Between the trees, the moist air current, slowly blowing, pulled Edward out of his trance.

The eyes that have no focal length become crystal clear again. Looking up and sweeping around, looking at the potholed lawn that had been destroyed by himself, Edward sighed in his heart, it seemed that there was still a long way to go.

"Uncontrollable power is not what you want."

He shook his head with a smile and waved his hand slightly.

Thorn!!

The electric light lit up, and a blue electric current appeared in Edward's hand, and the destructive electric current was gently grasped by Edward's hand.

Peaceful, very quiet.

The electric current, like a sparkling sapphire, remained quietly in the palm of that porcelain-like delicate hand. There is no lethality at all, and in Edward's hands, it is like a quiet pet.

With a random flick, the current came out, and suddenly exploded in mid-air, directly blasting out countless currents, hideous currents, meandering in mid-air, dancing their bodies wantonly, and then, crashing headlong into the lawn below.

On the lawn, countless electric rays slashed, like a paintbrush, constantly depicting, and in the blink of an eye, a strange pattern was outlined.

In the dazzling circle, there are pentagrams, simple patterns, shimmering with mysterious fluctuations.

Alchemy Array.

Edward's blue eyes were like azure crystals, reflecting the patterns on the ground.

The soles of Edward's feet felt the slight and regular vibration of the earth.

It was as if there was an invisible hand, the pits in the lawn were smoothed one by one, the overpowered grass was straightened, except for some grass that had been completely erased, and the other damaged parts of the entire lawn were restored to their original state at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His eyes watched the lawn from the beginning of the potholes, little by little, feeling the changing force field in the alchemy array, as well as the changes in energy and matter in his body, Edward's eyes were thoughtful, one by one, and thoughts kept coming to his heart.

"Alchemy is the form of power that exists in the body to interfere with the outside world."

"Whether it is the kinetic energy of muscles, or the bioelectricity in the body, or even the heat generated by decomposition in the body, it is a form of alchemy's interference with the outside world. As long as there is enough energy, kinetic energy can easily overturn a building, bioelectricity can trigger terrible thunder, and heat energy is enough to melt steel ......"

"And the alchemy array is the medium through which it interferes with the world, just like people's hands, feet and bodies, and can influence the world under its own will. You only need to enter specific instructions. ”

"You need to change the specific parameters of the object, what kind of force is needed to make these changes, the direction of the force, the magnitude of the force, how much work will be done, how much energy will be lost, what is the total work you need to input, and how much energy storage material will be consumed......"

"All this can be done by relying on alchemy and alchemy arrays. You only need to pay your energy, calculate everything you need, and record it in the alchemy array......"

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As Edward pondered, everything he did was captured by satellites everywhere in the sky, and then seen by another person.

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Washington's Potomac River is the most important river in the eastern and central United States. It originates from the western foothills of the Appalachian Mountains. It is formed by the confluence of the North Bronch River and the South Bronch River, which empties into the Chesapeake Bay in the Atlantic Ocean. It is the 21st largest river in the United States.

During the Civil War, the Potomac River became the border of confrontation between the North and the South, and the front line of the battlefield could be seen from Washington.

The landmark building of S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, the Triqual Wing Building, stands in the middle of the small island of the Potomac River across the bank from the Washington Monument, like a trident reaching into the clouds.

Although S.H.I.E.L.D. is a secret service agency, it is a well-known agency like the CIA and the FBI. So the location of the headquarters is not a secret, just like any other department, but more like a local landmark.

In the lower right corner of the island is the Lincoln Memorial, and further up are some waning crescent-shaped buildings that are the famous Watergate Building.

From the fact that with so many buildings of special significance, built side by side in everything, it can be seen that the top of the World Council in no way wants the headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D. to become one of those so-called "mysterious institutions" in the United States.

The office of the commissioner at the top of the Triple Wing building.

Nick Fury, dressed in black leather clothes, sat at the glass table, staring at an LCD screen on the table with one eye, silent, expressionless, like a calm sea, undisturbed.

The screen shows Edward standing on the alchemy array in the backyard of Parker Manor.

Not only now, but in the past hour, Edward's every move has all fallen into Nick's eyes. Because the picture is not processed, as well as the interference of the energy magnetic field, some movements, I can't see clearly. However, on the screen, the violently fluctuating energy curve clearly told him.

The high energy ahead, the teenager in the picture, is very dangerous.

"Edward Parker" Nick Fury lowered his head and muttered softly, not showing what was going on in his heart from his expressionless face.

"Knock! Knock! Knock! A sudden knock on the door interrupted Nick Fury's musings.

"Come in." Turning off the screen, Nick Fury looked up, looked at the office door, and said.

"Sir."

The door was pushed open, and with the sound of leather boots hitting the floor, a short, fair-skinned black woman in a black tight-fitting uniform walked in with a serious face. If Edward were here, he would feel that this woman's steps were almost equidistant as if they had been measured.

This is a warrior who has been brutally trained and strict with himself!

"Here's what you're asking for."

He handed Nick the document in his hand, then stepped aside and stood there with a serious face. A pair of sky-blue eyes, calmly looking at his commander, like a well-trained soldier, waiting for the next instructions.

Clean, neat, without any superfluous movements.

It was none other than Agent Hill.

"Thank you."

Nick has long been accustomed to Hill's serious, serious work attitude to the point of being almost harsh, and he doesn't care. Reached out and took the paper, placed it on the table, and immediately flipped through it.

"Edward Parker, 20 years old, born in New York City, father, Richard Parker, CIA agent, is a biologist herself, and mother, Mary Parker, data analyst ......"

"When he was young, his parents disappeared and he was raised by his uncle and aunt, as well as his older brother, Peter Parker, ......."

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