Chapter 227 Farewell "Oh, Mr. Stark, you're finally back!" Harry shouted excitedly. The little boy, who was passionate about handicrafts, had a pleasant conversation with Stark and gained a lot. When he woke up in the morning and didn't see Stark, he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, thinking that Stark had left quietly. Now Stark suddenly appeared in front of him, he felt extremely happy. Stark smiled and apologized, "I'm sorry, Harry," he said, holding the soy milk and fried dough sticks he had just bought, "I went out and bought a Chinese breakfast. I wonder if you would like it." In fact, he just bought it on his way to Chinatown. He ran around like a headless fly in the morning, but found nothing. Harry happily took the breakfast handed to him by Stark, "Does Professor Lin Feng like to eat these too?" Stark shook his head. "No, this is my personal taste. Professor Lin Feng's breakfast is much richer than mine." Seeing Harry's surprised face, he smiled and said, "However, I will take you to see Professor Lin Feng in the future. It would be nice to adapt to the Chinese taste in advance." Harry laughed along with Stark, and after taking two bites of the dough sticks, he said vaguely, "Mr. Stark, I looked at your mecha, and I wonder if you can equip it with a reflector... uh..." Stark took over his conversation, "Reflective panel, right?" The term is indeed a bit obscure for a child of this age, but he can be exposed to and understand this aspect, which shows that he is indeed a talented person. Harry nodded excitedly, "Yes, Mr. Stark, if I were to design Iron Man and War Machine..."
Stark corrected him again, "It's not War Machine now. After joining the United Nations, Rhodes's set is now called Iron Patriot." "Really? That sounds even cooler!" Harry's eyes widened and he started dancing with joy. Stark shook his head, not impressed by the name. "That doesn't sound cool at all, Harry. Go on and tell me your idea. Add a reflective panel to the mecha, and then what?" "Oh, yes," Harry was brought back to the point by Stark, "Use the reflective panel to reflect the light so that it can enter invisible mode." When Stark heard this, he stopped eating the dough sticks and turned to look at Harry, "You want it to go into stealth mode?" Harry raised his head proudly, "How about it, Mr. Stark, doesn't it sound cool? Do I have a lot of ideas?" Stark didn't want him to be too proud. After all, this kid was extremely talented and couldn't let himself be complacent and stop making progress. So he continued to eat the dough sticks. "It sounds good. Maybe I can make one someday. It's a good idea indeed." Harry's idea made Stark feel ashamed and deeply moved. In the past, he was flamboyant and unruly, always putting everything out in the open, including his announcement that he was Iron Man. Because his pride did not allow him to be humble and hide his head and tail. It is precisely because of his personality that he revealed his home address to the media, allowing terrorists to take advantage of the situation. When almost all of his mechas were sent for repair and upgrade, artillery fire roared and his home was devastated. The current situation of Pepper and Natasha is still unknown, and Maya's situation is not optimistic. And all this is because of his flamboyant personality. Because of his personality, he never thought of installing reflective panels. After all, Iron Man always appears in the open. What's the point of being invisible? However, yesterday's terrorist attack made him realize his mistake. Before he had enough ability to protect his family, his arrogance would only make him a target of revenge. Moreover, there are gods in this world. Even if there are no gods, there are the Kree people whose technology far exceeds that of Blue Star. Perhaps he could change his mindset and not be so ostentatious, but it would be enough to let people know of his existence as if they were fearing a god. Stark was lost in thought, not even realizing he had finished the soy milk. In order to hide his embarrassment, he changed the subject and asked, "Son, who else is in your family?" Harry fiddled with the mech's fingers, "My mom works in a restaurant and usually doesn't come home during the day. My dad went to buy lottery tickets and went to claim the prize after he won." Stark folded his arms and looked at the child with interest. He had not seen the child's parents since yesterday. What kind of parents are they? The mother is okay, because she works and supports the family, but what about the father? Buying lottery tickets should improve the family conditions, right? But the child doesn't live very well? But then he saw Harry lower his head, with a hint of grievance and sadness in his voice, "He must have won a lot of prizes. After all, he hasn't been home for five or six years."
Stark didn't know how to comfort him, so he just said, "It's very common for dad to abandon the family and leave." He thought of his father, who insisted on going on a business trip to Russia for work, and he was sad for a long time because of this. The relationship between father and son could never be repaired since then because the opportunity had been lost. Unlike the morning light in the United States, it is already afternoon in Germany. With a roar, a plane landed steadily at Berlin Airport. The cabin door opened, and the dusty Rogers, Bucky and others walked out, escorting a man who looked depressed and hopeless. At the UN's German branch, Sharon learned that her superiors had lifted the wanted order for Rogers and others, and she couldn't help but feel happy. Although she didn't know the whole story, she could roughly guess that it was a good idea. With the notice in hand, she rushed to Berlin Airport with joy in her heart. The wanted order for Rogers and others was actually a carefully planned strategy, jointly agreed upon by Ross and Lin Feng, aimed at finding the real culprit of the Vienna bombing. Now that the real culprit Helmut Zemo has been arrested, the need for wanted orders for Rogers and others has naturally disappeared. Therefore, after obtaining approval from the superiors, the General Assembly lifted the wanted order for them. However, Bucky still needs to undergo a psychological evaluation because he did commit a number of crimes before the Vienna bombing. Rogers looked at Bucky who was once again put into the prison van, and felt deeply moved. But he still waved to Bucky and waited for the results of his psychological evaluation. He was no longer worried that Bucky would lose control, nor was he afraid that someone would pretend to be a psychiatrist. The Vienna bombing case had come to an end. Bucky smiled back, showing that he wasn't worried. He has been able to face up to his past mistakes, and this psychological evaluation is also a good opportunity for him to face himself. He smiled and closed his eyes, welcoming the upcoming darkness of the tunnel. He believed that after the darkness, he would be reborn. After Bucky's prison van disappeared from sight, Rogers turned to another prison van with a complicated expression. Sitting inside was Zemo, the real culprit of the Vienna bombing! Zemo looked decadent, completely different from the crazy and rampant look when Rogers first saw him. He was listless at this moment, as if the whole world had lost hope. When the prison van was about to enter the tunnel leading to the underground prison, Zemo seemed to notice Rogers' gaze. He raised his head and met Rogers' eyes, his eyes full of unwillingness. Rogers looked calm and waved to Zemo. However, the sinister look in Zemo's eyes when he raised his head made Rogers shudder and feel very uncomfortable. He watched Bucky and Zemo enter the tunnel, then turned around, basking in the warmth of the afternoon sun, and watched the farewells. Sam and Scott said goodbye reluctantly, "Man, you have made an invaluable contribution this time, thank you." Scott scratched his head and said, "It's my duty. It's nothing." But he still smiled proudly. Then he waved goodbye and boarded the flight back to the United States. Pete and Wanda still stared at Scott's back. Wanda was still confused, "It's strange, how did his body become so big?" Peter rolled his eyes. "You ask me, who should I ask? How would I know? You might as well ask Vision. I guess he will be very patient to give you the answer." It turned out that during the capture of Zemo in Siberia, Zemo activated the mysterious program left by Hydra to deal with Rogers and others who came to deal with him. The five super soldiers were well-trained and had good coordination. In addition, they were familiar with the Siberian base and had the advantage of geographical location and people, which put Rogers and others in a tough battle. What's more, the Siberian base also hides a large number of standard equipment. Firstly, Rogers and others did not cooperate well with each other, and secondly, they were unfamiliar with the terrain. Bucky was not a qualified commander, and Pete almost got lost. The dense firepower of the five super soldiers on the opposite side made them flustered, and the poor coordination also made time pass quickly. Zemo took the opportunity to activate the escape exit in an attempt to escape the pursuit. At the critical moment, Scott transformed into a giant Ant-Man and desperately grabbed several super soldiers, breaking their formation and coordination. This allowed Rogers and Bucky to break through the defense line and finally capture Zemo.
Pete's teasing made Wanda feel shy and happy. She had been in contact with Vision recently and felt that he was approachable, kind and friendly, and she couldn't help but have a girlish admiration and expectation in her heart. However, she was also worried, as a combination of artificial intelligence and biological organisms, does Vision really have human emotions? Pete patted her to bring her back to her senses. The two walked up to Sam and Rogers, "Mr. Rogers, our mission ends here, and we have to go back." Rogers waved goodbye to them. Lin Feng had sent them to help with this mission, and now that everything was over, they had fulfilled their responsibilities. Barton stretched and said, "There are no flights back today, Rogers, I want to have a meal here." Rogers smiled and nodded in agreement, then looked into the distance. Sam and Patton saw Sharon's figure gradually becoming clearer in the distance. They looked at each other tacitly and left. It was already night in the center of the Cherry Blossom Country. The gentle moonlight caressed the slightly lonely figure of Hashimoto Kanzuki. After leaving the Prime Minister's residence and getting rid of the reporters' pursuit, Hashimoto Kanzuki strolled alone, the sound of her high heels hitting the ground echoing in the quiet night. She recalled her performance during the day and felt relieved. She did not reveal her identity as the god of the Sakura Country after all. But she has done her best to pave the way for friendly relations between the Sakura Country and China. She believes that the cabinet members led by Koizumi Rokuro can understand her implication and maintain harmony between the two countries. Perhaps Lin Feng also thinks so? The image of Professor Lin Feng kept appearing in her mind. After experiencing the vastness of divine power firsthand, her admiration for Lin Feng reached a new height. As she walked, she thought, and Lin Feng's figure was all in her mind: his stubbornness when they first met, his demeanor when they met again, and his heroic attitude when he stood up to save her. Before she knew it, she had returned to her residence. I opened the door and poured a glass of water, but I was hesitant in my heart. Should I visit Professor Lin Feng at this time? She thought as she took off her high heels. Professor Lin Feng is still under the surveillance of Rhodes and others. For this official business trip, the Sakura government prepared four rooms for Lin Feng and his party. Lin Feng lived alone in one room, and the other three rooms were located on the left and right and opposite of Lin Feng's room, facing each other in pairs. Hashimoto Kanyue, who originally planned to visit Lin Feng late at night, finally stopped. As the spokesperson of the gods, she was well aware of the risks of visiting Lin Feng at this time. If caught by the news media, how to explain the late-night meeting between the two spokespersons of the gods? Will this allow the Kree people to follow the clues and guess Lin Feng’s true identity? After careful consideration, Hashimoto Huanyue gave up the idea of meeting directly. But this did not mean that she could not meet Lin Feng. With a thought, Hashimoto Huanyue used his divine power and instantly appeared in Lin Feng's room. Lin Feng was slightly surprised to see Hashimoto Huanyue suddenly appear, but he immediately handed her a chair and asked her to sit down. Noticing Hashimoto Huanyue's nervousness, he asked with concern: "What's wrong, Miss Hashimoto? Are you feeling unwell?" As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Lin Feng wanted to slap himself. Hashimoto Huanyue had just obtained divine power, so how could he not feel comfortable? Hashimoto Huanyue was delighted to hear Lin Feng's concern. She walked up to Lin Feng and looked at him boldly, her eyes full of admiration. Her gaze was so focused, even a little obsessed, that Lin Feng began to doubt her state. Just as Lin Feng was about to ask, Hashimoto Huanyue suddenly stood on tiptoe and hugged his neck. Lin Feng was startled by Hashimoto Huanyue's behavior and quickly pushed her away, "Ms. Hashimoto, you..." Although he was pushed away, Hashimoto Kanzuki quickly grabbed his arm. Hashimoto Huanyue was not discouraged. She held Lin Feng's arm tightly and looked at him affectionately. "Professor Lin Feng, ever since you saved me from the Kree, my heart has belonged to you. As a god, you work hard for the survival of mankind. As a member of the human race, you have given me divine power and let me take the responsibility of protecting mankind. I am grateful to you, but I have no way to repay you. I don't know how you feel about me, please forgive my abruptness. But tonight, I want to be your woman, please allow me to be bolder, okay?"
After saying that, she looked directly at Lin Feng, waiting for his answer seriously and anxiously. Lin Feng looked at Hashimoto Huanyue's serious expression and was at a loss. (End of this chapter)