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Chapter 94 The Little Experts Get Rich

 Natasha rushed into the psychological clinic in a hurry. While talking on the phone quickly, she said to Schiller: "Give me 30 reports... No, no, no, I want 50, 50 reports of psychological diagnosis certificates."

Schiller was writing something on the bar. He didn't even raise his head. He just rolled his eyelids and said, "What disease do you want?"

"Post-War Stress Traumatic Disorder, or what? I forgot, it's the disease you get after a war. It costs 50 copies."

"It's too late to write it by hand. We can only generate an electronic report form. Where is the personnel list?"

Natasha picked up the other mobile phone in her hand and said: "Send the personnel list to my mobile phone immediately. Forget it, I will give you an address directly and you can fax it over..."

On the other side, Peter came out with a stack of paper and said: "Doctor, I can't understand this reimbursement application form. Not to mention that the monster didn't hit us, even if it hit us, even the dishwashing sponge would be lost.

Report it, isn’t this a bit..."

On the other side, Dr. Connors was also on the phone. He said: "Yes, the research and development cost of that healing potion is very expensive, because... because the materials used are expensive, just tell them that, they don't understand anyway."

"There are at least dozens of rare elements used here. What are they? You can go to the periodic table and look up it yourself. Whichever one is more expensive will be..."

Stark handed a piece of paper to Natasha and said: "This is the electricity usage report of Stark Tower. Connors and Peter conducted an experiment for 1 hour and 43 minutes in my high-end laboratory. On average, every

The minute electricity bill, 56,000 US dollars, and the wear and tear of the equipment, oh, yes, because Peter used too much force, he also scrapped an equipment worth more than 1 million US dollars, all are included in the wear and tear..."

Natasha took the piece of paper without even looking at it. She picked up another phone call and said: "Count the casualties? What do you think is an appropriate number of casualties? We have 32 field personnel staying in New York recently, or let them all go."

If he is killed in action, his pension will be calculated as US$500,000 per person..."

"What? Do you want to be more bold? How many agents are there on the entire East Coast? The whole country? Isn't this a bit too exaggerated? Just one monster killed all our agents across the country. Doesn't it make us look too useless?

Already?"

Then she put down the phone and asked Peter: "Do you have any leftovers of that potion?"

"There are two left, but we can make some more if you need them."

"Nick wants to get more of it. You know, the military has created such a dangerous monster, so it makes sense for them to purchase more of this medicine to nip it in the bud, right?"

"How much does he want?" Dr. Connors asked.

Natasha talked to the other end of the phone again, and then said: "Do you have 200?"

Peter squirted out the water in one sip and said: "That serum was modified from lizard serum. There are only 7 tubes in total. Dr. Connors has been doing it for several months..."

"Nick sold them one for 3 million."

Connors immediately put on his clothes and said, "Let's go, Peter."

Then he turned to Natasha and said: "Wait for us, in two days at most, 200 potions will be handed over to you."

When Peter was dragged away, Schiller took the reimbursement application form from his hand and said: "Peter is still too naive, four dishwashing sponges? How long will that last? Let's get 4,000 first."

Pikachu jumped up on the table and said: "Add two cans of peanut butter for me. Oh, no, it's 2,000 cans of peanut butter. That monster is too scary. My peanut butter has suffered heavy losses!"

Schiller wrote and drew, and then said: "Okay, that's almost it. By the way, how many points did you say I could get?"

"You take 20% for each report, and this reimbursement application gives you 30%."

"Wait a minute, are 50 reports enough? I think the battle this time was really too intense. The SHIELD agents went through life and death, and they should have left a lot of sequelae. Please give me 300 reports first. They should all be signed in handwriting and you can give me more.

10%, how about it?"

Steve stood in the middle of the room with his arms folded. He said, "I know the world has changed, and I know I'm old, but it's not like it's changed so much, right?"

"Didn't we take care of that monster in a matter of seconds? With 4,000 dishwashing sponges, did he smash the entire kitchen of a New York restaurant?"

Listening to the ridiculously high number of sacrifices in Natasha's mouth, Steve said: "I know Nick is trying to get more funds, but the military people are not stupid. Can't they see how much they have lost?

?”

"It's not important, Captain." Natasha waved her hand and said, "We are the victims, and there will be as many as the victims say."

Before Steve could refute, Coulson rushed in. He dragged Steve to the sofa with a pen and paper, and then began to interview him.

"What is this for? Why do you want to interview me?"

"That way you don't have to write a battle report, Captain Steve."

"Oh well……"

"How was the process of defeating this monster? Was it going well?"

"Ah, although there were some twists and turns, overall it went smoothly."

"Can you tell me more about the twists and turns?"

"This monster is a bit powerful. When I first started fighting, the shield attack didn't have a very good effect, so I immediately changed my tactics..."

Coulson wrote on the paper: "The red iguana is extremely powerful, far beyond what Captain America can estimate. His use of the shield to attack the monster had no effect. The early battles were extremely difficult, and he almost survived.

"

"Of course, it turned out to be okay in the end. Although he was powerful, he had no brains and seemed very irritable. Such an opponent was relatively easy to deal with..."

Coulson wrote on the paper: "The red iguana is extremely violent, and the power of anger makes him more powerful. The captain is almost retreating, and the monster always has the upper hand."

"Of course, I have to admit that the explosion of Little Stark's mecha played some role..."

Coulson continued to write as fast as he could: "Iron Man used his mecha that cost tens of thousands of dollars to carry out a heroic and completely unrecoverable self-destruction, finally making the monster take two steps back. According to Captain America's dictation, there were at least 20 waves of explosions.

, each wave of five mechas surrounded and exploded, and finally the monster was brought down."

After Steve finished speaking, he stared at Coulson and said, "Can you let me see it?"

Coulson quickly put away the notebook, then stood up and shook Steve's hand sincerely: "Captain, you are a fighting hero! Always have been!"

On the other side, Schiller put down the phone and said: "Thank me, there is still a place in the Presbyterian Hospital. Who do you want them to stay at?"

"Which one of them do you think is most likely to be injured?"

"Then Stark. After all, he controlled the mecha and blew himself up. It is normal for him to be scratched by shrapnel. I will call the dean later and ask him to organize an expert consultation. The reimbursement form for the consultation fee will be sent later.

I will send it to you, as for the hospitalization expenses..."

Natasha said: "The old rules are: the most advanced ward, the most advanced care. By the way, do you know any more powerful doctors? Let him accompany you throughout the whole process, and we will pay him a consultation fee by the hour."

"Coincidentally, I know a pretty good neurosurgeon. Of course, he only has one drawback, which is that his charges are relatively expensive. Oh, no, now this should be an advantage..."

At night, Coulson came in, followed by Natasha and two other agents, carrying a stack of reports.

Schiller rubbed his hands and said, "Let me see, this should be our result today, how about Nick?"

"Director Nick scolded everyone present. The generals couldn't even find a chance to interrupt. He scolded the military from top to bottom, from their unauthorized use of military funds to develop dangerous biological weapons to their disregard of safety protocols.

, privately expanding the weapons arsenal, all scolded."

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"He cursed for at least six hours, not a single word was repeated, and his voice was almost engraved on the walls of the congressional conference room..."

"Then the military didn't talk back?"

Natasha put one hand on the documents and put the other on her hips and said: "Why do you think Nick doesn't deal with General Robert? That's because usually only General Robert can talk back. Now that he is dead, the remaining people

They are all wooden piles from the military academy, so they can only be scolded."

Colson shook his head and said: "This time the military has suffered a big loss. The monster they created privately has made such a big noise. Congress cannot sit idly by and ignore it. The director took this opportunity to bite off another piece."

Here comes the meat.”

"The lost alien biological experimental body also gave him a good excuse. Nick insisted that the military had stolen the experimental body from S.H.I.E.L.D. In fact, the congressmen also had doubts about this. After all, S.H.I.E.L.D.

As soon as the bureau's items were lost, the military created a monster. No matter how you look at it, these two things are related."

"Then they wouldn't question S.H.I.E.L.D.'s security measures?"

"Security measures? Since when did SHIELD have something like that?"

"That's just an excuse, right?" Schiller asked: "That symbiote is not actually the one you ran away with...wait, is he?"

Natasha shrugged and said, "Then no one will know. All the staff of the Dangerous Creature Containment Section sacrificed their lives collectively in December last year, and sacrificed again in March this year when funds were tight."

Well, Schiller thought, it no longer matters where the venom comes from. He is now looking forward to what will happen to the venom with Stark as its host?

After a while, Nick's voice rang through the intercom again: "No, the debt is still unfair. You guys should think of a way now and get more."

Natasha and Colson complained together. They had tried every possible solution they could think of, including a few rats dying on the streets and ridiculous reasons to spend money to prevent the plague.

Schiller rolled up his sleeves and said, "I have a good idea, which can at least settle your debt for a year."

Natasha and Colson both looked at him, and Natasha said: "You may not understand, doctor..."

"Actually, I think you can find a way to grant me the qualifications of a legal nursing home, and then regularly send a group of agents who have gone crazy due to work pressure to recuperate."

"Recuperation always requires beds and medicines. Of course, SHIELD agents serve the country so conscientiously, so the standards of wards and beds must not be low, and of course the best medicines must be used."

"Psychological sanatoriums are different from ordinary hospitals. We aim to provide patients with a relaxed and peaceful mood. At the very least, there must be a spa, a gym, and a yoga and meditation lounge."

"Of course, this is just the most basic. If you want to achieve better therapeutic effects, you also need a horse farm, a livestock farm, a golf course..."

"Of course, having these facilities is not enough. Many sports must be performed under the guidance of professionals, such as yoga masters from India, meditators from the Himalayas, world equestrian champions, zoologists, naturalists, and racing drivers.

What."

"I know, I know, it may be a little expensive, but the agents have shed blood and sweat for the country, and they deserve it."

"Of course, the location cannot be too far. I think New York City is good. Although such a large piece of land is indeed very expensive, it is more convenient."

"Of course, considering that New York is not very peaceful, the building standards must be earthquake-proof with level 10 or above. Buildings cannot be designed by ordinary people. They must be world-class architectural art masters. The engineering team cannot be careless. The largest in the United States

What's the name of that construction company? I think their construction quality should be good."

"The ribbon-cutting ceremony after completion is also essential. If a certain gentleman on Capitol Hill is willing to let go, the media can be invited to show his face."

"We are happy to accept all political parties to come here to give condolences speeches. You know, here are real soldiers who have dedicated themselves to the country. If you want to get their support, you can't make less donations, right?"

"Of course, if the donation is large, we can also give him the position of honorary dean. You know, I don't mind..."

After Schiller finished speaking, Nick Fury yelled from the walkie-talkie on Colson's waist: "Colson! Let him appear in my office within ten minutes!! Immediately! Immediately!!"


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