Few people know that Fury had a pet.
But it’s no wonder, after all, Li Fury usually feels like a cold-blooded, wily king of secret agents, and it’s hard to imagine him raising pets.
And the pet he once kept was actually the most dangerous creature in the universe, called the Primordial Beast.
The stomach of the Yuan-devouring beast is connected to a parallel universe.
Moreover, it can lay hundreds of eggs at one time, and it can also swallow almost everything through the tentacles sticking out of its mouth, and the damage caused is incurable at all!
In the black market, the price of a Primordial Devourer is even more expensive than that of dozens of life planets, and its whereabouts are often mysterious, and almost no one has seen it.
No one knows that he has raised Primordial Beasts.
Even in the S.H.I.E.L.D. archives, there is not a single bit of information about the Primordial Beast.
It’s no wonder that Fury was so shocked.
However, now is not the time to struggle with this issue. Lord just now mentioned a ‘bigger crisis’, which made him very concerned.
“Can it be exchanged for something else?”
Fury pondered for a while, his eyes flickered, and said: “Since you know about the Origin Eater, you must know the collections in S.H.I.E.L.D., right?”
This sentence is equivalent to a test.
He wanted to verify whether the mysterious man in front of him was real and knew all about S.H.I.E.L.D.
And the answer… is about his choice.
Lord saw through his thoughts, smiled slightly, and said, “You mean those 084 dangerous items? I’m sorry… Those things are not worth as much as a book in my eyes.”
0-8-4 Dangerous Goods, the top secret of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Even an eighth-level agent knows very little, mostly only one or two of them.
Being able to say 084 almost proves one thing.
At least for the time being, from the information he got, S.H.I.E.L.D. was seriously infiltrated. Although he didn’t know the means, the other party knew them well.
Fury took a deep breath, lowered his eyes, clenched his fists fiercely, the blood vessels on his face burst out, and gritted his teeth: “The Primordial Beast…is a pet left by my dear friend, I am not qualified, Make the decision for her!”
“Oh, that’s fine.”
Lord showed a regretful expression on his face and sighed: “If that’s the case, then wait for Mr. Fury to come up with something of corresponding value and then trade with me.”
Having said that, he raised his hand and greeted Xiao Yu to see off the guest.
Xiaoyu stopped sweeping the floor and walked to Fury in a daze, just about to pull him out.
Fury spoke suddenly, stopping the light rain.
“Excuse me, is there anything else?”
Lord looked attentive.
“The Primordial Beast… But it has been with me for decades, my dear friend’s favorite pet.” Fury’s eyes were sad, as if cutting flesh, with a deep hoarse cry, saying word by word: ” And…it’s the rarest precious creature in the universe!”
Lord tilted his head and asked.
“So… have to pay more!”
Fury changed his sad expression and turned to show the cunning of a philistine, and said, “The Primordial Eater can be given to you, but I want to know what you can give me.”
The speed of the front-to-back transition is astounding.
Should I be called the king of agents? Even the changes in mood are so natural.
“Isn’t it the only thought left by my best friend?”
Lord asked jokingly.
“A cat, and an earth, it’s easy to choose, isn’t it?”
Freidan said: “Besides, there will be no real people. When the museum is on fire, leave the Mona Lisa alone and save a cat?”
From the beginning, he made the decision.
No matter how important the Primordial Beast is, it cannot be used as a combat force, nor can it save the earth, so all of this is just his deliberate behavior in order to allow the Primordial Beast to sell for a higher price .
The weights on both ends of the balance are not a heavyweight at all.
The life and death of billions of human beings only need a cat as the price. Is there anything in the world that can be more cost-effective than this?
Lord suddenly felt that the white man Fury in front of him was obviously much more pleasing to the eye than the original universe.
You can pick it up, put it down, and see it transparently.
Such a person should be the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., not a neurotic who only knows to doubt this and that all day long.
“The Primordial Beast, I can give it to you.”
Fury then said: “I don’t care what you plan to do with it, I just need to know if the power you gave me can really save the world.”
“Then… come with me.”
Lord smiled and got up from his seat, and then said: “For our valued customers, we don’t mind showing him the contents of the transaction in advance.”
He said, he slowly walked out of the long table, and then came to a wooden door in the southeast corner of the living room, stretched out his hand and slowly pushed it open.
“Change the place, Director Fury, I don’t want this place to be turned into a rubble. After all, the next thing to be displayed needs a larger space.”
Without thinking, Fury followed Lord through the door.
Inside the gate is a huge tunnel, dozens of meters in width and even more indistinct in height, but the place for people to walk is only less than ten meters.
The entire passage is more like being on a cliff.
The walls on both sides are even more bizarre, with a purple latex-like substance flowing, and the ground is also covered with this substance. From time to time, you can see some scattered bones and so on.
Fury suppressed the shock in his heart and planned to reach out and touch the strange purple flesh wall beside him.
“Friendly reminder, don’t touch anything.”
Just as he was about to meet, Lord’s voice came from the front: “This is an independent world separated from time and space. Those flesh walls are composed of certain rules. If you accidentally touch them, they will fall off. Into the turbulent time and space that no one knows, then you will lose a few days to hundreds, thousands of years in an instant…”
Time and space break? !
Hundreds of thousands of years lost in a flash?
In just two sentences, Fury’s face turned pale with fright, and he quickly retracted his hand.
He had more than a season in his heart, wiped the sweat oozing from his forehead, swallowed his saliva, and looked at Lorde with a touch of shock and awe in his eyes: “Who… who are you?”
The independent world of the fractured time and space…
Being able to traverse such a world at will, combined with the previous information, he can no longer imagine the true identity of the man in front of him.
Lord stopped and thought for a moment.
After a while, he turned around, grinned, and said, “By the definition of human beings…I can count as…a **** for now.”