Marvel's Secret Technique of Cultivation

It was already midnight when I returned home from Kamal Taj.

Fang Bi got the answer he wanted to know from Gu. If the timeline was not passive, he would not be able to return to the original world until after the Endgame at the earliest, so protecting the timeline became more important. If Endgame fails, the entire universe will be destroyed by Thanos, which is not half and half.

As for the first snap of his fingers, Gu Yi also made it clear that no matter how many results there were, Fang Bi would never be wiped out. Fang Bi didn't doubt Gu Yi's words. He had no choice, right? Even if he was deceived, he could only admit it. Who let the time gem be in someone else's hands? Anyway, there is no contradiction with my original plan.

Even now, Fang Bi still has no intention of participating in the plot, but there is no need to be soft-hearted towards those unexpected visitors.

After clearing up his mood, Fang Bi began to study the Heavenly Book, trying to find effective ways to deal with evil spirits from it.

The Book of Heaven is all-encompassing, and the practice of many secret arts involves some knowledge. For example, if you want to build a car, you must understand mechanical knowledge, and this mechanical knowledge can not only be used to build a car. In the same way, the knowledge contained in these secret techniques has endless uses even if taken alone. But this requires Fang Bi to summarize the experiments himself.

Three days later, Fang Bi, who was studying the Book of Heaven in the handicraft store, received a visit from Colson, the head of Novice Village.

"Hello, I am Agent Coulson from the Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Bureau. We have something to consult with you." Coulson put on his very friendly smile and said gently.

Fang Bi was startled when he saw Colson's arrival. Did he think he was exposed? Then he took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, NYPD? I met an agent here who claimed to be an agent from the Homeland Attack Bureau. He looks like a liar. Okay, please come as soon as possible. Don't worry, I won't believe his words before this, let alone Transferring money to some safe account is something only a fool would do.”

Agent Coulson on the side was directly stunned by Fang Bi's operation. Although the official name of his agency was a bit cumbersome and ordinary people would never hear it, he was still the first to call the police.

Of course, this may be because most of the time they borrow the name of the FBI. However, Coulson thought it was better to be more honest when dealing with special talents, so he reported the official name of his organization.

Colson tried to explain that he was not a liar, but Fang Bi acted like I won’t listen, I don’t believe it, don’t try to deceive me. In desperation, we could only wait for the police to arrive.

Not long after, a police car arrived at the door of the store. Colson stepped forward to show his ID and explain, and then made a phone call to send the police away. Man, even the police don't believe there is a department with such a silly name.

"Now you believe that I am from the government department, Mr. Fang." Colson said helplessly.

"Sorry, there are too many liars now, I have to be careful, and your name sounds like it was just made up." Fang Bi said matter-of-factly.

"Then, which liar would use a name that sounds fake at first glance?" Colson said angrily.

"You also know that your names are very fake. Maybe the liar thinks that the longer the name, the more powerful it is."

"Well, if you don't like it, you can also call us SHIELD. This is an internal name, but only the official name can be printed on the ID. So I can't hold the ID and say another name."

"Whatever, this name isn't that good either. So, Mr. Agent, do you have anything to do with me?" Fang Bi said with an indifferent expression.

Of course, Coulson would not forget the purpose of coming here. He took out a photo and handed it to Fang Bi, asking: "Do you remember this amulet?"

"Of course I have an impression. I have a lot of them." Fang Bi turned around and picked up a box of amulets from behind the counter and placed it on the counter.

He had been prepared for this for a long time. When he helped Louise, he knew that if SHIELD knew about the death tape, Louise, the only one who survived, would be investigated, and he would definitely not be able to escape.

"Do these amulets have special abilities to resist the attacks of evil spirits?" Colson asked, staring at the amulets in front of him.

"Of course, these are all amulets from the mysterious East that have been ordained by a master. I came in from Chinatown with formal procedures and invoices, and paid taxes normally. If you buy more at one time, I can give you a discount." Fang Bi put on a sales pitch and said.

Colson rubbed his head and realized that he had misunderstood. He said, "A few days ago, you sold an amulet to a girl. Do you still remember?"

"Of course I remember it. It's just such a business this month, how could I forget it? I asked her why she died. It's not my fault. My products are all inspected and contain no harmful substances. And even if something happens, it should be done." Sue my upstream wholesaler, I'm just a retailer." Fang Bi quickly excused himself.

"She's fine. I just want to ask, why did you let her go back to sleep or pretend to be dead after the amulet shattered?" Colson asked, staring at Fang Bi closely.

"It was obvious that the little girl was suffering from delusion at first sight. She also talked about the midnight ring and the death tape. This was obviously the plot of the movie. Of course I let her sleep to let her have a good rest. As for the broken amulet, in According to the Eastern legend, it was because it prevented a disaster for its owner. I said it casually, mainly to comfort her. You also know how pitiful it is to have delusions at such a young age." Fang Bi said the words he had prepared long ago. .

"But the amulet really broke." Coulson was obviously not that easy to deceive.

"Damn profiteers, the quality is so poor, it broke after just a few days of wearing it. Don't worry, I will definitely report this to the manufacturer and ask for compensation." Fang Bi said angrily.

Coulson could see that Fang Bi was not telling the truth, and he also knew that it would not be easy for him to ask for the results, and then said: "Can I take these amulets back for testing and your wholesaler information?"

"Of course, but this is my small business. If you all take it away, how can I still do business?" Fang Bi said hesitantly.

"Okay, let's buy it at the original price, okay?" Colson said with a headache.

"It would be great if that's the case. If you need anything else, I can give you a discount." Fang Bi immediately said happily. If this business is completed, it will equal his annual turnover.

"Your incense smells good. Did you buy it in Chinatown?" Colson asked casually.

"Of course, this is a kind of sandalwood. It is said to have a calming and concentrating effect. It sells well in Chinatown." Fang Bi said, but his heart tightened. He was contaminated with the smell of sandalwood, and he was probably trying to save his life. Coulson was smelled by him that day.