Praising the Sorcerer Supreme to His Face

Svartalfheim!

The Dark World, one of the Nine Realms, was originally the paradise of the Dark Elves, but due to its strategic geographical location, it was incorporated into Asgard's territory.

After making a deal with Odin, Russell established Hydra branch base on this desolate planet. Although it was called a branch base, it was superior to the headquarters in Wakanda on Earth in every aspect.

The Earth at this time is in 1960. Not only is the technology backward, but the plot that Russell knows has not yet begun, so the current Earth has no attraction for him at all.

However, to make it easier to show off later, he opened several companies in the America, covering fields such as military, aerospace, and mechanical electronics, as well as a company that specializes in computer research.

The few small companies did not attract much attention from the outside world, but their peers paid a little attention to them, but did not take them too seriously.

Because the America worldview is based on capital supremacy, small companies that want to rise to prominence need more than just creativity and talent; they will soon be eliminated by time or swallowed up by larger capital.

Without investing in cutting-edge technology far ahead of its time, several Hydra subsidiaries developed stealthily, gradually building their reputation. Russell's plan was to wait for the great wave of the era to arrive, then seize the opportunity to become a giant in their respective industries.

If necessary, these companies would merge into a large conglomerate, but Russell prefers business alliances; several giants sitting together are more intimidating and also have more influence over members of Congress.

With presidents constantly changing and all working for Hydra, at least a few superheroes will go insane. The S.H.I.E.L.D. will likely be as visually striking as S. H. I. E. L. D. transforming into Hydra.

Russell was a little excited at first, but his enthusiasm quickly waned. Such villainous thoughts were too dangerous and should be nipped in the bud.

Haha, men!

Looking at the bored Russell, Natasha secretly pursed her lips. Beforehand, not a second could be wasted, otherwise it would be the end of the world. Afterwards, he looked completely bewildered, as if he hadn't even reached kindergarten age, and his only skills were peeing and playing in the mud.

She imagined kicking Russell off the bed, which improved her mood considerably. She then leaned close to him tenderly and said, "Boss, wouldn't you like to try the potion invented by Taren and Isaac?"

"No need, I can live a long time."

Taren and Isaac were a couple of Kree scientists recruited by Russell. They developed an anti-aging agent specifically for humans, which could greatly slow down the aging process.

This medication needs to be taken long-term. While stopping abruptly will not cause rapid aging, it also cannot restore youth. If you stop taking the medication after a ten-year interval, your body will age by ten years.

In other words, this is a youth-enhancing drug with no side effects!

In the Marvel Comics universe, similar Anti-aging Serum have appeared, and Nick Fury, Winter Soldier, and Black Widow have all been injected with this drug for a long time.

In the Kree Empire, maintaining youth is not difficult; what is difficult is obtaining the right to receive the injection. They worship nationalism, imperialism, and militarism, and anti-aging drugs are considered an honor, which only those who have contributed to the country are eligible for.

Hydra copied this system and adopted it, stipulating that only those who contribute to the organization are eligible to remain young forever.

Speaking of the two scientists from the Kree Empire, Russell suddenly remembered his T-Virus experiments and the Mental Enhancement Bracelet, wondering how those two projects were progressing.

Natasha knew the answer; she was the ultimate beneficiary of both projects. She regretfully stated that the time was too short and many technical challenges remained to be overcome.

"By the way, how's my Hydra Captain doing lately? Has he mentioned coming back to Earth for a visit?"

"No, with Ms. Carter and Bucky with him, he hasn't mentioned Earth again," Natasha replied, frowning. Taking Russell as an example, Steve had only temporarily stopped mentioning it.

Love can become tiresome, and over time it will naturally evolve into familial affection. When Steve loses interest in Ms. Carter, that's when he'll start thinking about his hometown.

After taking a shower, Russell opened the door, ready to meet with Shadow Clone and discuss Hydra's expansion.

The Svartalfheim base has too few people and looks a bit deserted. We need to bring a batch over from Earth. If Odin doesn't mind, it would be better to recruit from Asgard.

Then there's the Winter Soldier Legion. With two Kree Empire scientists at their disposal, the success rate of the Super Soldier Serum has greatly increased, making the expansion of the legion an urgent matter.

Compared to the upgraded Super Soldier Serum, the Heart-shaped herb's buffing efficiency is somewhat lacking, though it boasts a higher survival rate. However, after being enhanced and paired with the individual Iron Man Suit, forming an army seems quite promising.

In fact, Russell was more looking forward to the T-Virus, the cloned Alice Legion, and the Mental Enhancement Bracelet; that was the real potential.

Once the three legions are established, along with the Chitauri's cannon fodder fleet, and they occupy several planets to build an empire, Hydra will be considered a force to be reckoned with in the universe.

Having figured it out, Russell happily pushed open the door, only to be greeted by Yelena, the second Black Widow.

What are you doing here?

"I..."

Yelena peeked into the room and saw Natasha wrapped in a sheet heading to the bathroom. Their eyes met, and an invisible electric current seemed to strike between them. They both cursed her inwardly as shameless.

Yelena withdrew her fierce gaze and said shyly, "I am awaiting your summons, Chief."

"?"

Before the time for enlightenment had passed, Russell, still thinking with his head in the air, failed to grasp Yelena's deeper meaning.

Just then, he was summoned. A voice suddenly echoed in his mind, telling him to return to Earth. It was the voice of the Sorcerer Supreme, the Ancient One.

"You old geezer! You think I'll just go back to Earth because you tell me to? Wouldn't that make me lose all face?" Russell said irritably, ignoring the voice deep inside him.

"Boss, who are you talking to?" Yelena asked.

"Nothing much, just a weird old man with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, unkempt hair, and who doesn't like to bathe. You wouldn't believe it, but this old geezer is absolutely hideous, a truly horrific sight, utterly inhuman—triangular eyes, a bulbous nose..."

Buzzing!

Due to spatial displacement, the scenery before Russell's eyes changed drastically in an instant, moving him from Svartalfheim to Kamar-Taj. The figure in front of him also changed from a tall, long-legged, fierce, and cute creature into the Sorcerer Supreme with an angry expression.

"..."

The Master Gu Yi stroked his beard. "Don't stop, this is very interesting, continue!"

Russell chuckled awkwardly, then said seriously, "You wouldn't believe it, but the Sorcerer Supreme was incredibly handsome. His temples were white as frost, his hair was white but his face was youthful, he was vigorous and elegant—these words can't even begin to describe it..."

"Continue!"

"I won't dwell on his appearance; now I'll rave about... cough cough, let me objectively describe the Sorcerer Supreme's aura. As the saying goes, the eyes are the windows to the Mind Stone, and the Sorcerer Supreme's eyes... wow, incredible! Deep, bright, and full of wisdom, they seem incredibly piercing, as if they weren't eyes, but the universe itself. A closer look reveals the ups and downs of human life, from the vicissitudes of the righteous path to the most profound philosophical truths. A few more glances, and you'll even improve your magical skills..."

After rambling on for several thousand words, Russell swallowed hard. "Sorcerer Supreme, is this satisfactory?"

"Go on, I want to hear the truth."

He~~~tui!

What a shameless old geezer!

Russell muttered to himself, but continued with a smile, "Up close, the Sorcerer Supreme looks like a saint descended to earth, and from afar he is even more extraordinary, especially his figure bathed in sunlight. No, that's not sunlight, it's him radiating light."

"Don't stop!"

"The Sorcerer Supreme's beard, eyebrows, and bald patch truly exude an aura of noble spirit and extraordinary talent, seemingly possessing the demeanor of a detached and detached Daoist. Even the wrinkles on his forehead are full of the marks of time. In fact, these are all appearances. Everyone knows that he cares most about the younger generation. Even if someone speaks rudely, he will just smile and never take it to heart."

The Sorcerer Supreme nodded repeatedly. "Not bad, the wording is simple and unadorned, and it hits the nail on the head. It's just a bit short. Is there anything else?"

Russell rolled his eyes. "No, I'm about to throw up! I really can't make this up anymore, do whatever you want!"