Chapter 642 - Pumped (2/2)
Vanish's action had brought greater limelight to the superhero community as a whole. While a few of the masked crusaders across the globe now started to get the attention they deserved, a piece of knowledge still managed to trump the heroic actions of the white-skinned hero in the monster's disguise. Iron Man's tech was on the verge of leaking.
Hammer Industries acquired the tech but the actions of employing a criminal for the said acts violated the company's statutory declarations and policies alongside the law in general which allowed many, many, corporations to turn their gaze towards the industries filled with other military projects.
However, the good news soon 'disappeared' as the news of entire production storage burning down reached the ears of the major players within hours. This was the next greatest event after Wilson Fisk's surrender but Shield didn't seem satisfied with just yet. Uncaring for Natasha's report on the successful mission of securing Iron Man tech as a favor for the billionaire superhero, Nick Fury sat in front of Curt Connors.
Unlike others, Curt Connors wasn't treated as a criminal, but a respected scientist within the finally operative Hellicarrier. This allowed the man to finally reverse engineer Norman Osborn's version of super serum and the first batch was tested on the middle-aged doctor himself, curing him of his mental symptoms brought by the temporary use of the lizard-based super serum.
”Yes, yes!” Curt nodded hurriedly, his throat drying up. A remnant physical effect of the serum which would die out after a few months. ”But healing Goblin and Troll won't be easy. They have turned for a long time. However, the first application of the anti-serum would allow us to get more data and tailor the subsequent doze based on their condition.”
Nodding at the man's words, Nick Fury's gaze lingered on the lost hand once again. ”And you are perfectly... fine?”
”No, I am not. But that is why I am being asked to participate in therapy, am I not?” Curt grunted. Impatience, one of his weal suits, had been enhanced by a great deal during his evolution to a walking, talking, mean lizard.
After confirming a few other facts with Connors, Nick walked out of the man's labs with Maria following behind.
”And why are you not at your post?” Nick inquired as Agent Hill pursed her lips.
”I've got some bad news, sir,” she stated, ”The council wants to study Vanish's symbiote. They said that the application could be plenty in the field of spying.”
”Of course, they said that. Still, I'll take care of this. And next time I see you fl.u.s.tered and away from your post, I'll remove you from the command of Hellicarrier and get you back to the HQ,” saying so with an impassive expression, Nick Fury walked away. If bad news were the reason for foolish actions then the Hellicarrier may as well dive into the ocean right now. Maria had the right thought but her actions still whispered dependent and rash. For her sake and his, too, Maria needed to be independent and mature.
”And sir, Agent Barton contacted. He wishes to take his annual leave.”
”Confirm the request. The man has filled his days staring at the cube. He needs to rest.”
The moment Nick closed the door of his office, he pulled out the memory chip from his head and connected it with the computer to share data with others. With the task completed, the role of Shield's director was resumed.