The New Assistant

However, Fang Ye knew that creating a team of super soldiers was not as simple as he had imagined.

Though the success rate of injecting the human enhancement potion was high, if the deadly flaws were not resolved, it would only create a group of lunatics bent on destruction.

Fang Ye didn't want to engage in terror activities; what he needed were obedient subordinates.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Come in!"

The knocking outside interrupted Fang Ye's thoughts.

Fang Ye thought it might be Jennifer, but when he saw the person who entered, his expression couldn't help but freeze.

The woman before him was undoubtedly beautiful, with a slender figure and wearing professional attire. She had an extraordinary temperament, combined with feminine charm and a touch of masculine charisma.

However, instead of feeling happy about encountering such a beauty, Fang Ye felt a slight heaviness in his heart.

Nevertheless, Fang Ye maintained a calm demeanor, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he casually asked, "What's your name? Why haven't I seen you before?"

"Boss, my name is Natasha. I'm Jennifer's assistant. I just started working today, and she asked me to bring some agreements for you to sign."

When Natasha heard Fang Ye asking for her name, she smiled and answered.

Hearing the name Natasha, Fang Ye was certain of her identity, but he kept his expression unchanged and continued, "Natasha? It's a nice name. Leave the documents here, and you can go. I'll call you if there's anything."

"Okay!"

After Natasha put down the documents, she left the room, closing the door behind her.

After Natasha left, the smile on Fang Ye's face gradually disappeared, and a glint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Natasha Romanoff, also known as Black Widow, was one of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s top agents. Trained by former Soviet agents since childhood, she later betrayed the Soviet organization and joined S.H.I.E.L.D.

Due to genetic enhancements, her aging process was significantly slowed down, and her immune system and combat capabilities were greatly improved. Combined with her years of training, she was a force to be reckoned with.

In the original plot, Natasha was assigned to Stark Industries because Tony Stark had already invented the Iron Man armor, and S.H.I.E.L.D. wanted to get their hands on it.

However, Fang Ye had not expected that, because of his appearance, Natasha was assigned to his side.

"It seems that S.H.I.E.L.D. is ready to take action against me..."

Fang Ye couldn't help but sigh. He hadn't expected to attract S.H.I.E.L.D.'s attention so quickly. What worried him even more was that he didn't know how many other forces were secretly preparing to make their move.

However, Fang Ye was unaware that ever since he appeared in New York two years ago, he had drawn S.H.I.E.L.D.'s attention. His recent activities, acquiring the Hulk serum and the human enhancement potion, and reaching an agreement with William Stryker for secret live experiments on criminals, only intensified their focus on him.

Naturally, Fang Ye couldn't keep all of this hidden from S.H.I.E.L.D. In fact, S.H.I.E.L.D. was not the only force keeping tabs on him; there were many others.

"It seems I need to speed up the plan!"

Fang Ye had anticipated this situation, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon.

Fang Ye was not afraid of spies or agents sneaking into Yueyi Tower; he was more concerned about individuals like Natasha, who approached openly but didn't expose themselves to avoid alerting others.

Actually, Natasha was also feeling perplexed at the moment.

Fang Ye's behavior towards her was entirely different from the information she had obtained. Although he appeared courteous on the surface, Natasha felt a certain distance between them.

"Could my cover be blown?"

Natasha shook her head, denying her own thoughts. She and Fang Ye had never met before, and her identity was highly secretive. Even within S.H.I.E.L.D., not many people knew about her, so it was impossible for Fang Ye to know her background.

Deep in thought, Natasha pressed a button on her gold wristwatch.

"Agent Phil Coulson, this is Natasha!"

"Natasha, what's the situation?"

"I've already met him, but he doesn't seem interested in me?"

"Natasha, you have to have confidence in yourself. Perhaps he's just... um, using a tactic called 'yùqíngùzhòng' in their Chinese culture!"

"'Yùqíngùzhòng'? Maybe..."

Though she had never doubted her looks and figure, Natasha couldn't understand why Fang Ye was not attracted to her.

The only explanation might be what Agent Phil Coulson said; perhaps Fang Ye was just using the tactic of "yùqíngùzhòng" to deliberately draw her in.

"Natasha, continue to get closer to him. We must keep the Hulk serum and the human enhancement potion in our hands. If possible, try to bring Fang Ye into S.H.I.E.L.D. You know, our funding is a bit tight lately..."

"I'll do my best!"

After ending the call, Natasha's cold and indifferent expression disappeared, and a charming smile reappeared at the corner of her mouth.

Though Fang Ye's indifference surprised her, she knew that she had the looks to captivate anyone. Unfortunately, she was a rose with thorns.

The Hulk serum and the human enhancement potion were of vital importance to S.H.I.E.L.D., and their methods were relatively gentle due to the forces behind Fang Ye.

However, the main reason S.H.I.E.L.D. wanted to recruit Fang Ye was that they couldn't ignore the astonishing speed at which he accumulated wealth. Building a financial empire in just two years, Fang Ye had earned the title of "Financial King" in the financial world.

In the financial sector, Fang Ye's appeal was unquestionable.

Not long after Natasha left, Deadpool suddenly appeared in the office.

Fang Ye was used to Deadpool's sudden appearances and disappearances, but precisely because of this, Fang Ye was more eager for the spatial movement device.

"Wade, how about we make a deal?"

Without waiting for Deadpool to speak, Fang Ye smiled and proposed.

"What kind of deal?"

The word "deal" had an unparalleled appeal to Deadpool. For him, a deal meant money, and money was undoubtedly his favorite.

"How about selling your belt to me?"

"How much?"

Deadpool hesitated, knowing that his belt was of great importance to him. Still, he couldn't resist asking about the price.

Seeing Deadpool tempted, Fang Ye couldn't help but be excited and casually waved his hand, saying, "Name your price!"

"One hundred billion dollars, and I'll sell you the belt."

The belt was indeed essential to Deadpool, but in his mind, everything in the world had a price, and the price of his belt was one hundred billion dollars.

The smile on Fang Ye's face froze, and the corner of his mouth twitched. One hundred billion dollars for a worn-out belt? If he invested one hundred billion in the research lab, he believed that Dr. William Stryker would undoubtedly be able to develop the spatial movement device.

Of course, to replicate the spatial movement device, they needed the core metal material for the matrix operation.

"What do you want with me? Do you have any results from the interrogation?"

"Boss, we are here to discuss the deal..."

"Let's talk about the deal later. I'm more interested in the results of the interrogation. If you can't handle it, your bonus will be deducted!"

Fang Ye ruthlessly interrupted Deadpool, giving him a warning about the bonus deduction.

Although Deadpool slandered in his heart, he was genuinely afraid of Fang Ye deducting his bonus. So, for now, he didn't mention the deal and told Fang Ye that they had results from the interrogation.

"There are eighteen suspicious individuals. One of them escaped, but among the remaining seventeen, six are spies from other forces, and two of them are mutants..."

As Deadpool reported, Fang Ye's brows furrowed.

Business spies were one thing, but mutants were a whole different level of concern. Moreover, one of the escaped individuals had the ability to teleport using space.

"Tell the two mutants to come here. I have some questions for them!"

"Alright!"

Deadpool replied and then disappeared from the room.