The Wizard of the World

"Mr. Isaac, please take a look at this painting." Phillips took out a painting from the drawer under the table and pushed it in front of Isaac. This was the work of the Spanish royal painter. He was curious about how What will Saye's reaction be when she sees the person in the portrait?

"Eh? You actually have this thing. I thought that hundreds of years have passed and it has long been lost in history." Isaac picked up the portrait nostalgically. His appearance has not changed at all, it is still the same. young.

"Precious things are destined to be preserved. What's more, Mr. Isaac was also a crew member on Columbus's ship. Together, you discovered the New World. You are a great man in the history of navigation." Phillips smiled.

"But in the end, he was the only one on the ship who was etched in history, wasn't he?" Isaac put the portrait back on the table, "You must have a lot of information about me, right? So what kind of person am I?" You must also know, so what is the purpose of sending me from Austria to New York this time? Please tell me directly, I plan to meet some friends later."

In front of a guy who has lived for who knows how long, Phillips gave up the rhetoric he usually used to fool soldiers. If it was a patriotic young man like Steve, Phillips could easily persuade him to join the Strategic Science Corps. But Isaac is not an American, so patriotic speeches have no effect on him.

"Mr. Isaac, I know that you have been on earth for a long time, and maybe you have some special abilities, but in this era, every country has its own army, and they are wary of everyone like you. Dangerous person." Phillips scratched his temples: "Please forgive me for using such words to describe you. What I want to say is that maybe it's time for you to find an organization after experiencing wandering for several eras."

"What you said makes sense, so I joined Hydera at Schmidt's invitation."

"But Hydera is about to disappear into history. My people have destroyed all of Hydera's bases, and all their top leaders have been put into the strictest prisons." Phillips crossed his hands and said: "Mr. Isaye, I'm here I sincerely invite you to join the Strategic Science Corps, which has the best soldiers and top-notch equipment. As long as you agree to join, I will immediately list you as a core member of the Strategic Science Corps."

"Oh, so casual?" Isaiah asked, "Aren't you worried that I am a spy of Hydera?"

"I believe that a witness who has lived for several eras will not be loyal to any organization. You were willing to join Hydera just to add some fun to your life and make it less boring. Believe me, Mr. Isaac , the Strategic Science Corps will not let you down." Phillips said with a guarantee.

"Okay, okay, since you said so, then I will join your legion. Now can you tell me who the core members of your legion are?" Isaac asked, leaning back on his chair.

"Peggy Carter, Howard Stark, Steve Rogers..." Phillips slowly announced a series of names. Except for the first three people, the rest of Isaac had never heard of them at all. .

"This is your identity file, Mr. Isaac. I had someone make a fake resume for you before. It can still be helpful in life and travel." Phillips handed a portfolio to Isaac. ,

What is eye-catching is the work certificate of Zhang Isaac on the outer layer of the file bag.

Once you take over from him, it will be considered as official employment.

"Thank you for your attentiveness, sir. If there's nothing else, it's time for me to start my vacation. If I need to contact you for anything, I believe you can find me." Isaac stood up with the file bag. , walked out of this office quickly.

Seeing Isaye's figure disappear outside the door, Phillips couldn't help but said to himself: "Maybe I found a time bomb for myself."

……

The garage where Fisk used to live had long since disappeared. Isaac stood on the first floor of the garage. The ground had not been cleaned for too long, and dust visible to the naked eye had accumulated.

There were wine bottles carelessly thrown on the ground, moldy cigarette butts, and newspapers from last year. This place looked like no one had lived in it for a long time.

"Where have they all gone?" Isaac walked up the ladder to the second floor. Fisk's room is here, but now the entire room has been moved. The original TV, sofa, and Luo women's magazine are gone. .

Seeing no one anywhere, Isaac had no choice but to close his eyes. The moment he closed his eyes, a map of the world immediately appeared in his mind. On the map, the locations of the five necklace wearers were located. They are all marked, one of the wearers is in Europe, that is Eliot Randolph, and the other four necklace wearers are all concentrated on the Atlantic coastline next to Washington.

"How did they get there?" Isaac was confused and disappeared in the next second.

……

"When I was still in Hydera, I studied a method to control other people's brains. You only need to use a special potion and hypnotic formulas to make the target obey your orders."

"Did your research succeed, Dr. Zola?"

"At that time, I was conducting an experiment on an American soldier, but Rogers rescued the soldier halfway through the experiment. Later, because of the war, I stopped continuing this research."

On the deck of the New York Star, Fisk, Iverson, and Zola were lying on beach chairs enjoying the sunbath. Next to each of them was a small table with whiskey and champagne on the rocks.

Several months have passed since Isaac left last time. During this time, the three of them have become familiar with each other. Because they work under Isaac, they have become friends who talk about everything.

"Dr. Zola, you have to continue this research. If it can really succeed, then the task that Isaac left for us will be easy." Iverson said wearing a pair of sunglasses. These days, he and Fisk are in Zola With the help of Eisenhardt, he had snatched a lot of territory, and he now had two to three hundred thugs under his command, but this was far from enough, at least this did not count as dominating the underworld.

"It's not that easy, Iverson. The human brain is too complex. If you want to control the target, you must be proficient in hypnosis and bury thoughts in the target's subconscious that even he himself cannot feel. Only then can he use specific words. I have never succeeded in controlling a target until now." Zola shook his head and said.