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In the morning, the mild sunshine falls in the forest, dispelling the white mist, and the light and shadow are blurred.

Kyle wore a long-sleeved casual wear, sunglasses and a comfortable sunbathing on a sun lounger on the lawn of the manor. The venom body followed the grass on the side of the chair, and the restlessly rolled back and forth on the grass.

It's been three days since I returned to New York, removing the heroes of the war and the ranks of the generals, away from the chaos of the war and the slaughter, the comfortable and long time of leisure time.

"Poison. Do you think that my body has changed slightly?" Kyle frowned, the change in the mouth is not the laziness of his own laziness, but the perfect physique of the super soldier's peak.

This feeling of change began to occur after the Japanese-Thailand government hardened the nuclear explosion.

In the case of symbiosis with venom, this change does not feel too strong. Once it is detached from the venom, it is slightly affected by the potential change in the body.

In the card space, he carefully sorted out his own ability card to change his physique, focusing on [Super Soldier] and [self-healing factor], but did not find out the reasons for this potential change.

"Is the radiation in the nuclear explosion affecting the genetic architecture that I was in the body that was supposed to be stable?"

Kyle thought for a moment that this change was too slight for his body, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad for a while.

Just then, an extended version of the Black Gold luxury car drove out of the road opened by the forest and stopped at the entrance to the manor building.

Two bodyguards in suits and trousers got off the train in advance, and they agreed to open the door to let Lucy and the rain in the car come down, and then they began to carry the materials of the tail box.

There is still a certain distance between the forest and the town where the manor is located. The procurement materials often need to be driven five kilometers away. The cars and bodyguards are arranged by Howard in advance.

Howard's old gentleman is doing things in an orderly manner. Kyle is still very convinced. After so many things, the two are now the closest friends to work together – well, life and work.

"Kyle, we are back." Lucy, wearing a sun hat, greeted her and waved to the lawn, holding a little rainy number on the short, and didn't know how. The two of them broke the age difference in these days. A friend. (Those who have the ability to read the mind, with the children of the same age, have natural taboos and awe.)

But with rain as a real potential bodyguard, Kyle is more reassured about Lucy's going out.

A rolled black and white newspaper floated from Lucy's bag, and the bird flew past and landed on a small table next to Kyle.

"Boss, today's newspaper." Yu Yu thought the sound transmission said.

Kyle's dagger, still lying down, picked up the newspaper and quickly flipped it through it. He threw it on the table after reading it.

The main content on the home page of the New York Times is the same as that of the past two days. Stark Industries will hold World Technology Expo a few months earlier, and reports of changes to World's new products are poorly squeezed into the second edition.

With regard to the return of war heroes, the terrorist organization Hydra is lurking in the top of the US imperialism, the country's high-level regime and the civil superhero confrontation, the youngest youngest to apply for retiring and unloading positions, the new president is Kyle's replacement officer and officer, etc. The news bombed the United States on days and nights.

The war hero retired from retirement, representing the symbol of national conquest and power, and the media collectively gave Kyle another name –

'Peace symbol'!

Just heard the new title the day before yesterday, Kyle was stunned, and almost squirted the red wine.

How can he become a symbol of peace when he is a war madman?

The problem is that the general public also agrees with this name. It is far more recognized than the previous 'devil', 'killing god', 'tyrant', etc. Some people have raised funds to build peace symbol sculptures in some squares, and the Norwegian parliament is also negotiating to vote. Let him get this year's Nobel Peace Prize…

This has reached the point where Kyle can't vomit.

No matter what, from the decision to build the family power, he intends to fade out the focus of the public, and patiently prepare for the future alien invasion.

Kyle Now, even within Earth, they don't dare to claim invincibility. Many large and small mysterious organizations are hidden in the corner of World, let alone the alien alien universe outside Earth.

"The most reliable thing I have now is that in addition to the ability to draw cards, it is far more than the preparation time of other heroes for decades, and there is a big story about the upcoming upcoming events – this is my biggest as a passer rely!"

"In just one year, I have reached the highest level of the current super soldier, standing in the Peak of the human reputation of Earth, holding the endless wealth of the rich enemy!"

"After decades, what step will the Karl family take? I can't predict it myself!"

Kyle is secretive and has enough confidence and confidence in her heart.

Is the god strong? And wait for me to climb up step by step!

Thanos's infinite glove set is unsolvable? Have you said that you can slowly scrape together six gems!

Taking the lead in preparing for the cards, Kyle will be undefeated and act as a bigger behind-the-scenes boss.

"Now, at this moment, it is the First Step."

Kyle got up from the sun lounger and a tall suit bodyguard came to the lawn and bowed respectfully. "Mr. Kyle, Boss said that he has already flown in to pick you up."

"Well, tell Lucy, there is no need to wait for me for lunch." Kyle told him that after the bodyguard had retreated, he glanced at the venom that was excited and leaping. "Can't you leave?"

'Bone—'

The black liquid form of the venom itself, the bounce of the bounce, turned into a hooded coat and draped over Kyle.

After an hour and a half.

The vast outer sea of ​​the Atlantic Ocean, in the midday sun, the helicopter spiral humming remained at the height of the weekly hundred meters.

"Kyle, is it really the turtle-shaped island you said?" Howard on the main driver's seat asked.

Kyle, who was in the co-pilot position, glanced down at the sea and nodded and said, "Well, it's about."

"Are you mistaken? In the nearby waters, no islands are shown on the map." Howard confirmed.

"You will know when you wait." Kyle smiled mysteriously. When the helicopter crossed the sea for ten miles, he pondered almost, and said to Howard: "Next, you follow the flow I said."

"No problem." Howard beheaded, he did not believe that Kyle could change out of an island out of thin air.

"Now, you gave me this helicopter." Kyle said inexplicably.

"Ah?" Howard groaned and quickly promised: "No problem, you have to give it to you. Go back and build another one."

"Now, the ownership of this helicopter belongs to me." Kyle meditated and watched that the card information of the helicopter was still in an unextractable state, and continued: "You unlock the seat belt and stop driving the helicopter."