Marvel's Xeon Makeover

Now it was Peter's turn to be confused.

He always thought he was the victim, but unexpectedly he was stabbed in the back by one of his own.

"Now it seems that Fantasy Company is using this video to promote its own products."

Hill controlled the tablet in his hand and brought up several more interfaces.

"Half an hour ago, Fantasy Company opened an online purchase channel for digital memories. So far, 10 people in the United States have purchased memories. 30 units have been sold worldwide."

What Zhou Kai sells on a large scale are the memories of data-type Digimon, which are easier to make than vaccines and virus types.

Therefore, the price of memory is not too high. The price of 2 US dollars is equivalent to that of a car. Compared with the powerful capabilities it displays, it is not expensive.

"This...this will cause a riot, right? Will SHIELD not care about it? For example, seize their goods and prevent them from shipping?"

George, who had been listless and downcast, suddenly became anxious.

He knows best how terrifying the power of memory is.

After evolving into Flamedramon, the terrifying power in his body that could destroy heaven and earth made him still have lingering fears.

One can imagine how social order would collapse if such things were as widespread as handguns.

"We wanted to do that, but it didn't work."

Hill shook his head, and then placed an order for a memory stick under the gaze of everyone.

At the moment when the payment was successful, a colorful light emerged from the charging cable of the tablet computer, gathered into a memory, and fell on the table.

"This?"

Tony and the others looked at the strange scene in front of them in stunned silence.

"Did you see it? Fantasy Company doesn't use logistics to deliver goods at all. We can't stop them at all."

"The website cannot be blocked, and even the whereabouts of the money paid by customers cannot be traced."

"All in all, Dream Company has completely crushed S.H.I.E.L.D., at least in the field of computer technology."

Although I am very reluctant, I have to admit that SHIELD has no way to deal with the Dream Company.

"Mr. Peter, how do you explain this matter?"

At this time Nick Fury spoke, and he pointed the finger at Peter.

"Products like digital memory should be like Osborne's Rogers Mixture and only supplied to the military and special departments."

Peter stared at Nick expressionlessly: "I am just an ordinary salesman who has lost his memory, and I am not a legal person of the company. This doesn't seem to be a responsibility I should bear, right?"

"Okay, I'm here to ask for compensation. The digital memory of the Ten Fighters is a specially customized product with unique characteristics."

"Now that you are bound by Director George, will you be the one to sign the bill, or will the government be responsible for it?"

Having said this, Peter stood up and looked down at George beside him.

George knew he was in the wrong, but he still stood up and took responsibility.

"Sorry, Mr. Peter. I will make amends."

"You put it lightly, that's 2 million U.S. dollars. What's more, Fantasy Company is not short of money at all. If the memory of the Ten Fighters can't find a suitable user, it might as well remain idle."

These are all recorded by Zhou Kai in the employee handbook given to Peter, which of course also contains solutions to this situation.

"Well, I'll give you two solutions."

"First, join Fantasy Game Company. As long as you become one of our own, that memory can be used as an employee benefit, and you will no longer be held responsible for unauthorized use."

"If you don't want to join, there is another way. You are not young anymore, and you only have more than thirty years to live at most."

"Take out [-] million dollars as royalties for the past thirty years. After you die, we will recycle the memory."

After saying that, Peter stood up and left.

"I'll give you three days to think about it. I'll come to you in three days."

After saying that, Peter shook the full bottle and teleported away from SHIELD.

"Father!"

Gwen took George's hand and encouraged him.

"No matter which way my father chooses, I will support you."

Based on Gwen's understanding of her father, George must be unwilling to join a company with unknown origins and a potential threat to the society.

"If you have [-] million swords, maybe you can borrow them from the Supreme Mage?"

Ancient One has lived for such a long time. Even if she didn't deliberately make money, Kamal Taj still acted in the style of an ascetic, but it didn't mean that she didn't have money.

Borrowing at least [-] million dollars to help Gwen out, and then replacing him with a future Dharma God to work to pay off the debt, this business can be done.

"Director George, I wonder if you are interested in joining SHIELD?"

Nick Fury stood up, walked up to the two of them, and invited George.

"Join S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

George was obviously stunned for a moment and did not react for a while.

"That's right, join SHIELD. The $[-] million will be paid for by SHIELD. Wouldn't this solve your urgent need?"

Nick seemed particularly interested in inviting George to join SHIELD.

After all, this is not only a good combat power, but also a buy-one-get-one-free deal from the miko's father, so who wouldn't rush to do it?

George was very moved for a moment, but after thinking for a moment, he shook his head.

"No need. I am a police officer and you are agents. There is a big difference in form, means and scope of functions. I am not very qualified to do the work of an agent."

Although George was very polite, Nick could tell that he was biased against agents.

But it’s not surprising that George is biased. Since ancient times, assassins, agents, and spies have not been good words, not to mention the term agent, which encompasses all the above professional powers?

But Nick did not give up and handed George a document.

"what is this?"

"The Avengers Project, this will be a team that brings together all kinds of strange people, with the purpose of fighting against the increasingly frequent supernatural events. If you agree, you will be incorporated into this team without becoming an agent. "

This statement directly poked George's G-spot.

Who of his generation didn't grow up listening to the legendary stories of Captain America?

Naturally, I also yearn for such a legendary team like the Howling Commandos.

Now facing the Avengers who are equivalent to the plus version of Howling Commandos, I am naturally a little excited.

"You don't have to make a decision in a hurry. Didn't Peter give you three days anyway?"

The main discussion issues are over, the meeting is over, and everyone is preparing to leave.

At this time, Tony, who had been silent, stood up.

"By the way! When we were fighting on the Arctic glacier just now, Jarvis detected a metal reaction under the ice. I asked him to scan it, but he forgot about it during the fight."

"I project the scanned image."

Jarvis projected the scan onto the screen, making it look like a giant aircraft.

Seeing this scanned image, old Steve's face turned ugly.

"It seems that this thing is not buried deep. Can you send someone to find out what it is? I have sent you the coordinates."