Wong: Hail Hydra!

Soon, Lao Wang finished recounting all of Xiao Wang's unusual reactions.

"Old Lin, if you ask me, he's a traitor. Even though you've offered him a 2 million annual salary, that kid is definitely still in contact with his old employer."

After listening to Lao Wang's words, Lin Xu nodded thoughtfully, then asked, "Did you hear him say anything strange, like 'Hail Hydra' or something like that?"

"You suspect he's Hydra?"

"Isn't that obvious? If S.H.I.E.L.D.. agents were this steadfast in their stance, they wouldn't have been infiltrated by Hydra so thoroughly."

"Yeah, so what are you planning to do? How about we give him a soul-out-of-body treatment later?"

"No need for that trouble." Lin Xu shook his head and pulled out a book from the Sub-Dimension, which was titled "Telepathy".

This thing is actually just a basic Mystic Arts. For most mages, once they master it, they can sense other people's emotions.

However, if a cultivator has a high level of magical skill, they may even be able to sense what others are thinking.

"Tsk, you're quite studious, no wonder you're so... wait a minute." Lao Wang saw Lin Xu take out the Mystic Arts and was originally going to say a few words of flattery, but suddenly he noticed the magical fluctuations on the book.

"Where... where did you get this?"

"This morning, in Ancient One's bedroom, I was wondering if he would leave any inheritance after he died, but all I found were a few tattered books."

Lao Wang hesitated, as his duty as the librarian was to protect all the Mystic Arts and prevent any of them from leaving the library.

Of course, high-ranking mages will have some privileges, but they still cannot leave the Kamar-Taj area.

Lao Wang, who was determined to fulfill his obligation, looked at the cover of the book and fell into deep thought.

"Ahem, Old Lin, what's the purpose of this Mystic Arts? I've never seen it before."

"... Telepathy, which is used for mind reading."

As they spoke, they both shuddered, remembering the fear they had felt when they were dominated by the Ancient One.

"Wait a minute, you're saying you've never seen it before?"

"Although there are many books in the library, I have never seen this Mystic Arts before." Lao Wang thought about it carefully again, and then gave his affirmation.

"You old man, you actually kept such a good thing to yourself!"

Faced with Lin Xu's words, Lao Wang couldn't respond directly and could only remain silent.

Twenty minutes passed quickly. Lin Xu closed the Mystic Arts and, under Lao Wang's eager gaze, threw it into the Sub-Dimension.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

Wang Haotian pushed the food cart in.

"Boss, why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

"Alright, enough with the formalities, let's get the food on."

"Okay, boss."

With a smile, Wang Haotian placed the fermented soybean juice and West Lake fish in vinegar sauce in front of Lao Wang.

The two strong smells mingled together, and Lao Wang was reminded of his past suffering.

"Old Lin, is it okay if you don't eat?" He looked at Lin Xu expectantly.

'If you don't want to eat, that's fine~'

Lao Wang swallowed hard. He clearly didn't see Lin Xu open his mouth, but the sound reached his ears with perfect clarity.

"Listen to me, my cultivation time is still too short. Currently, I can only transmit mental signals; receiving them will probably take some more time."

Lao Wang: This is pretty unbelievable!

'If you don't want to eat these two things, do this later... and then do this...'

After hearing Lin Xu's telepathic message, Lao Wang's expression turned somewhat strange, and he quickly frowned to confirm.

Seeing Lin Xu nod, he silently mourned for Xiao Wang for a second.

Soon, Wang Haotian placed all the dishes on the table.

"Please enjoy your meal, boss. I'll be heading out now."

"Hmm~"

"Etc!"

Wang Haotian turned around with a smile, "Mr. Wang, what's wrong?"

"Ahem, are you still accepting Wuling Ginseng...?"

"This..."

Lin Xu waved his hand dismissively. "You're the store manager, I won't interfere in these matters. You handle it yourself."

Lao Wang just wanted to finish what Lin Xu had asked him to do as soon as possible, and also get away from the terrible food, so he grabbed Xiao Wang and headed out the door.

Outside the door, Xiao Wang looked at Lao Wang, who seemed anxious, and asked with some confusion, "Mr. Wang, how much stock do you have this time?"

Lao Wang didn't answer. He looked around first, and seeing that no one was paying attention, he lowered his voice and said, "Hail Hydra!"

Xiao Wang stared wide-eyed at Lao Wang, somewhat incredulous, never expecting that the customer he had known for so long was actually a colleague.

As for suspicion, there was absolutely none. You see, as a long-term undercover agent sent by Pierce, most of the people who knew his identity had already died when S.H.I.E.L.D.. disbanded.

The rest were all high-ranking officials.

Moreover, it seems the organization is well-prepared, operating on multiple fronts. I am merely a store manager under the target, yet the other party has become friends with the target.

He must be a very high-ranking senior!

Thinking of this, Xiao Wang also looked around and whispered, "Hail Hydra!"

Creak~

The door to the private room opened, and Lin Xu appeared in the doorway. Lao Wang and Lin Xu exchanged a glance and spoke at the same time:

"Avengers, assemble!"

Xiao Wang:?????

New York, 2001.

Because he accidentally activated his Time Watch, Tony was transported to this unknown universe.

As for why it's described as unknown...

He had been here for a day and had done some research.

This universe has no Stark Industries, no S.H.I.E.L.D.., and no Wakanda.

But then there were some organizations he'd never heard of before: Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, the X-Men, Mutants...

"Shit, what kind of shit world is this?"

Because he traveled through time in such a hurry, he didn't bring anything with him, such as the Miniature Arc Reactor he had built half a year ago, which could charge the Time Watch.

Without the Stark Industries in this universe, he didn't know where to recharge his watch for the time being.

Hey kid, hand over all your money!

Tony turned around and saw several black men walking towards him.

"Ha, that's what I wanted to say to you all too."

The men were instantly amused by Tony's words. They tucked their daggers back into their waistbands and drew their pistols.

"Kid, you'd better behave yourself..."

Before the words were even finished, the group saw the person in front of them walk towards them with hands that had turned bright red.

"Shit... he's Mutants, run!"

Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters.

The Beast pushed open the principal's office door. "Charles, I just detected a high-energy reaction coming from Central Park!"

"I understand~"

"Oh, are we just going to ignore this?"

"That person doesn't have the X-Gene; it's not our business."

Charles sighed, then said, "Pass this on to Mr. and Mrs. Howard and Mr. and Mrs. Steve; they'll handle it."

Okay~

After the Beast left, Charles casually lay back, looking utterly dejected.

"Tsk, the Multiverse, huh? It's really giving me a headache."