The Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 154 Aegis
Night, Pacific Ocean.

A storm was brewing at the end of the sea level, and the dense cumulus clouds lowered the sky for a few minutes, and the fine rain fell slowly like a veil, moistening the pale wings of the petrel.

A crimson helicopter came from a distance, hovering in mid-air, the propellers spinning rapidly, stirring up the fishy sea breeze.

The helicopter just hovered there quietly, motionless, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, the sea below was parted.

Just like in the religious classics, Moses holding the staff to part the Red Sea, tens of millions of tons of seawater were pushed away in a few breaths, and a huge cylindrical steel platform slowly rose from the sea, like the Tower of Babel piercing the sky.

The searchlights distributed along the edge of the platform are so eye-catching in the dark night, guiding the helicopter in the sky.

In the center of the steel platform without a trace of rust, a silver-white permanent spray paint was used to spray-paint the shape of a falcon.

And here is the prison set up by S.H.I.E.L.D. on the bottom of the Pacific Ocean, which is specially used to detain those super-capable criminals who pose a huge threat to human society.

Thousands of criminals with superpowers were imprisoned here because of their special abilities.Generally speaking, most of them will be used for scientific research experiments within S.H.I.E.L.D. to clarify the working principles of its extraordinary abilities, in order to develop strange props used by field agents.

This civilian helicopter, which does not belong to S.H.I.E.L.D., landed in the center of the platform. The entire apron was like an elevator, continuously descending along the shaft passage, while the surface of the platform above was slowly closed, isolating the shaft passage from the outside world.

Then, with a loud bang, the entire steel platform returned to the bottom of the sea, submerged under the storm-ravaged sea.

The guests are here.

The senior agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., Phil Coulson, happened to be carrying out the work of transporting criminals into the undersea prison today. When a distinguished guest arrived, Mr. Coulson and the warden received the distinguished guest.

With the smooth sound of gears meshing, the door of the shaft passage opened, and Li Ang, who was wearing casual clothes, stepped down from the helicopter pilot's seat.

His visit to the submarine prison this time was not for anything else, but to find some well-educated talents from among the criminals imprisoned by S.H.I.E.L.D. to enrich the scientific research institutions of Academy City.

As the owner of the Gate of Truth and the construction contractor of Academy City, the meme company has extremely high authority in certain gray areas.In addition to the dirty deal reached in private by Professor Charles, who was appointed as the chairman of the Academy City Coordination Council, and Director Nick Fury, it is naturally not difficult to release some super-capable criminals on bail.

"Mr. Li Ang, it's an honor to meet you. I'm the warden of the S.H.I.E.L.D. Undersea Prison." The warden is an unattractive middle-aged woman who is extremely shrewd and capable. She glanced at Phil Cole, who had a complicated complexion. Agent Sen introduced calmly: "This is Phil Coulson, a senior agent of our S.H.I.E.L.D. He will assist me in the bail work."

"Ha, Mr. Coulson, long time no see." Li Ang shook hands with Phil Coulson calmly, and said with a smile, "I really didn't expect to meet you again on this occasion."

Phil Coulson coughed, tried his best to maintain that iconic smile, and said embarrassingly: ".To be honest, I didn't expect it either."

The warden raised his eyebrows and asked, "Uh, you two know each other?"

Coulson gave Li Ang a very complicated look, and said softly, "Well, I was investigating a serial murder case in Gotham, and Mr. Li Ang, as an enthusiastic member of the public, helped us answer some questions."

The old Chinese youth in Gotham has now become a "visited guest" that S.H.I.E.L.D. needs warm hospitality, and he, a senior agent, has to greet him with a smiling face. It is a very black and humorous ironic story. .

Of course, these are not important, Phil Coulson breathed out lightly, his mind turned sharply, and he quickly recalled the fate he had with Leon in Gotham back then.

Those massacres of the Sapa family that have been buried in the depths of memory have been completely uncovered, and the already confusing headless case is even more bizarre—even the Chinese youth who has nothing to do with the serial murders in front of him. It looked a little weird.

A hundred possibilities flashed through Phil Coulson's mind, each of which vaguely targeted Li Ang.

Sapa Family Destroyed, Hydra Soldiers Destroyed in Gotham, League of Assassins, X-Weapon Project, Magneto Live Beheading
These irrelevant pieces of information were pieced together quickly, and gradually formed a giant jigsaw puzzle in Agent Coulson's mind—while Li Ang stood outside the jigsaw puzzle, watching coldly.

"Colson? Are you okay?" The warden asked with a frown as he looked at the distraught Phil Coulson.

"Ah? Oh, it's nothing, I'm just distracted." Coulson came back to his senses, smiled awkwardly and politely, and said calmly: "If there is no problem, let's start the bail work .”

The senior agent looked at Li Ang with a little dodge. He was not afraid of the other party's power and status, but the mystery shrouded in the other party's body.

Li Ang is like a certain tree standing in the center of the eye of the storm. No matter how loud and violent the wind outside is, it can remain motionless and calm. While staying out of it, the whole storm faintly revolves around him.

Coulson sighed, what a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent has to do is to protect the lives and property of the people, the Federal Constitution, and the interests of the country, not to find out the truth.

Taking a ten thousand step back, even if Li Ang is really investigated, what can be gained?

The other party is already the founder of a meme company, a world-renowned scientist, guests of countless plutocratic families, and even the Latino president who has just recovered from the mutant affirmative action plan to give Li Ang the door of truth. The inventor is awarded the National Medal.

Could it be that Phil Coulson was the only one who noticed the problem?Haven't the FBI, CIA and other intelligence agencies investigated Li Ang?
It's just that those intelligence agencies with extensive intelligence networks all stopped by coincidence.

There is no need to check, it is meaningless to check, so what if it is found out?Could it be that a dog with a collar tied around its neck can still bite?
After all, S.H.I.E.L.D. is just a shield held in the hands of the Federation
Coulson walked in front of Li Ang and took a step forward, his eyes seemed to be more than ten years old.

(End of this chapter)