Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 749 A small gift (first update)
The Immortal City grew quietly like a monster that kept making wet panting sounds under the bed in the middle of the night. Natasha Romanov had no idea that the Immortal City had become like this.She originally thought it was an underground organization, an armed group, or a new chaebol, but now she lifted the quilt and found this government department.Victoria Hand's draconian laws met with resistance from Wakanda when they were enacted, but after a robbery by the intelligence service that deliberately allowed local warlords to enter the controlled area, any voices of opposition died down.

Although the act of the Immortal City brought iron and blood order to war-torn areas in Africa-including but not limited to imposing curfews, injecting sterilization in multi-population families, reforming criminals according to different crimes, flogging and shooting, and censoring children Mandatory education, mandatory training of workers, eradication of illiteracy, and infectious diseases—this would be unacceptable to many White Left Madonnas, but Agent Romanov understands that Salomon's methods are the most effective.

There is no place for human rights under the pressure of survival.

What the mystics are doing in Africa is basically doing charity, after all, the goods produced by the local people's handicraft workshops have no market at all.Except for Wakanda digesting a part, Salomon bought everything else with his own money, and there are even handmade products from Africa on Mars.But he is not completely at a loss. After all, before the mining mine is fully built, a large amount of minerals needed for the Mars foundry come from Africa.In addition, there are too many war orphans in the local area, and the work of transporting people to Mars and selecting soldiers almost exhausted an official of the interior department.

"Why don't you conquer the world yet?" she joked in shock, trying to calm herself down.Almost everyone will inevitably develop giant phobia when facing those space battleships, and Natasha is no exception. Even after returning to the real plane, the shadow from the space battleships will not dissipate so easily.She picked up the black tea with sugar again, using hot water to stabilize her mood.

She believes that only one battleship is needed to conquer the earth, and there is no need for Salomon to do so many useless efforts.

"What I want is construction, my dear. It is easier to destroy than to build, but I am not a tyrant." Salomon showed her his current predicament without hesitation, "I am short of manpower. Whether it is to start this ship I lack the manpower for space battleships, for using the armaments I produce to fight on the frontal battlefield, and even for rebuilding the infrastructure. The cloning pod is running at full capacity, and the electronic components that are difficult to replace are dying slowly, but I have to Do this. I must train officers who can command naval battles in outer space, and only professionals can drive these powerful warships to fight in the star sea."

"You're not afraid of me telling other people about this, huh?" Natasha's eyes sparkled, "You trust me?"

"I have always believed in you, Natasha, and I believe that you know the importance of information. Some people may think that I am doing it for personal ambition, but that is not the case. These space battleships are all prepared for the future catastrophe of destroying the world, yes It is prepared for the future of the human race. Soon, we will usher in a tragic war that can destroy all civilizations, and we must do our best to survive."

"Prophecy?" she asked, "Chitauri people? Is this what you announced to the representatives of the Wuchang countries at the headquarters of the Tricurve Wings?"

"I just showed them a part of the future, but no one believed it. That war was the first war the human race faced as a whole, but it was not the last." The agent raised his head and saw in the eyes of the mystic. sorrow.Ordinary people can have his foresight, so no ordinary person can understand his urgency.From the beginning to the end, he never vented this impatience to ordinary people, just like caring for the chicks in the greenhouse, for fear that they would not be able to bear the pressure. "They think that the Chitauri are too far away from the earth, and as long as the Rubik's Cube is taken by the Asgardians, there will be no problems—or, capitulationism prevails. I'm not interested in knowing what they think, because I You don't see them pouring technology and money into outer space exploration. With the Chitauri's orbital strike capabilities, existing human civilization cannot resist, even if it is dragged into a ground battle."

"Isn't that the case? According to Thor and yourself, Asgardians are responsible for the threat of the real plane, and Kama Taj is responsible for the threat of the magical plane. We still have time to develop and catch up with Asgardians. Gardian technology."

"Normally, yes. But Asgard has always been shrouded in the shadow of destruction, and the end of Asgard will come one step earlier than the end of Earth. We are now bathed in the last twilight of the Aesir Protoss , from now on, we have to go out of the earth to have a chance of survival."

"Is the situation so dire? We need to tell Saul..."

Salomon waved his hand and interrupted her.

"They have been preparing for thousands of years. We need to stand up to the suffering. The battle of New York was just a small raid, and the Chitauri were just a small player in that war. We are going to face the Zeta The behind-the-scenes boss of the Rui people. There are countless alien civilizations in the universe, but the leader of the Chitauri people destroyed many, just to satisfy the bloodlust of the creature that has been cursed countless times. Faced with such a disaster, all human beings All must join the war to expel that disgusting alien trash from our galaxy."

Salomon poured a cup of tea for Natasha again, then hugged her into his lap.

The agent leaned against him obediently, as if leaning against a gigantic teddy bear.She heard Salomon's heart beating powerfully, and she felt the warmth.

"Now in this world, I am the only one who owns space battleships and the level of technology that matches them. I must stand up and solve the problem. You also know what will happen if I hand over those technologies to the current human beings—only power armor technology Let those chaebols try their best to deal with Stark, not to mention space battleships and supporting technologies. This kind of hatred comes from uncontrollable fear, and their hatred for me will exceed their hatred for Stark. Will look forward to my death even more. It's human nature, and I don't want to blame them, but I also don't want to personally promote World War III. Before that war, I don't want to waste resources for nothing."

"You know what they're called on Earth? Heroes, dear."

"No, I'm not, Natasha." Salomon shook his head. "Only those men and women who sacrificed their blood for the human race are heroes. I'm just fulfilling the responsibility that I have to fulfill the title I have."

"You always underestimate the price you pay, always." Natasha shook her head, "Is the power armor you gave me also for war?"

"You can't face the enemy with only a tight leather jacket." Salomon laughed, "The power armor specially made for you. Slim but strong, the servo motor is completely silent when running, and equipped with energy wrist blades And a highly maneuverable jetpack, you'll be the most fearsome assassin on the battlefield."

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)