The Death Knell

Although Natasha had gone through rigorous training and chemical transformation, she was still no match for the Valkyrie. After a while, she was pressed to the carpet by Gin and creaked like crazy.

She laughed and begged for mercy before crawling out of the clutches, breathing heavily.

Su Ming looked at the carpet with some distress. This was the 'wolf skin' brought back from Fenris. It was laid for the first time today, and it was already covered with wine.

"Say it quickly. If you don't say it, he will torture you." Gin hugged Natasha back into his arms and smoothed her hair with his fingers.

"Actually, I never expected it at the beginning." Black Widow's face was flushed. Maybe it was the firelight of the fireplace that made her look more lively: "What we received is an invitation letter from the Shi'ar Empire. .”

"Haha, what new job are those birdmen doing?"

Deathstroke put his hands on his knees, pulled the magic floating cloak aside and wiped the carpet, and said coldly.

"I can't say for sure. Anyway, just take a look."

Natasha clicked the Widow's Hiber on her wrist a few times, took out a microdisk, and then used the projector in the study to project the content onto the wall behind her, allowing the two of them to watch a video.

Inside was a guy with a typical Shia Empire hairstyle, a feathered mohawk, speaking long and passionately in English with an African accent.

There were a lot of words praising the Shi'ar Empire, and some inexplicable politeness, but the overall meaning was that he was talking about a very strange thing.

"He's saying that the Shi'ar Empire has a luxury space cruise ship called the Princess, which will dock at the Earth after seven Earth rotation cycles, and then take voluntary human applicants on an interstellar journey that lasts for one Earth rotation cycle? Su Ming's face elongated as he looked at it, because this was too strange: "It's all free of charge, and you can also visit many alien civilizations?"

Natasha clicked on the projector and paused the screen. She nodded seriously:

"Yes, this announcement was sent to Earth. In addition to SHIELD, there must be many forces that have received this invitation. Maybe you can receive this with a TV antenna."

"Including Attilan on the moon and Atlantis under the sea?"

Su Ming was a little unsure about the purpose of the Shi'ar Empire for a while. Although he knew that there was no 'good bird' among those guys, if this was really a plan to subvert the earth, it was not at all.

If you want to let people on earth know about the existence of aliens, thereby causing hysteria or social instability, this method is not very effective.

How many people can a cruise ship take? One hundred thousand people?

When these people come back, Su Ming can use magic to erase the memories of all the people who have seen things they shouldn't.

So are you planning to trick humans into doing experiments?

But humans are not only found on the earth, and there is really nothing to experiment with. The Shi'ar and humans are not reproductively isolated. They are both carbon-based organisms, so it is better to experience themselves with stronger physical fitness.

An old empire like that had caught enough ape-men hundreds of thousands of years ago, right? Su Ming remembered that the Shi'a Empire once had plans to explore the wilderness.

"It sounds like there is no Kama Taj." Black Widow pouted and spread her little hands in front of her.

"This is normal. Kama Taj does not have any technological antenna matrix or radio telescope. There is currently a WiFi base station that I asked Lao Zheng to help install." Su Ming shook the horn wine glass and squinted. I opened my eyes, but the Shi'ar man in the paused scene had no impression at all: "I'm a little unsure about what tricks the Shi'ar Empire wants to play now."

Taking the residents of the earth on a trip for free sounds pretty good, even the black braised eggs are exciting.

If Fury's heart wasn't moved, why would he be holding a meeting? It seems that he also wants to get good stuff from aliens.

Gin was also thinking hard, her heroic eyebrows furrowed, and another glass of strong wine went down her throat, with a little blush on her face:

"Could it be a trap? I think I've seen this kind of trick before."

"Oh? Have you seen it?"

Su Ming hugged her waist and took a breath on her hair.

"That happened a long, long time ago. There was once a Nordic tribe that lent some boats to a neighboring tribe for fishing. However, there was a storm during the period and the boats sank. This gave the former an excuse to start a war." She relied on In the man's arms, he recounted what he remembered: "In fact, it was the druid of the former tribe who had already predicted that there would be a storm. This borrowing of the boat was a conspiracy. I still remember that I brought the storm to the enemy in that battle. One of the warriors was sent to the Hall of Valor."

Su Ming put his chin on Gin Jiu's head and shook it slightly: "It's not that I haven't considered the situation you mentioned, but there needs to be a prerequisite."

"The Shi'a Empire needs to be able to defeat you, right?" Natasha walked back and went back to scooping up wine. It seemed that she planned to stay overnight tonight: "If you really want to start a war, you and Kama Taj and the masters of the Sky Council are obstacles that the Shi'ar Empire cannot get around."

Natasha's intelligence analysis ability has also been professionally trained, and their group of girls have been taught by Deathstroke for much longer than Hermione.

"The strongest person in the Shi'ar Empire should have superhuman level fighting power, but besides me, there are also Carol, Ghost Rider, Doom and others on Earth." Su Ming let go of Gin, stood up and walked towards the window, looking towards Looking from the sky: "It is impossible for them to be 100% sure of starting a war on the earth, and they still use this excuse of the ship missing."

"Who is Superman?" Natasha tilted her head, her focus completely gone.

"An acquaintance of mine likes to wear red underwear outside, and the bangs in front of his head are curled with mousse. Hairspray doesn't work, it must be old-fashioned mousse. The effect will be black and shiny. By the way, he Mom’s name is Martha.”

Su Ming thought about the matter and said something.

"I understand, it's another person like Modo, right?"

Natasha showed a look of disgust. It sounded like Superman was a pervert or a fool. Who in the right mind would tell Deathstroke his mother's name?

"Could it be that we are all overthinking it and this is a good show?" Gin raised another possibility. She raised her palm as if to give an 'example' and said, "Maybe they want to Do you want to do business with us, so you send civilian ships like cruise ships and want to improve relations through an exploratory interstellar journey?”

Su Ming took out a cigarette and lit it. He took a deep breath and opened the window for air. The cool evening breeze outside the window twisted the smoke into the shape of threads:

"Is it tourism diplomacy? But the last time I dug their ancestral graves, they probably didn't live to know about it. It must have been 300,000 years since the last time the Shi'ar Empire came to Earth. Why do you suddenly want to improve relations now?"

"Then I don't know." Gin said that she could think of this much: "Why don't you go to His Majesty the God King and send a formal diplomatic note to the Shi'ar Empire through Asgard's channels? After all, the earth is still One of the Nine Realms, nominally the area ruled by the Asa Clan."

Su Ming lay on the window edge and thought for a while:

"Okay, let's go tomorrow morning. I just got home and haven't rested yet."

But before he could turn around and rush Natasha to the guest room and snatch the gin back, a bright red fire suddenly rose on the distant horizon.

In just the blink of an eye, the night was dispersed by red flames. This light shot straight into the sky, disappearing as quickly as it came. Then, more than ten seconds later, a harsh bird song was heard from the air.

"Gan." Su Ming dropped the horn cup in his hand, returned to the carpet, picked up a soft cloak and put it on. He immediately put on the black and yellow armor for him. He said to the two women: "I'll go take care of it. It's an emergency, Gin will help me notify Kama Taj and prepare to launch plan No. 31."