American Comics: Creating Seireitei And Replaying The Shinigami Script

"Ah That's good."

After taking care of Steve, the doctor turned his attention to Peter Parker and others and hummed.

"And you students, have you forgotten what day today is?"

"Why do you still have time to stay here? Aren't you afraid that the dean will come to you?"

"Yes, today is the day when Mr. Stark comes to the school to give a speech. If you are late, you will definitely be scolded by the dean!!"

Hearing this, Peter Parker and his friends remembered the activities arranged by the school today.

For a moment, they all looked shocked and could not care about anything else. They could only thank Steve for saving his life, then turned and left the infirmary.

Steve smiled and waved goodbye to the students, and then picked up the Birdcage placed on the table. While playing with the parrot, he left his back free for the doctor to treat the injury.

And time passes slowly in this process...

After an unknown amount of time, the doctor finally finished treating the injury on Steve's back, bandaged his wound, and then took out a few bottles of anti-inflammatory medicine and gave instructions.

"Okay, this injury can only be treated to this extent at this stage. Let him heal slowly for the rest."

"Also, remember not to eat too spicy food these days. There are also a few bottles of anti-inflammatory medicine here. Just take them three times a day at the normal dose."

"Well, thank you, doctor."

Taking the medicine handed over by the doctor, Steve solemnly thanked him.

Then he picked up the Birdcage and prepared to leave the infirmary, but the parrot in the Birdcage chirped again.

This made Steve's face tighten, and a bad premonition suddenly emerged, causing him to subconsciously hug Birdcage and fly towards the left side.

And the moment he flew out, there was a violent loud noise behind him.

Turning his head to look, he saw a huge pit appearing where he originally stood.

The doctor who was standing next to him before was hit hard by the loud noise and hit the wall of the infirmary and passed out.

"Sure enough, the previous falling steel was not an accident..."

Steve glanced at the doctor not far away and felt relieved when he saw that he was not seriously injured. Then he stared solemnly at the position where he just stood.

Although, he does not possess super powers such as super perception.

But relying on the experience and intuition accumulated from many years of military service, he still felt an inexplicable malice from the deep pit.

It was as if... a ferocious beast was living in this small medical room.

At this moment, it was looking at me eagerly, as if it would bite him at any time.

After thinking about the incident of falling objects that he encountered in the alleys of the campus, Steve suddenly understood that he was being targeted by some monster that could not be observed with the naked eye.

No, perhaps more accurately, it was the parrot in his hand that was targeted by this monster that could not be observed with the naked eye.

Realizing this, Steve subconsciously glanced at the parrot in Birdcage.

But this look made him stunned for a moment.

Because Steve made a surprising discovery.

At this time, the parrot was looking at himself with a worried look.

But this look reminded him of that late night seventy years ago.

If he remembered correctly, when he and Peggy separated, she must have looked at him with this look.

That look full of worry and worry...

Recalling the past, Steve's serious expression suddenly disappeared, he stretched out his hand to tease the parrot in the Birdcage, and smiled.

"Don't worry, no matter who the enemy is, I will never give up on you."

Having said that, Steve was ready to take the parrot and leave here first.

But at this moment, several elite agents wearing various work clothes suddenly ran out.

While protecting Steve, they also took out their pistols and pointed them at every corner of the infirmary, looking alert.

Obviously, in addition to arranging Natasha, a top agent, Coulson...

Additional personnel were also assigned to lurk near Steve to prevent possible emergencies.

After all, this time it is very likely that he will come into contact with the so-called Hollow, an enemy that SHIELD has never known or come into contact with in the past.

As the world's top secret service organization, S.H.I.E.L.D. naturally needs to take complete precautions.

"Captain, the enemy this time is different from the past. It is an evil spirit from hell. It must be dealt with by professionals."

Seeing that the enemy did not take action, Brock Rumlow, the commander-in-chief in charge of this protection operation, immediately moved to Steve's side and explained with a serious face.

"So just leave it to us to hold you here, and you get out of here first."

"Evil spirits from hell?"

Steve raised his eyelids and subconsciously looked at Brock Rumlow.

Seeing his serious expression, I realized that he was not joking.

However, Steve shook his head and refused his request.

"It's useless. The target of this evil spirit is me. It's impossible for you to hold it back alone. It's up to me to lure it away myself."

"As for you, it's better to help evacuate the students around the school. It won't be too late for you to come over to support us at that time."

With that said, Steve patted Brock Rumlow on the shoulder, and without waiting for his reply, he immediately ran towards the door of the infirmary.

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