As the sea surface gradually turned from azure blue and indigo to dark purple, the stars threw the last bit of heat towards the island. The last light made the transparent shield covering the island flash with a little glimmer. Laura Crawford raised the bottle and poured a mouthful of cold beer. The sweet smoke mixed with fat, sugar and protein was blown away quickly under the action of the sea breeze, leaving only a little smell. She felt that there was still sticky gravel on her thighs, back, chest and arms, and the smell of olive oil and honey on her body, and there was also the slight sweetness and bitterness of some secret herbs, which was exactly the same as the smell of the witches now. She licked the ointment on her fingers curiously. The bitter and spicy taste flew away at the tip of her tongue, and then the sweetness and spicy that slipped into the esophagus.

This is a secret alchemy ointment inherited from the Witch Clan. It can be used as perfume or as an aphrodisiac. It is made by Bernita and Joan of Arc and used every day. She feels her spine and neck skin is hot and red, and she can only try to lower the temperature with cold beer. The party will last until dawn in the constant temperature pool of the mountaintop villa, where she will enjoy the joy of moonlight and carnality, which she knows will last for a long time and exceed the limit of human ability. The room she lives in cannot completely isolate the sound, even if she covers her head with a pillow, so that she always fantasizes about joining it.

Only the library is an absolutely quiet place.

But she didn't want to stay there lately because there seemed to be a forbidden zone deep in the cellar. She was sure that the layout of the underground library of the residence was no different from the conventional private library, but she could never read the weird books on the shelf of "Folksmanship" tied with chains, and the spine was written with gold-plated words. Laura always knew that there were dangerous things in the library, just like Kama Taj's library, all dangerous knowledge was strictly protected and fell into the hands of the wicked.

The knowledge of this can create horror far beyond imagination. She has read the manufacturing process of biochemical virus weapons with only a slight understanding, the technical principles of plasma reactors, and the myths and legends written on linens and papyrus. These are all extremely dangerous knowledge. After learning from the Oxfordshire Manor and the Kama Taj Library, she has now gained a certain understanding of the so-called witchcraft. Although she cannot see the full picture of the past history of the so-called "gods walking on the earth", she also learned some of the so-called truths from the chat.

For example, the so-called Nafili people, that is, the offspring of angels and human women, are actually the products of genetic engineering created by using humans as objects of transformation. The flood recorded in the Sumerian civilization is actually a comprehensive cleaning of the human race gene pool, eliminating the mutant genome contaminated by psychic energy. After the last Nafili Goliath was killed, this contaminated human was completely gone. However, Laura Crawford did not know who used humans for genetic modification in ancient times, and who led the cleaning of the human race gene pool. Those who knew the truth were so secretive about this, turned around and went to enjoy beer and barbecue, and kept silent about this topic. A breeze blew on the vast sea surface, and she suddenly felt cold. This made her want to get close to the constant-temperature swimming pool and barbecue grill, enjoy warm conversations and delicious food.

Perhaps, indulgence and entertainment for a night will not have any impact.

"The prophecy tells me that Neptune's journey will be much more dangerous than Attilan. I have a gut feeling that your business trip may be extremely long." Beyonetta slowly used a fork to tear open the soft and soft pieces of meat that were slowly roasted in low temperatures and gracefully put it into her mouth and put it into her stomach with the spirits.

"I'm ready, you know, I'll always be well prepared to deal with all kinds of situations."

He answered casually while applying honey water to the sizzling beef in the oven. However, his words sounded more perfunctory than explanation to the Witch, because it must involve hundreds of related plans, ranging from robbery to trade between two nuclear-capable countries. Sometimes Beyonita would be curious about why he could guide and manipulate the situation in some countries, but when the result was revealed, it seemed a bit mediocre. She could infer through documents that the so-called guiding situation was to replace some of the found Skuru people with transformed assassins, and use seemingly tiny power to leverage larger boulders. It is the most cost-saving method when the Yugoslavia Federation is weak (although it has nuclear bombs and supersonic missiles).

"The wave after the curtain is gradually subsided, and there is unlikely to be supernatural events." Beyonita licked her lips. She and Joan of Arc each enjoyed more than one kilogram of beef breast, and even so, they were still able to stuff things into their stomachs. Although the refrigeration storage of this island house is not as rich as that of the Oxfordshire Manor, fortunately the existence of the constant portal solved most of the supply problems. In addition, the witch and the emperor transformed the "life force" they consumed into spiritual power rather than actively absorbing external dimension energy, no matter how much food was, no matter how much food was, it would not fill their appetite. "In fact, you can throw all your work to your Regent. After all, the role you play is equivalent to nuclear weapons. It is enough to show your presence from time to time. Is it necessary to participate in the recovery of the products of the Tianma Plan?"

“The existence behind the curtain has eternal time, they can make mistakes continuously, and we only have one chance.”

"Does it go against your principles when you have a good conversation with Mrs. Butterfly and Mrs. Styx?" The reproachful eyes penetrated the smoke from the carbon fire and threw themselves at the witch who enjoyed the beef ribs, making the latter giggle. "Well, I know that's not your principle. But it's really irresponsible to throw a mess to you."

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Bernita raised her eyebrows with interest. She glimpsed Lara Crawford through the long steps dotted with warm yellow lights, her face covered with red glow as if the sunset was left, and her skin was covered with glittering sweat. Obviously, it was the alchemy ointment at work. "Well, then what did you do?"

"It was just a bomb installed in the hangar at the Houston Command Center."

"I hope you can read this document."

"I know the Tianma Plan." Tony Stark waved his hand and rejected the file bag handed over by the general. "The last time I saw the Tianma Plan, the folder was much thicker than this one, and there was not so much modification in it. Obviously, the Homeland Security Bureau believes that not everyone can see the Tianma Plan."

The general handed the file bag to his assistant, while ignoring Tony Stark's ridicule. At this time, standing next to the general was the security officer of the operation, a Marine Colonel, who greeted Colonel Rhode alone. But Tony Stark focused his attention below - their position was above the command hall, and the screen in front of each technician could be clearly seen. The large screen on the lobby stage was still playing a demonstration film of satellite orbits - Tony Stark saw the location of the signal team that had greeted him before and began to work.

"I don't know what information S.H.I.E.L.D. has given you, but now I assume that you have the authority to know some details of the Tianma Plan, such as the New Domain spacecraft and the design purpose, so that we can save time. You should know that the Tianma Plan does not specify the technical principles and manufacturing process of the hyperspace engine. We do not know what technology Dr. Lawson, who led the development of the hyperspace engine, used, and did not know why she disappeared. The Tianma Plan left us only mysteries."

The general expressed his serious expression, and he also asked Tony Stark to listen carefully. If it were a few years ago, Tony Stark would have been frivolous, but now he would still express some respect to the authority and the spokespersons of the authority. Now the relationship between the Stark Group and the White House is far from as harmonious as before, and there will be no connections with Howard Stark to help him. "This matter has something to do with Nick Fury and S.H.I.E.D.," the general said. "At that time, Nick Fury was an intelligence station manager. After that, he was promoted with amazing merits and finally dominated the Tianma Project. It is hard to say whether the real purpose of the person known as the King of Agents is the Tianma Project, or a sub-project in the Tianma Project, we don't know anything."

"You are suggesting that I know some information you don't know?"

"This is a reminder, Stark." The general's face calmed down. "We need the hyperspace engine and the technology used by the hyperspace engine. The Pentagon suspects that the technology used by Yugoslav dictators raided the United Nations headquarters building in New York was hyperspace engine technology. Of course, there may be high-speed engine technology, but we have to crack his halo step by step and pull him off the altar."

Tony Stark nodded with a weird expression.

"If you just need me to reverse engineer the hyperspace engine, why am I here now? You know where I live and you can send it next time when I'm shipping meat... Don't be so unhumorous, that's just a joke. I don't understand, there's no obvious connection between whether I'm present and reverse engineer."
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