The Wizard of the World

"Sir, I am honored to have you here in person."

"This is my quest for treasure, Mr. Leblanc. I hope what you are selling this time will make me feel valuable."

LeBron stood by the car and greeted the other person to get out of the car very respectfully. This was a bearded man with a very ordinary appearance, but LeBron did not dare to neglect him at all. After all, the other party decided today. Can you take away the hot potato in the closet in the room?

This mysterious businessman appeared in New York half a year ago. No one knows where this man named Wolfgang von Strucker came from. No one knows his bottom line, but he is well known to the outside world. This person specializes in acquiring some strange and weird things from outside, and he is not stingy with money. Usually the things he likes can be sold at a good price.

LeBron took Strucker all the way to his room and opened the closet in front of him. Namor's trident suddenly appeared in their eyes.

"Well, that's interesting." Straker pushed his eyes, walked directly to the trident and took it out of the closet.

"Sir, I lost a lot to get this thing. You haven't seen how terrible its owner is..."

"Wait a minute." Straker stretched out his hand to stop LeBron from speaking, "Isn't this trident a lost object? Does it have a user?"

"Yes, a human being who can walk on the sea."

Straker touched the halberd handle with force, and the trident, which had not changed at all, suddenly lit up with a golden light, and a strangely shaped twisted text was revealed on the hilt.

Soon, this vision did not last long, and the Trident returned to calm.

"I'm very satisfied with this thing. What do you think of $5000 million?" Strack asked.

"Five, 5000 million..." LeBron suddenly felt happy. The 500 million he spent on selling the New York Star last time was not much spent. With the 5000 million added, he now has more than [-] million in assets. , enough to start a new company in an industry.

"Not satisfied?"

"Satisfied, I'm very satisfied sir." LeBron nodded repeatedly and agreed with a red face.

"Don't tell anyone what happened today. Since the thing has been sold to me, I hope you can forget about it after getting the money." Strack said lightly.

"No problem. What I'm good at doing business is keeping secrets. I used to be asked to bring some 'goods' when I went out of the country, and then asked me to keep them secret. I..."

"Okay." Strack stopped LeBron's words, "I don't want to know your past, but if you find something like this again in the future, you can still come to me. The price will definitely satisfy you."

……

After paying off LeBron's $5000 million, Strack got into the car with the trident and asked the driver to start immediately and drive away from here.

"Will this help you, sir?" asked a man sitting in the passenger seat.

"It's hard to say now, but it should be a valuable treasure." Strack looked at the trident lying on his thigh and smiled: "I have seen a kind of writing in Schmidt's base before.

, that is the information left over from the lost continent Atlantis. Schmidt has always believed that civilizations that disappeared from history have the power to rule the world, such as the Maya, Loulan, and Atlantis. These have all is his research goal. "

"So sir, did you discover something about Atlantis today?"

"Maybe. I'm not sure yet. Let me check it first when I get back." Struck patted the trident. "Exploration requires experimentation. Isn't that what someone always said."

"It's Dr. Reinhardt. It's a pity that he failed to escape in the end and was caught by the Strategic Science Corps. I heard that he is now imprisoned in the 'Rat' Prison."

"If you cut off one head, two more will grow. Hydra is not so easy to defeat. What do others say? Who else can we contact?" Struck asked.

"Still trying to contact you, but no one responded to the original telegram."

"They probably all want to take advantage of Schmidt's downfall to do something else." Strack slowly looked out the window: "We have sent countless people through the boulder over the years, but those guys are still here. Still unwilling to give up, think about the legend that he was driven to an alien planet more than 3000 years ago, how could he still be alive now?"

There was a moment of silence in the car. Neither the driver nor the man in the passenger seat dared to make a sound. There were some secrets in Hydra that could not be heard unless they reached a certain level. Now that Struck was telling them all on his own, they could only pretend. Tsukuru acted as if he hadn't heard.

……

When the war in Europe ended, the Strategic Science Corps of the United States, which was originally created specifically for World War II, naturally lost its own significance. The entire Strategic Science Corps was greatly reduced. Even Colonel Phillips was transferred to other departments. He had previously established it. All the good mechanisms are gone.

Bell Telephone Company of New York.

"Carter, sort out this report and send it to Director Dooley." Jack Thompson calmly placed a three-finger-thick file on Peggy's desk.

Daniel Sosa, who was at the table, suddenly couldn't stand it anymore. He frowned and said, "Jack, you should finish your work by yourself, right?"

"I'm very busy Daniel, colleagues should help each other, right?" Thompson smiled and put his hand on Peggy's shoulder, but he didn't want the other person to avoid him and put the file away.

"If there is nothing else, you can return to your position. I will send this information to Director Dooley personally after I have sorted it out." Peggy said calmly with a cold face.

Peggy's move made Thompson feel very embarrassed. He retracted his hand stiffly and tried to ridicule Peggy to ease his situation, "A woman worthy of being Captain America, okay, I'll go back right away."

The United States in the post-war years was very discriminatory against female workers. Even Peggy Carter, who had made a lot of contributions in the war, was immediately relegated to an ordinary SSR employee by her boss as soon as she returned to New York. She had to do a lot of things every day. She was busy organizing documents and files, running errands and making phone calls for others, and she didn't even get the chance to go out in the field.

The Strategic Scientific Reserve is the Strategic Scientific Reserve, often referred to as the SSR. After the war ended and the world entered a peaceful era, the Strategic Scientific Corps completely became an official espionage organization.