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Mentioning this, Fang Yu felt very sad.

Surprisingly, there are only four Death Gods in the huge world of "Revenge", two of them are not working, and one is on a business trip.

Looking around, the only person who can make a difference is Frank.

With the development momentum of the soul world, Fang Yu felt that there were fewer and fewer people.

"When I can draw the real Central Academy of Spiritual Arts..." Fang Yu sighed, with a strong emotion in his heart: being an entrepreneur is hard.

If he can get the Zhenyang Spiritual Art Academy, he doesn't have to worry about the lack of manpower, and he can also train a batch of Death Gods, so that they will be devoted to him, and then he can collect souls everywhere

Speaking of the world of Death God.

As Frank roams New York City, burying dead souls, the number of souls gifted by wandering spirits on the streets skyrockets.

Once the number of souls surpassed the 1000 mark, Fang Yu clearly felt his hell authority gradually increase, just a bit too slowly.

It is a good thing that the authority of hell is increased.

Although he is still a fourth-level prophet, he can temporarily borrow the spiritual power zone of the soul world.

In this way, Fang Yu no longer has to worry about Ban Kai who doesn't have enough Reiatsu for him.

There are pros and cons to this step alone.

The advantage is that it can make up for the lack of mental stress in a short period of time, and the disadvantage is that it will affect the strength of the electric current street to extract souls.

If the borrowing time is too long, the souls that have worked so hard to accumulate on the current soul street will die due to excessive energy consumption.

Fang Yu was lying on the bench, pretending to be asleep, when suddenly he heard the doorbell ring.

"Hello, is Mr. Fang Yu at home?"

"I'm Phil Coulson, Special Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. Do you have time?"

Since You Mu was busy doing experiments in the undead world at that time, Fang Yu had no choice but to open the door by himself.

When he opened the door, Phil Coulson said with a big smile on his face. Long time no see, Mr. Fang Yu.

"It's been a long time....I can't see."

When Fang Yu looked at Phil Coulson, his eyes were very strange.

It's been a long time, but Phil Coulson's head seems to be a little bald again, and he has signs of becoming the leader of the Palatine people.

Ignoring Fang Yu's gaze, Phil Coulson smiled professionally and explained the purpose of his trip. "The thing is, there's something I might bother you about,  …

It touches on the question of the void.

Questions about the void?

Fang Yu's first thought: Is there yet another double whammy in New York?

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But if you think about it (cfdd), this seems wrong. Doesn’t New York still have Frank’s tools?

And there's been no high-intensity mental response in New York lately, just a generally low level of steam that Frank himself can handle.

Carefully looking around to make sure he wasn't being followed, Phil Coulson whispered. "Mr. Fang Yu, this is a rather personal matter, would you mind letting me in to talk about it?"

Seeing Fang Yu's serious expression, without putting on airs, he stepped aside, "Come in.

"Thank you for your consideration, Mr. Fang Yu." Coulson breathed a sigh of relief, and then hurriedly squeezed in, with such a sneaky look on his face that he seemed afraid that someone would see him.

Before he could close the door, Fang Yu suddenly turned around.

Consciously or unconsciously, he cast his eyes on the sparrow on the branch by the door, and smiled meaningfully.

"Silverfox, the target seems to have noticed me."

"what is the reason?"

"He just checked out the sparrow's website and it's right here....he seems to go through the screen."

"Don't let hallucinations cloud your judgment, he can't see you through the monitor!"

"Got it...I'll continue".

"Ok!"

...

Coulson walked in, and made a "face-changing" gesture in front of Fang Yu!

Yes, that's right, it's simply "changing faces"!

Coulson "completely ripped off her entire face, then took off her wig and shook her head, revealing the long, wavy red hair inside and her beautiful face.

None other than the great Black widow, Natasha Romanoff-Romanova!

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Fang Yu looked very calm, without the slightest surprise, as if he had expected this to happen.

Natasha Romanoff pursed her sexy red lips, smiled and complimented: "Mr. Fang Yu is really not simple, I disguised it very well, I don't believe you will find out."

Fang Yu sat down on the bench, took a sip of tea, and said softly. "Everyone's mental stress is different, so in the face of death, it's useless to pretend.

And that's exactly the truth of the matter.

All living beings have spiritual pressure, but it is weak.

He could tell that the sparrow was fake, and he could tell that Phil Coulson was fake too.

"I think we still know too little about you. Natasha Romanoff was in a daze and didn't know what "mental stress" was. She could only rack her brains and think it was some kind of special energy.

Fang Yu didn't raise his eyes, and said, "Let's talk about something serious."

"Before... I. Can I ask if this room is safe?"

Natasha Romanoff hesitated for a while, then felt something was wrong, and changed his words: "I mean........ There is no bugging device in it, or someone else is bugging him, right?"

Fang Yu simply replied, "If someone wants to die, I don't mind doing it for him."

In the absolute mental space he created, no one could detect them, let alone try to eavesdrop. ...

Unless some bald zealot consciously uses the temporary gem to peek into their conversation, in which case he can't say anything.

"I can rest assured that."

Hearing this assurance, Natasha Romanoff breathed a sigh of relief, and then changed her expression to seriousness. "Mr. Fang Yu, please help us!"

After saying these words, Natasha Romanoff bowed deeply to him.

Fang Yu gave her a sly look, "If you have something to say, just say it, stop talking nonsense, I can't stand it anymore."

S.H.I.E.L.D came and went in this way, either flattering or pretending to be enthusiastic, after watching it a few times, he was already tired of it.

Insensitive brat.......

Natasha Romanoff muttered in her heart, the expression on her face didn't change at all, she sorted out her thoughts and said. "Do you remember that evil organization we mentioned earlier, the five-headed snake?

HYDRA?

Fang Yu had a strange expression on his face: "Remember, what's wrong with that evil organization that advertises itself as a good person all over the world?"

Natasha Romanoff thought the look in his eyes was a bit strange, but she ignored it and continued. "Here's the thing, we found HYDRA's secret base in New Mexico and discovered they were conducting nefarious experiments on the Void!"

"and then?"

Seeing this familiar prologue, Fang Yu's eyelids twitched, and he guessed that there would be a dramatic scene next.

"Our agent sneaked into this base secretly, and found that HYDRA has captured more than a dozen mannequins with special magnetic equipment, and is conducting experiments on living people, trying to turn people into similar monsters!" Natasha Romanoff said indignantly. .