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Chapter 498 Identity Crisis?

"Are you sure it's this place?" Michael zoomed in on a starry sky on the screen, and a certain coordinate was prominently marked with a red dot.

Wanda nodded: "Restore the coordinates according to the memory of the Skrull spy, and this is here - the center of the Skrull Empire, which should also be their base camp."

"Very good." Michael nodded, "Shirley, download the coordinates to the local server of the suit for me, and then draw an interstellar map. I have to prepare for an interstellar journey."

"Understood, sir." Shirley asked as she followed suit, "But have you really thought about it, sir? Maybe attacking an alien empire is not the only one."

"I know that," he interrupted.

"Well, you are the boss anyway." Shirley shrugged and stopped talking.Her avatar gradually dissipated in the room.

Wanda watched Michael operate rapidly on the floating screen, and stopped talking for a long time.

In the end it was Michael who turned to her on his own initiative.

"Don't worry too much," Michael said, "I'll be fine."

"How do you know?" The little witch pouted, "You have never been to the headquarters of aliens before."

"I just know it."

"It's very irresponsible of you to say that," Wanda said unhappily. "You seem to be perfunctory. We are talking about fighting an entire alien empire! You may be facing hundreds of millions of starships." , and all you can rely on? A spell? And a suit of armor? None of us know???"

The little witch seemed to have a lot of things to say, but she couldn't say them in the end.Michael suddenly came up and blocked her mouth with his lips involuntarily.

Wanda was completely defenseless.Her pupils constricted, and she murmured a "hmm" in her throat, but she only subconsciously resisted for a second or two before giving up.

She closed her eyes gently, feeling as if surrounded by him.

Michael backed away.Wanda's cheeks were flushed, and she averted her gaze.She whispered, "You know, even that doesn't and doesn't change my mind."

"I know." Michael remained calm, as if nothing had happened just now.

"...There must be other ways." Wanda leaned into his arms lightly, "You don't have to go."

"That's the best plan," Michael said. "Someone has to do it."

"But it's not fair." Wanda bit her lip, "Why is it always you?"

Michael smiled, very rarely, but genuinely.

"Because nobody else is going to do it, and nobody else can," he said.

In fact, everything he has done so far is like this, and this is his only criterion.

He didn't want to be a hero, he didn't want to be a savior or anything.But some things just have to be done.

And there are things no one else can do.

He scratched Wanda's little nose: "Okay, that's it. Don't act like I've become a martyr who died on the battlefield. Like I said, it's just a bunch of Skrull reptiles. They haven't What can you do to me."

Wanda nodded slowly, and whispered: "Then you have to promise me. When this bunch of alien shit is over and you come back from the alien world, you have to take a vacation for yourself. You haven't rested for too long. Yes. For at least a week, let’s forget about Heavenly Sword and your mission. Just you and me, let’s go out and have a good time.”

Hmm. This idea sounds good, but girl, isn’t it appropriate for you to say this at a time like this. (FLAG flies up)

But Michael didn't care, gently stroked her head, nodded and said: "Okay, I promise you. For a week, we don't think about anything, just go out and have a good time."

"Huh sir?"

Shirley's transparent image reappeared in the empty room at some point, tilting her head to look at the two who were hugging each other.

"That... I know this might not be a very good time, but don't rush to throw me into the recycling bin," Shirley pointed to the blinking communication interface, "Miss Betty has something to tell you—— Very important."

Even though she knew Shirley was just an artificial intelligence, Wanda still felt a little embarrassed to be looked at like this, and let go of her hand with a blushing face.Michael didn't care much: "Come in."

The phone was connected, and Miss Secretary Elizabeth, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, appeared on the other side of the screen.

"What's the matter, Elizabeth?" Michael asked.

"Sir, you'd better go back to the company." Elizabeth said, "A gentleman must see you."

Michael frowned: "You know I've been very busy recently, and I don't have much time to deal with it. It's up to you to decide everything about the company, no matter what happens now"

"But sir," Elizabeth said with an unprecedentedly serious expression, "the other party came to your office and asked to meet the commander of Tianjian."

Michael frowned.

"Okay," he said, "let him wait a few minutes and tell him I'll be right there."

As soon as Michael finished the communication, Wanda couldn't wait to ask: "What? Could it be that Tianjian has already..."

"I don't know, but I'm going to find out now."

"Does our interstellar travel plan need to be postponed, sir?" Shirley asked.

"No, proceed according to the original plan." Michael waved his hand lightly, and the spell portal opened in the air, "I'll go back as soon as I go."

***
In terms of identity concealment, Michael admits that he has always been more careful.Michael Paso and the Black Knight, in various senses, these two identities are completely separated, there is no connection or even any intersection between the two.

If this can find evidence that the two are actually the same person, then the other party must be extraordinary.

Michael is more inclined to think that the other party has guessed such a fact through the patchwork and integration of many tiny details, and there should be no actual evidence.But even if his true identity is exposed, it doesn't matter.Hiding his identity was originally his need in the early stage of construction, but now that the sword has developed into the most powerful institution on the planet today, the identity of Michael Paso is already a possibility for him. There is nothing left to do.He can become anyone at any time if he wants, or even become non-existent outright.

There are very few people on this planet who can potentially see through his identity. Before Michael rushed to the office, he had already roughly guessed in his heart.

That's why it wasn't a surprise when he saw Nick Fury, who had been retired for several years, sitting in his office with his legs crossed.

(End of this chapter)