Druid's Marvel Travels

Chapter 213 The Convenience of Living Long Enough (55 to subscribe)
Oakes agreed to Randolph's request.

Coulson agreed too—

Although he had guessed for a long time, when it was confirmed that the professor in front of him was the legendary berserker, an Asgardian hidden among the human beings, he still couldn't help feeling overwhelmed.

Not to mention Fitz and Simmons.

However, the two young scientists seemed to be more concerned about Oakes' ability to change clothes with ease.

"Magic is the science of the unknown...I like that statement."

Simmons' eyes lit up, and she realized that Oakes was the pioneer of Earth in this field.

"I think I should bring the probe over here."

Fitz had already taken out his notebook and was writing and drawing, and patted his forehead in frustration:

"In this way, the data of the moment just now can be recorded."

"There will be a chance, you should act quickly, Professor Randolph and I still have something to talk about."

Oakes glanced at Coulson:
"Also, it's best not to reveal the identity of Professor Randolph, after all, I promised him just now."

"...I see, only the three of us know."

Coulson nodded, then turned to call Fitz and Simmons to leave.

But before going out the door, he stopped:
"Ochs, maybe it's because she has been on a lot of field trips recently, and Mei's mental state is far worse than when she was in Rendehui."

He paused and shook his head slightly:
"She told me that she missed her life at the Rendehui very much—she is not a nostalgic person.

Can you help her if you can? "

"Colson, you are indeed the best subordinate of that dead black and bald."

Oakes raised his eyebrows:
"You all know that you have to play the emotional card when you come here..."

He looked at Coulson's somewhat embarrassed face, and snorted:
"I said at the farewell party back then that work is work, and in terms of personal relationship, we are still friends——

You haven't seen me since then.

Next year's New Year, the traditional annual meeting of the Rendehui, I hope you have no tasks. "

"I will ask for leave in advance."

Coulson breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled again:

"I believe the director will approve it."

"It doesn't matter if he approves or not..."

Watching Coulson disappear at the door with the bewildered Fitz and Simmons, Oakes silently counted the time and shook his head slightly:
"Before the Spring Festival, S.H.I.E.L.D. is... Boom!"

"Uh... sorry, what did you just say?"

When Professor Randolph saw Coulson leading the people away, a thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead.

If Oakes wants to target him specifically after knowing the information...

"It's nothing, don't worry, although I'm not very famous..."

Ox paused, thinking about what happened when he entered the school just now:
"...Well, but what I promise, I will do what I say.

I'm not interested in pursuing your identity. I don't care what happens to Asgard. Now I have something else to ask you. "

He looked at Randolph's nervous face and smiled slightly:
"After all, sometimes, living long enough really comes with a lot of convenience."

……

"Sometimes, living long enough really comes with a lot of convenience."

"Exploration requires experiments, and living long enough will give me more opportunities to experiment and explore more unknown things."

In a seemingly secretive research institution, Dr. Whitehall, wearing a neat suit and round glasses, frowned slightly as he looked at a photo on the computer in front of him.

"'As long as I'm around, you'll never see the light of day'...remember that line, Carter."

Peggy Carter in the photo is still as beautiful as 70 years ago.

But the photo was taken yesterday in a park in Brooklyn.

"How I wish it was a coincidence...but that soldier made my hopes empty and ridiculous."

Next to Peggy Carter was Captain America, Steve Rogers, in plain clothes.

If someone said this was a young man who just looked exactly like Carter, Whitehall would have pulled him out and shot him.

"PhD."

Someone came to report:
"It has been confirmed that the target is one of the founders of S.H.I.E.L.D., Peggy Carter.

The target's residence has been identified, but Captain America is with her, and we dare not go any further. "

"Any reply from Pierce?"

The corner of Whitehall's mouth twitched. Although his status was still far from that of Pierce's, the other party would still help him if he just inquired about information.

"Minister Pierce has consulted Peggy Carter's information, but there is no change in the information... In other words, Peggy Carter's current situation is out of the control of S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Well, if he believed that, he wouldn't be Pierce."

With his hands behind his back, Whitehall turned around and looked directly at his subordinates:
"The information has not been changed, it just means that it has not been entered into the internal server of S.H.I.E.L.D.

But with Captain America on the sidelines, at least Nick Fury must know what's going on.

But this guy is very tricky, and Pierce will pick someone. "

He waved his hand and turned back to the monitor:
"The last time Peggy Carter showed up two years ago, she was still very old, but she has regained her youth during this time...

This is not S.H.I.E.L.D. technology because S.H.I.E.L.D. technology is our technology...

So what has she experienced during this time?About Captain America?still……"

Whitehall looked at another monitor beside him.

Above that was an image of a small bottle filled with a beautiful emerald green liquid.

"But doctor, this recovery potion is just a very clever health product.

Although it is true that it has a very powerful health care effect on the human body, at most it can make the skin better. Peggy Carter's situation is completely different from this medicine. "

"That's right... But don't you know that a product put on the market is never the most outstanding achievement in the hands of a company?"

Dr. Whitehall laughed:
"Rendehui, Oak Environmental Technology Company, let's see what kind of talents are there...

While I consider myself as good as anyone in science, we spend way too much time studying the Obelisk. "

"You mean, Peggy Carter's abnormal appearance is probably the masterpiece of that avenger, druid Dr. Oaks Lin?"

There was a flash of disbelief in the eyes of the subordinates:

"I thought that what he did in New York was miraculous..."

"Returning to youth is also miraculous, but I don't know whether Peggy Carter's body has regained her youth, or she has really extended her life."

Clenching his fists, feeling the surging vitality in his body, Whitehall took a deep breath:

"And no matter which one it is, that Dr. Oaks Lin, his ability is so strange, could it have something to do with the obelisk?"

"Pierce's plan is about to be implemented. It seems that we need to find a time to invite Ms. Carter to be our guest."

(End of this chapter)