Marvel Space and Time Administration Growth Log

"Gravik...wait." Casper tilted his head, a slightly crazy smile on his lips, "Indeed, this is indeed our style. Once we offend someone, we can't let him live." Suddenly, Casper felt that he understood, all the doubts were solved, that's it, all the logic of Lancer's actions made sense! "After everything is over, I wonder if they will regret it."

"According to the information I received, this race is a repeat offender. You can tell this is inevitable when you look at their abilities. Have you heard of a mutant named Mystique?" Lancer said this without any expression.

"This is not a good topic." Casper looked at Lancer, "But... the same race... Oh my God! How could they be allowed to survive!" Casper simply imagined such a situation and instantly felt a headache.

"So, we got a lot of support inexplicably, and it was probably because the US and Russia just disliked each other in the early stage and each started war preparations, so everything was a natural thing." Lancer shrugged. Anyway, it was the Hydra Lord who provoked the tension between the US and Russia, what did it have to do with me, Lancer?

"After lighting the fire, I found that the house was full of rats?" With a smile on his face, Casper could imagine the scene very well. Lancer thought that there were only a few thousand or tens of thousands of rats... but now the number of people killed in the fierce battle between humans and Skrulls on the battlefield has already exceeded 100,000, and what is even more devastating is...

In many cities recaptured by humans, large areas of new tombs and large corpse pits were discovered. It is said that there were too many of them, and some dark races were causing trouble, causing a wave of supernatural disasters in a small area in Ukraine. This was also a mental shock to the Skrulls. It is said that several large cities were in turmoil for a long time, but they were finally dealt with by the people of the church, and fortunately no greater disaster was caused.

However, these discoveries are enough to make humans hate them to the fullest, and basically cut off the possibility of the Skrulls integrating into the world. After all, humans are empathetic beings, and everyone will feel fear and anger from the bottom of their hearts when facing one corpse pit after another.

The strong public opinion has surprised the world! This is not 1, not 5, or even 2! There are only people in the Katyn Forest... In the end, whether it is the Russian army or the NATO army, once it is determined that there are no human survivors ahead, all kinds of cruel ammunition will be pushed onto the ammunition rack. The only reason for not using nuclear bombs is that we still want this land.

"So let's not talk about this. Talking too much will make people depressed." Lanser shook his head and licked his lips. He wanted to smoke a cigarette, but after looking at the no-smoking sign in the coffee shop, he gave up. "What about you? The unlucky guy who was called by HCLI to work for nothing."

"It's just like what you said, a poor guy who works for nothing." Casper shook his head. "But things have become calm during this period, with not much business, and the world has become much more peaceful." Casper's smile was full of sarcasm.

"So are you interested in leaving HCLI?" Lancer looked at Casper and suddenly remembered something. "Anaheim is just starting out now, and I'm just a short-seller. How about it, are you interested in starting an empire together?" Seeing that Casper didn't seem to be interested after mentioning it twice, Lancer simply threw a straight ball to test the waters.

"It's a very tempting proposal, but HCLI..." Casper wanted to say something with a smile, but was interrupted by Lancer.

"Oh... you didn't reject me directly. Please help me take the conditions back. I'll exchange you for the position in the corporate alliance." Lanser laughed. I think you should have no objection, Koko.

"Of course not!" Koko came out of the kitchen and sat down next to the two of them. "When did you know?"

"I saw Tojo when I came in." Lanser pointed to Tojo's position in the kitchen, who was wearing a chef's uniform.

"Traitor!" Koko said angrily, "But Lanser, the terms you set are

My father will definitely not refuse it!"

"What if I refuse?" Casper stirred his coffee, his face showing no joy or sadness.

"Just like Lancer said, you didn't refuse immediately. In our industry, this is already an agreement. It's just a matter of price." Koko picked up the snack and started eating.

"Hmph! Aren't you afraid that I will target HCLI!?" Casper narrowed his eyes, looking very dangerous.

"Okay! Okay! How about we punish it together!"

"Your father really has a pair of good children..."

2-129 Discussion and Pursuit

"Click..." The sound of the trigger being pulled.

"Put your hands where I can see them." Nick Fury was holding up a Smith & Wesson revolver. Judging from the prayer written on it, it was a very rare leaked divine firearm on the market. In fact, when we say leaked, they were basically purchased through special channels. Of course, if you take this thing to the Vatican and the priest holds a hammer and beats you against evil for God, don't complain.

"Fury, it's me." The newcomer took off his disguise, Talos raised his hand and slowly turned around.

"..." Nick Fury looked at the man in front of him and sighed, "What do you think I can do?" Nick Fury naturally understood the reason why Talos came to find him. He also understood the reason why Talos took the risk to find him. After several months of bloody battles in Ukraine and hundreds of thousands of casualties, the human war machine has been running at full speed. Even a big country on the other side of the continent sent its troops to Ukraine by rail and transport planes in the name of the United Nations army.

In other words, Nick Fury is not living in a wealthy area now, otherwise Talos might have been killed on the road. Jammers have been deployed in the wealthy areas of New York...

"We have to do something..." Talos looked at his old friend, "I can't just stand there and watch my people die."

"But you didn't restrain them, and things got out of hand." Nick Fury looked at his old friend, his eyes full of helplessness, "Because of what they did, they don't even have a chance to surrender." Nick Fury stared at him, his eyes even a little angry, "There are 5 bodies that have been counted, you promised me that, and now things have become like this! What else do you want to say? Even the most peaceful people will not propose any cooperation. Do you still have any hidden transport ships?"

"Do you want us all to leave and wander again?" Talos looked at Nick Fury with a bit of disbelief in his eyes.

"No, it's just some necessary final preparations. You should have sensed that in New York, your area of ​​activity is becoming smaller and smaller, and jammers are being laid on a large scale." Nick Fury looked at his old friend, the smile on his face was a little bitter. He risked coming to see him, he could have left, but he risked seeing him, there were some things, he owed the person in front of him too much.

"..." Nick Fury's words were like a knife stabbing Talos in the heart. The expression on his face began to become desperate, and his eyes began to dim. "There are hundreds of thousands of people?!"

"How many people have they killed? Does that mean that the people on Earth are no longer human? We agreed at the beginning... to obey the laws of the Earth. Now, even if you kill me and use my identity, there is only one thing that can happen..." Although Nick Fury is currently being hunted by S.H.I.E.L.D., his intelligence channels have not been completely cut off, and a lot of information still flows into his hands.

"You can't be so cold-blooded!" Talos looked at Nick Fury in front of him with a look of despair in his eyes.

"Listen, I'm willing to do something for you. I'm even willing to find you a shelter, but it definitely can't be for so many people, especially those in Ukraine!" Nick Fury gave the definition first.

"You probably don't know yet, but the Third Fleet is blocking the entrance to the Black Sea and the Mediterranean Strait! Now all planes flying out of Ukraine must stop at airports equipped with jammers. As for the land passages... surrounded by hundreds of thousands of troops, although there are some gaps, the Ukrainian branch of Hydra is hunting down the lone ones everywhere." When Nick Fury said this, he leaned against the wall and quietly distanced himself.

After the last meeting, Coulson stopped contacting him, and every time he called, he would hang up after the phone rang for a few seconds. Although this seemed very heartless, in a sense, wasn't it also reminding Nick Fury how bad his current situation was?

So now Nick Fury is actually on the run, he doesn't trust anyone. Nick Fury has decided that after Talos leaves, he will immediately move to another safe house nearby through the fire escape, and then drive the car that has been prepared long ago to other port cities early tomorrow morning to see if there are any ships going to South America, and then continue to stay in Mogok. It is estimated that it will not be long before the FBI comes to the door.

"Is there no other way?" Talos' eyes were blank as he listened to Nick Fury's question. This basically sentenced his people to the end of their fate. Talos was unwilling to accept this, so he was running around desperately, trying to get a glimmer of hope for his fellow people, including Ukraine, but the results were minimal.

After Talos turned and left, he immediately sent people to chase him, and this was not just once or twice.

All the scenes told him that although the Skrulls were well taken in during their escape this time, they struck back and made everyone remember their betrayal and tyranny.

"Yes, seek asylum in other countries or organizations. I think you know better than me which countries can do that, but the organizations that can protect you right now are almost the same." Nick Fury narrowed his eyes and quickly screened the organizations that might be able to do this in his mind. "You don't need to look at me. You are also involved in the investigation. If you are seeking shelter under S.H.I.E.L.D., you can go directly to the Hydra Lord, maybe it will be easier."

"Yes, I know..." Looking at Nick Fury, Talos took a deep breath. It was indeed as he said. SHIELD was facing many problems. Apart from other things, the identities of the new and old directors were more or less flawed. It was hard to say who had bigger problems, Hydra or the Skrull supporters. Anyway, Talos agreed with Nick Fury's suggestion to cross out Hydra.

"The remaining ones who have this ability, the S.H.I.E. Bureau could accept it before, but now I guess they won't accept it." Nick Fury hugged his arm with a complicated expression, and his left hand fingers were tapping his arm quickly. Although he put away his pistol, his current posture can ensure that he can take out the gun and shoot immediately.

"..." Talos was also sad in his heart. Gravik, you deserve to die! Everything was fine originally! How easy is it for everyone to find a place to stay? ! It can accommodate so many people! Moreover, the first generation took advantage of the underdeveloped technology in that era to quickly fabricate documents. Thanks to the vast land of the Soviet Union, the movement of hundreds or thousands of people was often not so noticeable. Later, we were the ones who were issued the documents! Most of the newcomers did not cause much trouble and successfully established themselves!

With today's population, the vast majority of Skrulls were born on Earth, and are already second or even third generation natives... They should have been able to live in peace! They should have been able to live in peace!

Gravik! You are a waste with nothing but ambition!

"Maybe... there really is a company that can do that." Nick Fury thought about it for a long time, and finally hesitated for a long time, because he had to admit that his idea was really, no, too crazy!

It is really difficult to choose, because the scale of this organization may not be large, but even if this matter is exposed, the major powers will have to accept it with a pinch of their noses. This is not something that can be solved simply by having power.

"Hmm?!" This feeling of being saved from a desperate situation really made Talos feel excited. He saw a glimmer of hope in this despair. Really, even if there was only a glimmer of hope, Talos would definitely grab this glimmer of hope!

"I..." Nick Fury was about to pour cold water on his friend to make him more rational, but at this moment, an alarm next to Nick Fury sounded. Nick Fury simply leaned against the wall and peeked through the window. "Damn, it's the FBI and ESU! Damn it... This is the photo of the owner, his name is Jimmy Warren."

"Okay!" Talos also knew that this was not the time to argue with Nick Fury. He turned around and became the person in the photo, just like he had done countless times with Nick Fury, and walked towards the bedroom. Then Nick Fury hid in the small room at the back, waiting for an opportunity to leave. The two of them didn't need to rehearse, as this was already practiced countless times.

"Open the door! NYPD!" Not long after the loud noise downstairs, someone knocked on the door.

"Wait!" Jimmy Warren trembled and walked out of the room, fumbling to open the locks on the door one by one. It was Sheriff Murphy who came in. After a simple identity check with him, he began to ask questions. Talos pretended to be an old man and stretched his neck, curiously looking at the location downstairs.

"A black man with one eye, about the same height as me, with a solid build." Sheriff Murphy quickly described Nick Fury's appearance. "Have you seen him?"

"I've seen him. I met him downstairs before. He doesn't like to talk. He looks like a black man with some money. He's a criminal, right? Oh, my God, so scary, a criminal!" Talos opened his mouth and said a few words. With his actions and expressions, the image of an old white man with a very serious stereotype emerged.

"Has he been back these days?" Murphy asked, not caring whether the "old man" in front of him had any racial discrimination. "To be exact, it was today!"

"I haven't noticed it. I have nothing to do with him! I'm a Republican voter. I go to mass every week. I have nothing to talk about with this guy named Ni." Talos fully portrayed an old man who has little money but is a bit racist.

"Okay, keep an eye out, and if you see him coming back, notify us immediately." Murphy said quickly.

"Okay, I will! Thank you for your hard work, officer." After saying this, the old man played by Talos politely said goodbye to Sheriff Murphy, then slowly closed the door and locked the five locks one by one from bottom to top.

After doing all this, Talos walked into the room that Nick Fury had just pushed in and silently closed the window. "Waiting for your call, Brother Ni!"

2-130 Do you know where they are?

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The agent frowned. Someone was constantly changing numbers to call Lanser, which made the agent very unhappy. This was the fourteenth time!

"What's wrong?" Lanser, who had just finished taking a shower, looked at the agent with a frown on his face, looking very strange. He felt very good just now, and it couldn't be that he wanted to go back for more. Thinking of this, Lanser hugged the agent tightly.

"Someone is calling, and keeps calling." The agent frowned and was trying to capture the caller's location. If this guy is still so ignorant, the killers from the mainland hotel might have to come to the door to do something tonight.

"So persistent?" Lanser snorted coldly, reaching out to hold a plump hand again, "Give me the phone, I can probably guess who it is."

"Yeah." The agent handed the phone to Lancer and twisted his body to make it easier for Lancer to do bad things.

"Hello? If you are so persistent, there must be something real." Lancer answered the phone and said directly, and his tone was not very good. Obviously, Lancer did not want to talk to the other party. My wife is unhappy. If there is nothing serious, you'd better consider how many pounds of bullets can make her calm down.

"I'm Nick Fury." Nick Fury didn't hesitate. Things were different now. He didn't need to, and couldn't, put on airs in front of Lancer anymore and let one of his senior men take over.

And he has almost no men he can trust...

"Record." When this word came out of Lancer's mouth, Nick Fury almost used up all his strength to control his instinct to hang up the phone. "Don't be nervous. If nothing unexpected happens, I won't sell you out, but I need something to prove that you and I are not together."

Then after a moment of silence, Lancer suddenly asked, "And I thought the first sentence you said to me would be 'Can I trust you?' You didn't say this sentence, but it still felt a little bit off."

"???" Lancer's words confused Nick Fury. His first reaction was, "This guy might be seriously ill. He's not my subordinate. Why should I ask him if I can trust him?" But this was not the time for him to make a choice. Since Lancer said this, "Can I trust you? Are you satisfied?"

"It seems impossible." Lancer laughed. "Director Nick Fury, let's talk about some things. You are not in a good position right now, and I am on the rise. I have no reason to give up my own rise to help you."

Although Nick Fury was replaced by Pierce, SHIELD did not make any overt changes, so Nick Fury is still the theoretical "director" of SHIELD, but almost no one pays attention to him. He can only mobilize the resources he has hidden. If he mobilizes external resources of SHIELD, he will most likely be hunted down by SHIELD.

Obviously, in the eyes of Lancer, who has become famous in Ukraine, this amount of resources is insignificant. Although Nick Fury is on the run, he has heard that in recent times, the Five Permanent Members have been continuously injecting capital into this company, and the amount is even huge.

And because in Ukraine, the cooperation between the special forces from various countries and the Decepticons is very good, the five good men plan to form a special operations team to cooperate with the Transformers in fighting and carrying out global strikes. The members are drawn from elite special forces around the world.

As for the commander, there is now a new navy rear admiral who is an ally of the Decepticons, and he happens to have a company that has obtained technology transfer from the Decepticons. Do we need to consider the candidate again? Do you know what it means to make dumplings specifically for a mouthful of vinegar?

As for color... Listen, this is the sound of a sixteen-inch gun being loaded.

So the question is, what can Nick Fury talk to Lancer about? ! Anything!

"For example, your company lacks a group of professional talents, whether it is technology or..." Nick Fury hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke. After all, it seems that only by letting the Skrulls themselves demonstrate their value can Lancer reach out and save some of the Skrulls who at least have no blood on their hands.

"Stop..." Lancer sneered, Lancer's mouth full of smiles, "Do you know where they are?"

"Ka!" Nick Fury hung up the phone directly and kicked it to pieces. There was no doubt that Lancer's words itself represented his position. It seemed that he had found the most troublesome person. He poured a glass of whiskey in front of him, drank it all, took out another mobile phone from his pocket, sent a message, pulled a book on the bookshelf, and then the bookcase moved back and opened, revealing the safe behind it.

Nick Fury quickly entered the password, hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to wear a watch, then put a pair of M9 pistols, two magazines and a briefcase full of money and a fake passport in his hands, took a deep breath, and then pulled a handrail. Soon, a ball of fire spread in the room in seconds.

Nick Fury knew very well that a game would soon begin, and the name of this game was: "Catch Brother Ni!" Oh, by the way, that Brother Ni was a one-eyed man.

Lanser, who was on the other end of the line, heard the phone suddenly disconnect, kissed the agent's white neck, and said, "Call Jin Bing for me."

The manager tilted his head slightly, and the video started playing automatically on his phone.

"Hey... big shot, you remembered me at this time?" Jin Bing answered Lanser's call almost immediately. This guy was someone he couldn't afford to offend. They could have had a drink together a year ago...

"This is just one errand. It will help your whitewashing career. You see, I miss you so much." Lanser said leisurely while kissing the agent.

"Oh!" Jin Bing narrowed his eyes. As a union representative attending today's Democratic Party regional banquet, he has already stepped half a foot into politics. However, he now knows very well that if nothing pushes him onto the fast track, it may take him a long time to accumulate experience. "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Catch a man who has crossed the line." Lanser touched the agent's lips. "I'll call the New York police, the FBI, and the Continental Hotel in a moment, and you'll be the first one."

"Tell me, he won't see the sun tomorrow." Jin Bing walked to the balcony, crushed the cup in his hand easily, and then threw the garbage into the grass below. It seemed that this action disturbed other people's interest. Looking at the two swaying white balls, Jin Bing smiled and shrugged, so short.

"Nick Fury, he has some information about the Skrulls, or he is the Skrulls' spokesperson in human society." Lancer said simply, "If you catch him alive, go directly to Underwood, and he will introduce you."

"Okay! Give me the photo! Let's have a drink when we get back." Kingpin's eyes flashed with evil fire. What he longed for was suddenly within reach! All that was left was a living Nick Fury. "

"Well, I wish you a happy hunting." Lanser hung up the phone after saying that. Then he saw the personal phone number of the director of the New York FBI branch automatically pop up on the phone screen. The other party picked up the phone without waiting for it to ring twice. "Hey, old man! There is an opportunity to make a great contribution! Are you interested?"

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"What's going on today?" Sheriff Murphy of the ESU team just returned from duty. As soon as their police car drove into the underground parking lot of their headquarters, they saw a long line of vehicles rushing out of the police station. He stretched his head to look at several police officers who were sorting out their equipment, "Hey, man, is there any major case? I didn't hear any calls."

"Capture Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., alive. The reward is $30 for the person captured alive and $5 for each person present!" the police officer said succinctly.

"…Why do I feel like we shouldn't do this, and I think I must know the person who offered this reward." Murphy looked at his teammates with golden eyes, and he instantly knew that he couldn't stop them from making this money.

"That's right, Major General Lancer has issued a bounty. This guy might be colluding with the Skrulls. He has information about the Skrulls! All the exits from the city must be blocked! It all depends on who has better luck!"

"What do you mean?" Murphy took a deep breath and felt that he didn't want to hear the news behind this sentence.

"The FBI, NSA, the Continental Hotel, and even the mafia all know that Nick Fury's head is valuable! SHIELD is now in a state of avoidance and cannot move. Just now, a company of National Guardsmen has been carrying out an 'expedition' mission near them."

"Damn it, this guy wasn't satisfied with the fight in Ukraine, is he planning to fight a second round in New York?" Sheriff Murphy was a little shocked. Some departments cannot be driven by money, but arresting the director of SHIELD...it is enough for them to go all out. He can imagine the director of the New York branch of the FBI waving a pistol and threatening to kill all those who get in the way. It's because SHIELD has overlapping powers with the FBI in some aspects...

"Do you think Nick Fury dares to shoot?" The sheriff laughed. Murphy had saved him before, so he knew that this guy was just a little bit stubborn. He was a good person, and he had a good relationship with the rear admiral. Maybe he could get some special information? He was not greedy. 5 was enough.

"What's wrong?" Murphy was a little confused. Why didn't he dare to shoot? Why didn't Nick Fury resist?

"Just now, a drug addict who was high on drugs was robbing and fired a shot. He was blocked by the NSA operation team patrolling nearby and the gangsters who rushed over. After finding out that it was just a piece of trash, they were so angry that they almost beat him to death. He is in the temporary detention area nearby. Do you want to go take a look?"

"……never mind."

2-131 No Choice

A tall, thin white man who looked somewhat malnourished walked into a delicatessen that was still open at night. It was called a delicatessen, but it was actually a shop selling sandwiches and drinks. He walked to the bar and said to the clerk in front of him, "This is a really bad night, isn't it?"

"…It's terrible! Business is not good, and there are troubles." The clerk looked around and opened the chopping board, motioning for someone to come in. After entering, the tall and thin white man went straight to the kitchen. The clerk continued to watch the counter listlessly.

"Talos... I thought you wouldn't come back." A Skrull woman hugged Talos.

"Sauron, the situation is special now, please maintain your appearance." Talos hugged and kissed his wife, then warned her.

"Have humans gone mad? The streets are full of police, gangs, and

Various security departments, Talos, what happened? "It's not just the couple here. As a Skrull base in New York, they have quite a few people here.

"Nick Fury is most likely exposed. Notify everyone to evacuate New York urgently. Leave only the minimum number of people. All ordinary people who have no ability should evacuate. The latest news is that New York is preparing to fully deploy jammers. There is no place for us in this city anymore." Talos opened a secret room on the side and took out a lot of cash and a bunch of car keys. "24 hours, evacuate everyone. Because Gravik has gone crazy, we have become the target of mankind. The bounty will fall on each of us."

The eight or nine people in the room were silent. Everyone stared at Talos in front of them in amazement. One of the older people took a deep breath and looked at Talos, "Is this your judgment?"

"Yes, while humans are still trying to capture Nick Fury, we still have a window to evacuate, and the best time is this evening! Although it may be a bit unfair to our old friend to say this, let's just regard it as his last contribution to us. While humans are capturing Nick Fury, move as quickly as possible, and head west if you don't want to leave the United States! We control several gas stations, and keeping as many people alive as possible is our biggest priority right now!" Talos showed his decisiveness as a leader.

(A personal guess. According to the existing intelligence, the performance of Boiled Egg in Secret Wars was extremely poor. The establishment time of S.W.O.D. is unknown, its power is unknown, and the duration of Nick Fury's vacation is unknown. It is unknown how long Talos played Boiled Egg for a long time. During the Spider-Man period, the SHIELD personnel around him did not discover that he played the role.