I don't know how long it took.
Skye feels like he is floating in a sea of red.
Warm.
The biting cold disappeared, and the severe pain in my abdomen turned into numbness.
She opened her eyes with difficulty.
What hits your eyes is a brilliant red light.
They were like living threads, wrapping around her wounds, weaving broken tissues and repairing broken blood vessels.
And at the source of these red lights...
It's two hands.
A long and strong hand was gently pressing on her chest.
The other hand wears a golden glove. The glove is inlaid with a bright gem, which is the birthplace of red energy.
Skye Look along that hand.
Blue tights, short blond hair, and a pair of slightly dim blue eyes.
Homelander.
He was half-kneeling beside her, his brows furrowed and his face pale.
It was a pale color that Skye had never seen before, as if he was suffering from some kind of huge consumption.
"Mr. Homelander..."
Skye opened his mouth weakly, and his voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible.
"Don't talk."
Homelander's voice was low, with a slight tremor.
"I'm pulling you back. Don't move, it's... hard."
Skye looked at him.
She watched the red energy flow out of Homelander's hands, and with each flash, Homelander's face became paler.
Skye's heart suddenly tugged.
Although she doesn't understand what this ability is, she can think about it. Reversing life and death often requires paying a huge price.
The performance of Homelander just illustrates this point.
"Don't... stop..." Skye wanted to push his hand away, but she didn't have the strength, "You will... get hurt..."
"Shut up."
Homelander shouted in a low voice, his voice a little hoarse and no longer as loud as before.
"Don't move, it's not healed yet."
His eyes were focused and persistent, but in his heart there was another scene:
"Are the special effects turned on enough? Wouldn't it look more realistic if I sweat a little?"
"By the way, why isn't this girl crying? I've been acting so hard."
"Hurry up, why can't you pay Special Popularity Points? Are you stuck in the system?"
Finally, looking at Homelander who was suffering from "pain", Skye shed a tear.
"Harvest Special Popularity Points + 10000! (from Mary Sue Porter)"
Hearing this natural sound, Homelander breathed a sigh of relief.
The account has arrived.
He slowly retracted his hand, and the red light in the sky dissipated instantly.
Homelander shook his body, as if he was exhausted, and sat on the floor, gasping for air.
"Huh... huh..."
Looking at the healed Skye, he showed a weak but gratified smile.
"It seems...Lady Deathstrike God doesn't want to accept you yet."
Skye sat up.
She touched her belly.
It was as smooth as ever, not even a scar was left. Only the holes and blood stains on the clothes proved that what just happened was not an illusion.
She looked at Homelander sitting next to her. The man who was always aloof and arrogant looked so fragile at the moment.
A strange emotion came to my mind.
"Are you okay?" Skye asked softly.
"It's still holding up."
Homelander waved his hand and pretended to speak casually, but he tried to stand up with his knees and failed, which deeply hurt Skye.
"Why do you have to do this?" Skye's eyes turned red, "You can obviously..."
Homelander interrupted her. He leaned against the tree trunk and adjusted a posture that looked both decadent and handsome.
"I promised you. As long as you turn that button, I will take you home."
"A promise is a promise, Skye. Even if it costs a little."
The system sound sounded again.
"Harvest Special Popularity Points+5000"
Haha, this bad sale was not in vain.
Homelander finally stood up and stretched out his hand to Skye.
"Besides, don't think of me too great. I saved you because you are valuable."
Skye grabbed his hand and stood up.
"Value?" Skye laughed bitterly at himself, "What value do I have? I almost died worthless just now."
"And I've been at S.H.I.E.L.D. for so long, and I'm not even a first-level agent."
"Coulson is nice to me, but he is always on guard against me."
Skye lowered his head and his voice was low.
The death experience just now shattered her self-confidence.
Homelander looked at her and knew it was time for PUA... oh no, it was psychological counseling.
He stretched out his hand and gently raised Skye's chin, letting her look directly into his eyes.
"Do you feel aggrieved?"
"Kind of."
"That's right."
Homelander's voice is gentle and magnetic.
"Because you don't belong there in the first place, Skye."
"A lion cannot find a sense of belonging in a flock of sheep."
"You feel lonely and out of place, not because you are not good enough, but because..."
Homelander pointed at Skye.
"... you are so special."
"Special?" Skye looked at him doubtfully.
Homelander put his hands on her shoulders.
"You are a piece of rough jade, Skye. And all of this is training before you bloom."
"Don't let mediocre people define your worth."
These words struck a deep desire in Skye's heart.
She grew up in an orphanage and was rejected by her foster family. She has been looking for a sense of belonging and the answer to "who am I?"
And now, the most powerful person in the world recognizes her from the bottom of his heart.
"Thank you..." Skye's voice was choked with sobs.
"No need to thank me, just think of it as my investment in you."
Homelander took out a new watch from his pocket and handed it to Skye.
"There is an encrypted channel embedded in this watch."
"I have a secret friend in S.H.I.E.L.D., with fairly high authority."
"Use this channel to contact him."
"He'll help you, just like me."
Skye held the watch tightly, feeling shocked in his heart.
Does Homelander have an inside line at the top of S.H.I.E.L.D.?
Who? She didn't ask.
"I will." Skye nodded solemnly, "I will definitely find my life experience."
"You'll find it."
Homelander touched her head.
"Okay, it's time for me to go."
"S.H.I.E.L.D.'s people are coming soon, and I don't want to meet them."
"Remember, Skye." Homelander stood up and passed her, tilting his head, leaving her with a determined profile and a 50% charm bonus.
"No matter what truth you discover, no matter what you become..."
"... I'm all on your side."
Phew--!
Homelander turned into a stream of red and blue light, rushed into the sky, and disappeared into the sky.
Skye stood there, staring blankly at the direction in which he disappeared.
"Skye! Skye! Are you there?!"
Coulson's anxious shouts came from the distance.
Skye came to his senses.
She carefully put the watch on her wrist.
Then, he responded loudly.
"I'm here, Coulson."
Her voice was surprisingly calm.
New York, Homelander returned to the office and poured himself a glass of milk.
Although the operation just now took a little effort, the rewards were huge.
Skye This line is considered stable.
As long as Terrigen Crystal appears, the awakened Quake will be one of his generals.
Of course, there is also Inhumans.
At the same time.
Pietro·Maximoff is lying on the soft big bed, holding the latest game controller in his hand, and outputting madly at the 100-inch TV in front of him.
"Quicksilver"'s life is perfect.
He is famous, rich and has countless fans.
Yesterday he just picked up a Ferrari. Although it doesn't run as fast as him, the driving feeling is still very pleasant.
"Drip--"
Suddenly, his cell phone vibrated on the bedside table.
It's not an ordinary text message notification sound.
It's a special frequency that only he knows the meaning of.
Pietro's fingers froze.
The characters in the game lost control and were attacked by the boss Execution.
"Game Over."
Pietro put down the handle and slowly picked up the phone.
It was an encrypted text message from an unknown number.
The content is only one line of garbled characters.
But in the eyes of Pietro, this line of garbled characters was automatically arranged and combined into an instruction.