Half an hour later, a Harrier jet slowly landed in the crater.
"When did you get back?"
Nick Fury stepped down from the plane, the gale from the engines making his coat flap violently. "Do you know how much trouble your last unannounced departure caused? The position of Technical Consultant doesn't come with paid leave..."
"Where's the shield?"
Fang Mo couldn't be bothered to argue with Nick Fury about that and asked directly.
"Captain America sank into the sea with that plane decades ago, and no one has found any trace of him to this day." Nick Fury said without blinking. "That shield, naturally, also..."
Fang Mo said nothing. With a casual wave of his hand, Steve silently placed a gold block beside him.
"..."
The moment he saw that, Nick Fury fell silent.
"Twenty-four-karat pure gold." Fang Mo smiled and patted the gold block beside him. "About 19.32 tons, I'd say. I was worrying about how you were going to haul it away, but it seems I don't need to anymore."
"Coulson."
With a dark expression, Nick Fury directly gave Coulson an order. "Go get the Captain's shield."
"Fine, Director."
Coulson nodded helplessly. As a die-hard Captain America fan, he truly didn't want anyone else touching that shield, but he knew his director's personality. There was no helping it—the offer was simply too good.
After all, who could resist the allure of an entire gold block?
Before long, the Vibranium shield bearing the national emblem was delivered to Fang Mo.
"So, can I ask something?"
Nick Fury watched Fang Mo stroke the shield, unable to suppress his curiosity any longer. "What do you want that shield for? Is it because of that hammer over there?"
Yes, Nick Fury had spotted the hammer in the crater the moment he got off the plane.
There was no meteorite in the crater. Instead, a hammer had appeared there in the strangest possible fashion. Combined with Fang Mo's sudden unexplained appearance and his demand for Captain America's Shield, Nick Fury instinctively linked the incidents together and suspected Fang Mo was behind all of it.
"I've recently been studying advanced alchemy and need to research some rare metals."
Of course, Fang Mo couldn't tell the truth. No one would believe him if he said he was unlocking mods, so he rubbed the shield while making things up. "Anyway, my Divine Skill is almost complete."
Just as he spoke, a System Prompt suddenly sounded in his mind.
System Prompt: You have mastered the internal structure of 'Raw Vibranium.' You have gained 50% download permission for a new mod.
After hearing the system prompt, Fang Mo finally set down the Vibranium shield in his hand.
The information from the system was roughly what he had expected.
Vibranium and Uru had provided him with a total of 80% download permission, meaning he still needed another 20% before he could download it. He probably needed to study metals like Palladium, Meteoritic Iron, or Tiberium.
"Do you know where I can find any Meteoritic Iron?"
Thinking of that, Fang Mo turned directly to Nick Fury and asked, "Tiberium, Valyria, Lava Crystal, Abyssal Metal, or Element Zero would work too..."
"I've never even heard of those things."
Nick Fury couldn't help saying, "So you're not planning to explain the current situation? The crater and that inexplicable hammer—did you make all this? Did you come back just to cause me trouble?"
"You call this trouble?"
Fang Mo patted the gold block beside him. "Look at its pure luster, then repeat what you just said."
"..."
Nick Fury fell silent again.
"Director, if this really is gold, our Harrier jet might not be able to transport it." Coulson couldn't help reminding him. "It's too heavy. It exceeds the aircraft's load limit."
"...Then find a way to cut it into smaller pieces first."
Nick Fury gritted his teeth. "Call in more jets to move it together. Deal with this immediately!"
"Fine."
Coulson answered, then returned to the plane to find some tools.
"Either way, you have to give me a reasonable explanation." After Coulson left, Nick Fury spoke to Fang Mo again. "Where exactly did you go while you were gone?"
"Didn't I already leave you a message?"
Fang Mo asked back. "Wasn't the note clear enough? I needed to temporarily return to my world and wouldn't be gone for long."
"You wrote exactly two sentences on that piece of paper."
Nick Fury said with a dark expression, "The first said you were returning to your world. The second told me to give the Golden Apple to Tony Stark and not keep it for myself, or I'd suffer the consequences."
"See? Didn't I explain everything perfectly clearly?"
Fang Mo spread his hands.
"You should understand how dangerous you are." Nick Fury said, "Do you know how those people in Congress questioned me after you vanished? They think I have no way to control you, and when those idiots face a danger they can't control, they usually only have one solution..."
"What, throw a nuclear bomb at me?"
Fang Mo laughed when he heard that. "Are they sure nukes would work on me? Believe it or not, if those people dare offend me, I can find a way to destroy this world in minutes."
Fang Mo wasn't lying about that.
After all, there were simply too many things in Minecraft mods capable of destroying the world.
Mystcraft's Corrupting Factor, Bacteria's infinite consumption, Bamboo's Hot Spring Machine, the World-Destroying Bucket, Dragon's Research's Dragon Pile, or simply summoning a Titan-like boss—Fang Mo felt that if he wanted to act like a brat, it couldn't be easier.
"I won't let them do that."
After hearing Fang Mo's words, Nick Fury immediately stated his position.
As the King of Agents, he was more than capable of reading people. He could tell Fang Mo wasn't lying, and that was terrifying.
Unlike those politicians, Nick Fury had no desire to turn superheroes into his enemies.
Thinking it over carefully—Captain Marvel, Hulk, Captain America, Tony Stark, and Fang Mo—if those people were driven to the dark side by politicians and decided to join forces to destroy the world... it would be an extinction-level disaster for all humanity. Even Nick Fury didn't dare imagine that scene.
Nick Fury understood very well just how terrifying these beings were. That was precisely why he wanted to form an alliance and bring them together to defend Earth.
He was a smart man, and that was exactly why Fang Mo was willing to work with him.
"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this."
Seeing Nick Fury's tense expression, Fang Mo instantly understood what he was thinking. He waved a hand and changed the subject. "I've been waiting here for you forever, and suddenly I really want a late-night snack... Oh, right, what day is it today?"
"Thursday."
Nick Fury naturally didn't want to keep discussing such a dangerous topic, so he went along with Fang Mo. "What's wrong? Is something up?"
"Quick, send me fifty bucks. I want KFC Crazy Thursday."
Fang Mo said directly.
It really was Thursday today. No one treated me to Crazy Thursday. I'll remember this grudge—unless you all give me your votes and stuff.
Before you continue