Stand-in Messenger of Marvel World

Chapter 663 The Alive Program

At the same time, in New York, USA, inside the Avengers base built by Tony.

Due to the rift in the civil war, this place has already become very empty. Except for Vision who has been staying here, only Colonel Rhodes occasionally comes to see it.

As for Tony, he's a busy man right now.

Busy building a more powerful steel armor, busy getting married!

Yes, after his unremitting efforts, Pepper finally failed to let go of this relationship, and Tony solemnly proposed to her in front of countless media.

The two who have now completed the engagement ceremony can be said to be prospective couples.

There were a lot of people who came on the engagement day, but Tony and Pepper felt a little sorry for some people who could but couldn't.

Although Tony never admitted it, Pepper could see that he still wanted those people to come.

Maybe some things that made him unforgivable in the past have gradually become less important as time goes by
Under such circumstances, on this day, an uninvited guest was ushered in here.

"Are you alone here?"

The illusion that used the power of the mind gem to disguise his appearance as an ordinary person was startled suddenly, then turned his head and saw a beautiful lady.

It goes without saying how tight the security measures of this base are. Even if it ranks among the top ten in the world, this woman can walk in without a sound, and he didn't even notice it. Incredible thing!
This also made Vision vigilant. This woman who did not know when she appeared in the room is definitely not an ordinary person, and her purpose is still unknown, so she must be treated with caution.

So he didn't immediately choose to subdue the opponent by force, but kept a relaxed tone and said: "For now, this is the case. It used to be very lively here, with many interesting weirdos, but now almost none of them stay here."

"What about you? Why don't you leave here? I feel like this is a huge prison, and you are the only prisoner here." The uninvited guest seemed to like chatting with people, showing a curious look.

"Prison. No, I don't agree with you, and I stay here voluntarily. I don't want to cause trouble for others." Vision's expression changed instantly, but then he said firmly.

The strange woman smiled, and stopped talking about this topic, but said familiarly like an old friend she hadn't seen for many years: "Sure enough, you are also a weird person, are you preparing lunch for yourself?"

The illusion standing behind the cooking table said honestly: "Although I often try it when I have time, maybe I really don't have the talent for cooking. The taste is probably very bad. If you still want to try it, I can give it more Prepare some."

I don't know if it's too lonely, but Vision knew that this woman had a big problem, but he still chatted with her, and even planned to invite her to lunch.

I have to say, this world is indeed a little crazy.

"Thank you, it just so happens that I haven't eaten normal food for a long time."

The woman just sat down at the dining table generously.

Seeing that she didn't seem to have any malicious intentions for the time being, Vision hesitated for a while, and decided not to notify Mr. Stark, but turned around and continued to cook clumsily.

At the same time, he asked casually like an old friend chatting: "Sorry, I don't quite understand, what does normal mean?"

"It's what you do now."

"Then what do you usually eat?"

"An organism that incorporates minerals is troublesome to explain and complicated to make. Most importantly, the taste is very bad, but it can make me live longer."

The vision couldn't understand, "Well, I don't need to eat to survive, but in order to make myself look more human, I will try many things, including eating and cooking. "

More like a person?
The woman was stunned for a moment, her eyes immediately lost focus, as if caught in some kind of memory.

Perhaps no one can understand the thoughts in Vision's mind, including the respected Mr. Stark.

But if there was ever anyone who could understand Vision, she was probably one.

I don't know how long it took for the woman to break away from her memory, and said quietly: "It's useless to look like it, no matter how much you imitate it, the fake will be fake after all, and it can't become real."

When Vision, who was trying to arrange the dishes, heard it, he suddenly paused, and then he tidied up everything and brought the dishes over.

"Maybe, but you'll regret it if you don't even try."

The woman stopped arguing with him about this topic, but focused on the food in front of her.

A piece of fried fish, a few slices of bacon that looked very greasy, half a block of cheese, boiled broccoli and some beans, and slices of bread heated by a bread machine, as well as jam and chocolate sauce.

The food placed in front of the two was exactly the same thing, and it looked exactly as he said. He didn't have any talent in cooking, and making such a simple thing was so unappetizing.

But the woman didn't seem to care about it, she picked up the tableware and took a bite of the fish first.
Some fishy, ​​some bitter, taste is also very bad, can barely swallow.

But she just ate it with a slight frown, and then began to enjoy her lunch slowly. It was the first time someone made a special lunch for her. A meal was not a transaction, not a charity, nor a plunder, coercion, or lure. .Lunch.

Maybe the ingredients are very ordinary, the cooking is very ordinary, and the taste is also very ordinary, but maybe it is not so ordinary. At least for her.

When she frowned, of course Vision saw it, so he smiled wryly and said: "Maybe Mr. Stark is right, I shouldn't waste time on this, if it's hard to eat, don't force it anymore."

"You really don't have the talent in this area, and it's right not to waste your time, but if you really like it, then why care about other people's opinions, you are the one who makes the decision, at least you are an independent individual, Not anyone's slave, nor anyone's vassal, nor anyone's shadow."

After the woman finished speaking, she began to enjoy her lunch leisurely. Although she didn't look rude when eating, the items on the table decreased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But Mirage, who actually didn't need to eat, was stirring the beans in an absent-minded manner.

Obviously, the few words he said to this strange woman today had a big impact on him. Mr. Stark and the others would never say these things to him.

Perhaps in their eyes, he is just a program, um, a living program.

(End of this chapter)