"Young Master, this…"
Jorge, the butler, was filled with doubt and surprise.
Qingshui didn't answer immediately.
He had originally intended for Jorge to gather everyone in the manor for identification, but now that gunshots had been heard, it was certain that the alarm had been raised. If there were still people lurking, they would either start their next move or try to escape, making it difficult to gather them.
In that case…
Qingshui formed a hand seal, his thumbs and forefingers intertwined to create a circle, which he aimed at the Eye of Watt on his chest.
The silver casing and golden trim slowly opened, revealing the destructive yellow light of the Mind Stone within.
The next moment, Qingshui released his hands, guiding the Mind Stone's energy to draw a larger formation that shot upwards, covering the entire Watt Manor.
Instantly, the minds of hundreds of people throughout the manor were flawlessly reflected in Qingshui's own mind.
If an ordinary person were to rashly encounter so many thoughts, even with the Mind Stone, their consciousness would be overwhelmed.
But for Qingshui, it was nothing.
"Three more."
With a thought, Qingshui drew a circle in the air with his right hand, using the Chakra enhanced by the Mind Stone to open a portal.
Another Wind Blade shot out, instantly killing the maid inside the portal.
He then repeated this twice more, killing the remaining two individuals.
Coulson watched in astonishment.
"You can do magic too?"
"Just a few insignificant tricks."
Qingshui replied, then looked up at the ceiling.
With the Mind Stone in the Eye of Watt enhancing him, Qingshui's perception range had drastically increased. The Transparent World now extended more than ten times further than before.
He could clearly sense several helicopters loaded with missiles flying towards their location, and even higher and further in the sky, two Quinjets were circling.
It seemed he was receiving the same treatment as Tony Stark.
No, even better.
A fully armed S.H.I.E.L.D. special forces unit, numbering about a hundred, led by a strong, tall white man, was approaching Watt Manor.
The ability to deploy such military force in New York and Los Angeles indicated that the opposing force had not only infiltrated S.H.I.E.L.D. but had also deeply embedded itself within America's political and military spheres.
However, it wasn't surprising, given that Hydra had been dormant for over seventy years since the end of World War II. It was no wonder they had developed to this extent.
But Qingshui and Tony Stark were different.
Without his armor, the latter was a super scientist, a top engineer, and a billionaire.
And without using Puppetry, Qingshui was still a top-tier ninja, an excellent mage, and a swordsman.
*CRACK!*
He pressed the wristband on his arm, and a summoning array appeared. Electrical light quickly enveloped Qingshui, then he shot straight up!
Looking at the large hole in the ceiling, Jorge wondered if he should install skylights in places like the living room of the manor, otherwise, if Qingshui often did this, repairs would be a hassle.
Seeing this, Coulson also hurriedly retrieved his weapons and equipment from Jorge and ran outside.
He needed to witness the situation firsthand to report to Nick Fury and make an accurate assessment and decision.
But as soon as he stepped out, he was surprised to see the person leading the S.H.I.E.L.D. special forces confronting the manor's security guards.
"Rumlow? Why are you here?"
Coulson gripped his pistol, questioning the newcomer.
This colleague before him might have already turned from a former comrade into an enemy.
Or rather, they had been enemies from the start.
"I was about to ask you, Agent Coulson, why are you here?"
Rumlow's face was grim.
Coulson is here. Did the assassination attempt on Watos fail?
Their original mission was to take possession of all special items within Watt Manor after Watos was assassinated. Now, it seemed, they would have to resort to a full assault.
"This requires Level 8 clearance, Rumlow. Now it's your turn to answer me."
"We suspect Clear Watos is illegally possessing weapons of mass destruction…"
Crossbones hadn't finished speaking when Qingshui, flying in the sky, manipulated the electrical light to unleash countless energy blasts and laser beams, instantly shooting down the Quinjets flying outside Watt Manor and those approaching.
With the Mind Stone's enhancement, Qingshui's attack power was now significantly greater than before.
*BOOM!*
Several aircraft crashed, and two happened to land less than a hundred meters from Crossbones and Coulson, exploding and sending a wave of scorching heat.
"He really does have weapons of mass destruction."
Coulson spoke earnestly to Crossbones.
"Alright, are you going to put down your weapons and surrender now, or do I need to use some more… physical methods?"
With a clang, the Electrolight Armor, encasing Qingshui, landed and addressed Crossbones.
Crossbones glanced at the crashed plane beside him, then at the gun on his hip.
He was a formidable fighter, with physical prowess close to the peak of normal human capabilities. He could even hold his own for several rounds against a super-soldier like Captain America.
If he didn't have that skill, he wouldn't be the captain of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s special forces.
But what about Watt?
Wearing armor, he could summon Blackhawk helicopters with a wave of his hand, and Quinjets that surpassed fifth-generation fighter jets in overall performance and had aerospace flight capabilities.
Crossbones couldn't possibly fight him head-on.
He couldn't engage directly; he had to decide his next move based on the situation.
For instance, he could pretend to surrender, then look for an opportunity to assassinate, or have more forces dispatched.
"I surrender!"
Crossbones decisively dropped his weapon and raised his hands.
"I suggest we first disarm all the security personnel at your manor, check them, physically isolate them, and interrogate them. Then we can take Rumlow to the director; there are professional interrogation facilities and personnel there."
Coulson stood by, offering advice from a professional perspective.
"No need for all that trouble."
Qingshui shook his head and sent a thought to the Web of Zoroyades, which resided in the Eye of Watt necklace.
The next instant, a long, shimmering golden and blue stream of light shot out from the front of the armor. In just a few moments, it had bound the hundred or so armed individuals present.
"What about the interrogation, then…?"
Coulson stammered slightly, watching Qingshui emerge from the armor.
He had been with S.H.I.E.L.D. for over a decade. As an eight-level agent, he had access to most of the supernatural information about this world within S.H.I.E.L.D., so he naturally knew that some people in this world might possess magic. However, S.H.I.E.L.D. had never truly delved into contacting these individuals or understanding magic.
Their encounters were usually with Inhumans, advanced technology, biological mutations, and the like.
In their view, Qingshui also belonged to this category, but this display of magic greatly exceeded Coulson's expectations.
Mainly because Qingshui had never shown such abilities before.
"As for the interrogation, it's a little troublesome, but not overly so."
Qingshui extended his hand again, performing a hand sign.
The Eye of Watt on his chest opened once more, and golden light flowed down the chain into Qingshui's body, finally concentrating in his head, causing Qingshui's eyes to glow yellow as he stared directly at Crossbones.
Mind hypnosis, memory reading.
Crossbones's eyes showed even more alarm than Coulson's. The moment he met Qingshui's gaze, he decisively closed his eyes.
But it was already too late.
His consciousness was being invaded.
However, for Crossbones to have reached his current position, both his personal combat prowess and his mental fortitude were exceptional among normal humans. His subconscious resistance was fierce.
This did cause Qingshui to expend a bit more effort to dismantle his mental defenses.
He thought that if it were someone with a will as strong as Captain America or Batman, which could almost be considered a superpower, or even abstract enough to border on a rule, this technique's effect would be weakened. He would need to exert more force and effort to achieve the desired outcome.
Of course, while Crossbones was quite capable, he didn't qualify for that level.
To search his memories faster and more conveniently, Qingshui directly placed his hand on Crossbones's head.
A seven-level agent was already considered high-ranking within S.H.I.E.L.D., and such a person would undoubtedly be close to the core circle within Hydra.
A large amount of classified intelligence belonging to S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra was being perused by Qingshui.
"Take me to your director, and bring these people along too."
Qingshui withdrew his hand, looking at Crossbones, who had fallen into a self-protective coma due to mental trauma.
This technique was much more effective than the Mind Control Heart Technique, but unfortunately, his main body didn't have the Mind Stone.
He wondered if he could research related techniques from the stone in the future.
"Are you going to use that teleportation magic from earlier that opens space doors? How wide can that door open, and how long does it last?"
"Coulson, your method of acquiring information is a bit too amateurish. That's not like a skilled agent."
"I'm not using a method; I'm just directly saying what I want to ask, because what you just did looks like mind-reading from those wizards or something."
Coulson said honestly.
"Alright, where is your director now? Do you have a photo?"
"In an abandoned military base hidden beneath Hoover Dam. The director repurposed it into a backup secret base. I don't have a photo, but I can tell you the exact location."
Following Coulson's description, Qingshui used Watos to real-time access surveillance satellites and pinpointed the location. He then opened a portal on the spot.
The moment the portal opened, several guns were aimed at it.
"Hill, it's me!"
Coulson waved and called out to the lead agent on the other side of the portal, a beautiful woman with a spirited look and medium-length hair.
Maria Hill, a Level 9 S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, a top-tier field agent, and an exceptional administrative talent.
"Password."
"No password."
"Incorrect password."
"I told you, there is no password."
"Correct password."
Hill immediately raised her hand, signaling for the agents beside her to lower their weapons.
Well, would you look at that. So the password was "no password" all along. The "incorrect password" must have been a secondary prompt to signal the other party to continue to the next phrase, which was "I told you, there is no password."
"Uh… do I just walk through this door? I'm not going to suddenly lose a hand or something, am I?"
Coulson tentatively stretched his hand into the portal.
Maria Hill and several agents also watched the scene with curious eyes.
"A portal? Watt, have you developed space technology similar to the Tesseract?"
Hill asked tentatively.
"It's a bit different. Anyway, just get these people inside. I've already interrogated Rumlow. Oh, and where's your bald director?"
Qingshui slightly stepped aside, revealing a group of S.H.I.E.L.D. special forces members tied up behind him.
Hill and the blonde female agent next to her immediately exchanged glances.
...
Ten minutes later.
The S.H.I.E.L.D. special forces members were led away by agents whom Nick Fury truly trusted and who had been vetted before entering the base.
Qingshui also met Black Halogen Egg.
His face was bruised and swollen, his arm was in a cast, and he was slumped in a large chair. In the dim light, thanks to his racial talent, he blended perfectly into the darkness.
"Why don't you turn on the lights? Do you agents all like to create this sense of mystery?"
Qingshui clicked the light switch.
Ninjas also liked to move in the dark, maintaining a sense of mystery. That was to hide their presence, avoid revealing information, and facilitate attacks and assassinations.
But if there were lights available, there was no reason not to turn them on.
It wasn't like they were short on electricity.
"I didn't realize you could use magic. When did that start? Did you also have contact with those people from Nepal to Tibet?"
"Stop probing, Halogen Egg. You've been beaten up like this, and you still want to stir up trouble."
"This isn't stirring up trouble; it's necessary precaution. I can investigate and analyze their confirmed existence in this world, but I've consistently been unable to contact them."
Nick Fury said calmly.
"There's no need to contact them after this anyway. S.H.I.E.L.D. has pretty much been replaced by Hydra, and you're seen as dead to the outside world, having lost your authority as S.H.I.E.L.D. director."
As Qingshui spoke, he felt that with Nick Fury sitting and himself standing, it looked a bit like a subordinate reporting to a superior. So, he reached over, pulled a chair close, sat down, and then turned to look at the doorway.
A handsome blonde muscular man with a shield on his back, and a charming female agent in a leather jacket.
Captain America and Black Widow.
"Steve, Natasha, long time no see."
Qingshui greeted the two.
The latter two responded, and then the conversation refocused on Black Halogen Egg.
"I won't go into too much detail about the other things; you all know about them anyway. Now that the three Helicarriers are airborne, and you all know what Hydra plans to do.
That's why I came to find you two. Agent Barton and Stark should have been here too, but Barton and his wife are on vacation in Hong Kong and can't get back anytime soon. Tony Stark was also attacked and is missing, his fate unknown. So now, you two are the only ones left to depend on."
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