Nick Fury

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Even if no one knew about the official Marvel database; They would also know him, as Nick Fury, the current director of S.H.I.E.L.D. How did this guy find her?

Could it be that she has been too active recently, attracting the attention of S.H.I.E.L.D.? She didn't think so.

Subconsciously, she made a defensive move, and her vibration powers were ready for action.

Fury seemed oblivious to her defensive posture, pointing to a nearby house, "The guy inside has taken eleven lives. Can such a person be trusted?"

Daisy is now a bit unsure where the other party is coming from and also doesn't know if Fury heard their conversation. If he did, then he would know about her superpowers; if not, he naturally wouldn't...

Does he know or not? She wanted to observe Fury's expression, only to find that his face was so dark that it blended into the night, making it impossible for her to tell!

Daisy didn't directly answer the question; she believed Fury had his own judgment and asked, "Who are you? What do you want with me?"

"I'm Nick Fury, from S.H.I.E.L.D. I came to find you because you're a talent that shouldn't be wasted in this place."

Daisy pointed to James's house amusedly, and tentatively asked, "Isn't that similar to the lines I used to convince that guy just now? Can't you come up with something different?"

Nick Fury didn't fall for it, neither asking about what they said before nor denying it. He smoothly changed the subject, "We are a global organization, and we have information about your parents."

Daisy couldn't care less about her parents. She thought so and said, "Not interested."

Fury was not surprised by her refusal. Not to mention 18 or 19-year-old girls; even a man in his thirties like Tony Stark had a disdainful attitude when talking about parents.

Obviously I care in my heart, but on the surface, it's all about defiance and dissatisfaction. Adhering to the path of identifying parents is seen as weak, while despising them is considered manly. It has almost become a social issue for a generation, and Fury felt Daisy was also in such a situation.

"We have some information about your parents. You are talented and should receive more education instead of entering the business world early, which will wipe out your talents."

Fury's words made Daisy think slightly. It seemed like he didn't want her to become an Avenger or an agent but rather wanted her to go to school.

She didn't mind learning more things. Her brain has been enhanced, her learning ability has improved a lot. She has been dizzy and already self-taught a small part of quantum mechanics, and if someone taught her, she would grasp it even faster.

"I know you're rebellious and proud at this age, looking down on academics. But as an old man, I still have to advise you that gaining more knowledge is beneficial." Fury continued persuading."

Daisy scratched her head, "Are you recommending me to go to some university?"

Nick Fury first shook his head, then nodded, "S.H.I.E.L.D. has its own academy where you can learn everything you want to. But the outside world won't recognize it. I don't think you want to go out and apply for jobs?"

Daisy somewhat agreed with this statement. Working a regular job was impossible! The graduation certificate issued by S.H.I.E.L.D. wasn't recognized outside. When Maria Hill in the original space-time faced unemployment and the need for reemployment after S.H.I.E.L.D. disbanded, she could only get by in Stark's human resources department through connections.

Fury, much like how she dealt with James earlier, handed her a magnetic card, "It contains your identity information. If you want, you can enroll within a month. As for the specific address of the academy, you'll need to search for it yourself."

It was an obvious provocation. The other party seemed to believe that young people would fall for it willingly and was waiting for her to take the bait.

However, Daisy still took the magnetic card, and looked at it front and back, with no explanatory text, and no dedicated card reader. Even if lost, there wouldn't be much loss.

"Just for studying? Don't you guys do those spy jobs?" she asked tentatively.

Fury snorted, "We not only train spies. Maintaining world peace involves work in all aspects, and your concerns are unnecessary."

Daisy was somewhat skeptical, but after staring for a long time, with the dark background and Fury's dark face, she couldn't discern any expression. The inner world of the king of agents was as calm as hardened steel, beyond what her half-baked probing could perceive.

After some thought, she awkwardly asked, "About tuition fees...?"

Fury stared at her with his one eye, and after a good while, he understood her meaning. He nodded silently, "Tuition fees will be waived for you."

Daisy was overjoyed. University tuition fees were quite expensive, and an organization like S.H.I.E.L.D. would undoubtedly be even more costly. Despite the extravagant promises made to James, she still had doubts about the sales skills of her people. No matter how good the big data was, it would be in vain if nobody used it.

She is actually very poor.

She has the heart to ask if board and lodging are also included, she was currently afraid of her expenses for meals.

Her body seems like a bottomless pit, absorbing whatever amount of food is put in. After acquiring superpowers for so long, she has never had a moment of being full, which is truly embarrassing for a time traveler.

Seeing her embarrassment, Fury added another incentive, "Meals, accommodation, firearms, and protective gear are all provided for free. The most professional training methods, the most authoritative scientific guidance, and we can even provide you with a car."

Daisy's eyes lit up. She looked at her Ford, which she didn't know how many hands it had passed through. If they provide a car, could she sell her current one?

However, she didn't lose her composure, asking, "For so many benefits, what do you want me to do?"

"Serve S.H.I.E.L.D. when the time comes."

"What specifically? How long do I need to serve?"

"Various tasks—providing intelligence, personnel protection, gathering information, analysis, medical assistance, and so on. Serve until you feel you have repaid what S.H.I.E.L.D. has invested, then you can leave."

The two of them quickly exchanged a few words. This condition is actually quite flexible, with no compulsory tasks and no fixed deadline.

"Medical assistance?" Daisy immediately realized, "Oh, so that's it. Frank told you about him, I think I saved him once."

Fury nodded, "He is my comrade in arms. From a personal point of view, I thank you for saving him."

"Are you good friends?" Daisy asked curiously.

"Comrades and friends, the kind you can entrust your life."

Daisy pounded her fist into her palm, "That's great. There were little expenses for treating him before, and later, I left him some money for daily recovery. Do you see this money...?"

Fury was dumbfounded. He really didn't know how much money Daisy spent on treating Frank. As for the so-called leaving behind 'little' money, as a big boss who handles billions or tens of billions every day, he can think of quite huge numbers...

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