Chapter 11 The Second

"Spell?"

"Resonate with the elements?"

"Phil, are you really kidding?"

In the blink of an eye, the weekend came, and in the meeting room on the 22nd floor of the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters building, more than a dozen agents were casually sitting on chairs with their legs crossed.After Coulson finished his opening remarks on the podium, the conference room, which was sealed and guarded, was in an uproar.

The people sitting here are all elite agents that Nick Fury considers the most trustworthy and reliable. They received a phone call and rushed back to the headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D. T. Barton was among them.

This middle-aged handsome guy with short blond hair and a cold face leaned on a row of seats with his arms spread out. He had a pair of sharp eyes, but now these eyes were full of doubts.He turned his head and saw the "Black Widow" Natasha Romanov who also looked surprised.

"Natasha, do you think Phil is talking nonsense?"

The red-haired female agent smiled indifferently, "Phil never lies, but I also find this kind of thing incredible."

Hawkeye nodded, "I think so too. But if Phil can't come up with more convincing evidence, then today's lesson won't make any sense... eh?"

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw flames burst out of Phil Coulson's hand, and with a "whoosh", it even set a few strands of his hair on fire.

There was an uproar!
Coulson frantically extinguished the flames in his hair, and said with an embarrassed self-deprecating expression: "Sorry, my control over the elements is still very shallow, so... now you have all seen that spells do exist, even if you think This is just a legend, but it is right in front of everyone!"

No one in the audience answered, and they were all in shock—even more shocking than Coulson and Simmons were in the Mulgore Hotel a few nights ago.

The reason is simple, Phil Coulson is very popular in S.H.I.E.L.D., and these people are very familiar with him.For a colleague who knows everything and gets along day and night, suddenly one day the flame magic is shown, which shocks the people around him even more.

Coulson took a deep breath, trying to soften the flame element as much as possible, forming a small fireball in the palm of his hand, holding it flat like this, and interrupted the discussion in the audience, "In a very short time For a long time, like everyone else, I did not believe in the real existence of supernatural phenomena such as magic, sorcery, witchcraft, etc., until three days ago, I personally felt this incredible truth."

"Spells are not the product of magic and imagination, but actual natural rules! As long as certain innate conditions are met, we can experience it and master it through systematic learning..."

As soon as this sentence was said, the atmosphere in the audience immediately exploded.

"Rules? Can learn?"

Coulson did not stop the agents from discussing, he nodded: "As you heard, yes!"

Someone yelled, "Phil, what kind of test do we need to have what you call...'talent'?"

Coulson folded his right hand to extinguish the fireball, and replied with a smile, "That's the purpose of today's lesson."

The cadenced voice echoed in the conference room, and everyone seemed to be possessed, with their eyes closed, trying to find the vast and unpredictable unknown world.

"Hawkeye" Clint was the first to give up. He opened his eyes with a wry smile, looked at Coulson's concerned eyes, shook his head and said, "Phil, I can't do it... I don't know if I am like this talent, but as long as I close my eyes, the past experience is always in my mind, which makes me unable to calm down at all.”

"Me too..." Natasha also opened her eyes and shook her head regretfully.

More and more elite agents gave up meditation in disappointment. They looked at each other and shook their heads, discussing in low voices, somewhat regretting their performance.

Coulson sighed softly, recalling the advice that Cows had given him, and whispered to himself: "Yes, I understand! The path to the truth is always lonely, but even if there is one..."

"Peng" an inaudible voice sounded from the corner.Although the voice was extremely weak, in front of this group of elites who were at least level [-] agents, this abnormal voice that should not exist in this conference room quickly attracted their attention.

Almost everyone turned their heads reflexively, and looked at the female agent sitting in the corner with surprise.

It was a glamorous beauty with short black hair and a proud figure. Her face was firm and heroic. Even though most of the people were sitting there lazily, she still sat upright meticulously.

And in the palm of her hand, a small blue flame rose up.It seems that it will go out in the next second, but it is still swaying stubbornly, exuding bursts of cold air.

"Maria Hill?"

Coulson couldn't help being overjoyed. When he saw the blue flame clearly, his expression became a little strange. He hurried to her side and said softly, "Maria, congratulations! The water element answered your call, You don’t need to deliberately maintain the shape of the flame, water has no fixed form, why don’t you imagine it as...a ball of water?”

"Let me try..." Hill swallowed hard, staring at the water element in his hand, trying his best to change its shape.But it was just the opposite. Not only did the blue flame not change, but it went out with a "poof", and the blue cloud quickly dissipated in the air.

Maria Hill showed a disappointed expression, but Coulson was extremely excited, and most of the surrounding agents also looked envious.

So far, the course has successfully achieved the two expected goals: let these elites of S.H.I.E.L.D. experience the existence of the mysterious side, and the emergence of a second elementalist!
And the appearance of the second person who meets the talent needs made Coulson even more ecstatic.If he is an inheritor who is proficient in Chinese culture, he will definitely say the famous saying that has been passed down through the ages: "My way is not alone!"

Among the crowd congratulating Maria Hill, there were a few people who looked at each other and nodded slightly.After Coulson announced the end, they all stood up and left the conference room quickly.

About half an hour later, one of them appeared in front of the office of Alexander Pierce, the former director of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the only one with tenth-level agent authority, and knocked on the door.

"Brock Rumlow, I think you should be in California by this time!"

The white-haired and straight Pierce didn't get up, but motioned for Rumlow to close the office door, twirling a signature pen between his fingers, and asked playfully, "Did Nick call you back? What's important?" What's the matter?"

"Yes!" Rumlow turned pale, "Mr. Pierce, I have important information to report!"

"I think you need to check the monitoring in the meeting room on the 22nd floor now!"

(End of this chapter)

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