Adamantium Alloy

Daisy closed her eyes and sensed the mysteries within the amulet. Perhaps in the East, they might say that a true tiger's spirit was sealed within, but she felt it was more like the spiritual essence of the tiger's former self, copied into the amulet using a unique frequency.

Unfortunately, the amulet was an inanimate object, devoid of its own thoughts, only capable of simulating a fragment of the tiger's copied essence.

Wearing the amulet, her strengthened power was roughly on par with her current level.

Speed could hardly be said to have improved; tigers weren't known for their speed.

Endurance was the same; she felt no added resilience. Daisy estimated her own endurance was even greater than a tiger's.

Unlike those street heroes, she didn't require attribute enhancements. Instead, she found herself interested in the various methods of force exertion, running techniques, and muscle application provided by the amulet. With the amulet on, these skills felt as if she had mastered them all along.

Short bursts of acceleration, changes in direction, obstacle traversal – she could even run along walls for a distance, defying gravity.

The only ability the amulet granted her was intuition, a beast's intuition.

Daisy's predictive abilities for danger had greatly increased. She estimated it might be even better than Spider-Man's spider-sense and slightly below Wolverine's animal sense.

The only other significant benefit was enhanced reaction time. A tiger's reflexes were slightly faster than hers. This could prove helpful for dodging bullets, sensing vibrations around her, or remote teleportation.

After much contemplation, she couldn't find any more effects. Ultimately, her abilities had already surpassed those of street heroes, and her potential was even greater than that of the White Tiger amulet.

She remembered the amulet had more functions, but unfortunately, their compatibility was quite low. Whether it was consciousness or thought, invoking them felt awkward. She also wasn't prepared to open her mind and allow the great tiger to take residence. So, her research came to an end.

Daisy turned the tiger head and claws into a bracelet, wearing it on her left wrist, disguised as an accessory. Who knows when it might come in handy.

Overall, the amulet was decent. If she didn't use it, she could always give it away. Daisy thought that Hill might be a good candidate. Her light blue eyes resembled those of a tiger, always staring intently, which made Daisy a bit nervous.

Stealing someone's opportunity didn't make her feel guilty. On the contrary, she believed she had saved the fate of Hector and his family. Not just him, but his niece and sister could survive as well. Daisy felt she had done a good deed, allowing their family to happily return to Puerto Rico and escape the dangers of the United States.

As the movie was released, time moved forward to June 2007, and politicians began to stir, preparing for the upcoming year's elections.

Jurassic Park's movie was making a global impact, causing some discontent among industry professionals. However, in the collective expressions of film company bosses that seemed to say "let's not delve too deep into this," the criticism was silenced.

For the common people, it was a source of joy. Everyone happily entered the theaters, leaving with excitement, thus making the movie a success.

The theaters didn't dare withhold money from S.H.I.E.L.D., and the profits from the first week's box office, according to the revenue-sharing agreement, were deposited directly into S.H.I.E.L.D.'s account.

Seeing an additional fifty million dollars on her own balance sheet, Daisy realised that her casual investment half a year ago had been surprisingly returned.

S.H.I.E.L.D. was skilled at spending money, driving several members of the Security Council mad with their enormous expenses. But making money was truly a first. Nick Fury thought for a moment and had someone summon Daisy; he was ready to have a proper conversation with her.

Daisy was quite curious about this office that was air-conditioned year-round. It was her first time entering, and she couldn't help but take a look around.

Nick Fury was still wearing his long coat, along with the black eyepatch. His shiny bald head seemed to hold countless secrets within.

"Your organisational skills are impressive, and your personnel arrangements are quite reasonable. But I didn't expect you to also have good judgment," the boss spoke first.

Daisy had talked with Hill, and it seemed Nick Fury wasn't too fond of her movies. Daisy had always thought he disliked films.

Being praised by the big boss, she smiled and accepted it gracefully. Only fools would think they couldn't learn from foreigners; basic humility was still necessary.

She explained her intentions thoroughly, hoping her superiors would follow her plan. Showing a lack of intelligence was not her intention.

Daisy didn't discuss the impact her movies had on S.H.I.E.L.D., only stating that she had done very little and credited Phil Coulson for the accomplishments. Passing the credit to the leader's confidant would make them feel respected.

Nick Fury remained silent, his one eye staring into the distance, his thoughts unknown.

Just as Daisy was beginning to think he had oiled his head with olive oil, the big boss finally spoke.

"You don't need Sharon to inquire about the Adamantium alloy; I've contacted a seller for you."

Daisy felt it was normal for him to know, cautiously asking, "How much?" Even though she had managed to scrape some money from the film crew, she was still afraid she couldn't afford such an advanced alloy.

The big boss wore a mysterious expression, "You don't have to pay; S.H.I.E.L.D. will cover the cost."

Daisy knew it was trouble as soon as she heard it. This was definitely not a simple matter. She rolled her eyes, "Let me guess, another rescue mission, right? Forget it, I'll keep looking in the market."

"You won't find it on the international market. The few that exist are in the top laboratories of various countries. Even with your abilities, stealing it would require some effort," Nick Fury said calmly, discussing stealing as casually as if talking about shopping, with no sense of legality whatsoever.

Daisy estimated the difficulty of using her string to steal the alloy and shook her head slightly, "Doesn't S.H.I.E.L.D. have a stockpile?"

"S.H.I.E.L.D. does, but you'll need to complete a mission in return."

The situation had come full circle.

Daisy finally understood Nick Fury's intention. She was prepared to hear about the mission. "What mission? Am I the only one going to execute it?"

"Hill and the others have their own tasks. Your combat abilities are impressive, but most importantly... you're good at escaping," Nick Fury's one eye locked onto her.

"Agents aren't just warriors; they don't need to take on hundreds by themselves. In my time, there are countless elites stronger than me, but where are they now? Being able to escape danger when needed is the mark of an excellent agent. From this perspective, you're even stronger than Hill and Sharon."

Daisy looked at Nick Fury with a sidelong glance as he spouted his twisted reasoning. Her tendency to value her own life was spun by him into being quick-witted and decisive. Despite that, she found his words quite refreshing; his flattery was indeed quite artful.

She couldn't quite figure out why he was comparing her with Hill and Sharon, but Daisy nodded in acceptance of the compliment.

"Do you know about Professor X of the X-Men?"

Professor X was a mutant leader, and S.H.I.E.L.D. had detailed information on him. Daisy nodded, indicating her knowledge.

"Wolverine is on his way to Japan. A precognitive mutant informed Professor X of the danger. He asked for our assistance at a critical moment, hoping we could help Wolverine. Additionally, the Adamantium alloy you need is also in Japan. I've contacted the head of the Yashida Clan, Yashida Shingen; he will provide you with the Adamantium alloy. That's the mission," Nick Fury recounted.