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Chen Fan and Maid Sister were seated in first class, in a spot that money couldn't easily buy.
As the plane was about to take off, all the passengers boarded the flight heading to America.
After waiting for over ten hours, they would arrive at another bustling capital.
...
"Finally gone!" Watching Chen Fan board the airplane, the personnel from the special department stationed at the airport all breathed a sigh of relief.
"He has only been in Island Nation for a short while, yet it feels like our country has gone through an international war!"
"Who isn't feeling that way? Just yesterday, that thundercloud that spread across half of Tokyo was caused by him. The Ministry of Finance estimates that the losses have already approached 50 billion yen!"
"Don't remind me. Although he's left, we still have to deal with the aftermath he left behind."
"Sigh... I wonder how long it will take to clean up these monsters. If only we had the same treatment as those priestesses and Exorcists—100,000 yen each. Just thinking about it is invigorating!"
"Hey, hey, hey! Wake up! This isn't the time for daydreaming!"
With a mix of sighs, the escort team began to withdraw from the airport, heading towards the areas most severely affected, with the goal of clearing out monsters and anomalies.
Chen Fan's departure didn't just bring relief to the lower-level personnel; it was the high-ranking officials who felt the most headache during his stay in Island Nation.
This so-called human nuclear bomb, even when doing nothing but sleeping somewhere in Island Nation, brought enough pressure from all sides to turn people's hair gray. Now that he was gone, everyone felt as if a second spring had arrived.
However—
There was still one monster playing the role of a teacher.
Thinking of that Monster Teacher, the leaders of the Island Nation sighed in unison.
Why does this country suffer so many calamities?
...
Calamities?
If the upper echelons of America heard this, they would surely spit out a few words in disbelief!
Which country has faced as many disasters as America?
The already troublesome superheroes had just gained another one, and not just any hidden figure either. This new arrival not only had a significant background but also displayed powers that reached the A Rank limit.
It was almost a city-destroying level of threat!
In the office of S.H.I.E.L.D., Director Nick Fury's expression was as dark as it could get. If the lighting were any dimmer, he might just blend into the shadows.
He had known about Tony Stark's research on Iron Armor from the start. However, he had only considered the beginning and never anticipated the end. Initially, he thought Stark was merely developing new weapons, but it turned out that this guy was actually using them himself.
Such an unabashed display of identity put immense pressure on America's upper echelons.
Facing someone who was not only a super-rich tycoon but also a superhero was precisely the kind of headache that America’s leaders dreaded.
America, which had risen through capitalism, understood better than anyone the capabilities of capitalists. After all, it was precisely because of the wealth and influence of capitalists that America could be so domineering today.
"That guy must be brought into S.H.I.E.L.D.!" rubbed his forehead, Black Director said.
Not long after Nick Fury made up his mind, the office door was pushed open, accompanied by the ringing of the phone on the desk.
Seeing Coulson walk in, Nick Fury noticed a hint of excitement on his face and waved for him to wait aside before answering the ringing phone.
"What now?!" The word "now" was bitten out through clenched teeth by Black Director.
After listening for a moment, Nick Fury's cheek twitched violently as he glared at the phone and shouted, "Damn it! Why can't those military idiots settle down? They've caused another mess! Haven't they learned from their previous mistakes?"
Coulson looked bewildered, casting a resentful glance at Black Director. He thought to himself, you can yell all you want, but why spray saliva all over yourself? This made his own excitement diminish by a third in an instant.
"What should we do? What the hell can I do?" Black Director, on the verge of a breakdown, suddenly changed his expression and coldly snorted, "They created this mess; let them deal with it themselves."
As soon as he finished speaking, Black Director hung up the phone abruptly. Let S.H.I.E.L.D. intervene?
To be honest, S.H.I.E.L.D. currently had only a handful of agents available. The highest combat power was just Natasha and Peter, along with Clint who was still on vacation. The rest had no significant combat capability to speak of.
As for the world's strongest human, Thunder Lord, Nick Fury didn't even want to think about that. That brat had extraordinary combat power but seemed equally capable of destruction. Letting him loose?
Sorry, Black Director couldn't even imagine the consequences of that event.
After taking a few deep breaths, Nick Fury turned to look at Coulson and opened his mouth, "Coulson, what do you have?"
"Director... After scanning with the probes, we detected faint signs of life beneath the glacier. Preliminary estimates suggest that Captain America, Steve Rogers, is very likely alive!" Coulson suppressed his excitement, displaying the expression of a die-hard fan facing his idol.
"Alright! Captain Steve is alive; well, that's good news!" Black Director said expressionlessly.
Even if Captain America is still alive, the old fellow in his hundreds can only be brought out to deliver speeches or displayed in a museum.
In the face of the current situation, he is of no use at all. Well, it seems he could boost the soldiers' morale a bit! That’s about all he can do!
“Director, why aren’t you excited at all? He’s the most dazzling hero from World War II!” Seeing Nick Fury's lack of emotional response, Coulson muttered in dissatisfaction. Why wasn’t he surprised at all?
“Oh! Ah! What a surprise! I can’t believe the Captain is still alive!” The Black Director opened his mouth, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth. However, his expression of surprise was hardly convincing; instead, it exuded a sinister vibe!
Coulson was left speechless at this sight and pouted, “Director, I request to head to the Arctic to search for Captain Steve!”
Putting away his ‘surprise,’ Nick Fury nodded, his face showing a serious demeanor as he said, “Coulson, I will consider your proposal!”
“You can take charge of the search for Captain Steve. You can arrange personnel as you see fit. However, more importantly, we need to find the Cosmic Cube that Captain Steve took with him. If you discover anything, you must report it to me immediately!”
“Understood! I’ll set off for the Arctic right away!” Coulson’s tone carried a hint of excitement; after all, he was going to search for his idol!
Then his eyes flickered slightly as he looked at Nick Fury, who was about to sit down, and chuckled lightly, “Sir’s flight has already taken off and is expected to arrive at the airport by nine tomorrow morning. I probably won’t have time to pick him up; Director, please arrange someone else!”
Nick Fury nodded slightly, “Let Peter go. It’ll be good for him to unwind a bit; he’s been eyeing your car for quite some time.”
Mentioning his car made Coulson’s lips curl into a strange smile. It seemed Peter was drawn in by his car and once invited in, he just couldn’t get out!
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