Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

"Hand it over? What do you mean?" Fury sat up straight, his voice tense.

"Literal meaning."

Azu said matter-of-factly.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. is now officially a wholly owned subsidiary of the Vought Group, under the direct executive order of the White House."

"As the de facto controller of Wotech, it's not unreasonable for me to take back the company's legitimate assets, is it?"

"Are you crazy?!"

Fury pointed angrily at Azu.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. belongs to the International Security Council! It is an independent international privileged body! It does not belong to any country, much less to a private company like yours!"

"The White House has no authority to transfer S.H.I.E.L.D. to Vought!"

Seeing the king of secret agents in such a rare state of panic, Ah Zu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Hahaha... Fury, did you burn your brain in that skeleton's fire for too long?"

"Wake up, old man."

"What international security council is there now? The United Nations ceased to exist the day the Skrulls announced the formation of the Federation of Humans."

"S.H.I.E.L.D., this kind of expensive and privileged organization, has always been supported by government funding from various countries."

"But now, every penny spent on S.H.I.E.L.D. agents' salaries, equipment maintenance, and base operations goes to the White House."

"The White House couldn't afford the money, so it had to sell this bad asset to the Vought Group."

Azu spread his hands, beaming with a bright smile.

"What's wrong with transferring it to a private company for management? This is a legal document issued by the White House, and it followed a proper business acquisition process. It's reasonable and legal. Every asset and every penny you have hidden around the world, legally speaking, already belongs to Walter."

Nick Fury stared with his mouth agape, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

The game of capital and power is that direct and brutal.

He felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

S.H.I.E.L.D. used to be so glorious.

They enjoy privileges in countries around the world, have virtually unlimited budgets, can mobilize global resources, and possess the most cutting-edge technology.

Now, it has actually fallen to the point of being merged and managed by a private company.

This huge gap made Fury feel extremely uncomfortable.

The cause he dedicated his entire life to has become a joke.

But what bothered him even more was his current predicament.

He is still outwardly known as the S.H.I.E.L.D. rat, a corrupt official, a human experimenter, and is wanted throughout the United States.

With no income and no job, how will he survive if he gives all his money away?

You could get reported for queuing up for free meals on the streets of Brooklyn...

Fury fell silent.

For a full three minutes, the only sound in the office was the ticking of the second hand of the clock.

Fury's expression shifted rapidly. Humiliation, resentment, and helplessness all coalesced into a heavy sigh.

He wore the longest expression of his life and spoke to Azu with great difficulty.

"That... Homelander."

Fury tried to make his voice sound less like he was begging.

"Do you remember... when you first returned to New York... I helped you regain your legal status and get your assets back?"

You still owe me a favor...

"A favor." Azu said calmly, his hands behind his back. "Of course I remember. I don't like owing people things, Fury."

"But you're a wanted criminal now. A rat in S.H.I.E.L.D., a madman illegally conducting human experiments, your arrest warrant is on repeat in the media every day. What do you want? For me to drop the warrant, give you a hefty pension, and let you spend the rest of your life in Tahiti drinking martinis?"

"So what do you want? Tie me up and send me to federal prison? Or just throw me out this window?" Fury's voice was low and probing. "You know I won't end up on the streets."

"Neither, Fury." Azu chuckled. "I'm going to repay this favor and give you a chance to get everything back."

Fury didn't reply immediately, but instead scrutinized the man before him warily. The devil's gifts always come with a price tag.

"Get everything back?" Fury scoffed. "S.H.I.E.L.D. has already been taken over by Vought. What could I possibly get back?"

"Of course, it will be a much larger and more powerful organization than S.H.I.E.L.D." Azu gestured with his finger to indicate a new name. "The name S.H.I.E.L.D. is now a thing of the past. From today onwards, it will be reorganized into the Bureau of Blades."

"The Divine Blade Bureau?" Fury frowned.

"That's right, but the focus of the Divine Blade Bureau is no longer those trivial matters on Earth. Your battlefield is up there."

Azu raised his hand and pointed to the ceiling above his head.

"Milky Way."

"You want me to lead the Divine Blade Bureau to fight aliens?"

"That's only one aspect," Azu corrected. "Your mission is to pave the way for humanity's colonization of the universe."

"Your identity will be cleared. You will transform from a criminal hated by everyone into a pioneer for humanity's journey to the stars."

"I know what you're like, Fury. I might crush you on Earth, but you can take them into space. Go ahead and deal with those aliens."

Azu reached out and patted Fury on the shoulder.

"Is this opportunity enough to offset that favor you did for me?"

"That sounds perfect." Fury looked directly into Azu's eyes. "But I want to confirm there's a problem."

"ask."

"Those Hydra agents inside S.H.I.E.L.D.... are you sure you've completely cleaned them out?"

When Ah Zu heard this question, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Clean them up completely?" Azu shook his head. "No, and I don't intend to clean them up completely anyway."

Fury looked on in disbelief.

"Are you insane?! You're planning to leave Hydra in an organization that controls Starfleet?!"

"Calm down, Fury. Put away your outdated Cold War mentality." Azu leaned back casually in his chair.

"Trust me, Hydra is definitely your best employee."

"They don't care about sacrifices, benefits, or weekends off and overtime pay; they just bury themselves in their work."

"Outstanding employees?" Fury could hardly believe his ears. "They're a bunch of terrorists! Their minds are filled with world domination and totalitarianism!"

"So what?" Azu retorted. "Do they want to destroy humanity? No, they just want to rule humanity. The difference between Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D. lies solely in their different social management philosophies, which led to their divergent paths."

"Of course, I don't agree with their extreme approach."

"But that doesn't mean they are absolutely evil. They just can't find the space to realize their ideals on this crowded earth."

Azu tapped his finger on the table.

"For nearly a century, the eyes of you agents and politicians have been limited to this small blue planet, Earth. You have no idea of ​​the infinite possibilities of the universe."

Azu activated a holographic projection, and a vast star map of the Milky Way unfolded, with countless dazzling stars revolving around them.

"Once humanity's fleet breaks out of Earth, the seeds of civilization will spread throughout the Milky Way. And once human civilization is placed on a cosmic scale, it will inevitably develop many different social forms."

"If some people like freedom, let them go to a democratic federation. If some people like absolute order, let them go to the Hydra Empire."

"Drive them off Earth and let them build their utopia in space. What reason do they have not to strive for it? What reason do they have to betray you? They might even become your sharpest blade."