Old A is the famous Nick Fury, the former director of S.H.I.E.L.D., the best secret service master in the world, the head of the spy, and the one-eyed bastard with a head full of shady secrets.

A guy who doesn't like it, but does have the ability to form a covert organization that operates in the shadows in the post-apocalyptic era.

Mason wasn't surprised.

According to his observations, Quint's style of hiding in the Council of Hope and constantly infiltrating personnel into subordinate agencies in order to secretly control more resources is completely the development of an espionage agency.

And there are only a few spy organizations that can be mentioned in many parallel worlds.

However, Lao A's open and honest attitude did catch Mason a little off guard, according to his thoughts, a guy like Lao A who hides his head and shows his tail and wants to make trouble should be the kind of riddler who speaks with more than a dozen bends, how can he reveal the hidden conflicts between the two sides as soon as he opens his mouth like now.

What is this talking about?

Change the environment and change the identity, this is to smash the field. Hey, are you going to negotiate at all?

Under Mason's strange gaze, the bald old black snorted as if guessing what he was thinking, took a sip of wine to moisten his throat, and said:

"It seems that you are not comfortable with such a candid conversation, why don't we do it another way?

I'll tell you a riddle and then give me a riddle for me to guess, and then waste my time and let those bastards who are always watching me find where I am and send a hundred heavily armed conquerors to invade here and blow us all up to the sky. ”

After such a spicy complaint, the guy put the wine glass in his hand on the table, snorted again, crossed his arms and said:

"You smart people all have these bad things, and you always feel that your superiors have eight hundred hearts hidden in a black heart, and they don't know what to do without giving you some conspiracy.

But in reality?

In this situation, how can there be so much time to play with each other? That does nothing good except to destroy unity and waste time.

I know, you must suspect that I gave you an A seat to divide the relationship between you and Q.

But as I said earlier, I'm really just going to be a favor.

With a full day of term left for me as Chairman-in-Office, there are many ways to divide you, so why use such a small trick that can be seen through at a glance?

So, please put your amazing wits to the right place, Mason. ”

"That being said, but those who know you well know that you are indeed the kind of person who can make bad water in the blink of an eye, after all, the daimyo is outside, and the more he knows you, the more wary he is of you."

Mason didn't pretend anymore.

He spread his hands very directly and said:

"Ever since I joined the Quint Society, every instruction from you has been a nuisance, and I don't want to doubt you, but your style is like this, how can I not doubt it?

You claim to get things on track, but you're going to fall when you walk forward with your head up, old A-sama. ”

"You see, this is the difference in our philosophy, I guess that's what makes you lose your temper, an idealist, phew, it's really rare in this day and age."

Nick Fury sneered and said:

"You're the kind person who doesn't see people suffering, but I don't think it's unacceptable to sacrifice a little for the future.

Of course you can call me cold-blooded.

But the truth is that if Quint chooses to attack everywhere instead of taking such measures, it will be wiped out by someone else when it is first established.

Q helps you hide a lot of things.

It looks like you've wooed her, but that's okay too.

I don't care that people in the organization have their own ideas, as long as everyone is in the same direction then they can cooperate, and I asked you to meet in person to make this clear.

Mason, you can have your own purpose.

I don't interfere.

But your actions must not be premised on harming the interests of the organization.

Osborna's thing was terrible, it was a complete walk!

But the things of the Isu world are barely okay, and I wanted to beat you up with the B-rank promotion mission, but what you did in the war world made me appreciate.

You're improving.

Rapid progress.

This progress is obvious to all! The truth is, you can find a balance between your own purpose and the interests of your organization that benefits both parties.

I appreciate and encourage such actions.

I'm not here tonight to ask you to settle down, not to beat you, and I don't intend to give you a dismount, I'm here to remind you, and then try to move closer to this direction.

It is my duty as a leader to wipe the butts of the members of the Order.

But if you can give me something that satisfies me, I'll have a smile on my face when I rush to the toilet to hand you the paper."

"Can't you just change the metaphor of decency?"

Captain Steve, who was standing next to the bald and one-eyed old black man, said with some embarrassment:

"Don't be so vulgar in front of young people, he's only eighteen years old, and he'll learn badly."

"Mason has seen what you've done, do you think such a person is really only eighteen years old?"

Nick Fury scoffed, saying:

"When I was eighteen years old, I was still thinking about how to get the fat chick in my class, and when you were eighteen, you ran all over the East Coast for a certificate of enlistment.

But what about him?

He's already been a savior more than once at the age of eighteen, so I don't think there's anything wrong with my claim, and the heroic boy Mason doesn't care about this little abstract metaphor. ”

Speaking of this, the bald old black shrugged his shoulders, leaned back on the sofa and said to Mason:

"How? My suggestion is acceptable, right? ”

"Aside from the fact that it's hard to tell the real from the fake, it really doesn't sound that irresistible."

Mason nodded.

Then he drank a glass of wine, put the cup on the table, and said calmly to the old A in front of him:

"I'm going to destroy the Stars!"

"No, you can't!"

Mason's words did not surprise Old A at all, and his old god was there:

"We need to take control of it and transform it, to bring it back to the productive state it was when it was first established, and we must unite all the worlds that still exist.

Concentrate resources to achieve great things!

If you do destroy it, it means that the worlds under the impact will have to fight on their own, and the chances of everyone surviving in that situation are smaller than zero. ”

"No, I have to destroy it."

Mason stubbornly shook his head and said:

"Its existence has become one of the most stubborn tumors of the Dark Ages, and it will not make things better.

It will only push the already cruel apocalyptic era into an even crazier zero-sum game.

Do you want to revamp it?

You think beautifully!

I don't doubt your wrist and your abilities.

The problem is that you don't have that much time to adjust the structure, and by the time you actually turn it into the organization you want, the shock may already be in the seventh round.

And how many worlds are left to survive then?

Does that make sense? ”

"Of course I can't do it on my own! I'm not an eighteen-year-old savior. ”

Nick Fury crossed his legs, rolled his eyes and said:

"That's why there is the Quint Society, and with your help, it is possible to take charge of the Stars Society in a short period of time. I reiterate, I don't want a parallel world where you are suspicious of each other!

Let me tell you more as an elder.

About the change in the philosophy of the Council of Hope.

Everything you see so far is based on the brutal logic that as long as there are even worlds in the parallel world system, the shock events will not stop.

But if there is only one earth and one plane left in the entire system, then this catastrophe will end without a problem.

After all, even the will of the universe cannot allow us to destroy ourselves, so they drive the stars to continue to explore, explore, and pollute.

They formed a scavenger of conquest, destruction and destruction.

It's all about the ultimate and simplest goal, which is that only the strongest world can survive in the end.

This is a very simple idea, but there is no reason to refute it, and the most ironic thing is that the conclusion reached by this simple thinking can be agreed with by more people.

Everyone felt that as long as their world was replenished with enough resources in the early conquest, they would have a chance to bet on the last survivor

Mason, tell me, do you see the biggest problem with this theory? ”

Faced with this question, Mason was silent for a moment and said:

"Only one world can survive stepping on the dry bones of the others, and as the onslaught deepens, no one will think of unity and will only use all their wisdom and strength to ensure that they take out the other."

"Yes, that's it! Dark Forest"

Old A narrowed his eyes, leaned forward to look at Mason, his tone became softer, and said:

"I want to re-establish communication, Mason, and if you want to avoid mutual destruction with wary strangers and establish cooperation, you must be able to communicate.

Only good communication can avoid conflict.

That's why the Hope Council and the Stars Club were founded.

You can ask Q.

In the first few years, we accomplished this goal very efficiently, especially with the feat of transferring thousands of worlds at once in the second impact.

That's the triumph of this 'communication philosophy'.

The collision of the two worlds does not mean that both sides must become enemies, and both sides can survive the disaster and accumulate strength to help more people in need.

However, hopefully the Council was not my word for it, and my bastard colleagues clearly preferred power, and I watched as the self-help organization I had proposed to create became an accomplice in the destruction in a short period of time.

They don't want to waste time communicating with the underdog.

They believe that only the union of the strong can resist the brutal onslaught.

They believe that instead of destroying the lower worlds by natural disasters, it is better for us to seize useful resources to strengthen ourselves first.

This cannot be wrong.

It is simply too brutal and can have quite serious consequences, which is the end of the current conflict and infighting that is gradually erupting within the Council.

However, the Stellar Society is the key to mastering resources, and whoever controls it will have more of a say.

Once the Quint will take the lead in the allocation of resources, even if the brutal ones don't want to, they'll have to sit down and listen to us.

I don't want to see all the planets kill you for a place.

You also don't want to see this result.

But only if we stand high enough, and we speak with enough weight, will people listen!

The Stars cannot be destroyed!

It is the source of turmoil, but it is also the key to solving problems, like a weapon! There is no good or evil in a weapon, it all depends on who holds it. ”

This silenced Mason.

It's not that he can't think of this layer.

But he felt that Old A's idea was a little too idealistic, and just when both sides were silent, Steve Rogers, the No. 3 member who had been standing next to him, suddenly spoke:

"Actually, Mason, if you want us to follow your advice, you want us to help you destroy the stars."

"Huh?"

Mason looked up at the captain.

The latter took off his sunglasses to reveal blue eyes, and he had a scar on his left eye, which looked very hideous.

He said to Mason:

"I don't really agree with Fury's idea either, but the problem is that we don't have a better option right now, old K.

It's not who does what it does, it's not whether the stars should exist.

It's not the battle of ideas that matters.

You can question, you can oppose, but you can't just criticize!

You've got to figure it out.

Mason, if you have a plan in your hand that will make sure that the stars will be destroyed, you can still make bad things go for the better and the better.

And that plan has a certain amount of executability.

Then trust me, Nick Fury and all his naïve thoughts will be thrown in the trash in an instant, and everyone will be rallying around you! ”

"Yes, that's it."

Old A picked up his wine glass without any psychological pressure and squeezed his remaining eyes at Mason.

He said softly:

"As soon as we met, I said that I allow the members of the organization to have their own goals and intentions, and the Quint Club has always been a highly inclusive organization.

I don't talk about it.

If you can come up with a more feasible plan, I will definitely support you with both hands and be willing to give up the position of leader to you, and become the first loyal dog under your seat.

Whoever dares to oppose you, I will cut off anyone's head!

The question is.

Mason, do you have a plan? Do you have a solution? ”

The office was quiet again, and after Old A drank the wine in his hand, the bald and one-eyed old black man got up and said to Mason:

"You see, apart from the disagreement of whether to destroy the Stars Society, our current general direction is the same, so we can continue to cooperate, but remember the reminder I just gave you, old K.

You can try to save everyone, and I'd love to see them live.

I don't need to figure it out anyway, but when you ask me to wipe my ass, remember to give me something that will make me happy.

This is the right model for 'cooperation'. ”

"You just said that if I came up with a better way than your naïve idea, the whole Quint would listen to me?"

Mason looked up at Nick Fury.

He said:

"Do you want to make a note?"

"Mazefak! I've just said a lot of things in vain, right? You stinky boy! ”

Old A stared at the bull's eye, he waved angrily, but finally reached out and took out a notebook from his cool leather jacket, glared at Mason fiercely, wrote a line, and signed his name.

He handed the notebook to Steve Rogers next to him, and the captain glanced at Mason and signed his name.

Then, the bald old black Falk tore off the piece of paper and handed it to Mason, saying:

"I'm waiting for you to come up with a solution, but hurry up, if you can't do it before the fourth shock, then listen to me honestly.

OK？ ”

"Deal."

Mason looked at the note in his hand, which was actually written in black and white.

He pursed his lips, stood up and sent the two to the door, and said:

"I'm not going to send you away, I don't have a good reputation here, and once I step out of the top floor, I will be immediately perceived."

"Less trouble, more work."

Lao Hei walked slowly to the elevator with his hands behind his back like an old leader, and he said:

"Q is a simple girl, don't use her to do bad things, you know, I didn't let her keep restraint in the stars because I wanted to use her as a puppet.

The hatred in her heart is terrifying, and something will definitely happen once she is released.

You'd better take it easy. ”

Mason watched Old A and Number 3 disappear into the elevator.

He let out a sigh of relief and returned to his office, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window looking at the silence of Gotham, a little irritated and wanting to pop a cigarette to entertain him.

As a result, as soon as he found Dumbledore's lamp extinguisher and was about to light it, a strong wind blew behind him, and a silver light flashed out.

Mason jerked his head back and shouted to the man who was about to rush through the rift:

"Don't! Go back! Come in through the door! ”

But late.

Hunter Ciri hurried over, and this forced breakthrough in the half-plane held up by the Eye of the Stars was seen as an invasion, which immediately triggered a counterattack from the outer gods.

Before Ciri could rush in, a black light smashed into the flickering silver light.

Miss Hunter let out a scream, and she was thrown into a cloud of scattered streamers as she failed to cross the line, and Mason rushed over before he could put on the Isu Shroud.

A snatch grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the shattered rift in space.

The energy blast poured back into the office made a mess of it, but Ciri didn't really complete the invasion in the end, making the starry eye counterattack less deadly.

When Mason rubbed his head and got up, he saw Heri, who was bleeding from his nostrils, lying on the ground and grabbing his wrist and screaming:

"Why didn't you inform me in advance when you met him here! Are you crazy? That guy always carries more than one Infinity Stone with him.

As long as he moves his mind, you're done."

"Smack"

Mason plucked the splinters of wood that had been stuck in the wall with his face and said to the embarrassed hunter in front of him:

"Old A didn't kill me, but you almost sent me to hell. I know you're a good leader who cares about your subordinates, but next time you bother, would you like to change to a gentler way?

Also, it's not like I don't want to inform you, aren't you 'on a business trip'?

I don't answer the phone, I don't reply to the letter.

I can't help it. ”

(End of chapter)