Chapter 51: Communication from Two Worlds
"Bang-"
As soon as the door opened, Nick Fury's face was flushed with a headache, daring to push the door so arrogantly in his office, the entire S.H.I.E.L.D. was Evan Glazer's little bastard.
Sure enough, the boy walked in from outside the door with a casual face, followed by a female warrior in armor.
"You're all here!"
The childish little face was a little surprised, he didn't expect that there would be so many acquaintances in the house.
However, the boy was not a fearful person, and after a slight stunned moment, he regained his former liveliness and ran over to give Melinda May a big hug.
During the time of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s life, the relationship between the two has become a lot closer, and the family relationship is not yet discussed, but they are more familiar and cordial than others.
"Coulsonβ"
After hugging Melinda May, the boy's eyes were on Coulson.
Mr. Agent took two forwards with a very eye-catching look, opened his arms in a hug, and then punched him in the stomach.
"You should stretch out your fists, vice captain, there is no tacit understanding at all!"
With an innocent look at Coulson, Evan looked at Ciel.
The lady smiled and reached out to high-five the boy, and the crisp sound made Nick nod in relief.
The boy's first emotion for S.H.I.E.L.D. is not boredom, but a nostalgia like a wanderer returning home.
This shows that their response direction and preliminary work are quite perfect, and in the boy's heart, S.H.I.E.L.D. has replaced the orphanage and become another haven for him to hide from the wind and rain.
The high-fived boy turned his head in satisfaction, and then saw Nick Fury's smiling face.
"Drinkβphewβ"
It seems that he has gradually gotten used to it, and Nick is not angry at the boy's snort, but has a little helplessness that he can't cry or laugh: "How did I recruit you again?"
Evan didn't answer, and he didn't know if he was angry or simply ignored him.
"Alright, Coulson, take your captain to order his exclusive title, and I'll talk to Miss Wei. β
Speaking of this, Rao is knowledgeable director of S.H.I.E.L.D. also shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's the first time I've heard of a superhero who manipulates public opinion to give himself a specific title. β
The boy ignored his complaints, apparently having been drawn all his mind to his "title".
Without the help of others, he ran away from Nick Fury's office on his own, without even thinking to turn back and beckon his vice-captain to follow the leader's pace.
Glancing at his subordinates, Nick looked at Vi, who was unaware of the guests, and made a gesture to sit down.
Melinda and Coulson nodded and left, and the rest of the matter was no longer something that the two of them could participate in.
Maria Hill stayed, consciously standing on the side of the door, leaving plenty of room for the two to talk.
"Ahh
Seeing the boy leave, Wei undressed in an extremely unsightly posture stretched out and sat on the sofa opposite Nick Fury's desk, his feet stacked on top of each other, resting on the armrests of the sofa.
"What do you want to talk about?"
Wei leaned on her arms and looked sideways at the expressionless Nick, completely unaware of anything wrong with her actions at this time.
She was used to being rambling, a habit she had developed over the years, even when she went to the government agency in Piltover to report on some progress in the security guard, she was still the same as if she had her feet on the table and scolded her mother while briefly outlining the contents of the document.
So every time it was her turn, those leaders took the document very discerningly, saying that they could read it for themselves, and they would not bother Miss Wei to repeat anything in her unique way.
Nick didn't care about the other party's faux pas, because the other party's performance was completely consistent with the logical judgment of the opponent's behavior in S.H.I.E.L.D.
From the first day he came to the Marvel world, Evan never underestimated these agents with no special abilities.
They may be only cannon fodder or logisticians cleaning the battlefield in some high-intensity combat, but in their field, anyone who takes it lightly will find their disguise and so-called rhetoric so pale and ridiculous.
Therefore, the best way to deal with their speculation and calculations is to act in their true colors.
Otherwise, let the unruly Wei play the role of Caitlin or Camille, and nothing else, two glasses of red wine at different prices will knock her back into shape.
Once doubts arise in their minds, any unassailable statements and explanations are flawed in the eyes of these agents.
What's more, it is precisely because of the deliberate performance of Wei, the extremely different attitudes of the Evan people, that S.H.I.E.L.D. and politicians from various countries are convinced of the statement that "visitors from other worlds covet the boy's talent and plan to carry out abduction work".
"About the Masked Man...... I mean, 'Dramatist,' and I want to have all the information about him so that our intelligence agents can target him. β
Nick looked at the thoughtful Vi and continued: "He has caused a great deal of harm to the economic and social security of our world, and I expect him to pay the price he deserves, according to our judging standards. β
The rattlesnake hiding under the gravel bared its fangs, and after synthesizing multiple data and intelligence, Director Nick began his first exploration of the "other world".
Judging the quality of the relationship between the two countries is not the people's senses, but the entanglement of interests in them.
In the same way, when judging whether the earth is friendly or not in another world, it is not about the etiquette of the dispatched personnel, but about the attitude of the earth on the sovereignty issues related to the earth.
What Nick is asking for now is the right to judge, the right to judge visitors from other worlds who have committed crimes in their own world.
Wei heard what he meant, and replied to silence, or rather, she was contacting Evan, and after a while, she relayed her boss's words according to her own understanding: "I understand what you mean, but I still have to ask more, can you represent your world?"
"Yes!"
Nick nodded, his tone very firm.
"No, you can't!"
Wei sat up straight and explained to the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., who still hadn't understood the difference between "aliens" and "otherworlders," "All you can represent is your planet, and any of your decisions are worthless to the entire world or the universe. β
"You can't represent your world, and I can't represent our world either, so let's change the topic and don't do the work of standing on the street and worrying about the prosperity of the world!"
"I remember Miss Wei said that the foundation of your world is the plane?"
Seeing Vi nodding, Nick continued to ask, "Then what is the Leather City garrison you mentioned, the name of a plane?"
"No, the Piltover garrison is the name of the Piltover security station, Piltover is a country on the Valoran continent, the Valoran continent is the main plane, and the other half planes that rely on it are the abode of the gods, projected in the sky of the Valoran continent in the form of stars. β
Wei explained a few words briefly, and her tone was a little impatient.
Nick saw this, and didn't know that the other party was irritated by his boss's chattering heart, and subconsciously thought that this was an accommodation made by the other party in order to get closer to Evan and mention the matter, and at the same time sighed at the boy's talent, he strengthened his determination to dispel the other party's covetousness.
As the chat deepened, Nick gradually learned a little about the style of the Valoran continent, and became more convinced of the other party's identity as a "visitor from another world".
After all, such a harmonious and self-justifying worldview is by no means something that can be thought up in a day or two, especially the other party's description of the relevant cultures of different countries, which makes the Valoran continent that only exists in conversation become more and more real in the heart of the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. in the heart of the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.
"I can't represent our world, but I can represent the earth, you can't represent your world, but you can represent the Picheng guard, so we can have one-sided contact first, and make a precursor for friendly exchanges between the two worlds in the future. β
Nick looked at Vi opposite him with a sincere face, as if whatever words came out of his mouth were the most simple and true thoughts in his heart.
"Come on, you speak in a tone like a tavern owner who tricked a girl into selling it," Wei Wei laughed, "I can hand over the arrest and trial of the 'Drama Master' to you on behalf of the Picheng Guard, but in return, I need to take that child away." β
"It can't be!"
Nick Fury rejects Vi's offer in a firm tone, without even a moment's hesitation.
"Then there's nothing to talk about!"
Vi got up to leave, and when he was about to walk to the door, Nick's voice came from behind him, "Why are you so interested in Ivan?"
"Although that little guy's technology is very clever, compared to you who can hunt down across the world, the level of technology is still a lot worse, right?"
"Use and production are two concepts, that boy in the research and development environment of your world, actually researched a scientific and technological product similar to Victor's early force field works, this kind of talent, even the War College will be tempted. β
Speaking of which, Wei turned around: "The matter of Ember is handed over to you, and it has nothing to do with me whether you want to judge him or force (anti-harmony) violence after being caught, but One-Eye, I advise you not to stop me from getting closer to that child, this is not what I meant, it is the will of the whole Piltover." β
"You're threatening me?"
Nick Fury's face turned cold, half angry and half acting.
"You don't know, if that boy grows up, he might be like Jace, and Piltover will probably have an extra seat in the War College. β
"He's an earthling, Miss Wei, and I want you to keep that in mind, and don't put him on your Piltover side. β
Nick reminded, not afraid of the threat revealed in Vi's words.
Quite simply, Piltover is just a country on the continent of Valoran, even if he starts a war, he still represents himself, and with strong enemies outside, he will not rashly start a war against a planetary force in another world that has not carried out any provocations for the sake of a "possibility".
What's more, through the communication with Wei, Nick has roughly come to the conclusion that Piltover is not a country that likes war, and if it weren't for the fact that he forced the "law officer" too tightly and she was too concerned about Ivan's talent, I'm afraid the other party would never say that kind of war threat remarks.
"Miss Wei, I hope we can all be sensible, the earth has always given spring-like warmth to any friends from other worlds who have a friendly exchange mentality, but we will not be afraid and succumb to any aggression and oppressive behavior. β
Convinced that the other party would not start a war, at least not because of Ivan 's talent and Vi's provocation, Director Nick's way of speaking was much tougher.
In the final analysis, genius represents only the future, and until the "maybe" becomes a "reality", the interests that exist in the illusion do not attract politicians, especially when Piltover has an absolute advantage over the planet.
If Ivan really reaches the level of being able to occupy a seat in the "War College", then it is even less likely that the earth will be afraid of anything.
After all, I haven't heard of a brain-dead country that has resorted to destroying its homeland in order to make top scientists work for them.
Even if Piltover's higher-ups were really greedy, the Earth with Evan as its dependency would not be afraid of them, and might even be able to join forces with its rival countries to divide him up.
Listening to Vi's relay of Nick's words, Evan smiled with satisfaction.
What the other party thinks is exactly what the boy wants to show him, because whether it is Piltover or Valoran, it is now an empty shelf.
It's not that it's impossible, it's easy to overdo it.
If the major forces of the earth are really forced to chase and kill Wei all over the world, and then do not incur the expected revenge from the other world, it is easy to have doubts about the identity of the so-called "visitor from another world", and this doubt may spread to him.
A slight upper hand and a little stronger like this, which can show his importance without causing too much reaction and a bad finish, is what Evan needs.
After all, his demands are only to ensure his own safety and a relaxed research environment, not really to make the earth what it is.
"You like this?"
The boy's nodding was misunderstood by Coulson, who looked at the card in the boy's hand and praised it against his will: "It is indeed a very good 'title'." β
"Uh......"
Looking at the card in his hand, Evan couldn't explain the reason for his subconscious nodding behavior just now, so he had to glared at Coulson, who was confused, and reluctantly accepted the title of "gunsmith".
"Well, let's take a step back. β
In Nick Fury's office, in order not to push the grumpy "Sheriff" lady too hard, Nick said the concession he had prepared a long time ago: "We welcome Miss Wei to live on Earth, and we have no objection to you contacting Evan, but you can't use coercive coercion and inducement, all decisions must be made after Evan is an adult and has mature thinking and judgment before making a decision." β
"Good!"
Vi closed her eyes and it took a long time for her to spit out a response.
This gesture made Nick Fury restrain some of his thoughts, after all, a public servant who can always make a psychic or some kind of technological connection with his own world is not suitable for encountering some unexpected means that cannot be put on the table.
"That's right," Nick Fury, who intends to maximize the value of "law enforcement officer", suggests, "I plan to hire you as an instructor for the S.H.I.E.L.D. operation team, so that you can also communicate with Evan in a proper capacity." β
"He will not always be an ignorant child, and the words of the admirers will not be deceived for a while. β
"No need," Wei coldly glanced at Nick Fury, who was crackling with a small abacus, and warned, "I've already chosen my identity, as long as you don't get in the way, there won't be any problems." β
"What is it?"
Nick looked wary, if the other party chose the identity of the boy's guardian, then S.H.I.E.L.D. would never agree.
"Evan's teacher!"
"Uh....."
The director of the S.H.I.E.L.D. bureau, who was choked, was stunned for a long time before he reacted, roughly organized his language, and asked in a way that would not hurt the other party's self-esteem as much as possible: "Miss Wei is also good at scientific research?"
"No!"
Vi gave an answer that met Nick's expectations, without the slightest embarrassment.
"Then you ......"
"I don't understand, but it does!"
Nick Fury's words were interrupted by the sound of Vi's fist slamming, and he glanced at the gauntlet on the other man's body, admiring his generosity without saying anything more.