Do you want to eat Amway? [Comprehensive British and American]

"...Huh...huh." Alison stood on the spot and panted for a few breaths, then strode over with limp hands and legs, and stammered in front of the blond man,

"That...team, captain, I'm your fan, can you sign me?"

FBI Chief: "...??"

Alison spurned in his heart that his opening statement was too commonplace, but he really didn't know how to choose the starting point!

It would be too official to just ask, what to do if the other party is wary, this is not the situation the FBI chief wants him to talk to, isn't it?

Alison comforted himself silently after spurning himself, and then waited nervously for the blond man to reply.

Steve was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell from the TV screen to Alison's face, he showed a little smile, and didn't refuse: "After the matter is over, why don't we introduce you first?"

Captain America is very gentle, but his temperament reveals an indescribable feeling, alienated and distant, which makes people subconsciously dare not offend.

Alison's mind has never been spinning so fast. He cleared his hoarse throat unnaturally, and introduced himself: "My name is... Alison Dahl, and I am an agent of the National Research Bureau—but we have no malicious intentions. I am here today to investigate the details of the animation produced by your company, you can call me Alison!"

The second half of his speech obviously accelerated rapidly, for fear of being misunderstood by Steve.

The blond man had a clear expression and was not surprised at all, but he slowly turned his head and looked at Thor, codenamed 51, and the three tacitly turned their attention to... the brunette young man who had no sense of existence at all ? ?

"..." The FBI chief was experienced, and faintly sensed something was wrong, and he also looked in that direction, with suspicion in his eyes.

The other FBIs naturally followed the boss's eyes and turned, the room fell silent, and everyone's eyes fell on the young man next to him who was controlled by two agents.The young man's face was still very young, and when he was stared at by everyone, he shrunk his shoulders slightly, and he was shy and not suitable for this kind of occasion.Is there anything related to this young man who seems to be able to judge his experience and character at a glance?

"Let... let me explain." Carl cleared his throat awkwardly, and his expression was a little unnatural, but when his eyes looked at the three people on the sofa, his expression became admiration and yearning.

"My name is Carl Wood." Carl introduced himself first, "I am the person responsible for sorting out and publishing the stories of adults."

"Adults?" The FBI chief seized on this key word with a thought.

Steve, who was sitting motionless on the sofa to maintain his aura, had a wry smile flashing across his mouth, which was fleeting.

"Are there really no mysterious events in the world? Can the unknown events that we have not deciphered be explained by science in the future? Does magic really exist?" You won’t believe me, but this is something that shouldn’t be told to ordinary people, it’s too bizarre... Anyway, the Master Manager has already returned, and when he arrives, you won’t remember what happened today.”

Thor almost didn't laugh out loud, he stared at the TV screen intently, as if he had great interest.

what is this?Dad boasting himself?

...Master Manager!

Alison's heart suddenly became tense, and he thought of the young man with antlers who also mentioned this name that day.

Although he didn't know the situation, he observed that Alison's face changed slightly, and the FBI chief who seemed to understand was thoughtful.He took a step back and continued to hand over the dominance to Alison, hoping that Alison, who knew the inside story, could continue to communicate with others.

Alison was under a lot of pressure after being hinted, he avoided the second part of the question, wisely chose to start from the first half of the sentence, and stammered out his question: "Actually... Actually, I believe Yes. You mean, the characters you write about are real, and what you record is them, right?"

He pointed to the three people who were silent on the sofa, who didn't look like they belonged to the same world as the others.

Carl's admiring eyes looked at the two pets code-named 51 by default, and it was not a product of reality: "... What do you think?"

The flames on the wolf's body and the hair trembling caused by breathing are so realistic, and the icy eyes and scales of the giant snake make people feel trembling.

Of course, Alison has no doubts. Since the last time he saw the young man with antlers fighting a monster, his previous three views have been completely broken and reshaped.

"So Captain America...uh, Rogers—Mr. Wood." Alison, who was a little fan, felt that something was wrong after changing his name a few times, and asked very anxiously, "You and another Mr. James Wood have a T&W company. The high-level identities, including the founder of the company, are also surnamed Wood. That company also produced the Marvel series of animations, and the company also has corresponding and comic studios under the company, so it is a company belonging to your forces? Wood is your pseudonym, why do you To suddenly start promoting yourself?"

Alison made a bold guess, but at the same time he was puzzled.

If these people are legendary magicians, superpowers and superheroes who silently guard human beings in the dark of the world, why do they suddenly appear to publicize their identities?Their deeds should be... fabricated?After all, there is no Captain America in history.

Promote yourself...for fame?Or are you starting a business for the money?But since their managers erase the memories of insiders from time to time, it means that their purpose should not be told to ordinary people. Wouldn't it be too risky to suddenly send out their identities as stories?

"This is the crux of the problem." Karl nodded, "In the past, adults lived in the extraordinary world, isolated from the world of ordinary people. They were not allowed to tell their stories, let alone have any interaction with the government. Anyone who knows Everyone has been cleaned up by the manager."

"Now...the world is different, we have to make a change, so adults no longer hide their existence, and prepare a promotion plan for ordinary people to subtly accept."

He scanned his surroundings. Most of the FBI looked skeptical. The four members of the National Research Bureau were dubious. Alison believed it with a tense and amazed expression. The FBI chief had a sullen face, showing no emotion.

Alison also looked at them silently, so excited that he was so close to Captain America that he could hardly breathe.

Code 51 is still lowering his eyes arrogantly, as if acquiescing to Calwood's reassurance of their doubts, his aura is full and cannot be ignored.

"The world is different?" Alison tried to ask out loudly, he was very good at focusing on the key points.

Carl didn't say anything this time, just shook his head.

"That...monster?" Suddenly, the monster he saw appeared in Alison's mind.

Have such strange creatures appeared in cities before?

"The number of abnormal disappearance reports received this year is rising rapidly, and many of them make people panic... This is too unusual." The FBI chief thought about the problem from another angle.

This time it was the turn of Hela and the three to exchange a thoughtful look with each other.

There are so many people missing... Isn't that the mage apprentices and their families from all over the world?

The other FBIs were always paying attention to their situation. Seeing the expressions of the three people seeming to know, they were all shocked, and each made their own comments.

Could it be that those missing people are secretly being killed by monsters...

"Is there really an extraordinary world?" The FBI chief asked aloud, also having concerns in his heart.

If there is a real crisis in the world, these people who hide in the dark will emerge, and this reason is reasonable.

But is everything really as they say?

People with superpowers are not the little people they see, in twos and threes.They are a whole well-developed force, and they live in another world...

The FBI chief is unwilling to easily offend such a force. If all this is true, then their world will change.

But he is not willing to believe it easily unless he sees enough evidence.

After all, it all sounds too far-fetched.Tell a story?

"Otherwise, why did my lord acquiesce in you coming in? And the company." Carl said vaguely that they all knew.

The head of the FBI subconsciously observed the expressions of several people. Even the police officer Abel who had been serving as the background board had no surprised expression on his face, and had already known about it.

Captain America's blue eyes stared at him meaningfully, that kind of eyes matched Carl's words, as if this mysterious blond man could see through all the thoughts of the FBI chief.

"The proof is very simple." A calm and gentle female voice suddenly sounded in the room.

In front of more than a dozen agents, the sound of sparks crackling suddenly sounded in the air in the living room, and golden light appeared out of thin air, forming a ring shape in the air, connected end to end.

In the circle, a bald woman wearing a large white robe and an ethereal temperament stepped forward calmly, ignoring the expressions of the agents whose eyes were almost popping out of shock, and smiled with pursed lips:

"—But, call your superiors."

The meaning of this is obvious, they are not qualified to see the evidence.

"..." The FBI chief tried hard to suppress the shock and wonder in his heart, and nodded.

Now he knows that this is no longer something he can decide, and more detailed matters must be notified to the Secretary of State.

And even though the other party said to let the boss to show the evidence... But what she showed has already surprised the FBI chief.

This really appeared out of thin air in front of them!

There is nothing in the middle of the living room, there is a TV behind it, and the floor is made of tiles. Is there any trick to make someone appear out of thin air in front of so many people?

Holographic projection?

He can be sure that the figure of the bald woman is very real, it is not an illusion!

Just as thoughts were floating in the head of the FBI chief, today's conversation seemed to have come to an end.

They are scruples about the extraordinary world that they don't know if it exists, so they can't arrest people for questioning, let alone dare to treat these people badly. Today is destined to be a friendly conversation.

I just don't know what's going on with the company.

Alison didn't notice the subtle change in the atmosphere among the FBI agents. Those people were well-trained and cooperated tacitly. They all knew what it meant when the officer raised his eyebrows.

Therefore, Allison is still raising questions unconsciously—this is the most critical question he has caught.

"So...you kept saying 'adults' just now, if they are superheroes, what about your identity?" Alison asked Carl suspiciously.

Calwood, the original author of the Marvel series, if his role is only to integrate and write the deeds of superheroes, his identity has always been recorded, and he knows everything, unlike the three who can't find out the specific situation at all.What is his role in this matter?

"Me." Carl cheered up.

Finally the topic he was looking forward to!

"Not all the extraordinary people live in the extraordinary world, but also their family members and some ordinary people who secretly recruited from outside."

"Uncle and I...are ordinary people who were specially recruited into the extraordinary world to cooperate with this publicity plan, and I will describe their deeds." Carl was very proud of himself, paused, and said, "Or my new identity is... mage apprentice."

"..." Alison didn't listen to the words at all.

His mind was full of what Carl had said earlier.Carl knows about superheroes, he can get along with them every day, and after writing out his deeds, it seems that the superheroes still use his house as a temporary base...

what is this.

Is Carl the official fan club president of the... superheroes?

Allison was completely sour.

The author has something to say: Carl (sworn): I am a mage apprentice!

Steve: ←_←

Sol: ←_←

Ancient One: ←_←

Hela: ... ←_←

Alison, who was sour into lemon essence, knelt down: Oh qwq!