What's more, once this kind of black-box technology is born, it will inevitably backfire on the existing technological level. Countless researchers will spend a lot of time to make up for the lessons that have been missed. Only step-by-step research and development like Tony Stark's
Technology is what mankind needs.
"Since you think the current research methods are unsafe, can you provide safe methods?" Nick Fury asked, "And I also want to hear what trouble you encountered. Don't mind, maybe I can help.
busy."
"Hasn't Eric Schavig been invited by you? Then let him study it carefully. I went to your base to have a look, and quickly turn off the particle accelerator, otherwise I will wait for you to blast the continent into the sky.
"The Mystic Mage sat on the sofa and took the hot black tea from the Witch with a smile. Adding sugar but not milk has become the family's custom for drinking tea. The Witch didn't mind trying Salomon's taste, Joan of Arc's breakfast choice.
It's milk - she is a primary school teacher and also has weekends off.
Bayonetta leaned against Salomon very naturally, making Jeanne's eyes warm.
"As for the trouble, it was all caused by you. Remember the extra-dimensional bacteria I showed you? It was just a small trouble, but everyone in that base had more than one parasite on their heads." Salomon drank.
Hot Tea, "Please pay attention to the psychological problems of your employees. I can't guarantee that there won't be super-dimensional bacteria that can cause bipolar disorder."
"Any more?"
Salomon heard the sound of the pen scratching the paper, presumably Nick Fury was writing this suggestion down on the paper.
"The rest is the scope of Kama Taj's work. The number of demons and angels hunting souls in the spiritual world (the etheric plane) is also increasing day by day. You don't even know how many we have encountered in the shallow etheric plane. This is all your fault.
Head, Nick Fury."
"I?"
"Yes, it was caused by your experiment. Well, no need to defend, who asked the Supreme Mage to allow you to do this? Do you still think you can escape the Supreme Master's plan?" Salomon took a sip.
Tea, sighed, "There's one more thing - about Natasha Romanoff."
Bayonetta suddenly sat up straight, and a short black leather whip appeared inexplicably in her hand. The end of the whip was not a long and thin piece of leather, but a square piece of hard leather about three fingers wide. Joan of Arc was suddenly excited.
When she got up, a similar whip appeared in her hand. Salomon didn't know what the quirks of the witch clan were about, but what he was talking about now was serious matters.
He waved his hand and said, "I can probably guess what Agent Romanov wants. Don't worry, it's not something that will affect security."
"Why didn't I know?" Nick Fury asked, "Are you hiding something from me?"
"This kind of topic is obviously easier to talk about with non-intelligence personnel. I think Agent Romanov is not a person who would expose his inner weaknesses." Salomon said, "It seems that Agent Romanov has a certain degree of trust in me.
But she is yours, so only you can decide whether to leave this matter to me."
The director of S.H.I.E.L.D. was silent for a while. At the same time, the two witches stared directly at the mystic. Salomon blinked, trying to show his innocence. Bayonetta was very patient.
She motioned to Joan to put down the whip first and let Salomon finish speaking.
"She... you must ensure that you do not violate the following matters in this matter.
First, we must not endanger the security of governments around the world;
Second, the life safety of any ordinary person must not be endangered;
third,……"
After some debate, Nick Fury and Salomon made an agreement. After he hung up the phone, he still had to face the Witch's questioning. "I said, I respect Ms. Romanoff very much.
Salomon sighed, "She has the courage to sacrifice for her companions. This is the greatest human emotion, so I want to help her."
"What help?" Bayonetta asked.
"Let her have a child."
"Boya is such a bad boy!" Bayonetta took out her pistol without hesitation.