Marvel Book of Magical Events

"Someone has to do something that other people don't want to do. Isn't that the philosophy of S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

Salomon pushed another piece of cake from his table in front of the boy, and then carefully inspected the stitches on the boy's neck. The boy still had a pungent smell of disinfectant on his body. Although the small implant wound on his neck healed faster than ordinary people, it was still not to such an exaggerated level. Salomon couldn't use positive energy spells to heal him either, so as not to disrupt the extremely delicate genetic alchemy circle arranged during the transformation stage, any mistake could cause the boy's body to collapse.

In order to maintain the growth of the implanted organ and suppress rejection, the boy must regularly take several special drugs and magic potions produced only in the laboratory. After a few years, when all the operations are completed, he won't have to worry about this problem. The perfectly designed body will grow its own special organs on its own.

"You can't ask all human beings that only the Avengers can act in the face of future disasters." Salomon stretched his legs as far as he could and let out a contented grunt. The boy smiled and looked at Salomon. He discovered the secret text message sent by the mystic mage. The two blinked in a tacit understanding and lightly bumped their fists under the table.

"This is too arrogant and unreasonable." He looked at the displeased Romanov agent, "Isn't that the reason?"

"You're sophistry, Salomon." Agent Natasha Romanoff mercilessly pierced the mystic's flimsy argument. She discovered the trick between Salomon and the boy, although she didn't know exactly what happened, but this did not prevent her from launching an offensive. "You refused to tell me what kind of disaster will be in the future, but chose to deal with it alone." The female spy's expression quickly changed into laziness and relaxation, "You don't believe that the Avengers or the human government are capable of solving this crisis, this Isn't that also a kind of arrogance?"

"Modern secular society is too weak, and the Avengers are too weak. Even the Chitauri invasion can't solve it. No matter how optimistic Nick Fury is about the Avengers, it can't change the fact that there are only a few of you. The Chitauri is just The precursor of the alien invasion, and then there will be an entire alien fleet arriving in the solar system, and not only the Chitauri, but other aliens are also included." The mystic said, "That requires the entire human society to The power of confrontation, but we all know that today’s scattered earth cannot do this at all, and the United Nations is even less effective. Under such circumstances, it is difficult for human governments not to show capitulationism. In order to fight to the end, for the sake of humanity In order to survive, I must organize my own forces and conduct space operations."

"Thank you for your confession, Salomon. Look, it's not difficult at all, isn't it?" A smile appeared on the female spy's face. She knew that Salomon was deliberately revealing information, but it also showed that he already had a solution.

"So, you have a solution to this problem?"

"What you see now is one of the costs." Salomon pointed to the boy. He had just made an appointment with the boy to take him to see the seals as soon as his wound healed.

Although the boy's memory will become blurred after all the remodeling operations are completed, his personality will remain. Therefore, Salomon will start to shape his personality from now on. Taking the boy to play with the seal is one of the actions. Salomon does not want others to intervene in this process.

"It's too expensive."

"It's insignificant compared to half the world, or even the entire population." Salomon looked at Natasha, "You can't ask that you are the only one who can sacrifice. It's not fair to you, and it may not be useful."

"What do you mean by that?" Natasha was a little puzzled.

"It's nothing." Salomon waved his hand, "The training and transformation this child will receive is completely different from what the children I mentioned to you will receive. The transformation this child will undergo will not be so cruel, and there is no need to cleanse the personality .In addition, those children can only be assassins, and the transformation they undergo is crueler than you can imagine. This is determined by their future, and they must complete the task regardless."

Natasha quickly adjusted her mentality and calmed down the anger ignited by the provocation.

"Isn't that enough?" She growled with concussion in her throat.

"It's not enough, Natasha. Words alone can't make you realize the darkness of the future. Only when you see the fleet with your own eyes, will you understand that all this is necessary." Salomon turned the teacup and put A sip of unsung tea was put back. He took out the hanging ring under Natasha's vigilant gaze, "You need to look at the future."

After watching Natasha leave through the portal, Salomon was still sitting here.

He is reasoning about the next development of events.

She might tell the rest of the Avengers about the upcoming invasion, or simply tell them that Salomon is conducting illegal human experiments and genetic modification. No matter what choice she makes, Salomon is not worried that the Avengers will affect her work. Even if Thor is hot-headed, Salomon has a way to deal with it.

He wanted to see if Natasha Romanoff would be persuaded by him.

The boy gestured curiously and asked what those things were just now. This is a set of communication methods instilled by the brain, used for silent combat and stealth, formulated by Salomon himself. "Where we will fight in the future," the mystic cast a spell, sending these words directly into the boy's mind, "First watch the seals, and then go to the wilderness for survival training."

The boy nodded with a smile.

His subconscious mind has experienced many unimaginable horrors, and he has no fear of wilderness survival training and wilderness survival, which are difficult for many adults. He already knew where the training place was, and he had received the knowledge from the mind illusion and the brain-computer interface. He sees it as a fun challenge rather than a tough workout, like shooting with a bolter, a way to pass boredom in the modified spare time.

The only course that made him train hard was the close combat technique taught by Salomon himself. Even if the mental illusion and brutal brain-computer indoctrination can make the boy remember how to use fighting skills, a fighter who has not been trained in actual combat is not qualified. Swordsmanship, spears, halberds, shields, almost all mainstream melee weapons and armor combat styles have been added to the course. Because a series of growth hormones secreted by special organs make him very active, he likes this course that can vent excess energy very much.

Not long after, Maya Hansen walked over with a gloomy face. Her dark circles were getting heavier, which made her eyes look extremely fierce and irritable. As soon as he saw her coming, the boy obediently stood up from his chair and held out his hand to Maya Hansen.

She glared at the thoughtful mystic, then took the boy by the hand and led him back. She was really worried about running around with her precious experimental results, and she was even more opposed to the extreme training that Salomon imposed on the boy. She believes that this is not conducive to the stability of the experimental subject's body, even if it is to adjust the relationship between the implant and the body. Now that he has just undergone the preparations for the second phase of the transformation, the boy still needs to go through several surgeries before he can take off his earphones, move around freely, and bid farewell to several anti-rejection drugs for the time being.

The boy turned and waved Salomon goodbye, but the mystic was still lost in his own thoughts.

Salomon supported his head, but did not respond.

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