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Chapter 203 I just want to change the future on purpose

"Ms. Belova, please wait a moment."

In the White House, a voice stopped Yelena Belova, who was holding documents.

Yelena turned around, and the person who stopped her was a man wearing a green suit and holding a cane.

Edward Nygma, Yelena's target for sneaking into the White House this time.

"Are you holding the documents that are to be delivered to Ms. Wingani?"

Nygma came closer, smelling faintly of men's perfume.

Ms. Wingani is the Secretary to the President and is responsible for the processing of documents.

Yelena lowered her head slightly, not daring to look directly at Nygma, and said softly: "Yes, this is the proposal to be dealt with next."

The documents that are accessible to interns are usually not important.

No matter what proposal she has in hand, it will only stay at this stage of discussion.

The president is not in the mood to deal with anything now, and his current goals are stuck in the upcoming election.

"I see."

Nygma nodded and said, "Give me this document and I will deliver it for you."

"How can this be done!" Yelena reflexively wanted to refuse, but when she saw Nygma's eyes, she could no longer say it.

The Riddler's posture is very friendly, but he still reveals a sense of distance intentionally or unintentionally, especially his eyes. No matter how he pretends, he can't hide the deepest trace of indifference.

Nygma was not consulting with Yelena.

"Thank you for your hard work!"

Yelena bowed and handed the document into Nygma's hand.

Nygma took it, nodded, and left.

Looking at the back of the green suit, Yelena still looked cautious.

It wasn't until she entered the bathroom that the panic in her eyes dissipated.

She entered the cubicle, retracted her hands in her sleeves, and tapped a small device with her fingers. All the information turned into signals and was transmitted to the other person.

Black Widow Natasha.

Ever since Yelena infiltrated the White House, she has been focusing on the Riddler's daily actions.

Unfortunately, however, nothing noteworthy was found.

And no matter how Yelena showed her abilities and charm, even when the president was attracted and had the tendency to have another Zippergate incident, Nygma's attitude towards her did not change at all.

It's like Nygma really doesn't like women.

"Are you really unable to produce any results during this period of time?"

Natasha sighed, "Don't just focus on the surface!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a document was sent over.

This is the list of security personnel transfers within the White House. It is related to the safety of all senior officials and is the most confidential document.

Yelena just passed it.

"Well done!"

Natasha's face changed instantly, "I knew you could do it!"

Opening the file, you can see the dense names and arrangements. This is a link in the huge security system of the White House.

Among them, several names were highlighted.

Natasha observed carefully and found that these were very ordinary people. If Yelena didn't highlight them, it might take her a long time to find out what was special about these people.

"Never showed up?"

Natasha looked at Yelena's note and quickly thought of many possibilities.

These marked people have never appeared in the White House.

Natasha did not doubt Yelena's ability. She dared to say that these people had not appeared in the White House, so they must have searched for them all.

Just not.

Are these people secret guards inside the White House?

But looking at their resumes, although they are outstanding among ordinary people, in the eyes of top agents like Natasha, they are really ordinary.

How can such people be secret guards? They are completely unqualified!

"It seems they are security personnel for a secret office, but do we really need so many people?"

Natasha knew that there were air defense facilities under the White House that could withstand nuclear attacks, but during peacetime, they were basically idle.

A group of people will not be arranged to enter it for no reason.

Now that underground security is heightened, there is only one possibility.

Someone is being held captive beneath the White House.

"I hope it's Director Fury."

Natasha knew what she had to do.

Go and confirm for yourself who is being locked up under the White House.

……

Stepping on the concrete floor of the air raid shelter, a white man in uniform walked past.

Blonde, blue-eyed, and physically strong, he is no less impressive than Steve Rogers.

He is Max, a former Marine who is now a White House security detail.

He walked in the air-raid shelter and soon came to the place where the shift was to be handed over. For the next four hours, he would guard the criminals in the prison.

Both parties confirmed that the handover was correct, each saluted, and the guards from the previous shift left.

Max was loaded with ammunition, and his eyes kept scanning the surroundings.

No one is looking here.

Great, this is an opportunity.

Just when Max was about to take advantage of this to confirm the identity of the person in the prison, a familiar voice came from inside.

The voice was very low. Although it was a question, the tone was very firm.

"Natasha?"

The moment her true identity was revealed, Natasha immediately had goosebumps all over her body.

How could anyone see through her current disguise?

This is using the power of the Red of All Living Beings to change oneself from the biological level!

And that voice sounded very familiar.

Director Fury?

Natasha couldn't play dumb anymore, she looked back towards the depths of the prison.

It was pitch black and there seemed to be nothing.

But suddenly, two rows of big white teeth appeared out of thin air. This was the smile of Nick Fury lurking in the darkness.

"You're finally here."

Fury stepped out of the shadows and looked at the face of the strong white man without any hesitation.

"Get me out quickly. You found the time very well. Now the whole prison is changing and no one can notice us!"

The duty hours are different between different posts.

Four hours, six hours, seven hours...

The time chosen by Natasha is extremely clever. It is the least common multiple of the shift time. Everyone will experience a shift change within these ten minutes.

Natasha felt more and more curious about why Director Fury could confirm her identity so quickly and was extremely confident in her judgment.

What if I'm really not Natasha?

If Fury talks to the guards about escaping from prison, wouldn't he at least get a beating?

Seeing the director again after many days, Natasha had a lot to say, but now was really not the time to talk. She could only rescue Fury first and then make long-term plans.

From what the director just said, it seems that he is also ready.

"After I get out, I'm afraid I have to ask you for advice on how you saw through my disguise."

Natasha grabbed a fence with each hand, and electric current flowed on it, but her hands never let go.

After all, this is not high-voltage electricity. For Natasha, whose body is comparable to that of an ultimate creature, it is even weaker than tickling.

After grabbing the railing, Natasha's arms suddenly exerted force and pulled the railing to both sides.

This simplest method often has the most direct effect.

Fury strode out of the prison. He now looked haggard and his clothes were dirty.

But as the king of agents, his magnanimity did not show any signs of deterioration due to his long-term imprisonment.

He still looks like he has everything under control.

"Follow me!" Fury snapped his fingers and motioned for Natasha to follow him.

"Keep the pace we're at, not too fast, not too slow."

Fury said lightly, "We can go directly to the exit of the air raid shelter, just in time with all the people changing shifts."

Natasha's head was filled with dark clues, and she wondered if the director was out of his mind.

Does he know what he's talking about?

From his tone, it sounded like everything was being calculated.

Fury put his hands in his pockets and strode outside.

The hem of the black windbreaker was so dirty that it couldn't be seen because it hadn't been washed for so long.

Natasha hurriedly followed him. She still looked like a security guard. If she met a guard later, she could at least use this face to confuse him and try to strike first.

However, what happened next made her suspicious.

Is there any conspiracy behind all this?

Why did it go so well! ?

Everything was exactly as Nick Fury said. They kept walking towards the exit at a constant speed, and they really didn't meet anyone along the way.

Even if I heard the sound of shift changing at the corner a few times, it was extremely close to me.

But Fury didn't show any panic because of this. His steps didn't speed up or stop because of this, and still maintained their original speed.

Then, just before the two sides were about to meet, Fury turned a corner and missed them.

This performance is too amazing.

Natasha even began to suspect that she had saved the wrong person.

Is this really the director?

Why does it feel like he can easily leave here even without himself?

Natasha simply didn't believe that Director Fury could do this kind of performance that seemed to have calculated everything.

It would be more like Tony Stark who could hack into all the monitors.

"Almost there, there's a mutant outside."

While Natasha was thinking about this, Fury suddenly spoke.

"Rimi, the knocker, is a level four superhuman with the ability to turn objects into bombs.

“The next moment we showed up, he would appear without a trace, touch my body, and turn me into a bomb.

"Then ten seconds later, I will turn into a bomb and detonate, losing my life."

Fury turned back and looked at Natasha, without any worry in his eyes.

"But I know you can deal with that person. With the power you have now, you can definitely deal with him within ten seconds!"

Of course.

Natasha's current power can even fight against ordinary gods.

But the question is, how did Fury know?

When Natasha was selected by the Red of All Beings, Fury had already disappeared. Logically speaking, he had no way of knowing about it.

"I will explain it to you next."

Fury said, "But leaving the dungeon is the top priority right now. You should focus on this first!"

Ok.

Even now Natasha thinks that she is more of a member of the Eternal Parliament than a SHIELD agent.

But Fury is still her boss after all, and he must carry out his tasks.

"Give me five seconds."

Natasha still looked like a white male. She bent her body slightly, and her whole body wandered out of the exit like a ghost, silently and undetectable.

Nick Fury stood there with his hands in his pockets and his eyes wandering around, as if he was looking at the scenery casually.

His toes tapped the ground gently, once or twice, very rhythmically, as if he was timing.

one two Three……

Just as he counted to three in his mind, there was an extremely subtle sound of bones breaking outside.

"It's the neck."

Although Fury didn't see the scene, he knew what happened.

Natasha took action.

She blooms in the midst of killing, like the flowers of dawn.

She sneaked behind Rimi and broke Rimi's neck.

Clean and tidy, leaving no trouble behind.

But Fury knows that Rimi is not dead. Superhuman life is extremely tenacious. Even if his neck is broken, he can survive for a long time, waiting for rescue.

This is the future written in black and white in the simulation.

But Nick Fury believes that words are dead and people are alive.

The simulated future indicated that Remy would not die in this incident, but Fury wanted to do an experiment.

He walked out of the exit, and Remy, who was supposed to kill Fury several times through explosions, fell face down to the ground in a difficult position.

"Director, let's go."

Natasha twisted her wrist slightly. She now had an imperceptible resistance to killing.

Unless it was Lorraine's enemy, she didn't want to take away any other life.

"You only performed half of your mission this time."

Fury came to Rimi's 'body' and said reprovingly, "You knew he was not dead, why didn't you just hit him?"

"He doesn't have much longer to live."

Natasha frowned and said, "My neck is broken, how can I still live?"

Hearing such an answer, Fury made a judgment in his mind.

Natasha was no longer absolutely loyal to him, and would actually discount the tasks she assigned.

What happened to her?

"Superhuman life is not that fragile!"

Fury said in a deep voice, "If you don't hit him, he will still be our enemy next time!"

He bent down and pinched Rimi's throat.

The other party showed no resistance, as if it was really just a corpse.

With a click, Fury completely crushed Rimi's throat. This long-lost feeling of killing someone with his own hands reminded Fury of the past.

That time when he was not the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., but became an agent from scratch.

"Now, he is truly dead."

Fury stood up and let out a sigh of relief.

Natasha turned her head to the side, unwilling to watch the life in front of her disappear.

"You're really getting weak, Natasha!"

Fury severely criticized Natasha's current performance as an agent, which was completely unqualified.

At this moment, the words "Millennium Eye" also appeared in front of Fury's eyes.

He killed Rimi and went against the future simulated by the Millennium Eye.

Fury wondered where this would lead.

[The results of the third simulation show deviations. 】

【Under revision...】

[The correction has been completed. The person who knocked on the door, Rimi, died. 】

[The future is still happening. 】

[World line change rate: 0.761362%]

"Only 0.76%?"

Fury frowned, feeling puzzled.

If you kill someone yourself, the change rate is only about 0.2%?

How is this rate of change calculated? What's the use?

And what happens when the rate of change reaches 1%?

(End of this chapter)