Infinite Possession of Beauty

"These damn alien bastards!"

"Damn avengers, damn Washington government!"

New York, the Atlantic coast.

On the rusty old fishing boat, a wrinkled white man was holding a wine bottle in one hand, and swearing indignantly.

The New York War took away everything about him, his house, his family, and everything.

"Why, why it was me, why! Why didn't the shit Avengers save my family, my dear Mary, she is only sixteen years old, why..."

The vodka in his hand seemed to be tired from cursing, and the man began to cry and mutter to himself.

Below him, the fishing boat was drifting along with the waves under the push of the waves, and it was no longer known where it went, and the entire cabin was empty without a trace of reserves.In fact, as early as the moment he went out to sea, the man was ready to go and never return. He had already lost everything about himself, a warm home, and a lovely daughter. He had nothing left.

Under the influence of alcohol, the man's consciousness became blurred. He lay on the bow of the boat and looked up at the distant coastline. In a trance, a thick mist suddenly appeared on the sea.

The thick fog came suddenly without any warning.

Along with the thick fog, a strange boat began to appear around the fishing boat.

"this is?"

The sudden heavy fog made the man's drunken brain a little more sober. He opened his drunken eyes and looked at the boat that appeared around him.

The style of the boat is very strange, not like a product of modern times. On a simple wooden boat sits an expressionless woman with a kerosene lamp only used in the Middle Ages, emitting a faint light, illuminating The thick fog in front of me.

The strange scene made the man completely awake from the alcohol. He turned his head and looked at everything around him, only to find that at some point, a large number of wooden boats had appeared and surrounded his small fishing village.

In every wooden boat, there was an expressionless figure sitting inside.

The man panicked and scanned the dense wooden boats around him. The strange scenes in front of him suppressed the sadness in his heart. His eyes swept over these expressionless figures, but he was immediately attracted by a familiar face.

"Mary? Marie!"

The man blinked his eyes in disbelief and looked at a wooden boat not far from him, where his dead daughter was sitting there intact, without a trace of scars on his beautiful face.

"Mary, I am here, can you hear my voice?!"

With trembling lips, the man saw his daughter sitting on the wooden boat, his excitement suppressed the panic, and he shouted out almost without thinking.

However, there were still men shouting and breaking her throat, but Mary on the wooden boat still did not respond at all. She still sat on the wooden boat expressionlessly, looking at the kerosene lamp emitting a faint light.

"No, it can't be like this, no!"

Seeing the wooden boat carrying his daughter unresponsive, it gradually moved away, the man's originally excited expression suddenly became stiff, he gritted his teeth, stood up staggeringly, and controlled the fishing boat without hesitation. Chased in the direction where the wooden boat disappeared.

In the thick fog, I don't know how long he has been chasing. The man's physical strength has already bottomed out. The only thing that supports him is the hope for his daughter Mary.

"The fog, gone?"

Unknowingly, the thick fog that originally enveloped the sea gradually dissipated, and the wooden boat that was originally traveling in it disappeared with the thick fog.

Looking at the wooden ship disappearing in the thick fog, the grief and anger on the man's face was too late to show. In the next second, a huge ship glowing with an unknown red light like a phantom appeared before his eyes.

...

In Stark Industries, Adrian Toums is directing the employees underneath to dismantle and recycle the waste materials of Zitarui. The debris left by these alien technologies, even if they are only incomplete equipment, contains the technology. Success still makes him feel excited, and it is foreseeable that when he studies these waste materials, he will get much return.

"This is simply the most correct decision I have made in my life!"

A smug smile appeared on the vulture's face. Before the smile on Adrian Toums's face could spread, a sudden stop sound came over.

"Everyone, stop what you are doing!"

Adrian Toums turned his head and saw a fat woman with white hair walking in with a small group of people, as Xuanke said.

"According to the latest document order signed by the President, we will take over the cleanup from now on. Everyone has worked hard."

"who are you?"

Seeing the group of uninvited guests who suddenly appeared in the wreckage of Stark's industry before him, Adrian Toums' heart began to become uneasy.

"Damage control department."

Looking across Adrian Tums, one of them replied.

"Listen," the situation in front of him began to move towards the unforeseen result of Adrian Toums. In order to get this recycling opportunity, he has already pressed everything on himself: "I have signed with the city government. The contract, you have the legal qualification for recycling, you can’t just let me give up in just a few sentences."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Adrian Toums, but from now on, all the recycling work will be carried out by us."

The alien weapons left by the Zetarians are powerful.It is impossible for the American government to allow ordinary people like Adrian Toums to control such technology. Almost immediately after the end of the New York war, the White House issued an order to quickly set up a "damage control department" to take over all the relevant information. Follow-up recycling of Taree waste.

Adrian Toums can only be regarded as unlucky for him.

"So, please turn in all the extraterrestrial technology you have collected." The woman continued, gazing across the large wreckage in Stark Industries.

"So, what about my loss, in order to win this opportunity, I almost suppressed everything. If I didn't gain, I would go bankrupt." The expression on Adrian Toums's face became excited, in order to be able to quickly After completing the recycling work, he sold his family property, and only obtained the authorization of the city government after all the money that was exchanged by the bank was pressed. As a result, he was suddenly told that the authorization was no longer valid.

This is simply driving him to death.

"I'm sorry sir, but there is nothing I can do about it."

The woman replied blankly, expressionless.

"However, if you want to complain, you can go to my boss."