Chapter 111
"The principle S.H.I.E.L.D. was founded upon was pure."
"Protection."
"Protection. One word. Sometimes, to protect one man against himself. Other times, to protect the planet against an alien invasion from another universe. It's a broad job description."
―Nick Fury and Melinda May
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Regarding S.H.I.E.L.D. and ARGUS, there is no need to say more about the black material of these two organizations. The S.H.I.E.L.D. can be called the Snake Shield Bureau. This long-established institution has long become a bag full of holes. The former directors are one of the snake heads of Hydra, and more than half of the internal agents are rebellious. In such an organization, talented people with pitfalls will join.
The ARGUS will not be too much; Amanda Waller's black belly and craving for power are worse than Nick Fury's, and her desire to control is stronger. Working for her is not more reliable than selling her soul to Mephisto. Only if you have a brain inside will you join. As for the military, it's even more unreliable among the unreliable. What they do most often is launch nuclear bombs, whether or not their people are in the city or not. And those with long brains in the pit will not join.
What's more, after fusing the soul of Lao Rui, Jude was also partially influenced by him. He has a distrustful attitude towards all official organizations. If you want my technology, you want to eat it!
"Stop talking; I don't like any official organizations." Jude's refusal so swiftly exceeded the expectations of the two of them, and Coleson hurriedly said, "Mr. Herbert, don't make such a rash decision. You should at least listen to a few more sentences and understand clearly before making a decision."
Jude stroked his chin, thought about it, and said, "It makes sense, you say."
"Huh, the name of this plan is called The Avengers; it's..."
"I reject!"
Colson: "???"
"You should listen to at least two more sentences. Just now, you gasped and screamed, which counts as the first sentence. Then you said, 'The name of this plan is called The Avengers'; this is the second sentence."
"I listened carefully to the two sentences you finished, and I can even repeat them. This is my respect for SHIELD, but even if I join, I am not a guardian, and I am not interested in sacrificing my time. Protecting irrelevant people, so that's it; you can go."
The good old man Coleson was shocked, and he was speechless. At this moment, even he felt that the character of the guy in front of him was too bad. Tony Stark has also been in contact many times, and every time he complains about the difficulty of that playboy, but at this moment, someone he finds more annoying than Tony Stark appears.
Wow!
Nick Fury got up abruptly, leading the chair to fall to the ground. "Coleson, stop talking nonsense; let's go!"
"But the chief..."
"No, but Jude Herbert, I hope you won't regret your decision."
Coleson sighed with regret, shook his head, and followed his chief.
"Hehe... Wait a minute, Nick."
Nick Fury looked back, thinking that Jude had changed his mind under his threat. he didn't expect Jude to kiss the electronic device in his hand: "The horror movie is so beautiful; I like this, hahaha."
"Motherfucker! I knew you it was on purpose, Coleson. Give it to me. Forget it; don't rush for a while; you will pay for your arrogance, Jude Herbert."
"Okay, I'm waiting." Jude laughed.
After the two left, the little spider looked worried: "Can you do this? Mr. Herbert. Although I don't know what S.H.I.E.L.D. is, it seems that it is not simple. Not to mention the people in the military. They are the best at conducting biochemical virus experiments. Did the Fort Detrick Biolab know? There was a synthetic virus leaking out a few years ago, which led to the global pneumonia pandemic. These are terrible Guys."
"What's wrong? Are you scared? Peter."
"To be honest, kind of, that is the state apparatus after all. We all know how powerful a country's violent organization is when it is activated."
Jude pushed the little spider on the chair, picked up the rum bottle next to him, and inserted it into his mouth.
Gurgling...
"Ahem... Her, Mr. Herbert, what are you doing?"
"Letting you calm down, Peter. First of all, I want to tell you that those official organizations are not credible because official means involve politics. As a top student, I think you know very well what politics is."
"Then the organization means more than three people, and as long as there are more than three people, the disagreement is affirmative. Who is the leader, and who is the executor? This will be a big problem. Tell me you want to be an obedient person. ?"
Little Spider hesitated for a moment: "It doesn't seem to be bad, as long as they don't ask me to do bad things."
"Oh... Fuck! When you are in a political organization of more than three people, you are already in the middle of manipulation; you will not be able to distinguish between truth and lies, because maybe all around you are lying."
"They will use your responsibilities to force you to do selfish things. You will become a poker card to be played when they need it. Whether you are a three or a king, you are just a poker card because there is one. The big hand is holding you tightly."
"So, your abilities must be in your own hands. Even if the bomb is going to explode, the button cannot be pressed by others, understand? Peter!"
Dries down half a bottle of spirits in one breath. The little spider is a little bit up and then is bombarded by a series of mouth shells. He becomes dizzy. "Okay, well, I seem to understand a bit."
"That's right, learn from me; your future is limitless."
Jude said, stuffing the wine bottle into the little spider's mouth again and pouring it all down in the blink of an eye.
"Ahem, Mr. Herbert, stop quickly; I will faint again if I drink this way."
"What's wrong with being drunk? That's the happiest thing, but before you faint, there is something to remember."
Jude said, breaking his eyes to the largest extent: "Look at me, Peter; remember what I said next; if you are in danger, then concentrate and shout that Marvel is good."
"Why do you call this sentence? And what is Marvel?"
"Don't worry, you just have to remember."
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When the little spider woke up from alcohol, it was late at night. Jude did not send him home this time. He just sent him a text message telling Aunt May that he is working overtime, and then he threw it directly on the floor of the laboratory.
The little spider shook his groggy head and walked out of the laboratory. He didn't know why, but he always felt that something was wrong—a very awkward feeling. But I couldn't tell. After checking my whole body, I found that everything was normal. The little spider could only attribute it to drinking too hard.
The subway is out of service at this time, but it doesn't matter; spider silk is much easier to use than the subway. In the night, swinging around, he quickly returned to his den.
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