"Youyou" Elena Rodriguez was a little unbelievable.

As one of the most amateurs in this team, Elena Rodriguez has not read any information related to the Avengers. When Daisy Johnson was studying, she was stealing weapons from corrupt Colombian military and police to protesters, and when Daisy Johnson became a relatively qualified field agent, she had just been captured by S.H.E.E.Elena Rodriguez had no chance to get an education from the beginning and she didn't really believe that anyone could be faster than herself - except for the giant wearing golden power armor. But later Elena Rodriguez insisted that it was just an accident, which led to her fainting on the power armor, and nothing was hurt except her self-esteem.

"Gentlemen, ladies, please do not delay the time."

Pitro Maximov stood on tiptoe like a ballerina in Swan Lake on the space station's armored repair channel, and walked towards the S.H.E.E.L.D. Agents. This frivolous attitude was entirely due to his confidence in his own abilities. As he told the Avengers, he had a career after the split. Many American intelligence departments and subordinate departments of the intelligence departments either called him or visited him to threaten and temptation every day. In this case, Pitro Maximov had to accept a new job provided by his blood relative Wanda Maximov.

This job is the walking safety officer outside the cabin of Tianjian Space Station, which is exactly the same as the swimming pool safety officer in summer. It is not too easy to provide assistance to the repair and inspection of the space station armor. This is not too easy. This is not an unacceptable thing for him. After all, in his concept, both Wanda and the emperor are family members, and there is nothing wrong with the help provided by their family members. Agent Colson waved his arm clumsyly and came to Pitro Maximov with his arm pulling down by artificial gravity. "I didn't think you would be here. I also searched after the Avengers split." He said, "Now are you brothers and sisters working for him?"

"Hmm! The earth is not a particularly good place now. There are always people who want to take something from us. Don't they know that we have nothing?"

"Now he is taking something from you, Pitro." The soldiers holding the precision shooter laser rifle stood twenty meters away, pointing their muzzles at the clumsy spacewalk beginner. Agent Colson knew that his words would be heard by the soldiers, but he didn't care about anything now. "You are working for him with your special abilities. Isn't this something you have always avoided?"

Pitro grinned, and two small projection lights in his helmet reflected a row of white teeth. There were several engineering pedestrian mechas about three meters high in the distance. As a versatile walking mecha, thanks to its modular design and cheap cost, there are quite a lot of modifications available for use in both engineering and combat. Some armor materials are being transported to places where maintenance is needed. Part of Pitro's work is to provide guarantees for these projects and transport the armor materials that were accidentally removed from control. The work method is to tether at the waist, then run over, jump up and be pulled back.

A standard-sized space station ablation armor plate is extremely expensive because after obtaining the space station, the emperor planned to expand it into a small void dock, orbital logistics station and orbital fortress as a replacement for the completion of the space elevator. Therefore, an armor plate that is intended to be used for hundreds of years is almost the pinnacle of Mars materials science. Each piece of the product designed from the atomic arrangement can buy a Stark armor without any added value.

This is not a job that requires expertise.

Pitro Maximov is very fond of work away from all desks and computers, even if it means wasting his math talent. For him, the calories consumed by using abilities are almost the same as the calories consumed when thinking about math problems, and he insists that the latter job can easily make him fat. Just as Wanda Maximov is monitored, Pitro Maximov is no exception, but he himself does not know that although the work he is engaged in is not within the standard system of the space station, he still has one

The superiors - Byzantine remnants from the Lost City of Kit, as Jacob's tribe, were all assigned to the ranks of grassroots officers after training in the ice and snow of Siberia, and the best among them would become military discipline officers. Pitro's superiors were a regiment-level military discipline officer stationed in the auxiliary army of the space station. All his activities would be reported to the military discipline officer. The military discipline officers would then be reported step by step. The final report would appear on the table of the Regent of Latovignan and General of the Military Discipline Office, Jacob's daughter Sophia.

Pitro Maximov only knows that he has to receive psychological counseling every week.

Every space station resident will undergo a psychological assessment and have been determined to be able to withstand the loneliness of the deep space of the universe. At the same time, psychology books and related experiences about space navigation and space station are gradually summarized. Some of the scientists invited by the emperor to the space station are psychologists. Psychologists of Immortal City will work with them to conduct in-depth research on the psychological changes of human beings after they arrive in outer space. However, scientists of Immortal City will not share all scientific research projects with the outside world, because one of them is superhuman psychology, and Pitro Maximov is the research object of this project.

When the first ship full of Mars cargo landed on the airport, Regent Victor von Dum specially invited many foreign ambassadors to visit. Even though they were not in line with Latovigna in the international situation, no one could miss the money-making opportunity that anyone with a discerning eye could see. The investment amount of space elevators has increased, so there is almost no need to worry about the subsequent source of funds.

But only institutions approved for investment can know that Latovigna now has a space station. Many of the spies among scientists are to verify whether the news is true and find out whether Latovigna has really established factories on Mars. The space station can continuously receive industrial products from Mars. More importantly, Latovigna's industrial transformation and industrialization path is an unprecedented model. Communication with Mars is always related to all aspects of Latovigna's high-end manufacturing industry. Regent Victor von Dum relies on this model to lower the absurd inflation in the Balkans, rather than taking the path of privatization like Turkey next door to save economic data.

Although financial capitalism is not something that Latovigna can play with today, relying on financial capitalism to plunder valuable currency is not difficult for the Regents and the Emperor. The semi-intelligent silicon-based intelligence of the Immortal City is enough to manipulate the relatively backward network data of the entire earth. Parasitized in numbers, precision financial products that are tied one by one are a cake that can be enjoyed at any time for the Regents and the Emperor.

"You don't understand, Agent Phil Colson." Pitro Maximov took a few steps back as steadily as walking on the earth, and seemed to refuse to continue meaningless communication. "Please stand in front of me according to the number, and we are about to start the first subject course." He said, "I want to remind you to be careful of micrometeors. It feels bad to hit the body. If you want to be penetrated by outer space bullets, then continue to do your own thing! You can see what the unlucky guy who was penetrated by micrometeors in the medical room!"

"I have to admit that Pitro is very good at scaring people." Wanda couldn't help laughing as if he was thinking of the blood-blooded and terrifying others. "He didn't tell Agents about the space station shield at all. This reminded me of his past stories to the children who were also wandering on the streets. Now he occasionally goes to the Immortal City Academy to see them, but all instructors do not allow this behavior, and all instructors claim that the children are still reshaping their minds."

"I hope he can have a happy life in the space station."

"He is very happy, teacher." Wanda Maximov said with a smile. She realized that the emperor could avoid certain topics, but she didn't care. After all, she couldn't guarantee that she knew all the secrets of the emperor. "He told me that his current job is similar to that of a pool lifeguard. The only difference is that the passenger flow of the space station is always in the 'off-season', and fortunately he doesn't rely on the number of people to collect money."

"I'm glad he's optimistic." Salomon poured Wanda another half of a glass of red wine. Tasting red wine in the living room is a kind of unwritten rule in the manor, but those rules are rituals that Dinah tries to summarize in her spare time to distinguish the owner of the manor from other classes. The owner of the manor doesn't care at all, and only the guests will talk about it. "I'm also glad you can respond to my call to the manor."

"I will never miss any time to enjoy dinner." Wanda Maximov tasted a sip of the red wine treasured by Salomon. Even after taking relevant courses, she didn't think she could tell the quality of the red wine, but she had to admit that the bottle of red wine was very suitable for her taste. "Semi-dry red wine. Forgive me, this is the limit I can taste. My tongue is not so delicate that I can tell where the wine originated. Is there anything I need to help this time?"

"Of course, you are already a qualified wizard, but this time it's not helping, but routine inspection. It's not suitable for rituals in Kamataj." This compliment made Wanda feel sweet on the tip of his tongue. Salomon stretched out his hand, and the snake bone staff he gave Wanda appeared out of thin air. The upper part of the giant snake's spine was completely fused with steel, and the bones in the lower part were gently swinging like living creatures. The snake skull with giant rubies on the top of the staff was casting supernatural light outward. "You know, I had a prompt before educating you, because you are gifted, your soul is more vulnerable to attack than others."

Along with Salomon's words, the blood-red light of the snake's skull gradually became brighter, and the white spine wrapped around his arms as if it was coming alive. This staff records the spells that Wanda had cast, and he was examining those spells.

"How are you going on the Witch Road?"

"I saw my mother's phantom again, and she said something to me." Wanda raised the question that had been bothering her. "I'm pretty sure that my parents' souls have entered the sea of ​​souls, where they return to the original spirit, and she cannot appear again. I performed an exorcist ceremony, but it did not work. Have you read my log?"

"Yes, I read your logs every day, Wanda."

Salomon handed Wanda the heavy snake bone staff, who barely took it with both hands and immediately floated it with magic, otherwise it would most likely hit the expensive marble floor. The white spine that tried to hook Wanda's arm swung randomly in the air for a while and stopped, giving up the movement dejectedly, like a misplaced dog tail.

"I think this is not a serious problem. Perhaps your longing for your family will also shape the image of your mother in the sea of ​​ether. Your spiritual power is comparable to the sum of hundreds of millions of ordinary people. It is not surprising that anything happens. When you stay in the manor, we can figure out whether it is the deceased you created or the ghost from outside. Don't worry, we will definitely be able to solve all the problems."

Salomon acts like an ordinary psychological counselor, but the problem he faces is something that no psychological counselor in the world has ever encountered. Wanda Maximov's mental problems have always been a highly prioritized item on his attention list. Through calls and activities, he can accurately monitor Wanda's thoughts and ensure that she does not have problems that are difficult to control. "That's why magic is so dangerous, why I repeatedly remind you to be careful of yourself. But don't seek answers from the Sea of ​​Ether, the rough, raw, unprocessed etheric energy will only destroy you."

"You told me about this."

"It's not too much to say important warnings. Of course, you must have started to complain about me being too long-winded." Salomon sipped the wine in the cup. This afternoon tea time he and the Witch consumed a total of 8 bottles of top-notch red wine. In order to entertain Wanda Maximov, he had to ask Dinah to choose a bottle of wine that Wanda might like. Now Salomon is considering whether to expand the cellar. He believes that the reserves of not a thousand bottles are not enough for him and the Witches to consume wine as drinking water. "Beyonita and Joan of Arc are both happy to see you, and they also want to invite you to join their hunting plan."

"Then why can't I see them now?"

Salomon then showed a meaningful expression.

"After tea time, they have to change into some clean clothes," he said. "I think you'll like the scented candles used in the ceremony."
Chapter completed!