No wonder Boss, you said materials weren't an issue."
Howard suddenly understood. He and Teslak were both very happy. With enough materials, their research would surely advance to the next level. In fact, the artificial intelligence and Leech factor had been stalled for so long, partly due to insufficient materials.
Then, Andrew teleported to the main control room of the Helicarrier. The Black Widows saw him and saluted in unison: "Lord of Hell."
Looking at the group of beauties, each excelling in her own way, Andrew was in a good mood. He said, "Just call me Boss. Antonia, has the Black Widow list been unlocked?"
"Boss, it has been unlocked."
Taskmaster pressed a button, and the screen displayed dense red dots, all of which were Black Widows, numbering around a thousand. In addition, the entire intelligence agency had tens of thousands of peripheral service personnel.
Andrew projected an avatar, sending him to Earth to sign contracts with the Black Widows. At this moment, Dreykov on the ground shouted, "I am willing to surrender to you and serve you."
"My Hell doesn't need trash."
Andrew sneered, pointing at Dreykov and shouting, "I curse you in the name of the Lord of Hell. You will never die until I allow it."
"Alright, you can now take your revenge to your heart's content."
Andrew said to the Black Widows, "No matter how many times he dies, he will revive until you are satisfied."
"Thank you, Boss."
The Black Widows all laughed, a grotesque laugh, a cruel laugh, a laugh of revenge.
What goes around comes around.
…
The next day, over a thousand Black Widows gathered in front of the plaza in Rebirth Hell. Each was heroic and enchanting, and even a playboy like Howard stared with wide eyes.
It wasn't that he hadn't seen beauties, but he had never seen so many top-tier beauties. Any single Black Widow, pulled out alone, would be a drool-inducing presence.
"From now on, you will be my personal guard corps. You have two tasks: one is to be soldiers and fight for me, and the other is to be customer service and help me sign soul contracts."
Andrew said to the Black Widows, "Normally, you can act freely on Earth and live your own lives, but you must participate in missions and training."
A Golden-haired Beauty stood tall and shouted loudly, "Boss, I don't want to go back to Earth. I want to stay by your side forever and be at your command."
The Black Widows all cursed under their breath, and many others also shouted, "Boss, we are also willing to stay by your side."
Of course, there were also those unwilling to stay in Hell, such as Yelena, who, like her sister, had inherited short legs.
Howard, standing nearby, almost drooled with envy. So many beauties, available for the taking. This wasn't Hell; this was heaven.
"Don't rush. After you die, you will be with me forever. Enjoy your lives on Earth, live for yourselves, and live wonderfully."
Andrew smiled. Even the most delicious food loses its appeal if you eat too much at once. Take it slow.
Then, Andrew pointed at the cold Frank and said, "He is your captain and your instructor. From now on, you will follow his orders."
The Black Widows all looked at Frank, their faces full of defiance. In terms of combat, the Black Widows never thought they were inferior to anyone.
Frank laughed grotesquely. He loved dealing with troublemakers, especially since he had been in a bad mood recently. Men, after all, always have a few days each month when they are particularly irritable.
"Don't underestimate your instructor. A few days ago, he single-handedly took down the CIA Director, who was protected by a group of Agents. Now he is one of America's top ten most wanted criminals."
Andrew said that CIA Director William Rollins was The Mastermind behind the illegal drug trade. Frank didn't tolerate him at all, directly carrying a rocket launcher and machine gun, rushing into the safe house and blasting him to death. The bloody scene was said to have made even veteran Agents vomit.
The Black Widows were a little surprised. To be able to kill the CIA Director, no wonder Boss made him the captain.
Frank didn't appear proud. In fact, he didn't think there was anything to be proud of in such a matter. Compared to before, he was clearly colder now—he now lived only for his family. As for glory, let it go to Hell.
"Frank, formulate a training plan."
Andrew said, "After the training, I will send you back to Earth."
"Yes, Boss."
Frank nodded and stepped forward to address them: "Boss said you are the best Agents and soldiers, but in my opinion, besides being pretty and good at seducing men, you are useless…"
Andrew was speechless. Frank's taunting skill was definitely maxed out; the Black Widows were almost berserk.
"With this personal guard corps, it will be much easier to rescue people or sign contracts in the future."
Andrew was very satisfied. Rebirth Hell was growing rapidly.
At this moment, Andrew thought of something and used his magic to contact Feng Mo. Feng Mo, dressed in a sharp suit like a successful businessman, respectfully asked, "Boss, do you have any instructions?"
"How is the investment company doing?"
Andrew asked. The three demons had been buying souls with money during this period, with good results. However, other demons' followers were also doing this, so the competition was very fierce.
This was also why Feng Mo and the others had no time to come to New York to save people.
Feng Mo said, "The situation is not bad. We are strong enough to occupy three Cities."
"Only three Cities? I want all of them."
Andrew was a little displeased. He said, "I will send some people to help you fight. You must expand your territory as soon as possible."
Andrew planned to send the Black Widows to help. On one hand, they were idle anyway, and on the other hand, this would allow them to become as familiar as possible with fighting demons—demon followers could use some demonic power, and some were even half-demons.
Andrew would sooner or later confront other Hells head-on. He was not content to be just a Hell Lord; he wanted to become the Lord of Hell, which was the legendary Satan.
"Yes, Boss."
Hearing Andrew's displeasure, Feng Mo, who had been somewhat smug before, said nervously, "I will expand the territory immediately."
"Very good, Feng Mo, don't get too caught up in pleasure. You must remember who gave you everything you have now."
Andrew snorted coldly and waved his hand to cut off the communication. Feng Mo and the others had lived too miserably before, and now that conditions had improved, they had somewhat lost their ambition and indulged in pleasure. They needed to be disciplined.
He, the great Lord of Hell, was working so hard to collect souls, so how could his subordinates be negligent?
After the Black Widows finished their training, Andrew waved his hand and sent them back to Earth to start their new lives. However, Taskmaster Antonia stayed behind. She was half-human, half-machine and didn't want to return to Earth to face strange looks.
Andrew didn't force her, arranging for Taskmaster to live in Rebirth Hell. It's worth mentioning that Howard, Teslak, and Ethan were all very interested in her—interested in the mechanical parts of her body.