Li Ge is working hard at Nidavellir, and people on the earth have not stopped moving forward.
Before S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury contacted Coulson and asked him to place Flint Marko secretly.
The addition of Flint Marko is naturally gratifying, as the power in his hands has become more powerful, but it would be too stupid to be exposed to the eyes of Hydra who has merged with S.H.I.E.L.D..
More importantly, Nick Fury cannot yet trust Flint Marko who just joined.
If he had seen Apocalypse before, he might have ignored the possible danger.
... but now...
Thinking of this, Nick Fury couldn't help but touch the extra black ring engraved with a golden dragon on the middle finger of his left hand, his eyes deep.
"Director."
Coulson, who had some new hair on his head, walked in, his fit body tightening his suit.
Nick Fury's slightly absent-minded one-eyed pupil condensed, as if he had just seen Coulson, and said softly as if talking to himself, "Coulson, what reason do you think I should use to ask all the agents to go back to Triskelion in batches."
"Selection of personnel for special tasks?"
"... or... use Nine Heavens of Li Ge as the reason?"
With that said, Nick Fury unabashedly took off his blindfold, revealing his eyes that should have been gray and lifeless underneath.
"... Director, I think Nine Heavens's trial qualification can be used as a reason... As far as I know...Li Ge doesn't mind letting more people know about the existence of Nine Heavens."
Nick Fury's sudden move obviously revealed that his eyes had recovered to health, but Coulson's face had a real expression. He raised his hand slightly, subconsciously wanting to touch his hairline that had returned to life.
Forcibly pressing the movement of his hand, Coulson recalled what Li Ge had said to him before, and spoke his thoughts carefully.
Nick Fury's brows tightened imperceptibly, and he motioned with his eyes to Coulson to continue speaking.
"Li Ge's attitude has been very clear. Nine Heavens will be opened to him sooner or later."
"Since we can't stop it, why not take advantage of this opportunity... to select the elite among the agents... as the first batch of people to enter Nine Heavens?"
"... and by the way, we can also distinguish... who are our people."
"Most of the information about Li Ge has been understood by the people of Hydra... After all, the current S.H.I.E.L.D...."
Nick Fury frowned. Although Coulson had not finished what he said, he still made up the next words in his own mind. "There are too many Hydras, and it is difficult to keep any information confidential."
"Okay! Coulson... You will personally handle the matter of notifying the agents..."
Unconsciously stroking the ring on the middle finger of her left hand, Nick Fury finally made up her mind.
"... Also, let's just say that S.H.I.E.L.D. found a magical relic... try not to reveal the existence of Li Ge."
Although Coulson's words were just an excuse for him, Nick Fury also thought so in his heart, otherwise how could he bring up Nine Heavens's matter as an option.
But as the saying goes, people are always used to deceiving themselves and others.
Nick Fury still didn't want Li Ge's matter to be completely exposed so quickly. He subconsciously wanted to keep the pace in a way that he could control.
Even if he is the person who deceived the entire S.H.I.E.L.D., he still wants the current social situation that he is accustomed to to last longer.
Coulson narrowed his eyes, looked at Nick Fury's calm face, and instantly understood his thoughts.
"... Okay Director."
"Don't forget to explain things clearly to Natasha and Barton first."
"Understood."
In Natasha's safe house, Sif and Natasha were talking and laughing. The relationship between women is so unpretentious.
She had taken off her tight-fitting light armor under Natasha's persuasion and put on a fashionable shirt and jeans.
The long, smooth black hair is no longer worn down, but is tied into a neat high ponytail.
Natasha was saying something while gently patting Sif's face with a cotton pad. Some cosmetics were neatly arranged on the table next to him.
"That's it, you look great now!"
Stopping what he was doing, Natasha looked around at Sif's face, showing an expression of admiration under her nervous eyes.
"Look at you, Thor will definitely be conquered by your charm!"
Natasha picked up a mirror from the table next to him and gently handed it to Sif.
"Is this... is this really me?"
Sif's eyes were immediately attracted by his own reflection in the mirror. He was charming, radiant, and full of feminine beauty.
She couldn't help but stretched out her hand towards the mirror, paused for a moment and then finally turned and placed it on her familiar yet unfamiliar face.
Sif, who has always been dashing and handsome, showed a rare appearance of a little daughter.
"You have to believe in your own charm Sif, Thor is simply blind, he turned a blind eye to such a great beauty like you."
Speaking of Thor, the first impression of Natasha is his reckless and embarrassed appearance in front of Mjolnir.
She really couldn't understand that such a beautiful goddess Sif had been with him for hundreds of years, but he didn't notice Sif's thoughts at all, and now he was still having a passionate relationship with a woman he had been with for a short period of time.
Should we say he is slow? Or should we say he is like a rabbit that doesn't eat grass beside its nest?
However, thinking of the reward Li Ge promised in the message, Natasha threw all these messy thoughts behind her mind. She was only responsible for teaching Sif. As for the outcome of her and Thor, it was not Natasha's consideration.
"Sif, the next step is to learn about walking posture, let me demonstrate it for you first..."
He clapped his hands to attract Sif's attention. Natasha had already stood up and posed in the open space.
Sif has recognized Natasha's teacher qualifications, and quickly fixed his eyes on Natasha, but he did not put down the mirror he was holding.
"... Father, how do you feel?"
Harry stared nervously at Norman who was pouring King Fruit juice into his mouth. As soon as he saw his throat rolling, he couldn't help but ask.
"Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Awesome!"
As soon as King Fruit took a sip of the juice, Norman's eyes that were still a little suspicious changed, becoming eager and excited.
After pouring the entire bottle of juice into his stomach, Norman let out a sigh of contentment.
Waves of warmth started from his stomach and gradually spread to his whole body. His hands, which had often felt uncomfortable and even uncontrollably trembling due to the family's hereditary disease, suddenly gained rare strength.