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Coulson didn't understand. He truly didn't understand.

The changes in the bureau recently had been too rapid, making even a model worker like him feel a bit unaccustomed.

In the past, the bureau's departments were mostly responsible for combat, and the colleagues worked hard.

As for the other departments, they were more ruthless at slacking off than each other.

Every time he returned from a mission, he would always find a few people playing games on the bureau's computers.

And they were playing those Old Games. Coulson scoffed at them. With that kind of free time, they might as well collect Captain's cards. His colleagues were truly too naive!

However, after the New Director took office, especially after the day the Director asked him a baffling question.

The slacking atmosphere in the bureau had greatly improved. Everyone was so diligent that it would make capitalists weep.

Coulson didn't understand what had happened, but he knew one thing: it was all thanks to the New Director!

The Director's diligence was obvious to all. And here he was, calling him over again.

"Coulson, if you had superpowers, what superpower would you want?"

"Huh? Director, sorry, I don't understand what you mean."

Coulson felt that if the New Director didn't say such baffling things like today, he would be a perfect Director.

Of course, he praised him like this because the Director's work ability in recent days was obvious to all, and it wasn't because he had given him a raise. Yes, that's right.

"I mean, have you never fantasized about having superpowers? If you really had superpowers, what would you want?"

Xia Ling clasped his hands together, resting them casually on the desk, looking at Coulson seriously.

In recent days, Xia Ling had also carefully considered whether to stir up trouble in this world.

After all, the waters in Marvel were too deep. If he accidentally kicked an iron plate, he would be finished.

But upon careful consideration, Xia Ling realized he was completely mistaken.

Thinking about it carefully, what kind of characters were the troublemakers in Marvel?

It seemed like a struggle between superheroes and supervillains, but the masterminds behind the scenes were actually related to Gods.

However, the Pantheon had already been destroyed. There might still be remnants, but did that include the Gods in Marvel?

He had seen the true forms of many Gods killed by the Origin Space, including quite a few familiar ones.

Perhaps, the Gods here were mostly non-existent.

Without those Gods, many superheroes and supervillains would be completely useless.

For example, regarding the Hulk, there's a theory online that his power comes from some Demon God.

Before crossing over, Xia Ling didn't know, but now, Xia Ling could be sure it was true.

Because the agents under him had reported that Dr. Bruce had already been captured by General Ross.

He was even hung up and beaten severely, yet he didn't turn into the Hulk.

What did this mean? It meant that the Gods of Marvel might truly no longer exist.

Friends who often cross over into the Marvel Universe know that if you cause too much trouble, you might find a portal appearing before you the moment you make a move.

Then, a Bald Man would look at you with a smile.

Especially after he had grandly taken the position of S.H.I.E.L.D. Director and disrupted the timeline, that Bald Man... well, he might not necessarily be bald.

He still hasn't found me, so I guess he's completely dead. After all, no one is borrowing from them anymore.

Perhaps the Lost Years will immediately come knocking, turning this Mage into dust on the spot.

If that were the case, it would be too boring.

The Marvel Universe without superheroes is like eating Chiaotzu without dipping sauce, or the West without the Bible. Oh, well, the Bible is already an illegal book, it's gone.

In short, there would be much less fun now.

For this reason, Xia Ling had to become the God behind the scenes for them, taking on this responsibility that shouldn't have been his.

Sigh, there's no helping it, who told Xia Ling to be such a person overflowing with a sense of responsibility?

"Director, regarding superpowers, I'd like a superpower related to time."

"Oh, not bad, young man. You have a promising future."

Upon hearing this, Xia Ling's eyes lit up.

Coulson, this kid, is unexpectedly ambitious, wanting such a great power as time. It seems his ambitions are not small.

Coulson's mouth twitched. The Director in front of him looked much younger than him, yet he called him "young man."

There was really no choice. Who made him the Director? Who controlled his salary?

Young man it is, as long as it's better than a salary cut.

"And after you get your superpower, what would you want to do?"

"Hmm, as for me, I'd probably want to go back to the past and get Captain's autograph."

As soon as these words were spoken, Xia Ling froze on the spot, the smile on his lips instantly stiffening.

"What kind of ambition is this, where is your ambition? Coulson!"

"To grasp the great power of time, and all you want is to get an autograph from the Old Ice Stick?"

"Director, is there something wrong with what I said?"

Coulson felt a little uneasy. The director in front of him was no pushover.

Not only was his work ability ridiculously strong, but his personal strength was even more terrifying.

When Director Fury's old friend, the Punisher, came to cause trouble for Director Xia for some unknown reason.

The result was that Director Xia defeated him with a single little finger and sent him directly to the Intensive Care Unit. He still hasn't woken up, and Fury has to take care of him, making his already not-so-wealthy family even worse off.

You must know that the Punisher is not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry. He is a tough guy with the strength of a Level 10 Agent, yet he couldn't even last one move under Director Xia.

Truly, terrifying!

Coulson wanted to help Director Fury, but as soon as he thought of his credit card, he shut his mouth.

"Your vision is too small, too small, Coulson."

Hearing Coulson's thoughts, Xia Ling shook his head.

With such a small request, can he still be a good workhorse in the future? Can he still work for him?

Xia Ling had to correct his thinking. Otherwise, if everyone was like him, how could Xia Ling afford a villa by the sea?

"Coulson, your dream shouldn't stop here. Why can't you replace him and become the new Captain? Your vision needs to be broader!"

Xia Ling spoke with a tone of disappointment, causing Coulson's forehead to be covered in black lines.

"Director, I think."

"Hmm?"

Looking at the director in front of him, Coulson swallowed the words he wanted to say.

"Director, why are you asking this question today?"

"Oh, this is just because last night I had a dream. I dreamed of a White-bearded Old Man talking about some Messenger Mission."

Coulson looked confused. What was all this?

And what messenger? Wait, could this be a revelation?

Could it be?

"Director, you wouldn't be..."

Coulson trembled as he raised his hand, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"It was just a dream."

Xia Ling said indifferently. He had merely laid the groundwork in advance.

As a qualified mastermind, a prophet of Yahweh, this was perfectly reasonable, wasn't it?

It's just that the compatibility isn't quite enough yet. I'll have to wait a bit and pull out someone with good compatibility, otherwise, there won't be that much divine power to waste.