"Sweet morning, huh? You carry breakfast to the witch's bedside, wake her up gently, and move gently——"
"Stop it, Stephanie."
"——You might have a hard time after breakfast, and I will have to wipe your apprentice's butt on the private plane. Bribery is not the most difficult part. The congressman is not only stupid enough but also easy to bribe.
But such people are very prone to scandals. I immediately started cleaning the transaction records after the transaction. After I arrived at the hotel, I even made another transaction with Citibank. Do you know what a night without sleep will do to your skin?
"
Stephanie began to change clothes in front of Salomon. The two sorority androids had already put on pencil skirts or women's suits, ready to follow Stephanie into the White House, "What are you doing in Washington? If you want to find someone
If you want to fight, you can just go to a bar. There will definitely be enough assholes there for you to get your fucking juices flowing without having to feel guilty about attacking the weak. Go get some drugs and fuck them, and leave me alone."
"I brought you a potion, First Honey Flower. It's guaranteed to help you gain energy. It's a thousand times better than those terrible energy drinks, and it can even make you live to be two hundred years old. My dear, can you help us?
Can you pour two glasses of brandy? I think this potion will be easier to swallow if there is a glass of wine." Salomon took the wine glass handed by the android and thanked him, then poured the potion into Stephanie's cup.
in that glass of wine.
After getting dressed, the daughter of Hydra walked over expressionlessly and took the glass of wine from the hands of the mystic who had been waiting for a long time. She did it on purpose. Salomon was sure that she deliberately made him wait so long just for the sake of it.
Punishing him. But Salomon just thought this behavior was cute. "I only came to Washington because I also have to attend a meeting today." He said, "I didn't even know you were coming to Washington until you came to the apartment last night.
.”
She looked at him deeply, a little surprised that she didn't know Salomon's schedule for today. However, she was used to Salomon's method of keeping little secrets, so she had no intention of continuing to explore. As he often said
That way, the right person knows the right thing, and if Salomon thinks she needs to know, he or she will take the initiative to tell her.
"So we want to go back to the Eternal City together?" Stephanie took a sip of the brandy mixed with the potion, and then raised her eyebrows in surprise. She found that the potion and the brandy tasted unexpectedly delicious. I'm afraid this is not a coincidence, in this world
There are not many people who care about the taste of alchemical potions. Considering that there are even fewer people who use alchemical potions to mix drinks, Salomon is one of them. She had heard a lot of complaints about Salomon when she was researching at Kama Taj.
Many of those mystics were used by Salomon to test the taste of potions.
"Wow, it doesn't smell like boogers! I remember that the recovery potion you gave Modo once was smelling like boogers, and he almost exploded when he mentioned it. All in all, I should be able to end the meeting at three in the afternoon, and then
Let’s see if the Saudi Arabian prince is a Skrull. Leave the rest to the assassins and interrogators, our work has been completed.”
"No problem, my meeting will end before one o'clock in the afternoon."
"Wait a minute." Stephanie stopped the mystic who had just opened the door to the guest room. "Your robe is not suitable for meetings at all. Here are your custom-made suits. Put them on and look handsome. Don't embarrass me."
"No need for these, my meeting is held in a bar instead of the White House. There are only drug addicts, drunkards, pedophiles, racists and other bastards... Shit, it seems to be no different from the White House. You are right,
I'd better put on a suit."
Victor von Doom kept sneering to show his disdain for Salomon's choice of clothing, "You came to this bar wearing a custom-made suit. Do you think this is a gathering of politicians?"
"Aren't you also wearing the mask I provided?" The Mystic Mage felt that his olfactory receptors were being surrounded by endless cigarette smoke. Even so, he still smelled the smell of urine under the bar. "And we are going to a
If you steal something in a high-end occasion, your clothes will only be used as a cleaner. Don't worry, I will take care of the problem where you need to spend money, I have an invitation."
"Is this some kind of joke that I don't understand?" Victor von Doom put down his wine glass with a gloomy expression. "We are going to the CIA deputy director's house party, and we only have one chance to find that document. I must
Find out what the Americans did to my motherland, do you understand? I have investigated clearly. That beast took a share of the pie and took away my people’s hard-earned money. I want him to pay the price and hang up the chain of interests.
Everyone on board, even dogs, will not be spared - when my people are starving, those pet dogs are actually devouring snowflake beef. Wait, you won't ask for it like those idiots
He leaves it to American law, right?”
"The law protects the weak, and he is not, not even those dogs."
"Very good, I know you're not stupid. Let's drink the last glass of wine and then get started. Happy cooperation."
"Hmm, no magic allowed. You are a defector, remember?"
"I don't need it." Victor von Doom said coldly. Although Salomon persuaded him to show him the Eternal City, Victor von Doom still needed to confirm that Salomon was
Really wants to pursue this cause. He needs to see that Salomon's Eternal City will really help his country develop, taking resources back from Western politicians and exchanging them for the people, just like the Eternal City in Africa.
Several cities have done this - but unlike the African continent, if such a thing happened in Eastern Europe, it would immediately attract attention. Even if Western propaganda agencies deny it in every possible way and educate the people that racists are ugly, in their eyes
In my mind, Africans, Middle Easterners, Latin Americans and Asians are still "subhumans", and only blond people are human beings.
Any wars taking place in Africa, the Middle East and Asia are just pictures and words on the news, with no real meaning, and even thoughts such as "They are not Christians, this is a punishment for not believing in God" are not uncommon. This is their
What they really think is that they just don't dare to say such words. If they make a mistake, they might be able to take a bath at the Baptist Church, and then they will be as innocent as a newborn baby.
Victor von Doom is one of the few people who can join Salomon in cursing the idiots brought up by Western stupid education. After this, their friendship does not stop there. In fact, about La Salomon
Victor von Doom has discussed Tovinia's future development path with Salomon more than once. "Food, military industry, energy, metallurgy, and banks must be nationalized. Seizing the assets of Western companies will inevitably lead to sanctions.
, Latovinia’s productivity simply cannot bear it. Even the Eternal City cannot feed so many people. Salomon, although your ideals are great, the Eternal City is still too small.”
"What if... what if I have a grain base and a hydroponic farm?" Salomon swallowed the last of his cold beer and said to Victor von Doom with a bit of showoff, "Do you think
Am I not prepared? My scientists have long selected the most suitable genetically modified crops, which have high yields and are resistant to pests, and are very suitable for your people."
"I did not see your food growing base in the Eternal City." The human face mask on Victor von Doom's face faithfully reflects his expression. This was sent to Salomon with a silver carrier pigeon after the visit.
His little gift was technology from SHIELD. "Even if you start building the farm now, it's too late. We'll start building it in an hour!"
Salomon liked to see Victor von Doom racking his brains, but before the future monarch of Latvinia became completely impatient, he still told the answer. "I never said mine.
The farm is on Earth." Salomon said, "My farm is on Mars."