Salomon was holding the pen with a look of displeasure on his face. There was a small wooden folding desk on his knees. There were several thick textbooks next to his seat. The bright light shone from above his head, making him
He could read the words in the exercise book clearly, and he had a pair of wired headphones plugged into his ears. This is what an ordinary high school student looks like. Except for a seat belt on his chair, everything else is extremely normal.
Normal, extremely ordinary.
Suddenly, the small desk on his chair shook violently, and the black gel pen drew a long line on the paper. Ink marks flew out of the paper, just like the ugly scars on the page, which seemed to be broken the next moment.
Black, sticky blood will slowly flow out from this chasm. Salomon's facial muscles twitched unnaturally due to anger. He bent down, slowly groped with his fingers on the metal floor, and picked up the pen cap on the ground.
He stood up. "My patience has run out." He capped the gel pen, neatly stacked the textbooks and exercise books on the small desk, and finally took off the earphones, and the earphone cords were neatly rolled into a bundle.
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"When can we arrive? Natasha. That bastard Nick Fury only sent me a meeting point. When will I know the location of the base?"
"He is very busy, and the trouble you have caused for him is quite big. Also, if you change to a more tasteful song, maybe time will pass faster, little boy." Natasha did not look back, but closed the door
The communication system on the Quinjet was changed because the place we were going to next was a top-secret location that not many people knew about within S.H.I.E.L.D. This Quinjet had a stealth system, otherwise it would have been impossible to be selected.
Travel tools.
Natasha rushed directly into the school to pick Salomon out. The scene was exactly the same as countless teenagers in middle school fantasies - a beautiful red-haired female spy wearing a tight leather jacket, driving a luxury car into the campus, accompanied by
He got out of the car in the warm wind and lawn, broke through the silent air of the classroom that was dyed warm red by the setting sun, and freed himself from the inescapable prison of counting the fallen leaves outside the window. Salomon admitted that he was indeed
He had this idea, but when this scene actually happened, he just wanted to cover his face and pretend that he didn't recognize Natasha who broke into the classroom. It was so embarrassing, and he felt that his social relationships were all broken at that moment.
Disappeared. "Little boy." He clearly remembered Natasha leaning against the door frame, putting her sunglasses on her lips, and she said in a hoarse and sexy voice, "Come with me."
Then he lowered his head and packed his schoolbag obediently. He simply didn't dare to recall how embarrassed he was at that moment.
"You are not allowed to slander! This is a beautiful school idol!" Salomon's reaction was extremely fierce.
"I know, I am responsible for investigating you. I know you go to Akihabara, Japan every week for shopping. I know you forged your passport to buy doujinshi that minors cannot buy. I even know you are wearing a T-shirt under your shirt.
The pattern on the shirt is a beautiful animated girl, I know it all..."
"Stop, stop, stop!" Salomon pounded the table. He felt that his heart was broken. This was his biggest secret!
"Aren't boys your age supposed to indulge in sports that can vent their unlimited energy? Why don't you have acne? Is it because you use some magic skin care products?" Natasha smiled and raised her eyebrows, "What's so good about it?
Are you worried because of school issues? I have already asked for leave for you. SHIELD can still do this, in the name of participating in the research and development of high-tech devices. There are many kids like you in SHIELD Academy.
Don’t worry about others finding out.”
"My fencing score is first, I can also play football, and my sports score is also perfect, so..."
"You are normal, I understand. People who have the same hobbies as you say so about yourself." Agent Romanoff mercilessly grabbed the mystic's sore leg and slammed it, "But I think you should learn from others of your age.
What I did, I didn’t expect the atmosphere in British public schools to be so dull.”
Salomon glanced at the tuxedo and white shirt he was wearing, which were his school uniforms. "I don't think there's anything good about high school boys who wear basketball uniforms to class and reek of sweat. If there are women of the same age who think so,
If he is very handsome, I have nothing to say. You can find a lot of such people in American public schools, and people like me are a rare group. Okay, without further ado, how much do you know about the Tahiti Project?"
"Not much. But no one except me knows that Nick Fury arranged for Agent Coulson's resurrection."
"Very well, you will be surprised."
"It is said that key drugs need to be made immediately." Natasha turned around and left the driver's seat. She had already started the autopilot and just needed to wait for arrival at the destination. Before that, she didn't mind talking to Sasha.
Salomon deepened their understanding of each other. "Do you know something?" She sat on the chair next to Salomon. "You act like you know everything."
"In fact, Nick Fury had contact with aliens before the New York incident. The Kree and Skrulls entered the earth at that time. But after that, the Kree left the earth, and the Skrulls
People have also left the earth to find new homes. I didn’t expect that there are Skrulls on the earth who have not left, and Nick Fury actually cooperates with these alien races.”
"You seem to know those aliens very well."
"I know a little bit, but my professional knowledge is to understand magical creatures rather than aliens. I only know a few larger races in the universe, and I don't know much about some weird races. But even so, Skrull
I have heard of the bad reputation of humans. There is a theory about the origin of this race. It is said that the Skrulls are also related to the ancient earth. I don’t know what the truth is. At that time, gods walked on the earth, and everything was unknown.
It could happen."
"You mean, aliens like Thor..."
"Asgard has the blood of gods. It is not unreasonable for Asgard to claim to be gods. But if we really want to explore the theological genealogy, the rulers of the nine realms are not true gods, because gods represent the concept of the universe - time.
, space, death, entropy and other underlying logic, or the origin of a certain kind of power. The Asa God System only possesses a certain kind of power and does not represent a certain rule."
"This is quite an eye-opener for me."
After a period of discussion (popular science) to kill time, the Quinjet finally arrived at its destination. Natasha took Salomon out of the cabin. This is a cliff near the coast, and this base is built on the cliff.
The entrance and exit is a tunnel made of concrete, and the thick steel door is tightly closed.
"Did the drive from Istanbul go smoothly?" Natasha pressed the button marked with the biochemical symbol at the entrance, and the intercom rang. This was a code word, and Nick Fury had already given it to Agent Romanov.
She led Salomon into a dark slope going down. The lighting devices on both sides of the passage were far apart, and they could only barely illuminate the ground under their feet. In this long passage, the heels of the shoes hit the ground in a messy way.
The sound will be bounced back to the wall. If you don't count the sizzling sound of the lighting device, this can be regarded as the only sound in the silent passage. Neither Natasha nor Salomon spoke, and this passage will be unconscious.
The ground suppresses people's desire to speak, and spies and mystics are no exception. Natasha led Salomon into an elevator with only a few buttons, went deep underground, passed through a bulletproof glass door, and arrived at the research room.
Many scientific researchers gathered here, and one of them, an elderly male doctor with light brown skin and white stubble, came over to greet Natasha. "Hello, Agent Romanov." He looked at Salomon, "I have already
I regret taking this mission. Does Director Fury have any other ideas? This is not a technology exhibition for high school students, and minors should not see those things."
"I'm probably just here to keep Agent Coulson fresh." Salomon shrugged, "To put it simply, this project is now under my supervision. Don't worry, I won't change things I don't understand.
I just want to ensure that this plan goes smoothly, because I have some experience in resurrection from the dead."
"You?" The doctor asked Agent Romanoff with his eyes, and Natasha nodded to indicate that Salomon was telling the truth.
"Well, today's high school students are monsters."
"Tell me, is Agent Coulson defrosted now? I hope you didn't put him in the microwave." The Mystic asked Natasha to lead the way and walked behind her.
"Of course we are not so ignorant. He thawed naturally." The doctor and the mystic walked side by side. "This is the seventh operation now. The first six operations have failed. Agent Coulson's vital signs have not been checked yet."
If we can recover, we can only keep repeating the operation. If you need it, you can access the information here at will, including information on all GH series drugs. Before this, the Tahiti Project had only been used on seriously injured agents.
This is the first time that I have come back from the dead. Have you ever been exposed to the GH series of drugs? Or are you involved in the development of the Tahiti Project?"
"No, none of them, but I have come into contact with the raw materials of the GH series. If you think the raw materials are not fresh enough, I can grab them right now. It's no problem if I want a few."