All the agents were equipped with special freezing bullets.

This included Coulson.

Although he was a senior agent and the manager of the entire Chaldean intelligence department, he still led by example.

When an agent dared not go to a dangerous place, he had already lost his identity as an agent.

"Break it open." Coulson gestured.

The two tall and strong agents beside him kicked the door open and shot instantly. The people inside who were still confused were shot and fell to the ground without any resistance. The

freezing gun was a highly effective anesthetic bullet. If they were shot, they would fall down. It was even more effective than real bullets.

After just a few seconds, Coulson looked at the people lying on the ground and basically confirmed that they were the armed elements who raided Black Bolt.

But...

"Who is the leader?" Coulson suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Sir." A voice came from the communication channel, "Two partners have lost contact at the four o'clock direction."

"Hurry up and catch up." Coulson rushed out of the apartment.

There is no doubt that the leader had discovered them long ago, and then abandoned his subordinates and fled alone.

At this time, at an exit of the apartment, a man who looked to be in his forties and slightly overweight, wearing a black jacket, walked out in small steps, looked back, and blended into the crowd on the street.

He was the man who planned the raid, Hiram.

A former Level 6 agent of SHIELD, who experienced death, was revived, and his memory was erased.

"Coulson."

These words came out from the depths of Hiram's throat.

The pain reminded him of everything.

It was Coulson who presided over the erasure and tampering of his memory.

However, before finding Coulson, he had to catch those Inhumans. Even if he only caught one, these Inhumans might know the truth that made him search like crazy.

Suddenly, the crowd was in an uproar.

Hiram, who was mixed in the crowd, raised his head alertly and saw the thing that made the crowd commotion.

It was a woman standing on the top of the telephone pole, with a pigeon perched on her raised finger.

The eyes, as bright as the bright moon, were staring at him.

Run!

Hiram had only this thought in his mind.

The other party was definitely coming for him.

However, just as he turned around, a lazy voice appeared in his ears.

"Kneel down."

His body lost control, big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, his knees slammed heavily on the ground, Hiram couldn't help but scream, and his kneecap was directly broken by himself.

Semiramis walked over step by step with an elegant pace, and the people around him made way for him with two parts of fear, two parts of reverence, and six parts of fascination.

The Queen didn't even look at Hiram who was kneeling on the ground. Her eyes were on Coulson who came with the two people.

"Waste." The relentless scolding.

Coulson looked at Hiram who was kneeling on the ground, opened his mouth, and only lowered his head in front of the Queen.

But at this time, compared with the Queen's scolding, what shocked him more was Hiram.

Coulson naturally knew this agent who was rescued by him and then personally ordered to delete his memory.

It seemed that the Queen came down specifically to scold him. After spitting out this word, her figure slowly dissipated.

If it weren't for the person who was still kneeling on the ground and groaning, it would be as if she had never been here.

"Take him away."

Coulson looked at this former colleague with complicated eyes.

Saving them, then letting them suffer great pain, and then erasing their memories, this has always been the pain Coulson hides in the deepest part of his heart.

The Chaldean representative arrested the criminals less than two hours after arriving in Los Angeles, and this incident was reported by the media one after another.

The video of Semiramis's mysterious appearance in the slums was also released by the powerful media.

These few performances have made everyone find a precise name to describe her.

——Queen!

Noble temperament, arrogant personality, and unquestionable dominance.

All of this makes people crazy.

It is a human characteristic to worship the strong. Every man has a masochistic side. Coupled with the most critical, unreasonable beauty, Semiramis has set off a fan frenzy around the world.

The perpetrator of all this, the Queen, took a plane directly back to the virtual reality company.

Her purpose this time was originally just to show up, but now it has been achieved.

And she also caught Coulson's mission failure.

She didn't even need to say anything about what happened next. Coulson admitted his mistake in the meeting room.

"It was my fault that I almost let the prisoner escape."

"......"

Shen He didn't say anything like "It doesn't matter" this time.

Because there were many other agents around.

Although the prisoner was a former SHIELD agent, he was not a person with extraordinary abilities after all. Even so, he almost let him escape when he knew his hiding place in advance.

This is dereliction of duty.

But Shen He didn't think of any punishment for a while.

"Anyway, the person was caught." Shen He glanced at the document in his hand, "Coulson, you wrote on it that the symbol that Hiram carved on himself was a common feature of the agents who participated in the gh-325 injection at the time?" "That's right

." Coulson nodded, "We didn't find the meaning of these symbols at the time, but we have some guesses."

This meeting was the first time Shen He called a senior agent in the intelligence department of the current virtual reality company to a meeting.

So the rest of the agents listened carefully.

Unlike Coulson, they didn't have so many opportunities to meet Shen He. This was a good opportunity to show themselves.

"I know what this symbol represents." Shen He tapped the table lightly, "I have seen the future related to this."

Everyone was refreshed.

It was not until recently that they realized that Chaldea had known about the future of alien invasion long ago. Many inexplicable preparations before that were all shown at the moment when the aliens arrived.

Being able to know the future at least means that they have finally entered the core of Chaldea's power.

Everyone has ambitions, even agents who are determined to protect the world.

"These patterns are not three-dimensional, but three-dimensional." Shen He glanced at the agents in front of him and said slowly, "It represents a city that exists underground on the earth. Its history may be longer than Asgard. It is the trace left by the earliest aliens to come to the earth. Coulson, I ask you to find this city in the shortest time."

Shen He did not expect that the plot in the TV series "Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D." appeared so quickly.

But the underground alien city appeared just right.

It can divert attention and gradually turn the situation in the direction that Shen He hopes to see.

"Any other information?" Coulson asked.

"You can go find those 'experimental subjects'." Shen He looked at Coulson, "I will only give you three days. You have to find the exact location. If you find it, you will make amends. If you don't find it... then let someone capable find it."

The meaning of this sentence is already very clear.

If Coulson can't do it, then he can only choose someone else to replace him.

"I will find it." Coulson said.

"That's the best." Shen He sighed in his heart.

He initially gave everything to Coulson, half because he didn't care about it, and the other half because he trusted Coulson's character.

But the virtual reality company has reached this point, and ability is more important.

However, Shen He didn't feel good about making such a decision, because it meant that he really put Coulson in a subordinate position, and the relationship in the future would change and would no longer be the same as at the beginning.

In the following time, Shen He asked about some details, some things that he had never asked before.

For example, the structure of the current intelligence department, the main personnel, the main work, etc.

These agents all felt some kind of change.

But except for Coulson, they were all happy to see this change.

The normal meeting lasted from seven to ten in the evening. Shen He felt like he was forcing a bunch of things that he was not interested in into his mind.

After everyone left, he sat alone in a chair, digesting what he had just learned.

He also had to think about the follow-up plan.

This life is not a salty fish at all!

Suddenly, a pair of soft hands gently pressed on his shoulders, scaring Shen He to stand up like a conditioned reflex.

"What, this reaction." Semiramis folded her hands in front of her chest, "It's rare that I want to try what the servant does."

"......"

Shen He was speechless, he was just scared.

"Have you been eavesdropping?"

"No." The empress responded confidently, "I came when you ordered them to find the underground city." "

......This is almost from the beginning to the end."

Shen He couldn't help but complain, and then looked at the empress's indifferent expression, thinking that if he took it seriously, he would lose.

Shaking his head helplessly, he packed up his things and turned around to go back.

"Are you in such a hurry to go back?"

Semiramis' figure flashed and appeared beside Shen He in an instant. She was obviously a charming girl, but she raised her arm and put it on Shen He's shoulder like a good friend, and winked at him.

"But I can understand it. After all, it must be wonderful to see the Saint Lady, who is admired by many people, lying on your bed."

"......Uh."

Shen He opened his mouth with an expression that he couldn't turn around.

Why did he start driving when there was nothing wrong?

But this can't be admitted.

"My feelings for Jeanne are not as superficial as you say." Shen He's face was a little annoyed, "Jeanne has too many qualities that attract me."

"Qualities?" Semiramis's face showed a playful smile, "A true king will never have true love."

"..." Shen He calmed down at this time, and he looked at Semiramis very seriously, "But I'm not a king."

"You will be, since you decided to establish Chaldea, you have already been one."

After Semiramis left this last sentence, her figure disappeared silently again.

But her words have entered Shen He's heart.

During this period of time, he did feel that his way of doing things began to be different from before.

As an ordinary person, Shen He would undoubtedly enjoy wealth and power.

"Sure enough, I still feel that Semiramis is not a good guy..."

Shen He stood at the door of his room and muttered to himself, then took a deep breath, calmed down, and opened the door.

As always, Jeanne stood behind the door with a gentle look.

"Welcome back." She came over and took off Shen He's coat. "You've worked hard."

"With your words, it's not hard at all." Shen He smiled foolishly.

He suddenly felt that the doubts and thoughts in his mind were a little ridiculous. He would rather be an emperor than have such a wife who he had never dared to think about in the past.

"What happened today? Why did you hesitate outside the door for so long?" Jeanne wrinkled her cute nose and sniffed. "You still smell like Semiramis."

"......" Shen He's movements froze for a moment.

"Master." Jeanne's smile did not change at all, but her eyes were faintly dangerous. "Don't think about lying. You can find out if you pray to the Lord whether the Master has lied or not." "

......Does the Lord even care about this?"

Although the situation was very bad, Shen He couldn't help but complain.

Revelation should not have the function of identifying lies.

"Really."

Jeanne sighed in a low voice, turned around and hung Shen He's coat on the hanger, carefully tidying up the wrinkles.

"I don't have to know, but Semiramis, you seem to want to lead the Master to a very bad direction. Master...it's better to pay attention."

"......" Shen He was also silent for a while.

He suddenly walked over, gently hugged Jeanne from behind, leaned close to her ear and whispered:

"So, Jeanne, what direction do you want me to go?"

Shen He was a little confused.

Since the New York War, he seemed to have stood on the top of the world all of a sudden. His every move would be watched by countless people and change the lives of countless people.

Corresponding to this is the gradually restless desire for wealth, power, and the future.

"As long as it's not too Spartan, I can accept it." Jeanne chuckled, turned around in Shen He's arms, and put her head on him. "The original duty of a servant is to help the master grow, so the master just needs to unswervingly go in his own direction."

"... Say one thing and mean another."

Shen He moved a hand out and gently rubbed Jeanne's cheek.

"When we first met, you heard that I wanted to change the disasters in this world, and your eyes were full of stars. You, obviously, have no resistance to the savior."

"No way."

Joan of Arc shook her ponytail unwillingly, and rarely acted coquettishly, looking up and staring at Shen He with her beautiful lavender eyes.

"Then, has the master's wish changed now?"

"No." Shen He frowned, "Although this is not my hometown, it is a place very similar to my hometown, and I have established a foundation here, so it can't be easily destroyed." "

Isn't that enough?" Joan of Arc smiled lightly, stretched out her hand and pressed it against Shen He's palm on her cheek, "I once gave up almost everything for my goal, including some things that should not have been given up, such as kindness, so even if I was burned by the fire in the end, I didn't think that was the result I deserved... And, even if it happened again, I would still do it."

Although Joan of Arc is a saint lady, although she is extremely gentle and kind.

However, she will only sacrifice herself for the things she cares about.

Therefore, if there were enemies standing in her way,

few would think she was a kind saint.

Shen He understood what Joan of Arc meant. In the process of achieving her goal, she must give up and change some things.