Chapter 52: Chapter 52
Seeing that Fury had agreed, Luke immediately grinned. "Please, come in, Director Fury. Let's sit down and talk."
Fury glared at him unhappily.
Did his attitude change that fast?
The S.H.I.E.L.D. agents were extremely grateful that Luke finally let them in. Standing outside under the hot sun for so long had been miserable.
As Fury walked in, he tilted his head and whispered to Black Widow, "Is this kid always this annoying?"
Black Widow stifled a laugh. "You have no idea, Boss."
None of them knew that as they entered the warehouse, danger awaited them inside.
Ross, who had been asleep for more than half a month, suddenly opened his eyes and woke up inside the fish tank.
After leading a group of people into the warehouse, Luke sat down and began a heated debate with Nick Fury over the details of "compensation."
Neither side was willing to budge on the amount of adamantium.
With nothing else to do, the others wandered around the warehouse, with Black Widow and Hawkeye acting as their guides.
The S.H.I.E.L.D. agents were filled with curiosity and amazement at the technology stored in the warehouse.
Black Widow and Hawkeye had seen it before, so they weren't too surprised. However, the other S.H.I.E.L.D. agents—who had never seen such things before—were utterly shocked when they laid eyes on the legendary six-meter-tall super mecha.
As S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, they were well-informed about advanced technology.
But this… this was unlike anything they had ever seen before.
If they hadn't witnessed it firsthand, they wouldn't have believed that something like this had been created by a seven-year-old child.
Luke's mecha, a fusion of DNF and Gundam aesthetics, was entirely unique in the Marvel universe.
A few of the agents exchanged thoughts.
One of them, staring up at the unfinished G-0 Warlord, said seriously, "This design… it's not Russian, nor American. It has elements of both, but it doesn't fully belong to either."
Another agent chimed in, "Not German either. I've seen secret German robot projects, and their designs look nothing like this."
A female agent finally spoke up, "I think it has a bit of a Japanese style."
"Japanese?"
"Don't you guys read comics? The armor style… this reminds me of something from Japanese manga. Maybe that kid took inspiration from it."
"Comics? Oh, come on, you really think something this advanced could come from pure fantasy? Quit joking."
The two male agents scoffed.
The female agent simply shrugged. She was just making an observation.
Little did they know, she was actually close to the truth.
When Luke modified the G-0 Warlord's design, he had indeed referenced a classic Japanese mecha from a manga. This time, however, it wasn't Gundam—though the overall style still carried a flashy, sci-fi look.
As for practicality?
Who cares about that?
Mecha functions can always be upgraded.
Looking cool is a lifelong pursuit!
Standing side by side, Black Widow glanced at Hawkeye and asked, "What do you think?"
Hawkeye crossed his arms, still gazing up at the G-0 Warlord, and muttered thoughtfully, "Don't you think it's weird, Natasha?"
"Weird?"
"Why is everything so… square?"
Black Widow suddenly realized he was right. Even the smaller white mecha had a blocky design.
At first glance, the shape looked awkward—because no matter how tall it was, the proportions made it look shorter.
"Maybe Luke just has a thing for cubes?" Black Widow suggested.
Hawkeye shrugged. "Who knows? That kid's a genius. Maybe there's some deep technical reason behind it."
"Hey, no stealing!"
Luke's voice rang out from across the room.
Black Widow and Hawkeye exchanged glances before laughing.
None of them noticed that in the air combat mecha Tornado, parked nearby in the docking area, a small octopus-sized creature with very short legs was staring at them from inside a fish tank—curiously observing these strange intruders...
Just then, something strange happened.
Everyone in the warehouse—except for Luke—suddenly froze in place.
A blank expression washed over their faces.
But a moment later, they returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.
Black Widow gave Nick Fury a curious look before stepping forward, touching his signature black trench coat with a smirk.
"Fury, I've been meaning to ask… It's so damn hot out here. Don't you feel like dying wearing that long coat all the time?"
Fury chuckled. "I have to maintain my imposing image as director. That's why I keep the air conditioning so low in my office. I was burning up earlier when we were talking outside."
With that, Fury casually tossed his trench coat to the ground, revealing his sweat-soaked shirt.
"By the way, why do you call me 'boiled egg'?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
Black Widow giggled. "Because you're black."
"Oh? Hehehe!" Fury laughed heartily.
Hawkeye grinned. "You know, I was the one who spread the name 'Fury Egg' around. Now the whole bureau calls you that, hahahaha!"
Fury didn't mind at all and laughed along with him. "Hahahaha..."
The other agents joined in, bursting into laughter.
Black Widow held her forehead, shaking with amusement. "Why do I feel a little dizzy? Hehehe—"
Meanwhile, Luke's jaw dropped.
His eyes widened in shock.
Then, he suddenly heard a sinister voice cackling in delight.
"Foolish humans! Hopeless humans! Behold the true power of the great me, the Eighth Apostle—Long-Legs Ross! Mwahaha!"
Luke turned toward the fish tank.
"Ross!" he called out.
"What do you want?" Ross huffed, clearly annoyed by the interruption.
"What the hell did you just do?"
"Hmph! Don't you think it's fun to see these foolish humans drop their usual masks and reveal their true selves? Hmm? Hmm?"
The small octopus bounced excitedly inside the tank.
Luke let out a deep sigh, rubbing his temples.
In DNF, Ross' tentacle attack could cause dizziness, confusion, and sleep. One of his strongest abilities was mind control.
So, when Fury and the others suddenly started acting… out of character, Luke immediately knew it was Ross' doing.
But why now?
Ross didn't have this ability before.
Could it have awakened after his two-week nap?
Just then, Hawkeye turned to Black Widow with soft eyes and said in a deep, affectionate voice, "Natasha… I never got the chance to tell you, but… my feelings for you never changed. Can you hear it? This is my heartbeat…"
Black Widow's lips curled into a mischievous smile. She looked at him and purred, "Oh, lovely Clint. You're so sweet. But I regret to inform you… the one I truly love is Hill."
Hawkeye's heart shattered into pieces.
His expression twisted into utter despair, as if his entire world had collapsed.
Luke covered his face with both hands, his shoulders shaking violently.
What the hell?!
Black Widow is… into women? This totally ruins her character!
"Alright, Ross, cut it out. I still need S.H.I.E.L.D. to supply me with adamantium for my mecha upgrades."
"Tsk~ boring!"
The moment Ross finished speaking, everyone in the warehouse collapsed to the ground, fast asleep.
Fury was the first to go down… face-first.
Luke stared at the unconscious S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, utterly speechless.
Why did they pass out again?!
"Oh god… How am I supposed to explain this when they wake up?"
Luke sighed, feeling a massive headache coming on.
With Ross around, keeping a low profile was clearly impossible.
Both of them liked causing trouble…
But their methods were completely different.
Luke considered himself a "strategic troublemaker", someone who stirred things up but always found a way out unscathed.
Ross, on the other hand, wasn't even a "hawk"—he had his own unique philosophy.
If Luke had to sum up Ross' style in one word, it would be:
"Chaos."
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Less than five minutes later, everyone woke up.
They looked around, confused.
"What happened?" Fury rubbed his temples, his head throbbing.
Black Widow frowned. "I think I lost a chunk of my memory."
Fury turned to Luke with an unpleasant expression.
"I need a reasonable explanation. Now."
(TL/N: If you Notice the word philosopher Stone Comment here. It should be Magic Stone)
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