"Because I know that although you blew up half a street, under those circumstances, you chose to intervene in the battle between Hulk and Abomination."
Fury's expression suddenly turned solemn, and he began his S.H.I.E.L.D.-style preaching, his tone becoming impassioned:
"You actually have a sense of justice, don't you? You couldn't stand to see that monster named Abomination running amok, and you wanted to protect those innocent residents. Although your methods were a bit radical, your essence isn't bad."
"S.H.I.E.L.D. exists to protect the World; we share a common goal..."
Reze stared blankly at Fury.
In the apartment, Su Modie was also dumbfounded by what she heard.
"Wow, I didn't even know I was so noble myself."
You really have to hand it to him; Fury's routine is actually quite effective.
Whether it's for Natasha, Hulk, or Iron Man.
He can accurately find the glimmer of humanity within these people's many flaws and then utilize or even amplify it. That's how he eventually got a group of extraordinary people, who were prone to infighting but occasionally exceptionally united, to form the Avengers.
If Su Modie hadn't read the script, she might have actually been fooled by this routine.
Looking at Fury's "I understand you" expression, Reze finally couldn't hold it back anymore.
"Pfft—cough cough cough!"
Reze nearly choked on her own saliva.
She looked at Fury as if he were an idiot and bluntly interrupted his touching speech:
"Director, I think you've misunderstood something."
The corners of Reze's mouth curled into a cruel yet innocent arc. "The reason I went to fight that battle was purely because..."
"For fun."
"..."
Fury's impassioned voice came to an abrupt halt.
His mouth hung open like a black duck being strangled by the neck; he couldn't catch his breath and nearly suffocated himself.
For fun?
Just for fun, you went to solo two Gamma monsters? And casually blew up half of Harlem?
"I'm not joining you."
Fury's expression immediately looked as if he had swallowed a fly, but Reze's tone shifted as she gave a playful smile, a glint of cunning flashing in her eyes: "But perhaps we can discuss cooperation."
Fury's eyes lit up.
"However, since it's a cooperation, regarding the compensation... Director Fury wouldn't be stingy, would he?"
Fury's face darkened... Looking at the money-grubbing devil before him, he suddenly felt he couldn't see through her.
It was normal not to see through her; after all... Reze was only responsible for being the "devil," while someone else was responsible for being the "money-grubber."
"I also have three small requests on my end—"
Reze held up three fingers, the corners of her mouth curling into a playful arc as she deliberately emphasized her tone:
"Just like the three questions you asked earlier. It's only fair, right?"
The corner of Fury's eye twitched.
He had indeed used the guise of "three questions" to fish for information earlier; he didn't expect the other party to throw it back in his face so quickly.
"First, the matter of treatment."
Reze folded down her first finger, starting to list things off like a calculating urban white-collar worker.
"Even though I'm a devil, I want a full insurance package, paid in full at the highest standard. Besides that, there must be a basic monthly salary of no less than fifty thousand dollars deposited into my base pay card."
At this, Reze pointed to herself: "As for making me put in effort to solve supernatural incidents, that's a separate price. There must be extra bonuses and overtime pay."
Fury's expression remained unchanged; money was the least of his problems: "Reasonable. S.H.I.E.L.D. has World-class benefits and salary systems. As long as the job is done well, bonuses have no upper limit."
Natasha's forehead throbbed as she listened nearby.
S.H.I.E.L.D. has World-class benefits and salary systems?
As long as the job is done well, bonuses have no upper limit?
Really?
How come I didn't know?
Am I a fake S.H.I.E.L.D. employee?
However, as a professional employee, Natasha didn't expose him on the spot.
"That's more like it."
Reze nodded with satisfaction and folded down her second finger. "Second, cancel all surveillance around my home. I don't like having to worry about telephoto lenses outside my window when I'm showering, nor do I like being followed by a group of Agents when I go out to buy groceries."
"No problem," Fury agreed almost without hesitation. "To show my sincerity, I will withdraw all field Agents immediately."
Su Modie gave a cold laugh from her bed.
Like I'd believe you, you old geezer is as wicked as they come.
Su Modie didn't believe for a second that this 'Braised Egg' could be as good as his word, but she hadn't expected S.H.I.E.L.D. to completely let go anyway. As long as those eyesore flies were moved away and didn't disturb her daily life, it would be fine.
Everyone understood this bit of unspoken rules.
"Third, and most importantly."
Reze shook her last remaining finger: "I need legal citizenship."
"I need a clean identity, and..."
She leaned forward, staring intently at Fury's single eye, revealing her true intent.
"Considering I might have many friends coming to visit, I want S.H.I.E.L.D. to grant me an authority—the ability to register legal citizenship for designated personnel at any time, bypassing all tedious screening processes."
This was Su Modie's true goal.
There would only be more and more avatars; she couldn't have a house full of illegal residents in the future, could she?
If she could get this authority, no matter who she summoned in the future, they could be directly legitimized and become 'root-and-branch' Marvel natives.
However, this time, Fury did not agree immediately.
The one-eyed Director's face darkened.
Getting Reze an identity was simple, just a few taps on a keyboard. But "giving others legal identities at any time"?
The nature of the request had changed.
"I can fulfill the first two conditions immediately, and the first half of this third one is also no problem."
Fury leaned back against the chair: "Your identity, I can have someone process it for you tonight. However, the authority to register identities for others at any time, I cannot give."
Hearing the refusal, Reze didn't seem surprised; she just shrugged.
Su Modie, hiding behind the scenes, naturally knew that Fury wouldn't agree to such an outrageous request.
It was just a matter of asking for the moon and settling for the earth.
Being able to legitimize Reze's identity was already the biggest victory. As for future avatars... she'd just find a reason to blackmail... ah, no, negotiate then.
One shouldn't be too greedy; one must know when to stop while ahead.
"Tch, stingy." Reze curled her lip and withdrew her finger. "Fine, let's leave it at that for now. We can talk about the rest later."
Fury was silent for a few seconds before finally revealing that calculating smile again.
As long as there are desires, it's easy to control.
What he feared most were the kind of lunatics who had no desires or needs.
"Deal. I'll have Natasha send you the details of the cooperation later."
Fury put his gun back into his coat.
"S.H.I.E.L.D. needs your strength. As for the price, as long as it's within a reasonable range, S.H.I.E.L.D. can afford the bill and will never shortchange you. But you must also take note: since this is a cooperation, you must restrain yourself. You cannot kill or destroy at will."
Reze naturally didn't refuse. She had never killed or destroyed at will... it was always purposeful killing and destruction, not random at all.
With the cooperation established, both Natasha and Fury couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief.
At least this time bomb was relatively easy to talk to.
Reze was also quite satisfied; getting paid without having to do anything.
The most important point was that this was just an ordinary human contract, not a devil's contract. The various rules and regulations looked troublesome, but for a devil like her, whether to follow them or not was entirely up to her mood.
In the event that S.H.I.E.L.D. sent her to do some thankless, dirty, or tiring work.
Then Reze would simply— "Not a mission I like, I refuse!"
She'd just bail; who cares about a contract..
Suddenly, as if remembering something, Fury continued to ask, though clearly not as concerned as before, just a casual inquiry: "In addition, that Asian girl living in your apartment, Su Modie."
At the mention of this name, Natasha, who was beside him, also sat up straight.
Fury stared intently at Reze's reaction, asking tentatively: "Who is she? Is she also someone you know?"
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