80 Chapter 80: Rewards

Triskelion building of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"He said that?"

Nick sat behind his desk with his hands crossed against his chin, looking at his subordinate expressionlessly.

"Yes, sir," Coulson replied.

"Okay."

Nick took a deep breath and leaned back in his chair. After a while, he said, "Tell the agents who were sent out to come back and leave only a few to watch him. Also, make sure they don't pick a fight with him or advise them to avoid him."

"With all due respect, sir," Coulson felt uneasy about Nick's order and spoke up, "I don't think we need to monitor Mr. Wayne. He's a hero, and from what we've seen so far, he's not a threat to us."

Nick stayed silent until Coulson finished speaking, and the one-eyed man looked at him impassively, with a hint of respect in his eyes.

After Coulson finished speaking, Nick spoke slowly, "You questioned my orders, which shows that you are not someone who blindly follows the rules. I am satisfied with that."

"But remember, Coulson, never trust anyone completely, even me." Nick added

"Mr. Wayne disappeared for decades, and just when everyone thought he was dead in some corner, he suddenly reappeared in Sokovia and settled the conflict there within a month, even taking two war orphans with him."

Nick's face was unusually serious, and he stood up, leaning his hands on the desk and staring straight at Coulson. "I think you should know what happened before and after he returned. He's no longer the battlefield ghost we knew."

At this point, Coulson fell silent.

Yes, the other person had changed too much.

Whether it's the mysterious spaceship that popped up near Earth, how he ended a war in just a month, or how he created three identities in the government network without anyone noticing, it's clear that Jack is not the same battlefield ghost he used to be

It's understandable for Nick to be cautious.

"I hope you understand this, Agent Coulson." Nick sat down and sighed: "There is no such thing as a pure person in this world!"

Nick looked at Coulson, knowing that he needed some time to accept these things, and waved his hand: "You go and do your job, and while you're at it, call Natasha over for me."

Coulson didn't say anything, nodded, and turned to leave the office. A few minutes later, Natasha pushed the door open and walked in.

"Boss, you're looking for me!"

"I'm sorry, Natasha. You just came back from Sokovia, and I shouldn't be giving you a task so soon."

Nick apologized, but there was no hint of regret on his face. He said, "But I think this task is most suitable for you."

"What task?"

"I want you to be a teacher!"

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In the afternoon, at Jack's Home

You could hear the sounds of pots and pans crashing together and knives chopping on cutting boards coming from the kitchen, which meant someone was making dinner.

Jack took off his coat, rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt to his elbows, and tied an apron around his waist. With a knife in his right hand and a peeled potato in his left, he sliced the potato into thin shreds with skillful movements.

"Sour and spicy potato shreds~ Boiled beef, Boiled cabbage, Braised pork"

After soaking the potato shreds in water, Jack looked at the several dishes he had prepared with satisfaction.

Hmm, it should be enough.

Wait, he was still missing something.

Jack turned and glanced at the stove, where a beautiful green dragon-shaped pottery pot was simmering over water. The pot lid sometimes jumped, and the food's delicious smell spread throughout the kitchen.

"No wonder it's called Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. Even gods wouldn't be able to resist this aroma."

Jack walked over to the pot, opened the lid, and sniffed it. Yes, that was the fragrance he was looking for.

Creak

The sound of the door opening could be heard from outside. Jack knew who it was without even looking.

"Wow! It smells so good!!"

As expected, two people exclaimed at the doorway and walked towards the kitchen. It was Wanda and Pietro, and they both looked straight at the ceramic pot on the stove. Their noses twitched, and their mouths started watering.

"Go wash your hands first, and then get ready to eat."

"Got it!"

The siblings responded with a shout, rushing to occupy the sink as if they would miss out on the food if they were even a bit slower.

A few minutes later, Jack placed the last dish on the table and said to the siblings, who were sitting up straight: "Let's eat, what are we waiting for?"

When they heard this, Wanda and Pietro got really excited and started eating eagerly with their chopsticks. The food was just too good to resist, especially the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall dish.

Thirty minutes later, Wanda and Pietro sat on the couch, feeling satisfied, while Chloe cleaned up the leftover food. Jack came out of the kitchen holding two bowls of soup.

Handing the digestive soup to the siblings, he sat down opposite them and asked, "So, how was your first day of school today?"

"Overall, it was pretty good," replied Wanda, holding her soup with both hands and sipping slowly. "The classmates are very friendly, and the teachers are very kind. We had a biology class today and observed the process of onion cell division in the onion roo..."

When it came to today's school life, Wanda seemed to have endless things to say, chattering on and on.

Jack listened patiently, sometimes making comments and agreeing.

"So overall, it's pretty good."

"Very good. It looks like your first day of school is going well." Jack nodded approvingly and said, "I was worried that you wouldn't adapt to the school, but now it seems like you're doing well."

"As a reward, I've decided to take you to the circus this weekend!"

As he spoke, he took out two tickets and handed them to Wanda.

"You're serious?"

Wanda and Pietro looked at the tickets in their hands with disbelief and surprise.

"Of course, I'm serious. This circus... um... well, I'm not sure if it's actually a circus, but their performances are really good, aren't they?"

Looking at the tickets in his hand, Jack's expression was a bit strange.

This performance... should be quite good.

On the ticket was printed a row of trucks, with a person driving a motorcycle flying over them, obviously wanting to jump right over them.

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