"Ms. Romanov, do you mean that the captain explicitly rejected our call?"
An old white man in his fifties with a slicked back hair stood in front of the window, admiring the prosperous and vibrant night scene on the street outside, and asked without looking back.
As the resident director of the Human League in the huge cyberpunk city on the ninth level of Baator Hell, his status and authority are obviously much higher than those of Black Widow.
To be precise, every action of the People's League here must be approved by him, which is basically equivalent to the colonial governor in the Age of Discovery.
The reason why such a situation occurs is that we were scared of the big crisis caused by the financial stock operators below last time, and we were afraid that a similar situation would happen again.
After all, the intrigues and supernatural powers here are not comparable to those on earth.
Not only do many alien creatures possess various spell-like abilities including telepathy and transformation, but there are also a large number of high-level mages and legendary mages.
In this crisis-ridden environment, if management is not strengthened to isolate all dangers from the outside, it will not take long for the inside to be penetrated into a sieve.
In fact, it has been penetrated very seriously now.
It's just that most of the people who infiltrated were demons loyal to the ninth-level lord Zuo Si and tieflings with purgatory blood.
Through this method of total surrender to its backers, the People's League has successfully avoided being infiltrated or even controlled by other forces.
It's as if you installed the most powerful rogue software in your computer and let it completely control your system. In this way, you naturally don't have to worry about other rogue software.
Because this big gangster will protect you and block out or clean up all the little gangsters.
Of course, this is also a choice made out of desperation.
Although the People's Federation is also investing a lot of resources and costs in cultivating spellcasters at all costs in order to build its own magical power, anyone who understands the magic system knows that this thing relies on the same heritage as culture and history.
Even the fastest-growing magical civilization requires at least hundreds or even thousands of years of precipitation.
So before this, a civilization dominated by technology would be quite vulnerable when facing magical power.
If you can't use your own magical power, you will naturally have no choice but to call in foreign aid.
Currently, those responsible for the magical security of this building are basically agencies affiliated with the Ninth Level Intelligence System disguised as a security company.
Every time members of the People's Federation travel, they will be equipped with at least three to five professional bodyguards.
Of course, these bodyguards are not to ensure the personal safety of the protected person, but to ensure that the person will not be mind-controlled, hinted, or even replaced.
If the situation is critical, they may even choose to kill the protected person directly.
Therefore, the resident person in charge will not leave this building that appears to be a company but actually does the work of the embassy unless necessary.
Looking at the old white man's back, Natasha nodded very simply: "Yes.
Since the end of the last expedition, the captain has publicly expressed his opposition to the Awami League and colonial expansion in various newspapers and magazines.
They even made the massacres and atrocities committed by some troops public, causing a very bad social impact.
Later, S.H.I.E.L.D. directly intervened and banned this information, which made him extremely disappointed with the entire society and even mankind, and then he quit the Avengers.
Since then, he has never contacted anyone.
According to the conclusion drawn by the psychoanalyst, the captain's excessive moral level makes him unable to tolerate the colonial expansion system pursued by the People's Federation today, as well as the massacre and captivity of aliens.
So it's no surprise that this call-up was rejected."
"All right.
It seems that the government and the military made a wrong choice, right?
After all, the most important thing for a soldier is to obey orders unconditionally.
But Steve Rogers is not qualified in this regard.
Because he has too many ideas of his own.
But it doesn't matter.
Anyway, we have a lot of super soldiers like him nowadays."
When he said these words, the old white man's tone revealed the arrogance and arrogance unique to the elite.
In his eyes, the hero who was once put on the altar to symbolize the American spirit and patriotism was actually nothing more than a tool man.
In the past, Captain America's super physique would have given him some privileges.
However, with the popularity of the Astartes Space Marines, his importance has declined again and again, and he has completely become a thorn in the eyes of politicians and large conglomerates.
After all, the huge cake of colonial expansion brought unimaginable huge returns to all social classes.
This is as ridiculous as if someone in the Age of Discovery came forward to accuse various European maritime powers of engaging in slave trade.
Vested interest groups did not directly kill Steve Rogers because of his special status.
Otherwise, if it had been anyone else, he would have been shot eight times in the back and committed suicide.
As a spy, Black Widow certainly understood the thoughts of these politicians and high-level officials, and she forced out a smile and responded: "You are right. Not only do we have enough Astartes Space Marines, but we can also recruit strength here at any time.
A powerful mercenary."
"Well said!
We now have ample soul currency as activity funds.
It doesn't matter whether a Captain America answers the call.
I now authorize you to immediately recruit a group of mercenaries to prepare for the upcoming war.
Remember, set the standard a little higher this time, we only want real masters."
The old white man calmly turned around and picked up a signed authorization document and threw it to the black widow.
The latter took it, glanced at it twice, and quickly asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Why is the commission so high this time? It is almost three times the previous times."
"Because it's money to buy life. The enemy we have to deal with this time is Thanos who holds multiple Infinity Stones. There is a high probability that they will not come back alive safely."
The old white man gave the answer without thinking.
To be precise, in his eyes, the lives of these mercenaries entered the final countdown from the moment they were selected.
Once the war starts, these guys will be thrown in as cannon fodder to test the strength of the enemy.
"I see, I think I understand what you mean. Don't worry, I will get this matter done as soon as possible."
After saying that, Black Widow nodded and turned around and walked out of this highest-security office.
Under the gaze of several lustful men, she quickly walked through the corridor and entered the elevator, wearing a business suit, black socks and high heels, and went straight to her temporary room.
When the door closed with a clanking sound, the ace spy finally took off his smart and capable disguise, showing a tired look. He kicked off his high heels and fell down on the soft and comfortable big bed and let out a long breath.
"Phew - finally we've dealt with it."
From this extremely genuine reaction, it is easy to see that Natasha Romanoff has undoubtedly endured a high-pressure working environment for quite some time.
Whether she was dealing with dangerous mercenaries or scheming with more terrifying devils, she reached the limit of what she could bear physically and mentally.
If possible, she would prefer to put down all work and take a long vacation.
But the problem is that these inhumane bureaucrats are obviously following the principle of using good things to death, and constantly send black widows to perform the most dangerous and troublesome tasks.
Including but not limited to long-term recruitment of mercenaries from Baator Hell, sacrificing color to contact other forces, and even reaching some unknown secret deals.
At the busiest time, there are even four shows in one night.
She couldn't even remember how many "people" she had had sex with in the past few years, how many perverted games she had played that were never taught in the Red Room, and how many times she almost lost her life.
You must know that the reason why Natasha chose to defect was because she felt that joining S.H.I.E.L.D. would provide her with a relatively better working environment and at least allow her to live like a human being.
But who would have thought that after going round and round, he would actually return to his old profession.
Especially after S.H.I.E.L.D. went through a major shakeup, the people she once trusted and knew have all disappeared.
But those in power today do not regard her as a traitor as a human being at all, but regard her as a useful tool, nothing more.
Whenever she calms down, Black Widow can't help but wonder if her original choice was wrong.
After all, since you are destined to sell your body and appearance, why not just stay in the red house?
At least when I work in the Red Room, I still have to deal with humans on Earth.
But now?
Forget about the more humanoid ones like dwarves, gnomes, elves, half-elves, tieflings, and vampires.
Even orcs, half-orcs, hobgoblins, and gnolls are barely within the acceptable range.
To be continued...