The artificial human maid hasn't been home for several days. Beyonetta urged Salomon early in the morning to pick up the cute artificial human maid from the secret base. Today, Salomon had to have lunch in Oxford, and in the afternoon, he had to ride a bicycle to the Bodley Library to find some historical information. He could only return to New York for dinner.

Without the help of the maid, the witches' lunch would be the cold meat steak left yesterday. As for the Hawaiian pizza option, Joan of Arc and Beyonita tacitly ignored it.

"I will." Salomon leaned over and kissed Beyonita's smooth back. The fair skin also had the kiss marks left last night. The smooth long hair like a dark cloud was curled up on her shoulders, and the thin bright blanket was draped on her lazy curling thighs. A black tie was hung on her toes, and the charming curves of her spine and the perfect waist-hip ratio made Salomon intoxicated again.

"What do you want to eat today?" He held the witch's slender waist with one hand and placed the other on her flat belly. Salomon asked softly in her ear, but did not attract Joan of Arc's attention. "Do you want some Japanese cuisine? How about salmon sushi?"

"Then the dinner should be more hearty." Beyonetta's sleepy eyes, her tone was filled with chuckling and lust, "Go early and come back early, my dear."

"I'm going to go back to New York early today." Salomon informed the artificial maid.

"Master, the training of the artificial human legion has not been completed yet." Dinah seemed to be very yearning for returning to the apartment, but at the same time she also attached great importance to the tasks assigned by Salomon. The two responsibilities pulled her at the same time, making the artificial human maid of the single-digit age very entangled. Fortunately, Salomon, as the leader, temporarily removed Dinah from his post in the Immortal City, which made the artificial maid jump in surprise-"training can be carried out at any time." He said, "But it's impossible to make the dear witch unhappy."

Even so, the artificial human maid tried to show Salomon the results of this period.

The Wakanda gave each artificial human a standard long sword, and those long swords made of vibrant gold are invincible. With the thunderbolt guns and force feedback power armor issued by Salomon, ten artificial human maids can easily win a low-intensity war.

At the same time, Princess Wakanda, Su Rui, seemed to be unable to see the reactor equipped with Stark in the power backpack. She tried to modify the system of the power backpack and modularize it. So when Salomon came to the Immortal City after almost a month, he saw Su Rui's modular design for the power backpack installation - two main thrusters that can spray flame steel wings and install on the front of the power backpack. Any power backpack can be installed with this module.

Although this flight device not only improves maneuverability, but also consumes a lot of energy and shortens the continuous combat time of the artificial human army, since the entire armor is designed in a modular design, replacing the energy-depleted power backpack can solve the problem.

"We usually use this flight device to train, Master." The artificial human Dinah pointed to the observatory floating on the rock dome of the Immortal City. Now it is a place for artificial human flight training. They are also on the mission to help the Wakanda explore unknown areas of the Immortal City. Salomon can see the artificial human legion crossing the dark dome like a red meteor, flying to the dark area that has not been repaired.

"There are also sword training and live-fire shooting." Dinah named each artificial human. She took out a thick table, which shows the performance of each artificial human in participating in sword training, live-fire shooting, flight training and even daily life. She selected artificial humans with excellent performance to take charge of subordinates and manage the daily affairs of the artificial human army.

"You did a great job." Salomon looked over the records and was indescribably satisfied with Dinah's work. "You can bring a few artificial people you think are good to meet the witches, and then let them patrol the apartment. There will be big things happening recently, and anything that will disturb my life with the witches is not allowed to approach that area."

"Is the alert value the highest?" asked Dinah.

Salomon nodded, who knew what kind of chaos would happen when Hydra rebelled. "All armed forces are not allowed to approach," he said, "granting the killing authority."

"I get it, Master." Dinah put the form away and continued to ask, "Don't you need to talk to the princess of Wakanda? She seems to have a big objection to your genetic modification experiment."

"It's not her turn to question it." Salomon didn't care. "This is a cooperation reached by their gods and me. Wakanda is not a country of the royal family of Wakanda, but a country of Baste. To raise objections, it must be King Wakanda and Baste's spokesperson."

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"Okay, sir, I promise he won't find it." Natasha Romanov, wearing a black tight leather jacket, was receiving mission information from his boss. Opposite the conference screen was Nick Fry's unhappy face. Obviously, he was a little dissatisfied with Agent Romanov's behavior of playing with the electric shock device in his hand while listening to the mission briefing, but this mission can only be carried out by Agent Romanov to be foolproof. Nick Fry could only pretend that he did not see her small movement.

She is a spy, and even when she is performing a self-directed and self-acting mission, she still has to take on the most ulterior part of the mission. But this time she doesn't put all her mind on the mission.

"Are you really sure the other side doesn't need my help?" Natasha didn't specify who it was, but Nick Fury knew what she was talking about. "I think I have a good relationship with that target," she said with a chuckle. "He's still a polite little boy!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "He is not an ordinary little boy now, Agent Romanov." The Director of S.H.E.L.D.'s face was serious, "but I believe that Oxford's studies are enough to distract him. There is no need to provoke him on purpose. Everyone knows what will happen when he focuses on S.H.E.L.D., and his ideas are very dangerous. I am worried that he will be used by the enemy."

"I will do my job of trying to win him over," Agent Romanov thought for a while and said with some hesitation. "But the effect of win over has become worse and worse in recent years. He doesn't even look into my collar. I don't know if it's shyness or other reasons. I think it's necessary to investigate."

"Maybe it's because he's grown up." Nick Fury shrugged, not saying the mission of Agent Colson and Salomon, and the missing Asgardian. "It's like this that boys become men, but don't underestimate your charm, Agent Romanov. I believe Salomon Damonnet still likes you very much, and don't forget your long-term mission. Remember to guide Steve Rogers to date the agent we arranged. But you have to focus on this mission first and never let anyone discover your true purpose."

"Okay, sir, I will." Agent Natasha Romanov covered her laptop. She raised her legs on the desktop and then let out a long breath. The secret missions in the secret mission, which can only be completed by the best spy. She thought she had become a warrior, but she did not expect that the secrets she did not want to know were still chasing her.

She missed the tacos and wine in the unmanned restaurant shrouded in the dark. Although the food was very unmatched, no one could eavesdrop on or monitor it, and she was still very relaxed and happy during that short period of time.
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