Chapter 892: Starry Splendor (35)

Peter returned to Stark Tower again. In the corridor, he called Coulson, but Coulson didn't answer. He called Steve again, and Steve's sad and exhausted voice came from the other side:

"Peter, I know you can't believe it. It was because he was afraid of hurting you that Stark didn't want to tell you. But, I just saw the corpse with my own eyes..."

Steve's voice began to tremble, and he said: "Perhaps you don't know, Nick's long lifespan relies on a special medicine. That medicine is different from my Super Soldier Serum. It can't provide people with super strength and recovery ability. Peter, Nick is different from us. He isn't a super soldier, just an ordinary person."

"A sniper bullet pierced his chest and shattered his heart. I saw the big hole in his chest and the fragments of his heart..." The sadness in Steve's tone made Peter have to believe what he said.

He knew that the Captain wouldn't lie, and wouldn't deliberately deceive him. Moreover, when he dealt with Nick Fury before, his Spider-Sense also told him that the person in front of him had no threat.

This meant that Nick Fury might be the King of Agents, but his physical fitness didn't exceed ordinary people by much. A sniper bullet was enough to kill him.

At this time, Schiller's voice appeared on the phone again. He said: "Peter, don't think too much. Go back to the lab. It will be fine in a few days. When the funeral is held, we will tell you."

"I said, they definitely wouldn't let it go! Back then, I warned Nick not to go alone, but he insisted on doing so. You stood on his side back then, and now look!" Stark's voice came from the background, equally angry and sad. He said:

"Steve Rogers, you lost another comrade-in-arms! Now, who are you going to blame? This world?"

"I said long ago that the development of things was not as optimistic as you thought. You guys just giggle every day, while that group of people... that group of people who plot and scheme, they are ready to take our lives at any time!"

"Alright, Tony, this isn't Steve's fault." Schiller's voice sounded. Because he was closer to the microphone, Peter heard it very clearly. He heard Schiller say: "We indeed ignored the fact that they dared to take action against Nick..."

"Moreover, there aren't many killers who dare to take action in Congress and can run away smoothly. It must be an old hand. And the person who hired him..." Schiller sighed slightly and said: "Before, the conflict between S. H. I. E. L. D. and the military was so sharp. If we say it wasn't the military who did it, no one will believe it."

"I will go talk to them." Steve's voice sounded. He said: "I must go talk to them!"

"Is this your reaction to this matter?" Stark's sarcasm sounded again. He said: "Your old comrade-in-arms died right in front of you like this, and your reaction is just to go talk to them? To go negotiate with that group of human traitors?? Is this what you want?!"

"Alright, stop arguing, let's discuss a solution..."

Peter's hand gripping the phone tightened more and more. He hadn't heard the follow-up content. With a "Click", the phone was crushed into fragments by him.

When the fragments fell to the ground, a mechanical arm fell to Peter's feet, picked up the fragments, and threw them into the trash can. Peter turned back, and Jarvis put a hand on his shoulder.

The mechanical mask's eyes lit up. Peter asked with a trembling voice, "Jarvis, why did they do this?"

Jarvis shook his head lightly. The sound of mechanical parts rubbing was a bit harsh. Peter closed his eyes, turned his head to the side in the dark corridor, and he squeezed his fist helplessly. He said:

"Whenever I think everything is moving in a good direction, such an accident will appear. I thought humanity had united as one, I thought we could work hard together. Was I really too naive?"

The tall robot squatted down and looked at Peter with flashing eyes. Through the flashing light, Peter gradually recalled what Nick had said to him when he once left him at S. H. I. E. L. D. to persuade him.

"Peter, you have to know, we must seize this opportunity, seize this best period. This might be humanity's only chance to move toward the universe." Nick looked into Peter's eyes and said: "We need more talent. This isn't something shameful. This is humanity's dream. No matter which universe humans are from, they must all think so..."

A different kind of light flashed in Nick's eyes. Peter heard a sincerity and hope in his tone that was completely different from his usual temperament. He said: "Our time is running out, so we need more people to work for this, don't we?"

"Director Fury, every research project is step-by-step. Even if we send ten thousand people to the Mercury base now and lay all the foundations, we still have to wait for the architectural components to be researched," Peter pushed his glasses and explained: "Scientific research cannot be rushed. If you rush for results, it's easy to cause trouble. The loss will be even greater then."

Nick took a deep breath and said: "Peter, I understand you. You are a researcher and will be as rigorous as possible. But you might have to try to understand the current situation..."

"What's wrong with the current situation? Isn't it quite good?" Peter shrugged and said, "Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner, whether it is the research and development of aerospace technology in various countries or the various technical studies of the Mercury base. A few days ago, I heard Dr. Dora say that another project had been concluded and achieved quite good results."

Peter looked at Nick and said: "Director, you might be a bit anxious. In fact, if it continues to develop steadily like this, sooner or later, humanity will also be able to enter the universe and roam between the stars and the sea."

Nick walked back behind the desk and sat down. He said: "Peter, as a child of the new era, perhaps you don't know that this isn't the first time humanity has infinitely approached this great goal."

"In that era you don't understand, we did even more than now. In that era when basic science was advancing by leaps and bounds, all of humanity had the dream that we were about to leave the shackles of Earth's gravity and roam freely between the universe."

"Perhaps you have seen many rusty rockets and space model toys in the museums of that era. That wasn't an exception."

"I was born in an ordinary farmer's family in Alabama. The only toy I owned was a small rocket that could be ejected."

"The principle was very simple. There was a spring at the bottom. As long as you pressed it, it would fly up a little bit. It didn't fly high, and the quality wasn't good. After flying a few times, the paint fell off."

Nick Fury picked up the pen in his hand, made a rocket launch motion, and then let the pen fall to the table. He said: "Just like this, very childish, right? But in that era, this was already a very remarkable toy, and it was also my favorite toy."

"Later I joined the army. During World War II, because I was hit by shrapnel from a grenade, I lost an eye, and at the same time, I was injected with medicine and gained a long lifespan."

"During the Cold War, I served in the Central Intelligence Agency, and at that time, my main opponent was the Soviet Union."

Nick leaned back in his chair and looked at the ceiling with his only remaining eye. He said: "Perhaps it's hard for you to imagine, although they were my opponents, the people in my group and department all believed that half of humanity's future rested on them. And that group of people in the KGB also thought the same of us."

"We all had to prove that we were stronger than the other side, but at the same time, we also acknowledged that the other side was very strong. You might not dare to believe that many of the intelligence reports we collected were used to praise the Soviet Union. Very incredible, right? Today you can only see smears, but in fact, it wasn't like that at the time..."

"When their rocket launch was successful, we expressed admiration, acknowledged that they had made leading progress, and then found our aerospace department. They would swear that we weren't weak either."

"Just like this, today you launch a rocket, tomorrow I test equipment. In that peak period of technical development, we used a method unimaginable to modern people to force some equipment that looks incomparably simple now into the sky, and then cheered and were proud of it."

"That was the closest humanity had been to the stars in tens of thousands of years."

Peter looked at Nick a bit blankly. He had never thought that this S. H. I. E. L. D. Director, who always used all kinds of glib talk to persuade him to trick labor from other universes, had such a side.

He felt that at this time, Nick and Steve were very similar. People of their era always had a kind of amazing vitality, different from this era that had been blown by depression and punk style. In that era, they always had a kind of inexplicable belief.

But Peter actually knew that the technology at that time couldn't be compared with the solar system development plan now. Now, they could easily send equipment to Mercury and assemble them. No matter what era, humanity hadn't achieved such a great achievement.

Standing in the corridor, Peter admitted that at that time, he was a bit contemptuous of Nick's idea.

He felt that the era would only get better and better, and wouldn't go backward. In fact, technology had indeed progressed, and humanity had been moving forward steadily. Why be obsessed with missing the past?

But now, Peter understood what Nick was missing. The point of his words wasn't about how much tin plate humanity threw into the sky in that era.

But that Nick Fury, as an American born and bred, an American soldier who received American education from childhood, an excellent agent of the Central Intelligence Agency, after so many years, was still missing the era when the Soviet Union still existed.

This was almost incredible. That wasn't the control and brainwashing of a big country over a small country, but the collision of two big countries. But what he received wasn't the hatred education of nationality and country. What he saw was the starry splendor of humanity.

Peter suddenly understood what he was anxious about. At this moment, he realized that he shouldn't look down on the wisdom of a long-lived person. The longer one lives, the more thoroughly one sees the essence of human nature.

And he had always been holding fantasies about certain things. Peter recalled, did he really not realize the essence of human nature? Perhaps not necessarily. He had just been using the fact of technical development to escape certain things.

And now, that gunshot in Congress was telling him that escape was useless. Don't hold any groundless fantasies, otherwise, no matter how solid the armor, no matter how strong the chest, it couldn't withstand the bullet shot from the dark that shattered the heart.

Putting on the battle suit, wearing the mask, standing in front of the window, Spider-Man stopped, turned to look at Jarvis. Jarvis waved at him, as if saying goodbye.

Spider-Man leaped out, swung in the cold wind over New York, stood on the roof of Stark Tower, and let out a silent roar.

Dark clouds covered the sky, the moonlight was no longer bright. At this moment in New York, dark clouds were pressing down on the city. ===== CHAPTER 893 =====