I'm starting a mythology craze at Marvel

Chapter 163 World Situation
As the new year begins, what happened last year was too magical for the American people.

The legendary monsters appeared one after another, making them terrified and excited at the same time.

The monster siege, the cultists' fighting, and the large-scale plague that broke out in Europe all stimulated the hearts of these people who were already keen on adventure.

The Cathedral of the Holy Child in New York has become a popular destination for the whole of America.

People flocked to New York in an endless stream, and this already prosperous city became more bustling than ever before because of this sudden mysterious craze.

Among the crowds that flocked there were believers seeking refuge, who believed that the Cathedral of the Holy Child could give them the strength to fight against unknown fears.

There are curious explorers who are eager to see with their own eyes the monsters that only exist in legends, and some even dream of fighting them and leaving their own legends.

There are also scholars and researchers from all over the world who bring notebooks and cameras, trying to record everything and use scientific methods to analyze the truth behind these supernatural phenomena.

On the streets, all kinds of stalls and performances emerge one after another, from vendors selling mysterious potions to street performers performing exorcism rituals. Every corner is full of novelty and excitement.

The air is filled with a mixture of coffee aroma, roasted meat and some indescribable mysterious scent, which seems to awaken people's deep desire for adventure.

The area surrounding the Cathedral of the Holy Child is shrouded in circles of magical light. It is said that this is to protect the holy objects in the church from being harmed, and also to bring peace of mind to all those who come here to seek refuge.

"Coulson, I heard that there is a protest in New York recently to protest against us priests?"

There was a hint of worry in Tony's voice as he stood in the shadow of the Cathedral of the Son, looking across the streets illuminated by light magic, trying to catch any signs of anything unusual.

This action was extremely unusual in the eyes of a big capitalist like him, and there must be someone behind the scenes instigating these people.

These ordinary people are already emotional, and a little provocation is enough to set off a massive demonstration.

"Tony, the people who participated in the parade were mostly outsiders. Few locals, especially those who had experienced the miracle that night, went."

As the governor of New York, Colson was also helpless. Many of those who marched were instigated by certain radical organizations. They were under the banner of "fairness" and "justice", but in fact they were creating division and chaos.

But this is a "democratic" country, and it is really difficult for him to handle the situation as a governor.

"So, you just did nothing and let them mess around here?"

Tony was annoyed because in this series of events, the only one who played the heroic role was the Church of the Holy Son.

So these protesters vented their anger on them, knowing that the Church of the Son of God would not be able to deal with them.

"That's not the case. I reported it to the director, and he took decisive action. Now there are fewer such confusing games, right?"

Coulson talked incessantly, looking at Tony beside him with a speechless face.

Get rid of it, you are the governor of New York State now, not the agent of SHIELD!

Why does your director have to take charge of everything?
That being said, Tony didn't say it out loud since they were all old acquaintances.

"Well, now that Director Xia has intervened, the matter should be properly handled."

Although Tony was somewhat dissatisfied in his heart, he still gave Coulson a way out.

"Did the president in Washington put any pressure on you?"

Tony changed the subject and brought the topic to a more sensitive political level. At this turbulent moment, New York is the heartland of America, and any disturbance may attract the attention of senior officials.

Especially when there are obvious manifestations of gods, the commander-in-chief had already condemned it as a cult, what will happen now?

Coulson's expression froze slightly. Of course he understood what Tony meant.

"You may not believe this, but since the plague broke out in Europe, the pressure from Washington has dropped a lot. When the president spoke to me on the phone, he was no longer as tense as before. On the contrary, he was now very cautious in his words."

Coulson lowered his voice, as if the next words contained an unspeakable secret: "He even mentioned vaguely that he hopes we can maintain a good relationship with the Cathedral of the Son of God and jointly cope with the challenges of this era.

I suspect that the higher-ups may have privately reassessed the situation, especially when it comes to the paranormal."

Tony frowned when he heard this: "So, those bureaucrats are ready to compromise with us? I just don't know what they are planning."

"Who knows? We just need to do our own thing well."

Coulson took a sip of coffee and spread his hands.

"In that case, you stay here. I have to develop a new generation of combat uniforms. The Holy Son has not given me any inspiration.

As expected, it’s better for me to do it myself than to believe in any god! "

Tony was about to leave, but Coulson stopped him immediately.

"Tony, wait a minute, there are so many people in the church, are you, the archbishop, just running away like this?"

Coulson's words made Tony pause. He turned around, raised his eyebrows, and said jokingly, "Why, can't the Archbishop have a personal career? They are just a few believers who want peace of mind. You can manage them for me."

"When has an archbishop ever asked a governor to help manage believers? I've never seen it in my life."

"Hey, you've seen it, haven't you?"

Tony finished speaking, with a playful smile on his face, as if he was quite pleased with his own teasing. He gently patted Coulson's shoulder, his eyes revealing a tacit understanding of "you know what I mean", and then turned around again, ready to leave.

Coulson shook his head helplessly. This man couldn't live without his tattered battle suits for a moment, and he didn't know what was good about them.

"Okay, Tony, go do your thing, and I'll help you take care of this mess."

Coulson sighed lightly, lamenting that he was destined to be a hard-working person. When he was at S.H.I.E.L.D., he had to help the director handle affairs, and now in the government, he even had to help Tony handle affairs.

With Coulson's "blessing", Tony prepared to return to his building with a cynical smile, and he was already thinking about the design blueprint of the new generation of battle suits in his mind.

However, just as he was about to step into the building and walk into the laboratory, he was stopped by Pepper.

"Tony, wait, let me introduce you to your new administrative assistant."

Tony turned around with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. He saw a beautiful woman standing next to Pepper. She had a graceful figure and curvy curves. She was wearing a well-cut dark professional suit, which made her figure even more attractive.

The top of the suit was fitted slightly around her ample bust, while the well-placed slits cleverly revealed her long, straight legs.

Pepper stood beside him and introduced with a smile: "Tony, this is Leah, your new administrative assistant. She has excellent organizational and coordination skills. I believe she will be your right-hand man and take good care of your life."

"Such a beautiful lady, of course I believe she has the ability."

With a cynical smile on his face, Tony's eyes moved over Leah as if he was appreciating a piece of fine art.

He walked forward slowly, extended his hand, and said in a gentlemanly yet teasing tone: "Miss Leah, nice to meet you. I believe that with you around, my daily life will become more colorful."

Leah smiled, stretched out her hand, and gently shook Tony's.

She responded softly, "Mr. Stark, I am also very happy to be your administrative assistant. I will do my best to ensure that your work and life are arranged in the best way."

At the moment of shaking hands, Tony felt Leah's index finger drawing circles in the palm of his hand. The softness was like an electric shock, which caused ripples in Tony's heart.

He quickly collected his thoughts, still maintaining that cynical smile on his face, but a barely perceptible seriousness flashed in his eyes.

"Leah, since you are my administrative assistant, we have to work together. I have a bit of a weird temper, I hope you can be more tolerant of me." Tony said casually.

Leia smiled and nodded: "Mr. Stark, I understand. I will do my best to make your work and life smoother. You won't be disappointed."

After saying that, Leia blinked at Tony, as if hinting at something.

Tony caught Leah's subtle moment, and a subtle ripple arose in his heart.

A playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he seemed to enjoy the hint, but he kept a proper distance, not letting his thoughts leak out easily.

"Well, Leah, let's officially start working tomorrow. I believe that with your joining, my team will be more efficient." Tony said, patting Leah's shoulder gently. The action seemed both intimate and respectful.

Leia smiled and nodded, her eyes flashing with confidence and expectation: "Of course, Mr. Stark, I can't wait to start working."

Witnessed by Pepper, Tony and Leia completed the initial handover, and then Tony turned and walked into the building, ready to devote himself to the research and development of a new generation of combat suits.

Leah stayed where she was and communicated further with Pepper to understand Tony's work habits and daily needs.

At night, the lights in the laboratory were still bright. Tony was busy at a busy workbench. His eyes were focused and determined, as if the whole world was occupied by the design in his hand.

The blueprint for the new generation of combat uniforms gradually became clear in his mind, and every detail was carefully crafted to strive for perfection.

At this moment, the door of the laboratory was gently pushed open, and Leah's figure quietly appeared at the door. She changed out of her daytime business suit and put on a simple yet elegant evening dress. Her graceful figure was even more attractive under the light.

There was a gentle smile on her face, and her eyes were shining with deep concern and expectation for Tony.

Tony looked up and his eyes met Leah's. He was slightly stunned, then a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He put down the tools in his hands, stood up, and said in a gentlemanly yet provocative tone: "Liya, it's so late, why haven't you rested yet?"

Leah walked towards Tony with a smile, her steps light and graceful, as if every step was stepping on his heart.

"Mr. Stark, I'm worried that you'll be exhausted from working too late. So, I specially prepared some midnight snacks for you, hoping to replenish your energy."

As she spoke, Leah placed the tray in her hand on the laboratory table, on which was placed exquisite meals and a cup of steaming coffee.

Her movements were gentle and delicate, as if every detail was filled with care for Tony.

Tony looked at Leah and felt a warm feeling well up in his heart.

He walked to the plate, picked up a piece of dessert, tasted it, and nodded approvingly: "Well, it tastes really good, Leah, your cooking skills are really good."

Leah stood aside with a smile, her eyes looking at Tony gently, as if she was looking at a precious work of art. This emotion flowing in her eyes made her look even more charming.

However, at this moment, Leah suddenly took a step forward and approached Tony.

Her fingers gently rested on his shoulders, her voice soft and seductive: "Mr. Stark, do you know? You are not only a great scientist, but also a charming man. I..."

Before she finished her words, Tony suddenly turned around, his eyes flashing with playfulness and teasing: "Oh? Leah, are you seducing me?"

Leia was slightly stunned, and then a blush appeared on her face. She lowered her head and said in a smaller but more determined voice: "Yes, Mr. Stark, I... I hope to become a closer part of your life."

Leah's cheeks flushed and she trembled slightly, as if she was making a big decision.

Her eyes were fixed on Tony, full of desire and tenderness, as if she wanted to swallow him whole.

"Mr. Stark, I..." She spoke again, with a barely perceptible tremor in her voice, "I have never met a man who makes my heart beat as much as you do. Your wisdom, your talent, and your courage all deeply attract me. I know it may be presumptuous for me to say this, but I cannot control my emotions."

As she spoke, Leah took a step forward, her body almost touching Tony.

She lightly traced her fingers across his chest, and Tony gasped at the touch.

There was a teasing gleam in her eyes, as if inviting him to enter a forbidden game.

"Leah, it's inappropriate for you to do this." Although Tony was a little shaken, he still tried to stay calm and rational.

However, Leah did not stop her actions.

She continued to use her soft fingers to draw circles on Tony's chest, and each stroke seemed to ignite the fire in his heart. Her breathing became rapid and heavy, as if she was suppressing the excitement in her heart.

"Mr. Stark, I..." She started again, but this time her voice was interrupted by a sudden exclamation.

Leah pretended to be careless, lost her balance, and fell forward on Tony.

Her arms were wrapped tightly around his waist and her face was buried in his chest.

"Mr. Stark, can you give me a chance?"

(End of this chapter)