"We have caused unimaginable damage to this land." Storm is also in the protection circle, and her focus of observation is different from that of ordinary people.
Bella actually discovered a long time ago that as more and more insects died at the scene, the energy of the god of death became weaker and weaker. These lost energies will not disappear out of thin air. According to her observation, they should have returned to the natural environment with the corpses of those insects.
This canyon may have been a paradise for insects before, but after today it is definitely a good place to build a mausoleum! The heavy dead air here makes her very uncomfortable.
She doesn't care about the ecological problems of the canyon. After this incident, she will never come here again. Whether it is a place of death or not has nothing to do with her.
Bella has always focused on the god of death. From the current form, this guy is not a human form, not a gas smoke-like thing. It seems to be a thing with wings. It is unclear what it is.
Not only did she add invisibility, but she also wrapped herself tightly with a thick quilt, leaving only two eyes exposed to observe the outside world.
Even with such tight protection, she was bitten by insects twice during the battle. A large purple-red lump appeared on the back of her hand. She was so painful that she could only grit her teeth and bear it.
The battle lasted for a whole night. In the early morning of the next day, the rich vitality in the canyon had been consumed. Now, let alone the Indians, even if they called the Far Star people, they could not survive in this canyon. Ghosts could be vaguely seen under the sun. Who could bear this!
Death destroyed all the vitality in the canyon and replaced the original curse with another curse.
"That guy seems to have disappeared?" Storm said uncertainly.
No one could answer this question. The survivors and agents were exhausted. Even Bella had no strength and looked wilted.
Everyone went to a nearby town to rest. Bella did not feel any omen of death. She lay on the bed and fell asleep soon.
In the canyon, the agent named FBI, who was actually SHIELD, came and went.
Victoria Hand was still in charge of the team, but her subordinates were all new faces. There were many more technicians in this team than combatants.
They took out various high-end instruments, put on tight protective clothing, and launched a dragnet search in the canyon.
In the afternoon of that day, they found a pool of sticky liquid with a strong pungent smell in the area south of the center of the canyon.
The liquid was about one meter in diameter, and no one touched it, but the dark brown liquid seemed to have its own life and kept moving in another direction.
"Sir, there is also a pool of strange liquid two hundred meters to the west."
"Sir, there is also one in the northeast."
Victoria Hand had expected this: "Collect them in batches, put them into alloy boxes for sealing and storage, code them as X-1187, X-1188, X-1189, codenamed Death, and the place of detention is the cabin in the woods."
She then picked up the phone: "Nick Fury, I have completed your mission, remember your promise."
The other end of the phone said: "Of course, I will transfer the investment you need to your laboratory account before the sun sets today."
Victoria Hand hung up the phone quickly, and she sighed softly. These days, it is not easy for anyone to live!
High school students have their own troubles, and she also has heavy tasks on her shoulders. For her ideals and for herself, she does not allow herself to stop.
But this time she took most of Bella's credit for herself. In the past, a high school student would be greedy, so who could do anything to her?
However, she had a good eye for people and felt that Bella was not an ordinary high school student. You know, at the most critical moment, even Claire was a little flustered, and some elite female agents were far inferior to Bella. Why was she so calm?
Victoria Hand believed that the other party had a trump card that she didn't know about. She had to embezzle the credit, but she didn't want to make a grudge against Bella because of this. She was going to send the benefits to her later and completely settle the whole thing.
"Ah--" Yawning, Bella stretched her waist and the skin between her waist and abdomen shone brightly in the sun.
There is no sign of death, no vampires to harass, this is real life!
She guessed that the Grim Reaper was dead, and even if he was not dead, he couldn't jump out to kill people in a short time.
The agents evacuated one after another. They were very busy. There was no need to stay in this town without a death crisis.
The survivors also had to return to Arizona. They also had to sue Trans World Airlines for a huge compensation.
They had no way to deal with demons and monsters, but they were experts in suing, protesting, and even winning the sympathy of ordinary people in front of the media. In this regard, Bella still needed to continue learning.
Storm left alone. She just accepted Professor Charles' commission to come here to investigate the matter. Once the matter was resolved, she could leave naturally.
Claire and her brother also said goodbye to Bella. The brother and sister did not want to step into the spotlight and be watched. In addition, it was not difficult for mercenaries to make money.
They were not as poor as Bella, so they gave up the compensation directly. Chris also handled the transfer procedures for Claire.
"Goodbye, Bella."
"Goodbye, Claire."
Bella was finally ready to leave, but Victoria Hand stopped her and invited her to have coffee.
Taking off the black vest of the agent, Victoria Hand's usual dress was much more exquisite.
The maroon suit, plus eight-centimeter high heels, she also wore a pair of wide-rimmed glasses in a bookish manner, looking like a university professor.
The elder sister who pursued the principle of selfishness asked kindly, "Bella, which university are you going to apply for?"
University is Bella's next important goal, and she also secretly did some screening.
Professor John Gray's Bard College is a good choice.
Bard College, built in 1860, is one of the top liberal arts colleges in the United States, but! The tuition of this school is very expensive! According to Bella's understanding, the tuition for one year is at least 70,000 US dollars!
Let's not talk about whether she has 70,000 US dollars. Even if she has it, she dare not go! Where is that place? It is the New York of the Marvel world! A brick falling can hit two superheroes and a super criminal. What a terrible place! ?
I can't go there even if I kill myself! The farther away from New York she goes to school, the better. Although she doesn't agree with it, because of her birthplace, she can basically be regarded as a westerner now.
Easterners and westerners in the United States despise each other, northerners look down on southerners, and people in the middle are pitied by everyone. Westerners like her will definitely encounter all kinds of messy hidden discrimination when they go to eastern cities.
There is not much room for choice.
"My grades were good enough for the History Department at Stanford University, but I had too little social practice."
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