Samuel also painted a big picture for the others; although these people had their own abilities, the Dionysus Factor did not conflict with their abilities.
Equipment, Super Soldier Serum, and the like might not attract some of them, but the Dionysus Factor is definitely a universal draw!
As it turned out, the appearance of the Dionysus Factor indeed made their mood more positive.
Eating and drinking, as time got late, Samuel gave a few instructions one by one, opened a portal, and sent White Queen and the others back to Madripoor.
Afterwards, he opened two more portals and sent Mister Negative and Aunt May home separately.
"It's getting late, rest early after cleaning up, oh, and don't forget to arrange rooms for them."
Samuel instructed the remaining people, then leisurely went upstairs to rest.
The night was uneventful.
The next day.
Power Woman, Godiva, and Killer Frost changed their clothes and were taken out by Jessica Jones to get acquainted with this new World.
Samuel didn't go with them, but instead, for once, leisurely strolled and browsed along the block where the company was located.
Half an hour later, on a park bench, Samuel was basking in the Sun, drinking coffee, and nodded slightly towards the man walking over from a distance.
The man was wearing a proud but not outstanding suit, with a face like an honest old good person.
"May I sit here and rest for a while?" the man asked kindly.
"Sit."
"Thank you."
The man sat down gratefully, turned slightly sideways, seemingly wanting to chat for a few words.
"Are the personnel all deployed?" Samuel took a sip of coffee and asked very casually.
The casual and natural tone almost made the man, who prided himself on being experienced, blurt out an answer, but luckily he reacted in time and put on a bewildered expression.
"What personnel? Sir, You might have mistaken me for someone else."
Samuel glanced at him and said lightly: "Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division Agent, Phil Coulson."
This man was none other than Phil Coulson, the Village Chief of Marvel's Newbie Village, whose hairline hadn't receded yet.
Phil Coulson gave a wry smile and said: "It's me, I just wanted to chat with You, I haven't deployed any personnel."
"Do You think I believe You?" Samuel smiled.
Phil Coulson said: "You can believe me."
Samuel shrugged, then suddenly handed the coffee to Phil Coulson: "Hold this for me."
"Okay."
Phil Coulson took it with a smile, and then saw Samuel raise his hand and snap his fingers.
"Snap!"
The sound was crisp.
Phil Coulson blinked, and just as he was about to ask what he was doing, before he could speak, he saw several people not far away walking towards them with looks of horror and panic.
"No personnel deployed? You can believe me?"
Samuel took the coffee back from the grave-faced Phil Coulson's hand, and casually pointed to the rooftop of the tall building in the distance.
On the rooftop, a sniper in tactical gear waved his hand, and then a red dot aimed at Phil Coulson.
Phil Coulson instantly froze motionless, and said very frankly: "Okay, I admit they are my people, but I have no ill intentions."
"You have no ill intentions, but I do..." Samuel's hand lightly clenched, and a black short staff appeared out of thin air.
Then, he handed it to a young, tall female Agent.
Although the female Agent's expression was panicked, her actions were crisp and neat. After activating the glow of the black short staff, she directly stabbed the defenseless Agents next to her.
One staff, one person!
Golden light flashed, and figures dissipated.
As the female Agent uncontrollably stabbed her colleagues one by one with the black short staff, in the blink of an eye, several Agents vanished into thin air.
Phil Coulson's face changed drastically, he instantly drew his gun and aimed at Samuel, shouting with fury: "Stop, or I'll shoot!"
Samuel glanced at him sideways, leisurely drank his coffee, and said calmly and composedly: "Shoot."
"You think I don't dare!"
Phil Coulson's hand was already resting lightly on the trigger, as if he would pull it hard the next second.
Samuel shook his head: "I don't doubt your courage and decisiveness, I just don't care."
Don't even mention threatening me with a gun, even if You used an atomic bomb, I wouldn't care!
Phil Coulson shouted angrily: "I don't care if You care or not, You... what did You do to them!"
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