foreigner's journey

Chapter 1212 Ghost Ship

Black Widow isn't the type to open up to others easily.

She is willing to help Speedy deal with miscellaneous official duties and all trivial matters, but on the premise that she will not betray S.H.I.E.L.D.

If abandoned by SHIELD, Black Widow would really have no place to stay in this world.

Therefore, she must complete the mission of SHIELD as much as possible without causing too much damage to the interests of Speed ​​Slash. For example, now, she can obviously spy on more confidential information, but she is just a little stubborn and keeps the problem on the surface.

Su Zhan, who was sitting in a large swivel chair, heard Black Widow's question and glanced at her lightly.

Black Widow suddenly felt that even this level of questioning was a bit sensitive. Would it give him a bad impression of her or make him doubt her?
Suzhan stood up and walked slowly to Natasha, looking down at this female spy who was adept at love affairs but had never truly revealed her feelings.

It was not until Natasha blushed when she was stared at that Su Zhan asked softly:
"Are you asking this on your own behalf, or on behalf of SHIELD?"

Black Widow's expression froze for a moment, then she subconsciously revealed a charming smile that she had practiced countless times: "Boss, what are you talking about..."

A warm hand stroked her slightly curly red hair. Su Zhan's tone did not contain any anger of being deceived, but only gentle comfort:
"Hush... don't panic. Whether it's you or Ms. Maria Hill, your employment means that SHIELD is wary of the Hero Association, and I understand that.

And if we really want to figure out who is responsible, it's not your fault. After all, you were just following your superiors' instructions.

So, don't show that fake smile that hides your hesitation and entanglement. This is the boss's order."

The stiff and charming smile on Black Widow's face gradually disappeared. She lowered her head slightly, and after a long time she whispered: "...Yes, Boss."

"I'll give you a day off. Go back and tell Nick Fury that instead of sending a pretty girl to get secrets from me, it would be better for him to sit down and have a good chat with me openly. He should figure out what he wants from the Hero Association."

The tenderness in Speed ​​Slash's tone was only directed at Natasha, who could hear his indifference towards S.H.I.E.L.D. and Nick Fury.

So what? Natasha even had a fantasy in her heart: if she left S.H.I.E.L.D. and worked as an assistant to the boss, would that be the perfect life she had been looking forward to?

Thinking of this, she looked at Su Zhan with seductive eyes: "Boss, things like delivering messages can be done with a mobile phone. I don't want to take a holiday, can you assign me some tasks? I really want to improve."

"Well... since you want to make progress so much, I can't stop your free will. So I'll reward you with a cup of espresso. You can stay up all night to sort out all the invitations and meeting invitations from all walks of life. I want to see them tomorrow morning."

After being sent away by Suzhan without any hesitation, Natasha's resentful look before closing the door almost turned into spider silk that entangled Suzhan.

After the beautiful assistant left, Su Zhan was the only one left in the huge office. He stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back, looking at the night view of the city outside.

Suddenly, a rough voice sounded in the office:
"You are so cruel, brother. You fooled that red-haired girl around. Is the Sharingan illusion really that effective?"

Kaido appeared on the large sofa in the corner of the office at some point, holding a half-bottle of Daiginjo in his hand.

"Unfortunately, I did not use the Sharingan illusion on Natasha. All of this was decided by her own will. I just added a little fuel to the flames."

Su Zhan said without turning his head, his tone cold.

Kaido sneered, raised his neck and gulped down the wine, then wiped his stubbled chin carelessly:
"Whatever you say, how long do we have to wait? Seeing the boss in such a daze, I feel really bad!"

“Be patient, Kaido. Rebecca handed him the Berserker Ring, and everything was going according to plan.

We have successfully captured the attention of superheroes and supervillains around the world, and now it’s [his] turn to appear.”

When Suzan mentioned [him], Kaido's arm holding the bottle stiffened slightly: "...Is it okay?"

"This is a decision Heather must make. We can't do it for him. There is only one thing you and I have to do—"

Suzan turned around, his scarlet Sharingan shining brightly:
"That is to believe in him and support him without reservation, as always."

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In the vast universe, a spaceship is traveling among the stars.

A collection of Earth's hits from the 20s echoed in the spacecraft. Even while sitting in the cockpit, the pilots couldn't help but twist their bodies slightly to the dynamic rhythm of the music.

This is the Miranda spacecraft, the exclusive vehicle of the superhero team 'Guardians of the Galaxy'.

Of course, the members of this group have not yet realized that they have reached the level where they can be called 'superheroes'.

At present, they are just a group of thieves who earn bounties and help others when they see injustice. It would be too difficult for these four "heroes" to immediately raise their level to save the world.

Look at these freaks!
Rocket Raccoon, Groot, Drax the Destroyer, Gamora, daughter of Thanos, and the leader of the Guardians of the Galaxy (self-proclaimed) - Star-Lord Peter Jason Quill.

The reason why such a group of weirdos got together and didn't fall apart and kill each other is simply because they are all funny people deep down.

"Peter, can't you change the playlist? Maybe we can go to your hometown and find some more interesting tapes."

Rocket Raccoon picked up a crunchy fruit that was a specialty of Xandar and threw it into his mouth, making a crunching sound as he chewed it.

"Nope! This tape is my favorite and I can't change it at all." Star-Lord twisted his body to the tune of "Come and Get Your Love" which he had listened to countless times and rejected Rocket's suggestion without hesitation.

"For goodness' sake, think of our ears. Please, Peter!"

Although Gamora also likes the golden song tapes from Earth, she can't stand listening to them every day, so she joins the persuasion:

"Drax, you want to talk about him too?"

"Snoring..." The big guy Drax was leaning on the driver's seat, sleeping soundly.

There was no other choice but Gamora and Rocket could only focus their firepower on Star-Lord, vowing to persuade him to change his playlist.

Star-Lord was annoyed by the noise and could only change the subject abruptly: "Damn it, don't you want to know why we came to this galaxy?"

"Aren't you here to clean up the battlefield debris and reap the benefits?" Rocket's attention was indeed diverted.

"No! We are here to see if anyone survived the previous interstellar firefight and can provide assistance!" Gamora's attention was diverted by the rocket.

"Of course, of course, we'll provide assistance. This doesn't prevent us from getting some deserved rewards for our labor." Star-Lord's own attention was also diverted. He raised his eyebrows at Rocket and rubbed his thumb and index finger together, then the man and the raccoon laughed evilly.

These two idiots... Gamora covered her forehead and shook her head helplessly: "Peter, can you figure out what happened before the destination?"

"Unfortunately, we only received a one-sided distress signal. We don't even know if the sender was a human or a ghost."

As he spoke, Star-Lord pressed a button on the control panel, and an intermittent distress signal with extremely poor signal quality suddenly rang out in the cockpit of the spacecraft.

[Sand... help... sand... ghost... sand... boat...]

Everyone looked at each other in confusion. A space ghost ship?

Rocket scratched his big ear. "Ghost ship? What's a ghost ship?"

"I know that! There is a legend on Earth that says ghosts..."

Star-Lord stopped talking midway and stared blankly at the 'windshield' in front of the cockpit.

Not only him, Gamora and Rocket also widened their eyes.

Countless pieces of spacecraft and frozen remains of living things were floating in the universe. It was obvious that more than one spacecraft had suffered a devastating blow.

"Is that... the space pirate group 'Mellow Fire'?" Star-Lord was born an interstellar pirate and recognized the marks on the dead bodies. They belonged to a huge space pirate group called 'Mellow Fire', a notorious looting group with four giant spaceships.

Could it be that they encountered the Nova Corps from Xandar?

Before the Guardians of the Galaxy could continue guessing, something suddenly blocked the light from the stars above the spaceship.

What was going on this time? The three of them looked up blankly. Through the open skylight of the cockpit above their heads, they saw a scene that made their hands and feet cold.

It was a super-giant spaceship that was 15,000 meters long!
It was purple in color, with a pointed shuttle shape and two huge wings on each side. This behemoth silently hovered above the Guardians of the Galaxy like a giant ghost.

Star-Lord saw through the detector that there was a line of small characters engraved on the stern of the huge spaceship, which was in English on Earth.

【New Nautilus】.

(End of this chapter)