When interviews with Captain Steve Rogers began to appear in newspapers and on major television stations, a considerable number of New Yorkers began to believe that the alien attack on New York was truly over.
They saw the blond handsome man again, encouraging people in front of the screen in a very American tone, and once again said "Yes, we can", and their mood also became relaxed.
Their war machines are still powerful enough to rival the Blue Planet and even defeat the aliens.
As a result, the original sad atmosphere was instantly transformed into an inspiring and festive propaganda of "Yes, we can" under the guidance of public opinion.
How can this not excite the rednecks
But the person who secretly manipulates all this is not as happy as they claim.
"Can you imagine? Congress spends more than 1% of GDP every year to feed that devil-like guy from the East, allowing him to majestically cruise over the skies of seven continents and four oceans on a flying aircraft carrier, and we have to negotiate the issue of air defense identification zones with various countries for him, but now he has done this!"
Inside the Pentagon, a man with four stars on his shoulders threw a stack of reports on the table, cursing.
"First he disobeyed orders, then he blocked the military's plan, and then he intercepted one of our nuclear bombs... What Nick Fury did is completely out of control. We must seriously consider limiting his authority and providing technical and financial support to S.H.I.E.L.D."
His deputy flipped through the reports, clicking his tongue in amazement as he read them, his expression gradually becoming grim.
"If SHIELD can't be used by us, then is there any need for it to exist? Nick Fury has probably forgotten that it is essentially an extension of our intelligence department, not some bullshit internationalist charity organization!"
The four-star general was very angry.
"Excuse me, sir, I don't think the real key issue lies here. Even if Nick Fury is out of control, we can easily reassign people. As long as the technical and financial support they need is still provided by us, he will never be able to truly leave us. But the problem is that the current SHIELD does not completely rely on the advanced technology we provide. They have mastered another kind of power."
The deputy listened carefully for a while and finally found the opportunity to get to the point.
"Those so-called superheroes are the root cause of Nick Fury's disobedience. Their power is very dangerous, but it is obviously beyond our control. It seems that the only one who can control them is Nick Fury himself."
"Superheroes? Captain Rogers, Iron Man, Spider-Man, Thor? You are right. The existence of these people is a threat. They are too free and may become a time bomb at any time."
"So, when we consider Nick Fury, we have to take these people into consideration and make a long-term plan." The deputy smiled, picked up the marker, and drew a big cross on the photo of Iron Man in the information in his hand.
…
The superheroes are completely unaware of this undercurrent.
They are now gathered together and started a party on the rooftop of Stark Building. Several people are talking and laughing over beer. Although it looks simple, it is the most relaxing moment for everyone in the past few months.
Lynn was also here. He witnessed the classic scene where the Avengers went to take Thor's hammer one by one. He also saw the unnatural twitch on Thor's face when Captain America personally took over the battle and made Thor's hammer loose a little.
"Oh, no one can lift it. In the Nine Realms, only I, who am qualified, can control it." Thor drank a whole glass of beer, covering up his panic just now, and instantly put on a bright smile.
"Hey, corn juice boy, it's your turn!"
Thor, the God of Thunder, shrank his neck and laughed like a pig. He didn't think that Lin En and his little wooden stick could lift Thor's hammer.
Lynn also wanted to give it a try, so he tried it a few times with his bare hands, but found that the hammer didn't move at all.
“Hehehe…”
Thor's laughter sounded again, with a sense of revenge in it.
"Maybe I need to use a tool."
Lynn tilted her head and smiled, giving Thor a provocative look.
So the next moment, Lynn held the hammer handle in one hand and pointed the wand at the hammer with the other.
"Wingardium Leviosa."
He recited silently in his mind while slowly exerting force with his left hand.
"Shit..."
At this moment, Thor suddenly cursed.
Because just as Lin En was exerting force, he saw the hammer move quietly again.
This damn guy has been teased by someone for the second time today, and there is even a possibility that he will be picked up.
That would be tantamount to social death for him.
So, Thor held his breath, stared at the hammer intently, his fingers trembling slightly.
"Oh, it's really heavy. Maybe you really need to handle it."
In the end, Thor breathed a sigh of relief because Lin En was defeated.
"After all, only those with certain great qualities can become qualified. Hey, Corn Juice Boy, maybe you should start with fitness. If you have a perfect body like mine, maybe one day hundreds of thousands of years later, you can also afford it."
Thor smiled again, he was very satisfied with today's magic show.
But Lynn just smiled.
At this moment, Captain America looked over, and after a brief psychological preparation, the two of them smiled knowingly.
He seemed to understand what Lin En had just done.
Thus, this joyful party ended amidst laughter and joy.
Just as Lin En walked out of Stark Tower and wanted to teleport back home, a red figure suddenly appeared and disrupted his good mood.
It turned out to be the Scarlet Witch.
Because she agreed to clear the psychological cues for the Avengers, she was considered a potential candidate by S.H.I.E.L.D. and was thus given unprecedented freedom and the opportunity to make a new choice.
But it seems that for Scarlet Witch, the target she chose is very clear.
"It's a nice party, isn't it?" Scarlet Witch spoke first.
"Yes, just like I told you, they are a good group of people. If you can find time to interact with them, you will always find this out." Lin En replied lightly.
"Although I promised to remove the negative psychological cues for them, it does not mean that I will immediately try to please them like a cat." Scarlet Witch was wearing a coat today. She looked up at the roof of Stark Tower and tapped her toes lightly on the ground.
“I prefer to deal with people I approve of.”