Superman

Time progressed silently to November 1945, and the lively atmosphere before Thanksgiving became more and more intense.

People began to prepare to participate in the holiday parade, and many large supermarkets or stores have planned price reduction activities and issued coupons.

The citizens of New York look forward to gathering with family and friends and enjoying a turkey meal soon.

"Well, it's a fierce battle."

Luke woke up contentedly from the bed, glanced at the clothes and high heels that fell on the floor, and couldn't help smiling.

He walked into the bathroom naked, rinsed and put on his nightgown.

Open the heavy curtains to welcome the morning sun and a beautiful day.

"After the peaceful New York is put, it is rare to see it."

Luke stretched his muscles, bathing in the warm sunlight.

He has recently passed a relatively easy period of time, and the operation of SHIELD is gradually on the right track, and it has developed and grown with a steady trend.

The headquarters has been expanded into eight departments from three simple departments at the beginning.

The number of spies, agents, agents and field teams is also increasing.

These are all credits to Carter, and I have to say that she is very suitable for this job.

Almost no need for Luke to bother to get things done in an orderly manner.

"If we continue to maintain this pace of development, we will probably get rid of the constraints of the Pentagon and the White House soon."

Luke thought with satisfaction.

The three laboratories have also gained recently. The nuclear fusion reactor proposed by Howard has made the latest model and is waiting for the test results.

The idea of ​​Dr. Zola's Blood of Warden to transform cells and improve energy absorption efficiency has begun to bear fruit.

It may be a week before Luke can receive the injection.

As for the mutant gene mapping project led by Bolivar, it is under development.

It is worth mentioning that Task Force X, led by Wolverine and Sabre-tooth Tiger, performed well.

He has acted as a foreign aid for SHIELD for many times and assisted agents in completing tasks, showing quite eye-catching results.

As a result, the group of generals in the Pentagon hinted Luke at every meeting to recruit more mutants as soon as possible.

It is best to form a large army and place it on the overseas battlefield to conquer the city and kill the Quartet.

In this regard, Mr. General was unmoved, only as if nothing had happened.

These old guys who have experienced World War I and World War II know that all available people or things are turned into mass-produced assembly line weapons.

Luke has his own ideas, so naturally he will not be influenced by them.

"The feeling of the new house is just good."

He stood in front of floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking Manhattan at his feet.

The traffic is endless.

The astonishing height of forty-six floors is enough to have a panoramic view of half of the Upper East Side.

Thanks to the enthusiastic sponsorship of Congress, Luke has sufficient funds on hand, not bad at all.

He spent a lot of money and bought a 48-story apartment building in Manhattan without blinking.

According to the real estate agent, this skyscraper, called the Bastek Tower, was written by a well-known French architect and is of high-end atmosphere.

The only drawback is that it is more expensive.

"This can be regarded as an appreciation investment."

Luke murmured.

Now shortly after the end of World War II, the United States has not yet ushered in inflation.

Putting it in the Upper East Side of Manhattan, where the land is worth a lot of money, the cost of buying a high-rise building is not even several billions.

But the reason that really moved Luke, apart from his own needs, was that the Busteke Mansion was only three blocks away from the Sanctuary in New York.

It is more at ease to place Malena here, it is a disguised form to let the Supreme Master be a bodyguard.

"General, there is an emergency..."

Stryker's anxious voice came on the phone, as if his house was on fire.

"What happened?"

Luke frowned and asked.

Today is the weekend, he wanted to have breakfast slowly, and then go to Brooklyn to chat with Rogers.

When the old friends are over, they can also go to their luxury yacht docked in the Hudson River port to bask in the sun and talk about their ideals in life.

Taking into account the integrity of Captain America and the paparazzi squatting outside, Luke dispelled the idea of ​​calling a bunch of models to have a party-it was Howard's style.

Before the boring and boring rich man's day started, Stryker's phone call made all the plans go to waste.

"What happened? Tsunami?"

Luke shook his head and sighed, and said to Malena who was still lying on the bed: "It seems I have to save the world. Tell Steve that the noon party is cancelled."

Bang!

The voice fell to the ground, and the tall figure rose into the sky.

...

...

A few minutes later, Luke appeared in the SHIELD headquarters building.

Stryker couldn't make it clear on the phone, so he simply came over.

"What situation made you panicked like this?"

Luke walked into the conference room, Carter, who was sitting on the left hand side, looked solemn, and Howard became more serious.

As an attendant, Stryker stayed quietly in the corner.

In short, the atmosphere is relatively depressing.

Could it be that the Kerry people came in early?

Luke squinted and sat in the chief seat.

"Very bad... diplomatic incident."

Carter spit out such a sentence.

She turned on the bulky projector and projected the blurry black and white photos on the wall.

"Tsunami?"

Luke frowned and flashed constantly, and the resulting coherent picture showed a messy post-disaster scene.

The building was washed down, the bridge collapsed, the waves passed over the land...

"This is Anna Maria Island in Florida. Just yesterday, the local residents were hit by the tsunami, which is probably the severity of the second-level orange warning."

Carter said with a cold face, "However, this is not the point. Look at this!"

The female agent called up a photo, and saw the gloomy sky, violent storm, and a vague figure.

With open hands, like a wizard casting a spell, manipulating the weather changes.

"The man claimed to be Namor McKenzie, the king of Atlantis, and the federal government made such a disaster because the federal government arrested his countrymen."

Carter's voice was a little low and whispered: "He took the initiative to send a tape to S.H.I.E.L.D. and the FBI, acknowledging that the tsunami attack on Anna Maria Island was done by him alone."

"And also said that if the military does not stop the brutal behavior of arresting mutants, the next city hit by a tsunami will be New York!"

"Finally, Namor McKenzie also emphatically warned S.H.I.E.L.D., and...you-in the name of King Atlantis."

Luke listened quietly, tapping his fingers on the table, no joy or anger on his face.

He didn't expect that the first to stand up to trouble him, it turned out to be Sea King Namor.

The little prince deserves his reputation, he just hit the door before he provokes him.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. has collected mutants recently?"

Luke asked subconsciously.

It's true that Namor is a mutant, but why is he suddenly interested in his compatriots?

This guy is obviously only interested in tearing and prying people into corners, and even the people of Atlantis don't care much.

Carter shook his head and replied: "No. According to you, we have always started from school and paid attention to young students who have had unusual incidents."

"They are relatively easy to control, and they will not resist fiercely like other mutants. These things are very low-key."

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Namor warned S.H.I.E.L.D. and himself for no reason. There must be other reasons.

After thinking for a few seconds, Luke uttered a name: "Sebastian Shaw."