I Become Deathstroke-Chapter 549 - 511: Recruiting Troops and Horses

Tonight Su Ming doesn’t plan to rest, but instead is preparing to write some teaching materials for the school. Although he doesn’t have a high academic level, the teaching materials for ideological education must be written by himself.

’Still lacking people, sigh, useful talents are really scarce these days.’

Su Ming, while lying on the desk writing furiously, couldn’t help but sigh.

In distant Hawaii, an old man sleeping in a thatched house suddenly felt a chill for some reason and woke up from a dream.

He dreamt that his life’s work was stolen by Hydra spies, and he was shot in the chest and died, unable to speak before he died, only able to tap Steve’s chest to make him remember his true intentions.

But suddenly, everything changed, a black-and-yellow mask came at him, grabbed him amidst sinister laughter, then soared to the sky, rushing out of Earth.

The old man woke up scared.

But this made him a lot clearer, he wasn’t killed, he was kidnapped by Deathstroke.

The legendary Demon of New York City streets.

But the Demon didn’t kill him, instead threw him to Hawaii? And had his men supervise him in growing pineapples?

Dr. Erskine had imagined many outcomes for himself, but had absolutely not considered becoming a farmer.

It’s been two years now, this damned place is like spring all year round, he doesn’t know how many crops of pineapples he’s grown, when will this life come to an end?

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The next morning, Su Ming handed the dictionary-thick ’Ideology and Morality’ textbook to Hamill, lucky for him he’s a super soldier, quick both in action and brain, only a night to complete such a ’masterpiece’.

Hamill flipped through a few pages, raised an eyebrow as he read, closed the book.

"I will savor this."

"Alright, I’m off to Europe, visit a few friends, find some good things, and see if I can get some students back for you."

"Bon voyage."

Hamill directly opened a teleportation gate for Su Ming, straight to the London Temple.

Alright, having a mage around sure is convenient, although his suspended ring isn’t as effortlessly casual as The Ancient One’s, it’s much better than transferring at the Hell hub.

Arriving at the London Temple, it’s still as magnificent and grand, countless apprentices walk around, the resident Great Mage leisurely reclines on the sofa stroking his beard.

"Master Wilson." He greeted Su Ming with a smile, the crescent-shaped glasses flashed a gleam.

"Hello, Master."

Su Ming realized The Ancient One had informed the students of something, now everyone calls him Master.

The old man stood up holding his cane: "Master Wilson graces the London Sanctuary, please, have tea in the living room."

Su Ming wants to know some recent happenings in London, so despite the old man being a mischievous elder, he has to chat a bit.

Following the old man up and down stairs in the temple, left and right, it’s almost like a maze in here, finally reaching the living room.

The furniture used should be Indian rosewood, and the tea set is rimmed with gold, this place is practically like an imperial palace.

"Sugar in your tea?" The old man personally poured tea, the exquisite tea tray emitted crisp clinking sounds.

"Sugar, no laxatives." Su Ming sat in a nearby chair, took off his helmet and placed it on the table.

"Haha, Master is quite humorous."

The old man sat beside him, bringing up the tea cup.

"I have some questions for you, how is Mr. Sinister I left with you last time?" Su Ming took a small sip, how cold, it’s iced tea!

"Hmm? Mr. Sinister who?" The old man looked baffled.

"The one I sent over last time, with a red dot on his forehead that." Su Ming gestured on his forehead with his hand.

The elder master suddenly realized, slapped his thigh: "Oh, you mean experimental subject 9527, he’s fine, still alive."

"Alive is good, don’t let him die, he has many special abilities, the X Gene has significant research value."

Su Ming nodded, the code number 9527 should be lifelong? 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Yes, we’re currently conducting an observational experiment, looking at his reaction when a Spiritual Octopus from the Seventh Dimension parasitizes him."

The elder master spoke calmly, it’s all for magical research.

"Hmm, as long as you find research value in him."

Why is The Ancient One preparing to create Hogwarts while this side feels like Lord of the Rings? Is the elder master planning to produce Strong Orcs?

Still, with Mr. Sinister gone, how will Cable appear? It seems some future events occurred without Su Ming’s knowledge.

But now it’s not important, Su Ming, while sipping iced tea, chatted with the old man about town affairs, according to him, the United Kingdom has many mages, all on the invisible battlefield.

In the mystical field’s dark war, the Allies mages currently have the advantage.

Public living standards? Still the same, potatoes, fried fish, resources rationed, even biscuits are considered precious.

However, this has nothing to do with the temple mages, they can even go back to Kama Taiji for meals.

Due to Monac’s reason, the elder master has recently paid quite some attention to those superheroes, it’s said Captain America Steve, aside from the World-Shocking Team, also replaced Nick Fury in leading the Roaring Assault Team’s operations.

But it seems lately Steve and Colonel Philip aren’t getting along very well.

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Because of Nick Fury.

The Colonel blamed the failure of the last Paris mission on Fury, and now he’s been assigned to clean, mop floors, and make coffee at headquarters.

Steve insists it’s his mistake and wants to take the blame, but the Colonel won’t let him take the fall.

Captain America is very prominent right now; even if mistakes are made, they must be the fault of the subordinates. As a spiritual totem during war, Steve can’t be wrong and won’t be wrong.

The military says you did no wrong, so that’s the truth!

However, the mission’s failure is real, and someone has to take the blame. Although Steve reported encountering Deathstroke in the war zone, the blame can’t easily be shifted, nor can it be arbitrarily thrown around.

Deathstroke entering SSR headquarters is like taking a stroll; he’s clearly very familiar with everyone. No one wants to wake up in the middle of the night and see the black-and-yellow figure standing at their bedside, being stared at by the crimson single eye....

The person in charge of the mission at the time was Agent 13, Peggy Carter, and by rights, she should be held accountable.

But everyone knows Agent 13 and Captain America have an ambiguous relationship, and punishing Peggy would affect Steve’s combat effectiveness.

Colonel Philip thought about it and decided to stick with tradition. There’s a Black man in the team, so let’s follow military tradition and let the Black man take the fall, perfect.

Fury is as cunning as a fox, and he certainly understands Philip’s reasoning, but this incident inadvertently brings him closer to Steve, and he feels it’s worth it.

So the Black man immediately took on all the responsibility willingly, even putting on a heroic show.

Steve was very touched and frequently went to protest to Colonel Philip. To avoid unnecessary trouble, the Colonel sent the whole Roaring Assault Team to Norway.

’If they love to cause trouble so much, help the locals organize a guerrilla team.’

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The Elder Master gave Su Ming a lot of intelligence, even knowing where SSR’s secret headquarters in London is located. These pieces of information are quite interesting, and the Elder Master spoke with enthusiasm.

Beyond that, there’s nothing much. The mages are also paying attention to the Cosmic Rubik’s Cube, but Red Skull clearly has hidden it very well.

"I’m leaving my gear with you temporarily, I have some business at SSR." Su Ming took off his armor, carrying only a dagger and a pistol for weapons: "Don’t mess with my sword, it’s deadly."

"Ahem, I’m too old to lift such weapons." The Elder Master pretended to look weak.

Su Ming thought about it and felt unsure, so he simply sent the equipment to Kama Taiji and asked The Ancient One to look after it for a while.

As Su Ming stepped into the Teleportation Gate, he seemed to hear the Elder Master make a disappointed ’tch’ sound.

Sure enough, he wanted to study Deathstroke’s weapons.

It was quite normal; even The Ancient One was attracted by the dazzling light emitted by the Godslayer, not to mention the other curious mages.

Su Ming now wore only a suit and coat formed by Strangulation, and the Magic Floating Cloak had turned into a long scarf, with Su Ming’s face exposed.

Upon returning to London, he exchanged US Dollars for some Pounds and found a place to make a call on the roadside, directly contacting the military to ask Philip to bring the ’US Army’s largest food supplier’ into headquarters by car.

Su Ming could sponsor SSR more, but he wanted a person; a school always needs a female teacher, having only Hamill as a male is inconvenient.

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Lorin swore she’d never seen Colonel Philip smile so brightly.

After accompanying a one-eyed businessman who seemed to be wearing a leather coat to see the recent achievements of SSR, the two went to the conference room for a lengthy meeting.

Since facing Deathstroke last time, Lorin no longer worked as a special agent but became a clerk, primarily handling documents and phone calls, rather dull work, though Peggy would occasionally return to accompany her.

But now, watching Colonel Philip walk out of the conference room with eyes nearly lost in his smile, she couldn’t help but find it amusing.

Indeed, capitalists hold the most power, huh? The call instructing Colonel Philip to receive the guest surprisingly came from Admiral Panxing’s secretary.

Even though Philip might feel it inappropriate to bring people into the secret headquarters, it’s an order with no room for protest.

He was slightly displeased initially, but eventually smiled broadly.

Lorin guessed the businessman must have offered Philip considerable benefits; the man exuded a remarkable aura and a reserved smile, like one always holding winning cards, undoubtedly a very successful person.

Philip is a decent military man, so the benefits shouldn’t be for his personal gain but rather for everyone at SSR.

"What could it be? Funding? Food supplies? New military uniforms?"

Lorin propped her elbows on the desk, resting her head as she gazed afar, longing for new military uniforms as the sleeves of her current one were nearly worn out.

However, she saw the two approaching her direction, with everyone around standing to salute.

"Lorin Soldier!" Colonel Philip slightly restrained his smile, though he seemed unable to hold it back, making his tone sound peculiar even when issuing orders.

"Here! Sir!" Lorin stood to salute, though a strange look appeared in her eyes.

"Congratulations, you’ve been promoted. The promotion order comes from Army Headquarters." At this point, Philip’s expression turned awkward, as these rear-echelon people are truly absurd, selling ranks to please a big businessman.

Unlike him, his decision to transfer Lorin was solely for SSR’s interests, entirely different.

"Thank you, sir!" Lorin was somewhat pleased, knowing Colonel Philip well; surely, he wasn’t finished speaking.

"You’ve been promoted to Lieutenant." Philip lowered his voice, as second-class soldiers being promoted to lieutenant was unheard of; these officials are....

With many people around, he nearly couldn’t bear to say it.

"Ah?" Lorin was startled, expecting a promotion to Sergeant, yet somehow she’s suddenly an officer?

"Don’t thank me, thank him." Philip sidestepped a little. "This is Mr. Slade Wilson, the owner of Wilson Enterprises, and your next tasks will be issued by Headquarters, meaning you’re no longer under my command."

Philip stepped away slightly.

Su Ming then stepped forward, holding Lorin’s small hand to his lips lightly: "Your perfume is manufactured by my factory, I believe we’ll get along well in the future..."