American comics: Starting from the Dimensional Demon

S.H.I.E.L.D., the Triskelion.

Nick Fury stood at the entrance of the building, a cup of coffee in his hand, looking troubled.

The night was enchanting, with twinkling stars and a moon like white jade, radiating a captivating glow.

Lately, events had been unfolding one after another, with mysterious figures and organizations appearing in endless succession. He had never been so concerned about the future of the world.

Taking a large gulp of coffee, Fury looked up at the sky, wishing he could write a poem.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed. He saw… Coulson?

“Director Fury, I…”

Coulson was being held up by two people. As soon as he started to speak, he quickly covered his mouth.

“…”

Fury was a little displeased. He craned his neck, took two steps forward with his coffee cup, striking a leadership pose. He hated this kind of dawdling nature. As an excellent agent, one should speak concisely.

“Coulson, what do you want to say?”

Coulson shook his head nervously, his mouth bulging and eyes blinking rapidly, as if trying to convey some information.

Unfortunately, Nick Fury misunderstood his meaning and frowned, taking a few more steps forward, getting closer.

He looked up, just opening his mouth, wanting to say something.

“Ugh~”

Coulson could no longer endure the churning in his stomach. He released his hands from his mouth and threw up with extreme efficiency.

Those two were inhumane, taking him on a spiral ascent one moment, a nosedive the next, and even flying upside down…

Splatter, splatter, the white slurry drew a graceful arc, accurately hitting Nick Fury's face and… mouth?

“…”

With his mouth open, Nick Fury was dumbfounded. Then, a sour taste of various mixtures hit his brain.

“Ugh——!!”

…

Splash——

After who knows how many showers, Nick Fury, weak in the legs, walked back to his office, supporting himself against the wall.

There, Coulson, along with Li Ang and Da Vinci, were sitting in the office, waiting for him anxiously.

“Director Fury, I’m sorry, I…”

Seeing Fury enter, Coulson quickly stood up to apologize, but Fury waved to stop him.

He had called Coulson back temporarily, not to listen to his apologies, but because there was something very important to deal with, something that even involved Natasha's life!

Finding an excuse for himself, Fury slowly lowered his clenched right fist, his face grave.

Seeing the director lower his fist, Coulson finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Phew, that scared me. I thought Director Fury was going to punch me!

He thought to himself, quickly shifting the focus and introducing the two people behind him to Nick Fury.

“Director Fury, these two behind me, one is the exorcist Master Li Ang from the Divine Spear Bureau, and the other is Mr. Da Vinci, the weapon invention expert from the Divine Spear Bureau.

Both of them are very talented…”

As he introduced them, Li Ang and Da Vinci stood up and greeted Fury.

“Hello, Director Nick Fury.” x2

Fury wore a full smile, looking at them like a hardworking fruit farmer, wishing he could immediately grab a hoe and dig these two talents into S.H.I.E.L.D.'s ranks.

The root cause was that S.H.I.E.L.D.'s two trump card agents had successively had accidents.

Hawkeye Barton had just come out of the intensive care unit and was currently recuperating in the hospital. Natasha had also had a sudden accident and was now lying in bed, her life in danger. This had greatly increased Fury's mental stress, making him eager for talent.

After a few words of greeting, everyone sat down. Fury held Li Ang's and Da Vinci's hands tightly, conveying his greetings to Zheng Xian, the director of the Divine Spear Bureau, in a friendly manner.

Li Ang and Da Vinci nodded in agreement. It took them a lot of effort to pull their hands out of Director Fury's grasp.

A gay old man?

Li Ang wiped his hand on the clothes behind him and looked at Coulson with slight sympathy.

His boss is a gay old man, it must be hard for him usually, right?

Coulson was looked at inexplicably, and returned a polite smile, then couldn't help but ask Nick Fury.

“Director Fury, what you said on the phone before… Agent Natasha, she…”

“Yes, her situation is not optimistic. I have already brought in John Constantine. Coulson, you need to be mentally prepared…”

Regretfully watching the two hands being pulled away from his own, Fury's face was somewhat pained.

“No matter what the cost, the problem of the wraith in the Hudson River is still threatening the safety of the people of New York, so we S.H.I.E.L.D. must deal with this wraith!”

He said decisively, taking the opportunity to invite the two talents from the Divine Spear Bureau to participate in the operation. Li Ang and Da Vinci did not refuse, and also wanted to see the foundation of S.H.I.E.L.D. The two sides hit it off.

Since there was cooperation, there was naturally no need to hide anything.

Nick Fury stood up from his chair and decisively led the group to the medical center where Natasha was.

Tap, tap, tap…

As he walked, he introduced the situation.

“In order to deal with the wraith in the Hudson River, we must first salvage her bones from the bottom of the river. Agent Natasha was the person in charge of this matter…

It's just that their actions obviously went wrong. Not only did the ship that salvaged the body sink to the bottom of the river, but almost the entire team was wiped out except for two or three survivors…”

“That is indeed a problem. With the amount of water in the Hudson River, even if you pour in ten thousand tons of milk, it will be difficult to purify the wraith.”

As expected of Li Ang, he can always give professional insights from a tricky angle.

Milk? What milk?

Fury looked blank, completely unable to figure out the connection between the wraith and milk.

Speaking of…

Aren't we discussing the problem of the wraith? Why are we suddenly talking about milk?

Do you want me to get you a cow so you can feel the enthusiasm of our S.H.I.E.L.D.?

He internally protested, looking at Coulson in confusion, only to find that Coulson was nodding in agreement with a look of approval?

He understood? I didn't understand?

“Ahem… Coulson.”

“Director?”

“That smiley face on your butt that's taped with pink tape… not bad.”

“…”

Coulson's face stiffened, he was numb. He was in a hurry and forgot to change his pants!

Fury was very satisfied with his expression and walked very comfortably.

In this strange atmosphere, the group of four finally arrived at the medical center.

The scene was brightly lit, with people coming and going, a noisy scene.

Several doctors were surrounding a survivor, trying their best to rescue him. They were highly focused, sweating profusely, and using various methods to save him as they watched the other person's heart rate become weaker and weaker.

“Pay attention to his electrocardiogram…”

“Increase the extraction volume, extract that damn water for me!”

“Prepare to shock…”

“Ventilator, ventilator!”

“…”

But, unfortunately.

Beep——

The machine displaying the electrocardiogram emitted a beep, and the other person's heart completely stopped beating.

He died.

The doctors collapsed on the ground, exhausted. They had put in their best efforts, but still failed.

A nurse walked in and silently pushed the person's body out of the operating room.

Watching the deceased covered in a white cloth being pushed past him, Nick Fury sighed in a low voice: “This is already the last survivor besides Natasha…”

Everyone was silent. They continued forward and soon arrived at Natasha's ward at the very end.

Constantine was leaning against the wall outside, having been waiting for a long time.

“People's physiques are different. I have already attached the same protective magic circle to them, but those people's bodies were a little too weak…”

Cruelly telling the truth, Constantine pointed to the ward behind him through the glass on the wall.

“In her stomach, we found a large amount of silt and river water. These things appear out of nowhere, and no matter how much we extract, it is endless.

It's as magical as installing a pipe connected to the Hudson River in her stomach. Of course, the problems don't stop there…”

Opening the door to the ward, Constantine beckoned everyone to come in.

They came to Natasha's bedside, and Constantine pointed to the iron basin on the shelf next to him and said.

“Do you see the long hair in the basin? If we don't clean up this hair in time, it will quickly block the victim's trachea, causing death by suffocation.

He raised his head and looked directly into Nick Fury's eyes, gravely saying.

“This is a curse!”