Regarding the Foundation silently protecting the world and containing these dangerous anomalies?
Sorry!
In Coulson's eyes, only S.H.I.E.L.D. mattered. Other rescue organizations were considered inadequate.
Moreover, from this brief interaction, the Containment Foundation seemed extremely ruthless.
This arrogance was typical of elite men, a bad habit developed from leading the world for years.
Compared to the unconsciously arrogant Coulson, Natasha had more thoughts.
As a former S.H.I.E.L.D. recruit, Natasha didn't see the organization as great. To her, S.H.I.E.L.D. was just a semi-legitimate agency.
Even if it aligned with justice, it was only just enough.
But the Foundation was different.
So far, it had stayed hidden, causing no impact on the normal world, silently protecting it by containing dangerous anomalies.
Others might see the Foundation as ruthless, but Natasha didn't think it was heartless.
But S.H.I.E.L.D. was different. It not only handled supernatural events but also researched them and was entangled with the U.S. government.
Compared to agencies like the FBI, the difference was only in the wider, more legitimate, and powerful scope.
May's thoughts were a mix of Coulson's and Natasha's, neither seeing S.H.I.E.L.D. as more righteous nor the Foundation as evil. She needed time to understand before making judgments.
After the nuclear explosion dissipated, Beichen ordered, "Deploy remote-controlled robots to find and contain Containment Item-307's core."
Dr. A167 nodded and activated the console.
Soon, three humanoid robots were airdropped into the valley.
Although humanoid, the robots were different. One had a scissor-shaped left arm and a normal right arm.
Another had a hoe-shaped left arm and a drill-shaped right arm. The last one, most human-like, had a 30 cm box on its back but was otherwise human-shaped.
Watching the screen, Coulson was amazed. "Such agile robots, remote-controlled! This tech is beyond S.H.I.E.L.D.!"
Coulson raised the Foundation's threat level in his mind.
The S.H.I.E.L.D. trio shared the thought that the Foundation was a deeply hidden, advanced terrorist organization.
After over half an hour of searching, Dr. A167 reported reluctantly, "President, Containment Item-307 is likely completely out of control. Our examination shows it has left the valley through naturally formed caves and moved to another valley two mountains away."
Coulson, a firm believer in science, questioned, "Wait! Isn't Containment Item-307 an ivy plant? How can it escape? Did it grow legs?"
Coulson believed the Foundation's equipment was inadequate, thus failing to detect Containment Item-307 hidden in the valley.
Facing Coulson's question, Dr. A167 gave him an appreciative look.
"Seems you have some talent. You guessed right. Containment Item-307's roots function like human legs. It doesn't belong to normal plants; it doesn't need soil to survive."
Coulson: "..."
Can't you see I was mocking you?
Coulson thought bitterly.
Beichen nodded thoughtfully.
Containment Item-307 isn't highly dangerous, especially in the desert. Its danger is even lower.
Containment Item-307 escaping actually pleased Beichen.
The more people knew about it, the more legend points he would gain—a benefit to him.
As for harm to innocent civilians?
Sorry, but that wasn't Beichen's concern. Containment Item-307's danger was already low, and in the Middle East, who would live in valleys? They were exclusive to terrorist organizations.
"Two mountains away in another valley? Does anyone live there?" Beichen asked curiously.
Dr. A167 explained bitterly, "It's Ten Rings territory, a notorious terrorist group, though not the real Ten Rings, just a gang of morally corrupt armed terrorists."
For Containment Item-307, armed terrorists or civilians were just food. More nutrients would allow it to spread further.
Once it reached densely populated areas, true nightmares would begin.
Realizing the danger, Coulson no longer protested nuclear explosions affecting the environment or civilians.
"What do we do? Nuke again?"
Dr. A167: "..."
Dr. A167 gave Coulson a look of appreciation, thinking, This guy finally learned the Foundation's way—when in doubt, nuke it!