"So, Tony accomplished his mission?" As soon as he hung up the phone, Eric picked up another call from another acquaintance, and he turned on the speakerphone, and the hall began to echo with Agent Coulson's calm voice.

"Yes, mission accomplished. Stark has proven his worth, and it looks like Abomination is going to stay in his cell for now. Although Mr. Agent's expression was invisible, there was a faint lightness in his tone.

That's funny news, Eric laughed.

"I think General Ross must have been by Tony, I'm sorry I didn't see that scene with my own eyes, it's rare to be able to make that old man angry, I should have made some preparations to film it in advance." He leaned back in his seat and said with a smile.

Coulson agrees, and he goes on to describe the details he knows.

Hearing Stark's taunts, General Ross was so angry that he tried to kick Stark out of the bar near the barracks, but he couldn't, and Stark bought the land and the buildings on it at a high price, and scheduled to blast it on Thursday.

"Good idea, I'll make a special trip to him for a congratulatory telegram - congratulations on his destruction of the symbol of the country's most conservative and stubborn old-school military men."

After a bit of laughter, he put down the phone, and the smile on Eric's face gradually subsided, and he was silent for a long time before exhaling a long breath.

Today's two phone calls, one before and one after, affected his mood.

The former was from the far west, and though she had a premonition, there was a faint sense of loss, and perhaps the Englishwoman was at last free to fly—what else could I say, good luck to her.

The latter is an anecdote from Coulson, a phone call that somewhat dilutes some of the depression in my heart. Tony helped S.H.I.E.L.D. get rid of the incarnate abominated Bronsky, so now that Banner's value has risen, it won't be long before an agent Banner appears here - if they can talk to Bruce. Banner.

Whether or not S.H.I.E.L.D. was able to accomplish its goal, Eric managed to keep Banner in the limelight. Ordinary people don't fear him like another dimension, but instead see him as a part of the city's heroes. In the future, there will be more and more existential beings such as the Hulk, not only mutants are in contact with ordinary people, but the trend of integration between the capable and the society will also be irreversible, it doesn't matter whether Banner is a mutant or not, his existence itself has expanded the meaning of this concept, and when its margins continue to blur and expand, one day the relationship between ethnic groups will no longer be either/or.

It is often said that the best way to hide a tree is to hide it in the forest. But is there a better way? The answer is yes. If people are used to seeing all kinds of trees everywhere, they will naturally turn a blind eye to what they are used to seeing.

There is no need to hide in a dark and remote area, and there will be no more surprises and uneasiness, ordinary people just need to accept and get used to it.

Eric stood up and took a slow walk down the hall, which was now very different from what it had been. After a brief encounter with Stephen, the surface of the original room was severely damaged, and its owner adopted a new approach when redecorating, replacing the original dense metal flake design with a large amount of stone and wood decorations. In this way, it looks less cold and tough, and it becomes a pastoral style with a warm feeling, a few small potted plants bring life and vitality, and the antique sand and tables also add some extra historical touch.

This is the change in his mentality caused by the improvement of ability and status. Now Eric is not the time when he has just stepped out of the academy, and there is no need to secretly arm himself anymore. Instead, you need to take a more relatable stance to interact with people. The advancement of his abilities also eliminates the need for an overly large amplification device, he can borrow the power of the earth's magnetic field at any time, and if he really needs it, a small amplification ring is enough to have the same effect. And it's simpler and less obtrusive.

Walking casually, before he knew it, he left the hall and came to the secretary's office outside. The door to the room was not closed, and a slender figure was staring at the window with his back to him.

"Hi, Gwen." Knocking on the door, Eric walked into Miss Stacy's studio, hastily erasing the unknown pattern drawn on the window, and then turned back and smiled, the room seemed to be lit up by a bright smile for a moment.

"Hi, Eric." Unlike Mary Jane, who does not have the awe and hesitation of a small-town girl, Gwen always naturally calls Eric's name, more like an intimate partner than an employee's attitude towards his employer. Her style is also different from Mary Jane's, although she is slightly less efficient and less diligent, but she is often able to put forward her own opinion on things and observe them from another angle, rather than simply following orders.

Frankly, she can give Eric a lot of help in many places, allowing him to focus on the more important things to deserve attention, rather than being distracted by mundane tasks.

But it's probably time for her to start school, and soon it's January 10, the first day of state college, which Peter has mentioned many times.

Eric looked at the table, which was neatly arranged with all kinds of documents, and if someone took over now, there should be no trouble. He wasn't going to do that, though, as he was going to keep the position for Gwen, and if she was willing to come back by March for spring break, the office would still be hers.

He spoke his thoughts, Gwen's eyes shone even brighter, her long eyelashes flickered a few times, and the golden ponytail tied behind her head swayed easily, showing the active mood of her master.

"It's only temporary, I'll be back every weekend to help you, unless you're going to give me a lower pay." Pointing her finger at Eric, the girl laughed playfully.

Although Eric's secretary has a high salary, of course the director's daughter will not come for the money, knowing this, he is still willing to follow her words.

"Don't worry, I'm very happy with you." Eric winked at Miss Stacy as he spoke, and Gwen's face turned slightly red, and she changed the subject at the right time.

"Is Mary Jane still training at Stark Industries, you can get her back to help if she's really busy." The girl is very considerate of others, and she is very confident that she will not be robbed of her position by Mary Jane's return.

"Don't worry about this, you've completed the main work in the near future, and the rest are all small things, if it's not particularly important, I can hand it over to the following. As for Mary Jane, she is now interning with Miss Potts, and if she succeeds, she will have to go to Boston for a while to get John and them back, after all, they don't know much about management, and I need her to lay a good foundation there. Eric explained, reassuring her in passing.

After a few words, Eric handed Gwen an autograph book, and the secretary took it curiously.

"It's a gift for your brother, I hope he'll like it." Eric said that he had heard Gwen mention his brother some time ago, and that he had prepared this thing for him.

Each page has a photo and message of a first-class hero, and the teachers and students of the academy have all left their names and blessings on it, in addition to Guò Susan getting the Fantastic Four's autograph, as well as messages from Spider-Man and Captain America, even an awkward guy like Tony has written him a few words in the way.

"My brother will jump for joy when he sees it, he worships heroes the most." Gwen clutched the booklet in her arms, and suddenly leaned over and stood on tiptoe and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

The soft lips are parted on the face, leaving a slight body temperature and a faint aroma.

"Thank you." The girl playfully tapped his chest and ran out with a string of laughter, and Eric could only shrug his shoulders in frustration at this blatant early departure.

However, this sudden kiss made his mood better.

In any case, the past will pass, and life belongs only to the present.

Back in the hall, Eric poured two cups of tea, one opposite and the other in his hand, as casually as if he were sitting with some unseen person for afternoon tea.

"How are you doing lately, I heard that Hollywood in winter is very cold in the morning and evening, and it will be very hot in the afternoon, you don't want to catch a cold, then I'm so sorry for the blood of the Eternals."

"I watched the play you wrote, it was very good, the plot twists and turns of the story and the background description was also very realistic, and the students loved it when they were free, but I didn't tell them that you wrote it, if they knew, maybe they would be scared, who made you be so strict with them in the first place."

"As for winning the award, don't worry too much, if I were a judge, I would definitely vote for you, but if you're really unlucky, I'll start all over again next time."

Eric babbled, his voice echoing through the hall. It was as if he saw a woman from another dimension smiling at him, revealing two small sharp white teeth as before. The woman was still wearing a neat coat, curvy and athletic. He knew her tragic background, he had seen her indifference, and he knew her fragility deeply, and Eric once thought they were the two closest people in the world, but finally it came to this point.

This is not a movie, there is no predestined fate.

In any case, you are free.

Good luck, Selena.

Eric silently muttered, watching the faint heat emanating from the mouth of the cup thinner and thinner as time passed, until it finally disappeared, leaving only a silent cup of cold tea in the cup.

Standing up, Eric's eyes regained their former sharpness. (To be continued!)

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