Chapter Seventy-One: I Need Some Supplies

In the following time, Nick Fury didn't know why he died down, and the U.S. military only sent someone to hastily clean up the battlefield, as for the angry Mr. President, he had already shut up.

So, for three days, Steve was almost immersed in the ground to start his new mantle villa construction project, except that Natasha would gather some information every day from a newly dug exit that Steve dug up to seven kilometers away.

Steve didn't want to go out at all, he just wanted to dig for redstone or diamonds right now.

Around noon, Natasha walked out of Steve's newly dug staircase tunnel with a backpack of snacks.

"Hey, Steve, guess what I've heard?"

Steve, who was still digging a new potato farm and carrot farm in the deeper mantle villa, didn't look up, "What's the news, did you help me buy saplings and live chickens?" ”

Natasha put down the snack pocket in her hand, pinched a bag of potato chips that she had torn open, and slowly leaned against the edge of Steve's stone-fenced farm, "Why does it look a little asymmetrical, there's a grid missing over there!" ”

Listening to Natasha's words, Steve, who was still silently meditating on the number of tiles to dig in the ground, sat up in a dream, and suddenly looked up at the dirt that he had just dug up in the distance.

“1、2、3、4、5、…… 9, yes, it's symmetrical, 9 grids. Steve counted it carefully, and found that the dirt he dug out was a total of 9 blocks, there was no asymmetry, and there was a line in the middle.

Natasha bit the potato chips in her hand and pointed to the middle square that Steve had dug out, "It's obviously not symmetrical at all, okay, you have an extra square in the middle!" If it's symmetrical, it should be 10 or 8 squares. ”

Listening to Natasha's words, Steve's brows appeared with black lines, "The concept of symmetry is that there is a line of symmetry, besides, I have 9 grids, why can't I be symmetrical?" Isn't it okay to have 4.5 squares on one side? ”

"It's good if you're happy, but I just went out and got two good news for you."

As Steve continued to tidy up his multi-story farm, he said to Natasha, "For me, it's good news that Nick Fury has died suddenly. ”

"I hope too, but, alas, the news is not so strong." Natasha was eating potato chips while looking at the potatoes and carrots that Steve had planted in the field, staring at the green plant seedlings, "Stark Industries spent a lot of money looking for you, it seems that Tony Stark, the playboy, was kidnapped, and Tony Stark asked you to save him by name before he was kidnapped." ”

Steve, who was still wielding a hoe, slammed his hand and looked up at Natasha on the side, "How long has it been?" ”

"About three or four days."

"What about the second piece of good news?" Steve put the hoe in the box at the edge of the farm and walked cautiously across the land he had just excavated.

Natasha's face, which was originally happy to eat potato chips, instantly became bitter, "I am wanted by the whole world for blowing up S.H.I.E.L.D.'s underground base in New York City, and dumping all the pots of the battle three days ago on me." ”

Listening to Natasha's words, Steve nodded in understanding, "So, you bought all the snacks for the money I gave you, right?" You didn't bring me anything I wanted? ”

Natasha bit the potato chips in her hand one by one, "Because I wasn't sure what kind of chicken you wanted, and I wasn't sure what kind of tree you wanted, so I didn't buy it, you have to know, there are so many types of chickens, and there are so many types of trees!" ”

Looking at Natasha's expression that I just didn't want to buy, Steve sighed and walked out of the farm.

If he had known that Natasha's original nature was that she liked to eat snacks and watch TV, he would have kicked Natasha out of the door with both feet.

However, Steve saw that Natasha had proficient agent skills and could farm two mods, so Steve put up with it.

"Pack up and go to Stark Tower!" Steve took a piece of baked potato out of his trouser pocket and ate it to his mouth, restoring the hunger and satiety he had spent on his labor.

Hunger: 🍗🍗🍗🍗🍗🍗🍗🍗🍗🍗

HP: ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

Not surprisingly, this is a key step for Tony Stark to become the protagonist of Marvel, successfully developing the Mark One in a corner cave in Afghanistan, and then escaping.

It's just that Steve didn't expect that Tony Stark's narcissist would let him save people at the last moment.

Natasha casually put the bag of potato chips in her hand on the stone fence and wiped her hands, "I bought you a set of clothes that look more serious when I was on the road just now, can you try it?" ”

……

Half an hour later.

Dressed in a white suit, Steve shaved off his face, straightened his back with a blonde back, and walked out of a taxi parked in front of Stark Mansion with Natasha, who was also in a small suit.

To save Tony Stark, Steve actually didn't want to save people, but the thought of the huge financial resources of the entire Stark industry made Steve's heart itch.

With Stark Industries' help, Steve was able to collect a lot of the supplies he needed in a short period of time!

"Sir, miss, do you have an invitation?"

A security guard with a dozen heavily armed soldiers stopped Steve and Natasha as they were about to step through the gate.

Steve turned to look at Natasha with a frantic look in his eyes.

Seeing Steve's expression, Natasha understood in a second, and took the initiative to step forward, "My boss's name is Steve, and he is the person you have been looking for." ”

Hearing Natasha's words, the security guard not only didn't give way, but also sneered, "What are you kidding, and Steve, there are seventy or eighty male and female Steves I met today!" Get out of here! Otherwise, I'm going to get you out!" ”

In the heart of this security guard, their boss Tony Stark, the friend of the world's most famous playboy, not to mention that he has more money than their boss, but at least the travel should be a luxury car, and there are a lot of bodyguards.

But just now Steve and Natasha walked out of the taxi together, and they didn't look like a rich friend.

More like two crooks.

Steve was just about to stretch out his iron fist to greet the unsightly security guard, and on the stairs of the hall, Pepper Potts trotted down with his high heels.

Pushing away the security guards who were blocking Steve, Pepper Potts couldn't help but grab Steve's hand and pleaded, "Steve, please, save Tony!" He's been missing for three days! He finally called me to contact you to save him! ”

And the security guard, who was already holding the word rolling in his mouth, grew his mouth, and he didn't know if he should swallow that impolite and foul-smelling word into his stomach.

Steve glanced up at the Stark Industries associate director who was also walking behind Pepper Potts, withdrew his hand from Pepper Potts's hand, and gently patted Pepper Potts with red eyes, "Give me something, I promise to give you back a Tony Stark who doesn't lack three legs!" ”