#112 - Postwar
“Pooba didn't lie,” Greasepaint testified from the side.
“If he were to use his abilities, leaving aside everyone else, we'd be the first to be done for.”
“Then you should rest well.” Fury noticed less movement outside the table, poked his head out, and sure enough, the battle was over, with scattered remains of the armor on the ground.
“This is pretty much like my nightmare.” Tony murmured.
Tony had been having nightmares lately, in which his armors were scattered on the ground in pieces, the Avengers, the Sky-Builders, and the people he cared about were all fallen on the ground.
The scene before him was so similar to his nightmare, except that only his armors were scattered on the ground, and his teammates had not fallen, but rather his teammates had personally destroyed his armor.
“Hoo~” Natasha exhaled a breath of stale air, feeling the pressure lessen a lot.
“Don't relax, everyone!” Fury called out. “We still have a lot of things to do.”
Natasha looked at the mess on the ground, feeling the pressure rise again.
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Wanda was very puzzled, she saw a scene she had never seen before, it was a little girl, one second the little girl was still smiling.
The next second the girl fell in a pool of blood, a pair of bright eyes, at this time occupied by death and resentment, as if blaming the world, or someone.
Wanda really felt the pain, the pain from someone.
Suddenly, Wanda seemed to smell a fragrance, the pain disappeared, the fragrance swept away the nightmare, and then she had the most beautiful dream.
In the dream, she was with her family, her father and mother, as if they had never died, they were sitting together, happily enjoying dinner.
“Hoo!” Wanda suddenly opened her eyes, because she smelled a pungent smell again, this smell pulled her back from her beautiful dream.
As soon as she opened her eyes, Wanda realized that she was lying in bed, looking to the side, she saw not a nurse, but a burly, white-uniformed humanoid creature.
“Looks like you're awake, can you see how many this is?” Pooba held out a finger.
“Uh, one.” Wanda was stunned for a moment, and answered subconsciously.
“Okay, looks like you're fine.” Pooba nodded with satisfaction.
“Then I'm going to see the others.”
“Are you a doctor at Avengers Tower?” Wanda looked at Pooba in surprise.
“No, I'm not, I'm just making a cameo, I don't even have the relevant certificates.” Pooba shrugged.
“But don't worry, what I'm best at is killing and saving people, as long as I don't get it wrong.”
“What if you get it wrong?” Wanda asked curiously.
“You don't want to know.” Pooba lowered his voice, looking at Wanda with a gloomy face, coupled with the gas rolling in his stomach, looking like a villain in a superhero comic.
This was not a lie, Pooba's body was a walking chemical laboratory, he could create any compound in his body.
Whether it was addictive drugs, therapeutic medicines, deadly poisons, or even various gases that do not exist in reality, Pooba could create them one by one.
For example, to wake up Wanda just now, he first mixed a sedative gas to put the seemingly painful Wanda in peace, and then used an irritant gas to wake her up.
Pooba may not be the strongest alien hero, but he is definitely the most terrifying, he can almost be said to be the natural enemy of all living things, destroying cities and countries is as easy as pie to him, he can make creatures die in the most painful way.
Wanda's mouth opened slightly, staring blankly at Pooba.
Pooba chuckled, waved his hand, and said with a smile: “I'm kidding, if you want me to get it wrong, you have to wait until I'm old and toothless, although I don't have teeth in the first place.”
Wanda looked at Pooba, who was laughing heartily, with a black line on her head, and helplessly cooperated with a couple of laughs, after all, she still had questions to ask Pooba.
“Sir, have you seen a silver-haired boy? About my age.” Wanda looked at Pooba hopefully.
In fact, Wanda wanted to ask when she woke up and didn't see Pietro, but she had been interrupted by Pooba, and finally had a chance to ask.
“Are you talking about the boy who was lying in the elevator with you?” Pooba scratched his head.
“Yes! It's him! He's my brother.” Wanda nodded.
“He's next door.” Pooba pointed to the wall behind him. “There are many injured people, and physiological males and females are treated separately, after all, men and women are different.”
Wanda then noticed the other patients in the room, the strange dream, plus being led by the nose by Pooba after waking up, and finally the worry about Pietro, which led her to forget to pay attention to the surrounding environment.
“Then how is he?” Wanda asked anxiously.
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“He's fine.” Pooba reassured Wanda. “It's just like you, obviously his body is normal, but he just can't wake up, those doctors can't do anything, so I volunteered to come over.”
“You woke me up.” Wanda thought of the strange dream again. “Then can you help my brother?”
“I'm here for this.” Pooba nodded, then stood up, ready to go next door to treat Pietro.
“By the way, I still don't know your name.” Pooba turned to look at Wanda, he had always felt that Wanda looked familiar.
“My name is Wanda, and my brother's name is Pietro.” Wanda said her and her brother's name.
“Oh, I see.” A strange look flashed in Pooba's eyes, but it disappeared quickly.
Wanda, the famous Scarlet Witch, then the one next door is Quicksilver, Yang Le was surprised, but not to the point of being frightened, and would not act like an idiot, but because of Wanda's telepathic ability, Yang Le was frantically reciting chemical knowledge in his heart.
“Then that's it, I'm going to see your brother's condition.” Yang Le waved his hand and walked out of the ward.
‘Telepathy is indeed a problem.’ Yang Le thought silently in his heart.
Just like Bao Hu would be controlled by Meow Meow Chen, the Little Broken Watch has no protection against mental attacks.
The simplest method Yang Le could think of was Magneto's helmet, but he didn't know what material Magneto's helmet was made of.
Then he can only make a fuss about his alien hero, he has to go back and think about it.
Not to mention Yang Le, Tony was already in a state of desperation.
Not to mention the Avengers Tower, which was just built and was already dilapidated, that pile of armor alone would be enough for him to feel sorry for a long time, of course, he didn't feel sorry for the money, but the time he spent.
The most important thing is his family, Jarvis.
Tony looked at the dilapidated Jarvis in front of him with a complicated expression, and couldn't say a word.
