American comics: Playing Spider-Man at the beginning, wandering around and losing contact

Chapter 102 The Frustrated Person
"…Mr. President, something happened suddenly?"

Faced with everyone's suspicious gazes, the secretary could only nod awkwardly. She was just an assistant, at best helping the president pass on messages. It was difficult to speculate on the reasons behind this, and her duty was only to pass on the message.

In response to this, the group of people could only look at each other, and fell into an awkward situation of being speechless for a while.

"Oh! The President is not coming, doesn't that mean the one million dollars is also gone... Remi, did you hear that? One million, one million. I just went to heaven, and now I'm going to hell again..." Robert said with a sad face.

At this moment, in the heart of this devout Christian, the temptation of money is far greater than the so-called faith and God.

"Don't worry, your bonuses will be transferred to you soon through a special federal account, or you can come to me later to ask for a check and cash it at a time of your choice." At this time, the secretary reminded considerately.

Hearing this, several people breathed a sigh of relief.

"Can you tell me why the President didn't come?"

Cautious Steve wanted to know more in-depth information, but the secretary could only smile apologetically and said nothing.

Seeing this, everyone could only look at each other and confirm the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Nick looked at Natasha and Clint respectively, and the two agents quickly understood what he meant.

"Oh, well... what a pity. Since the President can't come, I'm afraid our trip will be in vain." Nick sighed with pretended melancholy.

crunch.

The secretary closed the door gently, and only the people who had arrived at the beginning were left in the reception room again.

"...Sorry, everyone, I may need to go to the bathroom." Black Widow put away the mini computer on the table, then stood up and walked towards the door.

After she left, Hawkeye also stood up, left the sofa, quickly squeezed through the gap in the door left by Natasha, and followed closely behind.

Needless to say, the two of them were definitely planning to get to the bottom of things with the secretary, using the secret agent's method.

How could the President be absent suddenly without reason? With the Avengers and the X-Men present, it's a big honor. Even if he really has to be absent, he should have made a video call to communicate.

Instead of having a secretary convey it verbally.

The people present soon realized the meaning of Natasha and Clint's departure and stopped mentioning them.

"Hey, hey... Natasha, why did you leave in the middle of the talk? Then who can make up for my lack of curiosity..." Only Kalus was left with a bitter smile.

The topic about Wayne Group was forced to end because of the departure of the two.

"You can ask Tony about these things later. As a playboy who has been hanging out in the upper class for many years, he will be more familiar with those people." Nick reminded with a kind smile.

Of course, Kaylus was very curious about this matter. However, for the X-Men, things like Doctor Octopus and Wayne Group... these were matters that the federal government had to deal with and had little to do with them.

"Hey, Remi, we got one million dollars, how can we spend it all? If we go to Hawaii, can we buy a yacht together?"

"Idiot! One boat per person is enough!"

In a blink of an eye, several people began to worry about the bonus they had received.

Then, more than ten minutes later, they received a check worth one million US dollars from the White House staff.

The joys and sorrows of people are often not shared, and the same is true for mutants. While a few people were cheering for the little money they had earned, Kaylus could only sit on the sofa, drinking the bitter black coffee without sugar in his hand.

"Kaylus, what are you thinking about? Are you thinking about this thing?" Nick also came over at this time, waving the check in his hand. Although he was a government employee, he still had to collect the bonus.

Seeing Nick teasing him, Kaelus felt both angry and amused.

"If you really want to get your bonus back, you can tell Tony. After all, it was he who came up with the idea of ​​using your bonus to offset the cost of the renovation."

Hearing this, Kailus couldn't help but grit his teeth.

Tony is blatantly preparing to take revenge, because just because Kaelus destroyed his Stark Tower, he wants to turn around and prevent him from getting the reward he deserves!
Although Kailus doesn't care much about the money now, there is an old saying that goes, "It is not the lack of money that is worrying, but the inequality of distribution."

Seeing everyone else enjoying themselves with the money, Kaelus naturally felt a little indignant.

"That's too much! Come on, Nick. The president isn't coming anyway, and it's pointless to stay here. Take me to find him!" Kaylus pretended to be angry and suddenly stood up from the sofa.

Coincidentally, Kaylus also wanted to know more about the Wayne Group from Tony.

Half an hour later, a helicopter slowly landed on the grass on the helipad in the White House yard.

……

Far away in an unknown underground base.

It was a dark and gloomy environment where you couldn't see your hand in front of you. There was an unknown stench in the air, a mixture of medicine and rotten fermentation, like a sewer.

Because of the humidity, black and green sticky liquid slowly slid down the walls, and the cracks in the floor were filled with dirt and filth, making it extremely dirty.

In the narrow passage at the entrance was a staircase leading upwards. A rare bit of light shone on the stairs, and the stone stairs were covered with a thick layer of dust due to lack of care over the years.

crunch.

At the end of the stairs, the iron door slowly opened, and the light actually came in through the gap between the iron doors.

At this moment, as the door opened, more fresh air rushed in, gradually dispelling the foul smell in the underground base.

In the air, dust was floating under the sunlight.

Outside the gate was a dense jungle with extremely lush shrubs that grew to half a person's height. At the feet, mosses and lichens were densely packed, smooth and green, spreading over the iron gate.

In the sight, there are endless sturdy fir trees standing tall, and it is a cloudy evening. Looking down, the forest is filled with a thin layer of gray fog, which seems depressing and mysterious.

This is a forest in Germany. Decades ago, it was a secret military base. However, only a few people know about this place.

pat.

High up, a few streams of water flowed through the gaps between the leaves, fell down, landed on the muddy yellow soil, along the gullies, and converged on the cement steps.

A figure in a black cloak entered the underground base through the opened iron gate.

His feet trembled slightly as he stepped tentatively on the steps. He stretched out his hands from under his cloak and held onto the dirty, damp concrete wall. Ignoring the sticky and disgusting touch on his palms, he walked down the stairs, carefully step by step.

It's like being a blind person.

Not until he had completely walked into the underground base, as if he smelled a familiar scent in the air, did he take off his hood, revealing a young face that was covered with corpse spots and even had a tendency to blacken and rot.

(End of this chapter)