The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

You mean, you want to make that Cree speaker into a potion? Nick asked Schiller with a frown in the S.H.I.E.L.D. office.

Yes, I want to verify one thing. Schiller in a white coat began to pace the room, he said: Remember the resurrection I told you before? I suspect that Kerry People may be able to make potions that bring people back to life.

After the single universe was reset, Schiller asked Connors to remind Nick to deal with the Kree, which naturally did not happen. The GH potion was not made, and Coulson was not punished for picking up special items. died, and was not revived by injection of potions.

Although after the reset, Schiller took the obelisk back, but the obelisk lost its original function. At first, Schiller thought it was death that smashed the phone, but after thinking about it carefully, there was something wrong with it. Many doubts.

If the obelisk is really the result of a deal between Death and the Kree, is Death really willing to give up such a large client so easily? The Cree are one of the great empires in the universe. The death and slaughter they can provide cannot be underestimated. Just because of Schiller's harassing phone calls, she will directly burn the contract!

The last time the balance was smashed, apart from death being frightened by Stark’s sudden arrival of the resurrection of the Soviet Union, there were also reasons why the decline of the Egyptian pantheon was not as good as before, but now the Kerry Empire is at its peak, is death really worth it?

Or maybe, the obelisk is actually just one of the calls, it doesn't matter, the real resurrection device is still working in the Kree Empire?

Whether the death was just a missed call, or whether he just gave up the business, Schiller felt that it was necessary for him to experiment.

Before the universe was reset, Schiller witnessed the process of Coulson's resurrection. During this process, he felt the breath of death very clearly. That is to say, at that time, there was still a deal between death and the Kerry Empire. .

And as long as the Cree speaker is used as a material to make a GH potion and use it to revive someone, it can be judged whether there is still a deal between Death and the Kree Empire.

Nick pondered, he said: First of all, the matter of using intelligent creatures to make potions...

You don't mean to say that you are making a moral choice? Schiller looked at Nick in surprise and asked.

Nick shook his head in thought, and said, Don't be silly, what's the moral choice? He's not human, and his attitude was extremely bad when he was locked up. Several of our agents have complained about this.

What I'm thinking about is who is in charge of this experiment, who can know and who can't. After all, the composition of S.H.I.E.L.D. is very complicated, and important experiments can't be started casually.

I guess, you will choose to let both Natasha and Coulson know, and then hide it from others. Schiller guessed, but it can't be said to be a guess, after all. Nick had already done this once, it was just reset.

No, what I'm thinking about is whether to let Sharon Carter know about it. After all, she is the niece of former S.H.I.E.L.D. founder Peggy Carter, so she should be trustworthy.

Nick stood up from behind the desk and said, Right now, there are not enough trustworthy people, let alone Natasha and Coulson, Ward is your man, and he is one of them, but he can only beat hard Chong, no strategic mind.”

Hill is also okay, but she was sent out recently. After all, someone needs to be watching over the solar system construction plan, and she can't come back in a short time. There is no one to do a lot of paperwork.

If there are still many of you, it's no problem, but if not, I have to think about who will do the clerical work.

Where's that Mark I introduced you to earlier? Schiller asked.

He refers to the Moonlight Knight. After Mark left the CIA, Schiller introduced him to S.H.I.E.L.D. He should have been working for a while now.

Nick shook his head, sighed and said, All the agents from the CIA are like that. It's okay to be sent out to do intelligence work. Do you expect them to sit in the office and write reports honestly?

Besides, Mark is from the CIA. He knows the agents there best. He should be playing hide-and-seek with the CIA agents in California right now.

Nick pondered for a while and said: However, the potion that can revive people is indeed very important. Let Natasha go for the preliminary experiment. After all, Coulson must have a moral dilemma. Once the experiment is fully launched, I will hand it over to him. .”

And what about Agent Carter? Schiller asked, and he went on: I think she's been a little...

Nick slapped his head and said, Oh my God, isn't Coulson enough? Do we need a female version of Captain America? Then who do I ask to do the dirty work?!

Nick stretched out his hand and said, I never interfere with the emotional life of my subordinates. They can fall in love if they want, and get married if they want to. If they want to retire after forming a family, I will not stop them.

But the premise is that they can't treat their work with the high moral standards that they have been infected by their partners. Most of the agents in this world do dirty work, and an agent who does dirty work wants to be with them. The brightest and most righteous Captain America in the world is in love...

Forget it... Finally, Nick sighed and said, I'll let Natasha hint to her that the future successor of S.H.I.E.L.D. cannot be led down by Captain America.

After discussing about restarting the potion experiment, Schiller walked out of the S.H.I.E.L.D. office and walked along the corridor. As soon as he went down the stairs, he ran into Loki who was walking up with a stack of documents. .

Why are you here? Schiller looked at Rocky and asked with some doubts. At this time, Rocky was still wearing a suit and tie, looking as if he had just got off work from Wall Street.

My visa has expired, so I'll come here and reapply. Loki shook the document in his hand and said, The new regulations of S.H.I.E.L.D. require visas for all non-human creatures active in the solar system, including robots. Including me.

Before, the father of the gods helped us do it once, but it was only temporary, and now Thor and I have to do it again. Loki shrugged and said: The passport needs to fill in the race, and they must give it to me. Write Asa, I hope I don't have to change it again in the future.

Schiller looked at Loki's expression and found that when he raised this question, he really didn't care that much. Moreover, if he had taken a look at the universe, he should already know that he is actually a frost giant.

Thinking of this, Schiller asked, Did Odin not say anything when you went back to Asgard last time?

Loki shook his head, and he didn't know if Odin really didn't say anything to him, or he didn't want to say it.

Soon, the two passed by, and after walking past, Loki suddenly remembered something, he paused, then turned back and said:

Oh, by the way, do you still remember our agreement last time? When you take that order, I will invite you to soak in the hot spring under the World Tree.

That order? Schiller was stunned by his wording, and then he recalled that this single point should be the contract signed with death.

When trying to reach a cooperation with Death for the first time, Schiller got up early and worked late to make a plan, and then sold it to her, and Loki also participated in it. Loki did say that after the order was completed, he would invite him to go to the bubble. spa.

But the problem is, this order has never been completed.

Thinking of this, Schiller became a little depressed. Seeing him like this, Rocky thought he was overworked, so he walked back, patted Schiller on the shoulder and said, Next Saturday, Rainbow Bridge will come Pick us up, and Stephen will go too, it's time for us to get together.

Schiller nodded and left S.H.I.E.L.D.

When he thought about the failure to sign the order, he thought of the contract he was about to get, and when he thought of that contract, Schiller thought of the plan of the dog who would not pay compensation.

On the return trip, Schiller took out his mobile phone and said to the other side: How is the progress? Didn't you say that you want to leave an unforgettable memory for the other party?

What? You haven't found a place yet? Schiller said rather dissatisfied: Aren't you known as the most professional mercenary in the world? That's why I'm looking for you. If you can't find it, I will Looking for someone else...

It's not that I'm in a hurry, but a few days have passed, and you haven't made any progress at all, so I can't help but not worry...

Clue? This is not a puzzle game, okay, okay... Let me think about it, he should be a supreme being, existing in the universe, he can incarnate into thousands, and manipulate the universe at will...

What! Am I crazy?... Don't talk nonsense, I am a psychiatrist myself, and my current state is very normal, slang? If you have to understand it this way, it's not impossible.

Well, you can search again. I hope it can be done quickly. My friend's anxiety disorder is not optimistic. If there is good news, it may be beneficial to his treatment.

After hanging up the phone, Deadpool knocked the phone on the counter of the bar in frustration, and muttered in a low voice: I don't even have any clues, how can it be so easy to find the place?

What's wrong? This task is difficult? asked the bartender who knew him very well.

Deadpool took a sip of his wine and said, Don't mention it, the client asked me to punish an unscrupulous game company, but I've checked all the game companies in New York and even the East Coast, and I haven't heard of any company having an operating accident. .”

He said sadly: A friend of mine is terminally ill because of this. Only by making that unscrupulous operation pay the price can he feel a little warmth at the last moment of his life...

Okay, don't cry, the bar will be dirty again later, I will treat you to this glass of wine. The bartender shook his head, and while leaving the bar, he said: Poor unemployed mercenary, it's already this month Ninth.

Deadpool, who was pretending to cry, caught a glimpse of the bartender leaving from the corner of his eye. He quickly picked up the glass of wine and poured it into his mouth. The spicy liquid passed through his throat, causing Deadpool to cough twice.

But then, he was really worried again. He put the cup heavily on the table and said, What the hell is that lunatic psychiatrist talking about? What is the supreme universe? Manipulating the universe? I want to go Where can I find such a place?

Deadpool muttered the words that Schiller told him, and slowly passed out on the bar counter.

Suddenly, he came to a strange space.

Deadpool opened his eyes in some confusion. He looked down at his gleaming belt, hiccupped, and found that this was a magnificent temple.

In the dimness, Deadpool felt that he was dreaming. After all, if it wasn't a dream, how could he come to a temple directly from the bar?

With such a mood, Deadpool looks like a tourist, looking at every scene here, the towering Roman columns, the burning candlesticks, and the gorgeous fountain in the center of the hall, all of them are amazed by Deadpool.

But when he turned his head and looked out the window, he found that it was not a green grass or forest, but a starry sky.

He walked over, put his face on the glass, and let the glass flatten his facial features. Suddenly, Deadpool's eyes widened, and he found that the stars outside were not planets, but one after another containing universe of all things.

Isn't this the supreme place of the universe that the psychiatrist said?

Deadpool suddenly woke up, but he suddenly thought that this was just a dream, perhaps because he was eager to complete the order, thinking about it every day, and dreaming at night, so he had such a dream.

Anyway, I don’t know when the task in reality will be completed, so it’s better to have a good time in the dream. Thinking of this, Deadpool began to touch his pocket,

Then he thought of this again. In the dream, he couldn't bring in the big surprise that he had prepared in reality, but Deadpool would not back down because of small setbacks. If the big surprise couldn't be brought in, he could give birth on the spot.

He fumbled in his trouser pocket and coat pocket, and found the other half of a raw bread crab. In addition, he also found a few moldy peanuts in his trouser pocket, and found a pair of crabs on the side of his boots. I don't know when the kelp got stuck in it, and I even found a few mosquitoes that were smoked to death in the gap of my hood.

There is no need to talk about rationality in the dream, Deadpool thought this way, hugged the bread crab and started to chew. He has neither taste nor smell, and eating these things is not difficult for him at all.

Of course, just like before, after eating all these things, not long after, Deadpool started to have a stomachache.

Realizing that his strategy was effective, Deadpool's eyes lit up immediately, and he began to look around in the temple.

Let me see...the floor tiles are no good, they are too crude, and these floor tiles are too smooth, unlike the patterned floor tiles used by the dwarves before, the smell won't last long.

Roman pillars? Too high, the smell is easy to dissipate, benches? It's not easy to pose, steps? It would be nice if someone could step on them, but this trap is too obvious... Ouch, my stomach hurts... ...

Huh? This fountain is not bad! The size and height are just right, it is tailor-made for Lord Deadpool, hurry up!

Boom boo boo boo boo boo boo boo boo boo boo boo boo boo boo boo boo boo boo boo... Ha, much better!

Ah! Wait a minute! Why is it still not healed? Could it be that the bread crab is too bad... Ouch... Ouch... It's too late, let's just sit on the floor tiles...

My stomach!! Why does it hurt so much?! Beep...beep...forget it, the Roman columns are fine too... Boo boo boo boo boo boo...

After the entire temple was about to be shitted, Deadpool finally pulled up his pants with satisfaction, and said with a comfortable expression, It's finally over...

Wait, if I'm dreaming right now, wouldn't I be in a bar right now???

NO!!! THAT IS THE ONLY PLACE I DRINK FOR FREE!! FAST FAST FAST! WAKE UP! I have to fix this mess before the bartender comes back!!!

With a whoosh, the belt flashed, and Deadpool's figure disappeared into the temple.

And Eternity, who had just traveled through mountains and rivers and returned home from get off work, found that his universe temple had turned into a mountain of shit and a sea of ​​snow.

For some reason, the (middle) part of this chapter has been reviewed, so you may have to wait to see it, probably during the day