Superman of the Marvel Universe

Nick Fury didn't know why Lieutenant General Superman recruited him, but that didn't stop him from agreeing.

Weekends off, triple pension, a single apartment in New York, a luxury suite in Las Vegas, and casino VIP customer treatment...

These are all benefits that the CIA does not have.

If those colleagues knew about it, they would definitely rush to apply for a job at SHIELD, even if it was a temporary job.

Being an agent is not about love. Faced with higher salary and better conditions, everyone knows what to choose.

Young Fury was no exception, although he had some doubts in his heart.

"What exactly does Lieutenant General Cavill see in me?"

This is what made Fury feel puzzled when he left the office.

As an unknown member of the CIA, he has no impressive resume.

Leading a team to arrest several Soviet spies, it was the largest and most creditable operation that Fury had participated in since joining the Intelligence Service.

Compared to the legendary agents within the CIA who perform various dangerous missions, Fury is nothing.

Lieutenant General Cavell's compliment just now was more like a polite comment and had no authenticity.

The only person the CIA can talk to on an equal footing is Director Vandenberg, who also holds the rank of lieutenant general.

If SHIELD wanted to recruit him, all he had to do was send a letter or give a notification.

There is absolutely no need for Lieutenant General Cavell to personally dispatch this, which is really abnormal.

"What strengths do I have that I don't know about but were discovered by Lieutenant General Cavell?"

Fury walked into the elevator with this question. Tomorrow he would go through the onboarding procedures, sign an employment agreement, and become a glorious S.H.I.E.L.D. agent.

I will definitely treat my colleagues from the CIA to dinner tonight and have some fun.

This is a necessary program.

Fury was already looking forward to the envious expressions on those guys' faces when they found out he had triple the pension - well, it seemed like no one would really want to receive the money right away.

“My grandpa always told me that while remaining kind, I should also be vigilant at all times.”

As the elevator went down, Fury returned to the lobby and looked up at the shining silver eagle emblem.

As a black man who suffers from discrimination, he does not believe that there is any unwarranted kindness in this world, and that everything is driven by profit.

In the young Fury's view, even if Luke chooses to recruit him because his butt is perky, it is more convincing than simple appreciation.

Of course, the above is a completely unreasonable assumption.

Everyone in the political and military circles centered in Washington, D.C., doesn't know that Luke has a beautiful Italian lover, and that he is quite close to Miss Carter, the commander of S.H.I.E.L.D.

And, according to rumors from unknown channels.

Even the representative of the mutants, the White Queen of the Hellfire Club, actually had an inappropriate affair with him.

Therefore, how could Lieutenant General Cavill, who has such a romantic reputation, be interested in Fury.

Even if he has a higher butt, he is still Superman's comrade, Captain America Steve Rogers, who is more dangerous.

"A new life is about to begin."

Young Fury shook off these questions and reached out to hail a taxi.

He is ready for a bright future, the kind of promotion, salary increase, and reaching the pinnacle of life.

……

……

"Are you very optimistic about this new agent? It's rare to see you waste your precious time on some unknown person."

Luke crossed his arms and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching Nick Fury leave.

A familiar voice came from behind him, it was Howard who was full of energy.

"I just want to train a capable helper. As SHIELD expands, Carter has to deal with more and more heavy tasks. Such a large organization cannot be supported by her alone."

Luke turned around. After several days of recuperation, Howard looked much more energetic. He must have recovered from the crazy juice extraction by the female vampire.

"How are you doing? Are you getting along well with that Soviet scientist?"

Howard curled his lips and mentioned scientific research. He did not hide the arrogance of genius.

"I can only say that Anton Vanke is a good assistant. At least he can follow my rhythm closely. After I finish explaining the design ideas and specific plans, he will not show a dull expression like a chimpanzee."

Look, this biting sarcasm and harsh comment has a very obvious Stark family style.

"Howard, I have a hunch that sooner or later you will be beaten to death because you are too good at talking."

The corner of Luke's mouth twitched, and he finally understood why Trask and Dr. Zola were unwilling to chat with Howard.

During normal breaks, the two of them, who are also top scientists, would rather grab a piece of food and go back to the office to enjoy it alone, rather than avoid the nagging Iron Man father.

There is no way, this guy can always quickly and effectively destroy other people's strong appetite and good mood.

"Don't look at me now through the eyes of the past."

Howard pretended to be innocent and said seriously: "Everyone who knows me knows that I am actually elegant, easy-going, approachable, and easy to talk to."

"What stage of your power armor are you at?"

Luke chuckled and changed the subject.

"It will take some time before it is put into use, especially regarding the materials. I am waiting for your surprise gift package."

Howard held a piece of information in his hand and threw it on the table.

"By the way, I have looked for you several times before. Carter said that you went to...Kathmandu and planned to take a trip to purify your soul. What's going on?"

"Like Peggy said, I did go to Kathmandu."

Luke readily admitted that there was nothing to hide.

"Not only that, I also got something extra."

Snapped!

He snapped his fingers.

A flame lit up at his fingertips.

Subsequently.

The faint light stretched into an arc.

Like a living creature, it changes into different appearances.

It's like a wonderful trick, dazzling people.

"I am now a high-level mage who successfully graduated and was recognized by Kama Taj."

Luke raised the corners of his mouth and said softly.

Master?

Howard stayed for a few seconds and said sincerely with an unprecedented respectful attitude: "Respected Master, I want to learn this!"

A strong thirst for knowledge and a blazing flame of curiosity immediately took over his heart.

After seeing vampires and werewolves, Howard was very calm about the existence of magic in this world.

"Then you have to wait for a while. The principal of that mage training school is on a business trip recently."

Luke shrugged. He had already expected Howard's reaction.

Obviously, science and women can no longer satisfy Iron Man's father. This guy needs something more exciting.

Learning magic is a good option.

By the way, Iron Man seems to have been the Sorcerer Supreme - in some future timeline.

"Back to business, how did the matter I asked you to investigate earlier go?"

Luke cleared his throat and said seriously.

He looked around with super vision, not missing a single detail.

Super hearing enveloped the room, not missing any abnormalities.

After confirming that there was no problem in his office, he continued: "I didn't tell Carter about monitoring the president or the White House. I only told you."

"I haven't found anything wrong yet."

Howard stroked his mustache and said half-jokingly: "If word gets out that Director S.H.I.E.L.D. is secretly monitoring the Oval Office of the White House, it will cause an uproar, and you may not be able to step down by then."

Luke pouted, what's so strange about this.

Probably in more than 20 years, a certain president will be forced to resign due to similar incidents.

"Why do you doubt the president? There are so many Secret Service agents and bodyguards around him, how can something go wrong!"

Howard asked confused.

"In addition to my sensitive intuition, I found some clues about the White House."

Luke opened the drawer on his right hand and threw several blurry photos and a report to Howard.