American comic: I, JoJo, am going to heaven!

Chapter 103 Three days after three days, when will this ever end!

After imparting a great deal of modern knowledge to the American veteran who had just been pulled from the Arctic, Jon and Steve finally reached the summit.

"Let me think," Jon said, closing his eyes as he tried to recall.

Ricky remembers that it rained heavily that day, and he fell after only two steps.

"so...

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Jon took two steps along the route he remembered, and then, to Steve's horrified gaze—jumped straight down.

"Kid!" Steve rushed forward and bent down to save the person.

But when he reached the edge of the cliff, he saw a purple giant floating behind Jon.

The giant had one hand embedded in the rock wall, while the other hand was easily holding Jon Snow by the collar.

For some reason, Steve could see a hint of helplessness in that expressionless purple face.

"Captain, I'm fine." Jon even had the energy to give a thumbs-up. "I need to go down and look for the plant."

After saying that, he jumped down like a ibex, watching Steve with trepidation.

"What the fuck?" Steve cursed, a curse he hadn't used in a long time. "Frey, you son of a bitch."

"I swear I'll never go on a mission with this kid again, it's too exciting."

He felt that the steel heart he had forged on the battlefield was about to suffer a heart attack from Jon's torment.

This combination is too abnormal; his composure and Jon's recklessness are simply incompatible.

Jon's every step filled him with trepidation, fearing that the boy would do something extraordinary again.

But he didn't know that this was exactly what that old bastard Fury planned.

In order to help the captain adapt to modern society quickly, Fury decided to use shock therapy.

He wanted to use Jon's impulsive personality to challenge Steve's values ​​and, incidentally, reshape them.

Because once the captain spends some time with Jon, he'll find that there's nothing to be surprised about in the modern world.

Even Coulson, a seasoned Level 8 agent who has seen it all, the man who can remain unfazed even when facing Iron Man.

After going on a mission with Jon Snow, he became unfazed by any strange occurrences and his mind was as calm as a still lake.

After all, when faced with inexplicable situations, Coulson could simply look up and shout, "It's a Stand attack!"

With Jon Snow around, this phrase always solves most problems; it never fails.

Let's return to Jon's perspective.

He was climbing down with the agility of a monkey, but his face was growing increasingly pale.

Because, in front of him, there were clearly man-made climbing cave entrances left on the mountainside!

"Oh no..." Jon's heart sank. "Has someone arrived first?"

Thanks to Platinum Star's exceptional eyesight, he has confirmed that there are no fruit trees below.

I was hoping it was hidden in some crevice, but now it seems there's no need to look for it at all.

The Lokakaka fruit tree has been taken by someone else! Damn it! It must have been that bastard Ricky who let it slip while drinking.

A few hours earlier, when Jon was probing his memories, he discovered that Ricky's memory was stuck before he drank alcohol.

No wonder I have no memory of what happened after that; I blacked out from drinking. But in the fragments of memory that followed, I didn’t mention the Lokakaka fruit again.

The only possibility is that he said it while drinking.

"Whoosh—" Jon took a deep breath, used his arms to leap directly onto the cliff.

"Something's happened, Captain," he said in a deep voice as soon as he landed. "The fruit trees are gone. Things are really complicated now."

""

"I understand." Steve had already pulled out his phone and was awkwardly dialing. "I have a feeling Fury is going to go crazy."

"yes."

Jon could only nod helplessly, admitting that his captain was right.

But this is indeed a tricky matter; who knows how much of that demon fruit has already been leaked?

"Those who are capable should do more work. Fury, as the director, should take on more responsibilities."

Jon Snow alone can't possibly travel the world to track down the fruit tree.

So, rather than exhausting yourself, it's better to let Fury handle it. It's better to exhaust him than to exhaust yourself.

Anyway, Hydra doesn't know they've been exposed yet, so Fury's words still carry weight.

Although getting S.H.I.E.L.D. involved might cause unforeseen complications... there's no SPW conglomerate to back her up in this world, so she'll just have to make do.

"Jon." After a moment, Steve handed over the phone. "Frey wants to talk to you."

"Feed?" Jon took the phone and said rudely, "Any other questions?"

"A question? Ha! What nonsense are you talking about?"

Fury's voice was weary yet filled with anger as he demanded, "I'd like to ask you, why does trouble always seem to happen wherever you go? Answer me!"

"First they were looking for the Pillar Men, then they exposed the mole within S.H.I.E.L.D., and now this damned Fruit is trying to stir up trouble?"

"It's Lokakakago," Jon corrected. "I've seen that name in the files."

"I don't care what it's called! Mazefuck!" Fury laughed angrily, his face flushed a dark red. "Because of you, I haven't slept for three days!"

"Three days after three days, Jon Yowick, are you trying to kill me with exhaustion?!"

"Well....

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Jon was speechless for a moment and looked to Steve for help, but the latter could only shrug helplessly.

Having no other option, he could only tentatively suggest, "Why don't you... rest for a while?"

"A break?" Fury sneered on the other end of the phone. "No need to look for the Pillar Men? No need to investigate the mole within SHIELD? No need to worry about this damn fruit?"

"So what are you planning to do?" Jon asked patiently, after all, they still had to get things done. "We can't just stand by and do nothing, can we?"

"The only thing I need to do right now is—go to sleep immediately! My eyes are too tired to stay open!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Fury hung up the phone immediately after finishing his sentence.

A busy signal sounded.

Fury ripped the cucumber slices off his face, took a deep breath, and perked himself up a bit.

"Sam! Stop playing games!" He grabbed the walkie-talkie and staggered out of the massage parlor. "Make me a strong coffee!"

"Yes, sir!" Sam quickly replied.

"Hiss...ha..." Fury's eyelids were drooping, and his steps were unsteady, as if he were walking on cotton. "Damn Jon...damn...Mazefak!"

Fury felt as if his soul might leave his body at any moment, and his father was calling him from heaven.

I've been working non-stop for three days straight, relying entirely on the special medicine from the biological department to keep me going, but now the medicine's effects are almost worn off.

But if he hadn't kept his eyes open, who knows what kind of mess those idiots in the bureau would have made of things.

To be honest, he felt like he was about to die suddenly.

Although he didn't know if those who die suddenly could go to heaven, he estimated that even if they didn't die suddenly, they probably wouldn't be able to go to heaven in this lifetime.

"Sigh..." Fury suddenly had the idea of ​​resigning.

Let whoever wants to be the bureau chief take the job! What kind of bureau chief gets treated like a beast of burden? He's probably the first one like this.

Meanwhile, the two people on the mountaintop looked at each other and tacitly turned around and went down the mountain.

The mountain has recently become increasingly popular – rumors of limbs growing back have attracted many visitors, including professors who study Norse mythology.

"Hello."

"good afternoon."

Jon and Steve politely nodded to the mountaineering scholars, who returned the gesture. Until "Snap!"

Jon suddenly grabbed the wrist of one of the old professors and secretly activated the Ripple Detection.

The result made his heart skip a beat: this seemingly elderly scholar was actually stronger than Captain America!

The ripple pattern even bore a resemblance to Thor's, and he knew he wasn't mistaken!

Could they be Asgardians?

"Is there a problem?" the old professor asked with a kind smile.

"..." Jon's eyes flickered, but he finally released his grip. "Sorry, I mistook you for someone else."

"It's alright," the professor said with a self-deprecating smile, touching his face. "It's just that I look too ordinary; that's what everyone says."

Once the expedition team had walked a distance, Steve immediately approached and asked, "Is there something wrong with him?"

"Yes, but don't worry about it for now." Jon sighed with relief. "Let's go back first."

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