Chapter: 97

"Preliminary Avengers Report"--

In a factory located in the outskirts, Tony sat alone in front of a desk, idling away, and picked up the report that was lying on the table.

"Snooping isn't a good habit, Tony." Nick Fury, who entered at some point, reached out and held Tony's restless hand.

"And I didn't want you to see it. I'm not sure if it's related to you," he said, picking up another report from the table. "But this one is Agent Romanoff's assessment of you. You should take a good look."

"Uh... Personality analysis." Tony skimmed through the document, reading aloud from the first page, "[Tony Stark is a narcissist] - I agree with this point. [Although his own achievements have been surpassed by his own child, but have been refusing to admit it, arrogant and can't afford to lose] - Hey, I'm just making full use of the resources around me. Mark's talent is inherited from me."

"Don't rush, keep reading," Fury raised an eyebrow, gesturing to him to continue.

"[Comprehensive evaluation, as long as Mark Stark is on the side, you can accept Tony Stark as a member of the Avengers.] There's no reason for this. How can you put Mark's position above mine?"

"The fact is, we've already had two successful dealings with Mark. Although it came at a cost, it has proven to be more beneficial for S.H.I.E.L.D. Just like this wig on my head, it's a gift personally customized by Mark. Who else knows that it's actually my second pair of eyes?"

"So, until Mark comes of age and decides to join the Avengers, you can only serve as an advisor to S.H.I.E.L.D."

Tony shook his head, stood up from his chair, and said, "Sorry, but you can't afford me." He couldn't believe he was ranked behind Mark! Tony was about to explode with anger.

However, there was someone else in his heart whom he wanted to retaliate against even more. Thinking of this person, Tony decided to make a small concession this time. "But I'm willing to use my consulting fee to ask you for a favor—a formal commendation for me and Rhodey's performance in this incident. We need a presenter, and I hope it can be Senator Stern."

"Deal."

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"Dad became an advisor in your agency!?" On the highway, Mark, sitting in the sports car, was a bit surprised to hear this news. "What were you thinking? Isn't it great to have a genius like me? Why did you choose an arrogant, self-absorbed, and especially foul-tempered narcissist?"

"Are you sure it's good to say that about your father? And, Tony's father, Mr. Howard Stark, was also a founder of our S.H.I.E.L.D. It's only natural for Tony to join S.H.I.E.L.D. as an advisor. It benefits both sides."

"S.H.I.E.L.D. can help Tony deal with official matters, and if there are any troublemakers like Senator Stern in the future, we can help Tony deal with them.

And Tony's own connections, wealth, and intelligence can also provide convenience and assistance to S.H.I.E.L.D. It's a win-win choice."

"After hearing you say that, it does make some sense. After all, it's good to enjoy the shade under a big tree. But if a snake's nest appears on that tree, it can be dangerous."

"What are you talking about?" Coulson was a bit puzzled.

"Never mind, just consider it nonsense. It seems like our destination is just ahead." Mark saw a large crater not far away through the windshield, surrounded by many personnel and vehicles, establishing protective measures around it.

Normally, it would be called a meteor crater, but if the pit contains Thor, the God of Thunder's Mjolnir hammer that has fallen from Asgard, perhaps calling it a divine crater is more appropriate.

"That's right, our destination for this trip is just ahead." Coulson said as he removed the S.H.I.E.L.D. badge from his collar and began to contact the director.

This badge was modeled after the badge of the Detective Boys from Detective Conan Anime, the batch of communication badges that Mark supplied to S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Director, we found it."

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"Mark, let me introduce you. This is Clint Barton, the superhuman marksman of S.H.I.E.L.D., a Level 7 agent. He will be the overall person in charge of security here for the next few days."

Mark looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar character in front of him with excitement and extended his hand. "Hello, I'm Mark Stark."

Barton didn't refuse and shook Mark's hand, saying, "Hello, I'm Clint Barton. Everyone likes to call me Hawkeye, you can call me that too. By the way, the quality of the graphene bowstring provided by your company is great, and I really like it!"

"Thank you. Can you take us to see it? I've been excited about it for a day."

"Of course. It was first discovered by a local pickup driver, and our military satellite captured photos of it falling from outer space. Along with it, there was another mysterious object. We found traces of it several kilometers away from here, but the tire tracks on the ground indicate that someone else has taken it away.

And this thing, from the time of its discovery until now, no person or machinery has been able to lift it, so we are stuck here with it. Behold, it is..."

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