The extraordinary life of a certain American comic

Night fell slowly.

Normally, at this time, the sentinels of the Sentinel Special Service Building would have gone off work one after another.

But not today.

Because there were too many wizards who came here to register.

Even if Debbie pulled the twelve information sentinels outside to the hall for support, the hall was still crowded with wizards.

Locke, who was looking down from the railing on the second floor, was a little surprised at the crowded scene below.

"What about the promise that there are no wizards in New York City?"

"You are really doing evil, Dolan Church."

Because Locke did not expect this group of wizards to respond so quickly, so that the Sentinel Laboratory, which had just received the notice and was not mentally prepared, was now working overtime to customize the wizard's exclusive positioning ID card.

One was registered in the hall, and the Sentinel Laboratory immediately customized one on the spot after receiving the data.

The sentinels in the laboratory, the machines for making ID cards were almost smoking.

So most of the wizards who registered downstairs did not choose to leave because they were waiting for their exclusive positioning ID cards.

At this time,

Emilia, who was sent to the Sentinel Lab to help with work, came over in a hurry.

"Boss, it's bad."

"What's wrong?"

"The Sentinels in the Sentinel Lab are going on strike."

"Strike?"

Locke was puzzled: "In total, there are only more than 400 IDs left, not that bad."

Emilia shook her head and said, "We do have more than 400, but New York SHIELD has just sent nearly 500 pieces of data that we need to enter and make IDs."

Locke raised his eyebrows.

"SHIELD? Did they go to the wizards as well?"

"Of course they did. Chloe went to our SHIELD to input information."

Natasha's voice came from behind. After she finished speaking, she moved her wrists a little tiredly: "There are still some on the scene. Commander Hand just wanted to send someone to urge you to make progress. I took this opportunity and ran away."

Amelia heard this and looked at Natasha and smiled bitterly: "Then you may have to wait a long time."

Natasha asked curiously: "I don't remember that in the last vampire operation, didn't we purchase another identity information manufacturing machine?"

"It's broken."

"So fast?"

"They are all smoking. There are only three machines in total. Now there are only two Stark machines left, which are still smoking and working."

"The broken one..."

"Hammer Industries."

"Hammer?"

Natasha Tasha was slightly stunned: "Hammer Industries went bankrupt?"

Emilia shook her head: "Then I don't know. Anyway, I can't find an engineer to repair it."

Locke, who was standing aside, happened to know about this matter. He sighed and said: "Hammer Industries didn't go bankrupt. Justin Hammer is dead. Now Hammer Industries is run by his daughter Justin Hammer. Someone in the military is grateful for the old relationship. He knew we wanted to buy it, so he sold it to us through his relationship."

Natasha frowned and said: "Because of the Iron Armor incident, the military lost face. Someone still has feelings for the old relationship?"

Locke shrugged: "Justin Hammer is dead after all. Once he died, those people in the military could live. Now he only has one daughter and is still selling assets to survive. It's normal for someone to have feelings for the old relationship."

The Federation doesn't care about human feelings?

Ha.

The Federation is too human.

"What should we do now? More than 500 wizards are crowded over there. They said they will not leave unless they get their ID cards."

"... Emilia."

"Boss."

Locke thought for a moment, looked at Emilia and said, "Go back and tell the people at the Sentinel Lab to overcome the difficulties. Then, I will give them 500,000 US dollars as a bonus for their lab."

There must be a brave man under a big reward.

Strike?

As long as the money is high, there is no such thing as someone not wanting to work.

Emilia's eyes lit up and nodded. Just as she was about to turn around and leave, she seemed to think of something and looked at Locke again: "But boss, even with the bonus, there are only two machines, and the machine is already smoking."

Locke frowned.

The next second.

He seemed to have thought of something.

Locke walked to the guardrail and shouted to Debbie who was also helping to register below: "Debbie!"

Debbie, who was busy, looked up at the voice.

"Boss?"

"Last time you said that Pepper Potts, CEO of Stark Industries, called you?"

"Yes."

"The phone number was sent."

"Okay."

A few days ago, he sold the first mutant immunity order after he took office.

It was Pepper Potts who came to buy it.

But he didn't buy it for himself, but for a family relative.

Locke didn't care. He didn't directly participate in this matter. It was Debbie who told him afterwards.

Very soon.

Debbie sent the private number that Pepper Potts left at the time.

Locke called directly.

The call was quickly connected in the mountaintop mansion in Malibu, Los Angeles.

"I am Pepper Potts, who is this?"

"Locke Underwood, Deputy Director of Sentinel Operations in New York State."

"Director Underwood."

Pepper on the other end of the phone was slightly distracted, and then she put on the kind of smile expected by society and greeted enthusiastically.

Locke didn't call to chat, so he went directly to the topic: "I know that Stark Industries has a document production factory in Jersey City, and I would like to borrow it temporarily."

It is not cost-effective to buy a machine, it is most cost-effective to borrow it.

Pepper Potts was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Of course, but can I ask why?"

Locke said with a smile: "Of course, but I'm not sure whether Ms. Potts really wants to know."

Pepper Potts said with a smile: "Then I still don't know. I will call the production factory."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

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After hanging up the phone, Pepper Potts thought for a while and walked along the stairs to Tony Stark who was continuing to indulge in the development of his steel suit in the underground studio.

After Locke hung up the phone, he said to Emilia: "You heard me, ask the deputy director of Sentinel Laboratory to take a group of people to Jersey City and use it to make the identity license sent by SHIELD. ”

Emilia nodded, turned and left.

After Emilia left, Natasha looked at Locke curiously: "Why did you suddenly think of borrowing a Stark Industries machine?"

Locke did not hide anything from Natasha and said directly: "The machine was produced by them. If you don't look for them, who can you look for? Moreover, Pepper Potts happened to buy a mutant exemption order from me some time ago. By chance, this is ”

Natasha nodded suddenly.

"So that's it."

"What if?"

Locke glanced at Natasha: "If we really squeeze them all together, with so many wizards here and so many wizards over there, with just two machines, it will probably be completely scrapped."

At that time, half a million dollars will not be able to stop it.

As everyone knows.

A heated toilet in the military costs 800,000 yuan, not to mention a sophisticated identity document manufacturing machine.

Natasha responded in agreement, and then the topic turned to the wizards who were full tonight.

"I never thought there were so many hidden wizards in New York City."

"yes."

"If we had known there were so many wizards here, there would be no need for us to leave the city."

"..."

Locke didn't answer this.

Because according to what Natasha said, if he hadn't left the city at that time, he probably wouldn't have found the thief who stole his power.

Natasha couldn't help but grit her teeth when she talked about this.

"Dolan Church really deserves to die."

"yes."

Locke agreed with this sentence, and then couldn't help but smile: "Looking at the bright side, thanks to the oppression of the Dolan Church, otherwise, our joint action this time would not have been able to obtain such proactive cooperation from the wizard group."

Think of the vampires from their last joint operation.

People have to throw more than others.

There is also a big gap between extraordinary creatures and extraordinary creatures.

Now that the wizards are so proactive and active, it becomes more and more obvious that the vampires are simply ignorant.

We don't ask you to do anything. We just ask you to come and register, and then carry your ID with you that can be located.

Look at other wizards. They stay here even after everything is done. They have to get their identity documents before leaving.

Look at those vampires again.

I don’t know what’s good or bad!

Locke looked down, and there was a picture of a wizard who said that he should not mail it, but insisted on waiting here. After registering, he turned and walked towards the waiting area where many wizards had gathered: "Look, what is this called? This is called the one who wins the hearts of the people wins the world.”

Sentinel Aegis simply wants the privacy of this group of wizards and monitors their location.

But the Dolan Church really wants their lives.

so……

The wizards voted with their feet and chose Sentinel and Aegis, showing with practical actions that they would rather give up their privacy than be ruled by the Dolan Church.

Natasha nodded aside.

"By the way, has Debbie already put Dolan under surveillance?"

"certainly."

When Locke talked about this, he said with some pride: "Debbie is no match for them when it comes to magic, but when it comes to technology, none of them combined can beat Debbie."

Debbie not only monitored the Dolan Church's headquarters building from a 360-degree angle, but also hacked into the surveillance system of their headquarters building, directly from the inside out.

And because of the use of technology and Debbie's superb skills, the group of wizards from Dolan Church who had been meeting since the afternoon would never have imagined that Debbie was also watching their meeting remotely.

"The people from Dolan Church are still in a meeting. We caught them off guard."

"Still in a meeting, it's been going on all afternoon."

"It's still open. It's said that I made five calls to the Vatican in one afternoon, and all of them were rejected."

"This is being treated as an outcast."

"The Vatican also..."

"Dingle bell!"

Locke looked at the call from the combat command center on his phone and raised his eyebrows.

"Hello."

"Sir, the Dolan Church is taking action."

"..."