"Wake up, it's dawn!" Zhan Liu rolled his eyes at the black braised egg, "What are you dreaming about?"

"You want the Supreme Mage to take action on such a trivial matter?"

"This is as nonsense as going to the president to express condolences after a sheep dies in your family!"

Nick shouted excitedly: "This is no small matter! Hundreds of thousands of people died this time!"

"Okay, stop pretending in front of me! Do you sound like you care about human life?" Zhan Liu slowly ate his steak and drank red wine.

"Those who drowned in the flood must be poor people, right? The big shots all live on the flat floor."

Nick looked at him intently for a while and saw that he looked calm and was eating and drinking. Knowing that he could not be frightened, he stopped acting and changed his behavior.

He directly reached for the red wine bottle and poured himself a glass.

"Romanee-Conti, you are really classy!" He looked at the label on the bottle.

"Why don't you make yourself more comfortable by spending the money of a big dog?" Zhan Liu raised his glass to him.

Nick raised his glass and clinked it with him, took a sip of wine, and said with a smile: "Not all big shots like to live on the flat floor, there are many who like to live in villas, and some have their own manor in the suburbs.

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"Which unlucky guy died?"

"The death of a certain big shot in Washington was an accident, and everyone involved was completely unprepared. It can be said that as long as he can be resurrected, those people are willing to pay any price." Nick said meaningfully.

"Really?" Zhan Liu said casually: "Then if Mephisto were here, wouldn't he make a lot of money?"

"Mephisto? Is that the name of the Supreme Mage?" Nick asked tentatively.

Zhan Liu glanced at him. He was most annoyed by these old bastards who always go round and round about everything. Obviously he only needed to ask, "What's the name of the Supreme Mage?", but he didn't.

It takes a few detours.

"No, that is a big devil, what you call the devil in hell, and he is a devil king." Zhan Liu did not cooperate with him. Since you don't ask, then I will ignore you.

"Devil? Is there really a hell in this world?" Nick looked like a curious baby.

"Aren't you the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.? You're in charge of this. Why are you asking these low-level questions? Don't say you haven't come into contact with these things."

Nick raised his glass and drank again.

Sure enough, it is really convenient to discuss things at the wine table. When encountering embarrassing situations, just drink.

Putting down the glass of wine, Nick changed his face again. This guy talks about people and ghosts. He is worthy of being the king of secret agents.

"Mr. Zhan, I see that you have a straightforward personality, so I just got straight to the point. Is it convenient for you to talk to the Supreme Mage and ask him to help resurrect a few people?"

"It's inconvenient." Zhan Liu refused without even thinking.

"I know that the cost of resurrecting people must be high. Please help me seek the advice of the Supreme Mage. We can provide whatever he needs."

Nick still refused to give up and continued to lobby.

"Of course, no matter what the Master Supreme decides in the end, SHIELD will remember this favor and express its gratitude to you, Mr. Zhan, and will certainly give you a generous gift."

"She doesn't have any needs." Zhan Liu refused without raising his head.

"Uh... Mr. Zhan just needs to pass a message through the middle. Even if he is rejected, I don't have any objection. After all, I am just a middleman who receives money to pass on the message."

"No need to send a message, she doesn't need anything, and she won't agree to such a thing."

"Can I take the liberty to ask, why is Mr. Zhan unwilling to pass the message in the middle? After all, it only requires a phone call, and Mr. Zhan has nothing to lose."

Zhan Liu put down his chopsticks, picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth, and asked:

"Nick, would you call your botanist friend because an onion died in your backyard and ask him if he would fly over from China to revive that onion?"

"Still a big shot? Who are they?"

"If I do this, I will be laughed to death by that bald man, and I will be laughed at for the rest of my life... Oh, the bald man I am talking about is not you, I am talking about another bald man. The Supreme Mage is also a bald man, you will

They have a common language.”

Zhan Liu made it clear that he was pointing at the monk and scolding the bald man, but Nick could only accept it and pretended not to understand.

Moreover, he really didn't understand the "bald man" in Chapter 6, because he didn't know that the Supreme Master was a monk, and the Chinese pronunciation of "he" and "she" were indistinguishable, and Nick didn't know that the Supreme Master was actually a woman.

Nick shook his head regretfully, got up and left.

After leaving the hotel and getting on the helicopter on the roof, Nick had a gloomy face and was in a very bad mood.

The information he just gleaned from Zhan Liu made him feel very heavy.

The death of a few so-called "big shots" was not worth his trip here at all. His purpose from the beginning was very clear, and he came here to target Zhan Liu and the Supreme Master.

Of course he knew that it was impossible for the Supreme Mage to perform any kind of resurrection technique for the so-called "big men", otherwise the ancient emperors would have died for no reason.

Originally, I wanted to bring the relationship closer between the two parties through some small requests. Friendship, as a thing, evolved from helping each other from childhood to adulthood.

To put it bluntly, there is nothing difficult about this matter, and you can get favors and generous rewards, so why not do it?

But the result was very bad. He was rejected without even thinking or hesitating.

This shows that this is almost Zhan Liu's most instinctive idea. It has nothing to do with the amount of interests. It is rejection from the heart.

From Zhan Liu's words, he could easily piece together the image of the Supreme Mage.

He is aloof and considers himself to be a superior being. He regards human beings as lambs and human lives as grass and grass. He lives in the deep mountains and old forests, far away from the mundane world, does not eat the fireworks of the world, and pursues the mystery of magic wholeheartedly.

It is very likely that they are still old-fashioned, old-fashioned, stubborn, unreliable, and reject modern technology. They do not watch TV, do not use mobile phones, and do not even know what the Internet is.

If you go one step further, you are likely to have a bald head, a big beard, wearing complicated ancient palace clothes that are difficult to put on and take off, walking in a square step, sitting strictly according to class when eating, not talking loudly, and having to wake up every day.

Thinking of having to deal with such an old guy gave him a headache.

But for the sake of the safety of the earth, we must try to contact people no matter how difficult they are to deal with.

As long as you are a human being, you must have flaws, collect information, and then do whatever you want.

As the king of secret agents, Nick doesn't trust anyone.

He didn't completely believe Carroll's words, but the alien battleship hidden in outer space faithfully recorded the entire process of the battle between Zhanliu and the two, as well as the subsequent explosion of the earth and its reshaping by going back in time.

But Gu Yi didn't know what kind of magic he used. In the video, other people's faces were clearly identifiable, but Gu Yi's position was an indescribable mess.

With these "evidences", Nick truly believes that magic can really turn back time.

As long as the Master Supreme can be brought into SHIELD, SHIELD's power will be greatly increased, especially if there are more opportunities for fault tolerance.

After failure, just go back in time and try again.

After returning to S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick gave orders to field agents and began to collect all books and items related to magic.


Chapter completed!