After drinking coffee for a while, Coulson took his leave from Zhou Yi's home.
As a high-ranking member of S.H.I.E.L.D., he usually had many things to attend to.
Especially after just reaching an agreement with Zhou Yi, his workload had significantly increased.
However, Coulson was a public servant after all, and this heavy workload was his guarantee for promotion and salary increase.
So, he had nothing to complain about.
There is always a return for effort, and that was true for Coulson, and the same for Zhou Yi.
He agreed to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s cooperation plan, acting as a cover for one of their Agents, helping that Agent infiltrate Raccoon City.
This matter sounded simple, but ultimately, it was just a beginning.
Because in this matter, S.H.I.E.L.D., while outwardly stating it was a fair transaction, actually ceded huge benefits to Zhou Yi.
Their intention was simple: to establish a friendly cooperative relationship with Dawn Knight.
With this relationship, they would have a good foundation for future collaborations.
One-time benefits are not as good as a steady, long-term income; S.H.I.E.L.D.'s high-ranking officials understood this very clearly.
Of course, Zhou Yi also understood this very well.
However, he tacitly approved of this.
Some things he couldn't solve alone, and leveraging external forces was the best solution.
And S.H.I.E.L.D., at present, was undoubtedly a very good collaborator.
They could completely form a mutually supportive relationship.
Zhou Yi could provide them with Advanced power, while S.H.I.E.L.D. could provide him with ample human and material resources.
However, this kind of cooperation was only at the most basic level.
He did not want to be branded with the mark of this agency, which had obvious Government ties.
So, he needed to maintain an aloof stance, and this also meant that he could not be completely tied to this war machine.
At the very least, he needed a chance to jump off and escape.
Of course, not getting on the car at all would be the best situation.
After seeing Coulson off, Zhou Yi spent some time watching his little maid busy herself.
It wasn't until the happy little maid finished her work and he coaxed her to bed that he left his home.
By this time, the Sun had already risen in the sky.
The Vampire girl's biological clock was completely opposite to that of humans.
When the Sun rose and humans began their day's labor, it was precisely when she entered her dormancy.
This physiological habit couldn't be called good, but it couldn't be called bad either.
At least for Zhou Yi, it was more beneficial than detrimental.
Because he could use this difference to deal with problems concerning other women.
Soon, he flew to Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters.
Because it was close to Christmas, the school had already stopped classes.
Many Children had been picked up by their parents and taken home.
Of course, an even larger portion remained.
Most of these Children were orphans or abandoned.
Taking care of their lives was the most important daily work for the teachers at the academy.
But now, they might need to take care of themselves.
With only three teachers, they had to learn to take care of themselves.
But thankfully, they seemed to be doing quite well.
The older students voluntarily took care of their younger siblings.
Some people began to take over the work of administrators, maintaining the facilities in the school and cleaning.
It must be said that, in the hands of these strange students with various abilities, these tasks were done quite well.
At least in Zhou Yi's assessment, it had reached a level worthy of receiving a salary.
Of course, no one here paid these Children, and precisely because of this, their actions seemed even more commendable.
It could be seen that they truly loved this school.
However, if Professor Charles no longer existed, this school, which they considered home, would also cease to exist.
As it stood, without Charles's protection, Ororo and the others would be completely unable to stop those who harbored various intentions towards these Mutant Children.
The reason Ororo looked so haggard was that she had temporarily taken over Professor Charles's work, and taking over his work naturally meant shouldering the immense pressure he bore.
And in the face of this pressure, she still seemed too fragile.
She was far from as strong and composed as Professor Charles.
In just one week, she had already experienced an overwhelming, suffocating pressure.
This was also why they were eager to find Professor Charles.
Because besides the Professor, no one else could now bear the heavy responsibility of protecting the school.
Zhou Yi also hoped to bring the Professor back as soon as possible.
The Professor was the school's protector; he had protected Ororo, Jean, and Charisse for many years, and from this perspective alone, Zhou Yi owed him, because he had protected his most important people when Zhou Yi was still weak.
At the same time, the Professor was also his most suitable partner.
His powerful ability was an excellent aid to Zhou Yi.
In dealing with the crises to come, Professor Charles's power was absolutely an indispensable part.
Scanning Xavier's Mansion, Zhou Yi began to search for his primary target.
Surprisingly, his primary targets were not Ororo and Jean, but a huge fellow covered in blue fur, looking like a Beast.
Beast Hank, this was the fellow he was looking for.
Generally speaking, this fellow rarely appeared in the academy.
And fortunately, due to Professor Charles's disappearance, he had to stay in this place first.
So, Zhou Yi quickly found his trace.
Then, he quickly walked towards this target.
Beast Hank, this name was just his nickname.
His full name was Hank McCoy, the Secretary of the U.S. Mutant Affairs Department.
This was also the highest position a Mutant had obtained in a human department.
However, for the grim situation between Mutants and humans, his position did not play a significant role.
But this did not indicate his incompetence.
On the contrary, he was a Genius-level inventor.
During the Cold War, he developed many miraculous things.
For example, Professor Charles's Cerebro device, the principle of which he proposed.
In addition, the academy's supersonic fighter blackbird was also developed and manufactured by him.
Of course, he also developed a Mutant ability-suppressing Agent, but he failed.
Because of this failed Agent, he turned into his current blue-furred Beast appearance.
You actually can't imagine that he used to be a seemingly frail scientific youth.
But now he's a proper big, burly Beast type.
When Zhou Yi walked into this factory-like workshop, Beast Hank, wearing glasses, clearly noticed his presence.
He moved his massive body from under the blackbird fighter, found a rag to wipe his hands, and said.
"Hello, Mr. Zhou Yi.
You should be in a hospital bed right now, what wind blew you here?"
The two shook hands, and Zhou Yi went straight to the point.
"I can't stand lying in a hospital bed while conscious.
Especially when there's a lot of things that need to be resolved.
So I won't waste words.
Mr. Hank, do you know General William Stryker?"
"Stryker?
I have some impression; he's always been at odds with us due to family reasons.
What's wrong, is there a problem?"
Hank, who had once served as the Professor's assistant, recalled briefly, mentioning it.
However, he did not explicitly mention the tragedy of Stryker's family.
It was a tragic story, and recalling it would not bring a good mood.
"I have definite intelligence proving that the Professor was captured by General Stryker.
If you say he's always resented the Professor because of his family, I'm afraid now is the time for his revenge."
Zhou Yi directly stated the situation, and upon hearing his words, Hank immediately crushed the glasses on his forehead.
"Where did you get this information from?
Is it reliable?"
When he picked up Ororo and the others, Hank already knew about the young billionaire's other identity.
He didn't doubt his source of information; asking again was just to confirm it further.
"S.H.I.E.L.D., if you can't remember, I can tell you its original name, Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division."
"Oh, it's them, I remember them.
Just to the right of the post office, their service attitude is super bad, and their pizza is super expensive.
I really don't know why they're so crazy to come up with such a long and stinky name.
Does a long name attract a lot of customers?"
The one speaking was naturally not Beast Hank, who called himself a scholar, but a masked fellow who had appeared on the blackbird fighter at some unknown point, dressed in a flamboyant red tight-fitting uniform.
At this moment, he was hanging on the wing in a slouching posture, staring at Zhou Yi and Hank with dead fish eyes from a completely inverted angle.
"Who are you?
When did you come in?"
Hank immediately asked.
As a Mutant with superhuman physical abilities, his awareness of his surroundings was almost to the point where not even a rustle of wind or grass could escape him.
But honestly, this time he hadn't detected at all how this strange fellow had gotten in.
It was as if this guy had appeared out of thin air.
"Oh ho ho, good question, cute little blue kitty.
My Lord Wade, handsome and dashing, gives your question ten thumbs up, by the way.
For your appearance, My Lord Wade can only give two thumbs up."
The strange fellow suddenly disappeared and then reappeared, bouncing from behind the plane's fuselage all the way to the front in a classic little ballet pose, chattering glibly as he bounced.
"I am the World's most professional mercenary, and also the World's most charming villain.
I love life, I love beautiful women, and of course, I love money even more.
If I had to choose one, I'd take 'em all, damn it.
I can shoot, and my aim is pretty good."
Speaking of this, he pulled out two handguns of considerable caliber from his thighs and immediately began to shoot wildly.
For a moment, ricocheting bullets were flying everywhere, forcing the two people present to dodge as much as possible.
"Of course, I also wield knives.
See, aren't my movements very graceful?"
After a chaotic burst of gunfire, he drew two katanas from his back, and for a moment, the gleaming silver light of the blades filled all the space around him, resulting in one neat cut after another appearing on the blackbird fighter.
"Moreover, I can also drive all kinds of vehicles.
Look!"
After the strange fellow disappeared again, he reappeared in the cockpit of the blackbird fighter.
"I can drive this big guy, oh My God.
I pressed so many things, why isn't this thing moving?"
Beast Hank couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth upon hearing this muffled voice, muttering.
"Am I going to tell you that I just took out the generator and engine for maintenance?"
"In short!"
The strange fellow bounced in front of the two again, waving his arms and shouting.
"Before your eyes is the experienced, skilled, super mercenary who has everything you want, does everything you say, the super handsome guy of the mercenary World, the ultimate enthusiast of tight suits.
Known as Wade Wilson, who resells money, doesn't do things, and doesn't necessarily do proper things even with money.
Known in the Jianghu as the super invincible, cute, and charming little Deadpool, that embarrassing nickname is for me."
"So, what are you still hesitating for, quickly pick up your phones and transfer money to this account, the more you recharge, the more rewards you get!"
Deadpool, after disappearing again, returned from somewhere with a pile of petals.
He scattered them while circling the two.
When he reached the end, he quietly leaned into Zhou Yi's ear and whispered, "The first place winner gets my ** autographed photo, what are you waiting for?"
"I'm waiting for this!"
Zhou Yi, whose nerves had been shattered by this barrage of chatter, directly pulled out the gun from his thigh and fired a shot straight at his forehead.
The bullet instantly pierced through his brain, a wound that made Hank momentarily think Zhou Yi had killed him.
But no, a few minutes later, the fellow lying stiff on the ground suddenly gave a thumbs up.
"Nice shot, pal.
I've been fed up with this chatterbox for a long time.
By the way, who taught you to shoot so well, Deadpool?"
This was the first person to be so verbose after being shot through the brain.