I sparked a mysterious resurgence in Marvel.

Chapter 193

S.H.I.E.L.D.?

Secret agent?

Black Widow Natasha?

Gwen, who had been feeling a surge of joy upon hearing Erin's explanation, blinked her big eyes and froze on the spot after hearing Erin's words clearly.

With Natasha's stunning face and curvaceous figure, Gwen had initially assumed she would be a model or a celebrity.

But to her surprise, Erin told her that Natasha was actually a secret agent.

The nature of the work of secret agents is more dangerous than that of ordinary agents.

Gwen couldn't understand why such a beautiful woman as Natasha would choose to become a secret agent.

and.

Even if they are special agents.

The title "Black Widow" is a bit too harsh!

To be honest, Gwen really couldn't reconcile the sinister title of Black Widow with the beautiful and alluring woman she had just seen.

He recalled the precautions George had given him regarding being a secret agent.

Gwen hesitated for a moment, then said to Erin, "If that person was a secret agent, wouldn't it be inappropriate for you to tell me her identity?"

Upon hearing Gwen's words, Erin smiled and said, "As long as you don't tell anyone, who would know that I told you her identity?"

Gwen paused for a moment at Erin's answer, then laughed.

"Alright! It seems I'll have to keep this a secret from now on."

As they continued, Gwen asked, "By the way, how did you meet her? Hmm, I heard from my dad that these secret agents' identities are usually very confidential, and ordinary people generally have no way of contacting them, right?"

"Ordinary people don't have access to these secret agents, but I'm not an ordinary person either!"

He winked at Gwen.

"Let's talk as we walk," Erin said.

"it is good."

As Gwen walked with Erin out of Green Shade Cemetery again, Erin's words slowly echoed in Gwen's ears.

"Speaking of which, the reason I initially came into contact with them was partly due to you."

Gwen's eyes widened instantly upon hearing this: "What does this have to do with me?"

"Do you remember when we were kidnapped? The gang that kidnapped us was called the Water Ghost Gang. After I escaped from them, they actually caused me trouble later, and even... they came to my house."

"That time I paid $10 to the Chung Yi Tong in Chinatown to stand up for me, but when they went to the Morning Star Bar, the hideout of the Water Ghost Gang, to stand up for me, they encountered something very strange..."

"That's when I ran into S.H.I.E.L.D., the agency Natasha was working for..."

...

"I see!"

By the time Erin and Gwen had almost left the park, Gwen had figured out how Erin had met the beautiful Natasha.

After realizing that Natasha and Erin did not have the kind of relationship she had imagined.

Gwen's expression relaxed slightly.

Then, after a slight hesitation, she added, "My dad said that those secret agents always have a specific purpose when they contact people. If possible, we should try to avoid dealing with them as much as possible."

"Don't worry, I don't usually have much contact with them. She came to see me this time just to repay the favor I did for them last time."

"That's good."

After nodding.

Gwen raised her wrist and glanced at the time displayed on the exquisite ladies' watch on her wrist.

"It's already 12:23, and we don't have much time left. We must get to MOMA (Museum of Modern Art) before 13:30 to meet up with Mr. Tony and the others. I don't want us to miss this rare off-campus literature class."

The extracurricular cultural class that Gwen mentioned was an extracurricular cultural experience class organized by Midtown High School.

It can also be considered a part of the cultural heritage of some well-known high schools in the Federation.

Before graduation.

These well-known schools typically organize graduating 12 students in batches to participate in meaningful cultural, sports, and other activities.

This past weekend, Midtown High School's academic program included a trip for students to visit New York's largest museum.

Because the students in the Class of 12 have a heavy workload, this event was specially scheduled for the weekend.

The students were divided into four groups, one in the morning and one in the afternoon, each led by a different teacher, to visit the Museum of Modern Art (MoMA).

This activity class is not mandatory for everyone. Students who do not like visiting museums or have other commitments can communicate with the teacher in charge in advance and choose not to participate in this off-campus cultural class.

but.

For most students, even if it's just for the special ticket price that's as low as 10% of the original price, they wouldn't want to miss this unique experience.

Not to mention that visiting a museum with classmates is a very interesting thing in itself.

(As a long-established elite school in New York, Midtown High School naturally offers some special perks when organizing student museum visits, and the discounted ticket price of up to 90% is one of those perks.)

originally.

Erin has never been a big fan of this kind of activity.

With no intention of wasting time, Erin approached the teacher who announced the decision after the school announced it for the weekend, intending to ask for leave and not participate in the museum trip.

After all, Erin was supposed to attend the Joker's clone's funeral this weekend.

He had a legitimate reason, so why not invite him?

But little did they know, the student assistant in charge of counting the number of students in Erin's class was none other than Gwen.

When Gwen heard that Erin was planning to take leave, she immediately raised an eyebrow at Erin.

[You don't even want to participate in the school activities you're in charge of, so do you still want me to be your dance partner next weekend?]

Faced with the silent threat in Gwen's eyes.

Erin could only helplessly touch his nose and choose to compromise.

but.

After learning that Erin would be attending the funeral of the Joker, the hero who saved half of Harlem, with Iron Man Tony Stark over the weekend.

Gwen then went to explain the situation to the teacher in charge.

The class time for Erin's class was changed from the morning to the afternoon.

His students would organize the Joker's funeral along with Iron Man Tony Stark, a perfectly legitimate reason.

The school administration at Midtown High School seemed unusually understanding.

They readily agreed to Gwen's request.

After obtaining the school's consent.

Gwen also made a special trip to Green Shade Cemetery today, silently accompanying Arlin at the funeral from a short distance away.

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Gwen, who was trying to change the subject, was facing the situation.

Erin laughed and said, "Don't worry, the Museum of Modern Art (MOMA) is on 53rd Street in Manhattan. We can get there in about twenty minutes at most, and we'll have enough time to find a place to have lunch."

I estimated the speed at which Erin was driving that Aston Martin.

After confirming that the timeframe was fairly accurate, Gwen suddenly turned to Erin and said, "Since we still have time, I'll treat you to pizza. I know a restaurant that has a new Supreme Pineapple Pizza that's pretty good, and it's not far from MoMA (Museum of Modern Art)."

"Okay, then you can give me directions later. Speaking of which, I've never tried pineapple pizza before, so I'm curious what it tastes like."

"Really? Then you'd better have a good taste later."

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More than forty minutes later.

Under Gwen's astonished gaze, Erin devoured two large pizzas all by himself.

Seeing Gwen's surprise at her own appetite, Erin smiled and said, "The pineapple pizza you recommended is indeed delicious. It's the first time I've ever had pizza with this flavor. It's sweet and sour... and it's quite appetizing."

"Even if it's very appetizing, it's a bit too much that you ate enough pizza for four people by yourself! I really don't know how you can eat so much and still maintain such a figure."

Seeing that Elena's belly wasn't showing at all after eating two large pizzas, Gwen said with a hint of envy.

To maintain her figure, she only treats herself to a cup of her favorite hot cocoa every two days.

And Erin.

After eating a pizza big enough to stuff two adults, they still seemed hungry. Gwen was so envious of their ability to eat without gaining weight.

Seeing that Gwen had only eaten two slices of pizza, leaving two-thirds of it, Erin asked, "Aren't you going to eat the rest?"

Gwen gave Erin a resentful look: "I originally ordered pizzas for two people, but you ordered two and ate them all."

It seemed that Erin hadn't eaten enough.

Gwen simply pushed the pizza she had only eaten two slices of in front of her towards Erin, saying:

"If you're still not full, you can finish these too!"

"Then I won't stand on ceremony."

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It was almost 13:20 PM when I left the pizza shop.

Fortunately, it's not far from the Museum of Modern Art (MOMA) in New York.

Seven minutes later.

Erin and Gwen arrived at the MoMA (Museum of Modern Art) just in time for the meeting, where they met up with Tony and the others who were leading the group.

Outside the museum, the students of Midtown High School, who were gathered together and chattering about something, fell silent for a moment when they saw Erin and Gwen arriving together.

Tony, the teacher leading the team from Midtown High School, is a gentle and mild-mannered young teacher.

He gave Erin a meaningful smile and handed them a special discounted ticket after they arrived just in time.

Then, he flipped through the roster in his hand and saw that all the students under his responsibility had arrived.

Tony clapped his hands again.

After all the students turned their attention to him.

Tony said loudly, "Before we go into the museum, let's review the museum rules together."

1. Please visit in an orderly manner and do not run around or cause trouble.

2. Listen quietly to the explanation and do not make loud noise.

3. Do not touch or draw on the exhibits, or damage them.

4. No flash photography allowed...

Listening to the students reciting the instructions along with him, Tony nodded in satisfaction, then waved his hand and led the throng of people into the famous Museum of Modern Art in New York.

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The Museum of Modern Art in New York is one of the most famous art museums in the world.

It consists of six interconnected exhibition halls spanning six floors.

The main exhibition hall, which is about 34 meters high, features a lot of white walls, allowing the museum to fully display its collection.

In the high-ceilinged second-floor lobby, famous paintings from all over the world are displayed.

Tony, the teacher leading the group, faithfully fulfilled his duties as a teacher, using his eloquence to introduce some of the more famous works in the museum to the students as much as possible.

As for those that aren't very famous,

All Tony could do was apologize.

After all, the Museum of Modern Art in New York has as many as 150,000 exhibits. Not to mention him, even the museum staff cannot remember all the exhibits in the museum.

"The painting you see now is a masterpiece by the famous painter Claude Monet—Water Lilies. This painting..."

Tony's explanation was quite engaging.

A group of people surrounded him, listening to his explanation of the artworks in the museum.

but.

Many more students were dazzled by the museum’s numerous exhibits.

Unconsciously, I looked towards some of the exhibits that I liked.

And this time.

It was time for Gwen and the other student council members to step in.

To prevent them from getting lost in this huge museum.

Each student council member, following the pre-assigned list, kept a close eye on the students who were about to fall behind.

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And while Gwen started getting busy.

Erin had only agreed to visit the Museum of Modern Art in New York to avoid putting Gwen in a difficult position.

His expression turned strange at this moment.

"I originally just wanted to kill some time here, but I didn't expect to have such an unexpected gain."

He lightly tapped the corner of his eye with his fingertip, silently activating his spiritual vision.

The colors before Erin's eyes suddenly darkened.

The once spacious and bright museum seemed to be shrouded in a shadow.

It became terrifying and oppressive.

The paintings on the walls, each from different places, all seemed to be imbued with a strange and eerie atmosphere.

Those portraits seemed to come alive, silently watching the stranger who had suddenly entered their world with an eerie gaze.

The gray, misty corridor seemed to stretch a thousand times longer, with no end in sight.

(End of this chapter)