Superman from the comics: Starting with the Black Robe

Chapter 347 Fury—Dead, but brought back to life.

Chapter 347 Fury—Dead, but brought back to life.

For Captain America, who had just awakened from his frozen state, this was the first time Hydra had emerged from the shadows.

"No, this is my war."

In that instant, Captain America felt as if he had returned to the war-torn era he knew so well, and he felt as if he had truly come back to life. He didn't want to miss such an opportunity.

Moreover, upon seeing the metal-armed assassin, Captain America felt a strange emotion rising within him; his intuition told him that the man was crucial in this incident.

"You've lost them."

Batman didn't want to dampen the soldier's enthusiasm, but the truth was obvious: "And Fury needs you."

Moreover, this is completely different from the war of the 1940s. Those involved should realize early on that this is no longer a battlefield where friend and foe are clearly distinguished:

"Captain, times have changed—this time you're not fighting an external enemy, but a part of the system itself."

Batman's words weren't overly heavy, but he knew Captain America would understand what he meant.

Hydra is no longer an external enemy, but rather thrives on the very body of the organization that once slew its head.

"Why did it turn out like this?"

Captain America muttered to himself.

He had lived in this world that was so different from his own for a while, and although he had this question, he knew the answer.

That means his era may never return.

"Paperclip! The plan Superman mentioned definitely has problems! Our government is too focused on quick results and has taken too many shortcuts!"

Operation Paperclip was a postwar North American government program designed to recruit German scientists. Through this program, a large number of technical experts and senior researchers were transferred to North America, and S.H.I.E.L.D. also benefited from the program.

In retrospect, this was clearly a poisoned chalice. Both the North American government and S.H.I.E.L.D., in their eagerness to take over the Nazi legacy, absorbed too many problematic members and rescued too many criminals who should not have been forgiven.

"This has never been a problem with Operation Paperclip, Captain."

Throughout his life, Batman has only been fighting against Gotham, the cursed city. He can only do his best within the constraints of the system, leaving the rest to the part of society that is still functioning normally.

Batman couldn't dwell on the proposition Captain America posed, because if he did, his mind would inevitably drift toward a terrifying answer: those who bear unlimited responsibility should naturally enjoy absolute power.

All he knew was one thing, and one phrase he had learned from his deceased friend:

"You either die a heroic death, or you live long enough to witness yourself become a villain."

Objects decay, heroes turn bad, and the way S.H.I.E.L.D. has become has never been a problem with Paperclip or Hydra.

"Go back, Captain." Batman always preferred to work alone. "I'll find him, I promise you."

Tracking down an assassin is never a difficult task for Batman, who frequently deals with professional mercenaries like Deadshot and Deathstroke.

Captain America wanted to join Batman in investigating the killer's background, but on the other hand, Batman's words also made sense; having Fury's body in his apartment was still a problem.

Since he's Superman's friend, he should be pretty reliable—...right?

Back in his apartment, Steve climbed in through the window, only to be met with a dark gun barrel pointed directly at him: "Don't move!"

Upon closer inspection, Captain America's feelings became even more complex: "Sharon?"

The person who stormed into her house with a gun was none other than the girl next door who had reminded her earlier that the stereo was on. She had always assumed the girl was just a caregiver at some CDC center in Queens.

However, it now seems that this girl next door clearly has another identity.

Upon seeing that the person approaching was Captain America, she lowered her weapon.

"I am Agent 13 of S.H.I.E.L.D., Sharon Kate. Captain, I am here on the director's orders to protect you!"

"That's really interesting."

The captain then realized that under the influence of S.H.I.E.L.D., everything around him might not be real. However, he couldn't even complain right now, since Fury was already dead, and the future of S.H.I.E.L.D. was uncertain.

"I heard gunshots. What happened, Captain?"

"Isn't this obvious? Then it must be—???"

Captain America pointed to the corner of the wall, the blind spot where Fury had been dragged after being shot. Surprisingly, the corner was empty except for a drag mark and a bloodstain.

In a short period of time, Nick Fury's body disappeared.

"What's going on now?!"

Inside a secret base beneath Manhattan, "big businessman" Kang Zheng frowned as he looked at Nick Fury lying "peacefully" on the ground:

"Does the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. not have much commercial value?"

"What are you saying? Buying and selling Black people is illegal in this day and age! And so on..."

As he said this, Joey tossed over a rectangular box, which Kang picked up and saw was an AED.

"A defibrillator? That's so outdated." Kang, from the 50th century, was somewhat puzzled, but still charged the defibrillator without hesitation.

"If you want to save him, I have more advanced methods that can bring him back to life in a second."

"That's so boring!"

Without a word, Joey pulled out the patch from Nick Fury's exposed body on the ground, preparing to rip off Fury's clothes and give him a 100,000-volt blast:

"Trust me, this thing is definitely better than all your futuristic technology!"

Unfortunately, before he could even get his hands on the left zero and right fire to turn on the electricity, Nick Fury, who had been lying on the ground and had long since died, suddenly opened his eyes. His face was black with anger, and his only remaining eyeball was wide open. He opened his mouth and shouted, "Son of the Beach!"

Fury raised his hand and pressed down on Joey's hands, preparing to stop the latter's impulse to receive electrotherapy, but to his surprise, Joey didn't even utter a sound when he pressed down on him, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets on the spot.

"Look!" Joey, who had successfully amused Fury, turned to look at the "big entrepreneur" Kang:

"I told you this thing would work, didn't I?"

"So, what do you mean—" Kang, holding the defibrillator, seemed a little lost.

Unlike Superman, he didn't scan Fury's physical condition from the start, so he didn't know that Fury was faking his death. Therefore, he genuinely believed that Superman wanted to use an AED to perform CPR on Fury.

So Kang asked timidly, "I've already started this thing, it should be fine, right?"

"Of course it's fine!"

What a joke! A mere thousand volts, what can it do to a body of steel?

I wasn't talking about you!

Kang pointed to Fury, who was holding Joey's hands. Joey turned around and saw that Fury's torso was already stern. "Holy crap!"

Seeing this, Joey quickly told Kang to cut off the power, and then ran over to help him climb into the trunk of the time-traveling Rolls-Royce Phantom to rummage through it.

"Quickly, bring out all your 50th-century medical techniques!"

After all that commotion, Fury, who had regained consciousness, was too exhausted to continue cursing.

He had only faked his death to escape the enemy's sight, but who would have thought that Superman's prank almost killed him?

He slumped onto the table next to him and started his "slacking off" mode:

"Speak up, what do you want to know? Ask away!"

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