S.H.I.E.L.D. Has Such a Great Attitude

How should he spend thirteen million dollars from an unknown source?

Every trade had its own channels. Sean immediately thought of the Python Queen. She should have some connections.

He had Linda contact the Python Queen and find a way to launder the money as quickly as possible. They would need it once construction began.

After handling the trivial matters, they dispersed on the spot. Those who needed to leave left, and those who needed sleep slept.

Sean, meanwhile, spent the entire night wrestling with a stack of blank paper, drawing up the clinic's long-term plans.

Early the next morning, Sean received some good news.

Linda and Ava had gone to Las Vegas with the Python Queen the night before. The thirteen million had become nine million. It was less, but at least it could now be used freely.

The appearance of Gaia yesterday had already spread across the entire world. Such a massive, impossible-to-cover-up event had entered the public eye directly.

The relevant departments had no choice but to define it as a magic performance and use 3D projections to cover it up.

And yet... a lot of people actually believed it.

After a busy morning, Linda had already settled the ownership of the two surrounding plots by the afternoon.

The garbage removal was rather troublesome. Just clearing away the ruins would take several days.

Sean could not stand that. Thinking outside the box, he simply decided to use the ruins as the foundation. Gaia had flattened the land nice and even anyway. They only needed to dig out the pipes and wiring buried underneath.

As for the house?

There was something called prefabricated housing, and it suited his tastes perfectly. In just a few days, they could manufacture the house he needed.

If they rushed the work, the house could be put up tomorrow!

To finish the foundation as quickly as possible, Sean brought Polaris, Miss Lorna, over from Xavier Institute. A perfect human crane and pile driver! No reason not to use her!

With Polaris around, the pipes and cables buried underground were easily located.

She could even easily find the old house's foundation, saving them a great deal of effort.

"Doctor White, what you're doing is illegal!"

"Since when is digging up my own foundation illegal?"

"...You aren't qualified to carry out construction!"

"Did you leave your brain back at school?"

Sean was not polite to her at all. He was working on his own land—what qualification did he need? It was not like he was digging up the street!

"But..."

"No more buts. When the fencing arrives later, put it all up!"

"...The professor asked me to ask you something."

"What is it? Go ahead."

"That woman from yesterday—do you know who she was?"

"I do. Morgan le Fay, a witch from King Arthur's era."

"And that... very tall woman yesterday was..."

"Summoned by the witch."

"Oh~ I'm done asking."

Polaris had asked the questions as the professor instructed. Since Sean had answered, there was nothing else to do.

But the girl threw in a little extra information for Sean.

"I heard... that woman's body disappeared last night."

"??!!"

Sean abruptly turned his head to stare at Polaris, startling the young woman.

"It disappeared?"

"Yes, as if it had walked away on its own."

"Impossible!"

Sean did not believe it. Even if that woman had come back to life, she could not have left on her own. Her advanced gout was no joke!

"But she really did disappear. They say the surveillance footage showed nothing at all."

Tch. This is getting troublesome.

By three or four in the afternoon, the construction site was already bustling. The three construction workers were reinforcing the foundation and installing the support pillars specifically meant to secure the prefabricated house.

Sean's infinite stamina came in handy as well. With his help, the progress was at least three or four times faster.

"Doctor White, someone is looking for you."

Polaris, who had been standing off to the side in a daze, suddenly called out.

"Looking for me?"

Sean put down what he was doing and walked over.

Two men in black suits were standing there waiting.

"Hello, Mr. Sean White. I'm Phil Coulson of the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division."

That name was far too familiar. Sean remembered him vividly.

"Do you need something?"

"Could we speak privately?"

"Sure."

After answering, Sean looked around, but could not find anywhere suitable for a private conversation.

Phil Coulson smiled. "There's a coffee shop across the street. Perhaps we could sit down there."

What a considerate man. Sean had no objections.

The coffee shop was small, with only a waitress in her thirties. The local economy was not very good. Those who did business here were basically people without the means to go elsewhere.

Two cups of cheap coffee were set on the table.

Only then did Phil Coulson speak.

"Let me introduce myself again. My name is Phil Coulson, an agent of the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division. The reason for this visit is that we would like to understand what happened here yesterday. Could you describe it in detail?"

Sean thought about it and decided there was nothing he could not say, so he nodded.

"It started the night before last. That woman suddenly appeared on the second floor of the clinic..."

"Suddenly? How did she suddenly appear?"

"She appeared out of thin air. Like... teleportation or something."

"What was the situation at the time?"

"There wasn't much of a situation. She scared the hell out of me. She was unconscious the moment she appeared. A nurse called 911 for her. I didn't pay attention to what happened after that."

"The 911 records say that an unidentified woman was found not far from outside this coffee shop..."

"That's right. I had someone throw her out here."

"Mm... all right. Then what happened next?"

Phil Coulson's expression did not change as he continued smiling and asking questions.

"Then that woman suddenly came to me, saying she was looking for someone named Victor. To avoid getting tangled up with her, I agreed. Later, one of my nurses called and told me that the woman had come to the clinic and attacked another one of my employees. You should know what happened after that."

"Miss Ava Ellis, I presume. The one born in 1907..."

"1907?"

Sean was dumbfounded. Was that she-devil out of her mind? Was she really so lazy that she could not even update her identity?

"You didn't know?"

"Uh... of course. She doesn't look like it, either~"

"You're quite careless when hiring employees."

Coulson took the opportunity to explain it to Sean.

Sean gave a dry laugh and let the matter pass.

"Why did she attack Miss Ava Ellis?"

"How would I know? If Ava weren't fairly nimble, I might have lost such an excellent employee."

Sean put on an expression as though he had simply been lucky.

"Thank you for your cooperation. If you remember anything else, I hope you'll contact me. Here is my business card."

Coulson smiled and handed over a business card, which Sean accepted.

Even after seeing Coulson and the other agent off, Sean still felt a little dazed.

S.H.I.E.L.D. was this easy to talk to?

That was not scientific at all!

He did not know what the two agents said in the car. If he had, he would not have thought S.H.I.E.L.D. was easy to deal with.

"Sir, what do we do next?"

"For now, nothing. His ability is dangerous. He can inflict diseases without limit. Before we fully understand him, we have no good way of handling him."

Coulson spoke calmly.

"We could lock him in the Icebox."

"That isn't the best approach. What we need now is a spy who can thoroughly understand him."

"Will Agent Romanoff be deployed?"

Coulson's subordinate sounded somewhat excited.

"Perhaps."

Coulson answered with a smile.

S.H.I.E.L.D. is sending a spy~ Feels like there are plenty of lovely ladies to choose from~

Ah~ This chapter was rather rough~ I feel bad for you all, so I'll make it up with another chapter tonight~