American comic: From Beijing with Love, starting with a mutant.

The most fatal flaw is that this absurd logic actually contains a certain rigor?

Darwin scratched his head. This Chinese agent's smooth talk was even more adaptable to the environment than his own mutation ability.

"Are you serious?" The Guardian pressed his temples. "Bring a bunch of incredibly destructive mutants back and make them go to work normally?"

"If the compensation is adequate, the job is suitable, and you also ensure proper status, medical care, and basic respect, who would be willing to risk their life traveling around?"

"You know Wolverine, right? He spent a few years cutting down trees in Canada, and now he's a forest ranger in our Northeast forest region, wrestling with black bears every day! Don't believe me? I'll give him a video call right now!"

"No need, no need." The guardian quickly raised his hand to stop him.

He has a background in science and technology and is very results-oriented.

If China could really use this...

The bizarre administrative welfare measures that appease the mutants will be a completely new challenge for the overwhelmed superhero organization!

"Snowbird reported your situation to me, including the fact that you have extremely strong destructive power despite not having mutant genes."

"The footage of Silver Peak crossing the border and opening fire has been sealed off. The casualties at the scene will be investigated by Canadian law enforcement. You will also need to cooperate by giving statements."

"Right now, the vehicles are totaled, supplies are insufficient, and the Moon Boy has no verifiable modern identification documents. You can't escape the blockade set up by Silver Peak on foot."

"I need to confirm your official status first before deciding how much assistance Alpha Group can provide," Hudson said solemnly. "Let me speak with your direct supervisor."

Stephen Chow thought about it and realized it was a good thing.

Since the launch of the overseas talent recruitment program, no formal cooperation channels have been established with other extraordinary institutions in other countries.

This is a perfect opportunity to turn things around.

"Yes. Only official channels can settle accounts clearly. Mr. Hudson has taken a very professional step in this regard."

Zhou Xingxing took out his phone, opened the number in his encrypted contacts, and dialed it directly.

The video call was connected.

A round, chubby face is positioned directly in the center of the screen, with sleepy eyes peeking out from behind glasses. The background is dark, with only a yellowish bedside lamp.

It's 3:30 AM Beijing time.

"Stephen Chow!" a furious voice roared from the other end of the screen. "You better have something really urgent on your mind!"

"Director!" Zhou Xingxing forced a fawning smile. "Director, I'm currently at Alpha Team headquarters. Their head, Guardian James Hudson, is very interested in our special talent placement program and would like to speak with you directly."

Oh?

AlphaGo?

Upon hearing these words, most of the sleepiness in Director Wang's eyes disappeared.

"Wait a minute."

Director Wang quickly dressed and then pulled out a black rectangular box covered with insulating tape from the side.

That was Leonardo da Vinci's "Real-time Cross-lingual Mass Communication Assistance System".

Stephen Chow casually offered a couple of compliments, then used the stand on the worktable to fix his phone and turned the camera towards the guardian.

As soon as Director Wang uttered his words with a heavy Beijing accent, the machine immediately spewed out standard broadcast-style English:

"Mr. Hudson, it's an honor to meet you. I am Director Wang of Bureau 749, and also Xiao Zhou's direct supervisor."

"I understand that your company has long been responsible for extraordinary security matters in Canada. Xiao Zhou is prone to recklessness when carrying out missions abroad. If he has damaged your facilities, please send us a list according to procedure."

The machine paused for half a second, then added in a flat voice, "The list can be accepted, but the compensation should be deducted from Zhou Xingxing's year-end performance bonus and travel allowance."

The Guardian was completely dumbfounded as he listened to the translator's built-in breakdown of his true inner logic.

What is this thing?

"The last sentence pertains to equipment malfunction; the manager can simply ignore it."

Zhou Xingxing calmly fixed his phone on the table stand, and after confirming that the call was still going on, he called to the two people behind him: "Since you two leaders are discussing important matters, let's go to the logistics area to solve our dining problem first."

After saying that, he took the briefcase in his hand, turned around and waved to the two people in the corner of the room.

"Let's go! Time for some dry food!"

"Mr. Hudson." Director Wang on the other end of the screen adjusted his brown glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"I heard you have a few polar experts who can maintain low oxygen or extreme cold for extended periods? Let's not talk about the abstract; for capable people, long-term exile means no guarantee of livelihood or medical care, and the longer it drags on, the more likely problems will arise."

"Mr. Hudson, which candidates are currently the most difficult to match with their positions? Let's develop a plan for each of them."

……

The third floor of the Alpha esports team headquarters is the comprehensive logistics area.

Steam rose from the long, narrow stainless steel serving table.

High-calorie meals are served here all day long, specifically to cater to team members who may consume tens of thousands of calories in a single mission.

Stephen Chow took off his felt hat and placed it on the dining table. "Don't hold back today, everyone! Let's eat our fill!"

The Moon Boy saw the pile of roasted venison chops oozing with thick, oily sauce and the mountain of buttered mashed potatoes, and rushed towards the serving table with swift, fluid movements.

Just as the Moon Boy reached for the communal food tray, Stephen Chow stopped him.

"Hey! This is a public area! Be mindful of hygiene!"

Once the staff realized what was happening, they looked at his physique and simply brought out a separate large tray and placed the whole honey-glazed turkey on it.

"Snap!"

The bones and flesh shattered cleanly and decisively under the Moon Boy's astonishing bite force.

He stuffed most of a turkey into his mouth in two bites, then grabbed the bowl of creamy mashed potatoes next to him and poured it directly into his mouth like he was drinking porridge.

"Delicious!" The Moon Boy's innocent eyes swept across the entire dining area.

"This featherless chicken is even smoother than the crispy-skinned crocodile meat from the mud ponds back home!"

Darwin was much more modest, simply putting two roasted onions and three finger-thick fried potato strips on his plate.

Stephen Chow was holding six thick-bottomed plates stacked high, each covered with beef ribeye drizzled with a thick black pepper sauce.

"Look at the two of you, one scholarly and the other martial, you can't even be on the same wavelength when you're eating."

He cut off a large piece of steak and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing until his mouth was full of oil.

"Xiao Da, learn from him. If you want to earn a high salary outside, your stomach has to be your reserve of provisions!"

"If you're still feeling uneasy even when offered a free meal, you won't be able to handle the internship."

"I just want to get to Los Angeles alive and leave."

Darwin took a bite of his fries. "Silver Peak has definitely blocked the southward route. My experience keeps reminding me that the only chance of escape is back in Alaska."

"Run back?"

"Margaret is still alone in Alaska. Since Silver Peak has its eye on your abilities, going back now will only lead your pursuers straight to her doorstep."

Darwin did not respond.

"Don't worry, I'll still take care of this debt even before the contract is signed." Zhou Xingxing wiped his mouth and put a piece of steak into Darwin's plate.

"If Silver Peak dares to mess with Margaret, I'll make them move their board meeting to another venue!"

"Wow, you guys are having quite a lavish meal."

A familiar tune suddenly popped up beside me.

Stephen Chow was startled, and the fork in his hand clattered onto the plate.

"Why are you here?"