Chapter 710: Why Not Pray

"I only saw him three hours ago, Director, I swear I'll never forget what he looked like in my life." Coulson took a deep breath, "And you saw that white cat, Director, like this Can the cute cat see the second one in a short period of time?"

"Indeed." Fury thought about it too.

Once you see this cute cat, it's impossible to forget.

However, such an open appearance.

It really is a real god, and he doesn't care about them at all, just like he completely ignored Coulson and others before.

"Do you need me to get in touch?" Coulson asked.

Now that it is found, it is impossible not to contact, but it is also very dangerous.

The other party doesn't care about S.H.I.E.L.D., maybe they just regard them as ants on the side of the road, and if they dare to climb up on their feet, they will be killed with one finger.

Fury hesitated.

But finally made up his mind.

"You go with our captain."

"Captain?" Coulson raised his voice.

"If he is really a good god, a pure person like Steve might be favored by him." Fury is betting.

Half bet on intuition, half bet on speculation.

According to Coulson's description, the other party's tone was gentle, and even when he resurrected Jeffrey's daughter, there was a sentence "the will to pursue one's wishes is commendable."

Suppose that the other party appreciates pure emotion and the will to pursue a wish.

That Steve is indeed the most suitable candidate.

At least Fury couldn't find anyone more pure than Steve in a short time.

on the other hand.

He always had some kind of trust in Steve, a man who would do miracles and had a unique charisma.

"Will this be too dangerous?" Coulson was a little worried about his idol.

"He's a captain and a soldier, Coulson." Fury glanced at him.

Colson stopped talking.

If he didn't dare to go because of the danger, then Steve was not qualified to be the captain.

So, with the feeling of seeing an idol, Coulson took the task to find the captain.

What is silence doing now.

Wandering around.

This time point was deliberately chosen by him. Tony the Iron Man has gone through several hardships and transformed into a hero, Thor has also changed, and the Hulk is about to master his anger, and Captain America has also gone from being frozen. wake up.

Silence has no mood to intervene in the growth of these heroes.

So he chose the time before the first battle of the Avengers.

Soon after, Loki will come to this world with the Mind Stone, an army of aliens will come to New York to start a war, and Thanos, the director of the Family Planning Office, will intervene on Earth for the first time.

And for Silence, this is a perfect time to test the universe.

He has a lot of tests to do.

see what moves,

It will elicit a reaction from the bigwigs.

But now, he is just wandering around the streets slowly, without concealing his existence at all, wanting to see if anyone will notice him at this level.

The result is unfortunate.

Except for those cameras of S.H.I.E.L.D., there is no line of sight at all.

Even Heimdall, who claims to be able to see through every corner of the Nine Realms from Asgard, is the same.

It seems that Heimdall's eyes are not passive skills.

That is at this time.

A car stopped not far away.

Sitting in the car was Coulson and Captain America Steve who had just woken up.

"Is that God?"

Steve seemed to want to turn his head, but Coulson said quickly:

"Don't look at him, maybe you will be found."

"But we're here for him, aren't we?" Steve didn't turn his head, but shook his head, "If he's really a real god, we'll be able to detect if we think about him, right? Also, I have a lot of questions to ask."

"Do you believe in God? Captain." Coulson was a little surprised.

"No, I stopped believing in God a long time ago." Steve shook his head again.

"..." Coulson was silent for a while, then showed his own smile, "Maybe I shouldn't stop you, the director said, this operation is mainly about you, you can decide what you want to do, I just hope that the captain doesn't forget to sign me."

Steve was slightly embarrassed.

He knows that he has become a household name in the world seventy years later, and even the senior agent is a fan of his own, but he is not used to it, and he does not consider himself a star.

He's just a soldier, always has been.

However, after hearing that everything was dominated by him, Steve got out of the car and walked towards the god. Coulson had guessed that this would be the case, but he didn't seem to be afraid of following his idol.

Silent didn't seem to be aware of their arrival until they came to her side and didn't look back.

He was looking at a homeless man on the street.

A white-haired tramp.

The bony appearance indicated that he was not doing well. Maybe it was because he was too old to bear this kind of wind and rain. There was a pile of salutations, mostly sundries.

Steve also looked over.

A homeless person like this, no matter in his time or in this era, can always be seen, and most of the time he sees it, he will help, but he can't help.

And at this moment, silence spoke.

"Interesting will." His voice was as mild as Coulson had said. "He didn't do anything wrong, just bad luck and lost all his worth on Wall Street, and his wife, children, friends, Even his parents cut ties with him."

Coulson glanced at the homeless man, plucked up his courage and said:

"It's not surprising that there are always sudden misfortunes in our life. There are many people like him. This is life."

Steve agrees with that.

Although there is no numbness, although I feel the pity in my heart every time, but there is nothing I can do, because this is life.

Even himself.

Don't lose everything.

"Unfortunately, fate." Silent turned his head, smiling, "but what's interesting, is will."

"Will?" Steve couldn't understand.

But Silent has already walked towards the homeless man.

"Aren't you reconciled?" He looked down at him condescendingly.

The tramp raised his head and looked at this clean and luxurious man who was dazzling like another world.

Those dazed and desperate eyes seemed to be unable to react at once.

"You live frugally, be careful, and save this money so hard, isn't it just to make a comeback?" The silent eyes were gentle, "But you fell ill when you were about to succeed, and you were terminally ill, very unwilling. Bar."

This gentle voice and gentle eyes stabbed the homeless man's heart.

"Of course I'm not willing!" He clenched his fists, his voice hoarse and sharp, "I shouldn't have died like this, just one defeat can't kill me! But damn fate did it!"

"Why don't you pray?" Silence asked again.

"How do you know I'm not praying!" The homeless man struggled to stand up, but such a simple action made him gasp for breath, staring at the silence and shouting, "I used to pray every day, but I still change. Like this! What did I do wrong!? Am I bad to my parents, my son, my wife? So I don't pray anymore, because there is no goddamn God, only myself, and only a goddamn destiny!"

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