S.H.I.E.L.D. Partially Mobilizes

It's not Kaecilius's fault, but rather my divine power is still unfamiliar.

Xia Ling sighed silently in his heart, but it was quickly cast aside.

In any case, Kaecilius, that loyal follower, had already provided a reasonable explanation: all those whose transformations failed were simply not devout enough.

If any problems arose later, they could all be blamed on this.

After all, would anyone dare to question the Great Father?

And within this Dagon Secret Cult, apart from Kaecilius's mic, he had muted all the other followers.

Let alone responding, he couldn't even be bothered to listen, simply choosing to block them out.

Otherwise, wouldn't he be driven mad?

And the clamor of this group in front of him was already annoying enough.

"We need to start searching immediately. Such monsters cannot appear in the human world!"

Tony passionately expressed his opinion in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s conference hall.

The reason he was here was because he believed the prophecy of The Gh'gth Revelations and the hint from the Magic Conch.

Otherwise, as a major capitalist, why would he be mingling with a bunch of agents?

Especially after Daredevil, that enthusiast of tight-fitting clothes, joined and provided information about the inhuman monsters of the night, he could barely contain himself.

"Stark, the situation is unclear right now. We can't just blindly search Hell's Kitchen like this. Besides, you're not even a member of S.H.I.E.L.D. What right do you have to point fingers?"

Hawkeye immediately raised his objection. He didn't trust this newly joined Special Employee, nor did he believe the information about monsters he spoke of.

If anything could be called a monster, it was this arrogant, conceited playboy who tried to order them around.

"Don't you understand? The signs have appeared. Does it really matter if I'm one of you? If we don't act now, the city of New York will be destroyed!"

Seeing Tony's indignant look, Xia Ling found it a bit amusing.

How could this playboy superhero be so easily fooled? Perhaps it was the spirit of American heroism at play?

"Ahem, Mr. Stark, allow me to remind you that your book, um, The Gh'gth Revelations, doesn't actually say New York will definitely be destroyed in their conflict. It merely asks if survival is possible."

"Well, well, we still need to take precautions, Director Xia. I think you should—"

"Alright, our consultant, let me speak first."

Xia Ling said sternly, "You haven't noticed that you're suffering from palladium poisoning and are close to death, have you?"

Tony froze instantly. Xia Ling's words struck him like a heavy hammer, hitting his most vulnerable spot.

Because he was so worried about New York City being destroyed, Tony had almost forgotten that he himself was dying.

Tony's face instantly turned pale. He had never faced his own mortality so directly before.

"I..."

Tony's voice was hoarse. He tried hard to say something, but found himself speechless for a moment.

"Alright, hurry up and go research your new element. If something happens, we'll naturally come to you. Besides, you don't want to leave your girlfriend this early, do you?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Without me, you won't be able to do anything. However, to avoid worrying Pepper, I'll head back for now."

Tony's old face flushed with embarrassment. He couldn't stand the teasing gazes of those around him.

Especially Daredevil Matt. Wasn't he blind? Why was he looking over too? Did he have eyes?

Tony's pride wouldn't let him stay any longer in the room filled with a playful atmosphere. He pretended to be calm, tidied his clothes, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, a mixture of unwillingness and helplessness.

"I'll be back, kids. Don't mess things up."

Tony left a resounding statement and strode out of the conference room.

"Our playboy has left. Now we need to send someone to handle this matter."

Xia Ling's gaze shifted to Coulson, causing the latter's heart to lurch with a bad premonition.

Director, you're not going to make me handle this again, are you?

With so many talented people in this conference room, why does everything have to be done by me?

Can I refuse this mission?

But what if the Director deducts my salary if I refuse?

With a heart full of unease, Coulson hesitantly asked, "Director, you're not planning on making me handle it, are you?"

"Coulson, do you know why the Director favors you so much? You know exactly what the Director is thinking. You truly are the Director's confidant. Alright, it's decided, you'll handle it!"

Xia Ling slammed the table, making the decision. This glorious and arduous task would be entrusted to Coulson.

Coulson's face turned from green to red. After a long moment, he finally spoke, "Director, I can handle any mission, but..."

He changed his tone and continued, "But, although I can handle the mission, one person alone might not be safe enough, so..."

Coulson's eyes flickered, his meaning as clear as day: he needed a helper, otherwise, the mission might go awry.

"Coulson, this mission isn't something any Tom, Dick, or Harry can handle. It requires elite agents. But where can I get more personnel for you? Natasha needs to stay with Tony, the Special Employee is useless, and Hawkeye needs to stay by my side. Otherwise, it wouldn't be proper for a Director like me to not have a skilled subordinate following me, would it?"

"Then..."

Coulson hesitated, wanting to say something but finding it difficult to speak.

"Alright, you don't need to think about it. Nick Fury has to work for me, so don't even consider it. How about this, I'll reluctantly let you have Hawkeye, and I'll use Daredevil for now. Even though he's useless, it's not like I can't make do."

Although Matt was blind, the corner of his eye twitched incessantly.

What did he mean by useless? He could still... Hiss, alright, not for now.

As Matt prepared to stand up, he accidentally tore open his wound and immediately sat back down. Fortunately, no one was paying attention to him, or he would have been utterly humiliated.

"Director, where should we start?"

Since he couldn't escape it, Coulson had no choice but to accept.

After all, Hawkeye's skills were extraordinary, and he would likely be a good combat asset.

"Isn't that obvious? We start with the cult, of course. Find the most popular local cult, and that's your starting point. Do I have to teach you this?"

Seeing Xia Ling's expression of exasperated disappointment, Coulson blushed deeply. He mumbled an excuse about preparing and left.

However, on his way out, Coulson scratched his head and wondered if he had overlooked someone just now.