Several other people discussed in low voices with the person in the middle, and soon reached a consensus. In the empty theater, the old man spoke again.
"So Leo, are you willing to share our gift? Do you have such foresight? In order to avoid a terrible future?"
Leo gradually calmed down a little, and he spread his hands: "But who knows what will happen in the future?"
"With great science."
"With the mathematics of silence."
"With silent truth."
"With the art of concealment."
"With mysterious magic."
One of the five people on the stage answered a sentence, as if they were connected with each other, and the final summary was still made by the person in the center: "Every question has an answer, every equation must have a solution, this is the world."
Leo sighed slowly. He looked at his translucent hands and saw stars moving in the dark night sky.
"Then what can I do?"
The man in the center looked directly into his eyes and said in a very serious tone: "The world needs you to step forward at critical moments, Leonid."
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Seeing him, he still didn't quite understand. The old man in red added: "We promote mankind, we protect mankind, we are security officers, we are protectors, and we are the Holy Shield!"
Leonid turned his head and looked at Howard and Howard in the audience. The man with the mustache nodded and extended his thumb.
He thought for a while, then raised his head and looked at the high platform again: "Okay, I can join you. If it is for the world, of course I can stand up, then what should I call you? Should I call you according to ancient customs?
Grandmaster?"
The leader of the old man smiled, not a hearty laugh, but still very friendly.
"I am Isaac Newton. In the past, some people called me Sir, and some people called me Master, but you don't have to, you can call me brother. We are the Brotherhood of the Shield!"
Everyone stood up and applauded to welcome a young new member, with a smile on everyone's face.
Leo waved his hands a little sheepishly, as a greeting to everyone. The heroes who protect the earth are so great. He is very honored to be with them.
At the same time, on the other side of the distant earth, Su Ming was making preparations.
He was no longer in New York. Instead, he teleported to Karma Taj first, and then flew to the Imperial Capital. Through their friendship back then, he quickly met the person he wanted to see.
"This morning I was talking about why there were magpies chirping. I heard an old friend came to visit me just now. It turned out to be Mr. Wilson. We missed each other so much after seeing each other back then, but when we saw each other today, he was still as charming as ever, hahaha."
A man in a suit with narrow eyes and a smile welcomed Su Ming into the office.
The office is located underground, and its interior lights are white, making the two people's dark shadows huddle together in front of the door.
The furniture and furnishings inside were all old styles that Su Ming had only seen in war movies, such as a cloth sofa covered with a white sofa towel, an old-fashioned rotary phone, and a white porcelain teacup on the table.
He quite likes these old objects, but let's forget about the magpie. Where did the magpie come from in this underground three-defense fortification?
"please."
"please."
Su Ming, wearing a luxurious suit, walked into the office with a smile, sat on the sofa and crossed his legs.
"The same goes for Mr. Zheng. He is still as majestic and heroic as before, and his spirit is still the same as before."
"Haha, how can I compare to your handsomeness and strong body?" Mi Miyan also sat down, not at the desk, but next to Su Ming: "Here, let's serve tea.
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"Hey, it's okay. You are now a big leader. It's a rising period for you to develop your ambitions." Su Ming politely took out a cigar and handed it to Zheng Xian.
"Hey, what a big leader, just the office director, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning, haha." Zheng Xian still smiled, took the cigar, and took out a dagger from his suit to sharpen it.
: “I wonder where Mr. Wilson makes his fortune nowadays?”
"Oh, I just make a living. I just took over Karma Taj a few days ago, and now I am the supreme mage. I am really ashamed." Su Ming shook his head with shame, as if he was too embarrassed to see anyone.
Zheng Xian, who was lighting the cigar, choked, what the hell?
Why do you feel like you haven't collected information about the magic world for just a few days, and the magic world has changed?
When the Japs wanted to land, Mr. Wilson had provided money and food, and he could be considered an international friend.
When they met for the first time, when Zheng Xian faced the death knell, he felt like he was facing a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and he couldn't see through it at all, so he declined Su Ming's request to stay and kill the Japanese together.
Facts have proved that the Japanese have no ability to land at all, and have gone to Southeast Asia to harm the American colonies. But today, the man who was once considered a super soldier has actually turned into a sorcerer?
The world is so crazy.
Zheng Xian was not sure of the other party's purpose. He originally thought that the other party was planning to use his love back then to do some business in China.
But now, are they here on behalf of Kamal Taj? That question is not on the same level.
“Great tea.”
In order to delay his thinking, he shouted again to the life secretary outside.
"Hey, it doesn't have to be too good. Just drink the leaves of the Dahongpao mother tree in Wuyi Mountain." Su Ming added with a smile and helped Zheng Xian light his cigarette very politely.
Zheng Xian coughed even more violently, as if his lungs were about to fall out, and he drank casually. Didn't he drink to the top in one go?
Even if he is the top leader of the 'relevant department', he can't drink that.
"Sit down for a moment and I'll go out and help you find some tea."
Zheng Xian's eyes are just a slit, you can't see what he is thinking at all, and this man is very thoughtful and always smiling.
Su Ming probably guessed that he didn't go out to find some tea. After all, that was what his subordinates could do.
This old boy must have gone out to call Kunlun. The phone line of Kama Taj cannot be connected now. Construction in the snowy mountains is difficult and it will take a few years.
However, Kunlun has a large number of people and great power, so warriors have more frequent contact with ordinary society, so it is naturally easier to get in touch with them.
After a while, Zheng Xian came back. He borrowed tea leaves from nowhere and asked his men to brew it.
"You really found me? Then I'm here today. Thank you, Director Zheng."
"Don't say that, we are all one family. Although Kamal Taj has no contact with our government, our friendship in the magic world has a long history."
Zheng Xian seemed to have confirmed Su Ming's identity, and now he actually raised the chat to a diplomatic level?
There is not a single sorcerer among the secret forces of the Celestial Dynasty. This is not without reason. The main reason is that Zheng Xian's rules are too big.
Everyone knows that the cause of the future civil war in the Avengers will be the civil war between the registration faction and the anti-registration faction.
In China, there was only one way to register. Ever since Zheng Xian took over the Holy Spear from Zhang Heng in the Ming Dynasty, everyone had to register.
Not only your real name, age and gender, height and weight, blood type and hair color, but also your place of origin, information about your eight generations of relatives, your own learning experience, the role of your superpowers, and your own weaknesses and shortcomings.
All these must be registered and saved in the database so that Zheng Xianneng can check them at any time. Even if he wants to change his code name, he must first write a written application.