Superman

People are beginning to prepare to participate in the festive parade, and many large supermarkets or stores are planning price reduction activities and issuing coupons.

New Yorkers look forward to getting together with family and friends as soon as possible and enjoying a turkey dinner.

"Well, it was an intense battle."

Luke woke up contentedly, glanced at the clothes and high-heeled shoes on the floor, and couldn't help but smile.

He walked into the bathroom naked, washed up, and put on his nightgown.

Pull back the heavy curtains to welcome the morning sun and a beautiful day.

"A peaceful New York is rare to see in the future."

Luke stretched out, basking in the warm sunlight.

He has recently passed a relatively easy period of time, and the operation of SHIELD is gradually on the right track, and it is developing and growing with a stable trend.

The headquarters has expanded from three departments at the beginning to eight departments.

The number of spies, agents, agents and field teams is also increasing.

These are all credit to Carter, and I have to say that she is very suitable for this job.

With little Luke bothering to bother, things can be handled in an orderly manner.

"If it continues at this rate of development, it will probably soon be able to get rid of the constraints of the Pentagon and the White House."

Luke thought with satisfaction.

The three laboratories have also achieved results recently. The nuclear fusion reactor proposed by Howard has made the latest model and is waiting for the test results.

Dr. Zola's idea of ​​transforming cells with Woden's blood to improve energy absorption efficiency has initially achieved results.

It might be another week before Luke will be able to get the shot.

As for the genetic mapping project of mutants led by Bolivar, it is currently being tackled.

It is worth mentioning that the X Task Force led by Wolverine and Saber-toothed Tiger performed very well.

He has acted as the foreign aid of S.H.I.E.L.D. for many times and assisted the agents in completing tasks, showing quite impressive results.

So much so that the generals in the Pentagon suggested to Luke every time they held a meeting to recruit more mutants as soon as possible.

It is best to form a legion with enough numbers, and put it on the overseas battlefield to attack the city and kill the Quartet.

In this regard, Mr. Major General remained unmoved, just as if nothing had happened.

These old guys who have experienced World War I and World War II know how to turn all available people or things into mass-produced assembly line weapons.

Luke has his own ideas, so naturally he won't be influenced by them.

"The feeling of a new house is just good."

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking Manhattan below him.

The traffic is busy and the flow is endless.

The astonishing height of 46 floors is enough to have a panoramic view of half of the Upper East Side.

Due to the enthusiastic sponsorship of Congress, Luke has sufficient funds on hand, and he is not short of money.

He just spent a lot of money and bought a 48-story apartment building in Manhattan without blinking an eye.

According to the real estate agent, this high-rise skyscraper called the Bastec Tower was designed by a well-known French architect and has a high-end atmosphere.

The only downside is that it is expensive.

"It's an investment that appreciates in value."

Luke muttered.

Not long after the end of World War II, the United States has not ushered in inflation.

Putting it in the Upper East Side of Manhattan where land is very expensive in the future, the cost of buying a high-rise building will not be worth billions.

But the reason that really moved Luke, apart from his own needs, was that the Bustek Building was only three streets away from the New York Sanctuary.

It is more reassuring to place Malena here, it is a disguise to let the Supreme Mage be the bodyguard.

"General, there is an emergency"

Stryker's anxious voice came over the phone, as if his house was on fire.

"What happened?"

Luke asked, frowning.

Today is the weekend, he wanted to have a leisurely breakfast, and then go to Brooklyn to chat with Rogers.

After reminiscing with old friends, we can go to our luxury yacht docked at the port of the Hudson River together to bask in the sun and talk about our ideals in life.

Considering Captain America's upright character and the paparazzi outside, Luke dismissed the idea of ​​calling a bunch of models to hold a party, that's Howard's style.

Before the boring and tedious day of the rich man started, a phone call from Stryker ruined all the plans.

"What the hell happened? A tsunami?"

Luke shook his head and sighed, and said to Malena who was still lying on the bed: "It seems that I have to save the world. Tell Steve that the noon party is cancelled."

Bang!

The voice fell to the ground, and a tall and straight figure rose into the sky.

A few minutes later, Luke showed up at the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters building.

Stryker couldn't speak clearly on the phone, so he just came over directly.

"What happened to make you look so panicked?"

Luke walked into the meeting room, Carter sitting on the left looked serious, and Howard also became serious.

As a follower, Stryker stayed quietly in the corner.

In short, the atmosphere is rather depressing.

Could it be that the Cree called ahead of time?

Luke narrowed his eyes and sat in the chief seat.

"A very bad diplomatic incident."

Carter spit out such a sentence.

She turned on the clunky projector and projected blurry black-and-white photos on the wall.

"Tsunami?"

Luke frowned, flickering constantly, and finally formed a coherent picture, presenting a messy post-disaster scene.

Buildings were washed away, bridges collapsed, and waves crashed over land

"Here on Anna Maria Island, Florida, just yesterday, local residents were hit by a tsunami, probably at the severity of a level [-] orange alert."

Carter explained with a cold face: "However, this is not the point. Look at this!"

The female agent called up a photo, and saw a gloomy sky, a violent storm, and a vague figure.

Open your hands, like a wizard casting spells, manipulating the changes in the weather.

"The man who claimed to be Namor Mackenzie, the King of Atlantis, artificially created this disaster because the federal government wanted to arrest his countrymen."

Carter's voice was a little low, and he said softly: "He took the initiative to send a tape to S.H.I.E.L.D. and the FBI, acknowledging that the tsunami attack on Anna Maria Island was done by him alone."

"And also said that if the military doesn't stop the brutality of capturing mutants, the next city hit by a tsunami will be New York!"

"Finally, Namor McKenzie also emphatically warned S.H.I.E.L.D. and you in the name of the King of Atlantis."

Luke listened quietly, tapping his fingers on the table, with no expression of joy or anger on his face.

He didn't expect that the first person to stand up and trouble him was Namor the Neptune.

The reputation of tearing up the little prince is well-deserved, and before he provoked the other party, he directly called at the door.

"Has S.H.I.E.L.D. recently aggressively collected mutants?"

Luke asked subconsciously.

It's true that Namor is a mutant, but why is he suddenly interested in his compatriots?

This guy is obviously only interested in tearing and prying people's corners, and even the people of Atlantis don't care much.

Carter shook his head and replied: "No. According to what you mean, we have always started from the school and paid attention to young students who have had abnormal events."

"They are easier to control, and they will not fight violently like other mutants. These things are very low-key."

If things go wrong, there must be a demon. Namor warned S.H.I.E.L.D. and himself for no reason, and there must be other reasons.

After thinking for a few seconds, Luke spit out a name: "Sebastian Shaw."

Chapter 1?? Surfaced, the White House called

"The mad scientist who transformed himself into a mutant?"

Howard crossed his legs and asked with interest.

He is not only the manager of Laboratory No. [-], but also a scientific research consultant named by S.H.I.E.L.D.

If there is any major issue that is difficult to decide, Howard has the power to vote on the premise that Luke and Carter are not present.

"I remember the story you told about him. Like the little man in Laboratory No. [-], Sebastian Shaw is also obsessed with mutant genes."

The entire S.H.I.E.L.D. knows that Howard and Bolivar are not easy to deal with.

The former felt that Bolivar was not only a dwarf in stature, but also not very strong in knowledge.

The latter thinks that Howard has nothing but strong hormones and dirty thoughts in his head.

Every time we meet, we have to confront each other, full of gunpowder.

Originally, Luke wanted to reconcile, but considering that this would help stimulate the two people's sense of competition, he dismissed the original idea.

"If that person claimed to be the King of Atlantis, would the Lord of the Seven Seas really have such a long string of nicknames for himself? It's almost as good as a restaurant's menu."

Feeling Carter's cold eyes, Howard shrank his neck, realizing that now is not the time to be smart and playful.

He coughed twice, glared at the gloating Luke, and continued, "Namor McKenzie is a mutant, just give him a leech serum."

"It's not that simple. Howard, don't you understand? This is a diplomatic incident."

Carter frowned, thinking about what to do.

"Atlantis is an undersea civilization that humans have never touched, and they don't know about it. Before the appearance of Namor, people only heard of this name from Plato's dialogues and the legend of Poseidon, the sea god."

"But now? It appears as a country and a civilization. This means that no matter what decision SHIELD makes, it must be careful and think twice."

"Nobody in Congress, the White House, the Pentagon wants a war right now. So negotiating, engaging, making connections, that's what we're going to do."

Carter is worthy of being the commander, and he has a very thorough analysis of the problem.

Luke thought about it, if the tape of Namor's threatening speech leaked into the White House, the president should call himself at this time.

After all, the other party specifically said SHIELD and his own name.

A few minutes later, as he expected.

"General, a call from the White House."

The phone on the table rang, and Stryker picked up the receiver, covered it with his hands, and said, "The President wants to see you."

Luke, who had guessed it, said with a relaxed face: "I will go to the White House in half an hour."

Answer questions from the President and Congress, anytime.

The most urgent problem is to find out the whereabouts of Namor and prevent the other party's crazy behavior that may flood New York.

The supreme sorcerer may not be able to make a move, and millions of people died in New York, maybe it can't cause any psychological disturbance to Gu Yi.

Karma Taj is always a neutral spectator.

The Black Death that ravaged Europe, World War I that killed tens of millions of people, and World War II when the Third Reich came back

If these disasters and wars in human history are to be prevented, the Supreme Mage can make them disappear invisible.

"Before, I asked Task Force X to search for the whereabouts of the Hellfire Club. Do you have any clues?"

Luke asked.