Tony, Steve, and Natasha sat down on the sofa on the first floor. Tony put little Morgan on the ground and patted her little head. "Go find mom and ask her to make triple coffee."
"Four cups, please?" asked young Morgan cunningly.
Tony smiled and nodded, "Go ahead."
"Okay!" Little Morgan skipped and trotted towards the kitchen. This scene also made Steve and Natasha smile.
Tony looked at Steve and the other man and asked seriously, "I didn't expect you to come to my house at this time. What's the matter?"
"No." Steve shook his head and said softly, "Today is a little special. The two of us just suddenly wanted to go out for a walk."
"Yeah." Tony's eyes dropped, "Today is Godfather's birthday."
Natasha looked at him with a little surprise, "Tony, I thought you forgot..."
"How could I forget? I just try not to think about it." Tony smiled bitterly. He leaned back on the sofa and said meaningfully, "I guess everyone outside must be mourning the Godfather now. But I won't."
"Tony." Steve looked at him heavily.
Tony's eyes were slightly red, and he continued, "I don't think the Godfather will die in battle. He didn't in the past, he doesn't now, and he won't in the future."
"How could the Godfather die? No matter what situation he faces, he will resist it nonchalantly. No matter what enemy he faces, he will suppress and kill it forcefully!" Tony's body trembled slightly. He clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and calmed his emotions. "Not only do I think so, I believe the current Karl Kingdom has always thought so."
"In fact." Steve sighed lightly, "I don't think someone like Kyle would die in battle. Even if he were to die, I should be the first one to die."
"But five years have passed." Natasha said softly: "We should all accept this, accept the fact that we have lost our master, and try to recover the heavy losses we suffered."
"I know." Tony nodded slightly, looking at Steve and Natasha. "In the past five years, although you no longer appear as heroes, you have been secretly assisting S.H.I.E.L.D., contacting Captain Marvel and the Guardians of the Galaxy, and searching for the lost people all over space."
The Lost.
This is a new term that has emerged in the past five years, representing half of the human race that was transported from Earth to other planets due to the Flash Event.
"Yes. Unfortunately, the results are minimal." Natasha said helplessly: "The starry sky is huge, and there are many humans. I'm afraid that even if we continue searching like this for a century, we won't be able to bring back even one percent of the lost ones."
"I knew that." Tony wasn't surprised.
After all, those who became Lost Ones back then included heroes like Spider-Man, Black Panther, and Falcon. He had also used big data to analyze it. Not to mention ordinary people who did not have much combat power, even superheroes were randomly teleported to various regions of Marvel's nine realms, and five years had passed without finding one or two of them.
It is impossible to find all the lost people in one fell swoop, unless the power of the six Infinity Stones is used again.
But those six Infinity Stones were completely destroyed in the battle between Kyle and Thanos.
Dead end.
The three people in the hall fell silent until a cell phone rang, breaking the heavy silence.
"I'm Steve Rogers." Steve took out a flip phone from his pocket, answered the call and put it to his ear. After listening for a while, the expression on his mature bearded face changed from solemn to surprised, and then to shocked.
This also surprised Tony and Natasha who were standing by.
After a while.
Steve put down the flip phone in his hand and looked at the two excitedly, "We may be able to recover everything we have lost, the Lost, and even Kyle!"
"What?" Tony and Natasha looked at him in shock.
…
On the other side, the X-Men universe.
Academy for Gifted Teens.
The wooden door of the principal's office was suddenly pushed open. Professor X, who was sitting in a special wheelchair, looked up at the person who rushed into the room and said cheerfully, "What happened again? You're so old, but you're still so irritable."
Jean did not answer. She looked straight at Professor X with her beautiful eyes. She opened her lips slightly and asked with a trembling voice: "Professor, tell me, has he been to school recently?"
Professor X was slightly stunned. He obviously knew who Jean was talking about. He said with a smile, "It seems that you already know. Yes, he came here once a month ago."
"Was it him who told you not to tell me?" Qin bit her lip and continued to ask.
"You should know best why he did this." Professor X said calmly: "He came suddenly and left very quickly. I don't know where he is or where he will go."
Her long blonde hair swung, and Jean turned around, running outside the principal's room.
"Jin!" Professor X looked at her and called out with telekinesis. But Jean ignored him and hurried away like an impatient little girl, leaving the academy's teaching building soon.
"Qin."
After a moment of silence in the principal's office, Professor X in the wheelchair suddenly smiled and muttered to himself, "You've already missed twelve whole years. There's no need to continue to deceive yourself."
Chapter 700 Jean and Caesar
X-Men universe, Earth, Germany, Magneto and his family.
It's almost lunch time.
“Ding Dong!”
The doorbell of the house suddenly rang. Eric, the Magneto King, who was sitting on the sofa in the hall on the first floor, looked towards the door in confusion: "Who's back? Wanda, Lorna? Or Pete?"
"These kids don't have keys."
Mrs. Nina came out of the kitchen, complained verbally, but still ran to open the door.
After opening the door and seeing the person standing outside, Mrs. Nina was stunned. It was a very young and beautiful woman.
With her long curly golden hair, her fair skin glows like ivory, her eyes are as bright as sapphires, her nose is tall and straight, and her lips are painted with a light cherry color. Her enchanting figure is wrapped in a red skirt that goes below her knees, her waist is so thin that it can be held in one hand, and her slender and attractive curves...
Madam Nina sighed inwardly.
This is a beauty who is youthful, mature, stunning and intellectual. Even when I was young, I couldn't help but feel jealous and envious of her.
But why did this woman who seemed to be blessed by God have such an uneasy and expectant look in her eyes, and even her slender fingers were entangled together nervously
Could it be that another daughter came to visit
Madam Nina's eyes became slightly more dangerous. She knew her man well. He was a playboy when he was young, and who knows how many descendants he left behind all over the world.
"Um, may I ask... does Mr. Eric live here?" The woman asked a little nervously, her voice pleasant to the ear.
really!
Mrs. Nina was just about to ask Eric for clarification, but when Eric heard the sound, he immediately put down the newspaper and stood up.
Looking at the blonde woman standing outside the door, Eric was stunned for a moment, "Qin, why are you here?"
Qin nodded slightly and smiled: "It was Professor X who told me that you lived here."