Zhang Qiang saw the curiosity on Alvin's face and smiled. "Don't underestimate the Gun Club...
How could your so-called professors compare with the experts working within our system?
You stumbled across things by chance, then found clear clues and started digging into history...
But our experts pieced together the bigger picture from China's history...
Then they reconstructed the past bit by bit..."
As he spoke, Zhang Qiang poured Alvin a glass of whiskey, then lowered his voice. "Does Professor Wilson at your school still need funding and manpower?
We can offer some support. The only condition is that we share information..."
Alvin had been a little taken in by Zhang Qiang's words, but now he gave him the finger and laughed. "You son of a bitch, would it kill you to stop bragging?
Professor Wilson's little girlfriend is a thousand-year-old Vampire. The youngest person he's ever hired is over three hundred. They've lived through history themselves...
If you're trying to get something out of me, at least be humble about it...
How old are all your experts put together?"
Zhang Qiang gave an awkward shake of his head. "You might have heard that the Gun Club has made mistakes, too...
Those 'monsters' were nearly wiped out for a while...
It wasn't until a little over a hundred years ago that we realized killing them all wasn't the answer...
Later, one reason S.H.I.E.L.D. grew so quickly was that some people—or things—wanted to support them so they could stand against the Gun Club.
But by then, we'd already recognized our own mistakes. And there really was too much going on back home, so we let them be."
Alvin shook his head with a smile. "Personally, I think any intelligent species that's lived on Earth all along and doesn't eat humans deserves respect!