Shuka

In a roadside diner, Wei Xiuming, wearing a modified gas mask, was engrossed in a book on Human Anatomy. As a basic introductory guide, the book was detailed, concise, and coherent, complete with color illustrations. For its $81.4 price tag, it was quite a bargain.

Besides Wei Xiuming, the diner was empty. Men in Black Suits and Sunglasses guarded the front and back entrances, their "stay away" aura making it clear the establishment was off-limits for now.

Even the waitstaff and cooks had been escorted to the back kitchen, watched over by specialists to prevent them from overhearing anything they shouldn't. Their guard was a gentle middle-aged man. Unlike the fierce-looking guards at the door, he was incredibly approachable, dispelling the group's wariness with just a few words and engaging them in conversation. The cook even made him a special breakfast.

"Jingle."

The opening of the door set off the bell, and a tall, bald Black man walked in. He was an absolute devotee of the color black, dressed in a black form-fitting combat suit, a black leather coat, and even a black eyepatch over his left eye.

The Black man walked directly to the seat opposite Wei Xiuming and glanced at the cover of the book in his hands. "Reading a book like this before eating, your tastes are truly unique."

"The knowledge in my brain is too advanced, so I need to start from the basics to organize it. Furthermore, the atmospheric environment of my era differs too much from this one, causing changes in human physiology. Even I need a specially made breathing mask to breathe normally." Wei Xiuming closed the book and extended his hand to the Black man. "My name is Clark Kent, experiment code X-03-01B. I came to this era because of Project X, which aimed to save the universe and humanity."

"I am a Gene-Modded Human, developed in an artificial amniotic membrane and forcibly matured through medication. I possess a stronger physique and learning ability than ordinary people. After mastering the necessary techniques and information, I was sent to various time nodes via a Time Machine to save Humanity's Reason through my own strength or knowledge..."

After arriving on Earth, Wei Xiuming used his advanced technology to find traces of S.H.I.E.L.D. online, and then followed their hidden network to connect with the then-director, Nick Fury.

After all, as an outsider, he had no tax or medical records. Moreover, the professional knowledge he displayed, covering areas like computers, communications, human genetics, and weapons research and development, indicated he shouldn't be an unknown figure. To make a significant impact, he needed to rely on a trustworthy organization.

He had to thank the original owner's background and that ship of Skrulls. The original owner's superpowers allowed him to capture the spaceship and even snatch a USB Drive from an infinite flow protagonist.

That USB Drive contained a vast amount of data, including not only the X Gene research data stolen from the base but also items the Skrulls had previously collected from various timelines. For example, the Mechanical Exoskeleton and Nanobots technology from G.I. Joe. Although most of it couldn't be utilized due to differences in universal laws, the conceptual direction it provided was very useful.

Furthermore, with his reinforced neural responses, Wei Xiuming's learning and comprehension abilities increased severalfold. In this state, he could learn a year's worth of university knowledge from his previous life in a single day.

With this cheat, all the technology the Skrulls possessed, both their own and what they had plundered from other civilizations, benefited him. His research on higher dimensions was applied to the Skrulls, leading to the birth of the Xenomorphs.

It had to be said that the Skrulls' mimicry talent was incredibly strong. Even with just one spaceship, their database contained technology from multiple civilizations, which was the fundamental basis for their development as interstellar refugees.

Different civilizations developed technology differently. Differences in the starting points of fundamental physics led to vastly different outcomes, making it impossible for individuals from different civilizations to understand each other. The Skrulls, relying on their racial talent to learn from and complement each other across various civilizations, managed to avoid complete annihilation. In fact, one significant faction had even developed a weapon capable of defeating a weakened Galactus.

As for his identity, as long as the logic held up, he could bluff as much as he wanted. Nick Fury had no way to verify it by traveling to the future.

Nick Fury ignored Wei Xiuming's outstretched hand. "I admit your technical skills in computer networks are superb. You bypassed our network defenses and made the word 'HELLO' appear on my office computer. But that doesn't prove anything you've said. S.H.I.E.L.D.'s duty is to protect the world's safety. If an organization inheriting ***'s legacy truly existed, we would have found traces of them."

In reality, Nick Fury was hiding something. The message Wei Xiuming sent him back then contained not only the greeting and the hint about Hydra but also another passage:

"According to S.H.I.E.L.D. internal documents from the era I lived in, there are two accounts of Nick Fury losing sight in his left eye. First: he was a Vietnam War soldier injured by a grenade, losing 95% of his vision in his left eye, which was surgically removed and replaced with a bionic eye. Second: he was scratched by a cat while playing with it, blinding his left eye."

It was this passage that led to today's meeting. Otherwise, why would the king of spies condescend to meet a nobody without even a legal identity? In fanfiction, protagonists showing a little superpower would attract Coulson, Black Widow, and occasionally Agent May, but that was just wishful thinking.

Would a global organization send an Level 8 agent because an unknown individual possessed abilities they shouldn't have?

"Shocker." Wei Xiuming retracted his hand. "You can also call them Shuka, just like how the Homeland Defense Counterattack and Logistics Support Bureau can be shortened to S.H.I.E.L.D."

Wei Xiuming picked up the pencil and order pad left by the waiter and quickly sketched a badge. It was a great eagle with spread wings, its talons gripping the Earth.

This was Shuka's symbol and a variation of the Third Reich's national emblem. Its strong implication made Nick Fury's expression grave—the badge was rather crude, like something a villain in a low-budget movie would use.

Although the Führer was rejected twice by the Vienna Academy of Fine Arts, he was still an art student. It was likely that whoever inherited his legacy would use something like this, which would probably anger him back to life.

"Shuka is an organization that inherited the legacy of the Third Reich and specializes in human modification technology, essentially creating Super Soldiers. Using the near-godlike technology of that era, they could mix the characteristics of plants and animals into human cells, and through brainwashing and control, create monsters comparable to tanks." Wei Xiuming explained. "But the Führer was a stubborn man. Just as he only accepted assault rifles, not the concept of assault rifles themselves, even as his empire headed for doom, he didn't adopt Super Soldiers that would lose their human form, which benefited later generations instead."

"This possibility is extremely low!" Nick Fury interrupted Wei Xiuming's narrative. As someone who had the most contact with the hidden world, he knew more than the public imagined. The most mature human enhancement technology in this world was the Super Soldier Serum. Only Captain America was a successful experiment, and Red Skull could barely count as one. However, the technology used for both enhancements came from Dr. Erskine; there was no possibility of a higher success rate. Furthermore, Nick Fury put himself in Hitler's shoes. If such technology truly existed, after the disaster at Stalingrad, he certainly wouldn't hesitate to mass-produce these Super Soldiers. Even if it couldn't turn the tide of the war, it could at least annoy the enemy.