Chapter 33 - Black Widow Shocked: This is a Supernatural Artifact!

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It wasn't just a problem with the snap.

The owner of the diary had hinted quite clearly that her own death was peculiar, very unusual.

Why could the snap bring back others, but when it came to her, it couldn't bring him back?

What was so special about her death?

What was Zhou Cheng trying to convey through such vague hints?

Even with Black Widow's intelligence and experience, she couldn't figure out the reason at once.

What she could do now was to distill some of the key points and study them slowly once the diary updates were over.

Scratch, scratch, scratch.

She quickly jotted down phrases like "the snap" and "unusual death."

Black Widow then redirected her attention back to the diary.

However, this time.

After several minutes of waiting left and right.

The diary remained quiet, with no new text appearing.

It seemed that the update had ended there.

Black Widow then curbed her thoughts and began to focus on studying and analyzing the content of the diary.

Unfortunately.

The contents of the diary were too fanciful, too erratic, and fragmented.

Some hints were too obscure, even unintelligible.

Despite expending a great deal of energy and time, Black Widow couldn't come to a definite conclusion.

"Forget it!"

In the end, Black Widow chose to give up.

She was just a field agent.

Though she had some intelligence analysis skills, it was clearly more appropriate to hand it over to an analysis team.

If she could come up with some conclusions, that would be better.

If not, there was no point in perseverating.

What Black Widow should do next was to report this mysterious diary to her superiors for handling instead of doing things she wasn't adept at alone.

So, without much hesitation, Black Widow contacted her direct superior, Coulson.

It's worth mentioning that although Black Widow is a level ten agent in the comics, she was somewhat nerfed in the film universe.

Like Hawkeye Barton, she was a level seven agent.

Whereas the straightforward Coulson was a level eight agent.

Agent Hill, who didn't have a strong presence, was higher at level nine.

Nick Fury, the director of SHIELD, was undoubtedly a level ten agent.

So according to protocol if Black Widow needed to report something, she would need to report to Coulson first.

Not directly to Nick Fury.

Of course, things aren't absolute, rules are dead, but people are alive.

In special or urgent situations, Black Widow could go straight to Nick Fury without any issue.

But in the current case with the diary, it was naturally more appropriate to contact Coulson first.

"Natasha, if I remember correctly, shouldn't you be on vacation right now?"

The phone was quickly answered, and Coulson's familiar voice came through the earpiece.

"I was supposed to be."

Black Widow shrugged slightly, "But unfortunately, it seems someone doesn't want me to have too much free time."

"Sounds like something interesting."

"Rather than 'interesting,' I'd prefer to describe it as 'bizarre.'"

"Alright, you've successfully piqued my interest."

"When are you available, Boss? I need to report to you in person."

"I'm at headquarters, come to my office!"Upon hanging up the phone, Natasha Romanoff wasted no time. She grabbed her notebook and hurriedly set off.

With great speed, she arrived at the imposing Triskelion building.

She knocked on the door of a spacious and luxurious office, coming before Coulson.

"I only have fifteen minutes."

"I think that should be enough. Let's get started."

Coulson glanced at his watch and gestured for Natasha to proceed.

"That'll do."

Natasha didn't bother with pleasantries and took a seat across Coulson.

She carefully took out the notebook and placed it on the desk in front of Coulson.

"This is it."

Natasha said to Coulson.

???

Coulson looked confused. Why was Natasha making this strange gesture?

It looked like she was about to hand something over to him. But there was no actual movement; just a feint?

"Natasha, when did you start playing charades?"

Coulson shrugged at Natasha.

"I understand, this looks like an ordinary..."

Natasha began to explain about the notebook to Coulson.

But just as she was about to say "notebook," she suddenly found herself unable to speak.

As if an invisible hand was gripping her throat!

"Ha-ha-ha~"

Natasha tried to force a sound out, opening her mouth wide as if trying to shout something with all her strength.

But other than gasps for air, she could not produce a single sound.

"Natasha, what's wrong?"

Coulson's expression changed instantly, hurriedly checking on Natasha's condition.

But, unsurprisingly, he couldn't find anything out of the ordinary.

So Coulson immediately picked up the phone, intending to call for assistance.

"I'm fine, I'm fine!"

Natasha's voice came back!

Seeing this, Coulson put the phone down again.

But the confusion and bewilderment on his face only increased.

"What just happened?"

Coulson's gaze fixed on Natasha, his expression slowly becoming more serious.

Natasha tried to explain to Coulson again. And so, the bizarre occurrence repeated.

Leaving Coulson baffled. After several attempts, Natasha finally realized the truth; she couldn't mention the notebook to anyone!

Whenever she tried, a mysterious force would silence her.

It was also obvious that Coulson couldn't see the notebook at all from the moment she took it out.

Natasha understood then that this was no ordinary item.

It wasn't just a piece of high-tech equipment disguised as a notebook.

It was a supernatural object!

"This object before you, Sir, I believe it can be classified as an 084!"

"Although you can't see it, and I can't talk about it."

"Whenever I try to do so, a strange force takes away my voice."

Natasha's expression became exceedingly grave as she reported to Coulson.

"084! Are you sure?"

Coulson's expression turned as grave as Natasha's upon hearing this.

As a high-ranking S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, he knew exactly what that code signified.

It represented the unknowns that even the full resources of S.H.I.E.L.D. couldn't understand.

Including objects, energies, or even persons.

They were often strange or dangerous.