"Teacher, do I still need to take my apprentice to the ether plane?" Salomon came to Kamataj while having breakfast. The reason he got up early was because his alchemy potion had run out of it the night before. After losing the chemistry laboratory at Eton College, he could only set up a laboratory in Kamataj and the Witch's apartment, but today he would not dare to use the facilities in the apartment, otherwise Beyonetta would have caught him in the bedroom.

As a result, he couldn't do his job all day. He tiptoed, jumped over the gray shorthaired cat and German shepherd sleeping on the carpet, grabbed the Phoenix sleeping on the cabinet and clamped it under his armpit, and stuffed the statue of Pergasus lying on the side into his pocket. After doing this, he hurriedly opened the portal without alarming anyone.

This is why he only wore pajamas when he arrived in the Himalayas and all his equipment was in his hands. "If you don't go and make a good man with the witch, why do you come here for?" The Supreme Master glanced at his disciples, and then continued to pick up the teacup and drink tea. "You're here, just buy me a roast goose." The Venerable lowered his voice and prevented others from hearing it. "Don't be seen by Modu, he always thought I had high blood pressure. By the way, there were two bottles of beer in Casillas' refrigerator, so remember to help me get it."

"teacher--"

"Hey, why are you anxious?" The Lord frowned in dissatisfaction. "The review is over. Those apprentices can now receive one-on-one guidance. I am busy assigning mentors to them. Modu and Casillaos have work to do. Do you want to take an apprentice too?"

"I'm busy enough, teacher," Salomon said. "I just want to confirm that there is no job here today, right?"

Having just ruled out a possible task, Salomon went to Athena's residence again. The early morning was the time for the female warrior to exercise. She was wearing a close-fitting skirt made of white linen. Salomon, who had just walked out of the portal, was almost stabbed to the nose by a spear. "How can a man refuse the lady's request?" The spear slashed through the air and stabbed next to Salomon's neck. Athena knew exactly what happened before Salomon came here, especially when she saw Salomon's slightly white face.

She threw a spear to Salomon and asked Salomon to train her for combat. "Like the Amazon warriors." The sweat attached to Athena's skin shone in the morning sun, "The training may hurt, and if you don't want to, you might as well lie back in the bed."

"You are much stricter than the mother of an ordinary person." Salomon had been through many battle trainings. He kicked the spear well and knocked Athena's weapon with the tip of the spear. The sound of metal collision announced the beginning of the battle. The spear stabbed Athena's throat like a snake. Salomon didn't care at all whether the female war god would be injured - he once gave up the opportunity to attack because he was worried that Athena would be hurt by the spear, and then he was beaten by Athena with the pole of the spear, because Athena thought it was an insult to her.

Salomon was only thirteen years old at that time, but Athena did not have any affection.

Salomon was sure that Athena was not ruthless now, because the power and speed of both sides were not something that ordinary people could keep up with. The harsh metal collision sounded out many times in an instant. To others, it was a harsh noise. Over the years, Salomon slowly kept up with Athena's pace in his spear skills. At least he would not declare failure ten seconds after the battle began, and Athena could not defeat him with just a spear.

After the morning exercise, Salomon then said goodbye. He was going to make a deal.

Athena kissed the face of the secret mage Khan Jinji, then gave Salomon a sweet cake that had just been cooled, and then she sent him impatiently. Because when her stupid son came, she forgot not only brought gifts, but also because she had work to do - the art salon is also a job, and the orphanage also needed sponsorship.

At least there should be sponsorship on the outside, otherwise the tax bureau will find her sooner or later.

"I really don't know what crazy I've gone, and I actually agreed to the deal." Salomon pulled a long-haired woman in a hospital gown through the passage of the mental hospital. "If it hadn't been told that you stuffed deflurane into the ventilation duct, I might have been caught."

"Aren't you excited?" The woman named Root followed Salomon indifferently, with headphones stuffed in her ears. "She told me that she couldn't understand you. You were the only person she couldn't understand, and she didn't know where to start."

Root talked to himself like a sleepwalking addict who was injecting too much cocaine into an alley. She was still twisting a pistol taken out of the guard's holster. Even a fool knew that he should not let someone with a dumb mind take a gun, but Salomon didn't care at all.

"Then you should tell the machine, be careful next time you talk bad things behind the scenes." Salomon took Root through the unconscious staff and patients and walked towards the passage. "I don't know if the machine told you." He said, "Now that is not only the Homeland Security Agency, but also an organization, an organization that has been wrongly linked to the US government, also knows the existence of the machine, and you are their target. If it weren't for this, the machine thinks you can rely on it to escape."

"Hydra, I know." Root said with a smile. "I thought Hydra had been wiped out long ago. The word now says it has a sense of historical precipitation. I believe that when S.H.E.L.D. digs out Captain America, people also feel this way. What did you do? She told me that those people had arrived in the parking lot long ago."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "My suggestion is not to exchange fire with those people. In fact, this is my little selfishness. The boss of that organization really wants to talk to me." Salomon pulled Root aside, "Escape is shameful but useful. I don't like to contact secular forces very much, so I asked them to turn around the stairwell for a few more...Hi, hello."

Salomon greeted the psychologist who was frightened by Root. The doctor who was exposed by Root (including cheating in exams and sexually assaulting patients) turned around and ran away. Salomon continued to say to the somewhat crazy woman, "My agreement with the machine is to ensure your safety, so no matter what means you take, it must be reached. The machine did not require that it be killed by those people. Besides, I have no big grudges with those people."

"You're so kind." Root laughed. "They look like a bunch of babies, babies with guns. How do you know they won't shoot?"

“Must retarded always works.”

The gunshots reached their ears through the open passage. Salomon shrugged. "Do you think I came from Hogwarts? I don't have any extra kindness. And you can't ask too much for a group of people who can still wet their pants." He said, "Okay, hold on to me now."

"Are we going to move the phantom?"

"It's almost the same, but I promise you that the safety factor of this magic is much higher."

"You've never told me that you have a dungeon." Root didn't know whether he was talking to himself or asking Salomon, but she didn't care if he got the answer. She looked up and saw the high rock dome and huge stalagmites, as well as several brightly lit buildings in a dark ruin.
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