In the Marvel universe, you start with a colored Hextech item.

The next three days passed in the blink of an eye.

New York fell into an eerie silence, but the hot topics of conversation remained the various genetic experiments and the name Lynn.

In such a situation, some people are happy while others are sad.

"You haven't answered the phone for three days, Lynn. Have you forgotten who I am? Or are you getting bolder and bolder, ignoring S.H.I.E.L.D."

Fury walked straight to the desk, placed his hands on it, and stared intently at the man behind it.

He was waiting for an answer.

Lynn didn't give him a reply for three consecutive days, and the situation was gradually slipping out of his control.

Especially after seeing the surveillance footage brought by Sitwell.

Frank's reaction after the eerie bell rang, and the reactions of everyone else in the laboratory.

Even just from the visuals and sounds, his reaction was exactly the same as Sitwell's when he first heard it.

A feeling of irritation suddenly welled up inside me.

Fury was deeply shocked.

Such weapons are no longer within the scope of conventional weapons. If they were to be exposed, what terrible disasters would they cause?

So he couldn't wait any longer and took the initiative to go to their door.

On one hand, it was to test Lynn's attitude and see if he was really out of control; on the other hand, it was to get him to hand over his weapons!

The report that Sitwell had submitted came to mind.

We must reassess Lynn's threat level.

This is not just a superpower, but a kind of mental influence that we cannot understand or control.

He can silently undermine the morale of a team, and even drive well-trained agents into a state of frenzy and self-destruction!

Roxon's experience has proven this point.

Lynn is targeting a company now, but what if his beliefs clash with S.H.I.E.L.D. or the World Security Council next?

The very existence of such unpredictable and indefensible entities is the ultimate challenge to the global security system!

I believe...it has come to the point where we must consider an "ultimate solution" for the sake of a greater order.

But Fury did not agree immediately.

He didn't want to become enemies with Lynn unless absolutely necessary; such a person still had great value.

Besides... Lynn can only be considered half good and half bad.

It's far from needing to be removed.

Even their very existence is a threat.

Fury slammed his fist on the table, his tone icy.

"I have no problem with you wanting to take action against Roxson, but you shouldn't have exposed those experimental data to the public!"

"But those images of genetic mutations and live experiments would trigger widespread panic and disrupt social order in New York and across the country!"

"Who do you think can easily clean up this mess?"

Lynn drew out his words and nodded as if he had just realized something.

"Oh~"

"I don't quite understand what you're talking about. I'm just a kind citizen who happened to find an abandoned hard drive."

Fury was so angry at his shameless face that he laughed and let out a cold laugh.

He immediately pulled out the surveillance footage from the Institute of Oceanography.

The scene freezes on the moment Lynn rings the bell, Fury's gaze fixed on Lynn with an unyielding force.

"And that little bell of yours that can manipulate emotions or minds—that kind of weapon goes beyond the realm of ordinary danger!"

"Abusive use could trigger massive riots. This must be immediately handed over to S.H.I.E.L.D. for safekeeping. This is not a discussion, it's a warning!"

"You must hand it over!"

The words were spoken.

Hearing Fury's extremely serious tone, Lynn chuckled, put his feet off the table, and focused his eyes on a single point.

"I'll wipe out New York's underworld for you for free. You don't have anyone, but I do. You find it troublesome, but I don't."

"From the very first time we started working together, my attitude was very clear: I will not accept your control and surveillance."

"Now... you're trying to intimidate me in this situation?"

"Are you sure you can do it? You couldn't even do it that day!"

"Speaking of which, I have a few words I'd like to say to you."

Lynn put his feet back on the table and lit a cigar.

"First, even if they have weapons, they are private property. S.H.I.E.L.D. is not the world police, at least not in my jurisdiction."

"Secondly, things are different now than before. New Yorkers need me; they need someone who can shatter those fake faces."

"And you..."

"Wouldn't it be better if we just maintained the existing balance?"

"Don't even think about messing with me. I'm not someone who's easily swayed by you. Everything I do has its own standards."

"As for Roxson's messy affairs..."

Lynn stood up, took the neatly ironed suit jacket from the coat rack, and carefully examined herself in the mirror.

"What's wrong with exposing it? Let everyone know what's in the labs of some respectable people."

"It's better than some failed test subject running into the streets and causing real panic, don't you think?"

As he spoke, he put on his coat and straightened his collar.

"Alright, if there's nothing else, I have to go to Mr. Stark's party. It's impolite to be late for social occasions."

Fury stood there, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.

In the end, he still reached the step he least wanted to see.

He needs to weigh whether to tolerate an uncontrollable "anti-hero" or create an even more uncontrollable enemy himself.

Fury watched Lynn walk toward the door.

Just as he gripped the doorknob, he followed behind and said.

"Lynn, you're going to cross a line that no one should cross."

Lynn responded with a bright smile.

"Chief, I, Lynn, am not alive today by chance."

"Besides... I'm not your enemy, am I?"

……

Later, in the car that was about to depart, the atmosphere was somewhat awkward.

Noticing Frank's hesitant expression, Lynn smiled and patted him on the shoulder, then looked at Wang in the passenger seat.

"Wang is not an outsider; at least he is unwilling to get involved in these matters and will not casually reveal them."

For the past three days, Wang has been like an employee clocking in and out, arriving at the Fisker Building on time every day.

He sat silently in the corner of the office, neither interfering with the action nor asking any unnecessary questions.

They didn't leave quietly until nightfall, their strict adherence to rules even making him feel somewhat helpless.

However, Lynn was also curious whether the king had discovered this.

"So have you noticed anything interesting these past few days?"

Wang finally spoke, his tone calm yet probing.

"There are unusual energy fluctuations in your office every day."

"The number of those creatures is also increasing inexplicably."

Lynn touched the tip of his nose and shrugged helplessly.

"I already said it's a private matter and I can't disclose it."

He then promptly changed the subject.

"Stop staring at me. Tonight's Stark party is going to be a lot of fun, much more interesting than staring at me."

He thought to himself that this monk's perception was too sharp; he could detect even the slightest fluctuation.

Frank kept his eyes on the road, driving silently and ignoring the conversation between the two men, focusing solely on the road conditions.

Half an hour later, the car slowly came to a stop in front of the Stark Tower.

The dazzling lights illuminated the entire skyscraper, making it resemble a crystal fortress, with red carpets laid out and luxury cars lining the streets.

Lynn opened the car door and couldn't help but exclaim, "This is the prestige of a tech giant. It's truly different."

[Ding! The eighth round of the mission has been triggered]