In Merlin's safe house in Brooklyn, former Defense Field Agent Reggie Simmons, who was caught in a shared hatred of the enemy, was as knowledgeable as Merlin telling the information he learned in the Seventh District.

"In the two years from 2000 to 2002, they found several 'like' in Europe and Australia, all of which were deformable Cybertrons."

Agent Simmons said:

"They all simulate the transportation on Earth to disguise themselves. I know there is a guy called 'Knockdown' who disguises himself as a cool Aston Martin sports car, and a guy who likes to disguise himself as a Mustang police car. In short, their camouflage is perfect, so perfect that even if you sit in the cab, you won't feel that this is a robot."

Speaking of this, Agent Simmons stopped, and he said to Merlin with some confusion:

"But in fact, I've always had a question that after the Decepticons and the damn Stryker collaborated, they had theoretically been exposed to the fire source they had dreamed of, but instead of stealing that thing away from the earth, they continued to wander around the earth. I suspect they might be looking for something else."

"You mean, there are still things on earth that are important to the Cybertron."

Merlin narrowed his eyes and asked:

"More important than the source of fire?"

"right!"

Agent Simmons nodded wildly and said:

"I guess that's the case, but I have no evidence."

"I've been secretly looking for evidence, but damn Stryker is not at all concerned about choking robots and has been blocking me from searching for clues. Some people say Stryker is still trying to continue to advance his 'human strengthening' project, and the reason why he lets the Decepticon do whatever he wants is because he reached an agreement with the Decepticon."

"The Decepticon helped him study the secrets of variants, and he gave the robots the power to move freely. After the scientists were deceived and began to conduct the weaponization experiment of fire sources, I and some conscientious agents reported this to the headquarters, but Stryker was safe and we were kicked out of the seventh zone."

The down-and-out agent said angrily:

"Those bastards froze my bank account, sent people to monitor me, smear me everywhere, saying that I was a lunatic and a lunatic, I couldn't find a job, and even my wonderful autobiography could not be published."

"Okay, okay, calm down."

Merlin comforted Agent Simmons, who became more and more angry as he spoke, and said to the two people in front of him:

"Shield Detectives are now planning a counterattack against Decepticons. We want to snatch the fire source from those robots. I also need the help of two professionals who know Decepticons very well."

"Agent Simmons, as I said before, I need you to take me into that base and find the fire in the shortest time."

"As for you, Colonel Burns, I need you to temporarily command the operation team under my command to attract the attention of the Decepticons on the desert border and create opportunities for our actions."

"I'll just say it, this is very dangerous."

Merlin said calmly without reservation:

"You may be in danger of death, so I will not force you."

"Stop talking!"

Colonel Burns, who seemed to have sobered up, stood up, the unshaven guy straightened his body and saluted Merlin, and he said:

"I'm willing to go, but I need guns that can break those steel bastards' heads! Lots and lots of guns!"

"Oh, no problem."

Merlin chuckled softly:

"We have all kinds of weapons here. I mean you can kill me, soldiers."

He stood up and said to Simmons and Burns:

"Go and prepare first, eat something, change clothes, and then get weapons. After 3 hours, we set out to the battlefield and I need to find some more soldiers."

"Look for elites!"

Colonel Burns told:

"A regular soldier can't deal with the Cybertron."

"Don't worry, all the ones I've found are elite."

"Hi Logan, how are you doing recently?"

Merlin flashed and appeared in the underground prison of the ghost base. While walking in front of the passage, he connected with the mutant Logan with the help of Icarus.

This guy is now a member of the Avengers that has not yet been formed. He is theoretically a non-staff agent of SHIELD, but in fact, neither Fury nor Merlin gave him any additional tasks.

Logan is the best warrior in the world, but the wild blood flowing in his blood vessels makes it difficult for him to become a good agent.

"Not good, not good at all."

Wolverine rang in Merlin's ears with a drunken voice, and he seemed to be a little embarrassed.

Merlin asked:

"Is it because I am not doing well in finding memories recently?"

"Yes, you gave me a lot of clues."

Logan replied:

"But unfortunately, I didn't find anything useful, and those who have seen me have either Alzheimer's or are dead, and it seems that living too long is not a good thing."

"Where are you now?"

Merlin asked, and Logan's answer revealed a sense of confusion:

"I'm in Japan, I'm looking for my son, well, maybe it's my son."

"I don't remember that I have a son. Hell, I'm going to look for him all over the world, but what's the use of finding him? The woman I may have loved once was dead. My only connection with the blindly masked child is the bond of blood. I don't even know what his name is."

"All right."

Merlin had no good idea about the problem Logan is facing now. He stopped and said to Logan:

"It seems that you are not very busy, so you will come back. I will send someone to pick you up. There is a war to fight now."

"The airport is paralyzed, Merlin."

Logan said dissatisfied:

"They said that the data was wrong. Hell, I knew the plane was not reliable, and who did you ask me to hit you?"

"A bunch of damn big aliens."

Merlin stopped in front of a cage in the sixth-story underground prison. He pressed the switch beside the wall behind him and said:

"Also, I found Stryker, that's the bastard who made the transformation for you back then. Are you sure you don't want to talk to him?"

"Striker?"

Logan's voice became cold the next moment, and a Japanese checkout shout came from the other side of the communicator. After a moment, Logan said:

"How do I go back? Are you sending a plane here?"

"No, find the door closest to you, put the locator on your wrist on the door lock, and then turn the door open and walk in."

Merlin said:

"Don't ask too much, just treat it as magic as if it were done."

Merlin hung up the phone and looked at the cell in front of him. After the alloy sealing plate was pulled open to both sides, in the slightly dim light in front of him, the ugly Deadpool was sitting seriously on the bed, holding a comic in his hand and reading with relish.

“I thought you like Playboy Magazine more”

Merlin put his hands in his trench coat pocket and said to the Deadpool in front of him:

"I didn't expect you to be a child inside."

"Oh, you said this?"

Deadpool waved the comic book in his hand, he looked at Merlin, and he said:

"No, you don't understand, poor Merlin, you don't understand what I'm holding at all."

"You are holding "Agent x" created by Old Stan two years ago. The 34th issue of a single-line agent tells the story of a government agent working in an undercover position in a superpowered criminal organization. The chapter in this single-line book is called "Black Blood".

Merlin looked at the cover of the comic and said softly:

"If I remember correctly, when Old Stein painted this comic, he came to me specifically to learn the materials, so in theory, I am also one of the creators of the comics you have."

"No, no, you don't understand."

Deadpool clapped the cover of the comic in his hand very well, and he shook his eyes at Merlin and said:

"This is not a comic, this is a world and a living world. Well, well, I know you can't understand it. After all, you are just an ordinary person with some strength. You can't compare with the wise Deadpool. So, let's talk, what do you want Deadpool to do for you?"

"I don't know if it's an illusion."

Merlin stared at Deadpool, he said:

"I always feel like you have something in your words, but that doesn't matter. Be prepared, someone will come to pick you up later, and another hiring mission to fight with a group of damn aliens. But this time, I've found some helpers for you."

"cool!"

Deadpool whistled, he jumped out of the bed, stood in front of Merlin, and said to Merlin:

"How many days of leave this time? How many years can I get my sentence reduced?"

“Same as last time.”

Merlin stretched out his hand and gestured a 3 gesture, he said:

"I'll give you 3 days off. In addition, as long as the mission is completed, I'll give you and your friends a 5-year sentence. If you can help me watch your group of very dishonest friends on the battlefield, I'll give you an additional 5-year discount. I'm very taking care of you. Wade, you shouldn't reject my kindness, right?"
To be continued...