【British and American】My miserable life studying abroad

"I heard that you guys always set off fireworks everywhere in that other world." Steve seemed to remember something, he turned his head and looked at Wei Shengling, "Could it be this kind of fireworks?"

"Doesn't it look good?" Wei Sheng Ling asked back.

This one sentence has fully explained what infuriating things they have done in the unknown world of the Avengers, making that world unable to tolerate it anymore - and they have to continue to tolerate it.

"The wizard with the receding hairline and a face exactly like mine told you." Sherlock put his hands in his pockets, not surprised at all.

"What exactly did Master Strange say?" Watson couldn't help but wonder.

"Nothing, it's just that in about 20 days, you have increased the distortion of the entire world to more than 90%, which is to the point where the origin of the world has been changed. You also contacted him while beating up the superhero of that world in front of him..."

Dr. Banner answered as he took the coat Clint handed over.

"In that case, I must introduce to you the superhero that is a specialty of that world." Sherlock's expression and tone were exaggerated.

"Including but not limited to bullying teammates, forcing teammates to join others to send a soldier boy who looks like the captain to the laboratory, lacking love to the point of liking breast milk, liking to be worshipped by the public, and actually killing countless people, a Homelander who is almost like Superman."

"The world's fastest locomotive that killed people on the street, having affairs with all kinds of women, maybe even more than a deep sea of women, Queen Maeve who is obsessed with all kinds of beauties..."

"Wait, say it again," Tony perked up, "I haven't had time to record it and send it to the Justice League yet!"

How could such a good thing not be given to the Justice League?

"No one like Batman?" He was still a little disappointed.

"If there really is a Batman, that world will definitely not be easy." Wei Shengling shrugged. "Tony, you obviously know it better than anyone else."

"Do we have to stand here and talk?" Thor asked doubtfully, "Can't we get on the plane?"

"We are waiting for some more patient enemies." Natasha said, she flipped her hair. "Isn't that it?"

Before he could finish his words, the bullet had already been fired, hitting a Hydra who was trying to escape.

"There are so many people in this base, which means there must be some that slip through the net and are not killed in time." Falcon Sam raised his hand, and a little bird landed on his hand.

"There's more on the other side."

"Let's go and finish off the enemy."

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Finally, everyone in the base was dealt with and they boarded the plane. "Are you here for anything else?"

Watching the plane flying towards the city, Wei Shengling yawned and asked a question.

"Yes, SHIELD had a place of great concern in Italy before, the city of Volterra." Banner took a look at the information in his hand.

"A place controlled by the Volturi family." Sherlock said without even looking up.

"Yes, in a rainy town in the United States, there live some... strange non-humans," Natasha said, "vampires and werewolves. The Volturi are the equivalent of the vampire royal family."

"These species actually exist?" Steve was shocked. Did he really just sleep for 70 years? Why did he feel completely out of touch with the times?

"Unlike the vampires in movies and TV shows and in our imagination, these vampires are not afraid of the sun. Moreover, the sun can make their skin shine as dazzlingly as diamonds." Clint answered Steve.

Wei Shengling felt dizzy just thinking about that scene. "Please find a place to put us down. Sherlock, John and I have other places to go."

"No problem, if help is needed, we will call for external assistance in time." Sam smiled.

He could already tell, even if he only looked at the fighting, that this girl's fighting ability was higher than most of the people present - at least higher than himself.

Before being dropped off, Watson and Sherlock washed up and changed their clothes on the plane, otherwise they would have been reported and arrested after landing with blood all over their bodies.

Wei Shengling yawned again. Her body was spotless. Now she had greater control over her mutant abilities. The blood and smoke splashing over her were also counted as flying objects.

There is still room for improvement... Many things are actually within the range of flying objects, but she is not aware of them, so they cannot be counted as within the range of flying objects.

As long as she determines something, she will be classified as that concept. This is a very cheating ability. However, relatively speaking, it is difficult for people to completely control consciousness, so she needs to proceed step by step.

After landing, the three of us looked at each other.

"Which of you has exchanged euros before?"

"..."

"..."

Obviously, no one changed.

There was still time, so they found a nearby bank and exchanged 2,000 euros each.

"It's enough for now." Sherlock nodded.

"Let's find a restaurant to have a meal first." Watson touched his stomach. "The intense exercise just now has exhausted my energy."

Although Sherlock doesn't care much about eating, he has not yet completely evolved this function.

"Find a place to buy pineapple pizza?" Wei Shengling asked.

"You will be beaten to death by the Italians, Sookie." Watson held his forehead.

"No, first of all, no one else can beat her, and secondly, we all have legs." Sherlock corrected Watson seriously.

"So you guys aren't really planning on getting a pineapple pizza?"

“No, I don’t like fruit pizza. I was just joking.” Wei Shengling curved his eyebrows.

"No, I'm not interested in this kind of food." Sherlock glanced at the shops on the street. "Why is there no British restaurant?"

"..." Wei Shengling glanced at Sherlock in horror, then she moved closer to Watson, pretending to whisper something. In fact, her voice did not drop at all. "John, do you think Sherlock's sense of taste is still normal?"

"I don't think it's normal. He may have lost his sense of taste." Watson also made corresponding gestures to cooperate with her.

"I just think that eating anything is the same." Sherlock rolled his eyes. "For me, food is just something that replenishes the energy that the body needs. The taste is not important."

"No, taste is important!" Wei Shengling and Watson said in unison.

"… whatever you want."

"Sherlock," Wei Shengling asked solemnly, "During my summer vacation this year, are you free to go back to China with me?"

"Then we'll see if there are any arrangements at that time," Sherlock continued to look for a restaurant. "My intelligence is not yet at the level where I can predict the future. The criminals in London are fleeing everywhere, and I don't know when Scotland Yard will ask 221B for help again."

"I hope you will be free by then." Wei Shengling said seriously.

She must let Sherlock taste more bran to correct his misconception about the taste of food!