Chapter 1137: ?It's Christmas again

The observer left overnight. According to the bodyguards in the house, he walked in a hurry, but he still did not forget to bring the various samples that the death knell gave him.

In order to completely prevent observers from getting in the way in the future, Su Ming also made a special trip back to the company to fetch cosmetics and ladies' clothing, and gave them all to the observers.

After trying on stockings, Yuatu learned to imitate the movement of human facial muscles, which was a weird and slightly greasy smile.

When the sun shone into the living room the next day, Su Ming and Howard, who had returned to their normal clothes, were finally able to sit down for breakfast.

Maria was injected with the improved medicine and is currently resting. The condition of her and the fetus looks good, but the specific situation will not be known until the child is born.

Howard let go of the burden in his heart, he appeared to be more relaxed, although he had been working in the laboratory all night, his eyes were black, but at least he was in the mood to make a joke.

"God, I thought that the argument that aliens attacked the Earth was just nonsense. I didn't expect them to have been coveting the small food produced in your factory."

Su Ming spread jam on the toast with a knife. He raised his head and looked at Howard: "The observer and the recorder sound like a match, but in fact there is no affiliation between them. The observer is a free alien. Race. Yuatu just came to remind me that there may be serious consequences for killing the recorder. He didn't mean to intervene at all, huh, as expected."

Howard looked at the coffee in front of him and thought. He didn't know how many secrets no one knew in his death knell. But intelligence is also an asset, a precious asset, and he knows that Estlade's character will definitely not be said.

"So, an alien who is biased towards humans? I'm afraid it is a bit difficult to understand."

Howard pours a lot of sugar into the coffee, which is good for energy.

Su Ming just put two slices of bread together, squeezed it with his hands, feeling the flocculent structure of the dough after baking: "There are many things in our universe that you don't need to understand, just accept the facts."

"I'm a scientist, and I always want to understand novel things." Howard spread his hands aggrievedly, is he to blame for his curiosity?

Su Ming was too lazy to care about this issue with him. He put the bread into his mouth: "Then you will soon become a dead scientist, and control your curiosity before you don’t have enough power, what I said. It's not money power, but something else."

Howard showed a look of regret, he just wanted to say that he is rich now.

After getting married, Maria injected all the family property into the Stark Group. As the joint property of the husband and wife, Howard now estimates that the money is hot.

"Well, you did help me this time. Although I don't know how you did it, it seems to me that you stabbed the robot to death with a sword and then lied to a big-headed dwarf, but after all, it helped."

Howard showed some intention to pay.

After finishing the bread, Su Ming picked up the coffee and leaned on the back of the seat, watching the sunlight outside the window reflect the beautiful light through the glass, and the morning wind slightly moved the white curtains:

"It's not difficult for me to kill a recorder who betrayed his master. There are many existences on earth that can do it. The key is how to prevent the ‘boss’ behind him from doing the calculations. Probably only I can do it."

The death knell noticed that there were vases on the table, and the flowers in the vases were dotted with dew, which looked delicate.

"Are you familiar with his boss?" Howard really couldn't restrain his curiosity. He rubbed his body forward along the dining table, and his tie almost fell into the coffee.

"Who knows... let's talk about compensation."

Su Ming brought the coffee cup to his mouth with a smile, and the black ring on his finger and the white porcelain cup made a crisp clash.

The dew on the petals also slipped down at this time.

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The winter of the same year was Christmas Eve in 1975.

Su Ming, as always, does not miss this festival, but as a compromise to follow the customs, he will often gather people close to him to have a meal at home at this time.

His home is the top floor of Wilson's enterprise. Although he has a hunting villa in the mountains of Maine and a seaside cottage in Hawaii, he is more familiar with New York.

Naturally, in order to have a dinner party, the room is probably decorated. There is a Christmas tree and some Christmas gifts, which is almost this level. He is not interested in activities such as baking gingerbread villains and making eggnog. .

When Xiao Wang went to fetch the suckling pig from the oven, the door of the room was knocked. Su Ming looked at the people present, stopped his knife and fork and thought about who would knock on the door.

The gin has returned from Warnerheim, and she just came back to reunite for Christmas.

The secret guest was also sitting at the table, eating a big chicken leg. She is Maomei, even if she has faith, she is still Orthodox. Christmas is not this time.

Steve spends Christmas, but he comes alone, and his mood is not high.

Peggy is always busy at work. After having an almost unlimited life span, she rarely thinks about personal matters anymore. She puts all her enthusiasm into the logistics office. Steve rarely meets with her, and never mentions it again. It's getting married.

It's not all because of personal matters, there are still some issues of principle and position.

The military has produced many Captain America, almost every city has one or two.

These weird people dress like Captain America and speak like Captain America. People think they are Captain America. But Steve knows that they are not. They are just weapons and tools of the military. Such a force is not used to protect the people at all, but a symbol of violent rule.

This is in serious conflict with Steve's concept. He went to the battlefield for peace, but now the United States is becoming a country like nazi.

Steve instinctively feels that these hundreds of'Captain America' are not quite right. They seem to be a little too keen on using violence in the city. Steve never feels happy about killing enemies Among them, newcomers are just the opposite.

Peggy approves of the military’s approach, because this plan to replicate the SSS serum was discussed through military meetings and approved by Congress and the President. It is completely legal and compliant, so before showing any unfavorable conditions for society , She has no reason to raise any objections.

So even if she occasionally sees Steve once on vacation, the two of them are more likely to break up. This is probably the so-called emotional crisis.

In addition to relationship issues, Bucky still did not come back this Christmas, which made the lonely Steve even more disappointed.

For so many years, he has only occasionally received postcards from Bucky, knowing that he is somewhere in the sky but not knowing whether he is doing well. As a super soldier, Steve himself, of course, ages very slowly, but he is worried that Bucky is already old.

All the above factors are added together, so even if he knows that the godfather's family is not Christmas, he still bites the bullet and has a meal today.

How about spending Christmas alone in a comic studio? It's too miserable.

Although there are no large-scale celebrations here, there is still a dinner, and Steve also eats chicken with a few people, listening to the big tape recorder in the corner playing Christmas songs back and forth.

"Who would it be?" Gin looked at Su Ming.

"I don't know, Xili has gone home, and the others are all right." Su Ming took the napkin and wiped his mouth: "Wang, go open the door."

When Xiao Wang opened the door, everyone saw people coming in outside the door.

It was Howard who was wet all over. He didn't look like a billionaire at all, but a poor tramp soaked in snow melt water.

"Slade, help me!"

Howard rushed to the table as if he hadn't eaten in a few days, grabbed a bun and bit it wildly while calling out a vague cry for help.