"Where is the target?" A young man walked into the monitoring room and asked his companions on another building ten feet away from the office building.

"It's still in its original position. According to Colson's recollection, it was his desk." His colleague was about forties, not tall or short, and was sitting in front of the surveillance equipment in front of the surveillance equipment to observe the screen. He replied without looking back when he heard this.

The two of them have one thing in common, that is, their appearance is very uncharacteristic. If you pass by them on the street but don’t remember their clothes, then you may not be able to recognize them when you look back.

Now they are using a special magnetic field monitoring machine to measure the position of the target. According to the height of the floor, it should be the layer exclusive to the mutant leader. A bright magnetic field on the screen represents the existence of Magneto. For two hours, he has not moved there.

"He is so patient. After I finished all the meal, he was still sitting there." The young agent couldn't help but smack his tongue. In fact, he not only had lunch, but also took the time to read the newspaper to relax his nerves.

However, his colleagues did not blame him. Although field tasks have always been precise, monitoring tasks require patience, especially when facing dangerous people with superpowers. In order to relieve stress, everyone has their own way to relax.

So he said nothing. After recording the time and direction, he reminded the successor again and left this anxious place.

When the door was closed gently, only the young detective was left in the monitoring room. He stared at the screen for a while, and shot at the target's magnetic field with his fingers.

"Damn mutant monster, why don't you rest, why don't you die, why do you have to appear, so I can only stay here now." The boring persistence in fixed positions made the young agent full of resentment. He cursed a few words, and then hit the imagined target hard. "Go to die, score!"

He was entertaining alone in the room, not knowing that while he was observing others, his every move was also absorbed into the target's eyes.

Slowly hovering in the air, Eric opened his eyes and now a clear humanoid appeared on the floor of the hall.

The red one is the human figure, and the blue one is the instruments and rooms. He got inspiration from the Dead Warrior's auxiliary tools and constructed a holographic model of the monitoring room in the opposite building based on body temperature and magnetic radiation. His this one is much clearer than the equipment on the opposite side.

On the desk next to it was a piece of metal. Eric poured his power into it, and the magnetic field that the agents of SHIELD saw came from it, and they knew nothing about the fluctuations generated in more subtle realms.

Not just the Aegis. As long as Eric is willing, every surveillance location around him is under his control. Just wave your hand or spit out a murderous note, and the poor agents will leave the world silently.

Fortunately, so far, the measures taken by various intelligence agencies have not exceeded the acceptable bottom line, so he only responded in a confused way. If one day these guys dare to cross the boundaries, what awaits them will be a severe blow.

But before that day comes, they can still do what they think is right.

On the other side of the hall is an electromagnetic induction furnace, which was designed by Eric and was invented specifically for future factories.

In the history of steel production, the dominant steelmaking methods are open furnaces, converters and electric arc furnaces. With the advancement of technology, open furnaces have been completely eliminated, and converter steelmaking and electric furnace steelmaking dominate in steel production. Induction furnace steelmaking is also a kind of steelmaking method. This method is based on the induction hot melting materials generated by the induction of electromagnetic magnetic field and furnace material. The principle is basically the same as that of the induction stove, but the magnetic field replaces the fire and the crucible replaces the cooking utensils.

Compared with steelmaking equipment from the outside world, Eric's induction furnace is an epoch-making super smelting equipment. His unique talent gives him an extremely special understanding of magnetism. His inventions also far behind those melting equipment that can only be used as cast steel castings in small foundries. It is not a dream to melt a large amount of steel or other metal materials. It is faster to produce, easier to operate, and has a shorter time to put into operation. As long as the site is built, scale it up on the existing basis and add some adjustments, a powerful smelting machine will be born.

When it connects Dr. Opto's powerful energy, SHIELD's orders won't be a problem.

Although Eric doesn't care about money, he has made up his mind to step on Obadai and S.H.E.L.D. to make himself appear again.

He will be more than a superhero, but also a corporate tycoon, with greater influence and then he can do more.

However, before this, he still has some personnel adjustments to make.

"mj", Eric kindly called the abbreviation of the secretary's name and called her to her side. "I have an idea to hear your opinion."

The blonde secretary came over and stared at him quietly: "Is it about me?"

Eric nodded, he wanted to send the lady to some training.

"I agree." The girl agreed immediately, not even asking the employer what she planned to do. "I don't object to your arrangement."

Her attitude surprised Eric. In his impression, the secretary was not a very easy person to talk to.

"Is it because of Harry?" he guessed whether John's speech in the conference room had troubled her boyfriend. "Don't worry about me retracting my support for him. If one day he has to return to Osborne Industry, we will be separated in a peaceful atmosphere."

Mary Jane shook her head with a smile.

"Although we've broken up, I'm still happy to hear your explanation."

"So, would you like to go to Miss Pepper, the executive of Stark Industry, for some time in management training?" Eric asked tentatively.

"Can I come back in the future?" the girl did not answer and asked another thing instead.

"Of course." Eric nodded. "This is your home if you want."

Home----The word made the secretary laugh. There was an indescribable resentment in her smile, and Eric suddenly seemed to understand something.

"For a small town girl who goes to public schools, this is beyond her expectations in life," Mary Jane said softly. "My original dream was just to be an actor, one day he could take the stage on Broadway and perform in front of thousands of audiences. Before I came here, I never dreamed of entering the business world to deal with big people."

"I can understand, if you really don't want to..." Before Eric finished speaking, the secretary lady came over and then pressed a warm finger on her lips to stop him from speaking.

"I do it for you." The girl said gently, and the affection in her eyes could no longer be stopped.

Eric felt the heat on his lips, pressed and held Mary Jane's shoulder to gently separate her warm body.

"You're a good girl," he whispered, with a polite tone in his words.

"No, I'm not." Mary Jane smiled. "I'm superficial, I love vanity, but I just like you."

He hugged him hard, and the secretary retreated.

"If one day you see my results, remember that I did it for you." The girl stared at him and retreated to the door.

When her figure was partitioned by the hall door, Eric suddenly felt an indescribable melancholy.

Now he felt that he was being more and more ties, just like a silkworm in spring was spitting silk threads persistently, wrapping him tighter and tighter with these fragile and fine silks.

If he had just arrived in this world, he was just a wandering passerby who had been dead for a long time, at this moment he had been deeply trapped in a new world and truly became an inseparable member of it.

"Home?" Eric slowly savored the word, and then he realized that he had replaced his original relatives with the appearance of young people and girls.

The three worlds seemed to coincide at this moment. From the place where he was born, the space of the Lord God was penetrated. Until today's world, three different lives suddenly resonated with each other. This change made people with strong will as strong as steel and panic.

He couldn't help but touch the place where his fingers pressed, and the temperature on his lips seemed to remain in place. Eric sat down and came out for a while, and it took him a lot of time to recover from this state.

The sky was already dimming, and the daylight was getting shorter this season. He restarted the suspended seat and projected the power to a distant place with the help of the amplification tool.

In a Canadian base, Warren was looking at his daughter's photo, and Christina's childish little face seemed to be still in front of him.

In order to follow Colonel Stryker, who was like his father, Warren tried every means to ask his daughter for help. The shameful plot failed in the end. The mutant leader spared everyone for his daughter, and hoped that he would be equally tolerant of Christina.

Warren was silently reciting, and suddenly someone called him out. When he walked to Stryker, the fat man was observing a metal plate with all his attention.

For example, the metal plate of the 50-inch TV screen is slowly changing. At first it is as blurred as melted wax, gradually turning into a familiar face. When the person appears, Warren feels the old boss's body tensed quietly.

After four hundred and fifty miles, Eric looked at the people below with expressionless face and gave them the order for the first important task.

He pronounced a few names indifferently, and Stryker remembered them. Soon after, a sharp cold wave will attack them. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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