S.H.I.E.L.D., Director Fury's office.
"Director Fury, regarding the research into the Desire Magic Pot, I believe we need to treat it with greater caution. I suggest—"
Handing over a report, Natasha was just about to tell him about the "bad experience" she had had in the research team's laboratory.
Ring, ring, ring.
Without the slightest warning, the building's internal alarm suddenly went off.
Snap.
Nick Fury rose to his feet, frowning, and gave Natasha an order.
"Natasha, go see what's happening outside!"
"Yes, sir."
Receiving the order, Natasha turned and hurried out of the room.
The administrative staff in the office area were coming and going, calmly discussing the work at hand, with no worry showing on their faces.
What kind of place was this?
S.H.I.E.L.D.!
So no one dared cause trouble here. Even if this alarm was not a machine malfunction, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s agents would handle it with ease!
As members of S.H.I.E.L.D., they were just that confident.
But Natasha had a different opinion. Ever since that experience with the Desire Magic Pot research team, unease had lingered in her heart, and she kept feeling that something major was about to happen.
This sudden alarm gave her a very bad feeling.
After hesitating for a moment, Natasha still chose not to take the elevator. She went through the emergency stairwell and headed downstairs.
And not long after she had gone down.
Ding—
The elevator doors suddenly opened, and Coulson rushed out with several panic-stricken subordinates. As he ran toward Fury's office, he shouted loudly.
"Run! The people downstairs have all gone crazy!!"
The middle levels of the building.
The scene was filled with noise, people shouting in unease and panic.
No one knew what had happened. It was as if, in the blink of an eye, the floor's view had