Marvel Magic Event Book

No matter how much information Salomon reveals, the world's most skilled female spy will never be able to figure out his true identity.But Agent Romanoff, who has been working hard on the front line all year round, has a keener sense of smell than Nick Fury. An entire underground city is enough for her to understand that the situation has now been reversed.Unbeknownst to her, Salomon's intelligence tentacles are going deep - this is the biggest difference between Salomon and the Avengers, he is not fighting alone.In the system he built, everyone will develop and practice collectivism rather than individual heroism that flaunts their own particularity.

Agent Natasha Romanoff realized this when she interacted with the girls.

To be precise, she really appreciates the concept of teamwork, but she doesn't really like the idea of ​​sacrificing everything for the collective.This is related to her personal experience. In her childhood, she encountered careerists who used public tools for private purposes, which caused her to have a great misunderstanding of the concept of collectives.

The inbred bureaucratic privileged class formed during the Brezhnev period betrayed the ideals of the founding of the country for their own gain, embezzled state property, engaged in corruption, offered and accepted bribes, and engaged in personal malpractice.Later, during the Gorbachev period, the privileged class of bureaucracy even colluded with the pro-Western "social elites" and completely negated the ideas of Lenin and Marx.The humiliating "Belovezh Agreement" represented the desecration of the achievements of the October Revolution and the collective betrayal of the bureaucracy, which later transformed into the political elites in power and the economic elites who made fortunes in Russia.

Salomon told this story to Agent Romanov.

This was certainly not something to discuss with a woman while basking in the sun, but Salomon still went his own way.

He told Agent Romanov that the people who had shaped her destiny in her youth were the pro-Western bureaucracy who had betrayed the success of the revolution.Her defection from the Red Room to S.H.I.E.L.D. was nothing more than jumping from one quagmire to another. "Your life has quite a dark sense of humor, my dear," Salomon said. "You thought you would be saved, but you just jumped from one source of corrupt politics to another. A tool becomes a tool of another corrupt system.”

"You know I don't care, Salomon. I'm a spy," Agent Romanoff said. "I work for SHIELD, not the United States."

"S.H.I.E.L.D.'s largest source of budget is the United States. All members of the system come from capitalist societies. Do you think there is any difference?" The mystic turned the page with a gentle expression.This book is what his Oxford professor asked him to read, and he will study the content here next semester. "With my shallow understanding of social science, I can guarantee that you have encountered the same thing in SHIELD as in the Red Room. You have also seen a lot of corrupt officials. Tell me, what are the corrupt officials on both sides? Is there a difference?" His eyes hidden behind his sunglasses shone with interest, "You are not just a spy, Natasha. The title of spy is too wasteful for you. You are a living specimen of sociology. No one understands the causes of the collapse of the Soviet Union and the corruption of the bureaucracy better than you."

"What do you want to do?"

"I just want to ask you to help me complete my editorial, my dear." Salomon pushed up his sunglasses, "Let's have a conversation full of hearsay. Don't worry, I will hide some key information. Don’t let people think of you.”

"So you invited me here just to help you complete your political homework?" This was the first time Agent Romanoff encountered this situation. She sat up from the beach chair in surprise. "This is new." She pushed her sunglasses onto her forehead, "But I have to say, your nerdiness has started to attack me."

"I don't have large glasses, braces or high-waisted trousers. I have watched the 70s sitcom "Youth"... I have a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, but I promise you, no one will ever reject me for these reasons. , and I am definitely not a Nerd.”

"Who sang the song "Telephone"?"

"Uh...Linkin Park?"

"It's Ladygaga! What about "SheisMySin"?"

"I don't know." Salomon shrugged. "You might as well ask me how to play "The Riding Valkyrie"! I can play "The Ring of the Nibelung" on the piano! I also know Michael Jackson. ! I can also sing "Sugar, Sugar"!"

"Oh my God, that's a jingle from 1969! Even Rogers didn't listen to it!"

Salomon pouted aggrievedly, and the female spy couldn't help but kiss his face when she saw this scene, but he looked even sadder.She laughed loudly and lay back on the beach chair.

“I’ve also heard of Joan Jett!”

"Okay, okay, I get it. You never listen to pop music, do you, cute nerd? Do you know Britney? Where's Westlife? Oh my god! You're more stuffy than Steve Rogers!" She smiled and said, "Tell me, did you start sleeping in 1874?" [Note: When "The Ring of the Nibelung" was completed. 】

"LoveTheWayYouLie! Oh my god, honey, are you trying to tell me something with this song?"

Samn Xiao rolled his eyes and had no good expression on Groves, who was sitting in the passenger seat.This shameless woman asked Samn Shaw to come to her as soon as she opened her mouth, and said that it should not affect the missions of Harold Finch and John Reese.This is simply impossible!Ever since the last attack by a woman in power armor at a bank, the terrorist organization "Always Vigilant" has been completely out of control - it was the time of the Hydra rebellion, and all the intelligence agencies in the United States were busy scrambling for the bodies of S.H.I.E.L.D. of fat, fighting for the black budget, and have no time to take care of domestic terrorist organizations.Coupled with the secret confrontation between the Samaritans and the machine, the "always alert" organization has completely transformed into an indiscriminate terrorist attack organization.

Not long ago, Harold Finch and John Reese prevented a bombing carried out by "Always Vigilant".

Samn Xiao had been too busy for more than a month and had not slept well, so naturally he would not look good on Ms. Groves who was looking for trouble. "Don't be so nervous, dear." ROOT smiled and handed the document to Samn Xiao, and then motioned her to open it with his eyes, "There is no anthrax in it."

"If there is, you will die." Samn Xiao opened the file and browsed it hastily. "Where did you get it from?" She turned around and asked, "Which machine gave you this confidential document?"

"They are our mutual friends. Don't worry, his purpose is the same as ours, but his thoughts are deeper. I can't figure it out yet." ROOT said, "Judging from the current performance, he seems to want to Guide the fight between Him and the Samaritans and limit the Samaritans’ actions beyond the norm. I don’t understand why he did what he did, but I’m sure He must have agreed to this approach, and the advantage is on our side.”

"You call that machine God, what a freak!"

Samn Xiao imagined a black figure standing behind two servers, but the face of the black figure was blurry. She could only see his long black hair clearly through the weak sunlight shining through the small window. "We are all freaks, Xiao." ROOT leaned closer to her, "Don't you think so?"

Samn Shaw pushed away the clingy Groves.She snorted.

"Never!"

"Hmm~ Be honest, I know you like this."

"What the hell!" Samn Shaw shouted with a smile, "Don't tickle me, I'm driving!"