American comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

Nick ultimately gritted his teeth and accepted the purchase notice that Luke had thrown out, which was tantamount to acknowledging that vampires possessed monetary attributes. Of course, their recognition only meant that this monetary attribute was just a game within their circle. At best, it could still only be described as bartering with a different face. But Nick didn't believe that Luke would only trade with him alone.

Look at the things he was taking out?

Just that thing called Holy Light was enough to make people's hearts flutter, just like the longevity potion.

As for vampires possessing monetary attributes? That's not a problem either!

The vested interests couldn't wait for Luke to establish a small circle, so that good things like longevity potions could only circulate within this circle. After all, longevity potions now require application qualifications and queuing to buy, and high-quality vampires with high vintage may become increasingly rare in the future, but the number of people who need longevity potions may increase more and more in the future. Rather than tearing faces and fighting for them at that time, it's better to delineate a small range from the beginning.

Vampires, as a new currency, are undoubtedly acceptable to the vested interests when linked to longevity potions and the like. After all, they all have a batch of vampires in their hands, and the quality is not low. Although they have privately sold and traded some of them for various reasons, those are mostly of low quality.

And with their business acumen, they naturally understand that once vampires have monetary attributes, it is equivalent to increasing their value a lot, which also means that their vampire inventory is more valuable and rarer! Perhaps not everyone among them has thought about it, but they don't have the ability to give vampires this value. The only one with this ability and reputation is Heberon, who controls the longevity potion.

And the financiers were overjoyed with Luke's move!

At least in Nick's heart, Luke's operation can be described as the finishing touch, which not only brought new benefits and circle classes to everyone, but also made his and Heberon's status rise, gradually showing a detached trend. Even if Obadiah is resurrected, Justin Hammer is released from prison, and Dario Agger, who is still struggling to gain freedom from Roxxon Oil, will applaud Luke and cheer.

Fortunately, S.H.I.E.L.D. and he are also vested interests, and they are quite forward-looking and closely bound vested interests. So Nick is very happy to bridge the gap for Luke and facilitate some things. After all, if it can really be done, then the thousands of elite vampires within S.H.I.E.L.D. will instantly become a huge bargaining chip in his hands.

Nick fantasized, and then was interrupted by a phone call from his subordinate agent Phil Coulson.

"You better have something important, Agent Coulson," Nick answered the phone, his tone serious.

"Sir, the prince is here again." Agent Phil, who heard that his boss's tone was wrong and vaguely realized that the other party wanted him to go on a business trip again, gave his answer almost immediately, to show that he did have something very important.

"Prince? Which prince? There are so many princes in this world, Agent Coulson! If you're very idle, I recommend you go to Africa, there's just a bit of trouble there that needs someone in charge," Nick got into the car, started it, and said.

"Asgard! It's that prince of Asgard, do you remember? Thor Odinson, the one who plays with the hammer!" Agent Phil had to remind his boss.

Squeak!

The car that had just started braked directly on the road, and Nick's face changed instantly.

"Where is he?" Ignoring the violation of traffic rules, Nick asked eagerly. He didn't really like those alien gods with power coming to Earth, because they were all trouble! Either they brought trouble with them, or they themselves were trouble! So when he heard Agent Phil's words, his first feeling was that new trouble was coming.

"He's right next to me, oh, be gentle! That's my car! God, you can't do this!"

As soon as Agent Phil finished speaking, Nick heard a scream from the communicator, Agent Phil's scream like a dead relative, which was particularly irritating to the eardrums.

"Agent Coulson? Agent Coulson? Listen, I don't care what happened to you, keep an eye on him for me! Understand? If possible, take him back to base." Nick Fury shouted into the communicator, and then the car started again, roaring into the traffic in the cursing voices of the vehicles behind.

The other side.

Phil Coulson looked pale at a man in medieval attire, holding a hammer in his hand, and a red cloak on his back, looking at him innocently. If the man didn't have a door that had been pulled down in his hand, this innocent expression would indeed be very deceptive.

"Don't blame me, your Midgardian means of transportation are too fragile, I just pulled it lightly." Thor Odinson, the God of Thunder, said, while trying to prove himself, so, under Phil's desperate gaze, the other door of the car on the same side was also pulled down.

"Look." Thor threw down the car door, looking helpless.

"You don't need to use so much force," Phil said weakly.

"I didn't use any force at all." Thor kicked it over, flipping the car over and landing heavily again. He winked at Phil: "Look, that's a little bit of force."

"Okay, whatever you like. Fortunately, I didn't drive out my Lola, otherwise I would have to duel with you." The only thing Phil was thankful for now was that the car, which had been ravaged and looked very miserable, was not his beloved car Lola.

"Duel? Hahaha, frankly speaking, I can beat someone like you until I vomit." Thor looked Phil up and down and mocked.

"I've called someone to pick us up, and my boss wants to see you," Phil hung up the phone and said to Thor.

"This, uh, car or something, can't be driven anymore?" Thor pointed to the car that he had kicked aside with his hammer, and asked doubtfully.

"Do you think it looks like it can be driven now?" Phil shrugged, feeling powerless in the face of this reckless alien prince. Although Thor seemed to him to be a good person.

"The quality is really bad." Thor complained, "I'll send you an Asgardian aircraft later as compensation for your loss."

"It seems you've really grown up." Phil put on a familiar, friendly smile and said warmly to Thor. When he first came, this prince wouldn't even mention compensation, he would take it for granted that he had damaged things. The whole person was arrogant and conceited. Now at least he knows how to compensate for things, which is thoughtful.

"Can you tell me what you're here for on this planet this time?" Phil looked at the sky and found that the people who were supposed to pick them up hadn't arrived yet, so he tentatively asked while the atmosphere was right. Before his boss met Thor, as someone who had a relationship with Thor, he would naturally try to get as much information as possible.

"To visit a mage. But there's no hurry, the other party is not in a hurry to see me. So I have enough time." Thor said whatever he wanted, without noticing that Phil was trying to get information out of him.

"Mage?" Phil blinked, he seemed to hear some incredible information from the big guy's words. S.H.I.E.L.D. had just had a war with the vampires of the dark world.

"The Supreme Mage. The guardian of your Midgard! What, you don't know?" Thor gave Phil a strange look, "I remember you said that you are the world's largest organization for maintaining world security and peace. I thought you were subordinates of that mage."

"No, we're not." Phil felt his throat was a little dry: "We are an official organization composed of various countries in this world."

"Now I know." Thor nodded, but his undisguised expression and eyes revealed the meaning of "no wonder you are so weak."

"What about your brother? That Loki? How is he?" Phil felt hurt, he originally wanted to say that they were actually quite strong, just weaker compared to you. But looking at Thor's silly appearance, Phil felt for a moment that there seemed to be nothing to explain. So he swallowed these words back into his stomach, and subtly changed the subject.

"Loki." Thor muttered the name again, his tone and expression fell down in an instant, which made Phil's heart skip a beat. "This time, I have asked the Supreme Mage to find out the whereabouts of Loki. It's just that I was thrown here by the other party as soon as I arrived. Fortunately, I saw you at a glance."

"What happened? Loki is missing?" Phil's brain sounded the alarm for a while! In his heart, that Prince Loki was much more dangerous than the big guy in front of him! The other party had a previous record of launching destructive weapons here!

"Yes, he couldn't accept his own background, nor could he accept his own failure. In front of his father, he jumped off the Rainbow Bridge." Thor said with a bitter face, his tone bitter. "No one knows which corner of the universe he is thrown into now. Father has been exploring his news in the universe during this time."

"Sounds complicated." Phil breathed a sigh of relief, but soon made a sympathetic look and comforted Thor.

"Come on, I know very well that you don't have a good impression of him, after all, Loki has indeed done a lot of wrong things. But thank you anyway." Thor first exposed Phil, and then understood. He didn't understand these things before, his brain only had various combat skills, and combat, drinking, and war.

The exposed Phil smiled awkwardly. But soon someone came to save him from the embarrassment. A S.H.I.E.L.D. standard Harrier plane slowly fell from the air, and the rear hatch opened, revealing two familiar faces.

Hawkeye Clint Barton.

Black Widow Natasha Romanoff.

After the Harrier plane picked up the people, it flew straight into the sky, and the inside of the fuselage was very stable. Thor twisted his body back and forth in the seat, seeming to feel a little awkward, and finally broke off all the armrests and seat belts around him, and then sat upright and felt much more comfortable.

"You must know where Jane and Eric are, right? I want to see them." Thor expressed his demands to Phil. He hadn't seen his Earth girlfriend and friends for almost a year, and Thor missed them.

"Of course, that's no problem. You can go see them at any time, or we can arrange for them to come see you. Dr. Erik Selvig has been busy recently and may not be able to take the time. But Ms. Foster should have time," Phil said. As the Earth girlfriend of the alien prince, Jane Foster has always been under S.H.I.E.L.D.'s surveillance and protection. Of course, this surveillance and protection is not discovered by the protected.

This protection will not last forever.

It didn't take long to get on the road. After taking Thor back to S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, Phil first took him to change into some decent clothes. In his words, "You can't go on a date with Ms. Foster in this outfit, that will make the other party socially awkward." "Of course, if possible, it is best to have a full body check or something, in case you and Ms. Foster have something to do with each other during the date, no one knows whether you will cause harm to the other party. After all, you can't even control your own strength now. And S.H.I.E.L.D. has a full set of testing equipment, and the results come out quickly."

Nick, who had rushed back from Heberon, did not meet Thor immediately, but first obtained some information he knew from Phil, and asked Natasha and Clint about their feelings. In the words of the two, he was particularly lively, like a combative lion.

Soon Nick met the so-called lively, combative lion-like Asgardian prince. The other party was wearing a suit, pulling his tie and feeling uncomfortable, always wanting to tear it off, but the tighter he pulled, the more uncomfortable he felt.

"God, is this kind of clothes popular in your Midgard now? I feel that it is not suitable for combat at all, and it is very uncomfortable to wear," Thor complained while following Phil.

"Prince Thor?" Nick tentatively gave a title.

"Don't call me prince, you can just call me Thor. Are you their leader? Your combat power doesn't seem to be very good." Thor waved the hammer in his hand and looked Nick Fury up and down, his tone very disappointed: "Midgard doesn't seem to have the tradition of strong people like Asgard! I thought the leader of your organization would at least be stronger."

The corners of Nick's mouth twitched.

"I'm hungry, I hope to eat something." Thor asked rudely.

"There will be food, you can choose whatever you want. The bill is on S.H.I.E.L.D.'s account," Nick nodded.

"You are a good person, but I won't owe you money, I can exchange some things for some, uh, that kind of paper money you have here." Thor had a little affection for Nick, but not much.

"Phil said that you came here this time to see a mage?" Nick already understood Thor's general personality, so he didn't play any concealing and roundabout language tricks, because that might be counterproductive, and the other party would not understand what he was saying at all, or understand it in the opposite direction.

"Yes." Thor nodded.

"We also want to see that mage, to thank him for guarding this planet for so long. I think as organizations that protect the world's security, we should have a lot to talk about with him, and we can develop cooperation in many aspects." Nick stared at Thor and said: "I hope you can bridge the gap, or tell us where their gathering place is."

"It's no problem to know each other, but tell you where the gathering place is," Thor looked blank: "I don't know where the mages' gathering place is at all."

PS: The Avengers have been modified, don't be surprised.