Marvel: Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit

But it's unrealistic for those guys to compete with Tony.

There's a lot of room for maneuver here.

Now that Obadiah is gone, the company is in chaos, and he needs a helper.

So Tony immediately thought of someone.

A very capable woman, his secretary Pepper.

While Tony was thinking.

Jarvis's voice came through my ear.

"Sir, someone wants to see you."

"No, I'm busy right now, Jarvis," Tony replied without hesitation.

"I'm sorry, someone has modified my code."

As soon as Jarvis finished speaking, a "ding" sound was heard, and the private elevator doors opened.

Tony suddenly turned his head and looked over, his face showing surprise.

This is a one-eyed bald black man wearing a black trench coat and shirt, accompanied by a middle-aged white man in a suit carrying a briefcase.

"I hate being disturbed at this time."

Tony stood up, his surprise turning into displeasure.

"It seems you're not surprised who I am."

The visitors were Nick Fury and Coulson.

“Yeah, I didn’t know that at first, but you guys have been quite active lately, so I had Jarvis investigate you.”

Tony really did know Nick Fury.

The Manhattan incident and the massacre perpetrated by Wanda and Pietro two days ago were both orchestrated by a mysterious department.

Especially later on, they completely blocked all information.

While paying attention to this matter, Tony also noticed this mysterious department.

In today's modern technological age, it is nearly impossible to keep many secrets hidden.

Especially in front of Tony, who controls the artificial intelligence Jarvis.

After some investigation, Tony learned that there was such a mysterious department in the world. However, Tony was not too arrogant and allowed Jarvis to hack into the department's database.

Unexpectedly, these people actually came to our door.

"So, what do you want from me?"

"Stark, you don't think nobody knows what you did two days ago, do you?"

Nick Fury picked up his phone and placed it in front of Tony. The screen was horizontal, showing a silver armored vehicle soaring through the sky, rapidly ascending, eventually freezing and crashing before taking off again in a dramatic fashion.

The video isn't very long; it's been edited.

"Wow, it looks like some evil alien is playing a prank." Tony's attitude remained unchanged, and he casually made up a story.

It seems like an attempt to change the subject.

But Fury wasn't buying it. He put down his phone and said, "We've investigated your money flow and purchase data."

“Stark, you are a genius to have developed this armor that is ahead of its time.”

Fury stared directly at Tony with his single eye.

"So what? Don't tell me you want to take it away." Tony narrowed his eyes, his imposing manner undiminished as he faced Fury.

"The person who wants to take it away isn't me, Tony, but some people who want to use it against other threats."

Fury remained expressionless, his words containing seven parts truth and three parts falsehood.

Just as some people wanted to obtain the technology developed by Tony, Fury did too.

After all, this technology is a groundbreaking and leading-edge technology.

Although there is no specific detailed data or actual combat data yet.

However, many things can be calculated.

First and foremost is energy.

To enable a manned armored vehicle to fly, and even at speeds exceeding Mach, the most fundamental element is energy and power.

This technology alone is enough to make people drool.

Fury certainly wanted to as well, but he had been observing Tony for a long time and, after a long evaluation of Tony's personality, he confirmed that it was basically impossible.

So Fury needs to try a different approach.

"Countering other threats?"

Tony sneered, not believing Fury's nonsense, but he didn't rush to expose him.

"Are they scared?"

“Ordinary people don’t need to be afraid, but they’re different, Tony.”

"And what about you? What are your names?"

Tony pretended to think and recall, then suddenly exclaimed as if he remembered, "Right, the Strategic Homeland Defense, Attack and Logistics Agency, oh my god, that's a really long name."

"So we've now changed our name to S.H.I.E.L.D., Mr. Stark."

Coulson chimed in from the side.

Tony looked over and asked, "So, should I ask your names?"

“My name is Nick Fury, the current director of S.H.I.E.L.D., and this is Coulson, a Level 8 agent.”

“Okay, Nick Fury, you still haven’t answered my question.”

Fury paused for a moment, then said, "Since its inception, S.H.I.E.L.D. has been responsible for handling supernatural events and global crises, but too much has happened this year, and these things have shown us how weak we are."

"us?"

Tony scoffed at this: "I thought you were going to talk about those old men in the government."

"They always thought America was the most powerful. They were immersed in their past glory and strength, and arrogantly believed that they could dominate the world. But the monster in Manhattan that day and the appearance of Terra made them realize they were wrong."

"So many people died overnight a couple of days ago, making them feel insecure, right?"

“They are not afraid of the demons, they are afraid of Terra, they are afraid of the emperor, they are afraid of the order they advocated.”

Tony saw things very clearly; he could see right through what those people were thinking.

What do you mean by fighting external threats? It sounds like you're talking about fighting threats from outside Earth.

In fact, what they ultimately feared was Terra.

Because Terra was too strong, stronger than those people could comprehend, and she also completely violated the rules set by those people.

Driven by two different ideologies, they feared Terra's power and also feared that lower-class Americans would eventually side with Terra.

They were afraid of being purged.

After all, how many people who reach that position have a clean background?

In this case in Obadiah, a group of government and military personnel were ruthlessly executed for smuggling and instigating the war; their bodies were never recovered, and their families were also affected.

What about next time?

Will it be their turn?

That's what they're afraid of.

“Perhaps, but Earth can’t just have Terra, Tony.” Fury didn’t deny Tony’s words, but instead said meaningfully.

"Can't it just be Terra?"

Tony silently pondered those words.

What Fury said was very interesting.

He looked at Fury: "What do you think of the future?"

"They are too powerful. I have no doubt that in the end, only one empire will remain on Earth."

Fury shook his head: "But nobody knows what will happen when a planet has only one empire."

"We don't understand their order, we don't know what they advocate, and the unknown is the most dangerous."

"I don't want to gamble the fate of all humanity on this."

Tony chuckled, speechless. "So, after all that, what do you want?"

"I need to build a team with special defensive capabilities, a force that can freely confront external threats, and one that can promptly correct the situation if it gets out of control."

"I?"

Tony pointed to himself, giving him a look that seemed to say, "Aren't you giving me too much credit?"

Tony may be arrogant, but that doesn't mean he believes his so-called special power can defy the tides of fate.

“We never wanted to fight anything, Tony, this is just a safety net.”

Fury didn't expect to convince Tony in one conversation. After he finished speaking, he looked at Coulson, who nodded and took a USB drive out of his briefcase.

"These are things your father left behind. If you need them, you can contact me anytime and we will exchange everything with you."

Coulson handed the USB drive to Tony.

After Tony took it, the two turned around and took the elevator away.

Tony was left staring blankly at the UP in his hand.

Dad?

.......

boom!!!

The desolate starry sky, the intertwining and collision of scorching lightning and dark raging tides, the turbulent aftershocks annihilated countless planets and meteorites of varying sizes.

Within this energy, a figure crackling with electricity shot backward, flying an unknown distance before crashing onto the surface of a corrupted planet.

He crashed through countless crystalline rocks along the way, eventually sliding for tens of thousands of meters before coming to a stop, where countless shattered crystals engulfed him.

But the next second, the figure pulling the lightning crashed through the cover and flew into the air.

Standing high in the sky, Matthew, his clothes damaged and looking slightly disheveled, twisted his neck. His red pupils were filled with an incomparably overwhelming fighting spirit, reflecting Dormammu on the other side of the distant starry sky.

He clenched his fist.

bang~

The lightning crackled, dispelling the curses and darkness that had been clinging to him and trying to erode him, and Matthew exhaled deeply.

He had forgotten how long he had been fighting Dormammu.

It might take a day, it might take two days, it might take longer.

But without a doubt, he will be fully committed to the battle against Dormammu.

Every collision, every judgment, every dodge, every attack.

He utilized all three types of Haki, the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, gravity, electromagnetism, the Glint-Glint Fruit's abilities, and magic.

But for Dormammu, it was still not enough, far from enough.

All of his attack patterns, though seemingly complex and powerful, are actually countered by Dormammu.

Matthew had a very tough time playing.

If it weren't for the combination of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, Observation Haki, and the extensive use of magic, he probably would have died countless times.

Time and again, they teetered on the edge of life and death, testing the limits of the abyss. Each time was a trial by fire.

Indeed, only by facing the powerful can one truly understand the gap between them.

Matthew learned a lot this time.

It's bigger than I imagined.

But are you tired?