In the process of urban destruction and reconstruction, many deep-rooted things gradually disappear.
Only by experiencing loss can you realize the preciousness of something. It’s not just talk.
Everyone's ability to accept and endure has been greatly trained and enhanced. Even before the catastrophe, things like racial discrimination and gender discrimination are rarely seen now.
Firstly, the world's population has been reduced by half, and almost every industry and profession is in a stage of reconstruction, and there is an extreme shortage of manpower.
Secondly, after experiencing so much, those who are still alive know how difficult it is to live. It is better to use that time to do more meaningful things, so as to avoid dying in obscurity one day and leaving behind only infamy.
Perhaps this can be considered a tragic process of destruction before construction.
. . . . . . . .
In the Avengers base, Natasha is in regular contact with Carol, Rocket, Colonel Rhodes and Wakanda.
"Well, we have boarded the suspicious spaceship that Danvers found, but it is actually a shabby garbage ship, so thank you for providing such valuable information."
Even without Quill, Rocket still spoke in a sarcastic tone, but everyone else had gotten used to it and knew that this was just the way he spoke and that he meant no harm, although it sounded very unpleasant every time.
"Oh, you're welcome. I passed the information to you only because you are closer to there." The holographic projection of Carol next to him glanced and spoke directly.
"Yeah, so now we still smell like garbage, thank you so much."
"Are you sure it's not your own smell?"
"Hey! Watch your words, you..."
"Can anyone tell me what those vibrations are about?" Natasha, covering her head, immediately interrupted their quarrel.
Okoye said helplessly: "That's just the crustal movement of the African plate."
"Are there any images? How did you deal with them?"
"Natasha, it's just an undersea tremor. We don't need to care about it at all."
Natasha turned her gaze, "Carol, will you still be here next month?"
"uncertain."
"What? Are you going to the hair salon again?" Rocket couldn't control his mouth and sneered instinctively.
"Listen, little hairy face, the area I'm responsible for is very large. There are at least thousands of planets that have experienced the same fate as the Earth." Carol with short hair looked more heroic, but also less feminine. At this moment, she was a little unhappy because of Rocket's words, but fortunately that guy was not here, otherwise she would definitely hear many more excessive words.
"Okay, you're right." Rocket's mood immediately dropped. The entire universe was in chaos now, and the current situation on Earth was considered pretty good.
“So I might be out for a while.”
"Okay, I understand. This channel will remain open, so if there is any problem or any intelligence is obtained, or if anyone causes any trouble... remember to contact me."
Natasha sat back in her chair in a trance, looking at the sandwich in front of her without any appetite.
At this time, she found that one of the four light screens was not closed, and Colonel Rhodes was still looking at her.
"Oh, by the way, where are you now?"
"In Mexico, the police found a house full of bodies. They were probably gang members, and they didn't have time to fight back."
"Okay, was it Dio or Patton who did it?"
"It looks like Patton's style, a fatal blow, clean and neat. If it was that guy Dio, he would probably blow up the house. In fact, over the past year or so, the people who died at his hands rarely left intact bodies, and the noise was getting louder each time." Rhodes looked helpless.
He could understand why Dio and Patton did this, but as a soldier he certainly would not agree with such an approach.
In fact, Steve once advised Dio not to continue, but the conversation ended unpleasantly, and they rarely contacted each other since then.
Natasha bit her lips hard, her expression very complicated, "What do you think we should do?"
These two people are more elusive than the other. It is not easy to find them, but it is not really impossible.
"In fact, their actions over the past two years and the impact they have caused have touched the sensitive nerves of too many people. And you also know that when the catastrophe first started, in order to calm everything down as quickly as possible, you used some very... 'rude' means against government officials from various countries. Maybe they didn't have the experience to pursue these things at that time, but now the whole world is trying to get out of the pain, and various recovery plans are underway. At this time, what Dio and Barton did is too eye-catching."
"Is this your opinion or the UN's?"
Rhode hesitated for a moment, then sighed and said, "If dangerous people like Dio and Barton continue to act as they please and trample on the law at this critical juncture, many countries will have to come up with corresponding countermeasures."
Rhodes was helpless, but he could also understand the concerns of these countries.
After all, the current social situation has not yet completely emerged from chaos, and we must do everything we can to establish our prestige and pull the derailed train back onto the path of a society ruled by law.
If at this time, people like Dio and Patton continue to trample on the law as usual, and the country is helpless about it, it will undoubtedly be a huge blow to its prestige. Perhaps the society that has already shown a trend of stability will become chaotic again.
So whether it's passing messages or making threats, we really can't continue to act so recklessly.
This is of no help to the reconstruction of civilized society.
Natasha understood what Rhode meant, but she felt even more helpless. She couldn't let Dio and Barton stand on the opposite side, but she also knew that it would be difficult for her to persuade these two stubborn guys.
But she still nodded and said, "I understand. I will contact Dio as soon as possible. As for Barton, you can help me determine his location, right?"
Rhodes hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll let you know when there's any news."
"Well, bye!"
When Rhodes' projection disappeared, Natasha covered her face with her hands exhaustedly. God knows how she managed to hold on for nearly two years.
The Black Widow who was once decisive, calm, and never gave up seemed to turn into ashes with that snap of her fingers.
Now all she is left with is sensitivity, fragility, stress and fatigue.