The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics

The atmosphere in the room plummeted to freezing point as Danbi spoke.

Lei Ling slowly withdrew her hand. She had sensed something was off when Danbi raised her hand to point at Frank, but Xiong Ling's sheer size prevented her from stopping Danbi in time.

It wasn't just Danbi; everyone in the room recognized Frank's identity. If nothing else, the Lantern Corps uniform was far too conspicuous to miss.

After all, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s intelligence system wasn't just for show. They had been tracking the troubles of the world's most powerful nation, and these special employees were naturally aware of it.

They would have no reason not to recognize Frank, one of the origin points of the current superhuman chaos in the United States. Lei Ling was pleased that Danbi had been diligently listening to the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent's lectures, but she shouldn't have spoken up at this moment.

After all, they weren't privy to all the hidden details of the matter. The agent instructor had presented all the available information on the matter to them, and instructed them not to focus solely on the surface.

There were countless versions of the story in the United States, and who knew if the information they had collected had been influenced. So the instructor told them to have an impression of the matter and not to judge with prejudice. The most taboo thing for an agent was to mix in too much personal emotion.

Danbi's words didn't contain too much personal judgment, but sometimes simply stating the facts could hurt others.

Lei Ling wanted to smooth things over, but Zhu'er quietly stood in front of Danbi, while Han Yamei, as the team leader, was the fastest. She walked directly to Frank and bowed in apology.

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Frank," Han Yamei said, bowing her head. "My teammate was indiscreet. This is my responsibility as the team leader. Danbi is young, so I apologize on her behalf."

In fact, Han Yamei and the others weren't making a mountain out of a molehill. Frank had become the Red Lantern, and every blood vessel in his body was flowing with crimson emotional energy. General Ross, as the origin of his anger, was his trigger.

If someone else had mentioned this, Frank would have blasted them with energy, but he forgave Danbi because she was a child.

"Don't let it happen again," Frank grinned, revealing sharp teeth like a shark's. He looked ferocious, and with the crimson spectral energy flowing like lava, he looked like a demon god.

Not to mention Danbi, even Lei Ling and the other adults were startled.

In reality, Frank wanted to offer a polite smile and say a few kind words, but the spectral energy had affected him too deeply. His mouth could only play the role of a terrifying figure who scared children.

Han Yamei and the others didn't understand, but Yang Le did. He was surprised that Frank could control his anger, until Franklin next to him tugged at him, and Yang Le understood.

Yang Le turned around and saw the Blue Lantern ring on Franklin's right hand, and he suddenly understood that even a Red Lantern ring, forever burning with anger, could gain temporary clarity next to a Blue Lantern.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit stiff, Yang Le stood up. He stated that Frank was definitely not a bad person, and everyone could safely entrust their backs to him. They should now shift their attention to more important matters.

Seeing this, Han Yamei was happy to shift the topic, and the group came to a conference room while talking and laughing, and the atmosphere improved a lot in an instant.

This more important matter was obviously about the Dark Elf spy. While Zheng Xian went to interrogate the spy, Yang Le recounted the general situation to the others.

Although Han Yamei and the others had learned about the mission beforehand, they patiently listened to Yang Le again, because as the main experiencer of this matter, Yang Le might say something they didn't know.

Upon hearing that this might be a battle involving several other worlds, everyone present couldn't help but quiet down. After all, what awaited them next was likely a war, and the previous missions were simply child's play compared to this.

Yang Le looked around at the others. Unlike his side, these S.H.I.E.L.D. superhumans clearly hadn't experienced any major events. It was only natural for these children to be afraid when faced with the upcoming war.

It would be good if they could overcome it, but if they couldn't, they might end their heroic careers early, which would save them from pain later on.

After all, being a hero isn't just about the glamorous surface.

Just then, Zheng Xian, who had disappeared for a while, pushed the door open and entered. Behind him followed the Three Emperors Squad, who should have been resting. Judging from their appearance, they had just applied medicine and followed.

"The interrogation is over," Zheng Xian said, looking at Yang Le and sighing. "Unfortunately, Mr. Yang, what you said is true. I asked someone from Kunlun to identify it, and it really is a Dark Elf. It seems we really have to face a super war between worlds."

"We don't want to be caught in a war, but for a better tomorrow, we have to resist," Yang Le stood up. "After all, we can't entrust our safety to the enemy's kindness, right?"

"Yes, that feeling is very unpleasant," Zheng Xian said with a melancholy expression, his words seemingly alluding to something, as if he was recalling something.

"I've tried to ask the higher-ups. It's difficult to gain the trust of other countries with just one spy. Let's not talk about Asia for the time being. The Europeans and Americans are extremely difficult to deal with."

Zheng Xian looked embarrassed. Yang Le could see that he wanted more evidence. Coincidentally, Yang Le had it.

"I can try to contact the Asgardians and ask them to testify for us," Yang Le said, crossing his arms. "I can also find more Dark Elf spies for you, but we don't have enough manpower to catch so many people in the short term."

Zheng Xian's mouth turned up. This was exactly what he wanted. He said, "S.H.I.E.L.D. can provide manpower. We can assist you in catching all the spies."

"Ordinary people are not necessary. I need a special team," Yang Le glanced at all the superhumans in the room. "We need to strike with a single blow. If we fail, we may alert the enemy and prematurely face their attack."

"If this happens, then we will face the attack of the Dark Elves or more enemies before we have united all our forces. A fragmented Earth is definitely no match for them."

Of course, Zheng Xian understood the seriousness of the matter. He nodded solemnly and said, "Don't worry, S.H.I.E.L.D. never drags its feet."