bdsm-fiction Chapter 76 Heroes!
Chapter 76 Heroes!
The dance continues. But that's enough.
Zemo, seeing the other two ship girls already charging towards him, had no choice but to press the controller in his hand, and a series of cheerful music filled the arena—
Everyone understood that this was a prelude to the next stage of the ceremony.
As the stage lights gradually returned to normal, Caitlin and Hanlu's final performance finally came to an end.
Hanlu, imitating those people on TV, bowed slightly, placed her right hand on her chest as a sign of respect, and then hurriedly left.
It wasn't until he stepped off the stage that he noticed two guys who were already cracking peanuts, munching on bananas, and sipping red wine, staring at him with wide eyes and constantly giving him meaningful glances.
That awkward feeling was like being in my childhood dorm room, with a roommate giving me advice—
Strictly speaking, however, these two are also old bachelors.
Besides, if he really wanted a woman, would he need to look for one?
Why not just "rub" one together and be done with it? ...
Who should we rub?
Ok.
It feels weird, but it's okay, the main event is coming.
As several people sat in a row, each with a hot dog, munching on it, a baron finally walked out slowly as a huge stage appeared out of nowhere and focused all the lights on the center.
"Everyone, it's a pleasure to see you all here again. From the end times until now, we have indeed experienced so much. The loss of loved ones, life-or-death decisions... Now, let us observe a minute's silence for those who have passed away."
Zemo's rhetoric was very persuasive, or rather, it was simply the truth.
No matter how grand or dazzling today's performance may be, the grotesque appearance of zombies and the terror of famine over the past five years still linger deeply in everyone's hearts.
Everyone lost someone important in the disaster.
Even Thor and Banner were no exception.
After a moment of solemn silence, a series of cheerful music gradually filled the center of the stage—
It sounds a bit like the Iron Man theme song, um, it's kind of weird.
Zemo shifted from calm to even becoming somewhat cheerful.
It's hard to say how this guy manages to switch emotions like that.
"But disaster did not defeat us! Human civilization continues!"
The deceased are gone, but what we must do is carry on their legacy and bring their lost lives back to life in ourselves!
The whole world was once on the verge of death, and now it awaits our awakening!
At this point, Zemo even started making gestures.
He kept recounting the magnificent efforts of everyone, and also mentioned the ordinary people who bravely stood up when fighting alongside the heroes.
He sang praises of nobility, honor, freedom, dignity, justice, kindness... things that might seem abstract to a pragmatist like Hanlu, but they gradually pushed the atmosphere to a climax, with some people even raising their hands and cheering wildly.
Even John and Saul, who were standing beside him, showed signs of being moved—
Well, Hanlu still finds it hard to fully understand; perhaps there's some kind of generation gap between them.
But there is no doubt that the emotions at the scene have risen from the lowest point to the highest point.
Zemo, however, did not keep this peak for himself.
As he pulled down the rope hanging from one side of the stage, the huge curtain behind him slowly opened, revealing a series of oil paintings below.
When Hanlu saw it, she even stood up in surprise.
He didn't know who painted these pictures, but the figures in them were incredibly lifelike: John Walker holding his shield high at the forefront, Thor holding Mjolnir high in the sky, and Icarus with golden flames blazing in his eyes...
He saw many people up there.
Shang-Chi, Ant-Man, Spider-Man, Valkyrie, Ironheart, Hawkeye Kate, Ms. Marvel Kamala, Moon Knight, Blade, Daredevil... and many more.
They were all fully prepared, just like when they jumped into the portal to fight the horde of zombies, their battle suits on and their postures proud.
But what stunned Hanlu was the person among everyone, protected by the two ship girls, who also had his arm raised high—
An Asian man whose clothes may be a bit outdated, but who exudes a strong sense of post-apocalyptic survival.
he himself.
"Whenever we encounter danger, there is always a group of heroes who step forward."
They encouraged us, protected us, guided us, and made everything better step by step.
Now, please allow me—Zemo, Baron of Latvia—to introduce you to the new Avengers!
Led by Zemo, the entire stadium erupted in wild cheers and applause, the sound almost lifting the ceiling—
Oh, no, the ceiling wasn't fixed to begin with; it's still open.
Hanlu listened as people called out the names of each hero: some shouted "John," some shouted "Thor," some shouted "Spider-Man"...
At the same time, he also heard more and more people calling his name.
Hanlu was overwhelmed by the various titles she was given, and for a moment she was at a loss.
In his daze, John and Saul, one on each side, pulled him toward the passageway that was illuminated by a separate light.
Meanwhile, the heroes, who had already received the news, emerged from the crowd one after another, gathered in the passageway, and walked towards the center of the stage.
The younger generation of Avengers, led by Spider-Man;
A large family headed by the Red Guards;
Icarus, Moon Knight, Blade, Valkyrie—this bunch of weird and wonderful characters;
Of course, there's more to it than just that—
Hanlu was currently being pushed forward while being sandwiched between the two men.
He awkwardly pulled away from their hands and stood still.
The entire team of heroes stopped because of Hanlu in the front row, as if a play had been paused.
Zemo, like the most perfect host, struck a pose with his hand outstretched, but the cold sweat on his forehead was undeniable; only he himself knew how crucial all of this was!
Whether it was the cheering crowd or the heroes, everyone was watching this most crucial person.
I said, I have legs, I can walk by myself.
Besides, wasn't it unnecessary to be so formal?
Hanlu straightened her clothes slightly.
Those two just now grabbed his arm and wrinkled his coat.
Then, for the first time, he took a step on his own.
With each step he took, it seemed as if his connection with the world deepened.
Everyone watched this scene with smiles.
Even Saul and John were willing to play supporting roles at this moment, walking beside him.
All the superheroes took to the stage one after another, finally standing together in this radiance.
"Now—let's cheer for the new Avengers!!" Zemo shouted.
Cold Dew declined John's offer to give up the center position, and instead reserved the main spot for the real Captain America, who was holding the shield.
No one argues about the title "Captain America" anymore.
He did a better job than him, and besides, how much of "America" is left now?
Hanlu watched as John raised his arm, striking that signature pose.
He has always been like this; he doesn't want to compete for anything, and there's no need for him to show off.
Do what you have to do.
As John uttered his signature shout, everyone responded in unison—
"the Avengers--"
"Assemble!!!" ×N
The roars resounded, reaching the heavens and the earth.