[Am I dreaming?]
Nick Fury rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and then he saw a scene he would never forget.
The room in front of him seemed to transform into a series of interlocking gears, which continuously rolled and rotated, instantly spreading throughout the entire room.
Nick Fury, nicknamed "One-Eyed Man," is the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. and an ace Agent. His skill, eyesight, and even his mentality are all excellent.
Even when faced with such a spectacle that completely defied imagination and broke common sense, he remained expressionless, his face as dark as ever.
He was a man who had even been to space; in this World, he had nothing left to fear!
After this battle, he would go home and pet his cat!
Nick Fury immediately reached for his lower back, pulled out a gun, and agilely leaped to the side, preparing to avoid the rapidly spinning gears.
According to normal logic, his move was perfectly sound.
Because those gears looked extremely bizarre and suspicious!
But what Nick Fury didn't expect was that his simple jump caused him to step into thin air.
Fortunately, his agility and nerve reaction speed were exceptionally outstanding. He lunged forward with his thigh, doing a split, and his feet landed on the two banks of the cracked Earth, successfully stabilizing himself.
But then, Nick Fury's face changed from pure black to extremely pale.
The reason, as everyone knows, is that taking too big a step can cause a strain.
Even more tragically, the cracked Earth's span continued to widen, so Nick Fury's split angle also began to expand.
Rimuru, secretly manipulating all of this, suddenly widened its eyes and couldn't help but give Nick Fury a thumbs up.
As expected of the S.H.I.E.L.D. Director, his body's flexibility is quite good!
Just as Rimuru was marveling at Nick Fury's body flexibility, with a whoosh, a grappling hook suddenly shot out from Nick Fury's belt.
The grappling hook instantly embedded itself in the ceiling, pulling Nick Fury up with it.
Seeing this, Rimuru wasn't too surprised.
As an Agent, it's perfectly normal to have one or two small pieces of equipment suitable for scaling walls and roofs.
Rimuru waved its hand casually, and the Earth flipped, the floor becoming the ceiling, and the ceiling becoming the floor.
In an instant, Nick Fury, who had just been celebrating his escape, crashed straight down onto the "ceiling."
Immediately, Nick Fury's eyes rolled back, and he gasped in pain.
Oh, his old back!
First, there was the animated floor and rolling gears; now, even more exaggerated, the floor and ceiling abruptly swapped positions.
What the hell is this?
How much can one endure before it's too much?
You've been bullied to this extent, Newton, aren't you going to come out and do something?
But now was not the time to think about that; the first thing to do was to escape this cursed house.
Nick Fury went for it, not daring to use the main door, and plunged headfirst towards the window glass, intending to break out.
Then, Nick Fury became even more bewildered.
He plunged forward, and before he even hit the glass window, the window itself split open with a large crack, like a demon hiding in the dark that had already opened its bloody maw, just waiting for him to walk into the trap.
Even more bizarrely, Nick Fury, rushing too fast, tripped over his own feet and fell flat on his face.
It's also a glass window?
Why are you so special?
No matter how difficult, Nick Fury, with a nosebleed, finally breathed a sigh of relief; he had finally escaped that cursed house.
What made him unable to control his emotions even more was that Nick Fury also saw Coulson, and the S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents secretly hiding in the dark, ready to assist him.
In an instant, Nick Fury was so excited he couldn't contain himself; at this moment, Nick Fury's eyes were even a little moist.
It was too hard, truly too hard to survive!
A while ago, because Coulson had messed up the tasks of capturing Rimuru and smoothing over the Iron Man incident, he had put Coulson on the sidelines.
Nick Fury had decided that after this, he would give Coulson more responsibilities and transfer him back to a core department.
As for the other Agents, they could also be entrusted with important tasks.
But no matter what, the Director's demeanor could not be lost.
He, Nick Fury, the One-Eyed Man, also had his pride!
Nick Fury pulled a white handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the blood from his mouth and nose in one second, straightened his black trench coat in three seconds, and adjusted his eye patch in ten seconds.
Blood can flow, head can be cut off, but the eye patch, as the main body, cannot be disordered!
Seconds later, everything was in order.
He, Nick Fury, the graceful, mysterious King of Agents, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Nicky Wu, was back!
Cough!
Nick Fury coughed heavily, giving his subordinates a few "he's here" signal cues.
Then...
Nick Fury, who was tired of holding his pose, was astonished to find that Coulson and the S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents paid no attention to his arrival.
Didn't they hear?
Nick Fury was displeased. He had made such a loud noise, and those Agents still hadn't heard him.
As Agents, these good-for-nothing brats still had a long way to go!
Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough!
Another violent fit of coughing left Nick Fury's throat burning.
But still, no one reacted. At this point, even if Nick Fury was slow-witted, he realized something was wrong.
Limping towards Coulson's car, Nick Fury was then astonished to find that not only Coulson, but the other S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents also acted as if they couldn't see him.
Nick Fury conducted several small experiments and was bewildered to find that everything in this World was normal, but no one could see him, Nick Fury.
Even if he kicked Coulson hard, his foot would pass directly through Coulson's body.
Coulson himself couldn't perceive anything!
Oh my God, how could this be?
Could it be that he, Nick Fury, had already died without knowing it?!
Was he a soul now?
Otherwise, how could others not see him? And how could he not be able to touch anyone at all?
A soul, only a soul could explain all of this!
But how exactly did he die?
Nick Fury pondered with a frown, recalling every detail carefully, but he couldn't remember when he died or how he died.
Nick Fury still didn't know the true reason for his Death that day!
By the way, if he really died, was his Death elegant?
Bah, bah, bah!
What was he thinking? He couldn't possibly be dead!
He felt aches all over his body; if he were a soul, he absolutely wouldn't be able to feel pain!
Could Coulson and the others all be fake?
Was he the last Earthling in this World?
But that's neither scientific nor theological!
Dreaming, he must be dreaming!
Dream?
Nick Fury's eyes suddenly lit up. By the way, what layer of dream was this?
Nick Fury found a top, twisted it with his finger, and the top began to spin on the smooth floor.
But to Nick Fury's astonishment, after spinning for a few seconds, the top stopped!
WTF!
How could the top just stop like that?
Nick Fury felt his head was about to explode. What on Earth was going on?
Coulson was still waiting here; would his presence also be erased by some mysterious unknown entity after a while?
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