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"That costs money, twenty five kilos of gold, I can tell you about the mysticism." Chris began to reach for the money, making his status as a businessman clear from the start.
"Hmph, you don't seem to know who I am!" Red Skull grunted, feeling offended.
Chris took a drag on his cigarette, spat out the ring of smoke, raised his index finger and shook it, "Our organisation is spread across the galaxy, and all I can tell you is that we're a lowly civilisation. Outside of Earth there are higher civilisations, there are technologically advanced cosmic empires, there are also magically brilliant kingdoms, our so-called religious beliefs are really just a trace left by them".
"Really? How do you prove that?" Red Skull was interested, indeed, he believed in what Chris said, the lost Tesseract was the best evidence.
"Give me another twenty-five kilos of gold, if one gram less, the deal is ended!" Chris raised his index finger again, indicating a price increase.
The Red Skull was a little annoyed, but also a little in agreement, " Money is not a problem, I can give you money, but you sure you can take it away?"
Not long after, a soldier came in carrying a box, the heavy sound indicating that it was indeed fifty kilos of gold.
Chris waved his hand and directly exchanged the gold for CP, and a few gold bars were not pure gold, which were not accepted by the Conqueror Store.
"These are fake, business should be honest, HYDRA hasn't reached that level of decay, has it? Even the League of Assassins and the Court of Owls are more than you to keep the word! How to deal it, see for yourself."Chris's expression was extremely contemptuous.
The Red Skull was shaken! What is the League of Assassins? The place where Batman Bruce Wayne learned his trade!
And the Court of Owls is an organisation formed by the upper echelons of Gotham City to maintain their order and interests!
As the leader of the most powerful branch of HYDRA, Red Skull knows the names of both organisations.
The average person wouldn't have been aware of this, and those who did know were undoubtedly individuals with a certain level of knowledge or expertise, so he had to compromise under Chris's confident and domineering posture and let his subordinates go and get the gold bars again.
Having money makes things easier.
"Alright, when it comes to mysticism, we have to talk about mutants. Mutants are individuals who have activated hidden genes within the human population. Not everyone has superpowers, and not everyone with superpowers can activate their abilities. Some people activate their abilities at a young age, while others may never be able to activate them throughout their lives."
"However, there is one superpower that many people possess, and you have it too!" Chris began to speak tongue-in-cheek.
"I have superpower?" The Red Skull's expression was puzzled, obviously he had been tricked.
Chris pulled out a banknote, "The superpower of money! Money is the truth, you can get most things you want, this is the superpower of money!"
The corner of Red Skull's eye twitched slightly, he felt fooled, "I'm not talking about this money power! I'm talking about real superpowers!"
Chris shrugged, "At least I've seen a lot of them, there are mutants who can shoot lasers out of their eyes. There are mutants who can adapt to different environments and develop gills to breathe in water. Each mutant ability is unique, but among them, there are both powerful and less useful ones..."
"What kind of power?" Red Skull wondered.
"To grow barbs and turn into a hedgehog. Isn't that kind of power a weakness? If you don't control it well during sex, it could kill a woman. Or mutate a frog's head, tongue like a frog, and would like to eat insects. These may not be the most useless, but the actual combat effect is really weak" Chris gave two examples.
Red Skull frowned, "How do I know the mutants you mentioned exist?"
"There's one in your barracks, oh yeah, what's his name, Klaus Schmidt, same as yours, haha! He's a mutant, but I wouldn't advise you to mess with him, he's got some scary mutant powers." Chris blew out a ring of smoke.
Klaus Schmidt, the name Sebastian Shaw used in the barrack.
"By the way, where's that woman who was just pointing a gun at me down there? She's pretty hot. Are you interested in making a deal to sell her to me? I'll fuck her up!!!" Chris added another sentence, his eyes turning ice-cold.
Red Skull's expression was strange, "You don't know her identity?"
"How am I supposed to know if you don't tell me, I don't have time to ask an irrelevant personnel question." Chris waved his hand with a look of annoy.
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