The silver glider walked up to White Night and tapped him on the shoulder, looking embarrassed.

White Night turned to look at the silver glider and asked curiously, "What's wrong?" What's the matter? ”

The silver-colored man frowned, and after a moment of silence, he said in a somewhat embarrassed tone, "Actually, I sensed it, and my surfboard is around here." I don't know if I can trouble you. Can you help me get it back? ”

White Night smiled and expressed understanding of the silver glider's request. He nodded and said, "Of course, that's fine." Your surfboard is important to you, right? ”

After listening to the silver glider's request, he clapped his hands, turned to his men and shouted to the men around him: "Go to the warehouse and get the silver glider's surfboard!" Hurry up! ”

A group of subordinates obeyed the order and quickly rushed to the warehouse. After a while, they pushed a cart back to Bai Ye, who walked up to the cart and nodded his head in satisfaction.

"Silver glider, this is Ling's surfboard. Hopefully everything is still intact I'd love to say that, but the Red Skull apparently caused some damage to it. ”

Bai Ye said with a smile.

“.”

The silver glider did not reply, but eagerly walked to the cart, and when he saw that it was covered with a heavy cloth, he quickly lifted it. The sight made him frown, and Bai Ye stared at it.

Under the cover of the cloth, a rusty silver surfboard was revealed. It was once a beautiful object, but now it is in tatters. The coating on the surface peeled off, leaving traces of age, and some obvious cracks showed that it had experienced a fierce adventure.

The silver glider stared at his surfboard in silence and did not speak for a moment. Bai Ye looked at the expression of the silver glider, and his heart swelled with enlightenment.

Perhaps, for him, this surfboard is not just an object, but also a memory of the past and a symbol of freedom.

White Night waited silently for the Silver Glider's reaction, wondering how he would face this seemingly broken past.

The silver glider was silent for a moment, gently stroking the bumps on the surfboard. The moment he touches it, it seems that he can feel the flow of time, and the memories come to his heart like a tide.

"This surfboard has accompanied me on countless planets and witnessed my years of travel. Every crack is a memory, and every rust is an experience. It has accompanied me in the waves of the universe and in the ripples of the nebula. ”

There was a faint emotion in the silver glider's tone.

He was immersed in memories and seemed to be able to see his former self flying among the stars. And now, this surfboard is no longer a weapon needed by the carefree adventurer of yesteryear, but has become a precious keepsake.

White Night listened silently, understanding the emotional fluctuations in the silver glider's heart. He understands that some things are not only material existences, but also precious memories, an indelible part of that life's journey.

"This is a testimony of my youthful frivolity, and it is also a testimony of my upbringing. It's broken, but to me, it's priceless. The silver glider's voice was mixed with nostalgia for the past, and an indescribable emotion filled the air.

Bai Ye smiled slightly and gently patted the silver glider on the shoulder: "This surfboard is a part of you, and it bears witness to your story." Perhaps, we can find a suitable place for it, so that it can continue to be quietly displayed and preserve this beautiful history. ”

"No, I'll fix it with the rest of my strength."

The silver glider shook his head and re-covered the surfboard with emotion. He held it in his arms and stopped talking, but the waves in his eyes were still rippling, and the adventures and memories of that past were deeply engraved in his heart.

White Night looks at the silver glider, every superhero has his own story, and this surfboard is the most real witness to the long journey of the silver glider.

"Alright, let's go ahead and show you around my base."

White Night led the group deeper into the laboratory, and they came to a quiet and mysterious area. There are rows of large, green transparent jars, each with sleeping clones floating in them.

The equipment around the jar displays a variety of data, recording the physiological parameters of the sleepers.

The clones in the transparent jar take various forms, male and female, their bodies floating silently in the green liquid as if frozen in time. Each clone's expression was serene and calm, as if in a peaceful dream.

White Night walked over to one of the rows of jars and took a closer look at one of the clones in the jars. His face was heavy, and he was clearly thinking about something deeper. The rest of the crowd followed, taking a keen interest in the sleeping clones.

There is a special atmosphere in the laboratory, as if you are at the intersection of technology and the unknown. Bai Ye took a deep breath, then said to everyone, "This is our cloning lab, and we are working on an important project. Through cloning, we hope to be able to have more combat support in the face of extreme danger. ”

Star-Lord blinked, a little surprised, "You're actually doing cloning experiments here?" It's really. Unusual. ”

Bai Ye nodded: "Yes, this is for the future of the earth. We are not abusing technology, but we are looking for more means to survive in times of crisis. These clones will be our strong support. ”

Star-Lord stepped closer, staring intently at the sleeping clone in the jar. There was a strange curiosity and wonder in his eyes, precisely because he saw a strange sight that he had never seen before.

"Wow, that's a big job." Star-Lord let out a low sigh of emotion, pointing to a clone in a jar and asking, "Are these guys perfectly copied?" How I feel a bit like the plot of a movie. ”

Bai Ye smiled and explained, "Yes, our cloning technology is quite advanced and is able to achieve a high degree of replication accuracy. Each clone is rigorously screened and modified to ensure that they have the best physical and intellectual qualities when they wake up. ”

"Isn't that the equivalent of an infinite resurrection?"

"Yes to some extent, but not infinitely. Clones are expensive to manufacture and maintain, and we are not abusing this technology. It's just part of our backup plan. ”

Star-Lord suddenly became interested: "Backup plan? You're saying that if we're in danger, these clones will come into play? ”

"Yes, exactly. This is a means we have taken for the safety of our planet. ”

Bai Ye still said with a smile.

(End of chapter)