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"What is a potion?"

Nick Fury frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt and vigilance in his eyes.

The name sounded strange, which made him doubtful.

"The so-called potion is a magic potion made of various special materials. It has a very special effect, which is to force ordinary people to accept magic power."

Geralt's voice was low and slow.

"It sounds a bit rough, right? In fact, it is. This method contains huge risks."

He paused slightly and looked at Nick Fury with a serious look.

"What kind of risk is it?"

Nick Fury's heartbeat unconsciously accelerated a few points, and he was moved.

In his opinion, if it is just necessary to take some risks, it is not unacceptable.

After all, in this world, whether it is military research or spy operations,

Which great breakthrough is not accompanied by risks?

High risk often means high return,

And mastering magic power may have a revolutionary impact on the security pattern of SHIELD and even the whole world.

"Risk of losing control."

Geralt's eyes became particularly serious, staring at Nick Fury closely.

"We normal and talented mages all go through years of hard study and boring practice. In this long process, we gradually establish a subtle and close connection with magic, so as to master power.

This is actually a process of adapting to magic, slowly running in, until the mind is connected."

He paused slightly and continued:

"And those who become mages through potions have no resonance with magic. Through potions, the power is forced into the body, and there is no adaptation process at all.

Think about it, how can such a person guarantee that he will not lose control when facing the powerful magic that suddenly flows into the body?"

Nick Fury listened to Geralt's description, frowned, and fell into deep silence.

He was thinking about weighing the pros and cons.

After a while, he stopped, looked up, and said to Geralt with a look of determination:

"Can you make this kind of potion? We can find someone to try this method first to see if it is reliable."

"This kind of potion master has disappeared in the long river of history for a long time. The main reason is the uncontrollable risk of losing control and the problem of the lack of critical materials."

Geralt shook his head gently, with a bitter smile on his face.

"I traveled around in my early years and tried my best to collect several potion recipes. However, I have always been deeply distressed about the materials needed. Those materials are too rare, and it is almost impossible to collect them."

"What materials are needed, make a list for me."

Nick Fury raised his chin slightly, his eyes full of confidence and determination.

He thought to himself,

What a joke, who am I, the director of SHIELD, who controls the world's largest agent organization.

On this earth, is there anything that SHIELD can't do? How could a few potion materials stump him?

Geralt couldn't help but smile knowingly after hearing Nick Fury's straightforward response.

He was secretly delighted in his heart, waiting for this sentence.

With the powerful resources of SHIELD as a backing, there is no need to worry about the research consumption in the future.

Before leaving, Geralt warned in a serious tone:

"You must carefully select the test personnel.

This person must not only have a strong physical fitness and be able to withstand the strong impact that the potion may bring, but more importantly, he must be completely willing to participate in this experiment.

Because if the heart does not really accept the potion, during the process of forced injection of magic power, the resistance between the mind and the body will become stronger, thereby greatly increasing the risk of losing control. At that time, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"You don't have to worry about this. We have all kinds of loyal talents in SHIELD."

Nick Fury raised his chest slightly, his eyes full of confidence and pride.

"Loyal? Humph, just don't find me a Hydra when the time comes."

Geralt secretly complained in his heart,

After saying goodbye to Nick Fury, Geralt opened the portal and returned to his shop.

He walked straight to the underground laboratory, and Geralt slowly walked to the experimental table,

Looking at the unfinished potion experiments on the table, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

He began to seriously consider the potion that had just fooled Nick Fury.

In fact, if it is just to make a potion that can grant power, it is not difficult in principle.

The key lies in cleverly mixing the seeds of magic into a specific potion formula.

However, Geralt's idea is far more than that.He planned to break down the ability into parts, and then gradually integrate them into the potion in small amounts.

In this way, a unique pseudo-potion sequence can be constructed.

However, to put this idea into practice, there is still a long and difficult research road ahead.

Thinking of this, Geralt took a deep breath and immediately immersed himself in the potion research again.

At the same time, in the training base of SHIELD,

those who were previously frightened by Geralt's fear magic,

just like sleepers slowly waking up from a deep nightmare, regained consciousness one by one.

Their eyes were full of fear and terror after surviving a disaster, as if they had just walked through the gates of hell.

After experiencing this thrilling test, some of them were completely overwhelmed by the fear in their hearts,

and they began to apply to withdraw from this supernatural response team full of unknowns and dangers without hesitation.

After all, not everyone has the courage to face the dark power that can destroy the soul.

Those who stayed behind were a group of warriors with a will as firm as steel.

There was no fear or retreat in their eyes,

but a strong curiosity and desire to explore the mysterious unknown.

These people were the elites who were truly qualified to become the core members of the supernatural response team.

Among them, Patton's performance was particularly eye-catching.

Not only did he not lose his courage because of this terrifying experience,

but it seemed that his strong interest in mysticism was ignited deep in his heart.

The sun shone through the mottled leaves and gently sprinkled on the quiet path of the campus.

The classroom echoed with Geralt's steady teaching voice:

"In Norse mythology, the most famous gods are the god king Odin and the thunder god Thor. According to legend, Odin also has a younger brother named Loki. However, there are also some sayings that Loki is not Odin's younger brother, but his son, that is, Thor's younger brother. They live together in the divine domain at the top of the world tree..."

The students were all immersed in this mysterious and ancient myth.

In this peaceful and focused atmosphere, a noisy commotion suddenly broke out outside the classroom without any warning.

All the students looked out of the window curiously.

A large number of American soldiers appeared on the road outside the campus.

They were dressed in camouflage combat uniforms, with serious and stern expressions, marching neatly and quickly.

Behind them, there were armored vehicles following one after another.

In addition, some heavy weapons were looming, and the barrels flashed a cold metallic luster in the sun.

"What are the US troops doing in the school?"

Geralt was puzzled, and he frowned slightly, with a hint of uneasiness in his eyes.

The sudden appearance of military forces on campus was not an ordinary thing.

He instinctively felt that trouble was about to come again.