Thanks to [Universe Galaxy] and [51] brothers for their monthly ticket support! Nick Fury arrived very quickly, completely exceeding Michael's expectations.
Less than half an hour after Phil Coulson left, Nick Fury arrived at the top floor of the… Group building.
That's right, the guy came in a Quinjet! And he brought Phil Coulson with him again.
However, Michael, stroking his chin, wondered if he should install some anti-aircraft weapons on the top of the… Group building. Of course, these… were just thoughts. Even if the… Group had a good relationship with the Military, they wouldn't allow you to openly install anti-aircraft weapons.
After all, what if Air Force One flew over New York sometime and you shot it down? What then? Michael didn't care about this relationship. More than that, Michael looked at Nick Fury, who was walking over with a vigorous stride, like he was looking at an idiot. Your capable subordinate just gave me four very valuable skill books, and you still dare to appear before me to cause trouble?
In fact, as a head Agent who held countless secrets, how could Nick Fury not be fully prepared when meeting an unknown powerful individual? Look at the tiny, almost skin-colored disc pressed tightly behind Nick Fury's ear – this is S.H.I.E.L.D.'s… top-tier psychic defense artifact: the Anti-Psychic Invasion Patch! It's just that this thing has absolutely no effect on Michael's replication and materialization… In the Chairman's office, in the reception area, the two sides briefly introduced themselves.
"Mr. Michael."
Nick Fury leaned forward, resting his hands on the edge of the table, seemingly trying to create a sense of pressure.
"First, thank you for simplifying S.H.I.E.L.D.'s… name. It has indeed been a problem that has bothered us for a long time."
"But I still hope you can truthfully tell us your origin, your purpose, and what exactly you intend to do."
Nick Fury appeared very confident. "Since you say you know many things, then you should know the original intention and purpose of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s… establishment!"
"Can't you find out my origins?"
Michael, holding a teacup, looked at the seemingly aggressive Director Fury with a surprised expression, feigning confusion as he retorted.
"Mr. Michael!"
Director Fury frowned, his tone deepening slightly. "Don't treat everyone as a fool! We at S.H.I.E.L.D. are certainly not the useless bunch at the New York Police Department! How can an ordinary person monitor invisibility? How can he brutalize a green giant monster?"
"Nah, nah, nah…!!! The famous Director actually calls the New York Police Department useless. Tell me, if I hand this recording over to the New York Police Department, what kind of consequences will it cause?" Completely unaffected by Director Fury, he pulled out a pre-prepared voice recorder from his pocket, waved it in front of Director Fury's increasingly dark face, and asked.
"Hmph!"
Director Fury snorted coldly. "The New York Police Department is trash! Mr. Michael, what a trick! The World is so big, what influence can a mere New York Police Department have on S.H.I.E.L.D.?"
Director Fury looked completely unconcerned, staring intently at Michael. "Please, Mr. Michael, don't change the subject. As a powerhouse who surpasses ordinary humans, S.H.I.E.L.D. has the necessity, and even the right, to supervise you!"
"Is that so?"
Michael nodded noncommittally, then put the voice recorder back into his pocket and said, "Since S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't care, then, White, edit this conversation and release it online."
"Yes, sir!"
White's voice sounded in the reception room. "Processing, deployed!"
S.H.I.E.L.D.'s signal jamming? What's that? White indicated he didn't know.
"How dare you!"
Director Fury instantly jumped up.
He grabbed a root: What the hell! I don't care about the New York Police Department, but you can't put it online! Moreover, S.H.I.E.L.D. is a covert organization, how can it be exposed to the public? "Hill, quick, retract all news about S.H.I.E.L.D.!"
At this moment, Director Fury no longer had the arrogant demeanor he had just displayed in front of Michael. He was incredibly agitated, rushing to the side to contact the agency to quickly make amends! When collecting information on Michael, S.H.I.E.L.D. had dealt with White quite a bit, so Director Fury naturally understood what kind of capabilities an artificial intelligence had online.
Not long after, White reported: "Sir, the recently exposed information has been deleted. Do you need to deploy it again?"
Due to Michael's prior hint, White did not prevent S.H.I.E.L.D. from clearing all messages, but still popped up at the right time, striking Director Fury once again.
"No need, you can go now. I believe Director Fury will no longer be as… aggressive as before."
Michael seemed not to notice Director Fury's murderous gaze as he walked back over, lightly sipping the tea in his cup.
"Okay, sir."
White indeed disappeared instantly.
However, Michael didn't know that this brief wave of exposure still attracted the attention of many people… "Mr. Michael, I wonder what good this does for you!"
As Michael expected, although Director Fury was furious, he didn't let any of it show, asking in an extremely flat tone, devoid of any emotion.
"Oh?"
Michael looked at Director Fury strangely. "No benefit? I just wanted to do it."
He just wanted to do it? He just thought about it, and he did it? Director Fury's one eye widened! It was as if he had swallowed a swarm of flies, feeling incredibly uncomfortable.
"Is it strange?"
Michael seemed completely unaware that his previous actions were due to his dislike of Director Fury's assertiveness, and also a way to seize the initiative. "Isn't S.H.I.E.L.D. always like this?"
"You never ask how your targets feel."
"You never ask what your targets are thinking."
"All your actions are simply because you thought of it, so you did it."
"I just learned from you, and you're unhappy?"
Michael asked with a look of surprise.
To be continued: Feilu reminds you: three things to do when reading: collect, recommend.