Losing the Treasure and the “Troops”

At Old Wang’s words, Egghead instantly bristled. "Who told you that?"

How could such a top-secret plan have leaked… Well, it was not that secret.

With so many people involved, intelligence leaks were perfectly normal. Besides, he had a world-class hacker beside his pillow who broke through S.H.I.E.L.D.’s firewall three times a day and had cuckolded S.H.I.E.L.D. more times than anyone could count.

Other than the handful of core secrets known to very few people, the entire S.H.I.E.L.D. was, in Little Fatty Wang’s eyes, like a beauty draped in sheer gauze. Not only could he see everything, but it was even more exciting. He only hoped that the one Black Forest remained unbreached, or Egghead would feel like jumping into a river.

The Sky Carrier, which had cost tens of billions of dollars to build, was a plan that had only been put on the agenda in recent years. It had taken great effort to secure the Security Council’s approval. Pierce had talked himself hoarse to obtain half the funding, while the other half depended entirely on backroom deals.

If his dark skin had not been so thick, he really could not have endured it.

No matter how important the Winter Soldier was, he could not compare to the Sky Carrier.

Little Fatty Wang, you’ve gone too far!

The Winter Soldier was still not enough.

If you could bring Captain America back to life and get him to join S.H.I.E.L.D., then even if I gave you a Sky Carrier, so wha—

That wouldn’t work either. Wouldn’t Pierce eat me alive?

"Just kidding. I really haven’t seen the Winter Soldier. All right, I’m actually out for a morning run. Bye."

Old Wang hung up and quickened his pace.

On the other end, Egghead was so furious he wanted to smash his phone.

Little Fatty Wang clearly intended to keep the Obelisk for himself, and he most likely knew its secret.

Fine, they could negotiate.

You could take the Obelisk, but could you give me the Winter Soldier?

Egghead paced back and forth, then suddenly made up his mind.

He quickly went downstairs, got into the director’s official car, and sped toward the Azeroth Specialties Shop.

True Qi Burst!

Rising Dragon Strike!

Old Wang hurried on his way, arrived behind the Winter Soldier, and suddenly slammed his palm into his back.

Tiger Palm!

The Winter Soldier staggered. The tremendous force made him lunge forward uncontrollably, while the True Qi that entered his body continuously destroyed his life force.

Knowing he definitely could not escape, the Winter Soldier turned around to face his enemy.

With his mechanical arm gone, he could only fight hand-to-hand with one arm. Old Wang quickly defeated him, then drove a heavy punch straight into his face. The Winter Soldier suffered a double assault on mind and body and collapsed limply to the ground.

"I haven’t even exerted myself, and you’re already down?"

Old Wang sighed. The Winter Soldier truly was one of the weakest Super Heroes in the MCU Avengers. He could not beat Captain America or Black Panther. At most, he ranked above Black Widow and Hawkeye. Against Hulk or Thor, he would only be beaten senseless and probably would not last a single exchange.

Whenever Old Wang thought of the power rankings for the Marvel Universe from his life before last, he wanted to laugh.

When it came to making things up, aside from Chinese webnovels, Marvel was the only one Old Wang acknowledged.

From Omniverse Level, Megaverse Level, and Multiverse Level down to Single-Universe Level, Skyfather/Sub-Skyfather, and then Earth God, the gap in power was beyond description. By the time Old Wang transmigrated, the movie universe did not even have a Single-Universe Level character.

Even its Father-level and Skyfather-level characters were far weaker than their comic counterparts.

If one really counted them, most of the Avengers were Earth-level—

Earth, not Earth God. Only Thor counted as a god.

Speaking solely of Super Heroes in the movie universe, Old Wang preferred another classification.

Daredevil and the Punisher were street-level heroes, while Spider-Man was a city-level hero. Black Widow and Hawkeye fell somewhere in between.

Above them were figures like Thor, Hulk, and Doctor Strange, at the Earth God level.

The Winter Soldier was barely on the same level as Spider-Man. If they really fought, the outcome would definitely be miserable. Little Spider could web his entire face.

Old Wang no longer thought much of opponents like that!

"Thor hasn’t descended to Earth yet, but Hulk is worth considering…" Old Wang nodded to himself. He looked at the Winter Soldier in his bowl, coveted Hulk in the pot, and still had Thor at the market on his mind.

He grabbed the Winter Soldier, slung him over his shoulder, and exchanged for "Teleportation."

A flash of magical light flickered.

Old Wang returned to Chinatown.

New York was still shrouded in night. Three or four in the morning was deep-sleep time, and there was hardly anyone on the streets.

Carrying the Winter Soldier, Old Wang did not go to the Azeroth Specialties Shop. Instead, he went to Robbie’s apartment, bound him with chains, threw him into the freezer, and froze him.

Then he ran back to the Azeroth Specialties Shop.

More than two hundred meters away, he spotted a Chevrolet SUV parked at the entrance.

Egghead, clad in a black trench coat, stepped out of the car. Seeing that slightly chubby figure, he froze.

Little Fatty Wang was actually out for a morning run?

Or was there really a way to move instantly in this world?

After all, even a Quinjet would need an hour to return from that far away!

"Director Fury, you came by this early to inspect the place?"

Old Wang ran up to Egghead, wiped away the sweat he had painstakingly forced out, and smiled. "Are you hunting the Winter Soldier? Did you catch him? Want me to help? Don’t worry, this time I won’t charge you."

Egghead looked Old Wang up and down.

No blood, no wounds, not even a messy hairstyle or dirty clothes—only a strong smell of sweat.

He looked perfectly normal.

But something still felt off.

"I was passing by, so I thought I’d check on you."

Egghead did not know whether Old Wang was putting on an act. This man’s skin was even thicker than his own, and there was no way to tell just from his expression.

Even if he was, there was nothing Egghead could do if he refused to admit it.

He could not beat him, and the Special Ability Users under his command outnumbered everything S.H.I.E.L.D. had accumulated over the years…

Agent Romanoff had just called to say they had tracked the Winter Soldier into the woods, then lost him. Perhaps he had escaped.

There was no way to confirm it.

Hopefully, Little Fatty Wang had killed him.

A dead Winter Soldier was still better than one in Hydra’s hands.

Thinking of this, Egghead felt a little better.

Overall, S.H.I.E.L.D. had won this incident, because Hydra had suffered even worse.

Not only had it failed to seize the Obelisk, but it had also lost so many spies planted inside S.H.I.E.L.D., including Crossbones, whose clearance level and position had both been considerable. If they followed the clues, they would surely pull up plenty of rotten worms.

Most importantly, Hydra had likely even lost the Winter Soldier, its ultimate weapon. How embarrassing…

It was not shameful to be worse than others; what hurt was seeing someone else fare even worse.

Compared with Hydra, Egghead instantly felt that he had come out ahead. After greeting Old Wang, he turned and left.

Such a major incident had occurred, and he had plenty to do today. He had no time to waste here.

He would never admit that the main reason was that he did not want to look at Little Fatty Wang’s punchable face.

"Take care. I won’t see you out."

Old Wang waved him off, entered the shop, shut the door, and winked at Skye.

"Did you get the Obelisk?"

Skye was clearly still thinking about what Old Wang had said earlier. She hurriedly asked, "You said the Obelisk was my future. What exactly did you mean?"

"Exactly what it sounds like. With it, your future won’t be a dream."

Old Wang took out the case and smashed it open with a punch, revealing the high-tech-looking Obelisk inside. Smiling, he asked, "Do you remember the Three Great Cosmic Empires I told you about?"