Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings

The next second, the Wheel of Fate, which had been attached to the flying skateboard, attached itself to the armed helicopter. (It was teleported over along with the Soul-Slaying Compassionate One.)

The moment the Wheel of Fate possessed the helicopter, the entire armed helicopter suddenly emitted a series of "crackling" metallic deformation sounds!

The originally unremarkable fuselage began to elongate, the propellers at the top and rear rapidly contracted, and futuristic vector nozzles appeared on both sides of the fuselage.

In the blink of an eye, the originally ordinary armed helicopter was transformed into a small transport aircraft that resembled the Quinjet fighter jet!

Holy crap!

Tony's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. He rushed to the porthole and stared in disbelief at the fighter jet that had begun to take off on its own, even though no one was piloting it. He was completely stunned.

"This...this is not scientific! Fuck, I mean, even if it's magic, it shouldn't have developed to this extent, it's just fucking outrageous!"

"Calm down~" Peter stretched leisurely and leaned comfortably into the luxurious chair. "Magic has to keep up with the times too."

As the two were discussing "magical aerodynamics," a somewhat hesitant voice suddenly came from the side:

“Peter…”

"What's wrong, Captain? Are you airsick?" Peter turned around and asked Captain America with a smile.

"No, no..." Captain America's expression was somewhat complicated. "I just feel that what you did today...wasn't it a bit too much?"

His voice trembled slightly, not as if he were blaming Peter, but as if he were seeking an answer.

An answer that would convince him of his own conscience.

"Too much?"

Peter's smile turned somewhat sarcastic:

"Isn't it too much for General Ross to frame me once, to also withhold information from me to capture the Hulk and plunge Brooklyn into disaster?"

"Isn't it excessive for that slovenly man to disregard the lives of Brooklyn's residents and only want to appear at a crucial moment to reap the benefits?"

"I saved the whole of Brooklyn, and the president didn't give me a single word of praise. He just wanted to get rid of me as soon as possible so I could stay in America. Isn't that a bit much?"

"Compared to them, was my act of threatening the president to protect myself really that excessive?"

Upon hearing Peter's series of questions, the captain immediately blushed and waved his hands frantically, indicating:

“Peter, I’m not saying your actions in saving Brooklyn were wrong, I just think… Nick Fury…”

Before he could finish speaking, Peter rudely interrupted him:

"Captain, you've been observing Black Egg for a while now. I only have one question for you."

"Do you really think that 'Black Egg' is a selfless and upright leader?"

One sentence was enough to silence Captain America.

“Look!” Peter clapped his hands.

"When faced with a difficult question, he stops talking."

Chapter 127 My Avengers

After a long silence, Captain America finally gave a positive answer:

"Perhaps Director Nick's intentions were good, but I really can't agree with some of his methods and practices."

Hearing this, Peter smiled with satisfaction.

He reached out and patted Captain America on the shoulder, then pulled him to sit down next to him.

"Do you really think I'd do a worse job as the bureau chief than him?"

Captain America looked at Peter's very young yet confident face, and after a moment shook his head slightly.

In his mind, although Peter's style of doing things was somewhat unconventional and his personality was far from that of a "gentleman," he was not a particularly wicked person.

That settles it.

Peter shrugged and asked Captain America in a puzzled tone:

"You don't agree with the way black-braised eggs are made."

"At the same time, I can't possibly do any worse than Black Egg..."

"If that's the case, then what are you still hesitating about?"

Captain America opened his mouth, vaguely sensing that something was not quite right, but when the words reached his lips, he didn't know where to begin.

In the end, all I could do was stammer, "Perhaps you are right," while secretly thinking to myself:

Let's wait until Peter calms down a bit before we talk to him properly about the black marinated eggs.

Seeing his preoccupied appearance, Peter couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

Captain, I'd like to see if you'll still speak up for that black egg when I personally dig out a large number of Hydras from within S.H.I.E.L.D.

Peter, intending to disrupt the captain's train of thought and, incidentally, completely bind Tony to his cause, spoke up:

"Speaking of which, as a newly appointed official, I have to achieve some tangible results."

"Therefore, I'm planning a big project to gather some talented people together and establish an official hero organization to handle special situations like tonight's."

"I'm going to name this department... The Avengers!"

If Black Egg were there right now, he would definitely be furious and jump up and down in anger:

Damn it, you used all my words!

Tony glanced at Banner, who was still fast asleep, and then spoke solemnly:

"If it weren't for tonight, I would have said Peter, you're overthinking it."

"But now, all I can say is that I wholeheartedly agree."

"The world has completely spiraled out of control. In order to maintain peace in this country, we must acquire the power to face all unknown challenges."

As soon as Tony finished speaking, Captain America nodded in agreement:

"If you need my help, just let me know. Although I am not very strong, I think my past experience on the battlefield might be of some help."

Peter had been waiting for these two to say this, so he made the decision without hesitation:

“Very well, since that’s the case, then I’ll shamelessly take on the role of the Avengers’ captain.”

"And Tony, you and the Captain will serve as the technical advisor and strategic advisor, respectively!"

Neither of them had any objection to this.

Peter, seeing the captain and Tony, whom he wasn't familiar with but were trying to build a closer relationship so they could work together more comfortably in the future, couldn't help but smile.

One of the main reasons why the Civil War plot appeared in the original movie was that the Avengers were not a united front.

It could even be said that they were completely divided into two factions: the Captain America faction and the Tony faction.

This is why, when external pressure comes even slightly, the internal structure falls apart.

But now, Peter has taken full control and acted as the glue that holds the team together, so there's no need to worry about similar situations happening in the future.

Even if outsiders come up with something like the Sokovia Agreement, Peter is confident that he can easily resolve the crisis by relying on the team's unity and his own fists.

……

The fighter jets enhanced by the Wheel of Fate are extremely fast.

Peter had just finalized the Avengers plans with Captain America and Tony when the fighter jets arrived at S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters in Washington.

As soon as the fighter jet landed, Peter saw three familiar faces:

Phil Coulson, Maria Hill, and Natasha Romanoff.

The three had by then learned through internal channels everything that had happened in Brooklyn, as well as the president's appointment.

Therefore, the three of them looked at Peter with shock, fear, and an unconcealable bewilderment.

“Long time no see, Agent Phil, Agent Maria, and Agent Natasha…” Peter greeted Coulson with a smile.

“Long time no see, Peter… sir.” Coulson first smiled back instinctively, then realized that Peter was now the director, and quickly stood at attention, responding in the standard agent posture.

Hill and Natasha behind him also nodded slightly in respect to Peter.

Peter's gaze swept over the three men, and he then announced bluntly:

"From today onwards, I will take over S.H.I.E.L.D."

"I will make the following arrangements."

"First, the New York branch will be upgraded to S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, and I will be in full charge of it."

"As for Washington, you'll be in charge, Agent Phil. And starting today, you'll be the Deputy Director of S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Huh?!" Coulson's mouth dropped open in an "o" shape.

Happiness came so suddenly, family! Who understands the feeling of salvation of waking up one morning to suddenly become a deputy director!

Peter ignored the shocked Coulson and instead looked at Hill with a mixture of scrutiny and admiration in his eyes.

Hill's temperament and appearance are basically similar to those in the movie universe, but she is even more beautiful, with a cool and elegant female executive vibe.

It makes you want to imagine her wearing red-soled high heels, crossing her legs in black stockings, and looking down at you with a disdainful gaze...

“Agent Maria, you will be my chief secretary from now on. Your main responsibility will be to report to me on any matters that Deputy Director Phil cannot handle.”

"Understood, sir." Hill's reply was swift and decisive, but his inner thoughts were far from calm.

This was undoubtedly a huge leap forward, but she wasn't sure if this young man who had appeared out of nowhere would be a better leader than Nick Fury.

Compared to Hill, whose thoughts were complex, Natasha's expression was more subtle.

She had originally thought that the position of Peter's personal secretary would be hers, but she never expected that it would be given to Hill.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. After all, she's only a level seven agent, and there's still a distance to go before she can become a level eight agent who has access to core intelligence.

Just as she was thinking this to herself, Peter called out her name:

"Agent Natasha".

“Sir.” Black Widow stepped forward.

"From now on, you will take over Agent Phil's position, be responsible for following my orders, and coordinate the work arrangements of all agents."

A strange look flashed across Natasha's face, then she nodded obediently and said, "Yes, ma'am."