A Marine Admiral in the Marvel Universe

“Our Strategic Homeland Defense, Attack and Logistics Agency has the world’s largest intelligence network and can provide you with any intelligence you need. In return for our cooperation, you can ask us to do anything, anything.”

Nick Fury said that the purpose of flying in stealth fighters was not just to show off, but also to demonstrate their strength. The other side were all smart people who should know what it means to fly fighter jets into New York and what this kind of stealth technology means.

Nick Fury's meaning is simple: cooperating with us means cooperating with the world's controllers, which means cooperating with the whole world.

We represent the interests of the entire world!

Nick Fury's gaze was intense, his only remaining eye fixed on Cao Gui. His primary target was Cao Gui, who was wearing a mask; Tony Stark was unimportant... In fact, he had plenty of ways to deal with Tony, and his main objective now was Cao Gui.

"Not a bad suggestion." Cao Gui chuckled. To be honest, given S.H.I.E.L.D.'s intelligence network, it would be easy for him to rack up points if he wanted to, but...

I, Cao, am a second-generation snake. I have everything you have, so why should I work for you?

And, most importantly, he wasn't interested in this black man.

Upon hearing Cao Gui's words, Nick Fury's expression turned serious, and he continued:

"Gentlemen, our world is not safe. We are facing a threat. This world has vampires and mutants. If they rely on their power to do whatever they want, it will be a disaster!"

"We need your help, the world's civilians need your help."

Tony Stark couldn't help but puff out his chest. He had been creating the Iron Man suit for quite some time now, initially to protect Pepper, and later to get revenge after a defeat.

But he always felt that the Iron Man armor shouldn't be used like that. Perhaps... this one-eyed bald man was talking about the correct way to use it?

"So...this is why you misappropriated funds to speculate in stocks?"

Just as Tony Stark was fantasizing about being cheered for while wearing Iron Man armor, a mocking and disdainful voice rang out, interrupting Tony's unrealistic fantasy.

Upon hearing this, Nick Fury's lips twitched, and he felt a burning sensation on his smooth scalp. How did someone find out about this embarrassing incident? Was there a mole in the department?

Impossible. That mole is so stupid that instead of keeping an eye on his weapons, equipment, strategies, and tactics, he's looking to see if he's misappropriated funds to speculate on stocks.

Cao Gui chuckled. It wasn't hard to guess that Cao Gui had become interested in Osborn's crisis after learning that Old Green Goblin had almost become Green Goblin due to a cash crisis.

After an in-depth conversation with a financial professional, Beth, Cao Gui learned that the Osborne Group's cash crisis was caused by an accident at the marine laboratory.

Then, considering that face that looked exactly like Black Widow's, Cao Gui had no doubt that it was created by Black Egg, with the aim of plundering Osborn Group's technology.

He had the ability, the motive, and his people were even at the crime scene. Who else could it be but him?

"You seem a little surprised?" Cao Gui sneered.

"Chief Nick Fury, your corruption is no secret; everyone with a reputation knows it."

Behind him, Sitwell pursed his lips, afraid that he would laugh out loud. Unfortunately, because of that misappropriation of funds, he suddenly became one of the members who controlled the funds of S.H.I.E.L.D. Although his position had not been promoted, his status was no longer the same.

"Hehe, you two can chat anytime." Cao Gui lightly touched the ground with his toes and leaped away, leaving the area.

"How dare you, one-eyed bastard, say those things?"

Tony Stark uttered a disdainful remark, then took off and left, leaving only the disheveled black egg in the wind.

……

About ten minutes later, Cao Gui returned to the New Jersey villa. Gwen was definitely not in the apartment in her current condition, so she could only stay here.

Cao Gui strolled leisurely into his home, greeting his neighbors a few times.

Inside the room, Gwen's face was slightly pale, her originally rosy lips had become dry, and she had lost too much bodily fluid, so she looked like she had vomited quite a bit.

Cao Gui frowned slightly and touched her forehead, feigning doubt: "Are you sick?"

"No." Gwen hugged Cao Gui and nuzzled against his chest. "I'm just in a bad mood. I'll be fine after a rest."

"How about we go out and have some fun for a few days?" Cao Gui suggested. With such a major incident as the orc attack, the school would definitely have to close.

"In a few days, once George's injuries have healed considerably, how about we invite Helen and your brother, and everyone go out for fun together?"

"Hmm...that sounds good." Gwen rested her head on Cao Gui's shoulder. "So, where are we going?"

"The Bahamas." Cao Gui stroked her soft, long blonde hair and smiled.

“Mr. Norman Osborne gave me a seaside villa in the Bahamas.”

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Chapter 175 Unless he's a eunuch

A seaside villa on Long Island, New York.

In the underground laboratory, Tony Stark gently touched a row of small objects, his delight evident.

"Hehehe, after so long, it's finally finished. Looks like I'll need to design a few more weapon slots for my armor."

Tony Stark picked up a sword hilt-shaped object, pressed it gently, and with a creak, a deep blue lightsaber slowly took shape.

"Aha! The Force is with me!"

Tony Stark brandished his lightsaber a few times and couldn't help but shout out this slogan.

"Sir, take this, and you'll be even more powerful than Skywalker," Jarvis flattered at the opportune moment. "This lightsaber will definitely defeat the masked man."

“No, I prefer to be Darth Vader,” Tony laughed.

"Why?" Jarvis asked, puzzled.

"Because he is Luke's father."

“This…” Jarvis still didn’t understand, but since he didn’t think too much, he immediately brought up something:

“Sir, Mr. Obadiah Stein has been waiting for you for a long time and seems to have something urgent to say.”

"Got it, tell him to wait." Tony said nonchalantly, picking up an electronic player with a track, similar to an MP3 player.

Ring ring~

"Shit!"

The phone rang, and Tony picked it up to see that it was his uncle Obadiah.

"How annoying... Hey, Obby, why did you suddenly decide to call me so late?" Tony Stark muttered, then instantly switched his tone.

“Tony, I’m in your living room, come up for a moment,” Obadiah said. “I brought you your favorite cheeseburger.”

“Oh, really?” Tony looked regretful. “That’s really unfortunate. I’m in Las Vegas, not home, Obby. I won’t be back for another day.”

“Tony, I know you’re in the basement,” Obadiah said. “Pepper and Jarvis both said so.”

Tony: "..."

Damn it, Pepper, I'm going to dock your pay! Jarvis, I'm going to dock your battery!

In the living room, Obadiah was fiddling with his phone, his eyes darting around, looking somewhat sinister.

His purpose in visiting was simple: Tony Stark had been spending money recklessly lately; in just two months, a huge amount of materials and over a billion US dollars had vanished.

Despite being a multi-billion dollar conglomerate, Stark Industries only has a few tens of billions of dollars in liquid cash; the rest is real estate and technology.

The sudden large cash flow deficit caused great anxiety among the shareholders, and Obama, as the third largest shareholder, had no choice but to visit them on their behalf.

As he pondered, Tony Stark came up from the basement.

“Hey Tony, try your favorite burger,” Obadiah laughed, his earlier sullenness completely gone, replaced by the air of a kind elder.

"Come on, have a taste. You haven't been back to Los Angeles for a while, you must not have had this in ages, right?"

“You’re right, Obi.” Tony Stark didn’t refuse and picked up a hamburger to eat. “I haven’t had this taste in a long time. I’ve been missing it so much.”

"So what have you been doing in New York these past two months?" Obadiah asked with a smile. Tony Stark had been acting very strangely lately. For two whole months, he hadn't had any scandals with any cover girls, had any yacht parties, or even gone to Las Vegas.

He stayed in New York the whole time, and according to Pepper, he never left the house, almost like a prodigal son returning home.

An outsider might actually believe it, but who is Obadiah?

Howard Stark's trusted advisor, who watched Tony Stark grow up, knows Tony's womanizing nature well and that it's impossible for him to turn over a new leaf unless he becomes a eunuch.

"What else can we do? Of course, we'll research new money-making projects," Tony Stark said, munching on his hamburger without batting an eye.

Lying is a fundamental skill for a capitalist, and he was already proficient at it when he was five or six years old.

"Oh, what's the project?" Obadiah picked up a hamburger, munching on it as he asked.

As a fellow capitalist, he also has another characteristic: he won't act until he sees a tangible benefit; you can't expect to get rid of him with empty words.

"Uh...uh...Jericho missile!"

Tony stammered, cleverly masking his hesitation as unclear speech by speaking through his mouth full of hamburger.

"Eat slowly." Obadiah poured a glass of water, placed it in front of him, and then stared at him, saying:

“Go down the line from the Jericho missile, I want to hear it.”

"Cough cough..." Tony swallowed the hamburger:

"It's like this, this is a completely new missile system, unlike the traditional warheads of the past. I designed a brand new robotic warhead, specifically for the massive cave system... It's hard to explain, Jarvis, open the blueprints."

"Sir, it is..."

“Drawing number 1...99...yes, it's 199, I forgot to name it.”

"Come on, Obby, look, here it's blah blah... like this blah blah... and also wala wala..."

"So, do you understand now?"

Tony rattled off a string of technical jargon, completely bewildering Obadiah.

Although both are capitalists, the difference is that Tony Stark is a genius, and a genius with three doctoral degrees.

Obadiah had absolutely no knowledge of this and was successfully fooled by Tony Stark.

Obadiah scratched his head, just as Tony had expected, he was completely baffled: "Then... how long will it take?"

"You should know that scientific research is a long-term commitment, and no one can say for sure..." Tony Stark said seriously.

"But I guarantee that a month from now, the finished product will be in front of you, and you will see that the blueprints are almost complete."

“Alright, in that case, I’ll tell the board your plan, and then I can report back,” Obadiah said.

"Goodbye, Obi." Tony waved and breathed a sigh of relief. "Remember to let me know next time you come, and I'll have Jarvis cook for you."

“Well… I won’t be coming anytime soon,” Obadiah laughed. “I’m planning to go on vacation to the Bahamas for a while. I’m getting old; I’m past my prime.”

"Oh, really? Well, have fun."

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