S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters, Trident Building, 8th Floor Laboratory.
Director Nick Fury, wearing a black trench coat, looked seriously at the large detection machine in front of him. To be precise, he was focused on the black card placed in the middle of the machine—the magic card.
Coulson, who was standing nearby, looked at the magic card with eyes full of inquiry.
"Dr. Fisher, how is the research on this item—the black card?" Nick Fury asked Dr. Fisher, who was standing next to him.
"Director, after our investigation and research, we found that this magic card is very light in weight, and its material is similar to metal. It contains many unknown elements, including the well-known gold, manganese, titanium, etc."
"More importantly, this black card has excellent energy conductivity and can store and release large amounts of energy very easily."
Dr. Fisher kept explaining, while Coulson listened silently, and Director Nick Fury stared closely at the magic card produced by Vientiane Bookstore.
He had heard about the special nature of this magic card from Coulson. When he learned that Coulson had walked out of the Vientiane Book Cafe with his memory affected, even forgetting the purpose of his mission for a time, Nick Fury's fear of Lockhart suddenly rose to a new level.
The other party's way of playing with memory is simply a nemesis for a spy organization like S.H.I.E.L.D. Nick Fury had made up his mind: if there was no corresponding defense, they must not meet in person. The information in his head is S.H.I.E.L.D.'s top secret.
While thinking about this, he continued listening to Dr. Fisher's introduction.
"Director, we also found that the patterns on the surface of this black card contain radiation."
"Dr. Fisher, stop for a moment," Nick Fury interrupted coldly. "You can also submit a written report to me later on the nature of the black card. I want to know, what functions does the black card have?"
Dr. Fisher hesitated before explaining, "Director, due to limited time, we tested the nature of the black card. The specific function of the black card is still unknown and needs to be explored later."
After hearing this, Nick Fury sighed secretly. Sure enough, if he wanted to rely on technology to analyze magic and an entirely unknown field, he could only rely on a genius to make breakthrough progress.
While thinking, Nick Fury's heart moved slightly, and he calmly ordered Coulson, "Coulson, you will be responsible for the black card project. Look for an opportunity to leak some information and let Tony take the initiative to join this project."
"Okay, Director," Coulson replied, though he was stunned for a moment before nodding with a wry smile. After a lot of effort, he was able to relax a little bit, and then another project came up. Hopefully, the bottle of shampoo given by Professor Lockhart would be useful; otherwise, his hair would fall out again. The only regret was that the director had taken half a bottle for research.
At this moment, Nick Fury didn't care about Coulson's complicated mood. Instead, he stared closely at the black card. His left eye, covered by an eyepatch, began to emit a faint blue light. The reason he was able to become the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. is closely related to his past experiences. It can be said that they are completely beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Not only did he fight aliens, he even witnessed the destruction of alien battleships, and became friends with a top powerhouse. Otherwise, how could he achieve this position in just ten years?
Among them, he naturally had his own trump card, like his eyes. The weak blue light in his left eye was covered by the eyepatch, and through the eyepatch, he observed the black card directly. It had a dark granular surface, light golden lines, and a dark blue liquid slowly flowing inside.
Suddenly, Nick Fury groaned, feeling a large amount of information emerging in his head, and a trace of horror flashed across his face.
"Magic cards, produced by Vientiane Bookstore, are divided into 5 levels. This is the fifth-level magic card."
"High-level magic cards, because they have space teleportation."
"All consumption at Vientiane Book Cafe will be paid for with magic points."
After reading a large amount of information in his head, Nick Fury's expression returned to normal, though his faint, slightly rapid breathing still showed his inner unrest. Coulson, noticing something, turned his head slightly to glance at his director but found nothing unusual and continued to think about how to lure Tony into joining the project.
Then, the director's voice reached his ears.
"Coulson, Dr. Fisher mentioned that the black card has the function of storing and releasing energy. We should focus on this point."
"Besides," Nick Fury's tone became hesitant, "in terms of energy, you can try using some items for experiments, including the Cosmic Cube."
When it came to the Cube, Nick Fury's tone was noticeably more cautious. Coulson was a bit surprised by this, but he still nodded. Based on his authority, he had some understanding of the Cosmic Cube. It was the item that the Director valued most, with very strict authority requirements.
But since it was the director's order, there was no problem. After a while, Nick Fury turned around and left. Coulson continued to communicate with Dr. Fisher, having taken over the project again with things to do.
As Nick Fury received the information from the magic card, Lockhart, also in New York, suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the S.H.I.E.L.D. Trident Building, a faint smile on his face. He had sensed that the magic card he left for S.H.I.E.L.D. was activated so quickly. It seemed that S.H.I.E.L.D.'s power was not simple.
To activate a magic card, you either needed strong mental power or extraordinary energy. Now that the bait had been seen, it depended on when S.H.I.E.L.D. would take the bait. He was quite curious about the abnormal items stored by S.H.I.E.L.D.
At night, the Vientiane Book Cafe was generally closed due to a shortage of manpower. Kamar-Taj's sorcerers had already left, and even the house elf Coffy had returned to Lockhart's house for cleaning. Ian, Remy, and Vera stood in the hall, all holding their wands, with looks of anticipation on their faces, eager to train. Today, Master Lockhart had said he would lead them in a practical battle at night. This was their first actual combat; how could they not be looking forward to it?
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