Chapter 219 I won't talk to you anymore "It sounds like you've become Marvel's big boss behind the scenes." Bruce didn't show much surprise. To be the eternally chosen one of an owl? There was really nothing to be happy about. And it was a fat owl, which was even more embarrassing. "Can you decide for yourself these so-called Owl Chosen Ones?" He couldn't help but ask, "For example, if you like someone, you can appoint him as your spokesperson." This is a good question. Katum sighed and said, "Of course I can choose whatever I want, but here's the problem. Even if I choose a group of spokespersons, they won't understand what I say." Unless all of them are chosen as apprentices of Kamar-Taj, but it is obvious that Ancient One would not be happy with that. "So what you mean?" Bruce roughly guessed what Katum was going to say.
"You come and be the demon god." Katoom said, "Be my stand-in. From now on, you are Marvel's Bat-God." Starting from scratch and being a demon in Marvel, I can last at least ten years. Bruce frowned upon hearing this. Bat God? This name is useless. "Don't hesitate, it's decided!" Katoom made a choice for Bruce, "From now on I will be an ordinary owl, and you will be the great devil Bruce!" The new demon bat in the Marvel Universe. "alright." Bruce was a little helpless. This so-called devil was just an empty title to him. "By the way, there's one more thing." Katum said, "I think I have some information about the whereabouts of the fake zombie pair." Then, he explained to Bruce what Stark had seen in the desert. From what Tony said, he knew that he should have seen the man and the bird at least once. "They're also keeping an eye on Tony Stark." Katum said, "Although we don't know what their purpose is, we will also contact Stark and we will definitely find some clues about them." "That's okay..." Bruce finally nodded. In fact, his first impression of Stark was just average. Stark was a little too flamboyant, and Bruce instinctively wanted to stay away from him. "A superhero shouldn't be this conspicuous."
Bruce thought, "Otherwise, his enemies will definitely target the people he loves, or the people who love him." Moreover, when they appear in public frequently, they will unconsciously carry some idol baggage that they shouldn't have. Bruce had already experienced this in the black robe world. …… The Hall family, breakfast time as usual. Bruce and Wanda sat together, and on the other side of the living room, a flickering TV screen was playing Tony Stark's press conference on a loop. "I have decided to shut down Stark Group's weapons research and development department starting today!" The picture froze on Tony's embarrassed appearance sitting on the ground, and the shocked expressions of the reporters present were almost synchronized with the expressions of every audience outside the TV. The program's current affairs commentator began to express his views at this time - "According to Stark Group President Obadiah, Stark may have suffered from severe mental trauma, which led to his decision. "And we still don't know what kind of torture Tony Stark went through in the Middle East..." Snapped-- Wanda looked expressionless and turned off the TV. Pietro, who was sitting next to her, also said with a gloomy face: "This is impossible, it must be a businessman's trick!" For example, hype and the like, the purpose is to make more money. "Tony Stark is a war criminal." Wanda said coldly, "Even if what he said is true, it can't wash away his sins!" The hatred these two siblings have for Stark will not change at all because of what they said at the press conference. Bruce had been eating his breakfast in silence, making no comment. Today is Saturday, which is supposed to be a day of rest, but Bruce and the others have important arrangements. Today, they will report to the SHIELD headquarters and officially become young agents. I heard that there is still a chance to be received by the mysterious official No. 33. At this time, Mr. Hall interrupted Wanda and Pietro and brought the topic back to business. "We'll talk about Stark later." Mr. Hall displayed the composure of an adult, “You should also remember in the future that no matter how exaggerated and explosive the news you see is, don’t rush to comment, wait a few days before making any comments. "Now, I want to give you a few final instructions." He stirred his coffee and said slowly, "You should have heard that Officer No. 33 will meet with you. First of all, don't be nervous about it. Secondly, don't show any discrimination against black people!" "We don't discriminate against black people," Pietro argued.
"Yes, that's the attitude we'll adopt then!" Mr. Hall was very satisfied with Pietro's answer. "The so-called Officer No. 33, his real name is Nick Fury, codename...Agent King." When the title of King of Agents was mentioned, Bruce saw a hint of sarcasm flash across Mr. Hall's face. “But you should also realize that this guy doesn’t deserve the reputation. "On the surface, he is in charge of ., but in reality, it is us at Hydra who are playing house with him." The top leader of a secret service agency, it turns out that almost all of his subordinates are traitors. Nick Fury shouldn't use Officer 33 as his code name, he should change his name to Gin. At this moment, Katum's voice sounded in Bruce's mind. "Not only that, Nick Fury himself was also a traitor on Earth, letting the wolf in and almost letting aliens occupy the Earth." There was one thing Katum couldn't figure out. Why does Nick Fury let the Skrulls settle down on Earth? It’s not like he can’t find a habitable planet. Isn’t the planet that Thanos uses for retirement a good one? At this point, Mr. Hall's instructions had come to an end. "In short, just keep a normal mind when the time comes. I still have confidence in you." As soon as the words fell, Pietro immediately promised: "We will definitely not let you down!" Breakfast time is over. Mr. Hall went to the garage to get the car out. Bruce was also about to go out, and at this moment, Wanda came to him silently. "There seems to be something wrong with you." "what?" Bruce was almost startled by Wanda. Is this guy walking without making any noise? He's just like a female ghost. And suddenly appearing next to someone to scare them, isn't that something he would do? "What's wrong?" Bruce asked calmly, "Is my face swollen?" "Don't try to hide it from me." Wanda stared into Bruce's eyes and said, "You didn't say anything when the news was on TV." "I'm hungry," Bruce said. "Just focusing on breakfast." Wanda obviously didn't believe this. She stared at Bruce in silence for a while, then looked away.
"I was too sentimental before." She suddenly said, "I thought we were friends and would deal with Stark together." With that, the little girl floated away, followed by two ghosts that only Bruce could see. A drop of cold sweat dripped down Bruce's forehead. "It's inexplicable." He couldn't help but think in his heart, "Why did I feel guilty just now?" He had no relationship with Wanda and had never made any promises to the girl. Why do you feel guilty? “This is what it feels like to betray someone.” Katum's voice sounded at the right time, "Wanda and Tony, you can only choose one now." "I don't choose anyone!" Bruce said unhappily, "The grudge between them has nothing to do with me!" "really." A black shadow flashed in the air, and Katum flew out from somewhere. He landed on Bruce's shoulder as usual. Bruce's shoulders visibly slumped. "What's going on, Bruce?" Katum suddenly rebuked him harshly, "How come your physical condition has deteriorated so much after not seeing you for a few days? You can't even bear it for me?" "Is it possible that you've gained weight?" Bruce asked back. "No way!" Katum said flatly, "You have also learned to shirk responsibility? Who did you learn this from?" Bruce didn't bother to answer. He raised his shoulders hard to keep his balance on both sides. “Just think of it as weight training.” Bruce thought to himself, "You stupid owl, you dare to scold me? I won't remind you anymore. I'll wait until you become fat as a ball and see what you can do!" Thinking of the miserable plight of the owl in the future, Batboy felt much better. He smiled and got into the car. …… The headquarters of ., the Triplex Building, is located in Washington, DC, but compared to this headquarters, the New York branch is more important. After all, the headquarters may be suitable for senior executives to retire, but the New York branch is more suitable for doing business. On the way to the New York branch, the back seat of the car was particularly silent. Even Pietro, who is usually the most restless, feels like sitting on pins and needles. The three children sat in the back seat, and Pietro sat in the middle. Although he was a thick-skinned man, he noticed that the people on both sides seemed to be in a somewhat strange mood. "what happened?" He lowered his head and asked Wanda, "Weren't you fine just now? Why are you suddenly angry now?"
Wanda usually looked like she was daydreaming, and she was no different now. Only her biological brother, Pietro, could see the slight difference in her expression. "Don't ask me." Wanda said coldly, "Go ask that traitor." traitor? Pietro couldn't help but turn around and look at Bruce with a questioning look in his eyes. Is she talking about you? Bruce shook his head slightly, saying nothing, not wanting to defend himself. To be honest, he was also completely confused now and had no idea what Wanda was angry about. Seeing that neither of them spoke, Pietro felt even more uncomfortable. He felt that he should not be in the car now, but should be under the car. This awkward atmosphere was almost killing him. "Wanda has a terrifying intuition." Owl stood behind Bruce's car seat and whispered to him, "She can sense that you are beginning to want to get close to Stark." "What do you mean I should get close to Stark?" Bruce couldn't help but ask back, "Didn't you instigate this? I never wanted to have anything to do with Stark in the first place." "Nonsense." Katum said, "Do you dare to say that you didn't ask Stark to improve the mecha together before?" "that's not important!" Bruce said, "It was you who instigated it anyway!" "You'd just be putting the blame on an owl." Katum sneered, "But Wanda doesn't care about that. She'll just be mad at you." "Why is she mad at me?" Bruce felt really confused and helpless, as if he was shot while lying down. "I don't know." Katum shook his head. "I'm just an owl. How can I possibly understand a little girl's heart?" "you--" All of Bruce's words got stuck in his throat. He vaguely remembered that when Katum encouraged him to pursue Diana, he had assured him that he had plenty of experience in how to pursue girls. But now, Katum has transformed himself into a pure-hearted owl. He really said all the right and wrong things. "Wanda is sick, and so are you!"
Bruce finally chose to surrender and didn't want to continue arguing with Katum on this topic. He looked ahead, then glanced at Wanda on the other side out of the corner of his eye. The other party is still angry. "Just continue to be angry." Bruce thought, "Anyway, I didn't do anything wrong. Now it's not you and I who are in a cold war, but me and you!" He will never talk to Wanda again unless Wanda apologizes to him! …… Passing through the bustling area of Manhattan, Mr. Hall turned the car into an inconspicuous corner. "Just go in here." Mr. Hall said, "You also have to remember the way. I can't take you here every time." After all, he is also an agent and sometimes he has his own missions. “This place is pretty memorable.” Pietro finally dared to speak. He leaned his head forward and tried to remember his surroundings. After Mr. Hall turned a few more corners, they finally reached their destination. The New York branch of . looks like an ordinary store from the outside, with an old sign outside. If there were a colorful light hanging on it, it would look like a place selling adult products. Led by Mr. Hall, Bruce and his friends walked into the store. Just by crossing two doors, the scenery in front of you changed instantly. The old-fashioned decoration disappeared and was replaced by a very modern style. People were coming and going in the corridor, all in suits and ties. Through the glass wall, you can see countless computer screens flashing with lights and the sound of keyboards clacking one after another. "Don't worry about them." Mr. Hall said softly, "They are all low-level clerks, of course, me too." After that, he led Bruce and the others to the deepest part of the corridor, to the tightly closed door. "Officer number thirty-three is inside." Mr. Hall said, "Remember what I told you before?" "Don't be nervous," Pietro replied. "wrong!" Mr. Hall corrected him, “Don’t discriminate against black people!” After saying that, they had already arrived at the door. After knocking on the door, a deep voice came from inside.
"Please come in." Mr. Hall opened the door, and Bruce saw a shiny black boiled egg facing his face. (End of this chapter)