It has been four hours since Natasha walked into the base, and she felt that this time was quite pleasant.

The long table was filled with refreshments, and they talked about the time-traveling task with coffee and tea. These refreshments were prepared by Jenma Simmons. Although they were just cheap snacks, they still looked like that.

S.E.L.D. is treating these two uninvited guests seriously. Although S.E.L.D. has reached a cooperation with the US official, it is impossible for a store at the secret military base, and all these non-essential items need to be purchased out.

The experience of Colson's team seventy years later is sympathetic. As a listener, Natasha carefully collects information while just collecting hot coffee and biscuits. She is also very curious about the Kerry people. The few aliens she has come into contact with are either quick-growing soldiers who are cultivated by biochemicals or single-thread alien princes.

Although the Colson team only stayed in the space station for a few months, the living habits of the Kerry aristocrats they knew were very interesting. Living habits are largely a reflection of social culture, such as the water pie during the Great Depression in the United States. It may be possible to deduce the current situation of the Kerry society through a little detail.

She has retired from the profession of agents, and is a purely personal habit of collecting information.

If possible, Natasha would rather call this stop-and-go journey from Houston to Zurich "The X-Files" or "American Horror Story". When they leave the U.S. border, she would be willing to change a more accurate name. It seems that the plan to leave the U.S. by plane may be delayed for a while.

Her travel companion and bed companion bluntly pointed out that when SHIELD caused great trouble, she knew that the journey was destined to go smoothly. Maybe she would turn a corner and embark on a private plane to the Great Lakes area in a while.

"You mean, haunted?"

"It's not quite the same as Hannah's thing."

Colson was not afraid of leaking the secrets. After all, the mission about Hannah still happened before the destruction of SHIELD. That mission was solved smoothly by the help of the young Salomon at that time. If Natasha wanted to know, she could read the file at any time.

“To be precise, the things in the lighthouse base are not ghosts, but psychological mapping.”

Colson looked at Salomon, who was sitting on the table, with his hands on his desk, fiddling with the mug printed with the silly Siamese cat's avatar, as if it was the most important thing in the world. The cup survived the explosion at the base of the lighthouse and was taken to Los Angeles as a lucky thing.

"Yes, we've gotten into trouble and can't solve it." The no longer young agent said in an apology tone. "You know, we didn't have the idea of ​​getting into trouble, it was an accident."

Enoch stammered his neck and looked at the only human with professional knowledge and experience present.

The one who detonated the base of the lighthouse base was also the Changsheng people. In principle, it is difficult to tell whether Enoke has a relationship with them. As the only remaining Changsheng people, Enoke is responsible for this. "I apologize for this matter, this is a serious accident." Changsheng people said, "But my companions did not leave a complete storage core, and I cannot be sure of the reason why he did this. I am the observer, they are the executors, and they do not accept my orders, and my authority is on the same level as them."

"I know you, Prophet. Don't say anything about apologizing, I never doubt you." Salomon softly comforted the innocent immortal. Natasha looked at this scene happily - she found that from the time she arrived in Houston to now, Salomon has become increasingly empathetic, just as Salomon was gradually returning to this world before time travel.

"You have compassion for the human race, which is a precious quality. What's more, you are my friend who guides me to escape from difficulties. I owe you a favor."

"You know what happens when the boulders are mixed together." Enoch nodded, which was his expression of gratitude.

"I know." Salomon said in ancient Greek, "You have made beacons with three samples of boulders, otherwise I will not be able to leave the underworld."

"Although I don't know what you are talking about, I need to briefly explain the situation of the lighthouse base..."

Colson rubbed his hands.

He didn't like the scenes of Enoch and Salomon in ancient Greek conversation, but he would not find an ancient Greek expert to translate and record after the conversation, just like Nick Fury. This was neither polite nor respectful. His determination to change the way S.H.E.L.D. was not just talking, but based on conscience and morality, upholding a simple concept of justice and equality, just like the golden spirit represented by Captain America.

"Simply put, someone detonated the boulder, causing a space-time crack deep in the lighthouse base. We don't know where that crack leads to, and the drone passing through the crack captured something...that was frightening, and it was different every time."

"Like Boggart, Harry Potter's Boggart." Daisy Johnson's inappropriate interjection attracted the dissatisfaction of Melinda May. "I think he would want to know this, May, and my description is accurate. Those rifts always show things that we fear, and more importantly, those things will come out to attack us."

"There is my ex-husband inside, Andrew." Melinda May held his arms. Natasha Romanov knew that Melinda May was married and who Andrew was, but she didn't know why Melinda mentioned this. Even ordinary people who emerged from the cracks of time and space would not pose a threat to the lighthouse base.

"The Andrew in the Inhuman form, the Inhuman hunter whipped it." Jenma Simmons added, "It took us a lot of money to expel him."

"The rift is growing, Salomon, please help. For the sake of working together in the past, you are the only one I know about this." Colson looked at Natasha Romanov. "If you refuse, I can only ask the Vatican priest to help the exorcist, although I don't think they have the ability to solve the problem."

Colson did not choose to exploit the new discoveries of Melinda May and Jenma Simmons.

Colson believes that in the relationship between Salomon and Natasha Romanov, perhaps Salomon is the one who dominates. The black widow Natasha will never take the initiative to provide any help. Convincing Natasha Romanov to not change Salomon's idea.

What's more, the relationship between SHIELD and Black Widow is not as harmonious as before. Nick Fury never disappoints in the matter of disappointing people. Even before SHIELD was destroyed, the Agent King still kept hiding the core agents.

Colson just hopes that Salomon can help S.H.E.L.D. solve such weird events, just like in the past in the incident of Ghost Rider Johnny Blaze, who came to Earth from another dimension.

S.E.L.D. can handle alien squads and terrorist organizations that invade the earth, but it is absolutely impossible to fight against fragments from another dimension, using demons and gods' powers. Only those with magic can defeat those things that cannot be defeated. This is the experience summarized by S.E.L.D. several temptations.

"Do you want to go to the lighthouse base?" Salomon looked at his female companion.

"If I can, I would rather sunbathe in Cape Verde now than the cold northern border. Canada is too boring, and the only benefit there is that it is easy to escape from the wanted US military." Natasha Romanov smiled as bright as the sun, "I hope your maid team is ready for a private resort."

"Dinah has put the weapons on the plane to make sure no one disturbs us to enjoy the sun and the cold sunscreen."

Natasha has chosen her private beach and sea view villa, including the beach and the 3 km of sea area that extends outward from the beach, and no one can get involved. She can be covered with slippery sunscreen, lying naked on the beach chair without worrying about the eyes of others, and she is also looking forward to enjoying the sunbathing with Dinah and getting into a relationship with the artificial girl loved by the Creator.

After all, they are about to become real families.

She also knew that Salomon could not be with her for too long. She only relied on Wanda, who was also Slav, but she could not seize more time to enjoy Salomon from the two Western European witches. Winding Dinah was the best choice. She knew that Dinah was only loyal to her master, not the two witches. Natasha had made up for her idea of ​​conception on this journey. Now nothing can make up for her regrets, and no one can stop her.

"Tell me, my dear, is this serious?" Natasha raised her eyes and looked charming. "I don't mind waiting for a while, let alone shooting ghosts, so that I can call myself an exorcist. I may need to start making business cards. Black Widow obviously is not a word that can be printed on the business card."

"Enok once did an experiment, mixing three boulder samples at a specific time to create an extremely bright psionic beacon in the outer dimension. That beacon can guide humans trapped in the outer dimension and...the predators who were originally there." Salomon shook his head, "Even if he does not use the planetary defense system of the earth now, I can feel the crack, not to mention the things on the other side. It is too late to do anything now. If it weren't for the lighthouse base to be buried deep underground, it would definitely cause very serious external pollution."

"It sounds bad." Natasha frowned and paid attention to this matter for the first time. She had no idea about the pollution of external dimensions, because Salomon took the initiative to delete some of her memories. Those memories that had contact with external gods were too terrifying, and once they remembered, they would completely destroy her mind as a human. Ignorance is the best protection for human beings, and this sentence is the truth.

“Does this take a lot of time?”

"No, I'm not going to waste time on this." Salomon clapped his hands and looked to the other side of the long table. "Sad, Colson, it seems we have no plans to travel to the Great Lakes."

Colson sighed deeply.

He looked down and saw the silly anti-jawed Siamese cat on the mug staring at him, and his scattered cat eyes said he could not do anything about it. "Fiz suggested using gravity to change the gravity of a small area and bridge the space-time crack." Colson frowned and tried to make the last effort, "But that crack will always exist. If we cannot keep the power on, the gravity to the end will fail, and the things in the crack will definitely run out."

"This approach is indeed effective. In another hundred years, the crack will disappear. The only disadvantage is that it is a bit of a waste of materials and energy." Salomon looked at Leopold Fitz with appreciation. He always knew that this young man (although Fitz was much older than him before time travel) was very talented, but he didn't expect to be so creative - the practice of distorting space-time cracks by energizing a material like Gravityonium is indeed feasible, but it requires a lot of electricity - as for where the electricity comes from, Salomon doesn't think he needs to worry.

"Even if you convince me, it will be useless. I have more important things to do."

"You're on vacation now, Salomon." Colson felt that his day's fatigue surged. Because of the inequality of information, he could never take the initiative. No wonder Nick Fury wanted to recruit Salomon so much and then dig out enough information. Now that the person who was connected with Salomon was replaced by him, Colson finally realized the pain of his boss.

"I haven't seen you attack NATO member states or fight against any big demon king."

"The summer is coming to an end, and we plan to grab every second to enjoy the good time, because there is not so much time to rest in the future." Salomon gently held Natasha's palm beside him, "For me now, keeping her happy mood is the most important thing now."

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"It has nothing to do with you, this is not a crisis you can deal with."

"I hope you can reveal some information. Now that SHIELD is working with the US government, I can always help."

"Is SHIELD or there a spacecraft that can span several galaxies? If so, I don't mind accepting help." Agent Colson shut up, and he felt the pain of information aberration again. "Also, someone wants Chattaport's account book, which is the docking person between the military and SHIELD. As far as I know, Congress approved the military allocating a large amount of funds to SHIELD..."

Agent Colson instantly understood the subtext.

SHIELD has not received any grants from the Pentagon.

Now some people want to check the Pentagon’s account books, but because the Pentagon’s bad accounts that are old and can never be filled out, the auditors sent by politicians can only involve the least from the account books. The most recent book is to start with the helicopter crash, otherwise it would be predictable to get eight shots in the back.

For politicians who initiated the audit, the real purpose is not to eliminate the corruption in the Pentagon but to crack down on political enemies, so they will only start the simplest project. Otherwise, if there are private sales of weapons such as the Iranian gate, some members of Congress who have long retired will inevitably be implicated.

It just so happens that the Pentagon now has a expenditure that does not involve foreign military aid, and the suspicion of SHIELD has not been cleared yet, so it is really better to use it for surgery.

"Thank you for your reminder."

At dusk, Dinah drove away from the military base of S.H.E.E.L.D. Natasha Romanov pressed the button to open the curtains of the back seat, and watched the almost fascinating deep amber sunlight gradually sinking into the dark and broken sea. She didn't say anything, but just watched quietly. In the past, she came to Los Angeles to perform tasks, and there was not much time for her vacation. She had to sleep in the apartment assigned by S.H.E.L.D. for a few days before she had to perform field missions again.

"How are Rogers and the others?" She asked after a long time, "I mean, mental state."

"He is doing well and is now fighting the black market business in Europe with Wakanda, human trafficking outside Yugoslavia's borderline, drug trade and weapons trade have been reduced a lot. Besides that, Steve, Sam and James Buchanan, who lives in Wakanda, have been quite effective in fighting the Red Sea pirates, and I can't ask for more."

“Are there still vacancies in those positions?”

"I don't think you'd be interested in this kind of thing, and SHIELD rarely performs such tasks. When are you keen on combating black market crime?"

"Not for me, Salomon," said Natasha. "I have a sister. To be precise, many sisters."

"Red House?"

"I hope they can have a complete life." Natasha tightened the warm hand beside her. "I'm lucky, so I want them to be as lucky as I do."

"I won't cast spells for every Black Widow, Natasha."

"I remember that the restoration surgery in Immortal City gave them fertility. You showed the technology of directional organ cultivation like me. Miracles come at a cost. Maybe they can replace part of the reward for you, which is much better than having them work for oil oligarchs...at least working for you can give them the opportunity to undergo surgery."

"So you're going to get all the black widows to work for me?"

"Not all, I can't make decisions on behalf of all of them, so I plan to convince them. Now the Black Widow I know best starts, and when I arrive in Zurich, I will contact her. I promise you that Yelena's professional skills can help you." Natasha changed her expression with a pleasant expression. "This is too far away. What I want to say is what happened just now, Mr. Odysseus, I really want to know the story of you and the immortal man. I have also heard you mention Helios's daughter."

"Do you understand ancient Greek?" Salomon was a little curious. "Does the agent need to learn so many unusable skills?"

Natasha stretched out her finger and poked Salomon's chest hard.

"As soon as possible answer my question, don't expect any sanity to be able to have a woman with an outburst of jealousy." Her eyes narrowed dangerously, "It is said that Kark, the daughter of the sun god Helios, gave birth to three sons for Odysseus... Although I know the myths are not true, I heard you mention that your former lover lives in the United States now. As Mrs. Natalie Savage (the fake surname is Savage rather than Pandragong), I have the right to know who my opponent is."

"The Greek gods are different from the Asgard gods, Natasha. They are primitive spirits and have no form until they find a partner." There is still a relatively long distance to arrive at the villa. In order to pass the time, Salomon didn't mind revealing some ancient secrets. When he heard this topic, Natasha immediately came over curiously - Dinah was indifferent to this topic, not only because she was dedicated to performing her duty of driving, but also because she was a witness of that long time. The incredible information for mortals was not secret.

"The Eternals, an artificial god created by the physical gods of the physical universe, will never age or die. They have extraordinary powers and are responsible for supervising the evolution of intelligent life on Earth. However, some of the Eternals have become the support of the primitive spirits in order to escape the fate set by the gods for them, and Karke is one of them."

"So, do all the gods in myths really exist?" Natasha raised her eyebrows, "But I'm more interested in another message, that is, can bullets kill the Eternal Clan?"

Salomon sighed and couldn't help but rub his forehead.

He didn't know why all his lovers were keen on solving problems with bullets - except Wanda. She was too gentle and sweet, and was not like Slavic women at all. Beyonetta and Joan of Arc were even more enthusiasts of firepower. Now Natasha has also exposed her nature, and I really don't know if it was a mistake to store so many weapons in the basement of his villa in Houston.

"I'm sorry, even though the Eternal Clan's rebirth room has been shut down by me, it's not that easy to kill an Eternal Clan."
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