Chapter 246: Bai Furui's Legacy

Black Furui did not forget that the serum from the Infinity Formula required regular injections to function in delaying aging.

If the injections stopped, even if the body remained in a healthy state, it would collapse within a very short time, followed by death.

Bai Furui said calmly, "I do not care about my own death. If I can take a group of parasites with me, that would be even more valuable."

"I do not deny Old Qian's contributions to society, but I cannot agree with their attitude toward pursuing life. You absolutely cannot imagine how audacious these people are."

Black Furui asked the key point of the matter, saying, "If the raw materials are gone, just find a way to get them again. Is there anything on Earth that can stump them?"

"You have already stated the answer. There indeed isn't any on Earth, but that is not necessarily the case outside Earth." Bai Furui said coldly.

Black Furui, confused, asked, "What raw material does Earth not have?"

"The blood of the Kree."

"The Kree? What is that?"

Bai Furui said, "An alien race. After World War II, they accidentally captured a crashed alien spacecraft; the dead pilot's blood, combined with the modified incomplete Immortality Formula, produced the SSS Serum, commonly known as the Infinity Formula."

"As a race that cannot even cross the solar system, no one could expect that resource, which is about as rare as a meteorite, to be delivered by aliens themselves after being used up."

"So you drained that pilot dry?" Black Furui said in surprise.

"Including bone marrow and bodily fluids, not a single drop remained."

"I was just curious: who would use a dead alien to make medicine that normal people have to swallow or inject into their bodies? And the most bizarre point is that you actually had the guts to take it!"

Bai Furui explained, "At the beginning, that Japanese scientist prisoner did not say what the raw material was. We were soldiers; we could only obey. Operation Paperclip was not just targeting Japanese scientists."

Moreover, during World War II, do not think only Hydra were the bad guys and everyone else was good. All warring nations, whether winners or losers, were not good things. During the war, they all committed inhumane acts; it only depends on how later generations interpret them.

Regarding his own father's explanation, Black Furui did not know whether to laugh or get angry. He said, "So you are coming to me now, planning to rely on me for your old age? Then may I first ask how much inheritance there is?"

Bai Furui said with an unhappy face, "You do not need to worry about that; I have my own arrangements. It is just that some things indeed need to be explained to you in advance."

"Speak. I will decide whether to do it based on my mood."

"After I die, I will place this eye of mine in the old location. Remember to go get it, and keep it well." One-Eyed Bai Nick Fury pointed to his intact eyeball.

"Why? Don't you think leaving me something more valuable would be more useful?"

"This eyeball is registered in the Bureau's biometric system and possesses the highest clearance. Perhaps one day you will need it, but the opportunity may come only once or twice. So use it cautiously."

"Can it launch nuclear missiles?" Black Furui said sarcastically.

"Some intelligence is more dangerous than nuclear missiles. When you reach a high enough level, you will know why."

Black Furui snorted coldly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

Taking a file folder from inside his black leather coat, Bai Furui tossed it onto the table and said, "This is a suggestion: form a team that belongs to you alone, one no one else knows about."

"Inside this file are some candidates I have collected who should prove useful. You must find a way to recruit them yourself, and find a way to raise funds to support them yourself."

"This is your own power; the organizational system is not at all secure. If you cannot achieve this, it means you are only capable of this much."

Black Furui did not even look at the file folder on the table and said coldly, "Instead of making such a suggestion, you might as well give me command of the Howling Commandos directly."

"That team belongs to Captain America, and now to Carter. I am just one of its members; I have no command authority, so how could I give it to you? Moreover, you would not command respect. Go form your own team; do not embarrass yourself in front of those old veterans."

"I also fought in the Vietnam War," Black Furui said dissatisfied.

Bai Furui sneered, "Bullying a bunch of monkeys in the jungle and still losing? I can already imagine what kind of reception you would get when you go see those old buddies."

"Although we deployed some mutants to fight, failing to utilize their advantages was bad enough, but the ones who dealt the darkest blows from behind were actually our own people. Do you want me to tell you more things?"

Now Black Furui had nothing to say; he silently flipped through the file contents. Intending to skim it quickly, but upon seeing the first entry, he could not help but look a few more times, then drew a conclusion: "This Henry Brown is sick."

One-Eyed Bai Nick Fury recalled that when he first saw this person's file, he had the same thought. But he said, "You cannot deny that this person has great potential for development."

Black Furui summarized the data on the paper, saying, "Education is blank, but the evaluation says he is very smart and speaks multiple languages. He knows Tony Stark and Lady He Ben. He worked as a Hollywood extra."

"Possesses mutant abilities making him impervious to blades and bullets, but the upper limit of hardness is unknown; it is known that handgun rounds at close range cannot inflict effective damage. He is now a freelance contractor for the Continental Hotel. He is the Tinkerer!"

Bai Furui said, "Capable of assault and logistics, and very smart; one could say that once developed, he is a talent with no weaknesses in any aspect."

Turning to the second page, Black Furui let out a huffing laugh of admiration. He said, "It seems Councilman Mike Horton would not agree with your assessment. Hiring him as a bodyguard, yet he died himself."

"That black man was a fool, thinking everyone could be threatened or bribed by him. Obviously, this guy is soft on softness and hard on hardness, and he has the capital to not yield to hardness. From his work history, you should be able to infer the general situation."

Black Furui looked it over and said, "Crabbing in Alaska, Hollywood extra, Audrey He Ben's last assistant before her death, freelance contractor for the Continental Hotel."

"According to unclear intelligence, both the Mellon family and the Stark family extended olive branches, but he never gave a positive response. In summary, this person cannot be coerced or bribed by ordinary means. This was also the main reason Councilman Horton lost his life."

"Saying it was the main reason is a bit of an exaggeration. But he indeed did not use this person well."

Putting down the file, Black Furui said, "Judging from his experience, human emotion is a means that might control him. Because among all his jobs, serving as Audrey He Ben's assistant lasted the longest."

"One could say that if this faded star had not died, he might have continued doing it. Could beauty tempt him? Although we do not have specially trained swallows, there are agents skilled in seduction."

Bai Furui, having finished his beer, stood up and said, "Being willing to stay by an old woman's side for over two years, what he valued was not simply beauty. If you use the wrong method, you will only push him further away. Such people are the most troublesome."

"Leaving already?"

"Because you played no role, I must investigate River Phoenix's death myself. We probably will not meet again in the future. When you receive my message, remember to go get the item."

"One last question: how will your SHIELD handle it? Director."

Bai Furui thought for a moment, then said frankly, "Ms. Carter favors merging and reorganizing both sides and is already negotiating relevant matters with Director Alexander Pierce."

"Because our side was originally a support organization for the Howling Commandos. After Ms. Carter retires, no one will be able to continue organizing these people. If the Howling Commandos are disbanded, we will have no reason to exist."

"I see."

"At that time, 'Nick Fury' will, as the representative of the Strategic Hazard Intervention and Espionage Logistics Directorate, be transferred to the jurisdiction of Director Alexander Pierce. This is the last thing I can help you with; take care of yourself." After Bai Furui finished speaking, he left.

Leaving Black Furui in his own apartment, looking at the file on the table, his expression shifting between gloom and brightness.

(End of this chapter)