Seeing Melinda pick up the axe that symbolized unknown, Evanson immediately took several steps back, guarded his hands in front of him and shouted, "Once once a month, half a year is about the end, it really can't be faster!"

"Really?" Melinda lowered the axe in her hand slightly, but not completely.

"Really!" Evanson said with great certainty. "If you are not afraid of your body becoming like Taylor, it doesn't matter if I give you all the strength at once."

"Well... Then I'll believe you for the time being." Melinda thought about Taylor's original appearance. Although she could sacrifice her power for the sake of her strength, it would be a little too expensive to become that ghost.

"So as the stage improves, how powerful will my power be?" Melinda then threw the axe aside and asked.

"At this stage, you can only transform some simple structures." Seeing Melinda throwing her axe, Evanson put his heart in his stomach. "For example, swords, bows and arrows. It's a little more complicated to hit things like crossbows."

"That's all?" Melinda was a little dissatisfied with this level of power.

"Don't underestimate yourself. Now even if you throw a stone out, it will have the power of a grenade." Evanson explained.

"It's almost the same." Melinda nodded. "What's next?"

"As the strength increases, you can convert some complex things. For example, weapons such as guns. In the end, you can convert a fighter jet. If you can withstand it yourself, it will be fine to convert a battleship."

Evanson said as he moved the pressure cooker on the table to the side, plugged in the power supply and turned it into insulation mode. It seemed that he was preparing to wait for Melinda to boil the pot next time she came.

"So with your current ability, armor and sword are necessary." Evanson said extremely seriously.

"It seems like this, but..." Melinda seemed to accept this concept a little, but she raised a new question. "But what about the mount? The knight needs to be equipped with armor and swords, but it needs to have a mount."

"Well..." Evanson pondered for a long time, and secretly glanced at Claya, meaning that there was no mount in your inventory, right?

The latter shook his head slightly, nonsense, I was selling the 2D surroundings under the name of a mysterious supply store. I have a vest, but who would tie a horse in the store?

"That... mount..." Evanson thought, could he find a horse to fill some blood and sell it to her? But in the end he gave up this idea and gave a reason and said, "You must know that the Teutonic Knight is very good at dismounting and fighting, so the Chaos Knight is also proficient in this."

"Ah?" Melinda was stunned. Is it really okay to use the Teutonic Knights as a metaphor? They are genuine Catholic believers.

"Besides, within three stages at most, you can convert motorcycles with the Ghost Rider with one click. I don't need to find a way for you to ride or something." Evanson waved his hand and said.

"Hmph!" Melinda snorted coldly, wanting to ask what she was asking.

But at this time, I suddenly realized that Habs had a cell phone in his mouth.

"Habs, it's been a long time no see!" Evanson said sarcastically, gritting his teeth, his voice full of resentment.

Because since the Supreme Master left, the curtain of the Shura Field was opened, and the demons Evanson raised were all flickering without any loyalty!

Although these guys usually live in a mess, they understand the situation very well. When they saw the situation, they found that this was obviously not something they could participate in.

This is not suitable to stay below and watch his master be beaten, but it is even more inappropriate if he goes up to help. So he is not upset and has a pair of eyes. He decided to go upstairs and fly chess downstairs.

"Who called?" Evanson asked angrily, suppressing the urge to strangle Habs to death.

"Slaves." Habs said as he put his phone on, his contemptuous expression particularly prominently on his Husky's face.

"Who?" Evanson was stunned when he took the phone. Is there such a person among the people he knew?

But just when he was confused, a strange cry suddenly came from his phone, "You stupid dog dare to call me like this, I will send you into the laboratory to slice it, and then stew the rest into soup and drink it!"

This voice almost made Evanson throw his phone out. He looked at Melinda with a blank expression and found that she was also stunned.

Because the sound coming from the phone was their boss, Nick Fury, the current director of SHIELD.

"Hmph! You Cocoa beans, listen." Habs looked down on Nick Fury's threat and snorted coldly, "First of all, you call me a stupid dog first, which is a very serious offense to the dignity of this dog! So if you call me Your Excellency Habs or Mr. Dog next time, I may be more polite to you."

Before Habs could finish his voice, a strange scream came from the other end of the phone, but this time the meaning was not clear. It was obvious that our director was already madly angry.

This made Melinda immediately startled at Habs. Although she had heard of it before, she really didn't expect that Director Fury, who could remain calm in the face of the invasion of the Zitaris, would be forced to be so rude by a dog...

"Well, Director, I'm Evanson. It's all my fault for not being strict in discipline. Don't be angry with a dog. What are you asking me for?" Evanson saw that it was almost done, and took his cell phone and said. There's no way, who told me to point at someone and pay the salary now.

"Evanson..." The voice on the other end of the phone obviously took a deep breath several times, and it seemed that he was very angry. But after he breathed evenly and told the reason why he called, it was Evanson's turn to scream.

"What did you say? Tell me a little more clearly." Evanson shouted "What does something wrong with Colson?"

"Have you been able to successfully resurrect him?" Evanson asked with a serious expression, and reached out to block it with one hand. After hearing the news, Melinda rushed over immediately.

"No, the resurrection plan is very successful." Nick Fury said in his phone, "but after he was resurrected, something was very wrong."

"By the way, Melinda is there?" Finally Nick Fury asked in confusion. "I saw his car parked at your door."

"Yes, she's right next to me," Evanson admitted. The agent's car had satellite locations, and this kind of thing could not be hidden at all. Then he said with a wicked smile, "She is here to discuss with me about my disability allowance."

Melinda next to her was stunned, and finally took out her mobile phone helplessly, opened the online banking and operated it. Qian grandson said this, so she had to finish the trick with him.

"..." Nick Fury was obviously silent. Damn, didn't she know everything about her embarrassment just now? No! "Then Colson's affairs just now, she..."

"Sorry, she got it." Evanson said.

"Oh, forget it." Nick Fury sighed and said, "Anyway, she will be involved in the later stage."

"But you have to go and see what happened to Colson now," Nick Fury said.

"Okay, I'll go to the headquarters right away." Evanson agreed, and then he tidied up and called everyone up. "But don't worry, I'll need some time to drive over."

"You don't have to drive here," Nick Fury said.

"Huh? Why?" Evanson and his party heard this as soon as they came out of the basement.

"Because Colson is not at the headquarters, you can't drive there."

Evanson was stunned when he heard this, and then he silently put down his phone. Because Nick Fury was just walking in through the main door while saying this.

"Doesn't there be a phone bill for SHIELD to call?" Evanson asked with his hands spread out, "You are near my house, you can't come in and say something in person, do you have to make a phone call and show off?"

"I'm calling the other party's paying phone number." Nick Fury put his phone in his arms and said calmly.

"I just feel it now..." Evanson shook his head and said, "There is a necessary reason for Habs to scold you."
Chapter completed!