Luke was waiting for his first "acquaintance."
It wasn't the God of Thunder, Thor, but Phil Coulson, who was dressed in the standard black suit.
Luke's heart skipped a beat when he saw him.
This was the true leader of the extras.
Whenever he appeared in an important situation, his subordinate extras would die, sometimes all at once, and no one even remembered their faces.
Looking at the image the drone had sent of Phil making a call as he stood in front of the pit, Luke called Robert and told him to come back.
Robert returned in less than ten minutes. He had been in town the whole time and hadn't gone far.
"What is it?" he asked.
Luke pointed at the middle-aged man with a receding hairline on the screen. "Phil Coulson. I heard he's from the FBI's 17th Division."
He instantly noticed that when Robert saw Coulson on the screen, a surprised expression flashed across his face, but he quickly hid it.
