Steve grabbed the opponent's arm fiercely, and with a clean back fall, he smashed the opponent heavily to the ground.

"boom!"

Then he kicked open the door and ran towards the outside with big strides.

With strong muscles and long legs, he quickly escaped from the floor.

The woman didn't react until the other party's footsteps sounded in the corridor.

"Wait, Captain Rogers!"

She wanted to call the other party to stop, but found that the other party had already run away and almost disappeared.

In desperation, she immediately took out the communicator and said in a hurried tone: "Attention all agents, urgent information, attention all agents, urgent information!"

As she issued the order, the agents in the entire floor were dispatched immediately, chasing after the escaped Captain Rogers.

Faced with the interception of many strong men, Steve's power beyond ordinary people played a role at this time.

The two strong men closest to him were pushed away violently by him.

The agents behind the two strong men were affected by the two and knocked down a large area.

He then grabbed the arm of one of the agents who was trying to get closer to him, pulling him back.

The agent's encirclement network was immediately destroyed by him.

After escaping from the building, he was stunned when he saw the busy traffic on the block outside and the dazzling creations of modern technology.

This veteran who "sacrificed" in World War II was completely at a loss and at a loss in his heart at this time.

Just like a human being who has strayed into a fairyland, he feels a sense of alienation from all the novelties.

In order to avoid being chased by those behind him, he had no choice but to step forward and continue to run forward.

On the road, vehicles that have never been seen whizzing by, on the square are colorful TV images that have never been imagined, and there are people wearing strange clothes coming and going.
The more you run, the more confused and painful you become.

It seems that I have come to an era that does not belong to me.

Everything. There is no shadow of what I am familiar with.

He didn't know how long he ran until he reached a newspaper stall by the side of the road before he stopped.

Panting slightly, he looked at everything around him.

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind him.

"Take it easy, Captain Rogers."

He turned his head abruptly, and saw a young face appearing in front of him.

"Welcome to the 21st century, Captain."

(End of this chapter)