The person sitting in the dark seemed a little impatient, and he said to the stubborn old man in front of him:

"It seems that you have some common language with the conservative members, but that's not the most important thing. We are all part of Hydra, and the conflict of ideas is inevitable, but I hope we can discuss these internal differences after we control the world, rather than exhausting the last power because of internal disputes before victory."

"Actually, Mr. Reinhart, you haven't been in contact with Hydra in 40 years. I mean, in order to continue, we have to compromise. Hydra is not the same as the ambitious and internally united organization you used to be."

"conservative?"

White Hall asked in surprise:

"You actually pulled those hard-working myth believers back into Hydra's system? Are you crazy? Don't you know what they want to do? They are just a group of damn cultists!"

"I know what they want to do."

The man sitting in the dark shrugged, he said:

"Their ideals have not changed since the Middle Ages. They hope to welcome their ancient 'heads' from the stars. But I don't think we can't cooperate with them. After all, in terms of the origin of Hydra, they are the real orthodox in the organization, and we all belong to the side branches."

"They occupy a huge resource in the current society. They have the financial resources, the power, and the ability to help us. After the death of the Red Skull, we all had a hard time. If they hadn't been willing to lend a helping hand, the Hydra might have ceased to exist long ago."

He persuaded White Hall:

"Mr. Reinhart, ideals are important, but they are also important to survive. You and I are both adults, and we all know that in order to realize our ideals, we occasionally have to compromise with reality."

"And to be honest, there are enough differences in the organization now."

The guy who sat in the dark, like a leader, said to White Hall:

"Not only are the conservatives who pray for myths all day long, we now have a group of wizards who want to develop their power in North America but are unwilling to cooperate with others, and some scientists who only take money from the organization to conduct their own research, and a group of businessmen who join us with no faith in order to gain greater benefits."

"I'm a little exhausted to coordinate their relationship."

The man said:

"So Mr. Reinhart, I urgently need old-school members like you who share some pressure for me. I plan to organize a youth school that absorbs members of the organization, similar to the Secretariat Academy, whose parents cannot coordinate to work together for an ideal, so I think these children may become our future hope."

"They are the children of the future of Hydra, and they need someone with faith, status, and prestige to teach them knowledge and be their role models."

"Mr. Reinhart, would you help me manage Hydra Academy?"

White Hall hesitated for a moment, and he finally nodded.

"Can."

"I will teach those children, and I will help you complete the formula for SS serum. I also understand your meaning and thoughts. I will not intervene too much in the current internal differences between Hydra."

"But before that, I have to complete one thing and one dissection, one that is more than 40 years late, one that can bring me back to my youth."

"You have to find someone for me. She should be in the ancient Eastern Kingdom. I will give you the specific address."

"Also, as the nominal leader of Hydra in this era, you haven't told me who you are yet?"

White Hall asked a question, and the person sitting in the dark waved his hand and said somewhat distractedly:

"It doesn't matter who I am. I just inherited this identity from my father. If possible, I don't want to join this mess at all. If things are not important this time, I wouldn't risk meeting you. Ms. Peggy Carter is a very keen person, and it's not easy to hide it from him."

"Of course, if you have to ask for a name, then call me."
Chapter completed!