"Well, my business is special, so don't complain. Since the shares have been sold, bring them directly to Washington and I'll sign them." Wesley put down the phone and called his relatives to talk.
The next day, Kyle and Phillip came to Washington. Wesley went out and signed the papers, but now he was a real billionaire. League Games had an estimated market value of $350 billion, and one percent of its shares was worth $3.5 billion, but it was not listed yet. It needed to be sold at a premium, and there were too many people buying it. Kyle finally split the ten percent directly into ten shares and sold them as auction items. In the end, Wesley got $40.5 billion in cash.
He was really rich now. He called Tony Stark directly. "Tony, did you send me the bill?"
"Not yet. I know you sold shares, but I didn't give you the bill when you went to the Realm of the Gods, and I didn't have a chance to tell you when His Majesty Odin came."
"Well, give me the bill. I'll transfer the money to you and I'll write a copy on the investor. It's a good tax-free opportunity."
"Haven't you always looked down on tax exemption?" Tony Stark asked.
"Yes, I won't invest in it for tax exemption. I need to be tax exempted when I really want to invest."
"It's a strange idea, but there's no problem. I admire you. The bill has been sent to your email. It's estimated to cost $1.2 billion, mainly in equipment procurement. If it is put into operation, there will be a fixed cost and an unexpected cost."
"Then I'll transfer $2 billion to you directly. Phillip will be in charge of this. By the way, I also have an assistant named Evelyn Salter. She will follow up," Wesley said.
"You have an assistant? Is she a beauty?" Tony Stark was interested.
"It's really sexy, but she's an undercover agent sent by the CIA. I basically don't get along with her. I arrange things for her to do. Agents are good."
"Damn, why is the CIA interested in you?"
"They're just interested in S.H.I.E.L.D. Okay, let's not talk about it anymore. Let's hurry up and build it." Wesley put down the phone and made a few more calls to arrange the funding and legal issues. Then he left it alone.
The mission was always very sudden, but fortunately, Wesley had finished dealing with his personal matters and did not waste any time. Everyone in the conference room began to look at the information together. In Norway's National Forest Park, someone broke through the trees. When the deep forest administrator went to stop him, one of the women attacked and sent an administrator flying. With just a push, a strong administrator was sent flying more than ten meters away. This was unusual.
Wesley knew about this. It was in American dramas, and the time was very simple. If he hadn't gone to the Realm of the Gods, it would have been a little troublesome, but now it was much simpler, because he had the identity of a knight in the Realm of the Gods.
The plane took off vertically, leaving S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters and flying to its destination. Police had already taken control of the scene in Norway's National Forest Park, but the S.H.I.E.L.D. branch had taken over. Knowing that Wesley and the others were coming, Simons began to scan the equipment, and then the data was sent back to the flight base. Fitz did the analysis, and Phil Coulson was learning from the administrator.
Everything was so familiar. Wesley quickly decided that it was best to complete this mission as soon as possible. There was no need to complicate things. It was more advantageous to leave time for his team to train. The final battle was not far away. One of SHIELD and Hydra had to fall.
As everyone on the plane discussed the location model, Phil Coulson said, "This is the sign of the warriors of the celestial palace. Wesley, you were there for a month. Do you recognize these signs?"
"This is a Berserker's weapon, a kind of warrior in the Realm of the Gods. I don't know much about it, and Berserkers are not used much in the Realm of the Gods." Wesley lived in the palace for a month, so the warriors below didn't have much contact with it.
"So Sky, is there any news on the Internet?" Phil Coulson now handed over the collection of network information to Sky.
Sky adjusted the big screen and said, "Jacob Nystrom and his girlfriend, Petra Larson, belong to the head of Norwegian paganism. They just made a move." The big screen showed a video of the two of them leading people to destroy things. Finally, they wrote the words "We are God" in flames on the ground.
"Well, not bad. Looking at the model, this weapon can give ordinary people strength, but it is incomplete. We need to ask an expert. When we found Mjölnir in New Mexico, I consulted an expert with the most authority on mythology, Professor Elliot Randolph."
The plane took off again for Seville, Spain. When they entered Professor Randolph's office, he received them warmly.
"Professor, we have something to ask you." Phil Coulson took out a replica model and handed it over. The professor took it and studied it seriously and gave some clues. When Phil Coulson was about to leave, Wesley stopped him.
"Wesley?" Phil Coulson asked suspiciously.
Wesley didn't answer him. Instead, he looked at Professor Elliot Randolph and smiled. "It's interesting that a warrior of the celestial palace is a professor on Earth," Wesley said. Phil Coulson looked over in confusion and saw that Professor Randolph looked like he didn't know what he was talking about. But he trusted Wesley more and sat down next to him.
Wesley suddenly changed his clothes and put on the armor he had worn when he was sealed in the Realm of the Gods. He had a sword at his waist. Wesley pulled the sword out and slowly walked to Professor Randolph and put the sword on his shoulder.
Professor Elliot Randolph dropped to one knee. "Berserker Elliot Randolph at the command of His Lordship." Phil Coulson watched, stunned. Wesley sheathed his sword and the armor disappeared.
"Get up. I won't tell anyone about you, but you are a very thoughtful person from the Divine Realm." Wesley was very interested in this person from the Divine Realm.
"I didn't expect a knight to come, but you don't seem to be from the Divine Realm."
"That's right, I'm from Earth. I just stayed in the Divine Realm for a month and happened to encounter dark elves attacking the Divine Realm. I made some contributions in the war and was finally knighted by His Majesty Odin. It's more symbolic."