Marvel Book of Magical Events

Salomon believed that Natasha Romanov's genetic information had great potential, which is why he made such a commitment. In his future arrangements, assassins with some Romanov agent genes will become his shadow. Although he plans to let his future guards join the course of assassination and stealth in the training process, compared with professional assassination troops, his guard's duty is to protect him and fight side by side with him on the frontal battlefield. Rather than achieve certain goals through assassination.

Therefore, Salomon needs to combine genetic engineering and alien technology to cultivate a dagger in the shadows. This dagger will stab the enemy's heart in an invisible place, saving time and cost, and achieving some goals that cannot be put on the bright side at the smallest cost. When Salomon told her part of the truth, Natasha Romanov's face became ugly. She thinks that Salomon wants to realize her wish through cloning, but what she wants is to conceive a life herself, instead of using a training cabin to replace it. Using the training cabin is not at all the fulfillment of her wish.

Salomon, who had foreseen this happening, had already left the Bodleian Library with her.

"You can vent your emotions now," he said, "and all I can tell you is that it's the least expensive way. Whether it's magic or technology, you'd have to go through a lot of surgery to restore your organs. That's very It's a painful process, Natasha, but in vitro cultivation is the simplest and most relaxing method. It even cultivates a you, and then transfers your soul to the new body..."

The last method Salomon mentioned made Agent Romanov hesitate.

"New body? A body with intact organs?"

"Yes." The mystic nodded, "If you use magic, this technique is not too difficult for the current Immortal City. All your experiences and memories will be preserved, no matter in what sense, That you are also you, you just changed your past body."

"Sounds beautiful, so what price do I have to pay?" The female spy narrowed her eyes, "You don't want me to sleep with you, do you? I know your book list when you were in Eton College , which contains the book "The Selfish Gene."

"You remember those girls from the sorority?"

"Of course, you did a good job on that." Natasha nodded, "I promised to see them, although I haven't been in a long time. Take me to apologize to them, and you also know that the Avengers How busy the league is..."

"I have some other children here." Salomon paused, as if trying to find the right words to express what he meant next. "They are all war orphans in Syria. I sent the sisters to the battlefield to recover them one by one. Don't ask me why I went to Syria, I won't tell you." Strangely enough, Natasha Romanov A positive look was cast on him. Salomon, who noticed something, suddenly felt that it was difficult to say the next words.

"I want you to help me train them."

Natasha nodded and said with a smile, "Like those girls in the sorority? No problem, you did a good job, Salomon."

Salomon stared into her gray-blue eyes and remained silent. The smile on the female spy's face disappeared.

"Isn't it?" She had an ominous premonition in her heart, "Could it be that..."

"Yes, the training in the Red House." He said in a deep voice, "but it's a thousand times more cruel."

"F*ck You! Salomon!" Natasha Romanoff jumped up like a pussycat. It was the first time Salomon had seen her lose control, but that was to be expected. "Don't even think about it!" she roared hoarsely, completely ignoring the eyes of passers-by, the waves of uneasiness and anger stirred up a huge wave in her heart, leaving no room for shame. "It is absolutely impossible for me to agree! You are dreaming!"

What is strange is that those passers-by who originally wanted to get closer to find out what happened turned away after Salomon sprinkled some unknown powder, as if they suddenly remembered something important.

"Where is your humanity, Salomon? Do you want to copy the tragedy of me to others?" Natasha Romanoff asked angrily. As a tool?"

"Yes. Everyone must die for the future, including me."

Salomon was silent for a while, and gave an affirmative answer. His answer was like an ice pick, piercing Natasha Romanoff's heart and pulling her out of the furious waves.

"In the future, the survival of humanity will face huge challenges, but even death cannot stop Karma Taj's task of maintaining humanity, including me." His eyes were clear, and Agent Romanov subconsciously judged that he No lie, "Our time is running out, Natasha, and all humanitarian care is insignificant in the face of such difficulties. Although I am not a utilitarian, utilitarianism is the most realistic choice. I know this is not a sacrifice. The reason for a few people, but I can't turn a blind eye to the means that can save the majority of people - maybe a long time after the disaster, people will feel that it is right to sacrifice a small number of people to save the majority of people. But in the current In the environment, humans tend to be emotional and trapped in moral dilemmas."

"What did you see? When did you see it?" Agent Romanov recalled Salomon's prophecy. She suspected that Salomon knew something at an early age, that he had been preparing for it all these years since he had built the Immortal City. "Ten? Fifteen? Tell me, Salomon."

"From birth." He said in a deep voice, "There is more than one disaster. I ensure that the timeline is stable in order to reduce variables in the face of that disaster and find opportunities for the final victory."

The female spy's anger dissipated, leaving only light ashes on the ground. She felt sorry for the big boy in front of her.

He is like an insect trapped in the amber of fate, struggling repeatedly in vain, trying to break free from the gradually solidified pine resin, trying to escape some inevitable ending. He sees so far that few people can understand him. People can only distort his thoughts through the shadow he left behind, and cannot understand his distant cry for help. This is undoubtedly a tragedy.

"No, that's my answer." She sighed, then took the mystic's hand and said in an affirmative tone, "But you can tell me about this, we can solve it together, we still have the Avengers Alliance. If you foresee a catastrophe for all mankind, then we must not stand by. Stark will laugh at you, but he will definitely find a way to solve this problem, and Rogers will do the same. The Avengers are a big family, you You should join us, Salomon."

"Fate is an elusive thing, Natasha." Salomon withdrew his hand and said calmly, "I have long been mentally prepared for this, and I am not fragile enough to need comfort. I I will not tell irrelevant people any news that should not be known, and I will not pin the hope of winning on the hands of a small number of people. It is a disaster that all mankind must face, but just a few people and the current level of technology are Unsolvable. This is not arrogance, but I did find a solution to the problem. The reason I need your genetic information is to reduce casualties on the basis of victory. So, is this your answer?"

Agent Natasha Romanoff hesitated.

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