Chapter 46

A/N: The link to the source of the fic is in the description bro.

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"Over the past few years, our investigative efforts have only led us to believe that their base is likely somewhere near a few Eastern European countries," Coulson said with a note of frustration. "Their ability to stay hidden is beyond anything I imagined."

It wasn't just empty words. Coulson knew SHIELD had immense reach, with networks spanning the globe and connections even in the East. Typically, when they set their sights on a person or organization, it didn't take long to uncover the truth. But this mysterious group had left them with nothing—no leads, no trace. At times, Coulson had wondered if his investigation was on the wrong track, or worse, if these people didn't even live on this planet—perhaps they were hiding at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean.

"Now, at least we have a clue," Coulson continued. "Natasha might be connected to them. We need to keep monitoring her closely; she could be our way in."

Fury nodded. "Yes, keep an eye on her. Through her, we may be able to understand these people better."

As the global supervisor of supernatural events, Fury's job was to maintain stability, ensuring that the world's balance wasn't disrupted by hidden forces or exposed to the public. His mission was clear: control the chaos from behind the scenes.

An organization capable of breaking into the Stryker base in under ten minutes was naturally under Fury's watchful eye. If this group harbored any ambitions, Fury was prepared to eliminate them at any cost.

"Yes, sir," Coulson responded before turning to leave.

Nick Fury resumed his work, processing documents, unaware that this private conversation was being watched by someone else.

Leon had heard everything. "As expected, SHIELD has caught on," he thought.

Leon knew that the world wasn't short on sharp minds—especially within SHIELD, where agents were like bloodhounds, quick to sniff out even the smallest clues. Despite Leon's best efforts to remain under the radar, any action left some trace. It was inevitable that SHIELD would start to piece things together.

However, what Fury and Coulson hadn't realized was that their entire investigation was heading in the wrong direction. They believed they were pursuing a powerful, secretive organization, but in truth, it was just a group of kids—none of them older than twenty.

The main reason SHIELD's attempts to track them had been so fruitless was because everything had been done with such precision and speed. SHIELD couldn't fathom that such flawless execution could come from a group of teenagers. This misconception stemmed from a fixed mindset.

Leon, aided by technology of the Angel Civilization, was like a modern-day internet God. With the power of advanced technology, he could erase any trace of a person in seconds. Even Tony Stark's cutting-edge AI, Jarvis, had nothing on Leon's tech.

The gap between SHIELD's capabilities and Leon's technology was evident, leaving SHIELD chasing shadows.

Since SHIELD had no intention of provoking him, Leon decided not to pay them any more attention. He had already instructed Keisha to make their presence disappear entirely, ensuring that if SHIELD wanted to track them, they would have nowhere to start.

Putting SHIELD aside, Leon turned his focus back to the sign-in system. After two years of waiting, he had obtained Sky Blade No. 7, a generous reward. Now, he was curious about how the sign-in rewards would evolve over time—whether they would become even better after three months, six months, or one year. By observing the pattern, he could figure out how long it would take to maximize and optimize the system's benefits.

But before diving too deep into that, there were other tasks he could take care of.

"Keisha, search for the super soldier serum formula."

"Searching... Search successful. One hundred and thirty-eight super soldier serum experimental formulas and related data detected across various locations."

"No need for details. How long would it take to develop a side-effect-free super soldier serum based on human genetics?"

"Please clarify the desired level of enhancement. If you aim for a divine body level, you currently lack a sufficient gene pool," Keisha responded.

"As far as human limits can go," Leon replied.

"Using the computing power of Sky Blade No. 7, the estimated development time for a fully optimized serum is one day, Captain Leon," Keisha responded efficiently.

"Let's get started," Leon instructed.

"Understood."

Keisha's response made Leon smirk slightly. The thought of Nick Fury came to mind—how easy it was for him to optimize and develop the super soldier serum using a celestial computer as advanced as Sky Blade No. 7. Its computing power, far beyond anything on Earth, made the process more efficient and accurate, a proof of the gap between human technology and the advanced angel civilization.

With the super soldier serum in hand, Leon knew he could easily transform Sergei and the others into super soldiers. But then, an idea sparked—why stop there? The marvel universe was filled with powerful races and civilizations, each with unique genetics: angels of the Tenth Realm, Hell Lords, dark creatures, vampires, werewolves, and even the Asgardian gods.

"These could all serve as gene pools," he thought, his mind racing.

Even the genes of the Eternals, like Thanos, could be recorded and integrated into Sky Blade No. 7's gene pool. And if the Sovereign could create Adam Warlock, Leon could record and fill in that genetic data as well.

The possibilities were endless.

Even if future sign-in rewards weren't as generous, Sky Blade No. 7 would serve as another trump card. If Leon wanted to build his own nation, he couldn't afford to overlook these advantages. The genes of gods and powerful creatures would be the foundation of his strength.

The more Leon thought about it, the more excited he became. Suddenly, he stood up from his chair, his mind racing with new ideas.

"It seems my future plans need to change again," he muttered to himself.

A golden light flashed in his eyes. He was determined now—he would create his own nation and power, and Earth would be the first step in his grand vision.