Manhattan Island, deep underground.
The base hall, where most of its structure had collapsed, had been completely cleared out to create a large clean area.
Even the metal floor, which was covered with traces of cracks, was piled with a large amount of equipment and supplies.
Accompanied by a low hum that occasionally sounded.
A diamond-shaped mechanical creation that looks full of alien technological style just from the outside.
Huge amounts of energy are being continuously transmitted through thick cables into the depths of the corridor connecting to the base hall.
And under the dim light emitted by some lamps that have not been completely damaged.
In a dark corner filled with various supplies.
A middle-aged black man with an old black leather windbreaker draped over his shoulders was sitting there in a daze.
In the palm of his hand, which was casually placed on his knee, was a half-burned cigar, with wisps of blue smoke rising continuously from between the flickering cigar head.
The other one was suspended in the air above the palm.
A box of food that looked like a protein compound had already solidified into a mass of unknown substance.
"Mr. Fury, are you dissatisfied with our synthetic food? Do you need us to find some edible human food for you?"
At this moment, a tall figure with pointed ears and rough green skin slowly entered the base hall from the corridor.
Behind the other side, dozens of alien races with almost identical appearances were methodically assembling some kind of large transmission device.
"You're welcome, old friend."
Nick Fury, who seemed to have just come to his senses, raised his dark face, which was obviously much older.
He shook his completely bald head slightly.
He said to the approaching green-skinned alien race:
"The situation outside is too dangerous. Those guys are chasing us too closely. And I just subconsciously recalled some past experiences. It's not about food."
"I'm glad you don't mind. After all, the Skrulls' concept of food culture is only about filling the stomach or replenishing nutrition, and the food culture on Earth is no less than a fantasy to us."
The Skrull who stepped forward showed a smile on his slightly ugly green face.
The alien race, who was not young, walked up to Nick Fury, leaned its back on a pile of supplies, and said with its head down:
"Mr. Fury, we are almost done activating the energy transmission device of the Cosmic Cube. If everything goes well and there are no unexpected situations, we can leave the Earth and even the solar system in twelve hours at most."
"What are your plans for your future wandering life in space?"
At this moment, I heard the question from my alien friend.
Nick Fury took a deep puff of his cigar and exhaled the pungent smoke while self-deprecatingly saying,
"Just over a year ago, I was the top leader of a huge spy organization. What I had to worry about every day was not only the financial review team from the upper echelons, but also considering where we would be needed to handle special events..."
"But now, I am just a world-class wanted criminal being chased around by a bunch of damn terrorists like a rat crossing the street."
"Future plans? I don't think I've ever thought about it. I thought I would continue to serve the ideals of S.H.I.E.L.D. until I die as director and become a hero that people miss..."
At this moment, Nick Fury's voice seemed to gradually fade away.
In the end, he could only turn all his melancholy into a sigh.
Then, Nick Fury took another deep breath of the cigar that was about to burn out and swallowed it deep into his throat.
"Forget it, these are all in the past. Now when I think about it again, I did not do some things perfectly, and even had many problems. No wonder I ended up being deserted by everyone."
"Mr. Fury, you are also aware of our Skrulls' ability to transform, so part of your memory is also in my brain. I can't say that I fully understand how you feel right now, but what I want to say is that perhaps changing the way of life is a good choice for a race like humans with a short lifespan."
"The entire universe is huge. Countless magnificent planets and alien races that humans have never seen will become your most profound memories of life. We Skrulls are losers and space wanderers who have been expelled from our home planet. But only by being more optimistic can we survive better, right?"
The Skrull, with a faint smile on his face, persuaded Nick Fury beside him.
Nick Fury hesitated for a moment after hearing the comforting words from his alien friend. He turned his head and said to the other party solemnly:
"Taros, I'm very sorry that some of your people paid the price of their lives because of me. Perhaps my choice to face death was the best choice."
"Mr. Fury, what are you talking about? If Miss Danvers knew that we who stayed on Earth did not save her few human friends, how would the Skrull wanderers who have enjoyed Miss Danvers's protection for decades face their own patron saint?"
"Moreover, we Skrulls have always been very dissatisfied with the Terran Star Corps' original global declaration, but we have never had the right opportunity to launch a strong counterattack..."
"Yes, it is true that Earth is the home planet of the human race, but it is not just a planet for humans. A mere Terra Star Legion cannot represent the openness and consensus of the entire human race!"
At this moment, the words of the Skrull Talos were heard.
Nick Fury shook his dark bald head slightly and couldn't help but sigh:
"Yes, if the human race wants to enter the cosmic age and step out of the earth to become an interstellar race, then it must have a guide who is familiar with all the rules. In fact, I originally hoped that you Skrulls could become teachers of mankind and teach us the behavior styles and rules of the cosmic races. Otherwise, with human nature, even if we become an interstellar race, we may inadvertently bring about an unbearable catastrophe..."
"This is also one of the reasons why I tried to use the infinite energy of the Cosmic Cube to develop super weapons, so that the future of mankind would have an important bargaining chip for negotiating with countless alien races or even counterattacking. I even had an 'Avengers Plan' that I didn't have time to carry out... Unfortunately, everything fell through at the last minute."
Nick Fury's words had just fallen.
The Skrull Talos, with his arms around his shoulders, also shook his head and sighed.
However, when it wanted to continue the conversation with its old friend.
Boom boom boom——
At this moment, an extremely familiar sound of bomb explosions faintly rang in everyone's ears!
The next second, Nick Fury opened his eyes wide and instantly got up from the ground.
With his fingertips trembling slightly, he immediately turned his head to look at Talos, whose expression had become serious, and growled with almost gnashing teeth:
"They... finally caught up with us!"
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(End of this chapter)