Chapter 376 Mystic Mage Internship (Part 1)

Fitz always thought that Salomon Damonet was the enemy of science, and every time he talked with him, he would spend a long time talking to himself to strengthen his belief in science. "This is bad, Fitz." He remembered what Salomon had said as he watched him help with the wound, on this Airbus, when the Dark Elves invaded. "This sucks, Fitz. If something happens to you that you can't explain, I'm afraid you'll break down."

"Have you ever thought about a question." The mystic said, "What if our universe has a concrete personality? He can change the distance between any atoms, change the size and composition of any molecule, and he can even change the mathematics known to mankind. One plus one equals three. What do you think?"

"You are undoubtedly crazy." Fitz replied, and he used a little strength to bandage the wound.

"If you believe in science, you might as well believe in the idea of ​​exploring the truth." Salomon ignored Fitz's little prank. Fitz raised his head and looked at the mystic who was smiling at him. He felt nervous for a while, so he quickly lowered his head and pretended nothing happened, and continued to treat the wound.

"You see, although I am a spellcaster, I don't believe in magic. My attitude towards magic has always been an attitude towards tools, and so is science." Salomon continued to express his opinion, "Whether it is science or magic, the essence behind the phenomenon is what we should think about. Next time you encounter something that cannot be explained, don't be too busy shouting 'this is impossible' and 'this is unscientific', but think about the reasons behind it. This is the preciousness of human intelligence."

This sentence really helped Fitz a lot, he no longer regarded Salomon as a magician who stayed in the gloomy old house and played with skulls. However, this was the first time he saw multiple magicians - after Coulson ordered the airbus to return to Batesville, Fitz opened the cargo door of the plane himself, and then he saw a group of people in strange costumes. These people were men and women, with all kinds of skin colors. Salomon took them on the plane after saying goodbye to the local police. "Okay, don't fumble around like a country bumpkin. Everyone wants to be a secret agent when they are young, but we are much more mysterious than secret agents." Salomon smiled and said to those people, "Being a special agent is not a good thing. In fact, you have to buy your own sunglasses. Good afternoon, Fitz, do you have enough snacks here? You can't have snacks when you entertain guests."

"Uh..." Fitz suddenly became nervous. He is prone to nervousness when facing a large number of strangers, and when he is nervous, he will start to stutter, repeating the cycle, and then getting more and more nervous.

"Take us to the living room." Master Xiao Wang helped him out, "Water is all we need, we are almost dying of heat."

"Don't let you learn [Endure Environment], you slacker." Salomon said angrily, "Every spell I wrote in the book is very practical. Apprentices, don't always focus on powerful magic. Every low-level magic has its own use. At least [Endure Environment] can allow you to wear a few more nice clothes in summer."

"Welcome, Salomon." Coulson walked from the office to the living room, and greeted a group of spellcasters brought up by Fitz. "I will do my best to help you," he said, "including your apprentices. You didn't tell me you were starting a teacher."

"No, these are the apprentices of His Holiness, I'm just looking for a place where they can actually fight." Salomon asked Agent Coulson to arrange these apprentices, and he proposed to see the person involved, Hannah Hudgens. But Coulson told the mystic that Hannah Hudgens had been sedated and hadn't woken up until now.

"It was going to get out of hand," Agent Coulson said. "If Melinda May hadn't made the right move and moved Hannah Hudgens to the Airbus, there would have been a conflict in the local area - Hannah Hudgens was out of control and she could have hurt someone in self-defense. Just like she blew up the gas station that morning, we learned that the owner of the local gas station had uttered nasty words about her."

Agent Coulson passes information on Hannah Hudgens to the Mystic. "You can only watch here." He said, "We did a simple physical examination on her, and then moved her to a special cell. This is for safety reasons, and Fitz has added electromagnetic shielding to that cell."

"Where are you taking her?"

Coulson was silent for a while. "Freezer." He spit out the name of a secret base of S.H.I.E.L.D. That base was once bombarded by the Rainbow Bridge under the guidance of Salomon, and has now been rebuilt. "You know what I mean, Hannah Hudgens is dangerous and only a cold store can do the right thing with her."

"I know, I know, Nick Fury can't wait to put me in it, but he just hasn't found the right way to imprison the caster." Salomon flipped through the documents in his hand, "You don't have an analysis of Hannah Hudgens' mental state?"

"No."

"Then let me meet her." Salomon said, "If she has the breath of an outer dimension, then she is our target. If not, it means that all these abnormalities are not caused by her."

"Very well, when will it start? Do you need to make some preparations?"

"EMMMM..." The mystic blinked, "How about some rum ice cream?"

So Salomon entered the interrogation room with two cups of ice cream, one with rum and one without. Agent Coulson believed that Hannah Hudgens should not drink alcohol. Entering the interrogation room with him were Agent Coulson and Melinda May, and others—including Mage Xiao Wang and other mystics, as well as other members of Coulson's team, gathered around the holographic projection table in the conference room to watch the whole process of their interrogation of Hannah Hudgens.

"Do you really have a magic school?" Skye quietly asked the little mage Wang beside him, "Do you have any magic movement classes?"

Her voice was heard by others, and everyone around the holographic projection table turned their attention to her. She coughed twice in embarrassment, facing the fierce eyes of the mystic apprentice and her supervisor Grant Ward (this is Skye's subjective assumption), and slowly shrank behind the crowd like a shy mole.

She swore she would never ask such stupid questions again.

"Why would you let me ask this kind of question!" Skye lowered his voice and complained to Fitz-Simmons, "I'm almost dying of embarrassment!"

"Salomon Damonette is interested in you, so I think other people will also tell you some information." Simmons calmly found a reason, "This is what agents must do, and we have all received professional training."

"Really?" Skye was slightly amused, but she soon saw the mocking look in Fitz-Simmons' eyes. "I mean, even though he's tall, has a good figure, and has a pretty face, he's still younger than me! I don't like boys younger than me," the female hacker defended, "I promise!"

"Who knows," Simmons said with a laugh, prompting Skye to pat her on the arm angrily.

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"Would you like some ice cream?" This is the first sentence Hannah Huggins heard in this strange environment, but the person who said it almost made her faint-she saw a cup of ice cream (with a wooden spoon) floating in front of her, and a man in a red robe held an empty cup in his hand-"Don't worry, you don't have the power to hurt me yet."

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