The Days of Being King Elden in American Comics

Klein made a [Praise the Sun] gesture, and then slowly left the church under the gaze of all the believers.

......

“Praise money!”

“Praise money!”

.....

Klein couldn't help but smile playfully when he heard these words.

"Hey...people are sometimes like machines. If you set a predetermined program, they will follow your predetermined process. The brainwashing skills are really powerful..." Klein smiled bitterly and shook his head, changing his clothes as he walked. Clothing.

When he arrived at the outer first floor, Klein heard a quarrel.

He turned back to Melina and said, "Go back to the void space first."

"As you command, Lord Faded One." Melina turned into a burst of light particles and disappeared.

Klein followed the noise.

After pushing open the third door, a tall figure appeared in front of him.

"Captain Rogers?" Klein was indeed a little surprised.

"Is that you?" Steve Rogers was naturally impressed by this young man.

His female companion was so strong that she broke the cap of her pen and the kettle on the table. That incident deeply touched him.

He once thought that in the past few decades, the food in the Federation had become better, and the physical fitness of these teenagers had been greatly improved.

Actually it's not...

"Shh, my identity needs to be kept secret until it's time to make it public..." Steve had a handsome face and a sunny and natural smile.

"Oh oh oh, I understand!"

After Steve said hello to Klein, he looked back at "Deadpool" dressed as a cleaner.

"What are you doing here?"

"I am also a retired soldier. Although it was still during the war when I was in coma, there is no war going on now. I still have to follow the procedures to report here."

Klein nodded without raising any questions.

There is a high probability that Klein also guessed that the US team was here to investigate the issue of the retired soldier's Freemasonry. After all, the Elden Church is relatively high-profile.

Fortunately, these soldiers are very obedient, relatively rigid, and relatively obedient.

Many people also have special skills, and they are all reserve members of the combat team selected by Klein.

After Norman stabilizes the human body strengthening potion, he will inject some of them. Then he will be able to slowly develop his own power without having to do everything himself.

"If you don't mind, I'll go to the president's office. I have something to do with him. After all, the sooner I report, the sooner I can talk to these 'comrades' about our topics."

Steve still regarded Klein as a child. He reached out and patted Klein on the shoulder.

"Squeak!"

With a creak, the door behind Klein opened.

Curtis walked out, glanced at Klein, and then said with a smile: "Thank you Cthulhu Resource Recovery Company, we will finalize the details of the agreement as soon as possible!"

"Yeah, you're welcome. I'm just doing a good deed for my cheap brother."

Klein waved his hand and said to Captain America: "Then Captain, I'm leaving first?"

"Well! Goodbye young man!"

Captain America and Curtis looked at Klein together, their eyes a little complicated.

"Is this young man the younger brother of the rich man Bruce Wayne?" Steve asked.

"Yes, he is a very good young man, much more pragmatic than his brother."

Curtis stared at Captain America and suddenly changed his expression: "Oh my God! I just realized... you are Captain Steve Rogers!"

Steve put his hands on his waist and said with a smile, "I told Fury a long time ago to announce the news that I have returned from Antarctica and have regained consciousness. He thought he would find a suitable opportunity..."

"That braised egg is very stubborn. News about you has spread in our circle. I didn't believe it at first, but now I believe it."

Although Steve is not Curtis' idol, he somewhat admires Captain America, and he was very enthusiastic for a while.

"I just got my identity information. I'm here to register with you. If you have any exchange meetings in the future, I, an old guy, will also attend.

After all, I feel out of touch with society now, so I would feel better if I could have a sense of belonging by being with the soldiers. "

Curtis patted his chest and said with a smile: "You are welcome at any time! I will get it done for you immediately! I can't wait to see you back on the screen in uniform!!"

Curtis, who was smiling, was already cursing in his heart.

He felt that Captain America wanted to use this as an excuse to spy on their military Freemasonry.

The so-called "exchange meetings" held once a week are all meetings for pouring money on others.

Those angry youth will continue to curse the federal government, while those who have suffered major trauma will continue to complain about themselves and society.

A year ago the "Elden Church" appeared and saved them.

Nowadays, the weekly communication meeting has long turned into a money distribution meeting, or an occasional doctrinal preaching by the King of Elden.

Curtis didn't want this old popsicle to get involved.

"How about finding an opportunity to kill him?" Curtis looked at Cap's back as he pushed the door open and entered the house alone.

"The sniper rifle should be able to penetrate him..."

As soon as these dangerous thoughts emerged, Curtis received a text message.

[Find a way to include him in the church...]

"Him? This guy has the brains of a donkey. To get him to join the cult? I have to find a way..." Curtis didn't have the slightest doubt about King Elden's order. He just complained about it and began to consider it carefully. Think about it.

........

"Ah!" Captain America sneezed, and he hurriedly covered his nose.

"Sorry, it may be some aftereffects of freezing, I haven't adjusted yet."

Curtis smiled: "You are so strong, how can you have any side effects!"

"Haha, I am just a person made of flesh and blood, an ordinary person."

"That's right... Man, besides Superman, are there any unkillable carbon-based creatures in this world? No! Isn't Superman dead too..."

Curtis glanced at the old sniper rifle ornaments on the table with burning eyes. He suddenly thought of King Elden's order, and then he withdrew his gaze.

...........

"Director, it's that Klein." Natasha sat in the black sports car and raised her phone.

In the office of the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Fury watched the images from the monitor come back.

"Of course I know it's him. This guy is very good at team building. You can monitor him well. As long as he doesn't act recklessly and doesn't encourage his guys to blow up the White House."

"This...don't arrest him?"

"Why are we arresting him? He's among these big soldiers who all have jobs and wages, and he doesn't affect society. Why bother with him?"

"Okay, okay, it's for the greater good, right?"

"right...."

Fury: "Captain, be careful, there are some big-headed soldiers there."

"Captain is also a tough guy." Natasha said.

Fury continued: "If possible, find an opportunity to infiltrate, supervise and control these guys, and understand their movements."

"Okay..." Captain America's voice came from the call channel.

"Are you always online?" Natasha looked shocked.

"Of course..." Captain America said and turned off the mic again.

"It's better not to complain about him in the future, he has a very good ear."