The scan results made Nick Fury want to cry a little.
As Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., he had commanded respect everywhere, unrivaled in the limelight and brimming with confidence, yet he had no idea how the Hydra agents under him were laughing at him inwardly.
Twenty-three! Not counting Coulson, only twenty-three people truly belonged to S.H.I.E.L.D.!
This was fucking... going too far, Hydra!
No wonder Su Yu had said this should not be called S.H.I.E.L.D., but the Hydra Bureau.
That had not been an exaggeration at all!
Somewhere along the way, his job as Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. had turned him into an undercover agent planted in the enemy camp!
He did not even know how to describe what he was feeling. Heartbreaking! It was too heartbreaking!
After finishing the investigation, Nick Fury fell silent as well.
What should he do? Did he really have to kill all these people? Was there some better way?
Then, quite naturally, he thought of the magical blind box shop.
He remembered the shopkeeper once saying that if your wish was strong enough, the blind boxes might just respond to you.
Put plainly, you might get an item that could help fulfill your wish.
So, when in doubt, go open blind boxes!
That was what Nick Fury thought, and that was what he did.
"Reporting, sir! Our people have found it!"
At this, a hint of delight rose in Baron Strucker's heart, but his expression remained unchanged.
"Very good. Bring Loki's Scepter, then, and move out!"
"Yes, sir!"
A short while later, Baron Strucker stroked the Mind Stone Scepter lying in a long case, desire gleaming in his eyes.
"Sweetheart, my future is riding on you!" he murmured to himself.
Then he closed the case and said, "Move out!"
"Yes, sir!" ×3
Several hours later,