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When the workers were working hard under the guidance of Toms, some uninvited guests suddenly came to the ruins.
"Attention, everyone!"
A short man wearing a white hoodie that covered half of his face came over with a group of workers wearing white helmets and gray professional uniforms.
White clothes are obviously not suitable to be worn in such ruins and will get dirty easily, but the visitor was spotless as he walked among the various wreckage.
Toomes turned around in confusion, wondering what these people were doing here...
But looking at these aggressive guys, he always had a bad feeling in his heart.
The visitor stopped not far from Toombs. "According to Executive Order 396B, all post-war cleanup work is to be taken over by the Disaster Management and Control Agency. Thank you for your efforts. We will take over here."
what? !
Toombs and his workers were somewhat surprised and confused when they heard what the other party said.
So what do we do?
Tums hurriedly took a few steps forward and stood in front of the little man, gesticulating with his hands in a panic, trying to explain the situation to the other party.
"Listen, we signed a contract with the government to clean up these ruins. We signed a contract!"
The hooded man pulled his hood down, but the words that came out of his delicate little mouth were very cold, like the biting cold wind in February.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Adrian Toomes, the alien material left behind is extremely dangerous. People without qualifications are not allowed to touch it."
This news was like a bolt from the blue to Toombs and others.
The workers in Tums could not hold back and dropped their work to gather around.
They were wearing messy clothes, no uniforms, and no helmets. They were facing each other with the people brought by the short man. They were obviously the so-called unqualified personnel.
Toomes and his gang went from bewilderment to anger, but looking at the security guards following behind with pistols on their waists, they could only suppress their anger.
Thinking about the consequences of losing their jobs, the feeling of uncertainty and anxiety about their future life suddenly came up. The middle-aged man who was full of energy at work just now suddenly felt panic in his heart.
Toomes slapped his face, forced a humble smile, and there was some pleading in his low voice.
"Please! I spent all my money to buy a truck for this job! I hired a lot of workers... They all have families, and so do I. I'm risking everything I have, and I might even lose my house."
As Toms spoke, he pointed to the workers he brought with him behind him, and then pointed to himself, hoping that the people in front of him could be a little reasonable.
The hooded man seemed to have a pair of eyes staring outside from under his white hood. "Mr. Toomes, you look very determined... What motivates you to do this? This job is inherently dangerous, and you are willing to risk losing everything and your home to do this?"
This question made Toombs a little embarrassed, as he didn't want to talk about his privacy and personal situation with others. But he turned his head to look at the brothers he brought with him, and then looked at the person in front of him and decided to say something.
He motioned the visitor to go to a less crowded place and said in a low voice: "I... I have a wife who loves me very much... We also have a very lovely daughter, and I love them very much."
"But, you know, a lot of people can't provide a good living environment for their families... My daughter is in primary school, a not-so-good public primary school."
"She has had a dream since she was young, to become a painter or an astronaut... She will be going to middle school in the next two years, and I can't even send her to a better school."
"So, I hope you can show some mercy..."
The tall, middle-aged man felt a little ashamed to tell others about his incompetence and the unhappiness in his life, but he still uttered the last words of pleading.
The hooded man nodded slightly, a hint of amusement in his voice, "Liz Toomes? A very cute little thing."
"Do you know my daughter?"
The man was a little surprised, and a little bit of delusion appeared in his mind, maybe things could turn around.
"You are a good father. I have investigated you and your family... You have a gentle personality, are meticulous, a workaholic, and don't like to drink. Your greatest hobby is playing with your daughter at home, but you haven't been home for a week due to work issues."
"You? Investigating me? Investigating my family? What do you want to do?"
Hearing the other party's words, Tums gradually frowned, anger, vigilance and confusion intertwined on his face, and there seemed to be some sinister light flashing in his eyes behind his glasses.
The hooded man remained unmoved by the man's intimidating gaze. He said calmly, "You know, sir, these alien relics are all extremely threatening substances, such as this one..."
He casually broke off a small piece of crystal from the wreckage nearby, crushed it in his hand, then picked out a peanut-sized piece and launched it into the sky.
Suddenly, a muffled thunder exploded in the sky more than a hundred meters above. The huge sound resounded through the sky, scaring everyone present.
"... Just over 100 grams of this substance is enough to blow a main battle tank to pieces... If it leaks out, it could appear in downtown areas, on airplanes, or even in schools..."
"It's scary, isn't it? You don't want your wife and daughter to get hurt, do you?"
"I admire you as a person and your attitude towards family."
"So, I would like to invite you to serve as the deputy director of the Disaster Management and Control Bureau. What do you think?"
W-what? !
Toomes opened his mouth exaggeratedly with a dull look on his face. He couldn't believe what he heard.
"I... serve as director? Me?"
He was just worried that he and his friends would end up sleeping on the street because of unemployment, but the next second the man in front of him told him, "I have high hopes for you, and I'll leave this area to you."
This sense of unreality put him into a trance.
Chapter 17. Sky Knights Must Be Short!
"I want to ask you to be the deputy director of the Disaster Management and Control Bureau. Why, are you not happy about it?"
"No! No no, I'd love to! Thank you for the invitation!"
Before Toomes could react, he had already said the above words.
"Okay, do your best and don't let me down!"
The hooded man stood on tiptoes and reached out to pat Toomes on the shoulder... but he couldn't reach it, so the man, still in a trance, subconsciously bent down.
Responsible for family and companions, adventurous, courageous, able to compromise when necessary, and very perceptive.
The hooded man smiled with satisfaction, "Well, not bad. I'm optimistic about you."
"Later, go to Stark... oh no, Avengers Building and find someone from Stark Industries. They will take you to complete the formalities."
"And these workers of yours..."
He pointed at the guys who were disheveled, working with their bare hands, and lacking even the most basic safety awareness.
“It is better to go to the Disaster Management and Control Bureau for safety training before taking over the job.”
"We want to hire reliable people with clear minds. Also, go home more often after work. A man who doesn't take time to spend with his family is not a real man. If your family blames you because of this job, it will be my fault."
"…Also, your internal code name within the bureau is 'Vulture'."
After saying that, the white hood nodded and left.
Watching the man's departing back, Toomes leaned against the alien wreckage, becoming more and more dazed... Is this real?
His eyes unconsciously fell on the purple crystals on the alien debris beside him... Oh, did that person just crush these crystals with his bare hands? !
...Toombs knew how hard these alien materials were. He had tested them himself with a machine and found that they were much stronger than ordinary steel.
And... you knew it was dangerous, but you still crushed it?! What if it exploded here?!
Damn it, I didn't just have a brush with death, did I?!
Cold sweat immediately soaked the man's back.
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A mysterious social account and a photo posted on it suddenly became popular.
This account named "Liquid Creatures" only posted one update, with no text, only one picture.
But in just four or five days, it went from zero followers to 70 million followers, its photos got over 200 million likes, and the data is still increasing at a steady rate.
The photo was posted on the day aliens invaded New York.
The photo shows a few people gathered together, sitting on the ground and eating barbecue... The content of the photo is simple, but the people in the photo are not simple.
On the far right are Iron Man and a thin man. They are holding grilled chicken wings in their hands and seem to be discussing something, but neither of them has taken a bite of the chicken wings.
On the far left is Thor, the god of thunder, wearing armor. He puts his hammer next to the grill, on which are placed several bottles of condiments such as peppercorns. In his left hand, he holds a handful of meat skewers and in his right hand, he holds a large glass of beer, with his mouth stuffed full.
Behind Thor was the tied-up Loki, who glanced at the camera with his sidelong eyes. He seemed to be biting a metal ball hard in his mouth, which had already been bitten in half.
Next to Thor was Captain America Steve, who was sitting cross-legged. He placed the painted shield on his knees and stuffed two pieces of roasted chicken breasts into his mouth. It seemed that both of them were very hungry.
In the middle right of the photo is Natasha, who is wearing a combat tights. She has a grilled steak on her plate. She is eating elegantly in small bites, holding a tactical dagger in her left hand and a tactical knife in her right hand.
On the middle left is Hawkeye, who has to carry a bow even when eating barbecue. While he is eating, he keeps glancing at Loki with his teeth gnashed, as if he wants to bite Loki like a barbecue.
The vengeful Hawkeye has never forgotten that Loki controlled him and did many things that angered God and man.
The thin man in the photo is naturally Bruce Banner, and the person taking the photo is naturally the most mysterious one in the Avengers - Sky Knight!
After the battle in New York, the identities of all the Avengers have been revealed, except for the Sky Knight who has never shown his true face.
The public only knows that he was familiar with Iron Man from the beginning, but can't find more information about him.
And now, everyone is sure that this account belongs to the Sky Knight himself!
And judging from the shooting angle, the Sky Knight is either a dwarf or a female!
The most likely possibility is that he is both short and a woman!
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After a busy few days in New York, Slime can finally return to his peaceful home in Malibu.
These days, Lai Mu has been in New York dealing with various post-war matters. He called Alice a few times when he missed her, but he didn't get to say much.
Alice naturally knew from the news media that Sky Knight was also involved in the alien war in New York, but she didn't mention it at all on the phone. She only cared about Lai Mu's health and told him to rest more.
But Slime could vaguely hear that something was not right with the other person's emotions when she spoke, and he was afraid that she was very worried and scared.
So after finishing his business in New York, Lai Mu rushed back as soon as possible.
It was dusk when we arrived.
He landed on the rooftop, put away his brand new ghost armor, and walked down the stairs.
Alice was sitting alone in the living room. The big screen was showing the latest news, which included reports about New York, some videos of the Avengers fighting, and progress reports on the city's reconstruction.
Hearing the footsteps, Alice turned her head to look at Lai Mu, sighed and turned away again.