After parting ways with Tony.
Egghead Fury opened the door of the black sedan, but didn't get in immediately. Instead, he held the door with one hand and said:
"It seems we need to have a talk with Mr. Parker."
"We already have."
Natasha tilted her head, as if to say, Boss, are you alright?
However, Nick Fury shook his head and said, "I mean a frank and open talk with him."
Of course, speaking of frank and open, based on Ben's understanding of him, it would be good if one or two out of ten sentences were true. He could only say, frank and open, but only a little bit.
But no matter what, since Nick Fury had made this decision, he wouldn't care what others thought.
Therefore, at midnight, Ben received a message from Eunice saying that Primus had intruders. When Ben rushed over, he happened to see this guy blending into the darkness, relying on his all-black attire.
"Ben Parker."
Nick Fury noticed the displeasure, even anger, on Ben's face, but he didn't care at all.
Just a young kid.
If he couldn't even handle a sixteen-year-old high school student, what right would he have to be called the King of Agents?
He might as well resign in shame and give the position of Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. to Hill.
Therefore, seeing Ben's displeased expression, he didn't care, because he believed that as long as he explained his intentions and let this so-called genius understand the real underworld, this little unpleasantness would disappear.
In fact, he had deliberately mobilized all of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s hackers to hack into Eunice's system, which was also a way to showcase S.H.I.E.L.D.'s power.
He had long known that when dealing with so-called geniuses, one had to show their capabilities; otherwise, the other party wouldn't even give you a second glance.
But he had clearly misjudged Ben.
At this moment, Egghead Fury was sitting with his legs spread on the sofa in Primus's lounge area, pontificating to Ben.
"I have to say, your Artificial Intelligence is quite good, almost catching up to Tony Stark, but still a little short."
After saying this, he narrowed his eyes, observing Ben's reaction.
He expected Ben to show a defiant expression like Tony, but at the same time, he would become interested in S.H.I.E.L.D.
This would be a good start.
But soon, his expression changed, because things had completely exceeded his imagination.
"Motherfucker?"
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"
Not long after Nick Fury finished speaking, he saw Ben sneer and pull out a big treasure from his jacket.
The dark muzzle of the gun was aimed at his forehead from a distance.
Holy crap, this kid?
In an instant, Nick was stunned, and his mind even started flashing through his life.
But he didn't make any moves. On one hand, he was afraid that any action he took would provoke Ben. On the other hand, he was also gambling, gambling that Ben wouldn't dare to pull the trigger.
However, the next second—
"Boom!"
A blue energy beam shot out of the barrel at light speed!
Instantly, the sofa hit by the beam was blasted with a large hole.
Nick Fury was, after all, the King of Agents. His peripheral vision had been fixed on Ben's finger. The moment he saw Ben pull the trigger, he rolled away, dodging the attack, thus avoiding a fate similar to a certain President named Ken, whose head was blown open.
No, Nick was sweating all over. He glanced back at the sofa, which was now just wreckage.
If he had been hit, it wouldn't have been a blown-open head, but something incomprehensible.
Nick Fury, who had just narrowly escaped death, was furious. He knelt on the ground, supporting himself with one hand, his face full of rage, and yelled:
"You're pointing a laser weapon at my head and shooting, are you crazy?"
Ben looked at him coldly, "You forcibly broke into my firewall, hacked my system, and trespassed into my company. The fact that I didn't blow your head off is already being polite, black person!"
"What do you mean, not blowing my head off is being polite? You just missed!" he said angrily. "If I hadn't dodged so quickly, I would probably be dead by now."
"If you had learned to knock like your subordinates, I wouldn't have shot you," Ben sneered.
He had the nerve to be unreasonable for trespassing on private property?
This black person still thought he was someone important!
If it weren't the 21st century, Ben would have captured him and made him pick cotton long ago!
In fact, he also understood that Egghead Fury just wanted to put him in his place, and perhaps didn't have much malice beyond that.
But the problem was, Ben wasn't his farmhand. Why should he indulge him?
He wanted to put me in my place?
Let's see who puts whom in their place!
Seeing Ben spew slurs and hold a laser gun that could instantly broaden anyone's horizons, Nick Fury felt like killing Natasha.
Damn it!
Is this what you meant by: low threat level?
If Natasha could hear his thoughts, she would cry injustice.
I said Ben Parker was low threat, not that you should immediately slander his company and then forcefully sit in his company's chair to show off!
One could only say that after being the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. for two years, Egghead Fury had forgotten who he was.
After giving Nick Fury a taste of his power, Ben put down the laser gun.
After all, he didn't want to cause himself trouble. S.H.I.E.L.D. was backed by the Security Council, and falling out with them wouldn't benefit Ben.
"Alright, Nick Fury, just say what you came here for."
Ben sat in another chair, crossed his legs, and said.
Hearing this, Nick froze:
"You've heard of me?"
"The S.H.I.E.L.D. director with a heart blacker than his face, it's not exactly a big secret," Ben leaned back and said, "I know more than you think, even your trump card."
"Oh really?"
Nick smiled noncommittally. However, just as he thought Ben was just a frog in a well, he found the other party's gaze seemingly pointed, stopping at his belt.
There lay his last resort.
'This kid, does he actually know?' Nick panicked.
At the same time, his body instinctively tilted to one side, trying to block Ben's line of sight.
He forced a calm expression and said, "Since you already know about us, I'll get straight to the point."
Nick, now sure that Ben wouldn't attack him further, found another chair and sat down, looking Ben in the eye. He said, "I have an idea to bring some extraordinary people together and see what we can achieve. When people need it... we can fight the battles they can't win."
After speaking, Nick looked at Ben.
First, he was attacked by Ben, and then the other party revealed his biggest secret. This completely disrupted Nick's planned rhythm.
However, he had some understanding now.
Given that the other party could produce such advanced laser weapons, he probably wouldn't be impressed by Tony's battle armor, let alone the fact that Nick didn't even have battle armor himself.
After much deliberation, Nick Fury directly revealed his Avengers plan.
In response, Ben said.
"Interesting, and then?"
"I want to invite you to be a part of it."
"I refuse."
Ben: Politely declined, my friend.
Honestly, the idea of the Avengers wasn't bad, but he had no reason to join.
Instead of joining the Avengers and being a punching bag for S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Security Council, why wouldn't he just establish the Earth branch of the Galactic Plumbers on Earth?
He could do everything the Avengers could do anyway, so why should he work for free?
Of course, Nick Fury didn't need to know about this.
He shrugged and said, "Sorry, I don't have time to play house with you playing Super Hero, Nick Fury."
"As you can see, I'm the boss of a company now. Primus's daily profits are in the hundreds of millions, and it will only increase in the future. I'm too busy counting money to become a Super Hero. How much money can one make being a Super Hero?"
Nick Fury was probably taken aback by Ben's realistic reason for refusal, and was immediately stumped.
So, Nick fell silent.
You're talking about money, what can I do?
I can't exactly pay you a salary, can I?
He wished he could, but the problem was, as Ben said, Primus's profits averaged hundreds of millions a day. Who could afford to pay that?
Besides...
'I came here to ask for money, not to give it!'
That's what he thought, but Nick still wanted to try. He immediately said, "Cooperating with S.H.I.E.L.D., the benefits sometimes cannot be measured purely in money."
This was the truth.
Even Stark Industries, as powerful as it was, was still constrained in some matters in this capital-controlled country.
The congressman who tripped up Tony during the hearing not long ago was a prime example.
However, after Tony officially reached a cooperation with S.H.I.E.L.D., the other party stopped making any trouble.
Of course, this was also due to his compromise and letting Rhodey take away the Mark 3. But no matter what, cooperating with S.H.I.E.L.D. could indeed avoid some unnecessary hassles.
But the problem was that S.H.I.E.L.D. itself was the biggest hassle.
Cooperating with these people, Ben might as well have gone straight to Alexander Pierce and shouted: "Long live Hydra!"
Then he could have gone undercover in Hydra directly, saving ninety-nine percent of the trouble.
How great would that be!
So, facing the chips offered by Nick Fury, Ben still shook his head.
Seeing Ben's stubborn refusal, Nick Fury was also very troubled, but in order to build a safer safe house, Nick decided to go all out.
"Then what do you want?"
What do I want?
Ben smiled slightly.
He originally wanted to ask for the Skrull's genes, but after thinking about it, he changed his mind.
There should be quite a few Skrulls on Earth, so getting their genes wouldn't be difficult. Asking for them directly might easily arouse suspicion.
Therefore, he thought of something else.
"I want the Cosmic Cube."
"Impossible!" Nick refused without even thinking.
He didn't even ask Ben how he knew the Tesseract was in his possession, because that wasn't important. Keeping the Tesseract in his own hands was the most important thing.
Thanks to a passerby who likes novels for a hundred-point reward.
I've been busy moving and cleaning these past few days, and I'm really tired. Plus, I broke my daily ten-thousand-word streak earlier, so I plan to take a few more days off. This week, I'll update six chapters per day. I'll resume the daily ten-thousand-word goal starting Monday. Since I broke the streak before, I won't count the previous days. Starting Monday, I'll recalculate for thirty days of daily ten-thousand-word updates.
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