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The same grain of rice can feed all kinds of people, but when different people face humiliation, their reactions can be completely different.
When an ordinary person is enraged, blood may splatter five steps away, and the enemy may die within ten steps.
But some people know how to endure humiliation for the sake of a better future.
Without question, Nick Fury was an extremely tolerant person.
At the very least, Rimuru could not help but admire the "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle" spirit within him.
The more a person knows, the broader their mind becomes and the stronger their ability to think rationally.
The brief but despair-filled experience Fury had just gone through pushed his fear of Rimuru to an extreme level.
Rimuru was a boss whose strength was unfathomable and whose hidden cards seemed endless.
The best option was never to offend her.
If possible, it would be even better to win her support or establish cooperation.
At the absolute minimum, she could never be allowed to become an enemy.
Looking at Rimuru's fresh, youthful, adorable face, Fury felt a headache coming on.
Who would have imagined that such a harmless-looking little girl could completely shut down the director of SHIELD—a man capable of directly calling the offices of world leaders?
The world was becoming harder and harder to understand.
Still, after thinking about it carefully, Fury actually felt somewhat reassured.
Rimuru had always shown goodwill toward SHIELD.
Not long ago, she had even saved Natasha Romanoff from the Hulk.
The reason she had taught him a lesson this time was mainly because his actions had crossed her bottom line.
Slowly, Fury felt as though he was beginning to understand Rimuru's boundaries.
Besides, if one of his own agents had secretly broken into his house and started acting mysterious, Fury himself would probably have shot that person on the spot.
During their conversation, Rimuru was surprised to discover that Fury seemed much friendlier toward her now.
That left her feeling rather confused.
She had just traumatized him, hadn't she?
Had the "braised egg" awakened some strange hidden attribute?
Was he trembling with excitement?
Pervert.
Rimuru subconsciously moved slightly farther away from Fury.
After all, creepy people were the worst.
What Rimuru did not know was that even Fury himself probably failed to realize that hidden deep within the soul of the legendary "one-eyed god among hundreds of agents" was something called Ah Q spirit.
Fury's mentality had evolved.
He had opened his heart.
His tone became increasingly friendly, and his determination to win Rimuru over became more and more obvious.
Recruitment.
Rimuru felt somewhat disdainful about it.
With her current strength, she already stood high above ordinary organizations.
There was no need for her to join anyone.
Besides, the Avengers Initiative Fury was building was honestly a complete mess.
How should she put it?
The team lacked organization, lacked discipline, and lacked a leader capable of truly uniting everyone.
Its members fought independently, and eventually the team collapsed into internal conflict.
They saved Earth from the Chitauri invasion.
They protected the world from Ultron.
And then?
The public and politicians suddenly remembered the massive destruction and civilian casualties caused during the Battle of Sokovia.
As for the innocent people who died, Rimuru could only say:
Sorry.
But as the boss, Fury had failed to protect the Avengers at the critical moment.
He had even allowed the team to fall apart completely.
That was negligence.
If you cannot even protect the people closest to you, why would anyone else want to follow you?
What annoyed Rimuru even more was that when the entire world was condemning the Avengers, Fury did not even attempt to properly guide public opinion.
Instead, he allowed people with ulterior motives to exploit the situation and spread malicious propaganda everywhere.
She genuinely could not understand what Fury had been thinking.
After all, manipulating public attention was literally SHIELD's specialty.
In many ways, being an Avenger was the hardest, most dangerous, and most thankless job in the Marvel universe.
If you succeed, people say it was simply your duty.
But make a single mistake, and the entire world will condemn you.
To put it bluntly:
Aliens invaded Earth…
…and angry civilians decided to blame NASA.
Seeing the faint contempt in Rimuru's eyes, Fury wisely chose not to mention inviting her into the Avengers Initiative.
This made the "braised egg" even harder to cook.
Every single one of these superhumans gave him headaches.
Tony mocked the Avengers Initiative as a "superhero daycare plan."
And Rimuru did not even give him the opportunity to speak.
Only Natasha and Barton were willing to cooperate without much trouble.
Unfortunately, the two of them alone could not support the entire organization.
Left with no other option, Fury finally moved directly to the main topic:
The healing potion.
This was the true purpose behind Nick Fury's meeting with Rimuru.
Natasha had already submitted a detailed report.
At the time, her thigh had been severely injured—deep enough to almost expose the bone.
Yet after Rimuru applied some mysterious liquid, the wound healed completely within seconds without leaving even a scar.
That kind of medicine simply should not exist in the human world.
Agents lived dangerous lives.
Without exaggeration, they practically licked blood off knife edges every day.
If SHIELD could obtain such miraculous healing medicine, countless lives could be saved.
"You mean recovery medicine?"
Rimuru wasted no time and immediately pulled out a small bottle.
The moment Fury saw the sparkling liquid inside, his breathing suddenly became rapid.
He had not expected Rimuru to show him the real thing so directly.
Still, Fury was not naïve.
He understood perfectly well that there was no such thing as a free lunch.
Especially not a priceless medicine capable of snatching souls back from Death itself.
Swallowing hard, Fury lowered his voice and tried to suppress his excitement.
"How much would I need to pay to purchase a batch of this recovery medicine from you?"
Rimuru smiled brightly.
Instead of naming a price immediately, she began explaining the potion's "properties."
"The main ingredient is a mysterious herb called Horsetail Grass. Its growing conditions are extremely harsh."
Rimuru had started lying again.
In reality, this recovery medicine could only grow after the Ice Age ended and the planet's climate gradually warmed.
"It takes ten years to bloom and another ten years to bear fruit."
"The manufacturing process is even more complicated. The advanced version—the one capable of instantly healing injuries—requires thousands of purification procedures alone."
"Even in my original world, advanced recovery medicine is considered a supreme treasure."
The moment Fury saw Rimuru endlessly sharpening her knife before slaughtering the pig, his face darkened.
Did she really think he looked stupid?
Unfortunately, he had no choice.
Rimuru completely controlled the seller's market.
If he refused to buy from her, there was nowhere else on Earth to obtain such medicine.
How infuriating.
Of course, Rimuru kindly chose not to mention that Tony Stark had already begun mass-producing weaker versions of the recovery medicine under the name:
"Comfort of the Goddess of Life."
And those products would soon enter the market.
"I want Adamantium."
After talking for ages, Rimuru finally revealed her true goal.
Adamantium.
A truly good material.
Among all materials in Marvel, only vibranium could rival it.
In X-Men, Wolverine's claws were made from Adamantium and were practically indestructible.
Calling it the "ultimate spear" would not be an exaggeration.
Adamantium was an absolute top-secret material controlled by the military.
Without going through SHIELD, Rimuru would never be able to obtain it.
The moment Fury heard the request, realization flashed through his mind.
Adamantium.
So that was what Rimuru wanted.
In that case, the two sides might actually be able to conduct a "fair" trade.
Rimuru smiled.
"I'll suffer a small loss and give you a reasonable price."
"One bottle for one thousand kilograms."
Pfft!
Fury nearly spat blood.
His eyes widened like bull's eyes as he blurted out:
"One bottle for a thousand kilograms?! Why don't you just rob me instead?!"
Rimuru looked deeply offended.
"What do you mean robbing you?"
She spoke with an innocent expression, as though she had suffered a terrible injustice.
"It's only one thousand kilograms. That's nothing."
"With this bottle of recovery medicine, even if someone gets shot into a sieve and only has one breath left, I can revive them instantly."
Black lines appeared across Fury's forehead.
Who are you calling a braised egg?
And what was that example supposed to mean?!
"Shot into a sieve with only one breath left?"
This cursed child really had terrible ways of describing things.
I, Nick Fury—
Even if I jumped off a building and turned into ashes—
Would never accept your extortion!