"What action?" Maya Hanson asked curiously. She rarely saw Salomon so concerned about something. In most cases, the secret wizard in her eyes liked to give her work to others, and there was no difference between the bastard tutors who squeezed graduate students in the laboratory. If it weren't for life-saving and the topics provided were interesting enough, Maya Hanson would have smashed the table on Salomon's head.

Salomon pulled away the red medicine and ether particles on the table and pulled out a blank A4 paper from the drawer. This commonly used paper was very small in the Immortal City, because most of the papers ordered by Salomon were expensive parchment and more expensive cattle and sheep fetal calves. As for the little devil skin peeled from the lower plane, others were even more invisible. He held a pen and wrote on the paper in front of Maya Hansen what the man army would do next, and his own work - this was not part of the confidentiality of the contract signed by the druids, and he did not want to make a loud noise before the matter was completed.

After confirming Maya Hansen had finished reading, Salomon destroyed the paper full of plans. "That's what we're going to do next," he said. "But before that, we have to get technical support."

"You mean...the artificial intelligence on the holographic projection desktop?"

"That's right." Salomon pointed to a culture tank that was placed a little further away. The tank was not filled with metal bones for reinforcement, but a large number of electronic devices and wires placed according to the internal organs of the human body. "That is the body prepared for artificial intelligence. As long as it is willing to help me get the greatest benefit from this action, this body will belong to it."

This is a gamble. If the bet is won, the organization Salomon established in the Immortal City can truly operate. If he fails to obtain enough resources from SHIELD, then Salomon will have to rely on the outrageous technological level of the Saint Shield Brotherhood to turn around and fill in a bunch of black boxes of technology bit by bit before he can develop it.

In order to avoid such a bad situation later, Salomon once again awakened the holographic projection desktop and re-determined the transaction with Artificial Intelligence. Artificial Intelligence agreed, but Salomon had to go to a mental hospital first to make sure that its executor would not be harmed.

"I think she's safe." Salomon said in an intermittent tone of artificial intelligence. "She is happily threatening her attending physician. She may really have mental illness! I mean, from your point of view, she seems to be overly obsessed with you... You should look at similar events in human society, which are nothing more than stalking and committing crimes after returning home. You can't guarantee that she won't find your hiding place again."

"What? What did you say? Do you think no one can find your location because every piece of your information has been jumped thousands of times?" Salomon gently tapped the desktop of the holographic projection with his finger. "No secret in the world is absolutely safe. This is the truth in the world. Even if I use a secret contract, I will find the loopholes in the words. Have you forgotten how big your server is? Such a large amount of power consumption and a warehouse with cooling requirements, such transactions will leave traces. I just need to find specific transaction information, let alone I can also use prophetic magic."

The Secret Master said in a half-controversial and half-threatening tone: "So I want to reach another agreement with you - you can continue to carry out the mission given to you by Mr. Finch, but I will purchase some additional servers for you to make your extra brain serve me. I believe you also learn about my original intention through other people's mobile phones, which does not go against your mission."

"Very good, then the deal is done." Salomon turned and walked to the next room. When he walked out, he placed a blaster gun on the holographic projection desktop. "I think you're more useful than that. You are real artificial intelligence." He said, "I have given you the chemical composition of ammunition. You can start optimizing this gun, from 0.5 caliber to 0.75 caliber. Do simulation operations in your server, and this gun needs to be equipped on a large scale. What, you talk about the production line problem-I remember that there are some production lines in the Hammer Group that are auctioning for debt repayment, so we can buy some back."

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"Do you know how much trouble you've caused?"

"Stop, your trick of occupying the moral high ground is useless." Salomon sat in a chair with nonchalant cares, eating chocolate cake. He stared at Director S.H.E.L.D., who was sitting behind the desk. He had called before coming here to talk to Nick Fury, about the intersection of celestial bodies in London, there is still a lot to be dealt with.

"Can't I say it yet? Look at Greenwich University..."

"If it weren't for me, there would be more ordinary people who died. For the next topic, find something new."

"Well, then let's talk about the dark elves running around. Yes, I heard the word from Agent Colson's mouth, and I wonder if they will appear again. Thor walked too fast and I couldn't get Agent Colson to ask clearly."

"Not necessarily." Salomon licked the melted chocolate on his fingers, and then went to get the cake in front of Nick Fury. Nick Fury was unmoved and stared at Salomon in the eyes, as if they were holding a childish competition of "who blinks first and loses". Agent Maria Hill prepared various snacks for his arrival, but the secret wizard believed that these things were actually arranged by Nick Fury, after all, his taste was top secret information.

"Not necessarily? What do you mean?"

"It's very simple, etheric particles." Salomon waved his hand, and an alchemy book about the Sage Stone appeared on the table. But Nick Fury said he had read the book, saying that what he talked about was nothing more than the prototype of modern chemical experiments and puzzles, which were inconspicuous and confusing code words and paintings.

"I want you to read only the description of the Sage Stone." The book on the table automatically turned the page to the position where Salomon wanted. "The etheric particles are the Sage Stone. Even though I seized the soul of the Dark Elf King, no one knows whether he used the etheric particles to arrange his back-ups - for example, copying a battleship with him and the Dark Elf, just like he did in the past. But even if he did this, it would take many years to appear again. We might as well talk about the recent things."

"Recently? Are you talking about the alien creatures in London?"

"Yes, this is what I'm talking about. Some creatures are nothing special, but some creatures are very dangerous to ordinary people."
Chapter completed!