Master of the Marvel Universe

Even the range of his telepathy had been greatly reduced.

But Saiki Kusuo did not dislike having his abilities weakened, because it was quiet.

"That's normal. You did use your abilities right out in the street." Shen He was not surprised at all. He looked at Saiki Kusuo. "What do we do now?"

"You decide."

Shen He was a little surprised when he heard that, but he quickly understood.

Saiki was just afraid of trouble.

After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Do they intend to attack?"

"They're waiting for someone, an agent named Coulson." Saiki Kusuo's voice usually appeared directly in his mind.

Well then, Coulson—one of the newbie village chiefs for people who transmigrated into the Marvel Universe.

According to incomplete statistics, Coulson, Tony, and Parker accounted for nearly eighty percent of the first characters encountered in Marvel newbie scenarios.

Shen He hesitated somewhat. Under normal circumstances, getting involved with S.H.I.E.L.D. on his first day after transmigrating was not wise. But as someone without an identity, he did not think he could evade S.H.I.E.L.D.'s tracking unless he hid away in some remote mountain forest. That would just be asking for trouble.

"Then we'll wait. I don't have an identity here. Even though I have money, staying at a hotel would be troublesome."

In the end, Shen He decided there was nothing wrong with meeting a newbie village chief.

Besides, S.H.I.E.L.D. at this point barely had any supernatural power. They might have been impressive and high-class compared to ordinary people, but with Saiki around, there was no need to be too intimidated.

Coulson was indeed on his way.

He was not in a particularly good mood. He had originally thought that the billionaire who liked flying around in armor, together with the green giant created by the military, were troublesome enough.

Now there were two more unusual individuals openly using abilities in the street.

"Sir, they may have noticed us." A subordinate's voice came through the radio.

"Please don't tell me they've already gone poof and vanished." Coulson's tone remained fairly relaxed.

"No, they still haven't moved."

"Then don't move either."

Coulson's tone abruptly ceased to be relaxed.

There was only one possibility for someone to remain completely unmoved after discovering that they were surrounded by a group of people: absolute confidence in their own strength.

Glancing at the red light ahead, Coulson pressed several buttons. The car suddenly accelerated, charged straight onto the emergency lane, and sped all the way there. Just over ten minutes later, he arrived at the building.

"They're still up there?"

"Yes. The snipers are in position, armed with tranquilizer guns."

"Forget that for now. Let me see the information you gathered." Coulson checked his phone. No email had been sent over.

"We couldn't find any information at all."

"Any?" Coulson froze.