Especially those small towns that were far less powerful than Neverwinter, after realizing how fragile their own security was without the protection and deterrence of the Imperial Army, they all gave up their original semi-independent status.
After all, compared to the pitiful power in one's hands, the safety of one's own life and property is more important.
Some wealthy people who are less courageous even gave up the idea of becoming local tyrants and moved their families to live in big cities.
The original manor and old house were left to the housekeeper to manage, or used as temporary residence for leisure, vacation and hunting.
In short, the Lizardman Queen Mosara indirectly helped the important officials of the West Coast Empire Cabinet a lot, and successfully took a big step from the originally relatively decentralized feudal system in the region to a centralized bureaucratic system.
Especially with the help of large-scale infrastructure investment and secondary urban planning expansion after the large-scale burning and destruction inside the city, as well as the complete access to the multiple spellcasting environments and magic mazes covering the major cities of the empire, the entire Neverwinter City is completely renewed from head to toe.
Even the upper ruling class underwent a major reshuffle.
Instead of experiencing a period of depression and decline as many people imagined, it attracted a large number of talents because it could achieve class leap.
In addition, the ancient city underground, which has great research value, has attracted hundreds of legendary liches from the Arcane Mystic Society and their disciples.
This group of mages, whose lowest spellcasting level is above LV9, has brought unprecedented vitality to Neverwinter.
Due to the large number of people, the temporary residence alone has become a special Offa area.
Many lucky young people who originally had talent but had no money and no opportunity to learn magic became apprentices by taking the opportunity to serve as servants for the former.
The famous Neverwinter Academy was also taken over by the Imperial Ministry of Education, which underwent drastic reforms and expansions based on its original foundation.
As huge amounts of gold coins poured in, Neverwinter and its surrounding areas were quickly integrated into an urban area similar to Waterdeep that included hundreds of thousands of people.
Most importantly, the wars launched by evil gods such as the Night Goddess Shar, the Orc Pantheon, the Goblin Pantheon, the Spider Goddess Rose, and the Prince of Lies Cyric were completely defeated.
They failed to gain a foothold in the north, nor did they pose a real threat to the West Coast Empire. Instead, they suffered heavy losses themselves.
Among them, the goblin and orc pantheons contributed the most, with at least hundreds of thousands of their believers killed or injured across the continent of Faerun.
Many tribes may even die miserably in the coming cold winter because all the adult male warriors have died and they are unable to obtain enough food through hunting and looting.
At this moment, among the mountains of the Spine of the World, a tribe of orcs with their families were struggling to march along the rugged mountain road.
The leader was none other than Thrall, who won the title of Dragon Slayer and great fame in this war.
He was wearing a sturdy magic armor stripped from the dragon knight, and a cold-proof cloak made of winter wolf skin. From time to time, he lowered his head to look at the map in his hand that he had obtained with great difficulty, as if thinking about his next move and where he would lead these orcs to settle down and build a civilization and country from scratch.
As for the previous chief, Obould Manyarrows, he had already died after "accidentally" slipping and falling off the edge of a cliff during the migration.
Because as Thrall gained a firm foothold and cultivated his own confidants, he was completely useless.
However, in order to stabilize the morale of the tribe, Thrall still followed the tradition of the orcs in this world and accepted several daughters of Obould Manyarrow as his spouses.
Obviously, judging from the map, Icewind Dale and Rhett Glacier, which are further north of the Spine of the World, are definitely not suitable for survival and building civilization because they are too cold.
Therefore, if you want to find a suitable home, the only way is to migrate eastward through the passage of the Underdark, to the Rongma Grassland on the other side of the Anauroch Desert to join Zhentil Keep and Shade City.
Chaos is a ladder after all.
Only in a place that is chaotic enough can one use one's ingenuity to take advantage of the situation and build a true orc kingdom from scratch.
Of course, if you really can’t stay in Rongma Grassland, continuing eastward to Vasa or Damara is also a good choice.
The former did not have a strong government at all because the Witch King's brutal rule had just ended. Many towns were in a state of independence, and there were also a large number of orc tribes, which was very suitable for conquest and expansion.
In addition, it is surrounded by mountains on three sides and there is an extremely cold glacier to the north. It is very isolated geographically and is an almost perfect place to make a fortune.
The latter had become extremely weak due to the invasion of the Witch King of Vasa more than ten years ago. It was filled with various monsters left over, and there was also an exit connected to the Underdark.
"Chief, are you worried about the future of the tribe?"
A young orc warrior ran over from behind and asked curiously.
Like most of the young men in the tribe, he was attracted by the heroic spirit shown by Thrall when he slayed the dragon, and was the most loyal supporter of the new chief.
For this reason, they even completely abandoned their belief in the orc gods.
To be precise, this orc tribe, apart from being orcs, no longer has any influence from the orc gods.
The latter's priests and stubborn believers have been expelled one after another during the migration, left to fend for themselves in the wilderness full of dangers. The rest are basically the new generation who firmly believe that it was the orc gods who instigated them to die.
Their biggest characteristic is that they are young. They are basically between fourteen and twenty years old, which is the time when their rebellious psychology is at its strongest. They also have a heartfelt fanatical admiration for the newly appointed chief.
Thrall used this to successfully fill the gap in faith with shamanism.
At present, several men and women with high perception attributes have become shaman apprentices, and have acquired divine arts from the connection with nature and the elemental plane.
Their profession is a bit like a combination or variation of soul shaman and druid, but essentially they are still part of the divine spellcasting system.
This undoubtedly made the young and rebellious orcs believe even more that gods were never necessary, and that they were merely oppressors who enslaved their souls in order to gain faith.
It is precisely because of Gruumsh's chaos and evil that the orcs can only live in a barbaric world outside of civilization so many years after arriving in the continent of Faerun, leading a life of eating raw meat and drinking blood and looting everywhere, without even a decent historical and cultural heritage.
The only way to make your presence felt is to join the evil army formed by the ambitious.
Once they fail, they will be beaten and flee back to the mountains and forests to live a boring and poor life.
In the past, most orcs who knew their ligatures would probably never have noticed anything wrong with this.
But when Thrall, who had received systematic education and had superb political skills, appeared, he immediately began to present facts and reason with the young people, analyzing what the orc gods had done over the years and how they had caused the orcs to sink into primitiveness, ignorance and barbarism.
This was undoubtedly like throwing a spark into a pile of hay, instantly triggering the anger and dissatisfaction in their hearts.
So it was inevitable that they would seize power and expel the priests of the orc gods and their followers.
Although some guys tried to carry out bloody suppression, all struggles were futile in the face of the power of Thrall and Doomhammer.
With the death of the former chieftain Obould Many-Arrows as an opportunity, a seed of division has been quietly planted among the orcs in Faerun, and it will soon become a deadly cancer cell that can tear apart the orc pantheon.
Looking at the admiring eyes of the young warrior beside him, Thrall seemed to have returned to the good old days in Azeroth when he led the Horde to attack the internment camp and liberate his compatriots and was supported by everyone. A slight smile appeared on his face. He raised his big hand and gently patted the other's shoulder and sighed, "Yes, I am wondering where to migrate to build a civilization and country for us orcs from scratch. You know, most of the land in this world is already owned, so next we may have to start a war to snatch the land for survival from others."
"We are all the bravest and most fearless warriors! We are not afraid of fighting!"
The young orc patted his chest with confidence.
After expelling the priests and followers of the orc gods, the number of warriors in the entire tribe has dropped from the original six or seven thousand to only more than three thousand now, and the remaining more than 40,000 are basically women and immature children.
But their weapons and equipment, training level, morale and discipline are much stronger than before.
Moreover, since a unified thought and cognition has been formed internally, namely to abandon the bad habits of the past tribal system and establish a country of their own, they are more united than ever before.
As the saying goes, nothing can compare to the powerful cohesion that can be brought about by common interests, common ideals and goals.
"I never doubt your bravery, but sometimes we cannot achieve our wishes by force alone. On the contrary, we have to use wisdom and strategy. By the way, is there enough food supply?"
As he said this, Thrall turned his gaze towards the large carts loaded with all kinds of goods pulled by oxen and horses.
The young orc warrior immediately replied smugly, “We have enough food on hand to last at least half a year.
Thanks to your wise judgment, you took advantage of the chaos when the mob was being strangled by the enemy and had no time to take care of other things to plunder their loot.
Otherwise, if they just rely on hunting and fishing along the way to reach their destination, at least half or more people will die.
We not only have food, but also enough weapons and armor, so you can rest assured."
"Great. Since food isn't an issue, we can go a little further."
Thrall lowered his head and stared at the map in his hand, seeming to have decided on his destination.
At this moment, the scout at the front of the team suddenly rode back on his wolf and shouted, "Report! I found the entrance to the Underdark in the mountain stream ahead!"
This news instantly caused all the orcs in the team to burst into cheers.
After all, as time goes by, the entire northern part of the Faerun continent is about to enter a cold winter. The current ambient temperature is already hovering around zero degrees, and a gust of wind can make people shiver with cold.
But the Underdark is different.
Due to the influence of geothermal heat and radiation, the temperature there can be maintained at a relatively warm constant state all year round.
Although there may be various dangers, it is definitely many times better than migrating in a blizzard.
Moreover, orcs are not like humans. Once they enter the Underdark without light, they are basically blind. Their eyes can see things in the dark, but they are just black and white.
"Let everyone speed up. We will set up camp near the entrance today to rest, have a hot meal, and get a good night's sleep."
Sar waved his hand and gave the order.
After a while, the front of the team had already set up camp near the entrance, and the soldiers were divided into several small teams patrolling near the entrance to prevent any monsters from suddenly rushing out.
They had no idea that in the sky above their heads, there were two pairs of eyes watching their every move.
One of them was a beautiful girl with long black hair, snow-white skin, and an icy aura all over her body. Her hair was dotted with countless beautiful snowflakes.
Anyone who lives in the North will certainly be familiar with this image.
Because every year when winter is approaching, countless people go to the temple to pray for her mercy and protection, hoping that the cold and blizzard will not engulf everything and that too many people and livestock will not be frozen to death.
Yes, this beautiful girl is the famous winter goddess Auril.
Standing next to her was Zuo Si, who was dressed as a human.
I have to say, if you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one would have believed that these two guys who had absolutely no connection with each other in terms of ideas would have any shady PY transaction.
But in fact, not only do they have it, but their private relationship is much closer than outsiders imagine.
Auril looked at the orc tribe led by Thrall with great interest. After a long while, he said with a smile: "You are really evil. You have quietly started to dig up the roots of those orc gods. If Gruumsh finds out about this, he will definitely fight you at all costs."
Zuo Si deliberately pretended to be as innocent as a white lotus and sighed, "Alas - there is nothing I can do, he was the one who provoked me first.
I was just passively fighting back.
Just wait and see, this is just the beginning.
I have plenty of food left to feed this one-eyed savage."
"oh?
That's really exciting.
Because if you succeed, you will have created a feat of destroying a powerful pantheon by yourself.
Sometimes I even think that you are the most suitable person to master the priesthood of conspiracy."
Oluer praised generously.
"No, this is not just my achievement, but also the achievement of the entire elven and dwarven pantheons. Without their interference, this kind of trick to circumvent the perception of the orc gods would have been discovered quickly."
Zuo Si's tone and attitude were as humble as ever, as if he had only played a small and insignificant role in it.
But Oluer obviously didn't buy it, and sneered with a hint of contempt: "Haha, well, you don't have to pretend in front of me.
As an old friend, I know all too well the role you played in this and the terrifying means you used.
I saw through your true nature long before we joined forces to deal with Xirik.
Especially this time, it directly disrupted the entire bottomless abyss, causing countless demon lords to fight each other and bleed, and there is no sign of calming down until now.
It’s scary just to think about it.
I am very curious, which of them did you make deals with, and how did you instigate them? "
It's not hard to tell from the tone of the Winter Goddess that the two of them have been hooking up for a long time.
After all, Auril's kingdom is also in the Noisy Tunnel, which happens to be very close to Xirik's kingdom and can provide some timely and important information.
In return, Zuo Si helped her absorb the power, divinity and priesthood of Uloutilu, the sleeping glacier god.
Coupled with the expansion of faith brought about by the huge temple in Luskan, they naturally developed into an unknown hidden ally.
"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I can't satisfy your curiosity.
Because there are so many secrets involved.
And I hope to learn from you the true intentions behind the countless tricks of the goddess of night, Shar."
Zuo Si responded calmly.
"Do you think she will trust me? Why don't you ask Benu, the Phoenix God you summoned?"
Oluer rolled his eyes in annoyance.
Zuo Si touched his chin and explained with a smile: "Even you can sense that Benu was summoned by me, so how could Shar not sense it?
In fact, one of the most important purposes of summoning Bennu was to distract Shar's attention.
By the way, let him learn how to deal with these gods who have been playing conspiracies and intrigues for years.
Moreover, compared to Benu who holds the priesthood of fire, you who control cold and winter are the natural ally of the Goddess of Night.
After all, when everything returns to darkness and nothingness, the world will naturally fall into eternal winter and cold."
"So you didn't tell that clumsy and pitiful little phoenix the truth, and made him think that he was the undercover agent planted within the enemy?"
Oluer raised his eyebrows in disbelief, his face full of shock.
After all, Bennu was a medium-level divine being who came to Toril, but he became a manipulated chess piece in the hands of the opponent. It was outrageous just to think about it.
"If you want to deceive your enemies, you must first deceive your own people.
Only if Benu knew nothing and acted positively could Shar be convinced that this was my trump card.
When she wants to pass the wrong information to me through Benu, I can turn it around and use it to crush her conspiracy.
Moreover, Benu's behavior will make Shar mistakenly think that I want to get rid of you, and then she will trust you more.
In psychology, this is called double reverse thinking.
That is, I stood in Shar's perspective and thought about what kind of behavior I should take to be reasonable, and then set a trap for her according to this model.
How about it, isn’t it interesting?
It can often be very effective against someone like her who is suspicious and extremely conceited. "
While saying this, Zuo Si had a faint smile on his face, looking completely harmless.
But Oluer only felt a chill in his heart, and his eyes were full of fear and vigilance.
Because she was not sure at all how much of what she said at this moment was true and how much was a real lie, there was simply no way to tell them apart.
Moreover, the Goddess of Winter became more and more convinced that if Zuo Si was given the priesthood of conspiracy and lies, he would definitely become a member of the powerful divine forces in an instant.
In this realm, no other person or god's understanding can surpass that of the devil prince before him.
Thinking of this, Auril took a deep breath and said bluntly: "Shar wants to release the nightmare serpent Dendel through the shadow plane to directly devour the sun."
"Release Dendel through the Shadow Plane?"
Because the Shadow Plane, Ethereal Plane and Astral Plane are also called "transitional planes" in plane studies, inter-planar travel can be achieved through them, and they are directly connected to the material plane.
Especially the Shadow Plane, which is rumored to have been created by Shar.
Although the authenticity of this myth is questionable, it is certain that Shar possesses great power in this plane.
If she was willing to open a passage, then the nightmare snake might really be let in.
毕竟早在黎明战争时期，丹德尔就曾经吞噬过一次托瑞尔星球附近的恒星，制造了可怕的黑暗与寒冷。
后来诸神不得已之下又重新铸造了一颗新的太阳。
而且根据费伦大陆流传的神话和烛堡学者提供的资料，梦魇巨蛇似乎也是从寰宇巨蛇中诞生的类神力。
左思虽然不太担心吞噬太阳这种“区区小事”。
因为以他目前所掌握的力量，不管是重新创造一颗太阳还是从其他宇宙中转移过来一颗恒星都不是什么麻烦的事情。
甚至还能像菜市场买菜一样挑挑拣拣，从亿万颗恒星中选择一颗最合适的。
就怕莎尔的野心并不仅限于让丹德尔吞噬太阳那么简单。
作为费伦为数不多真正敢搞事情、而且还是搞大事情的女神，她连魔法女神这种维系国度内魔法能量稳定的神都敢杀，而且引发了恐怖的法术瘟疫，还有什么是不敢做的。
“没错，就是这样。
起码目前我搜集到的信息都指向了这一点。
至于吞噬掉太阳还要做什么就不知道了。
毕竟莎尔从不会相信任何人。
哪怕是别的神明在她眼中也不过是可以利用的棋子。
另外记得小心盗贼之神马斯克。
我注意到他最近似乎偷偷拜访过夜之女神。”
欧吕尔一股脑把自己知道的全部抖落出来。
虽然莎尔描绘的永恒黑夜与寒冷都非常符合她的胃口。
但两位女神之间最大的不同之处就在于，欧吕尔对安静和虚无并不感冒，反倒是喜欢在寒冷环境下生机勃勃的景象。
在她的教义中就明确提到过，信徒和牧师不得轻易伤害寒冷地区的其他生物，除非自身生命受到威胁或不吃东西就会死。
“有意思。
也就是说，包括地精神系、兽人神系、蜘蛛女神罗丝所率领的卓尔神系、谎言王子希瑞克，还有深渊中那些恶魔领主，全部都是莎尔故意抛出来的烟雾弹。
真是好大的手笔呢。
但她却忽略了有一个无法绕开的问题，那就是神上神艾欧陛下对此会作何反应？ 要知道动荡之年才过去没多久。
难道这就好了伤疤忘了疼？”
左思语气中带着一丝戏谑跟玩味。
“神性的本质决定了所有的神明都是偏执的。
哪怕是那些表现最理性的神也不例外。
莎尔对于黑暗的偏执已经超越了一切，所以她根本不在乎什么代价跟后果。
你最好小心一点。
毕竟梦魇巨蛇丹德尔可不是混沌犬魔柯兹夫那种货色。
另外，为了赢得莎尔的信任，今年北地的冬天会格外的寒冷，你最好有个心理准备。”
说完这句充满警告意味的话，少女形态的欧吕尔便化作一片美丽的雪花随风飘散。
由于眼下的季节已经临近冬季，因此她在这片土地上的力量正在变得空前强大，再过几个月就会达到顶点。
到那个时候她将会随着暴风雪一起成为整个大陆北方至高无上的统治者。
送走寒冬女神之后，左思也随之启动旅法师的火花暂时离开了这个宇宙。
……
与此同时，在巴托地狱第九层巨大赛博朋克城市最大的金融交易所内，来自漫威宇宙地球的人类代表们正一脸紧张的站在下边，仰起头注视着足有几十米高的巨大电子屏幕，等待即将到来的开市。
因为今天是一个对他们来说无比重要的日子，以后是吃肉还是吃屎就全看这奋力一搏了。
不用问也知道，在魔鬼业务员——阿尔维斯的三寸不烂之舌忽悠下，安理会终于下定决心要把自己脚下的母星打包上市，在地狱证券市场上狠狠地捞一笔钱来发展太空殖民和战争所必须得各项科技。
凡是理解资本游戏的人都知道，要说来钱快没什么比得上虚拟的金融了。
毕竟股票和证券交易只需要几秒钟就能完成操作，其中所产生的巨额利润是任何实体产业都无法比拟的。
传统的农牧业需要进行长达几个月乃至一年的投入，产出的东西却只能赚到非常微薄的收入，而且还有一定概率遭遇天灾血本无归。
同样的道理，制造业也一样需要大量的投资，然后进行复杂的生产和销售流程，为应对同行竞争不断压缩成本，卖给用户的时候还要被销售渠道扒一层皮。
拿到货款之前不管是原料、人工费还是运输成本都要自己来承担。
在追逐更高利润的本能驱使下，资本的力量自然会疯狂涌入金融市场吹起一个又一个巨大的泡沫，然后通过这种方式掠夺普通家庭通过努力工作攒下的积蓄，制造出所谓的金融危机。
要知道股票证券这种东西在没有相对应实物的情况下，其实就跟荷兰郁金香事件一样，属于击鼓传花的骗局。
所有参与者都相信自己是聪明人，绝对不是最后接盘的那个倒霉蛋。
再加上世界上绝大多数人都想要不劳而获躺着用钱来生钱，所以金融在某种程度上就是满足了这种需求。
只不过你图的是那点利息和收益，而资本盯上的却是你的本金。
作为来自现代社会的精英，站在大屏幕下方的这些代表们当然不可能不知道一个完全自由没有任何限制的金融市场风险究竟有多高。
但他们相信自己是庄家，可以凭借地球上的那些金融手段在地狱中疯狂割魔鬼们的韭菜，筹集到足够的资金来发展自身。
很快，伴随着一阵清脆的响铃声，原本一片空白的大屏幕上瞬间冒出了密密麻麻数不清或是红色、或是绿色的数字。
有些刚刚冒出来的时候还是几百、上千，但在不到一分钟的时间里就跌到个位数，还有的刚开盘是个位数，很快一路飙升冲到了上万。
那种宛如过山车一样忽上忽下的刺激，瞬间让这群来自地球的代表第一次感受到了真正“自由市场”的魅力。
他们甚至亲眼看到一名原本穿戴华丽装束的国王在失去所有财富之后直接吐血晕死过去，也看到另外一名军阀身价暴涨千倍激动地跳上桌子脱光衣服光屁股开始跳舞庆祝。
什么是群魔乱舞？
这就是了！
在这个挤满了上百万人的巨大交易中心里，每时每刻都在上演着人间悲剧和喜剧，充分展示了什么叫做人与人的悲伤并不相通。
“该死！这地方简直太他妈的疯狂了！”
才接手神盾局局长位置的玛丽亚·希尔忍不住爆了句口粗，赶忙解开领口的扣子透气。
因为她实在是太紧张了，以至于才短短不到半分钟的功夫全身上下就被汗水浸透，甚至不敢抬起头去找属于地球的那支股票。
最重要的是，在亲眼目睹了真正的“自由市场”之后，她对于欧美政客和资本鼓吹的那套狗屁新自由主义完全嗤之以鼻。
小政府？ 没监管？ 让资本和跨过财团来主导市场？ 看看周围那些在一瞬间身价亿万又在一瞬间破产的人吧，估计要真这么搞整个世界经济体系都会瞬间完蛋。
因为凡是能在这里打包上市的，最小也是统治了一片大陆乃至征服了数个星球、位面的霸主。
可现在呢？
他们在巴托地狱第九层的金融资本面前就像是摆放在砧板上的鱼肉任由魔鬼们进行宰割。
那种剧烈到极致的情绪波动所带来的堕落，是其他任何一种诱惑都无法比拟的。
尤其是那些破产的可怜虫，很快就会被冲进来的魔鬼带走，强制执行破产清算。
“如何，我们的情况怎么样了？”
随行的科尔森忍不住挤进来问了一句。
亚历山大·皮尔斯笑着回应道：“我们的情况还不错，已经涨了差不多三十倍左右，目测如果出售一部分股份的话应该可以筹措到足够的灵魂货币来购买相应的技术。”
“也就是说我们平稳着陆了？”
玛丽亚·希尔瞥了一眼不远处那些仍旧神情紧张的代表和金融专家们。
“不，没有。
因为从进入这个市场开始，每天我们都要面临着类似的情况。
根据安理会的决议，应该会在这里设立一个专门的办事处和团队。
到时候你们也要派人来负责安保工作。
我建议最好把美队派来，否则一般的特工可应付不来这里的环境。”
说罢，亚历山大·皮尔斯稍微往后退了两步，避免跟不远处的魔鬼有任何接触。
因为他能隐约感觉到，自己获得的恶魔力量与这里格格不入，甚至隐约受到了排斥。
“每天都是如此？！”
科尔森完全惊呆了，眼神中更是透露出强烈的恐惧。
他简直不敢相信如果天天都这么刺激，那些代表们的心脏究竟是不是受得了。
Perhaps it won’t be long before the older ones among them die from a sudden heart attack or a stroke.
Alexander Pierce nodded seriously: “Yes.
There is no other way, as this is the only way for us to quickly develop and enter space.
After all, the invasion of the Chitauri made governments and all of humanity realize their own vulnerability, and they must catch up in order to escape the situation of being at the mercy of others.
Nick Fury wanted to take shortcuts, and the Avengers and the Cosmic Cube were part of that.
But unfortunately he failed and became disgraced as a result.
In order to avoid repeating the same mistakes, the only thing we can rely on is here.
At least through the current contacts, we can be sure that the technologies obtained from the Great Demon Lord Soth are mature and will not cause any major harm. "
"Will Chief Nick be sentenced?" Coulson asked cautiously.
"I think he will be sentenced to a symbolic ten or twenty years, and then be released on medical parole after two years of imprisonment. After all, he knows too many secrets, and he will definitely make a deal with the Security Council to prevent them from being leaked."
Alexander Pierce revealed a little information in a mysterious way.
Of course, this was entirely the result of his work with Hydra.
Because two years is enough for them to completely control S.H.I.E.L.D., and even infiltrate and manipulate government departments in many countries, becoming the masterminds behind controlling the world.
Just when Coulson was trying to get some inside information, a representative with great power finally squeezed out of the crowd and announced with a beaming face, "Success! We succeeded!
As long as the trend remains stable in the next few days, this will become an inexhaustible piggy bank.
Let's go, this place has been handed over to the experts, let's go back and prepare for the celebration party.
By the way, the profits will be distributed according to the original agreement.
In particular, we need to call Iron Man Tony Stark to seek his professional advice on which technologies we should start with.”
"No problem. I will be responsible for notifying Stark. He will definitely not be absent for something like this."
Coulson gave a solemn promise.
Ever since Nick Fury was relieved of his duties and locked up, he naturally became the person who directly liaised with the Avengers.
After all, there are a few superheroes among that group who are really difficult to deal with, such as the Crown Prince of Asgard, Thor, who doesn't take the governments of various countries on Earth seriously at all.
When he brought Loki home, he completely ignored the devastation and millions of deaths caused by his half-brother.
Some politicians with a strong sense of justice even clamored to hang Loki for war crimes and hold him responsible for the deaths of all the victims.
But what is the result?
He ignored the bird and teleported away with the Cosmic Cube and his brother without saying a word.
War crimes? No kidding!
This thing is essentially a humiliation and revenge of the victor against the defeated.
Is it that Asgard's army is no longer able to fight, or is it that the God King Odin is dead? How dare you speak to the God Realm in this tone?
Ignoring it is already a kind-hearted act of Thor.
If it were Odin, he would have nailed those clamoring people to the flagpoles outside the White House or Congress one by one.
It was precisely because of the stimulation brought about by this incident that the Security Council became completely ruthless and determined to make the Earth a cosmic civilization at all costs.
At least we can ensure that the solar system is no longer a public toilet, where aliens can come and go as they please.
Just like that, after achieving their set goal, a group of hundreds of people quickly returned to Earth in another universe.
Soon after, consultation meetings were held one after another.
Due to the recent vicious incidents of senior scientists being kidnapped and a large amount of top-secret research data being lost, SHIELD can be said to be doing its best to ensure the safety of all participants this time and will not allow any unexpected situations to occur.
As a busy man, Coulson not only assigned tasks to the Avengers, but also organized those agents who studied magic into teams and placed them in various important positions as a trump card to deal with supernatural forces.
At this moment, he was standing alone on the top of a building not far from the meeting place, looking down at the surrounding situation, his face full of tension and fatigue.
After all, he was just an executor before and didn't need to consider too many political issues.
But with Nick Fury's dismissal, the burden on his shoulders began to become heavier and heavier. The most obvious manifestation was that the front half of his head was almost completely bald. If things continued to develop in this way, sooner or later he would be like Director Hard Boiled Egg, without a single hair on his head.
Just when Coulson was hesitating whether to try hair transplantation, he suddenly saw a strange man in a yellow robe appear out of nowhere not far away, standing straight in the air without any support under his feet.
Moreover, the other person's head was flashing dazzlingly under the sunlight.
As a professional agent's first subconscious reaction, he pulled out his upgraded pistol and tried to aim at the target.
But the next second, the opponent crossed a distance of two or three hundred meters and appeared in front.
"Hello, Phil Coulson, I have something I want to talk to you about. Are you available?"
moment!
Coulson finally saw the other person's face clearly, and also knew the identity of this mysterious man - the Sorcerer Supreme, Ancient One.