Magdalina's gaze on Imir did not make Imir, who was walking in front of him feel it, but it made the two unremarkable young people in a corner of the hall of the Dark Energy Research Institute notice.+

One of them frowned and said to his companion: "Contact the foreign affairs department and collect information about that woman. They know every day that they falsely report funds to buy pies and burgers, and they actually allow such a church clergy with extraordinary strength to enter the research center. This is too dangerous."

Another relatively mature person said: "I am interested in the young man walking in front, yes, that is the young man in school uniform. Can't you tell that the woman behind him obeys his words."

"I don't think that young man has anything to investigate. Mr. Angry will not be happy that you have broken his plan."

Just as the two secret agents were discussing the fun, a bald agent joined their conversation. The two agents looked back and saluted immediately: "Sorry, Agent Sitterville, we don't know that this is your responsibility."

Agent Sitterville smiled and shook his head, saying, "Am I? No, I am not responsible for this casino either. Agent Kathlin should be responsible, but it is obvious that the mission has been put on hold..."

Spider-Man seemed to have some sense. He turned his head and glanced at the corner. The three S.H.E.L.D. agents gathered together and chatted immediately dispersed. No one suggested that Imil and his group should conduct a survey.

Imil explained what Magdalina should pay attention to, so he accelerated a few steps and caught up with Dr. Connors and others who were walking in front. Only then did he realize that the researchers he met along the way nodded to Agent Colson who led the way with a smile, and Agent Colson also gave a gift with a smile.

Seeing this scene, Emier sighed in his heart: "It seems that Colson is very popular in SHIELD. No wonder he only showed a few faces in the movies in his previous life, and there are many people who are willing to be his fans."

It was still early to resurrection. I didn’t see the subsequent "Agents of S.H.E.L.D., which even pushed Colson’s popularity to the top.

Entering the Dark Energy Research Institute is only the first step. The institute is very big. Basically, a large part of SHIELD's secret research is placed here.

Agent Colson led the way and said seriously: "I think I have to remind you that the zone 51 is a dark world with high confidentiality. To enter here, you must not only have a highly confidential security level, but also have to receive invitations from the top U.S. top-level or elite intelligence agencies."

He explained: "It's not just for the need to keep it confidential, but because the experiments conducted here are usually not controllable. Only by being cautious, cautious, and more cautious, ten thousand times more than ordinary people's caution can you ensure that you will not disappear bizarrely in a special experiment."

Dr. Connors was silent for a moment and suddenly laughed: "I think I am the most convincing about this." The fact that he became a Lizardman was just an urban legend to the outside world, but it was not a secret inside S.H.E.L.D.

He glanced at Spider-Man deeply and warned very solemnly: "Scientific research is a very sophisticated process. Before we achieve the final and perfect results, we are all exploring in the dark. Taking a wrong step may cause all previous efforts to be wasted, and even cause terrible consequences that we do not want to see."

Listening to the introduction of Agent Colson and Dr. Connors, Spider-Man didn't feel that he had entered the American scientific research center, but instead he was like he had stepped into hell with half his foot. As long as he took a wrong step, he would face death at any time.

So he asked humbly: "So, Mr. Colson, has anyone disappeared from experiments in the past?"

Agent Colson nodded: "Accidents occur every year, and not most of them disappear without a trace. The so-called disappearance means that they are lost on the earth. We cannot trace their existence information, and all the contacts are interrupted."

Imil's face was full of incredibleness and murmured to himself: "Hope, they encountered space-time turbulence or other strange situations in the experiment, and they all traveled to another world."

This is the best blessing, otherwise, you will have to accept the end of those poor eggs without any bones.

Looking back, Agent Colson glanced at Imil deeply and said more seriously: "So, if you encounter an irresponsible danger, I authorize you to evacuate at any time. I hope you understand that what I can help you is the only thing that can be done. I don't want you to cause irreparable losses during your research."

Imil took a deep breath, and without thinking too much, he nodded slightly and patted Magdalina's shoulder: "I can understand your concerns. The gods of the Aztecs are not good-tempered. But we are just doing a brief analysis of the Monument of Time, and I believe that with Magdalina, we can deal with the transformation."

Agent Colson grinned happily: "That's good, I don't really understand the mystery. Well, but if you need help, you can contact me at any time."

After dozens of visible and invisible security tests with Imil, Dr. Connors and others, they were truly entering the core part of the United Nations Dark Energy Research Institute.

After carefully recording Emier and Magdalina's fingerprints, lip lines, voice lines, and retinal characteristics, they were finally allowed to enter the laboratory where the Monument of Time was stored.

Spider-Man was turned away, and Agent Colson greeted the people in the laboratory very well: "Hello, Dr. Selvig, where has the experiment been carried out?"

"It's not optimistic, it's not optimistic, Colson!" said Dr. Serveg with his back to the door with a distressed look: "It looks like this slate will react to the light exposure. I illuminated it with ultraviolet light a few minutes ago. Now it is increasing, releasing radiation outward, and worst of all, this may be the beginning of a series of chain reactions. I can't tell how dangerous it will become."

He turned around, took off the blindfold that was staying on his eyes, and complained to Agent Colson: "Oh my God, you asked me, a physicist, to study the slabs in myths? I think this is simply a fantasy. You should find a more professional scholar to deal with it."

"And I should continue to go back to the SA to study the little babies salvaged from under the Arctic Ocean!"

Dr. Servig looked depressed. He was very dissatisfied with putting down the research he had at hand and exploring the secrets on the Monument of Time. This was a waste of his life. Imil and Magdalina looked at each other, and they all knew that the person who was in charge of the study of the Rubik's Cube must be the Dr. Servig in front of him.
Chapter completed!