In one of the best reception rooms in the S.H.I.E.L.D. space carrier, Lucifer put away his wings and sat quietly in his chair, but the temperament of a high-level angel determined that no one could ignore his presence, just like a falcon standing at the door, although he wanted to pretend not to care, he still glanced at the situation in the room from time to time.

Coulson looked at the Seraphic Angel opposite him with a slight crampedness, he was a qualified and excellent agent, but no matter how good an agent was, he could not guarantee that he would remain calm when facing Lucifer.

Lucifer has no hope of persuading these people not to think of himself as the king of hell, he will choose to stay in this world for a while, also because it is rare to encounter a universe with life, if the earth does not welcome him, it is a big deal to go to the alien world.

Although the appearance of those aliens is somewhat contrary to Lucifer's aesthetics, it is better than staring at the stone in those previous universes.

"Let's make sure, you, no, you left heaven because of an accident, and now you're looking for your way back, aren't you?" Coulson licked his chapped lips, he had heard too many mythological terms in the past ten minutes, including Leviathan, Michael, and even God.

He thought he wouldn't be surprised by anything after seeing the real Thor, but Coulson now realized that he had overestimated his tolerance.

"Oh God......" Coulson sighed under his breath, as a Christian, he now did not know what attitude to be about the fact that God is real, which was his lifelong faith.

Lucy ...... Mr. Phil? Rogers saw Coulson rubbing his temples and knew to give him a little time to buffer, so he opened his mouth to distract Lucifer.

"Phil is my title, you can also call me Lucy." The corners of Lucifer's mouth turned up slightly, Rogers' soul was beautiful, and for such a person who was qualified to become a saint, Lucy didn't mind releasing his kindness.

"Huh? So, Mr. Lucy, is there anything we can do to help you? Although Rogers didn't understand why the other party's attitude had become more friendly, the question was not important, he was more concerned about whether the Seraphic Angel would stay on Earth, and if not, how long he would stay on Earth.

Although he was only a big soldier, Rogers, as the flag of the United States, fully understood the nature of the country, and politicians would not allow the church to take back the power they had won so hard, the medieval era was over, and no one would want to live under the feet of the pope.

The United States is a Christian country, not a Catholic world, and they don't need the pope who stays in Rome.

Therefore, Lucy's attitude is very important, his existence itself has great influence, and Rogers can completely judge how the world will change if Lucy's identity is revealed.

The Bible is the world's most widely circulated book, and its influence is not comparable to that of the already half-dead Norse mythology.

"I'm just a traveler, and I'm afraid there's not much you can do to help me, after all, you don't know enough about space." Lucy's words embarrassed Director Nick, whose S.H.I.E.L.D. claimed to be the strongest line of defense in the world, but was powerless to stop a door that opened inside it.

"I'm sorry......" Rogers glanced at Nick Fury, who felt like a garbage abandoned by the times when he first woke up, and even needed help from others to use a wireless WIFI, but the Super Soldier Serum gave him a lot of help, such as learning ability, and for example, observation.

Although Director Nick controlled it well, at that time, Rogers still sensed the deep sense of superiority in the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., and the other party's behavior in the future also showed his contempt for a super soldier.

After all, human weapons are developing too fast, and Rogers' muscles can hold the pistol bullets of World War II, but it is impossible to withstand the current wave of firearms.

Rogers was inexplicably a little happy, he thought that now Nick Fury also felt the embarrassment he had at the beginning, and was ridiculed by a character from an ancient myth about the level of technology, and he didn't feel good about it.

"We at S.H.I.E.L.D. can arrange an identity for you, and at the same time provide a sum of money, and you should be able to have a pleasant vacation on Earth." Nick Fury suggested that he, like Rogers, knew that it was impossible for the government to be willing to reveal Lucy's identity, and at the same time, he didn't want to test the force of a Seraph, anyway, the other party said that he would not stay on Earth, so it would be good to eat and drink, and let him play comfortably.

Big things turn into small things, and S.H.I.E.L.D. is very good at doing this.

Lucy raised an eyebrow, he didn't really like the pragmatist in front of him, and as a Seraph, it was too cheap to accept human relief.

"I don't need that money, I appreciate your kindness." But Lucy also knew that with the cover of S.H.I.E.L.D., he could save a lot of trouble, and he believed that Nick Fury would never want to see the Seraphic Angel vs. the U.S. Army appear, so Lucy accepted the identity provided by S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Well, look at the camera." Coulson looked at the person in the camera and once again sighed at the beauty of the angel, even a well-informed veteran agent like him could not ignore this level of countenance.

Speaking of which, Coulson also felt a little sad for himself, he originally thought that a woman like Black Widow was beautiful enough, but later saw the goddess in the Asgardian gods, and the gap in temperament between humans and gods was too difficult to make up, which greatly improved Coulson's level of female aesthetics.

Fortunately, the male god of Asgard is rugged and beautiful, which also preserves Coulson's self-esteem as a man. What he didn't expect was that he could meet a real angel in his lifetime, and his facial features similar to those of mixed Asian and European descent fully showed what it means to be "delicate in comics", which seriously hit Coulson's self-confidence.

"Alright, Mr. Lucy, this is your credential, now you will be a new recruit of our S.H.I.E.L.D., tasked with finding paranormal events, which means you can travel to the vast majority of places in this world without being hindered." S.H.I.E.L.D. is a worldwide organization, so its documents can basically be used as passports.

"Thank you." Lucy took the papers, observed Coulson's clothes, and conjured up a casual suit for himself, looking at the effect of the same clothes on different people, Coulson secretly gritted his teeth.

But Lucy shook his head and said, "Is this kind of clothing the mainstream of your society?" Then, without waiting for Coulson to answer, he directly scanned the city below, and at the same time found the clothes in his memory from his previous life to compare.

"I see, it's a middle-aged man's costume." Lucy suddenly realized, and then reimagined the shirt and jeans, which he saw the young people preferred to wear.

Senior agent, middle-aged man, Coulson calmed down, warned himself that the other party was a Seraph, and he couldn't beat the other party if he did it himself, and then took out a bank card, "Although you said that you don't need funds, my boss thinks you still need it, this world is not like before, the 'eleven tax' has long been outdated, instead of using the ability to do those things that may be illegal to make money, it is better to use ours directly." ”

"You seem to have misunderstood something." Lucy sighed, worthy of being an agent, his thoughts are always so dark, maybe this is called "not afraid to speculate with the worst malice"?

"The so-called 'tithing tax' is something that you humans have created yourself, and God never asks for anything from his creation." What Lucy hates the most is that human beings wrap their desires in the name of God, which was like this before the crossing, when he didn't believe in God, and after the crossing, he really understood what kind of existence God is, and he hated this kind of thing even more.

"But Abel and Cain ......" Coulson blurted out, a well-known story that would later become one of the origins of vampire lore, and of course, Dracula told S.H.I.E.L.D. that there was no connection between real vampires and God.

"That's a story written by humans, isn't it?" Lucy smiled slightly, and a light word severed the connection between the church and God.

Fortunately, Coulson is not a Catholic, otherwise he would have rushed up to fight with Lucy at this moment, but now, Coulson even has a feeling of schadenfreude.

"If this gets out......" Coulson couldn't help but think, and then he restrained his crankiness with great restraint.

"Mr. Lucy, how are you going to get the funds? I'm curious about that. Coulson took back the bank card, anyway, the other party himself didn't accept it, and they S.H.I.E.L.D. still asked to send the money out?

"Mr. Agent." Lucy held out a finger. "Watch out."

Just after Coulson focused his attention on Lucy's fingers, he looked at it for a long time, but he didn't find anything out of the ordinary.

"Excuse me, is this what happens?" Coulson rubbed his eyes.

"No, I'm just waiting." Lucy shook his finger.

"Wait?" Coulson had a feeling that he had been tricked.

"Oh, there's someone." Lucy suddenly turned his head and stared at a staff member passing by.

"Huh?"

"We need to concentrate so that fortune will come to you." Lucy said solemnly.

"Fortune? How? ”

"Thinking in my heart, I need money, I need money......"

"How could it be useful!"

"Smack!"

A stack of money fell from the staff member's pocket and fell to the floor, and he didn't seem to notice it.

“……”

"This gentleman, your money is gone!" It was Lucy who reminded him. Then he turned to Coulson and said, "Look, just like this, I have tried before, even in the crystal sky, the highest place in the whole world, as long as you concentrate, gold will fall from the sky. ”

“……”

"I need to calm down, can you ignore me?" Coulson staggered out of the room.