Bloodlines of the Marvel Universe

"Hello."

After shaking hands expressionlessly, Nick Fury looked at his old boss and asked, "What kind of consultant?"

In his ear, Pierce lowered his voice and said, "What the Bureau lacks the most is a supernatural consultant."

After receiving this answer, Nick Fury's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but look at Kahn with a little more attention.

Even so, the aloof Black Braised Egg is still not in the mood to talk or be polite.

Seeing this, Pierce took Kahn to greet the rest of his colleagues in the command room.

Kahn later learned that none of the colleagues he met in the command room that day had an agent level lower than level seven, and they were all backbones and senior executives of Serpentine and Shield.

Pierce seems to have really trained him as one of his own.

Just as Pierce was about to show Kahn around the rest, a tall young beauty with dark hair and blue eyes, wearing low heels and a black women's suit, walked in hurriedly.

"Sir, it's an emergency! Is the director here too?"

Seeing this figure at the door, his eyes lit up.

These legs, this waist, this uniform...

'No, you can't look around! '

'You can't be sorry Elena. '

The little angel in my head screamed at the top of my lungs.

But Kahn's eyes were pinned to the spot by a little devil with the steel fork in his hand, making him unable to move.

Sensing the anxiety in his men's words, Nick Fury frowned and asked in a deep voice: "What's going on, Hill?"

"Sir, there are some things you need to come over and take a look at."

Seeing that the other party's attitude was so firm, Pierce and Nick Fury looked at each other, and then, accompanied by a group of people, came to the intelligence control center downstairs.

Looking at the image on the LCD screen in the lobby, Pierce wondered: "What is this?"

"The data stream returned by the PS12 monitoring satellite." A technician wearing glasses answered.

"Where is the satellite?"

"Antarctica, directly above Area 14."

"As I remember, there was nothing in District 14."

"But now there is."

Bringing up a new picture, the technician explained: "Five minutes ago, our satellite detected an unusual heat surge under the ice at 5 feet (2000 meters)..."

Listening to the technical staff's narration, Kahn thought that this incident had nothing to do with him, a newbie who had only been employed for less than half a day. Unexpectedly, he was caught early the next morning by Pierce, an old guy with a thick face and a dark heart. .

Kahn didn't want to go, but the protagonist of this incident was a 'pyramid'.

The pyramid has always been synonymous with mystery and supernatural beings. There are not 1 but a thousand myths and legends about it.

As a specially appointed supernatural consultant, he really couldn't find a good reason to shirk.

Now that we enjoy the privileges brought by our status as SHIELD, we naturally have to shoulder the corresponding responsibilities.

After all, rights and obligations are always equal.

Entering the combat meeting hall of the Field Service Department, Kahn glanced around and immediately spotted many familiar faces.

We even met two unexpected but well-known figures.

She has burgundy curly hair and a charming face that is [-]% or [-]% similar to that of a certain Hollywood actress. Her every frown and smile are captivating, and her tight-fitting black suit fully demonstrates her hot figure underneath.

It is one of the six original Avengers, the Black Widow known as the "Marvel Sister" - Natasha Romanoff.

Sitting next to her was a short-haired man with sharp eyes, a tough face, and sharp edges.

Although this person had the lowest presence among the six elders of the original Avengers, Kahn recognized him at a glance, Hawkeye—Clint Barton.

However, both of their faces are much younger than the original ones, especially the widow's, whose face is full of collagen.

Of course, there were more unfamiliar faces in the venue. Most of these people had straight backs, calm expressions, and a solemn air. They were all elite agents who had experienced hundreds of battles.

In addition, there are also some people with obviously softer temperaments mixed in the crowd.

Most of these people wear glasses, and their bodies are far smaller than those of the elite agents, but the confidence and brilliance in their eyes are even greater.

What was most unexpected to Kahn was that among this group of strangers who seemed to be intellectuals, there was actually a woman whose appearance was not inferior to that of the widowed sister.

"Everyone is here, let's start now."

Looking down at the Rolex on his wrist, Pierce broke the silence at the venue: "Yesterday at 15:27, one of our monitoring satellites detected an abnormal heat surge underground in Area 14. The outline is roughly like this."

“The red lines represent solid walls, and through thermal mapping, technicians create a three-dimensional image of the building.”

"The building is very grand, 180 meters long and wide, 120 meters high, and contains hundreds of rooms."

Holding the remote control and lightly pressing the large screen beside him, Pierce pointed to the 3D image on it and explained: "My experts told me that this is a pyramid."

"What they can't agree on is who built it? When?"

Speaking of this, Pierce paused and emphasized his tone: "One expert told me that this pyramid has the legacy of Aztec culture, while another said it was probably Cambodian style.

There was some consensus among them that the smooth sides must be Egyptian. "

"So, we specially invited Professor Sanna Lesser from the University of Oxford, an expert on ancient Egypt and pyramid culture."

After finishing speaking, Pierce stretched out his palm and pointed at the woman in the venue with delicate features, light makeup, big golden waves, fashionable round glasses on the bridge of her nose, and a set of sky blue casual clothes.

Being stared at by dozens of pairs of cold and solemn eyes, Sanna did not show any discomfort. She pushed up the glasses on the bridge of her nose, stood up and said, "I think your expert is right."

"Who?"

"All."

"Exactly?"

"This pyramid really contains characteristics of all three cultures."

Scanning the venue from left to right, Sanna's eyes lit up when she saw Kahn's handsome face, and her eyes stopped at this position: "This may be the first pyramid in history."

"Built by who?"

Meeting the beauty's gaze, Kahn put on a smile as bright as the sun, and asked everyone in the audience the question they wanted to know most:

"Who would have built such a building hundreds or thousands of years ago in Antarctica without shit? Let alone under hundreds of meters of ice?"

"That's out of my control."

Sanna shrugged, showing a helpless expression.

At this time, a thin man suddenly interjected: "I can't tell you who built it, but if I can take samples, I can tell you when it was built."