$436 Auriel's "Harvest"

Just when Constantine was about to attack Zanum, the discussion upstairs also began to get down to business.

"Whose hope is not heavy? Angels?"

Nick Fury said this, and his timid disguise was completely removed.

When facing Auriel, most people can't show a false self.

In the face of hope, who is not real?

Nick Fury looked at the other party seriously with a cold face.

It seems that he is ready to receive a series of news next.

“Hope is always by your side, but sometimes you don’t care about what is within easy reach.

Of course, this isn't the first time I've said this. It's just that few people wake up. "

Auriel took a deep breath as she spoke.

[Reading Benefits] Send you a cash red envelope! Follow vx public [Book Friends Base Camp] to get it!

She was thinking about how to answer Nick Fury's question.

Even though she thought of that name the first time she heard the question, how to say this was still something that needed to be thought about.

Fortunately, it didn't take her too much time.

"If there is anyone whose hope is not heavy, then Bulcaisel is it. He is already strong enough to bear that hope. You know that the weight is different for everyone."

After finishing a long sentence, Auriel's face seemed to be relieved of something, with a relaxed smile.

A pair of deep eyes looked at Nick Fury in front of him, seeming to have made up his mind.

"Do you all have this attitude towards Bulcaisel?"

Nick Fury asked hesitantly. He intuitively felt that he should not ask such a question, but this question was like a sharp thorn in his heart.

To be honest, Nick Fury doesn't think he can get an answer to this question.

As expected, Auriel just smiled quietly and did not give an answer.

The name Bulkesso is also a bit too heavy for Nick Fury.

Nick Fury never had a good experience every time he saw the savage.

Even luck seems to have gotten worse.

"Okay, you want help from SHIELD. Now I want to know what kind of help it is. Such a request shouldn't be too much."

Nick Fury rubbed his waist, then walked to the edge of the office chair and sat down. The injury from before was still affecting him, and it definitely looked uncomfortable.

Sonya walked directly to the gate with a funny expression.

She tried not to look at Auriel, lest she reveal anything.

Melinda and Barbara stood aside and looked at the people inside without saying a word.

Since Nick Fury didn't let them leave, that meant they were able to observe.

They are also somewhat concerned about this issue.

As for having to bear more things afterwards, they don't really care.

Anyway, SHIELD will be busy soon, which is foreseeable.

The monsters that appeared before are still waiting for SHIELD to hold a press conference. Even if they don't intend to tell ordinary people the truth, they still have to give a "reasonable" explanation.

"In the name of hope, I need you to raise the banner of hope when you act and give those who receive your help a sense of trust in the future."

Auriel expressed her demands as vaguely as possible.

To put it bluntly, there seems to be no big difference between this and founding a religion. They both leave a hope in people's hearts.

I just hope that I don’t ask for anything else besides faith.

Atonement cannot be solved by a piece of paper full of the smell of copper.

Otherwise, why would the Archangel of Justice place a hammer of judgment in his palace?

To put it bluntly, that thing is just a torture instrument.

It's just that Tyrell never needs to use that thing, because Tyrell doesn't feel he is qualified to judge humans.

Only people of the same kind can judge each other.

We all have different values, so how can we have empathy?

"Well, I don't want to guess riddles. It has no value at all except a waste of time!"

Nick Fury slapped the table subconsciously.

Such movements help to increase his sense of oppression, and this small movement has long been integrated into Nick Fury's body.

"Go fight, go protect, put aside your ridiculous position, and then truly become a defender. Pay attention, I mean! 'You'!"

Auriel said seriously, the ribbon fluttering in the windless environment. The radiance of hope shone on Nick Fury's life substitute, and then wrapped around Nick Fury's soul little by little.

Hope marked Nick Fury, and from now on this guy who didn't look like a good guy was considered a manpower on Auriel's side.

Although Auriel is not sure whether Diavolo and Barr will show mercy to Nick Fury or something like that.

But it means an attitude of hope!

Even if Malthael arrives, he will still treat Nick Fury cautiously when he does not have enough power to defeat everything in the world.

There is no limit to the power of hope!

"You incorporated us? Then can you come up with funds? After SHIELD leaves the human world, it won't have the money to spend.

My agents cannot go hungry to bring hope. "

Nick Fury felt the magical changes in his body, but his tone was not very pleasant.

Human beings value fairness!

Simply put, it means how much work you get for how much money you get.

You can take more and work less, but you will never persist endlessly if the reverse is true.

"Funding? You will have it."

Auriel smiled and left Nick Fury's presence.

Before leaving, he glanced at Sonya, and that look meant "help me"~

After Sonya breathed a sigh of relief, she poured gold coins, gems and other things out of her backpack, quickly filling up less than half of the rather small room.

Then Sonya turned and walked away.

"These are valuable things. They obviously have wealth that is beyond our comprehension."

Melinda said with a twitching corner of her mouth.

"Yes, but what does this have to do with you?" Nick Fury said without raising his head: "We will not lose our current position, because after breaking away from mankind, we still say that we want to protect mankind. No one will believe this. Kind of guy."

As Nick Fury spoke, he picked up a handful of gold coins from the ground and tossed them in his hand.

"Director, I have to say that last time something happened to you, you said that the funding gap would be filled soon, so I covered it up for you."

Barbara said a little embarrassed.

The last time SHIELD was investigated, as the biggest tiger in SHIELD, Nick Fury was almost finished.

Every year, hundreds of millions of dollars of wealth are poached from SHIELD to do their own thing. Over the years, this number has expanded to the point that Nick Fury does not intend to keep accounts.

"nausea!"

Melinda glared at Nick Fury.

"All my savings over the years have been turned into a safe house. Didn't I help you when you were performing difficult tasks!?"

Nick Fury shouted nervously.

"After all these years, I haven't spent any of this money on enjoyment! As the director of SHIELD, what's wrong with my enjoyment! I didn't even ask you to dance for me!"

Nick Fury shouted irritably, and the table was banged.

It was obvious that he wanted to make these two excellent agents relax a little.

It's normal to feel nervous after learning a shocking secret.

Nick Fury wanted them not to pay too much attention to this matter. After all, there were not many pure SHIELD employees left.

"Has my resignation application been approved?"

Melinda asked, then grabbed a beautiful gem from the wealth on the ground and put it into her pocket.

"I'm sorry, Agent Melinda May. You will have to shoulder a heavier burden from now on. However, your activity funds will increase significantly."

Nick Fury smiled.

He knew that he had regained the trust of the knight.

…

"Constantine, I don't think it's a good idea for you to do this."

Auriel appeared in front of Constantine who was gesticulating to Zanum in the laboratory.

His calm tone remained the same.

But when she saw Zanum, dissatisfaction appeared on her face at the right moment.

Zanum is a villain, and there's nothing even remotely questionable.

The quality of his soul that was comparable to that of a demon made it difficult for Auriel to treat this guy as an equal.

"Then you want to give him hope of life? Great Auriel!"

Constantine held the scalpel in a very lame manner and danced as he spoke to Auriel.

"No, I just want to say that if you plan to kill him, you'd better hurry up. Because you can't escape from that guy except while I'm here."

Auriel glanced at Dr. Stern who was slowly waking up outside the operating room and said.

The power of sandbags is not something that can simply be handled.

If Auriel wanted to deal with it without any consequences, she would have to visit the SHIELD building in person.

Although it doesn't take much time, it is still a bit troublesome.

Nothing is simple when it comes to rules.

"I have to say that your performance exceeded my expectations. You have probably already thought about how to deal with me, right?"

Auriel teased Constantine, even though she knew that her teasing might have come true.

Constantine is such a guy, with a third-rate living standard, top-notch labor and dedication, and enjoying the most obscene sex.

If it weren't for the second one, he might be so free and easy that people would envy him.

But this guy can't sit still.

He represents the greatest remaining hope for a world.

He was a deeply buried treasure, and among the treasures at that time there were a lot of arms that could explode at any time.

"It makes no sense to say that, my dear Auriel! I think I should be worthy of your trust!"

Constantine spoke in an exaggerated tone, and by the way, he cut off a large piece of flesh from Zanum's body.

By the way, he also used scissors to cut off a large piece of hair on Zanum's forehead.

White Hulk looks like a bald man, which is very funny.

"By the way, does such a guy count as naked? After all, he doesn't seem to be wearing any clothes."

Constantine interrupted Auriel with obscene words, with an expression on his face that said, "I've seen it all."

Oriel didn't intend to continue with this topic. She just glanced at Constantine's arm and left with a smile.

She still had to go to other floors to pull others out of nightmares.

Dreams are not a safe place. The longer you stay, the easier it is to get lost.

Danger is always around, and life is as weak as an accident or a miracle.

"Okay, long-haired dog, the angel has left, and now you can move."

Constantine grabbed a handful of white hair and swung it in front of Zanum, speaking frivolously and cheaply.

"What do you want from me?"

Zanum opened his eyes and looked a little "cute", of course, that was when his hair was still intact.

Furry guys look cute most of the time.

"Get a guarantee, of course I mean the kind with a contract. I won't sue you in court when you breach the contract, because I'm a poor guy.

So my contract will have some other ways for you to fulfill it. Believe me, I have a 'friend' who specializes in this. Although he is gone, I inherited it pretty well."

Constantine took out a piece of parchment from his pocket and handed it to Zanum in front of him.

His "friend" is called Mephisto...

But Zanum doesn't know.

This alien visitor doesn't know how many weird guys there are on this small planet.

"If your power is the same as your nonsense, you don't need my help at all."

Zanum restrained his voice and took the parchment expressionlessly.

Then he was pierced by the awl on it.

Blood fell on the contract, and the cooperation has been reached.

From the outside, Zanum is no different from the legendary snow monster, but Constantine will not treat him the same way as a fool.

This is called prudence.

Playing Mephisto's favorite despicable tricks is not to underestimate Zanum, but such means can achieve the effect of "first sight kill" most of the time.

Constantine did not give Zanum a chance to read the contents of the contract carefully, and took the parchment directly from Zanum's hand.

Zanum wanted to stop, but his body was a little out of control.

"What did you do to me?"

Zanum's voice sounded with astonishment, and he looked a little unbearable.

"Nothing, don't worry, I won't give you to SHIELD for research for free."

Constantine carefully put away the parchment, and then smiled meanly.

The content on the parchment is not that complicated, it's just a contract of sale.

Compared with those that don't even have legal effect, this thing is also called an employment contract.

007 work system, no salary and bonus. Come on call, come and work.

And this is a soul contract, and neither of them intends to cancel it.

Zanum doesn't care much, because he believes he can win.

Constantine smiled like a weasel that had stolen a chicken.