Peter started getting up late.

Every morning he would fight against the quilt, and then reluctantly get up to the sound of the alarm, biting bread to catch the school bus, because he always went out to 'night watch' at night and came back very late, sleep deprivation and overwork made him wake up Do not come to bed.

And Peter didn't go home for dinner today. Although the reason he gave was to go to Ned's house to play Lego, Abel knew that he was actually going out to 'fight for justice'.

Uncle Ben sat on the sofa, shook the newspaper in his hand, and stretched it out.

He said: "It seems to be much more peaceful recently. I haven't seen any terrorists on the news for almost a month."

In recent years, there have been more and more terrorist attacks in the United States. At first, the people of New York panicked about it, but as time passed, everyone began to get used to it.

Uncle Ben is still a little surprised at how clean he is recently.

On the sofa next to him, Aunt Mei was playing a hair-tying game with Abel. Abel sat obediently in front of Aunt Mei, holding a lollipop in his hand, watching the TV with his big eyes unblinking, letting May behind him Aunt tossed his hair.

"Yesterday afternoon, the small town of Puente Antiqua in New Mexico suffered a terrorist attack. It was suspected that aliens were in trouble, and they have been subdued and eliminated..."

As soon as Uncle Ben finished speaking, the news host's voice came from the TV.

"..." Uncle Ben paused for a moment, shook the newspaper again, and muttered, "I knew it, there's never a safe time."

The beautiful host on the TV continued to explain. Behind her was a messy town street. Although the battle was over, it was not difficult to imagine what kind of battle it was just by looking at the extent of the damage there.

Abel squinted his eyes and took the lollipop out of his mouth, not in a very good mood.

Behind her, Aunt Mei had just completed a complicated braid and was taking pictures of Abel with her mobile phone.

Abel yawned, his chubby face was wrinkled together, and there were physiological tears in the corners of his eyes. The chubby clenched his hands into fists and rubbed his eyes.

"Honey, are you sleepy?" Aunt Mei quickly put down her phone and asked, "Then I'll untangle your hair for you, and then we'll wash up and then go to rest, shall we?"

Abel rubbed his eyes and nodded, shaking his head and said, "Okay..."

Aunt Mei quickly removed the braided hair, then carried Abel to the bathroom upstairs.

Aunt Mei helped Abel to wash up, and then watched Abel change into pajamas and lay under the quilt, then gently closed the door and left.

Aunt May kissed Abel's forehead lightly and said, "Good night, Abel."

Abel squinted his eyes halfway, his eyelids could no longer be lifted, and he said softly, "Good night...Aunt Mei..."

With a click, the door was completely shut.

And Abel opened his eyes instantly, without sleepiness at all.

He sat up, lifted the quilt and walked to the door, raised his hand to lock the door, and the next second, he disappeared into the room.

— New Mexico

Wearing striped pajamas, Abel walked on the desert in furry slippers, over cacti, over broken gravel, and finally stood on the edge of a huge round pit.

Abel closed his eyes, feeling something quietly, and after ten seconds, he opened them again.

After I and Peter left here last time, people from the government built a temporary base here to study the hammer, and now, the hammer was summoned by Thor, so the people from the government also evacuated, leaving only this huge round pit.

Abel turned his head and looked up at a certain direction in the sky. The dark night sky was full of stars, and there was nothing else but this.

Then Abel disappeared in place again.

……

- Asgard.

Heimdall stood on the broken Rainbow Bridge, his eyes fixed on the Nine Kingdoms.

Suddenly, he suddenly felt uneasy.

Heimdall's pupils tightened, and he looked at the Nine Kingdoms more carefully, but there was nothing but peace...

……

Clark Kent, who had just returned home from overtime work, unbuttoned his tie with one hand while walking towards the kitchen.

He found a piece of raw chicken breast from the refrigerator, thought for a moment, and began to roll up his sleeves, tie an apron, and make himself a supper.

Ten minutes later, Clark walked to the dining room in a happy mood with the hot and fragrant grilled chicken breast.

Abel sat in the dining room waving and smiling at him.

Clark paused, and retreated again under Abel's puzzled gaze.

Clark held the plate in one hand, tapped his forehead with the other hand, and then tapped his chest, making a Catholic prayer gesture, although he doesn't believe in religion...

Then he walked into the dining room again.

Abel still sat in his familiar position, where he would sit and eat every day, grinning at himself.

Clark: ...not an illusion.

"Good evening, Clark!" Abel said with a smile on his face.

"...Good evening." Clark put the plate on the dining table and asked, "Would you like some supper?"

Abel shook his head, and said obediently: "No, Clark must be hungry, you can eat by yourself."

Clark: ...This is a bit different from the attitude when we first met.

"Ok."

Clark sat across from Abel, crossed his index fingers, put his arms on the table, and said, "So, Abel, what do you want me to do?"

Although he knew very well that the person sitting opposite him could not be as pure and innocent as he appeared on the surface, but facing Abel's harmless little face, and he looked only five or six years old, It was really difficult for Clark to face him with the same sense of vigilance he faced the enemy.

"I want to ask you to do me a favor." Abel nodded his chin, looked at him with wide eyes, and asked a little shyly, "Can you?"

Crit!

... Foul, how can you be cute!

"...What's the matter?" Clark stretched his fingers and asked.

"I know you have clairvoyance," Able said. "I want you to help me monitor the atmosphere over the United States and let me know if any aliens enter."

Clark was taken aback, "Is it just America?"

Abel sighed, with a pretentious expression on his immature face with a special sense of joy.

He said: "There are so many countries on earth, but the United States seems to be the only one that attracts aliens, and even if your ability is strong, it is limited, so as long as the effect is guaranteed, the United States is enough for you. .”

Of course, Abel can monitor the entire earth at any time, but just like it is impossible for a person to pay attention to whether a certain hair of his is growing every day, it is impossible for Abel to only focus on the United States, he still has the entire earth Need to guard.

But the situation in the United States seems to be a little more serious, so Abel had to ask Clark to guard it together.

Clark, who seems to have been entrusted with some major mission: ...so I transformed from an alien invader into a guardian of the earth in your eyes in just two days?

This is too easy!

Abel said in a childish tone: "Of course, if there is an emergency, you can also use force to drive them away~"

"I understand." Clark nodded, "I will protect humans."

In exchange for my right to live on Earth.

Abel looked at him, tilting his head.

Then Abel floated up, hovering above the dining table, stretched out his chubby little hand, and stroked Clark's hair.

Clark was taken aback.

"Don't worry, I will protect you too." Abel said to him: "As early as that day when you nodded, you were completely mine, and I will love you like other earth creatures. You are all equally important.”

He smiled shyly and said:

"You protect me, and I protect you."

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