Salomon did not agree to attend the Hydra Christmas dinner, but he still arranged ten artificial men for Stephanie to completely subdue the conservative Hydras led by the Malik family at that banquet. Although Gideon Malik was a little unhappy, when he thought that those Hydras were actually Stephanie's subordinates, and that the Malik family's power transfer would come sooner or later, it would be better to lay the foundation for Stephanie's rule in advance while he was not old enough to be confused.

"Don't have too much blood," Gideon Malik pleaded. "Those families have followed the Malik family for hundreds of years, and conservative Hydras have extremely rich assets and connections, both in Britain and in the United States. I believe those people are useful to you."

"This matter is dominated by the Malik family, but-" Salomon pointed to the artificial human behind him, and the subtext was self-evident. If the Hydra refused to obey, then he would not mind using violent plunder to concentrate those resources.

However, Stephanie told him another news. It turned out that she was the real controller of several listed companies. If Salomon planned to take back those industries, he would inevitably merge those companies into a group to improve administrative efficiency and cooperation between different companies. "There may be resistance." Stephanie said, "The Rothschild family has also been involved in it, and there are Masonics. Are you planning to clear those people?"

"Why should I worry about a group of stonemasons who will award sports stars the medals?" Salomon waved his hand indifferently, as if the Freemasons were really just a group of stonemasons in his eyes. Stephanie didn't dare to be strange. The Immortal City is an armed violent group and is hardly in line with the economic system of this world. There is no need to worry about the small actions of those capitalists waving money behind the scenes.

The next step after concentrating funds is to exchange the US dollar for gold and then exchange gold for alien resources. There are many sources of funds, one of which is the gangsters in New York City. Salomon promised Stephanie to go to the alien black market with him to do business. He had contacted a black market merchant from the Kerry Empire. The alien black market merchant obviously did not want to fight Salomon to do such a big business.

There is no security guarantee for doing business in the black market. Just like many auction houses in fantasy novels, you will be attacked when you go out. However, alien technology does not pose much threat to him. As long as it is defined as technology, from alien guns to spacecraft, he has a way to deal with it.

Stephanie was also assigned to a modified sisters' power armor to strengthen the Risan survival system to protect herself during the transaction.

With a hammer, everything is nailed, and Stephanie is no exception. A simple and crude solution can make her focus on more important work, such as the Mars Foundry. Stephanie is inviting professionals to evaluate the production capacity of the Mars Foundry controlled by artificial intelligence, and then use this as a standard to plan the strategy with Salomon to determine the progress of the great plan.

"The enemy is coming, Stephanie." Salomon said softly, "then it will be the time for us to exert our strength. That battle will be more tragic than anyone imagined. It is just the first battle for humans to step out of the earth. It should be faster, Stephanie, we should be faster, we don't have much time."

The reason why Salomon said this was that he heard the movements of various empires in the universe in the trading city between dimensions. The Kerry Empire had an ambiguous attitude towards the conqueror Ronan, and the armistice agreement was likely to turn into a piece of waste paper. The war between Sandal and the Kerry Empire would break out again. The cosmic warlord Thanos also recently sent a fleet to start looking for some mysterious things.

The silent universe will soon become lively and the earth will not be stable for too long.

"I will." Stephanie nodded, "Can you tell me what kind of enemy it is?"

"It's just the most common villain in the comics." Salomon shrugged, unwilling to say too much. Thanos's fleet was too powerful, and he had to speed up to catch up. Before that, he had obtained the permission of the Venerable, who agreed to use the time gem to speed up time in a certain area to build warships - this is an absolute destruction of the Kamataj rules, so both the Venerable and Salomon tacitly stopped mentioning this matter, and even the Emperor of Vishan knew that.

Perhaps Ago Motorcycle knew, but He did not stop it. The first generation of Supreme Masters who were good at prophecy had seen the possibility of the future. He who was biased to humanity agreed to Salomon's approach. From the time when Salomon first brought the ring, he felt that Ago Motorcycle was abnormally biased.

But he could not speculate on the intentions of the God of Truth, and the Venerable did not know what Ago Motorcycle had.

But even the most severe future is, it cannot stop Salomon from taking off his suit and putting on a paper-based girl T-shirt.

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The door of the apartment opened with a slam. The witches wearing exposed shirts and jeans ignored the weather and walked in proudly. The Cheshire Cat, who was following them, even raised her head and looked at the road with her chin until she hit the corner of the table. The witches accepted Athena's invitation and went to the beauty salon purchased by Goddess of Wisdom to do a spa. Even the Cheshire Cat's fur became smooth and hydrated, and Beyonita even showed her newly made pure black manicure in front of Salomon.

Tomorrow, the witches plan to inspect the manor and perform a stunt racing competition between witches.

"Boya, why are you frowning?" Beyonetta, with a wide-brimmed hat, bent down, holding her sunglasses in one hand, and looked at Salomon from the gap above her glasses. The hem of the white shirt tied a knot on her chest, and the secret wizard could even see the black lace edges clearly. "Is it because we didn't call you when we went out to play?" she said with a smile, "or are you jealous?"

"No!"

"You are so cute!" Berenita pinched Salomon's face and kissed him on the lips. "Are you satisfied?" The rosemary smell of sweet camphor and grass on Berenita's body penetrated into his nose. The refreshing and rich fragrance made the witch feel a little oppressed. Berenita took off her hat and straddled her to Salomon's thigh.

She was very satisfied with Salomon's physiological reaction, especially the speed. She put Salomon's hands on her waist, and the secret mage's hands were filled with delicate touch. The witch's belly was not as soft as an ordinary woman. Salomon could touch Beyonita's vest line and abdominal muscles, and her slender waist only needed two hands to hold it.

When Berenita habitually fixed his waist with her slender and powerful legs, Salomon subconsciously hugged her tightly and held the witch's buttocks with one hand. His hand rubbed the witch's smooth spine, which made Berenita laugh, and the silver triangle hollow golden earrings inlaid with sapphires shaking.

"Do you want to see my apology?" Beyonetta put her hands on Salomon's shoulders and looked at him condescendingly. A sticky voice sounded in Salomon's ears, "I can let you see it while Joan of Arc hasn't changed his clothes yet. If you don't want to sleep tonight, I can..."
Chapter completed!