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

"Fury, do you want to save the world?"

"Cough! Cough cough cough—"

Fury choked on his own saliva, his face turning bright red.

You know, he's made countless promises to others in his life, but this is the first time someone has actually handed him a savior's promise.

Do young people these days not even bother to formulate their grand plans anymore?

He coughed for a long time with his back hunched over before straightening up, panting heavily, and wiping his mouth with his sleeve.

"Listen, kid...twenty years ago, someone tried to make me choke to death with a lame joke."

"But that trick doesn't work on me anymore."

"Fury, I'm not kidding." Jon reached into his pocket and pulled a red gem. "This is Aja's Red Stone..."

Then Jon told Fury about Aja, the Red Stone, and the Pillar Men.

As Jon recounted his story, Fury's one eye gradually narrowed into a slit.

He instinctively believed Jon's words, because it would be difficult for an ordinary person to concoct such a logical lie on the spot.

The key point is that the words "non-human creature" and "immortal species" were jumping around on Fury's warning line, making him instinctively wary.

Can you guarantee that everything you're saying is true?

Fury stared intently at Jon with his one eye, as if trying to determine whether he was lying.

Jon nodded and said:

"Since the Red Stone exists, the Pillar Men must also exist. I can guarantee that."

"The Pillar Men..." Fury suddenly froze, as if he had just realized something. "You just said they dwell on the pillars?"

"Most likely correct," Jon replied.

Upon hearing this, Fury's breathing became noticeably heavier.

He grabbed the walkie-talkie and said into the other end:

"Coulson! Send file S-01791 to..."

He suddenly glanced at Jon and changed his mind, "No, send a tablet over now!"

"On our way, sir."

A moment later, Coulson pushed open the door and entered, carrying a tablet.

"Boss." He handed the tablet to Fury, raising an eyebrow at Jon.

"Okay." Fury took the tablet and immediately started operating it.

"Hey, Coulson," Jon said, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Hey, Jon," Coulson approached with a smile, lowering his voice as they shook hands, "I heard you've got a pretty bad temper?"

"It seems so." Jon shrugged.

Upon hearing this, Coulson immediately said admiringly, "Impressive."

"Gentlemen," Fury looked up, "could you please be quiet?"

"Feel sorry."

A minute later, Fury turned the tablet toward Jon and said:

"We discovered this in a mine in northern England five years ago."

The image shows a stone pillar covered with strange patterns and gemstones, with half of a stone mask that looks like it's smiling but isn't.

"We've done carbon-14 dating; it's very old."

Jon suddenly leaned closer to the screen, his fingers rapidly zooming in on the details.

When he looked up, Fury saw a rare hint of seriousness flash across those usually arrogant eyes.

"It is indeed the pillar where the Pillar Men reside."

Jon pointed to the blurry human-shaped indentation on the screen and said:

"But he probably moved away a long time ago."

"Fuck you," Fury suddenly cursed, his voice filled with deep weariness. "There's never enough work."

"Now there's a Tin Can Man flying around in the sky, and recently a hammer even fell from the sky..."

Fury rubbed his temples.

"And now you're telling me there's a bunch of ancient relics who've been sleeping for who knows how many years, waiting for Aja Redstone to throw a party?"

"Fuck!"

After complaining, Fury's expression immediately became serious, and he hid his fatigue.

"Jon, you are now officially hired as a consultant for S.H.I.E.L.D., with Level 5 clearance and an annual salary of two million US dollars."

"At the same time, I will retrieve all the Aja Redstones for you to identify, and also monitor similar items globally."

"Then..." Jon held out his hand, "Deal?"

"Half the deal is done," Fury said, grasping Jon's hand.

"I helped you, so you have to help me. That's the deal, right?"

"Of course," Jon joked, "as long as you don't send me to the Gobi Desert to starve."

"Speaking of which, Fury, what do you want me to do for you?"

Upon hearing this, Fury's dark face fell silent for a moment, then he said after thinking for a while:

"I want you to go with Coulson to the Gobi Desert and drink the northwest wind."

"WTF?!"

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"Frey, you old bastard."

After seeing the two off, Jon slumped on the sofa and complained wearily.

Although he was a little annoyed by Fury's words, he was certain that he would make a profit from this deal.

Not only did they use S.H.I.E.L.D.'s resources to track down the Pillar Men, but they also got an advisor title for free.

Jon burst out laughing when he thought of Fury's winking as he hinted that the funds could be used flexibly.

That makes sense. What bureau chief could build over thirty safe houses around the world?

These safe houses also contain many Quinjet fighters, missile silos, and, needless to say, fortifications.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered a wise saying by a great man.

That's what they said.

Make as many friends as possible and as few enemies as possible.

In fact, Jon really doesn't understand why in the novels of his previous life, so many time travelers insisted on fighting S.H.I.E.L.D. to the death.

Can't you use your personal charisma to get S.H.I.E.L.D. to work for you?

"Indeed, this is charisma." Jon raised his glass to the air in celebration.

But then he narrowed his eyes. Was Fury, that old fox, too quick to agree?

It seems I'll have to be more careful when dealing with Fury in the future.

That guy is a cunning old fox. Sometimes it may seem like you've come out on top, but he might have actually achieved his own goals as well.

We must be wary.

Meanwhile, in the parking lot outside the hotel, Fury suddenly stopped.

"Coulson, what have you learned?" he asked without turning his head.

"What?" Coulson, holding his tablet, looked bewildered. "Sir, you mean...?"

"Ugh."

Fury stared at Coulson, sighed, and said with a hint of disappointment:

"You didn't notice Jon's charisma and his remarkable adaptability at all?"

"Adaptability?" Coulson suddenly recalled the scene when he first met Jon at the hospital.

At that time, it was clearly the first time Tony and Happy had met Jon, while it was the second time Pepper had met him.

But when he entered the ward, he found that Jon had become the focus of the three of them.

"Sir, you mean..."

"That's exactly what you think," Fury nodded. "His adaptability is amazing."

"This kind of person can integrate into any environment immediately and then stand out with their personal charm."

"Like..." Fury paused for a moment, searching for a suitable metaphor: "Like... a cunning intruder."

Coulson immediately understood the implication and said:

"In other words, if he's allowed into S.H.I.E.L.D., he can quickly cultivate a faction loyal to him..."

"I'll be the one with the headache then," Fury chimed in, patting Coulson on the shoulder.

"Sometimes, such talent is necessary, but it must be used cautiously, do you understand?"

"Treat it like a double-edged sword," Coulson said knowingly.

Fury showed a satisfied expression: "Good comprehension, Agent Coulson."

He opened the car door. "Agent Coulson, your professional knowledge retake is canceled. Also, send Jon an ID card while you're at it."

"Yes!" Coulson responded, standing at attention.