Marvel's Great Old Ones

S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Trident Building, in the top-floor office.

"This time...that's all we talked about," Colson sat up straight on the sofa and said, "This time I went there, I felt that Brooklyn has changed a lot, but we really have to intervene in the fight against Jishi Hall. Is Brooklyn under control?”

"About the person named Li Xiu, he is the first extraordinary existence that we have discovered and established contact with now."

Nick Fury said in a low tone: "We have no experience in contacting these individuals who have mastered great power. We must be cautious about safety management and cannot allow him to expand like this. Individuals can never override Collectively, otherwise this will lead to a huge disaster.”

"Furthermore, what does it mean for us to intervene in the management of Jishitang? This is New York, this is the United States, not those African armed forces that can be divided by just bringing in some people and some weapons. We are here to protect the safety and interests of more people."

"But Brooklyn is obviously getting better, and those people have happy smiles on their faces. Will our intervention really not disrupt the balance of Brooklyn?"

Coulson was a little hesitant. He never doubted Nick Fury's wise leadership, but he always had some more compassionate thoughts towards those civilians.

He couldn't understand why the civilians in Brooklyn had finally lived a better life, but now Nick Fury wanted them to forcefully intervene in management and destroy the fragile balance between the underworld and the officialdom there.

"Why? Colson, I thought you should understand. You have been dealing with various internal affairs for many years. Haven't you figured it out yet?"

Nick Fury looked disappointed, as if to say that Coulson had failed him.

"What's the reason?" Colson was stunned for a moment. What should I have thought clearly? What should I have thought clearly?

"As I said just now, this is America, New York is an American city, and Brooklyn belongs to New York."

Nick said seriously: "Brooklyn can be corrupt and degenerate, but it can never become degenerate itself. In that case, it will be a benchmark for imitation, and those gangsters will have reason to truly intervene in politics as a manager. Under management.”

If Brooklyn really gets real development at the hands of a gangster, it would definitely be the greatest insult to public officials in New York and the United States.

Why can a good urban area under the management of a government be inferior to a small gangster force? Will the security and development of the neighborhood be left to those gangsters in the future?

If Jishitang is really allowed to take over the original duties of the Brooklyn officials, will the gangs in other places also follow Jishitang and formally take over the security of the area? I am afraid that the crime rate will increase rapidly by then.

"If those people start advocating gang rule by then, what does the government mean? Do you have more confidence in the management capabilities of some thugs and drug dealers than in those real management talents?"

"Uh, is this really going to happen?" Colson didn't know what to say for a while.

"It's more serious than this. For example, Hitler didn't say anything about the demon during World War II, the target of our Strategic Science Corps, the predecessor of SHIELD, the Red Skull John Schmidt. Isn't he just a cruel and dark dictator? Who?"

Nick Fury's only remaining eye looked at Coulson, and his tone became more serious and serious: "You should know that behind Jishi Hall is the Church of Fools and Li Xiu. If Brooklyn falls into Li Xiu's hands, When the time comes, the people there will become his protection and our time bomb."

"Colson, as a leader who makes decisions, sir, you must be as prepared as possible for those things that make you undecided. You must take into account the overall situation and long-term interests. You must You can't have any luck or mercy, because you have to be responsible for more people."

"You go out first. Remember to pay attention to Li Xiu's situation at all times, notice his current activities, and remember to contact him often."

"Then how do you respond to Li Xiu's question about SHIELD's employment?" Coulson was stunned: "Do I need to reject him?"

"Hire..." Nick put his hands on the table and thought for a while. What idea did that guy named Li Xiu have? It couldn't possibly be for the money.

"I understand. You can answer him later and say that we have agreed to hire him as an external consultant for our S.H.I.E.L.D. to be responsible for solving some complex matters."

Anyway, it's all money allocated from the World Security Council. Then I can save some of the money I misappropriated to build the safe house to cover the hiring expenses.

Colson got up and went out, not forgetting to close the door before leaving. Nick Fury was the only one left in the huge office who didn't know what he was thinking.

This king of agents, a super agent that even Hydra leader Alexander Pierce was full of praise for, single-handedly developed SHIELD into a powerful force dedicated to protecting the peace of the earth.

There are too many secrets in his head that cannot be told. In order to prevent the information in his brain from being extracted, he even installed an ultra-miniature induction acid bomb in his brain.

He is like a fox, thinking about some problems all day long, and what is hidden under that eye patch is the dirtiest shadow in the world.

"Ah, Church of Fools, Cthulhu Myth, gods, what exactly do you want to do?" Nick Fury tapped his fingers lightly on the table, thinking about the relationship between Li Xiu's abilities and the Cthulhu Myth.

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"I want to eat steak," Li Xiu leaned on the chair like a salted fish. Next to him was Li Mo, who was dressed like a housewife.

"All the beef has been eaten, we can't cook it now." Li Mo recalled the refrigerator that was cleaner than Li Xiu's trouser pocket.

"Impossible!" Li Xiu stood up and said, "Didn't I remember that I already bought fifty kilograms of beef?"

He got up and checked to see if the beef was still there. In his arms, Cthulhu shrank down hard, because he probably had eaten the beef, and there would be at most a little bit of rotten meat left in the refrigerator. .

"Ahhh! Cthulhu, give me back my steak!" Li Xiu shook Cthulhu vigorously, successfully turning its beady eyes into mosquito-repellent incense eyes.

"Forget it, let's order a takeaway from a Western restaurant. If we don't have the raw materials, just eat the ready-made ones first."

In the end, Li Xiu got his wish and ate the steak. Although it didn't have that much energy, it was delicious.

After finishing the meal and washing the dishes, Li Mo would put on the bishop's robe and stand under the stone sculpture of Azathoth to watch the believers praying.

The Old Ones were, the Old Ones are now, and the Old Ones will always be.

Not in the space we know, but between spaces.

They passed by peacefully, they passed by the original source, they are outside the space, and we cannot see their traces... Through their scent, the world can occasionally know that they are close, but no one can know them. Appearances, but the world can see their faces from their human descendants; those descendants also have various appearances, some of the most realistic fantasies of the world, and some formless and insubstantial bodies like them...The world rules They have ruled the world; they will rule the world that men rule.

After spring and summer comes autumn and winter, and after autumn and winter comes spring and summer. They wait patiently, for eventually they will dominate this place again. "

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[Author's digression]: I'm not in a good state today. I only have one update. I'll see if I can make up for it tomorrow. I'm sorry...