In the morning, the mild sunshine falls in the forest, dispelling the white mist, and the light and shadow are blurred.
Kyle wore a long-sleeved casual wear, sunglasses and a comfortable sunbathing on a sun lounger on the lawn of the manor. The venom body followed the grass on the side of the chair, and the restlessly rolled back and forth on the grass.
Three days have passed since returning to New York. The identity of the heroes of war and the ranks of the generals has been removed, away from the chaos and killings of war, and the leisure time has been comfortable and long.
"Poison. Do you think that my body has changed slightly?" Kyle frowned, the change in the mouth is not the laziness of his own laziness, but the perfect physique of the super soldier's peak.
This feeling of change began to occur after the Japanese-Thailand government hardened the nuclear explosion.
In the case of symbiosis with venom, this change is not very strong. Once it is separated from the venom, it is slightly affected by potential changes in the body.
In the card space, he carefully sorted out his own ability card to change his physique, focusing on [Super Soldier] and [self-healing factor], but did not find out the reasons for this potential change.
"Is the radiation in the nuclear explosion affecting the genetic structure that is inherently stable in my body?"
Kyle thought for himself that this change was too slight for his body, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad for a while.
Just then, an extended version of the Black Gold luxury car drove out of the road opened by the forest and stopped at the entrance to the manor building.
Two bodyguards in suits and trousers got off the train in advance, and they agreed to open the door to let Lucy and the rain in the car come down, and then they began to carry the materials of the tail box.
There is still a certain distance between the forest and the town where the manor is located. The procurement materials often need to be driven five kilometers away. The cars and bodyguards are arranged by Howard in advance.
Howard, the old gentleman, is doing things in an orderly manner. Kyle is still very convinced. After so many things, the two are now the closest intimate buddy partners - um, life and work.
"Kyle, we are back." Lucy, wearing a sun hat, greeted her and waved to the lawn, holding a little rainy number on the short, and didn't know how. The two of them broke the age difference these days. Become a friend. (Those who have the ability to read the mind, with the children of the same age, have natural taboos and awe.)
However, with rain as a real potential bodyguard, Kyle is more reassured about Lucy's going out.
A rolled black and white newspaper floated from Lucy's bag, and the bird flew past and landed on a small table next to Kyle.
"Boss, today's newspaper." Yu Yu thought and said.
Kyle's dagger, still lying down, picked up the newspaper and quickly flipped it through it. He threw it on the table after reading it.
The main content on the home page of the New York Times is the same as that of the past two days. Stark Industries will hold the World Science and Technology Expo a few months earlier, and reports of new world products will be poorly squeezed into the second edition.
With regard to the return of war heroes, the terrorist organization Hydra is lurking in the top of the US imperialism, the state’s high-level regime and the civil superhero confront each other, the youngest youngest is applying for retiring and unloading positions, the new president is Kyle’s replacement of officials and officers, etc. The class information was bombarded all over the United States day and night.
The war hero retired from retiring, representing the symbol of national conquest and power, and the media collectively gave Kyle another name -
‘Peace symbol’!
Just heard the new title the day before yesterday, Kyle was stunned, and almost squirted the red wine.
How can he become a symbol of peace when he is a war madman?
The problem is that the general public also agrees with this name. It is far more recognized than the previous 'devil', 'killing god', 'tyrant', etc. Some people have raised funds to build peace symbol sculptures in some squares, and the Norwegian parliament is also negotiating to vote. Let him get this year's Nobel Peace Prize...
This has reached the point where Kyle himself can't vomit.
No matter what, from the decision to build the family power, he intends to fade out the focus of the public, and patiently prepare for the future alien invasion.
Kyle now, even within the Earth, does not dare to claim invincibility. Many mysterious organizations, large and small, are hidden in the corners of the world, let alone the extraterrestrial universe outside the Earth.
"The most reliable thing I have now is that, in addition to the ability to draw cards, it is far more than the other heroes' preparation time for decades, and there is a big story about the upcoming upcoming events. This is my biggest as a passer. rely!"
"In just one year, I have reached the highest level of the current super soldier, standing at the peak of the prestige of the human world, holding the endless wealth of the rich enemy!"
"After decades, what step will the Karl family take? I can’t predict it myself!"
Kyle is stunned and has enough confidence and confidence in his heart.
Is the **** strong? And wait for me to climb up step by step!
The infinite glove set of the tyrant is very unsolvable? Have you said that you can slowly scrape together six gems!
Taking the lead in preparing for the cards, Kyle will be unbeaten and will act as a bigger behind-the-scenes BOSS.
"Now, at the moment, it is the first step."
Kyle got up from the sun lounger, a tall suit bodyguard came to the lawn, bowed respectfully and said: "Mr. Kyle, the boss said that he has come over to pick you up."
"Well, tell Lucy, there is no need to wait for me for lunch." Kyle said, after the bodyguard retreated, he glanced at the venom that was excited and leaping. "Can't you leave?"
‘Bone--’
The black liquid form of the venom itself, the bounce of the bounce, turned into a hood coat and draped over Kyle.
After an hour and a half.
The vast outer sea of the Atlantic Ocean, in the midday sun, the helicopter spiral humming at hundreds of meters high.
"Kyle, is it really the turtle-shaped island you said?" Howard in the main driver's seat asked.
Kyle, who was in the co-pilot position, glanced down at the sea and nodded and said, "Well, it’s about."
"Are you mistaken? In the nearby waters, no islands are shown on the map." Howard confirmed.
"You will know when you wait." Kyle smiled mysteriously. When the helicopter crossed the sea for ten miles, he pondered almost, and said to Howard: "Next, you follow the flow I said."
"No problem." Howard beheaded, he did not believe that Kyle could change out of an island out of thin air.
"Now, you gave this helicopter to me," Kyle said.
"Ah?" Howard groaned and quickly promised: "No problem, you have to give it to you. Go back and build another one."
"Now, the ownership of this helicopter belongs to me." Kyle meditated, watching the helicopter card information is still in an unextractable state, he continued: "You unlock the seat belt and stop driving control of the helicopter."