Time moved forward quietly to November 1945, and the lively atmosphere before Thanksgiving became increasingly intense.
People are beginning to prepare to participate in festival parades, and many large supermarkets or stores are planning price reductions and issuing coupons.
New York City people are looking forward to getting together with family and friends as soon as possible and enjoying a turkey dinner.
"Well, it's really a fierce battle."
Luke woke up from the bed contentedly, glanced at the clothes and high heels on the floor, and couldn't help but smile.
He walked into the bathroom naked, washed himself, and put on his nightgown.
Open the heavy curtains to welcome the morning sun and a beautiful day.
"The calm New York will be rare to see in the future."
Luke stretched his muscles and bones and bathed in the warm sunlight.
He has had a relatively easy time recently. The operation of S.H.I.E.L.D. is gradually getting on the right track and growing with a stable trend.
The headquarters has expanded from a humble beginning of three departments to eight departments.
The number of spies, agents, agents and field teams is also increasing.
These are all the contributions of Carter. I have to say that she is very suitable for this job.
Luke can handle things in an orderly manner without Luke having to worry much.
"If we continue to develop at this rate, we will probably be able to get rid of the constraints of the Pentagon and White House soon."
Luke thought with satisfaction.
The three laboratories have also made gains recently. Nuclear Fusion Reactor proposed by Howard has made the latest model and is waiting for test results.
Dr. Zola's Wardun's Blood's idea of transforming cells to improve energy absorption efficiency has initially yielded results.
Maybe in another week, Luke will be able to receive the injection.
As for the Mutants genetic mapping project led by Bolivar, it is currently working on key issues.
It is worth mentioning that X-Force, led by Wolverine and Sabretooth, performed well.
He has served as S.H.I.E.L.D.'s foreign aid many times, assisting agents in completing tasks, and has shown quite outstanding results.
So much so that the generals of the Pentagon hinted at Luke at every meeting to recruit more Mutants as soon as possible.
It would be best to form a large enough legion and send it to overseas battlefields to capture cities and territories and kill all sides.
Mr. Major General was unmoved by this and just pretended that nothing had happened.
These old guys who have experienced World War I and World War II know how to turn all available people or objects into mass-produced assembly line weapons.
Luke has his own ideas and will naturally not be affected by them.
"The new house just feels good."
He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking Manhattan at his feet.
The traffic is busy and the flow is constant.
The astonishing height of the forty-sixth floor is enough to have a panoramic view of half of Upper East Side.
Due to the enthusiastic sponsorship of Congress, Luke has sufficient funds on hand and is not short of money at all.
He directly spent a lot of money and bought a forty-eight-story apartment building in Manhattan without blinking an eye.
According to the real estate agent, this skyscraper called Buster Creek Building was designed by a well-known French architectural designer and is high-end and classy.
The only drawback is that it's a little more expensive.
"This can be considered an appreciation investment."
Luke muttered.
Not long after World War II ended, America has not yet ushered in inflation.
In the future, Manhattan Upper East Side, where every inch of land is at a premium, would not have to spend billions to buy a high-rise building.
But what really impressed Luke was not only its own needs, but also the fact that Buster Creek Building was only three streets away from New York Sanctum.
It feels safer to place Marlena here, which is like letting Sorcerer Supreme act as a bodyguard in disguise.
"General, there is an emergency..."
Stryker's anxious voice came from the phone, as if his house was on fire.
"What happened?"
Luke asked with a frown.
Today is the weekend. He originally wanted to have a leisurely breakfast and then go to Brooklyn to chat with Rogers.
After reminiscing with old friends, we can go together to our luxury yacht docked at the Hudson River port to bask in the sun and talk about life ideals.
Considering Captain America's upright character and the paparazzi squatting outside, Luke gave up the idea of inviting a bunch of models to have a party - that was Howard's style.
Before the dull and boring rich man's day could begin, a phone call from Stryker ruined all his plans.
"What happened? A tsunami?"
Luke shook his head and sighed, and said to Marlena who was still lying on the bed, "It seems that I have to save the world. Tell Steve that the noon party is cancelled."
Bang!
The words fell to the ground, and the tall figure rose into the sky.
A few minutes later, Luke appeared at S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters.
Stryker couldn't explain clearly on the phone, so he just came over directly.
"What happened to make you look so panicked?"
Luke walked into the conference room. Carter, who was sitting on the left, looked solemn, and Howard also became serious.
As a follower, Stryker stayed quietly in the corner.
All in all, the atmosphere was rather depressing.
Could it be that Kree called in advance?
Luke narrowed his eyes and sat in the chief's seat.
"A very bad... diplomatic incident."
Carter spit out such a sentence.
She turned on the bulky projector and projected blurry black-and-white photos on the wall.
"Tsunami?"
Luke frowned and kept flashing, and the coherent picture that was finally formed showed a messy post-disaster scene.
Buildings were washed away, bridges collapsed, and waves submerged the land...
"Anna Maria Island of Florida here. Just yesterday, local residents were hit by a tsunami. It was probably the severity of a level 2 orange warning."
Carter explained with a cold face, "But that's not the point. Look at this!"
The female agent pulled up a photo and saw a gloomy sky, violent storms, and a vague figure.
With his hands open, he was like Wizard casting a spell, manipulating changes in the weather.
"The man claimed to be Namor-Mackenzie, the king of Atlantis. Because Federal Government wanted to arrest his compatriots, he artificially created this disaster."
Carter's voice was a little low, and he said softly, "He took the initiative to send an audio tape to S.H.I.E.L.D. and FBI, admitting that Anna Maria Island's tsunami attack was all done by him alone."
"And he also said that if the military does not stop the brutal behavior of arresting Mutants, the next city hit by a tsunami will be New York!"
"Finally, Namor-Mackenzie also emphatically warned S.H.I.E.L.D., and... you - in the name of King Atlantis."
Luke listened quietly, tapping his fingers on the table, with no emotion or anger on his face.
He didn't expect that the first person to stand up and cause trouble for him would be Namor the Sub-Mariner.
Drama Prince lived up to his reputation. Before he even provoked the other party, he came directly to his door.
"S.H.I.E.L.D. has recently collected Mutants on a large scale?"
Luke asked subconsciously.
Namor is Mutants, yes, but why did he suddenly become interested in his compatriots?
This guy is obviously only interested in teasing and cornering people, and he doesn't even care about Atlantis's clan members.
Carter shook his head and replied, "No. According to what you said, we have always started from the school and paid attention to those young students who have had abnormal events."
"They are easier to control and will not resist violently like other Mutantss. These things are carried out very low-key."
There must be a monster when something goes wrong. Namor warned S.H.I.E.L.D. and himself for no reason. There must be other reasons.
After thinking for a few seconds, Luke spit out a name: "Sebastian-Xiao."
ps: It's better to send it out directly. You can always get what you should get~