"The meteor iron you requested, Director, has arrived," a man with a serious face and a bow and arrow on his back announced, pushing open the door to enter the room. "It may not be heavy, but I believe it should be sufficient..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he noticed Fang Mo sitting on a large piece of gold, indulging in fried chicken.
Meanwhile, Coulson and several agents struggled to saw through the gold beneath Fang Mo's buttocks. Nick Fury, holding a half glass of chilled cola, tried to maintain composure, though his expression was darker than the cola in his hand.
The scene was absurd, momentarily leaving even Hawkeye stunned.
"Agent Barton," Nick Fury acknowledged, pointing towards Fang Mo. "Let me introduce you. This is Mr. Fang Mo, our newly hired technical advisor."
"And this..." he began, but Fang Mo interrupted.
"Oh, I know him," Fang Mo interjected. "Hawkeye, the one who teamed up with Black Widow, right? Well... he may not match up to those powerhouses in terms of strength, but he's indeed a valuable teammatequite emotional. However, he retired for his wife and children. You should cherish him."
"So, you can see the future too?" Nick Fury couldn't help but ask. "Is there anything you don't know in this world?"
"Of course, I'm not an all-knowing and all-powerful deity," Fang Mo replied with a shrug. "Haven't you heard an Eastern saying? Divination cannot predict everything. We fear the capriciousness of fate... That's the essence of it. Compared to the vast universe, humans are truly insignificant. Therefore, the greatest happiness for humans is ignorance. Sometimes, knowing too much can lead to madness."
"Wait, is that really an Eastern saying?" Nick Fury inquired. "Praising ignorance and falling into madness, isn't that from the Lovecraft mythos?"
"What? There's Cthulhu in this world too?" Fang Mo exclaimed, taken aback.
"What do you mean by 'this world'?" Nick Fury's eyes flickered. "Where are you truly from?"
"Of course, I'm from my own world," Fang Mo replied nonchalantly, playing with words. "Anyway, explaining these things is troublesome, and I'm too lazy to delve into details. Hurry up and bring the meteor iron. I still need to study advanced alchemy."
"You said the same thing when you took Captain America's shield," Nick Fury remarked. "But in reality, you barely touched it before discarding it. I don't believe advanced alchemy is something that can be easily learned."
"Is alchemy truly so inconvenient?" Fang Mo retorted. "Besides, do you understand witchcraft? Are you a Sorcerer Supreme? The principles of advanced alchemy are incredibly complex, to the point that even if you heard them ten thousand times, you might not comprehend. But as a cheat player, my talent is too awesomeI can learn it instantly."
With that, Fang Mo reached out his hand.
"Give it to me!"
Hawkeye's suitcase jerked suddenly, and the next second, a tremendous force pulled it towards Fang Mo, causing it to disintegrate mid-air, revealing a piece of dark meteor iron ore.
"..."
As his belongings were snatched away, Hawkeye instinctively reached for his compound bow.
"Agent Barton, calm down," Nick Fury interjected, attempting to diffuse the tension. "He is indeed our technical advisor, and the item in your hand was originally intended for him. Moreover, he has already compensated us for it."
"..."
As soon as Hawkeye heard his immediate superior speak, he seemed to grasp something. He looked thoughtfully at the gold piece beneath Fang Mo and silently stowed away his bow and arrows.
Meanwhile, Fang Mo...
He was deeply engrossed in studying the black meteor iron before him.
Though he referred to it as "study," Fang Mo had already comprehended the logic of the system. Now, he caressed the meteor iron ore in his hand, much like petting a cat.
Before long, a notification sound rang in his mind.
[System Prompt: Researched atomic structures such as 'Primitive Vibranium,' 'Adamantine, the Metal of the Gods,' 'Black Meteor Iron,' and you have obtained download permission for a new module.]
[System Prompt: Downloading additional associated metal alloys of Tinker's Construct.]
"Just as I suspected..."
Feeling the information in his mind, Fang Mo instinctively nodded. It seemed his assumption was correct. Adamantine and Vibranium were indeed alloy modules associated with Tinker's Construct.
If Fang Mo remembered correctly, these special alloys possessed powerful attributes.
For example, the Slaughter attribute, which increased the weapon's attack power with each monster killed. And the Brain Death attribute, which wiped out an enemy's AI upon direct impact, rendering them mindless like true iron idiots.
Just contemplating these characteristics alone was already extraordinary in a game. But if Fang Mo could bring these metals to life, what kind of surprises would they hold?
With Slaughter in his left hand and the Paralysis Inducer in his right...
Just the thought of it, wouldn't he become invincible?
"Alright, this time, I've truly accomplished a remarkable feat."
With this realization, Fang Mo felt elated. He handed the meteor iron ore back to Hawkeye and said, "When I return, I'll construct a monster farming tower. Then, I'll truly become unbeatable."
"What's a monster farming tower?"
Nick Fury inquired, "Is it similar to a sorcerer's tower?"
"I think it's more of a concept in games." Surprisingly, it was Hawkeye who spoke up this time. "It sounds like a structure used to efficiently slaughter monsters."
"Hmm?"
Hearing Hawkeye's words, Nick Fury's gaze flickered, and his thoughts remained unclear.
However, before long, a group of researchers approached Nick Fury and sought permission to utilize equipment such as cranes or rock blasting devices.
Naturally, their reason was simple. They couldn't lift the hammer in the meteorite crater by hand, so how could they study it? They also wanted to test the density and quality of the unknown metal. These researchers were audacious, to say the least. Since human strength proved futile, they turned to machinery. The power of science knows no bounds.
It must be noted that in this regard, they resembled Tony Stark, both fervent believers in the faith of science.
"The hammer truly cannot be lifted?"
Examining the research report handed to him by his subordinate, Nick Fury appeared intrigued. "Are you certain you've exhausted all methods?"
"Yes, Director."
The researchers appeared visibly excited. "The metal constituting this hammer is extraordinarily unique. It doesn't seem to correspond to any element listed on the periodic table. Furthermore, the hammer is surrounded by a potent electromagnetic field that occasionally interferes with the operation of electronic devices..."
"Authorize the use of a crane."
After brief contemplation, Nick Fury promptly made a decision. "However, reject the proposal for explosive blasting. Let's try..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Fang Mo interjected directly.
"Give up. It is said to be forged from the core of a dying star, infused with Odin's divine magic. Scientific methods won't succeed. Not even a 100,000-ton crane could budge it."
"Oh, is that so?"
Upon hearing Fang Mo's words, Nick Fury seemed to remember something suddenly. He turned directly to Fang Mo and inquired, "Since scientific methods are futile... what about you?"
"Can you lift it?"