"You're saying Hawkeye is injured?"
Upon hearing Nick Fury's words, Fang Mo was also stunned.
He glanced unconsciously at the little ender dragon in his arms that was acting spoiled, his face full of disbelief: "Isn't this thing just a pet? Can it hurt people?"
"That's what you think," Nick Fury said. "You don't actually think everyone is like you, knowledgeable in magic or capable of casually bringing out legendary treasures, do you? Do you know what people in New York are calling you now?"
"What are they calling me?" Fang Mo asked curiously.
"A god among men," Nick Fury said. "Honestly, even though you haven't joined the Avengers, it doesn't stop some people from worshipping you as a deity."
"Decision made, from today on I will protect New York thoroughly!"
Upon hearing this, Fang Mo immediately clapped his hands, "I will strike immediately. If I encounter criminals, I'll cut off their heads, skin them, and hang them upside down on trees for all to see. I must turn New York into a paradise without criminals."
"Hold on," Nick Fury quickly interjected. "Is that what you call protecting New York? If you do that... you'd probably become New York's most terrifying criminal."
"Violence is a necessary means when I execute justice," Fang Mo waved his hand and said.
"That's called executing evil," Nick Fury touched his forehead, "You didn't do things like this in Asgard, did you? Didn't the gods there find you troublesome?"
"Oh, I exterminated a race called the Dark Elves," Fang Mo said nonchalantly, "They are said to be a very ancient race, but all they think about is stealing from others, so I casually eradicated them."
"Just for stealing, you exterminated them?" Nick Fury couldn't help but ask, "Did the people of Asgard have no objections to this?"
"They were stealing from Asgard," Fang Mo shrugged.
"..." Nick Fury rubbed his temples, pained. The dim light shone on him, and his expression darkened.
"Wait, were you just defending the Dark Elves?" Fang Mo suddenly asked, "You don't think stealing is a big deal?"
"Just go and maintain justice on the streets, I don't want to deal with you anymore," Nick Fury finally couldn't help himself, "Honestly, you're even more troublesome than those Hydras lurking in the shadows..."
"Oh, then I'll go," Fang Mo nodded, then directly opened a space door preparing to leave.
"Wait," Nick Fury suddenly said.
"What?" Fang Mo sneered with a smirk, "You can't bear to see me go and want to hear more jokes?"
"I don't want to hear any of those," Nick Fury retorted, "I just want to remind you, your little dragon is not a well-behaved creature. You'd better prepare more food for it."
"Oh? How so?"
Hearing this, Fang Mo also looked down at the little dragon. The dragon looked back with eyes as beautiful as amethysts, nuzzled against his chest, and emitted a soft breath.
"Its appetite exceeds my understanding," Nick Fury said, "This pet of yours, I suspect it can draw nutrients from any organic matter... from grass to earthworms, frogs in rivers, roadside trees, my belt, stray animals on the streets, even hair and nails, it eats almost everything."
"It eats everything?"
Fang Mo was a bit surprised, then looked at the little shadow dragon in his arms, "So... does it eat feces?"
"Don't know, I haven't fed it that," Nick Fury shook his head, "If you're interested, you can try feeding it," He offered
"I'll pass," Fang Mo rejected instantly with a raised hand.
Next to him, his Stand Steve brought out a piece of raw meat steak. Reality-altering ability activated, a flash of white light, and a chunk of meat as large as a basin appeared in Fang Mo's hand.
The Little Ender Dragon saw this lump of meat and its eyes instantly widened.
It began to speak in a halting tone, scratching Fang Mo with its small claws.
"Mommy... hungry... want to eat..."
"I'm not your mommy, I'm your daddy."
Fang Mo corrected it with a smile, "Be good, call me 'Daddy,' and you can eat."
"Mom... Mommy..."
"It's Daddy."
"Mommy..."
"Daddy."
"Mom..."
"Dad!"
Frustrated, Fang Mo sighed, "Could it be that this dragon really can't call me Dad?"
"Is... Mommy..."
The Little Ender Dragon shouted again.
"Forget it."
Finally, Fang Mo gave up and put the meat on the ground. The Little Ender Dragon pounced on it, wagging its tail and tearing into the beef.
Nick Fury, who had heard the exchange between Fang Mo and the Ender Dragon, asked curiously, "You can understand this little guy?"
"Translation magic," Fang Mo casually explained.
Fang Mo then grabbed a watermelon from Steve's hand, "Come, good son, have some watermelon."
"Meat... tasty..."
The Little Ender Dragon shook its head like a drum and continued to eat the beef.
"If you don't eat, your Uncle Nick will."
Fang Mo warned, "He loves watermelon. Do you know how he lost his eyesight? He was Stealing watermelons in the dark and got stabbed..."
"..."
Upon hearing this, the Little Ender Dragon looked at Fang Mo, then at Nick Fury, hesitated for a while, then started gnawing on the watermelon, making quite a juicy mess.
"Do you even know how I lost my eyesight?"
Nick Fury was getting annoyed, "What's all this about stealing watermelons? I'm an American, I've never heard of such things."
Fang Mo then handed him a packet of seeds, "Take this."
"What is this?"
Nick Fury was a bit confused.
"Magic seeds," said Fang Mo, "They're good stuff, comparable to that milk you had on the Helicarrier."
"That milk almost killed me," Nick Fury facepalmed, "If not for you stirring the pot, we wouldn't have had that infighting."
"On the contrary," Fang Mo shook his head, "That discord among you was inevitable. Without it, your so-called alliance would fall apart."
"You always have your reasons," Nick Fury shook his head, "Forget the past, I'm more interested in your translation magic. Can it translate alien and beast languages? Can you understand what cats say?"
"Never tried," Fang Mo shook his head, "But probably not."
He had never tested this aspect. Considering the lower intelligence of ordinary cats and dogs, even if the translation was successful, the result would likely be very strange. For example:
Dog: "My owner is my God, I want to play outside, pant, pant."
Cat: "What is this Two-legged vermin doing always around me? Stealing my poop, does he like eating it?"
Seagull: "Going to the dock for some fries later…"
…
Taking advantage of the time when the Ender Dragon was eating, Fang Mo also had a few more words with Nick Fury.
Of course, it was not complaining this time. After all, occasional banter is fine, but it becomes meaningless if you're always sarcastic and mouthing off, right?
Through brief interactions, Fang Mo also learned about the good deeds his pet had done.
Although the Ender Dragon is currently just a juvenile, it is still the final boss of the original Minecraft world, so its prestige is still quite high. Previously, when Hawkeye came to brief Nick Fury on a task, he seemed to want to play with it. Unexpectedly, the little creature suddenly let out a roar.
To be honest, Nick Fury didn't take it seriously at the time.
After all, the dragon had roared at him before, and according to Fang Mo, it seemed to be a kind of greeting.
Hawkeye didn't take it seriously either, even thinking the little creature looked especially unique and wanting to touch it. However, things suddenly went bad.
A purple light suddenly lit up in the creature's throat.
Immediately following that, a purple flame, or something like dragon breath, was sprayed out.
This was clearly not ordinary fire but some sort of unknown energy. All the surrounding matter started to disintegrate upon contact with this dragon breath. If not for Hawkeye's quick reflexes, he would have likely been completely disintegrated.
Even so, he still suffered severe injuries and wascurrently undergoing treatment in the hospital.
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