Scientific researchers from other countries are restricted in their scope of activities. Whether it is the port where they land on the space station, the scientific research area and the residential area are completely isolated from the military power of the space station. They can only see the small landing craft that depart from the space station and travel between the earth and Mars.
Increasingly dense, heavy landing craft used to carry large equipment often docked at the port on the other side for a long time, but no one mentioned what cargo those heavy landing craft transported - whenever they wanted to figure out something, from
Countess Katarina Karkov of Sikaria will hold dinners and academic salons at the right time, so that their life on the space station will not be so boring - everyone knows Count Katarina Karkov
Madam is a charming character, with an elegant and slender neck and cold and arrogant green eyes, but she is not annoying. Her arrogant posture attracts many people. Even scientific researchers who are really dedicated to academics will be stuck.
Countess Talina Karkov's vast reserve of knowledge, her ready choice of gorgeous words and her hard-to-get tricks were all in play.
In the social scene far away from the earth, Countess Katarina Karkov has undoubtedly become the core figure of the academic salon. She can hear the new ideas, new discoveries and new problems of these researchers, and at the same time notice some
Not so pleasant guy. "I am not your subordinate, Agent Romanov." Countess Katarina Karkov gritted her teeth and emphasized the word "agent". She said viciously
He tore off a page from his notebook and slapped it on Agent Romanov's hand, "They are all weirdos. If you can, just put them on the interview list."
"I am not your boss, Countess. You can give up this task if you don't want to." Natasha Romanov said lightly. She roughly browsed through the information provided by Countess Katarina Karkov.
The list, and what those on the list had said, handed the piece of paper back, "No one forced you to work, did they?"
Countess Katarina Karkov looked very ugly. "You know how intelligence work is done, so you'd better reveal some information to me. I saw the heavy landing craft parked in the port for a long time, and everyone wanted to
Know if this means the Emperor's next move."
"Moon, that's all I know, ma'am."
Natasha Romanov turned to look at the furnishings in the room. As one of the few people who also had a luxurious private room on the space station, she did not appreciate the decoration style and furnishings of Countess Katarina Karkov, but
The latter seems to be very keen on letting others visit her room, and uses pointless waste of load, waste of electricity, waste of water, and waste of food to show her status. Nobles always have ways to make themselves stand out, so Ka
Countess Talina Karkov's academic salons were often held here.
"The Moon? Does He plan to colonize the Moon?" Countess Katarina Karkov pretended to look left and right. After arriving at the space station, she basically gave up her casual clothes. The custom-made dresses were transported from the earth and neatly dressed.
Placed in her dressing room. As long as she is in public, she always wears a close-fitting evening dress and shows off. "I heard this from those weirdos. They claim that they are now fully capable of colonizing the moon, establishing colonial bases there and
Mining base.”
"Maybe." Natasha Romanoff carelessly fiddled with the Newton's pendulum on the desk she had never used before. "In the next period of time, the flow of personnel on the space station will be very frequent, even more frequent than in the past.
Every resource mobilization means something big will happen, and this resource mobilization far exceeds the recent earthquake in the Peruvian rainforest."
"I smell a conspiracy," said Countess Katarina Karkov. "You want to have additional information."
"There are conspiracies here all the time, countess. Your master is mysterious, and my intelligence is limited."
"I'm curious who your master is, spy."
"I am free, and this job is my responsibility."
"We all have masters, no one is free."
Natasha Romanoff tilted her head curiously, her red hair tied into a bun and tied tightly behind her head. She was used to the attire of a professional woman, and sometimes she was caught by the holographic projection of the early morning in a winery in the French countryside.
When the image wakes her up, for a moment she will think that she is an ordinary office worker.
"I have read your information. He took away your power, your wealth, your freedom and even your dignity. Now you have to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy from his throne. You should hate him to the bone.
Right. Or do you suffer from Stockholm Syndrome? I saw Nicole Kidman's appearance in the opening of "Eyes Wide Shut", and you look no different from that now. That's why you wear a close-fitting evening dress every day, but underneath
Wear nothing?”
Countess Katarina Karkov glanced at her, with a wicked smile on her lips.
"Why are you here, spy? You don't need to tell me the details. I can guess that the top-floor guest room with the observatory belongs to you. I can guess His trust in you, and I can also guess what you paid for it.
This trust was given to men in ancient times. Men in ancient times had two swords, one for killing enemies and the other for conquering women. If women wanted to gain power, they could only rely on the latter sword of men, but those men
But they didn’t realize that the sword loses its deterrent effect when it is sheathed. It is women who conquer men, not men who conquer women.” The Countess vowed to reveal her philosophy, “But you failed, Natasha Romano
Husband, you have paid so much but still know so little, and instead allowed that Asgardian to gain power. Is it because you haven’t performed tasks for so long that you have forgotten your old tricks, or are you too hypocritical and reserved to offend him?
happy?"
"Are you going to laugh when your skull smashes on the table?"
Countess Katarina Karkov chuckled.
"God, you should know that I am the most powerful female swordsman in Europe, right?" She stood up gracefully and looked at Natasha Romanov. She pointed to a shield hanging on the wall with Kalko painted on it.
The husband's family emblem, but the two crossed swords on the pattern are real. "I never cooperate with idiots who can't see themselves clearly, Natasha Romanoff, that Asgardian woman is smarter than you
Much more. She made a wish while our master was still human, and now the wish is coming true, and you never knew what you wanted. Maybe I have the ability to teach a disloyal little pet a lesson so that future generations can
How about taking that opportunity into your own hands? You choose the weapon first?"
"I have made a wish." Natasha Romanov was not so easy to take the bait. In fact, she felt a little pity for Countess Katarina Karkov. She had tried her best to accumulate her own influence since she was young, and was in various places.
The forces moved around and made connections, and when they finally touched the throne of Sikaria, they were overthrown by a more powerful opponent with unstoppable violence. Anyone may fall into extremes. "I'm going to work, madam.
If you can, please keep your clothes on in your room, even if no one is visiting."