Shadow of the Beautiful World

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The handsome silver sports car parked in front of a high-end hotel in Washington. The flashes kept on when the doors were not opened. In the gaze of the reporters gathered on both sides of the hotel, wearing a suit Tony Stark, a very sullen little black dress, combing his hair like an adult, walked out of the scissors door opened by the sports car.

He didn't come alone, and Miss Poz also dressed up to attend.

Despite coming to a high-tech seminar, Tony... Playboy always has a way to turn it into a fashion show.

"How many reporters are there?"

Miss Boze, who was accustomed to the big scene, was taken aback. She had also accompanied Tony to some scientists' meetings before. Most of the time, there would not be too many reporters to join in.

After all, in this era, scientific research results are far less powerful and eye-catching than the news that a certain star derailed.

"Calm, my little pepper."

Tony took Boss's wrist and smiled and waved to the reporters while whispering:

"This meeting is not ordinary, the vast majority of smart people in the world are gathered here, not to mention, there are official forces involved..."

Before Tony finished speaking, he heard a scream from the reporters:

"Look! Bruce Wayne! He's here too!"

At the next moment, all originally pointed to Tony Stark's camera, turning in unison, looking behind Tony.

There, a low-key luxury luxury car like a classic car stopped quietly at the door of the hotel, and the very formal old Afu walked out of the car without expression and opened it for his master and junior Car door.

The moment Bruce Wayne and his son walked out of the car door in a straight suit, Bruce held something lighter, and those crazy flashes flashed collectively at this moment.

It was a small-scale pulser, which was suitable for blocking journalists' harassment for a short time.

Unlike Tony, Bruce Wayne does not like to show his head.

"Hello, Tony."

Bruce walked into the hotel with Demian. When passing by Tony, the two equally famous, but completely different style playboys looked at each other. Bruce reached out friendly, and Tony also reached out.

"Hello, Bruce."

The two greeted each other, and each other's aura was rushing like a master duel, but it lasted only a few seconds. Bruce nodded slightly to Miss Poz, then followed the butler and took his son into the hotel. .

"Wow, he is so handsome."

Miss Potts looked at Bruce's back, she couldn't help but say:

"No wonder the entire Gotham woman is crazy for him..."

"I'm also handsome, okay?"

Tony was a little jealous, which made him lose interest in dealing with the media. He pouted and walked quickly into the hotel with Miss Poz, where SHIELD agents disguised as staff were entertaining guests .

Of course, the reporters at the door are still there, because the playboys and scientists who came today are not just Bruce Wayne and Tony Stark.

"Look! It's Lex Luther's car! I heard that the mysterious low-key rich man is a bald head!"

"Many people are bald, don't make a fuss. Alas, what is the sign on that car? Why haven't you seen it?"

"Stupid guy, that is the sign of the Wakanda royal family... Wakanda is a small African country with little news, but their princess is one of the smartest people in the world."

"That's the banner of the mutants, and they are coming too? Are they not engaging in their own utopia?"

"There are smart people among the mutants... well, although I don't like them either."

"How come there are middle school students?"

"The editor-in-chief of your newspaper will definitely deduct your salary. You haven't even done the basic work. That is Adimas Zhao, a Korean-American, a talented teenager."

The reporters had discussions, and it was as lively as a vegetable market, and on the other side of this high-end hotel, a belated news interview car was jammed two blocks away. In the car, "Planet Daily" "Reporter Louise Lianen honked her trumpet angrily, but the speed of traffic-controlled streets couldn't be faster.

"You were late today..."

Clark Kent, who was sitting on the co-pilot, pushed his black-rimmed glasses and looked at his colleague in anxious interest.

Miss Lian En is usually an indifferent big sister. She is capable of doing things and has a strong personality, but occasionally there are some embarrassing scenes. At this time, she will behave like a grumpy little girl.

Make Clark feel very interesting.

"I drank some wine last night..."

Miss Lian's face made a rough gesture to the car next to the horn, she said in a low mood:

"That bastard...me, I broke up with him."

"Oh, that's how it is."

Clark nodded. He glanced at the low-spirited Lotus, and he said softly:

"Would you like me to teach you that...you know, I'm a field reporter. It's okay to fight."

"Forget it, it doesn't make sense."

The reporter raised her head and looked sadly at the blocked street. She said:

"What can I do? The seminar is about to begin."

Clark didn't answer. He touched the phone and sent a text message. A few seconds later, a special message appeared in his mailbox. He reached out and patted Miss Lien. He said:

"Come on, park your car on the side of the road. Let's go over. I got the qualification for internal interviews."

"Ok???"

Miss Lian looked at Clark in surprise. She said:

"How did you get it? Our editor-in-chief adults didn't get this stuff, it is said that this seminar has official power to intervene, and there are few internal interview qualifications."

"I said that."

Clark gave a mysterious smile. He raised the camera in one hand and said to his colleague:

"I have my own network... speaking, tonight... going out for a drink?"

"Are you asking me? Clark."

Miss Lian En asked strangely:

"You have always made a false statement to the lady, I thought you were the one..."

"It doesn't matter if you go or not. I just watched my friend sad and wanted to help. I'm trying to appreciate the beauty of the soul recently... well, your soul is pretty."

"Uhhhhhhhhh, these local tastes."

Miss Lian made a vomiting gesture. She set her long hair and said to Clark:

"But... okay, make another appointment tonight."

On the other hand, she parked the car on the side of the road with difficulty, and Clark carried the interview equipment to walk to the hotel, but as soon as she took a step, Clark was pulled back behind him.

"Om"

A black motorcycle accelerated through the blocked road and almost hit Miss Lien.

But backing off wearing high heels can be problematic. For example, Miss Lian, who is out of balance, is all on Clark's wide chest. The posture of the two people, um... quite bad.

"Uh, that seems to be Eddie Bullock?"

In order to avoid embarrassment, Miss Lian, who was flushed, stood up and looked at the motorcycle and rider stopped by the traffic police in front of her. She said in surprise:

"Isn't that guy in San Francisco? How can it appear here? It's still racing on this road."

"Who is that?"

Clark asked.

"An investigative reporter whose reputation has grown in recent years."

Ms. Lian En said that she was very familiar with the internal affairs of the industry. She said to her colleagues:

"He is a popular candidate for the Pulitzer Prize this year. He is one of my biggest competitors. But it seems that he is going to be taken away by the police. This is just right. Hurry up, Clark. We must do this. Make a big news."

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Since it is a matter of strategic importance, even in recent days, the members of the World Security Council and parliamentarians have been busy investigating the assassination of Gideon Malik, and at the same time busy fighting for power and profit, there is no relaxation for this Arrangements for future technology and artificial intelligence seminars.

S.H.I.E.L.D. obtained a large amount of funds to maintain the Future Technology Foundation, so Fury took the initiative to directly cover the entire hotel.

The seminar lasted 3 days, and every participant invited had their own room, including businessmen who came by invitation, tycoons and politicians who were passionate about science and technology, and even the president was invited on the first day. Speaking at the opening ceremony, several other candidates who were preparing to run for the next president were also present on the scene. While demonstrating their "responsibility" for the country and the world, they also sought more exposure opportunities.

At this time, there is still an hour before the official opening of the seminar, but in the banquet hall on the upper level of the hotel, it is already full of voices.

Entrepreneurs and politicians are busy pulling relationships everywhere. They and their splendid buddies are walking around with wine glasses, talking to acquaintances, turning strangers into mature people, and the scientists seem to be awkward. They all sit. On the sofa, they whispered each other about science.

But there are exceptions.

For example, Tony, who is a scientist and a successful businessman, and a high-profile guy, quickly became one of the protagonists of the banquet with his excellent communication skills.

All in all, very lively.

Merlin is also very low-key mixed in the crowd, because the future technology foundation's proposal is made by him, so he is also one of the senior executives of the Smart Machine Project. Of course, Merlin's affairs are busy, this matter is more promoted and monitored It is the sole responsibility of Agent Maria Hill. This is also the first time Agent Hill has promoted such a large-scale strategic action as the person in charge.

She seemed to lack confidence, and Merlin had been encouraging her.

Well, to add an additional note, today Hill again put on a long dress like an evening dress... very beautiful, just like last time she went to the opening ceremony of the Continental Hotel, she appeared as a female partner of Merlin.

When Merlin walked to the edge of the banquet hall, he saw a tall, thin guy in a blue suit. He thought the guy's back was familiar, but he had no memory of him at all.

So Merlin asked tentatively.

"Hanke?"

"Oh?"

Beast Hank turned around and smiled at Merlin:

"What's wrong? Haven't you seen me like this?"

"What about your beautiful blue mane?"

Merlin asked in surprise:

"And the powerful claws and fierce eyes? Look at you, it's like a guy who can blow down in a gust of wind...I'm still more used to what you were before."

"I temporarily suppressed the X gene with a depressant."

With a glass of wine in his hand, Hank put his left hand in his pocket and said to Merlin:

"After all, I participated in this meeting this time. I came here on behalf of the mutants, so I have to keep a low profile and be more gentle. The professor also means that."

"Okay, Professor..."

Merlin blinked. He sipped the wine in his hand. He said to Hank:

"Your human form...beautiful, maybe many girls will like you."

"Do not make jokes."

Hank said:

"What I want is knowledge that I haven't had contact with and that I don't understand... So, did you say to everyone else? Regarding the focus of the discussion, advocating the development of artificial intelligence..."

"Listening to what you mean, you don't seem to like this idea much?"

Merlin says:

"Do you hate artificial intelligence? Hank."

"No, I don't hate it. I like to see the progress of technology. But if this progress is not controlled, I hate them."

Hank whispered:

"Now, in this world, there are many uncontrolled mechanical lives that are constantly recovering. I foresee a crisis. Merlin, I think you should be able to understand this crisis. This is why I appear here, although I don’t like the way you mislead people with science, but I have to admit that this is a good way."

"In fact, there is a better way."

Merlin turned his head and smiled at Hill who was walking beside him. He naturally stretched his hand on Hill's slim waist. He turned back and said to Hank:

"If something doesn't work, I'll find a professor to change the thinking of most people in the world at once... so as to avoid the possibility of a large-scale conflict."

Hank's expression changed a bit, he said:

"You're kidding, right?"

"you guess?"

Merlin left Hank with an unidentified smile, and then took Hill to the crowd behind him.

When it was far enough away from Hank, Hill next to Merlin suddenly whispered:

"Secretary, you were just kidding, right?"

"What do you say?"

Merlin raised a glass of wine with a senator who had met a few times, and said:

"Do you think I'm kidding? Hill."

"I don't think the World Security Council will allow you to do this."

Hill replied:

"I don't think you will do that either."

"At some point, the realization of order is more important than how it is achieved. Of course, that is the worst case. After all, I am not a madman."

Merlin took a sip of wine and he did not intend to continue to talk about the problem. He put down his glass and looked at Hill. He said:

"Well, the perfume used today is good, better than the last one."

"Look, Reed, the smartest guy in the world is here, let's go meet him."

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