"Boss, remember to collect DNA samples from Asgardian soldiers! More, the experiment will be depleted!" Maya Hansen roared on the phone, so that Salomon had to find a place to hide after returning to London, so that others would not hear what she was saying. The matter of Immortal City must not be exposed so easily. If necessary, he even wanted to build a base on the moon - as long as Stark had a reliable construction team.

"And Thor's, this is the most important!" Maya Hansen was confused.

She didn't expect that her boss would not notify her after returning to Earth. She only learned about Salomon's return while watching TV. At the same time, she was also desperate about Salomon's retardation. This is the disadvantage of being a layman as a boss! This is the Asgardian, the race with the greatest physical strength known at present! If her boss fails to get some genetic materials for her to study, she will go crazy!

Without Asgard's genetic samples, she had no idea how to complete the Salomon's transformation warrior plan. Salomon's requirements were too high, and what he wanted was a warrior who could go to hell with him and was fearless. For this reason, Maya Hansen developed a series of plans, but due to the lack of materials, the experiment has not yet begun.

As for humans - she is teaching those druids biology now.

"Have you never opened the refrigerator?"

"What?" Maya Hansen's eyes widened, "What refrigerator?"

He lowered his voice. "The refrigerator in my office. Thor's blood samples were tagged and hidden in the innermost layer. I used spells to maintain the vitality of those cells... Or did you open my refrigerator just to find some fruit to eat?"

After a while, Salomon heard a sound of footsteps going upstairs, followed by the sound of rummaging through boxes and gasping.

"Uh...anyway, you're glad you support me in research. You're really the best boss!" Maya Hansen said excitedly, as if she had found a blood sample preserved by Salomon. Then, she seemed to notice something, and her tone soon became less cheerful. "Ahem, I have another news here to tell you. I accidentally made a mistake..."

Salomon turned sideways and watched the lively discussion scene in the room. Thor had untied Loki's shackles, but in order not to let his brother run away, he borrowed a rope and collar from Darcy - pink, and Duscy blushed when he borrowed it - to limit Loki's range of movement. Thor and Jane Foster had already conveyed Agent Colson's request, but even if they didn't say it, Salomon could learn what was going on from the failed emails on his phone and the almost shattered touch screen.

"Wrong?" He glanced at Loki who was smirking at him, then gave him a middle finger.

Armor Middle Finger. This is a universal friendly gesture in the universe.

"Yes, do you remember that AI? It asked you where you went, and I told it truthfully. But...my wording may not be accurate, I told it that you went to another world..." Maya Hansen said a little embarrassedly, "It sent an obituary without authorization before I explained..."

"It's better to be the last stupid thing you do."

"In fact, I left something in your office..."

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"Hello, Agent Colson, when will we set off?" Salomon said, looking at the mortals standing in the cargo hold in front of him, "It's better now."

"Wow?" A mixed-race girl with light brown skin was quietly approaching the gray mane of Salomon's cloak draped on her armor. But after hearing Salomon's words, she quickly let go of her fingertips holding her fur and ran aside, looking like a frightened cat.

Now, she looked at the alchemy doll standing next to Salomon with another look. She thought the girl's outfit embodies the dissatisfaction of adolescent males, and for this reason she wanted to punch Salomon in the head to remind him about gender equality.

But she didn't dare. In fact, she had already recalled a little about Salomon, and the armor also exposed Salomon's other identity.

The Silver Knight riding a Skyhorse during the Battle of New York.

Salomon's enchantment spell was cast too hastily and failed to achieve good enough results. At least Skye still remembers what his face looks like.

"This is just an exaggeration, I'm urging you to hurry up." Although the secret mage faced with a blurred face by the trick, he could still see his approximate age. His face was the youngest on this plane, and even the female hacker who recently joined the squad was older than him. But at the same time, he was also the tallest, wearing armor. He was still a little shorter than the witch, but compared to the mortals, he was already a big guy.

“We need to put medical supplies and various logistics equipment into the cargo compartment, and we can’t touch my car Laura,” said Agent Colson. “Dr. Eric Shavig said we still have some time and I think it’s something we have to do to deal with emergencies.”

"Are you serious? You made me miss the lasagna that Darcy baked!" Salomon's anger even broke through the illusion trick, revealing his face completely. "You just need to evacuate the crowd, Colson!" the secret mage shouted, "Instead of taking the whole picture! I saw you let someone move the grenade launcher up! Do you know who our opponent is?"

"Aliens? Magical aliens?" Colson shrugged, "I think the World Security Council is very interested in knowing the outcome of another battle with aliens. And, this is very serious, Salomon. I need to be prepared for you to fail."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "Do you mean that someone will survive under the breath of the planet, Colson?" Salomon patted the gorgeous scabbard on his waist, "Are you questioning the power of the Holy Sword... By the way, you were dead when you untie the Holy Sword, sorry."

"You don't have to be sorry for this, my friend. S.H.E.L.D. needs to control disasters so that you can use your strength to the fullest." Colson said. "Not every time a superhero defeats a super criminal, the building can be repaired by itself, and not every time a superhero is out, there is no one around you. There is always someone to clean up the technology, potions and biological samples that may endanger civilians, especially you, Salomon. We still have no idea whether your magic will cause pollution..."

"About magical pollution, I detected gamma ray readings on you..."

Salomon pushed away the physicist Fitz of the science group because he was about to put a detector that he didn't know what it was on Salomon's face. Simmons, a biologist who was also in the science group, seemed to be interested in the DNA sample of Salomon. She was eager to try it with a swab. "Maybe you should go have a cup of hot cocoa." The secret mage's voice seemed to be a hint. Then, Fitz and Simmons walked into their laboratory as if they were suddenly enlightened, completely forgetting what they were going to do.

It looks like they want to make a cup of hot cocoa with beakers and alcohol lamps, just like they did in a college dorm.

"Don't use this magic on my team, Salomon." Agent Colson had to protest, "I think you seem to want to cast spells on everyone present so we can speed up."
Chapter completed!