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After cleaning up the half-orcs who were put into New York by Hydra, for nearly half a month, the earth was so peaceful that one wondered if it was fake.

There are no spaceships invading from another dimension, no mentally retarded people who want to rule the world, and even Hydra, which loves to make trouble the most, is uncharacteristically quiet as a chicken, as if there has never been such an organization in the world.I'm a little worried that this might be a prelude to big news, but in any case, this is indeed a rare leisurely vacation for superheroes and secret agents.

However, not everyone had a very comfortable holiday, at least Garrod was not.In the past half month, he was tortured day and night by a very painful news, his face was haggard, and even the half-naked photo signed by Captain America sent by "Star-Spangled Banner" could not soothe his hurt heart.

Especially when he's walking out of the subway station to work at the bakery, only to be politely stopped on the way by S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.

"I thought you should have heard the news I brought that day."

Lower the window, sit in the cab and smile at the elf Shi Shi.Coulson opened the co-pilot's door for him, gestured a please gesture, and pretended that he didn't see Garald rolling his eyes at him at all: "Are you busy recently?"

"I've been busy."

After struggling mentally for a long time, he sighed like giving up and got into Coulson's car.Garrod buckled up his seat belt and stared at the rapidly receding street scene outside the window. Thinking of what he was going to face soon, he felt a throbbing pain in his stomach: "Fry is finally back?"

"The chief has been back for almost a week."

Still smiling politely, but looking at the elves with a silent accusation in his eyes, Coulson replied gently:

"But he waited for so long and found that you didn't seem to plan to meet him, so I had no choice but to be kicked out of the headquarters and come here to invite you."

"You can choose not to come." The elf couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth.

"But I don't want to lose my job yet." And the agent sighed more clearly: "I don't think you want to either."

"..."

There was no doubt that Fury could turn himself into a vagrant immediately, and Garald, who had to make money to support himself and go to the new world, silently shut up, swallowing the phrase "I can choose not to go".

The journey to the S.H.I.E.L.D. building isn't a long one.

After Captain America and his friends smashed down the previous headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D. with a Helicarrier, they built a new one in New York, and for some ulterior reasons, they took revenge next to each other. The building is not far away.Although Fury has repeatedly stated that this is for the convenience of usual work and has absolutely no other meaning, but Garald clearly feels that he may be afraid that one day Captain America or other superheroes will throw another Helicarrier on the roof of the building, first with The Avengers Building is tied up. If you want to die, you will die together, if you want to lose your job, you will lose your job together. If you hurt others, you will not benefit yourself.

Because of regular psychological evaluations, Garald came to the headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D. not infrequently, and many people here could call him by his name.And due to the unique racial advantages of some elves, the number of people who want to come up to chat with him is also very considerable.As a result, Coulson was very distressed to find that he seemed to have become the most unpopular person in S.H.I.E.L.D. in an instant, and he had to struggle to get this living fossil out of various "accidental encounters". Take it away and put it in the elevator that goes straight to the office on the top floor

"Sometimes I wonder if you're made of honey." With a long sigh of relief, Coulson looked at the stack of papers filled with phone numbers in the elf's hand, and Coulson's tone was complicated: "Even the stray cats downstairs like you."

Oh.

It's too good-looking to blame me, huh?

No matter how long it took, he couldn't adapt to the excessive enthusiasm of modern humans. Jialuode pinched the thick stack of notes in his hand, and really didn't know what to say.

'Ding--'

A crisp notification sound came from above their heads, breaking the awkward silence between the two, reminding them that they had reached their destination.After getting out of the elevator and standing in front of the only door on the top floor, Coulson reached out and knocked, and pushed it away after getting a response, revealing a rather bright and open space pattern.

"Go."

Nodding to the person behind the desk, he patted Garald on the shoulder, took off the note he was holding, and pushed the elf in:

"I'll wait for you in the lobby downstairs."

After speaking, as if being chased by some savage beast, Coulson turned around and left the moment the elf stepped into the office, without even closing the door, and disappeared at the speed of light, not knowing what to do.

...was he scary?

Standing in place with a dazed look on his face.Jarod stared at the empty corridor behind him for a moment, then turned around just in time to see the man in the office look up too.

After looking him up and down for a while, he found that the other party was still as bald as he remembered. Jialuode rolled his eyes towards the ceiling, walked in the door without energy, and said hello: "So you are still alive."

"You are much harder to see than the President of the United States." Also choosing to pretend that he didn't hear anything, Fury sat behind his desk and also looked at this living fossil dug out of the ground by himself: "Would you like some tea?"

"No thanks." Consciously finding a place for himself on the sofa, Garald pouted: "I don't plan to stay for a long time, so there's no need for such trouble."

"OK then."

Since he said so and didn't force it, Fury shrugged and opened a folder on the tablet: "I heard Coulson say that you have a good life in the 21st century?"

"I think I'd be better off if you hadn't let him get me here during my working hours."

He wanted to hit someone when he mentioned this, but Mr. Elf's tone is not very good now: "I don't know if it is difficult to make money now? What if the deduction is over? Are you responsible for supporting me?"

"No." Fury replied firmly.Before Garrod went berserk, he added slowly: "But I can introduce you to a new job."

"what?"

"Join the Avengers."

Stunned for a moment, Jarod frowned, and the first-level alarm began to sound in his mind.

"Wait, the Avengers belong to S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

A little overwhelmed by his understated tone, Mr. Elf stared wide-eyed at the former director in front of him, and suddenly became suspicious of this heroic organization that is said to maintain world peace: "You can join whoever you want to join? The current threshold So low? So unreliable?"

"of course not."

Xin said that it was not opened by his family, how could he join whoever he wanted to join, and why was he so unreliable?Fury couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth. He always felt that the elves probably had some terrible prejudice against him: "There will be someone over there to contact you directly. I just let you know in advance. After all, your files are now owned by S.H.I.E.L.D. Well, it stands to reason that he is still a member of S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Oh."

Garald nodded: "Then you let the SHIELD people sell cakes on the street, and they have to work hard to support themselves when they are old, and they don't even give them pension insurance."

"..." Fury obviously choked.

Well, they have to talk about tacky things like money, don't they?

"If you join, you don't have to sell cakes anymore, Stark can give you a salary you want."

Suddenly wanted to drag Coulson back and ask them what they all did to an elf in his absence, why he lost his dream like this.Fury closed his eyes, resisted the urge to throw the tablet over his head, and took a deep breath to keep himself calm:

"You can still work with Captain America. I know you like him very much and often read his news on the Internet. Rogers will definitely not object to letting you become his teammate."

……Oh, like this.

But who said I like Captain America?I obviously only like his blonde hair.

Ah yes, and topless photos and boobs (crossed out).

Garald thought blankly.

"How about it, are you willing to go?" Seeing the elf's thoughtful expression, Fury took the opportunity to ask, feeling like a father who is trying to marry his daughter off.

But to his surprise, Jialuode shook his head without hesitation: "No."

"Why?" Fury expressed surprise: "You don't want Stark's money?"

"I earn enough to support myself now."

"You don't want to be teammates with Captain America either?"

"I can't touch my breasts, why do I want to?"

"..."

"Oh."

I probably didn't expect him to be such an elf.Fury sat on the spot, stunned for a while, before considering opening his mouth, looking at Garald with complicated eyes: "Actually, you can discuss this with the captain in private."

Garrod: ? ? ?

Then, in horror, he saw Fury slowly move his gaze to the door.And there, at the moment, stood Steve Rogers with a confused face, holding a shield in one hand and maintaining a knocking posture with the other. Seeing them turning their heads and looking, he subconsciously raised the shield and blocked it in front of his chest.

The scene was very embarrassing.

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