"Director Fury, Dr. Banner's achievements in physics are even slightly higher than mine. It's not the right choice to overlook him and come to me. Dummy, get them some coffee."
Tony Stark also wanted to show off a bit. He had been researching for so long; someone needed to appreciate his results.
"A home version robot developed from the Mark 30 series. It can clean five hundred square meters spotlessly. The ultimate home robot."
As Tony spoke, a humanoid robot brought over a coffee pot and six cups, then smoothly poured a cup of coffee for each of Nick Fury and his team.
"Though it's the home version, the built-in protection features and unarmed combat programs are enough for Dummy to handle five or six armed thugs."
Nick Fury carefully observed the robot before asking, "Since there's a home version, there must be a military version?"
"I have no intention of re-entering the weapons industry, Director Fury. Besides, doesn't the military already have War Machine? And the military version wouldn't use this outdated model anyway; it would be useless against superpowered individuals.
By the way, what did you come to see me about? It's not just about the Tesseract, is it? I told you last time, I've never worked with it, so I don't understand it at all, unless you bring it here for me to study."
Tony Stark found it hard to trust Nick Fury. He was America's top spy chief, overshadowing even the FBI and CIA. Some of SHIELD's agents could probably infiltrate the President's inner circle.
"I can't get the Tesseract. But here is all of SHIELD's data on the Tesseract. I'd like you to take a look. Do you think the Tesseract's energy could produce this effect?"
Nick Fury placed a micro USB drive on the table in front of Stark, then pulled up some images. "Near the former Stark Industries weapons factory. You should remember it. It looks like this now."
Tony Stark made Nick Fury set his laptop on the table before picking it up to examine it closely. This behavior made Nick Fury click his tongue inwardly. Maybe he should gather evidence and sue Tony Stark for racial discrimination.
"Impressive. I suppose you already know about the global loss of consciousness a while back. If this person really did that, you'd better find someone else to ask.
Like that muscular guy. He's probably not from Earth. Using the Tesseract to this extent is indistinguishable from a god."
Thor suddenly spoke up, "I am a god, Son of Odin, Thor, God of Thunder."
Tony Stark nodded, his expression unchanged. "Oh, impressive. So can you do this?"
"..."
Thor took a deep breath and continued drinking his coffee. He had never learned magic in Asgard. But since even Loki had been affected, even if he had studied, it probably wouldn't have helped.
Thor felt that no one in Asgard could do something like this.
"I need to study this. I'll get back to you in a few days. But Director, I think you should also recruit more Avengers. Future enemies won't just be Earth terrorists, arms dealers, thugs, etc. Alien civilizations are the real threat to Earth."
After leaving Stark Industries Tower, Thor asked in confusion, "What are you doing? Why not just go demand the Tesseract back? That belongs to Asgard. It's yours. I must take it back to Asgard."
"Mr. Thor, we need evidence for everything we do. That's our only channel of communication with them."
Natasha said from the side. The other side hadn't yet shown an attitude of breaking the rules, so they could still respond. If they barged in directly, the other side might not even give them the last bit of face.
"Just wait? Find evidence? And then slowly convince them?"
Thor laughed in anger, then raised his hand to summon Mjolnir. He said to Nick Fury and the others, "That's your way. I am Thor, God of Thunder of Asgard. My way is to go directly for the Tesseract once I know its location."
Soon, Mjolnir flew rapidly through the air into Thor's hand. He spun it quickly, then threw it upward. Without letting go, Mjolnir lifted him into the air.
Thor couldn't actually fly; this was his usual method of travel. But with enough practice, he could change direction in mid-air, no different from flying on his own.
"Director?"
Natasha sensed a hint of anger from Nick Fury, but it was just an Asgardian they'd known for a few days. No need to be that upset.
"That hammer just shattered the upper-floor windows of two skyscrapers. And I recall he left the hammer at SHIELD headquarters before he came out..."
Nick Fury sighed deeply, then sent a message to Hill to check.
A minute later, Hill replied immediately. She was just dealing with the damage Mjolnir had caused at headquarters. Although most of the facility was intact, the estimated cost of repairs was around thirty million dollars.
"Let's go back. While we wait for Tony Stark's response, we can do our own intelligence gathering..."
Steve asked, "Aren't we going to stop him?"
"Captain, you can't reason with that kind of person. Son of Odin. Probably only Odin himself could talk him out of it..."
Before Natasha finished, she sensed something rapidly flying past overhead. She had only seen it from the corner of her eye, so she couldn't make it out, but she knew someone must have seen what it was.
"Clint?"
"It looked like your Son of Odin. He was flying in that direction, now he's flying back the opposite way... but his posture looks more like he was kicked back."
Nick Fury rubbed his bald black forehead and said to the others, "Clint, you navigate. We'll go check on Thor. If he's lost, we can at least give him a GPS."
Then the group drove to the outskirts of New York City. Clint could only follow the direction out of the city, then he'd have to use other means to find clues. Hawkeye didn't have the Byakugan; spotting a person flying through the sky was already impressive enough.
An hour later, Nick Fury found Thor unconscious about ten kilometers outside New York City. Mjolnir lay several dozen meters away.
Hawkeye looked at Nick Fury. "Director?"
"...Take him back."
Clint and Steve each took one side and lifted Thor. Though he looked about average height, he was quite heavy, especially while unconscious.
"Director, what about the hammer?"
"Leave it. No one else can take it anyway."
SHIELD had tried many methods and couldn't budge Mjolnir an inch. Even left there, no one could carry it off.
Nick Fury and the others took Thor back to SHIELD, gave him a physical exam, and after finding nothing useful, put him in a room to wake up on his own.
Nick Fury had noted the time. Ignoring flight speed, Thor had gone from Future Biopharmaceutical Company to outside New York City in about forty seconds. Did this guy have any other skills besides flying with his hammer? Maybe he was the God of Bragging.
When Thor woke up, Nick Fury would definitely ask him what happened. How could it be so fast?
"What was that just now?"
Kurenai Yuhi didn't have the Byakugan. She only knew that someone had almost crashed into the building, but Hyuga Mirai had kicked him away with a puppet.
"Who knows. Maybe a lost Asgardian."
Hyuga Mirai said indifferently. Thor, son of Odin, had probably just arrived on Earth and was with SHIELD. Coming to find him was most likely about the Space Stone.
But there was no way he would return the Space Stone to Asgard. Not even if Odin himself came.
The Divine Tree and the Stone were guarded by two of Hyuga Mirai's shadow clones. Unless someone far surpassed him in strength, it was impossible to steal the Stone under his clones' protection.
He rarely used the Byakugan to check on Earth's activities because there were too many people. Now that they were in the information age, he could leave most things to 18. She would only notify him of dangerous matters.
"Where's Yuzuki?"
Hyuga Mirai asked. Normally, the little girl would come looking for him as soon as she woke up. Today it was unusually quiet.
Kurenai Yuhi smiled. "This morning, Yuzuki saw Tsunade watching gambling movies and got interested. She should be in Las Vegas by now..."
Hyuga Mirai felt a wave of dread. That woman Tsunade had failed to corrupt Senju Yoko when she was three, and now she was targeting Yuzuki, who wasn't even one yet?
He immediately stood up, intending to go to Las Vegas and bring Yuzuki back. Hyuga Mirai didn't want his little girl to become a gambling addict.
But as soon as he rose, Kurenai pushed him back down.
"Kurenai, what's wrong?"
No sooner had Hyuga Mirai asked than he saw the distant door open. Seven people walked in.
These were all people Hyuga Mirai knew intimately.
Kurenai Yuhi at thirteen or fourteen, around the time Hyuga Mirai had defected. Also Kurenai Yuhi at sixteen, and Kiyo Hyuga from the same age.
"Captain, looks like we have a new mission today~"
Kurenai, still wearing her ninja uniform, walked up to Hyuga Mirai and gave him a sly smile. At this age, Kurenai was pure and innocent, yet there was an unintentional hint of seductiveness. Combined with her petite, delicate figure, Hyuga Mirai could hardly look away.
Then Kiyo Hyuga stepped forward, using her finger to turn his face toward her. With her usual slightly raised chin and a look that looked down on him from above, she addressed Hyuga Mirai, who was sitting on the sofa.
"If you don't complete today's mission, you're not going anywhere. As a branch family member, you should satisfy the main family's demands..."
She really did resemble Kiyo, though more like Kiyo at age eight. That was when Kiyo was most spoiled. Only later did she gradually change into his shape.
The familiar tone and face made Hyuga Mirai say involuntarily, "The Kiyo from back then wouldn't say that."
Then Kurenai behind him slowly leaned against Hyuga Mirai, her red lips brushing his ear as she breathed, "Does Mirai-kun want them even younger? Such a pervert..."
"With Yuzuki away, Mirai~kun!"
Late at night, Hyuga Mirai's mind was empty. He felt as if his consciousness had sunk into the void of space. He didn't know who he was, nor what he was thinking.
A small, slender arm lay across his neck, probably Kiyo Hyuga's. Of course, it was Kurenai transformed using the Transformation Jutsu. With her chakra, it could probably last a long time, even persisting after she fell asleep.
A young Kurenai was lying on his stomach, her moist lips pressed against him. She had been the most aggressive earlier. Hyuga Mirai felt her drooling, her mouth mumbling something, but it didn't matter.
His left arm was probably held by Kurenai's original body, trapped between snowy white curves. That was just his guess, though he couldn't be certain. At this level of power, Kurenai's Transformation Jutsu was beyond his ability to see through.
The bed was big enough for eight people, no problem. It was just a bit messy now. Fortunately, the room had good ventilation.
"This is an illusion. Probably developed by Kurenai based on the Mind Stone's fundamental power, specifically targeting him."
After thinking for a long time, Hyuga Mirai reached this very reasonable conclusion.
After savoring the embrace for a while longer, Hyuga Mirai slowly recovered from his post-coital clarity. He sat up and carefully arranged the four smaller and two larger figures on the bed. Otherwise, four of the seven were piled on top of him.
Not using Yang Release to recover his body led to this fatigue. After all, ninjas train to endure pain, not pleasure. But as Hyuga Mirai lifted the others, there was a small accident.
He moved a bit too abruptly, waking all the shadow clones. The awakened Kurenai suddenly dispelled the clones. All those memories and sensations flooded back into her original body in an instant, forcing her to relive the experiences of the past dozen or so hours six times over in rapid succession.
The overwhelming pleasure made Kurenai faint again. But Hyuga Mirai stared at Kurenai, still transformed into Kiyo Hyuga, lost in thought. No wonder that one had been the wildest... In the end, he simply picked up the playful Kurenai and placed her on another bed to settle down.
If Kiyo ever found out about this, neither he nor Kurenai would hear the end of it.
"Must keep it secret, must keep it secret."
Then Hyuga Mirai used Yang Release to restore his lower back and slowly walked outside.
His goal was not yet achieved. How could he indulge in pleasure?
(End of Chapter)