Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
On the outskirts of New York lay the underground headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D. It was kept concealed from the general public and served as not only the operational head office but also a repository for various mysterious artifacts and antiques that the American government had amassed.
Although, in the research conducted so far, none of these mysterious items have been found to have any special functions, they were still carefully sealed to prevent incidents similar to the 'Thanksgiving Demon King' that occurred in the Southern Desert Base.
S.H.I.E.L.D.'s director, Smith, sat in his office. It was a large and open room that was used by multiple other officials as well. The place was constantly alive with the sounds of people conversing, walking, and speaking into headphone dials. Various screens representing different kinds of information all lit up and conveyed a thousand different ideas at once.
Smith really wanted S.H.I.E.L.D. to appear more mysterious and futuristic, like the high-tech headquarters of the Men in Black in the movies. However, the reality was that Earth's technology was not as advanced, and he could only regretfully give up on that idea.
"Director, the personnel from the Manhattan First Research Department have arrived."
Smith's assistant entered his office and saluted.
“Let them in,” he quickly replied.
“Yes!”
The assistant went out to relay the command, and soon, five people entered the office.
The person who walked ahead of the others looked a bit frail, and old, with sparse and messy brown hair. However, he appeared full of energy.
At first glance, Smith knew that this person was a researcher.
Behind the researcher were four extremely robust men. They stood tall with a hint of solemnity. Each of them carried a silver briefcase which was handcuffed to their wrist.
"Has the research been successful?"
Smith excitedly stood up from his seat. He certainly knew the purpose of the personnel from the Manhattan First Research Department.
This research institute was one of the deeply hidden
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