American Comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

Chapter 254 Nick wants to have a big fight!

Author: Read books all my life

Chapter 254 Nick wants to have a big fight!

S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters.

Nick Fury, who was flying a Quinjet back from the space carrier, missed Agent Phil Coulson who came to greet him on the tarmac of the building.

"Where is the person he asked me to find?" Nick's windbreaker was fluttering messily in the strong wind, and his voice was somewhat distorted in the wind.

"He has sent people to meet the top designers from major game companies. They are all waiting outside the conference room. There are many others who need to arrive later." Agent Phil's thinning hair was blowing stubbornly in the wind.

Standing upright, he walked beside his head, Zai Si, with one leg in front to block the wind, and said in a loud voice.

"Very good, take him there." Nick nodded with satisfaction.

After the alliance meeting was disbanded, he asked Luke and Strange for some information about the nightmare, and then obtained some suggestions from Luke. As soon as he returned to the space carrier, he hurriedly returned to the east

Arranged.

After reading the information about Nightmare, he also agreed with Luke's suggestion. It would not be difficult to create a dream-like virtual game for Nightmare with the help of Data Dimension's super platform.

As long as we take good measures and sign a relevant contract with Meng Tanyan, then that cooperation may very well be a benchmark cooperation of mutual benefit between humans and demons.

Nick puts its emphasis on everything that exists. Unless the world comes to an end, any SHIELD business or organization will have to give in to that.

Besides, SHIELD didn't just hire a part-time worker with little pay at that time. If the game script and design were adopted and used, then Odin and the others certainly wouldn't mind paying Nick some money. Even according to Luke, he formed

His team can become one of the operators in the future. If he can come up with designs and results that satisfy Nightmare, his position will be more stable.

God knows how touched Nick was when he heard that promise. He has been Luke's close partner for so long since before he became rich. He has witnessed Luke's growth, witnessed the emergence of new talents, and participated in

The establishment of a new currency, the introduction of mages and more incredible hidden worlds.

During that process, he also changed from a rich and wealthy class to a poor man with a lot of money and a large amount of foreign debt.

Is there no money in his legs?

No! Now SHIELD no longer needs him to make various deductions and excuses to apply for funds. Now SHIELD is the heart and soul of the board of directors. Not only has the funding increased by a level, but Nick's authority has also been upgraded.

Quite a few.

He can cooperate with the planet's nuclear power. He is very rich, including the tycoon Tony Stark, but only if Luke and Hyperion are excluded.

To be honest, Luke and Hyperion may not have more real money in their legs than he does, but he doesn’t ask for real money! Luke has as many good things in his legs as Hyperion, and other organizations like A.D.

If you want, you can buy it with new currency.

Hei Bolun recognizes that!

Thinking of that, Nick couldn't help but clenched his teeth a little. He owed so much money, did Luke and his Hyboron really deserve the credit? Even Nick could get some piecemeal information from it.

Luke and the other big guys earn some new currency out of sight, and very unlikely to save any money.

I have a lot of debt, I have a lot of expenses, and now I am raising several giant companies that are in the early stages of transformation and are undergoing technological upgrades. Nick can't wait to break a piece of new currency into ten petals and spend it.

Even though he was already very frugal, his debts were snowballing every year at a rate that made his heart ache. Fortunately, the captain and his series of raids, Hyperion and the Supreme Mage agreed to release a debt every year.

Batch new currency to exchange with real currency.

In name, it is open to all forces, but in reality, the only ones who participate in the exchange feast every year are SHIELD and the few council members behind it. And among them, SHIELD, as the heart of each country, can eat at least

Half as a share.

After all, Hyperion does not have business for ordinary people, so there is no problem in storing more real currency to improve some welfare. Anyway, the amount of new currency released is not much.

The mages of the Supreme Mage lineage are not really free from desires and have no contact with the outside world. They also need a certain source of funds. They don’t need to do anything, and they can exchange it for a generous amount of real currency every year.

The mages are also very satisfied with maintaining Yidong's life and expanding Yidong's team.

Nick and the council members behind him really hope that Luke and the mages can exchange more, but neither party is stupid. After all, whether the new currency is linked to the new amount, or whether it is extracted and refined, combined with Hyperion

A new amount of energy can be compressed with the power of the mages and the two families.

Regardless of whether Hyperion or the mages, the demand for new quantities and new currencies is increasing sharply every month, it is a necessity.

What about real money?

Then it is really just paper used to maintain a simple life. More is good, less is okay.

Nick and the council members behind him want too much and provide too little hard currency, so they will naturally face a long-term situation of being unable to make ends meet. It is natural that debts are constantly being replenished and added every year.

As one of the earliest founders of the alliance when the alliance was established, Nick has almost no sense of existence and is not even a mascot. He is in great need of a new source of monetary income that is sustainable and stable.

However, he could not think about it in his mind before. Without the help of the Supreme Master and Ancient One, he and his SHIELD were not even qualified to walk in that conference room. Even if he was walking in that position now,

Nothing can be done. But there are two completely different situations whether the position is there or not.

Just like now, a big gift package was thrown at his head during the meeting.

Odin and other big guys are too lazy to get involved in that kind of thing, and they won't get involved. As a member of the alliance, even if SHIELD is regarded as a vassal of Luke and the Sorcerer Supreme, it can still be regarded as one of its own.

Unsurprisingly, tasks that all the big bosses couldn't see and couldn't handle were thrust into his arms. The kind that came with generous rewards.

Before Nick arrived, he had already passed the news with the major directors of the council, and they all worked hard to pack up their own local gaming talents and deliver them to SHIELD. There was no wrangling in the past, and the work efficiency was extremely high. It can be said that all the way

Green light.

"There is a mission that we must complete."

Pushing open the door of the conference room, Nick strode in with his legs. He looked at the chief designers and planners from major game companies who were looking at each other with stern expressions. He took the lead and ordered in an unquestionable tone.

.

"Who are we?" A chubby man stood up from his chair with difficulty and shouted to Nick.

"Get rid of the high-level special department." Nick propped his legs on the circular conference table, leaned forward, and looked around at the walking gamers with his intact one eye: "I can think that that department has a presence on that planet.

Infinite power."

"Why am I looking for them? They are just a group of game designers." A thin man next to the fat man also said.

"He needs us to make a game for him." Nick said, moving his legs away from the conference table, leaning back, taking a document from Agent Maria Hill's legs, and at the same time motioning for her to print it out.

The documents were distributed, and he threw the document bag in his lap on the table, and tapped it with his fingers: "The specific content and requirements are all there, and we must follow the requirements.

And we must use all our skills and inspiration."

"What about their own games?" Another questioning voice sounded.

"Throw it away. Put your energy and manpower into his side!" Nick answered without any hesitation.

"I can't do that, they will suffer a huge loss! Do I want their previous efforts to be wasted?" an angry voice sounded.

"If I think so, then I can think so." Nick took out the gun from his waist and gently placed it on the table: "I can complain to him afterwards, or even call the police or sue him.

Yes. But the premise is no, we have to complete his mission first."

"What to do with their losses?" a female voice asked.

Nick glanced at the woman who shut up and said, "They will help fill the gap. If our game design is good enough to be selected before, then what we will get will not only be generous money. There is much more that is not open to ordinary people."

technologies and products.”

"Can he ask Dong about our capital expenditure? How much money do we plan to use to make that game?" A steady male voice picked up the file bag distributed to him at the table and asked while looking at it.

Nick tilted his head, and dozens of big and round agents came behind him carrying heavy sacks. They lifted them up with force, and the table top of the conference table shook as they were placed on it one by one.

The messy and numerous banknotes, exuding the smell of fresh ink, were like a rain of banknotes, covering the table and the surrounding ground. The extremely impactful scene made many people present and their consciousness widen.

eyes.

"There is no limit. There is no limit to money, no limit to support, no limit to anything! While we are doing this, even if we want to eat the flesh of alien creatures, they can get it for me. Just ask us to accept it.

Do it seriously and really go all out.

If you like us, our colleagues from all over the world will come over. We will be divided into groups for review and competition again and again, and every winner will receive generous rewards!

If the best of us outside the industry can't produce satisfactory works, then they will acquire a company where one of us works, and then conduct design and script auditions around the world. He hopes to start without asking to leave.

To that point.

Do we have any problems?" Nick ignored the money falling on the ground, and after finishing speaking, he looked around and asked.

"What about the technology? Do they use their own technology to make it first? Do we give a production deadline and how long is it?" A person raised his leg.

"No, no, no, throw away all the garbage in our homes. They have better technology and platforms. What we want to create is a big production that can accommodate hundreds of millions of players. Apart from them, there is no one else.

Provide us with that technology." Nick waved his leg.

Several burly agents were guarded by a group of armed soldiers. They approached with several metal password boxes and swept the banknotes on the conference table to the ground. With serious expressions, they carefully entered the password and opened the box.

Nick was in front, turning one of the boxes in the direction of the game designers. He stretched out his legs and took out a silver-red ruler-like metal bar from inside, and opened it in full view of everyone.

It gently buckled onto his leg and wrist, and the silver-red metal bar like a ruler instantly bent into a display head, tightly binding it to Nick's leg and wrist.

"Then each of the instruments they provide us has a corresponding serial number. The serial number is unique. Once activated and logged in, it will be bound to our mental fluctuations. We can use it to connect to

Their host." Nick didn't tell the truth there. Regardless of Luke's data dimension or other, there is currently confidential information that only a few people know. Of course, Nick can't just leak it out.

"As for time? The sooner the better! Their technology is enough to allow us to reduce a lot of complicated and time-wasting processes. Just ask us to come up with our own designs and scripts, and the technology will soon make it come into being. Their time is very tight.

Ladies and gentlemen, we must be prepared to work overtime until late at night. We don’t need to worry about anything outside. Whether it’s our family or our boss, they have already taken care of it for us. We have prepared something, and if you need help, you can

Mention it and start working as soon as possible." Nick said resolutely.

…

"Don't worry, he will protect me." Thor held his hammer, his face was unshaven, and he looked haggard, but his mental state was unexpectedly high. In other words, he looked like a man who had been restrained for a long time.

The crazy husky, even if he stood still, could not hide his lively mood that would go crazy at any moment.

"He actually wants to beg Loki to accompany him." Strange covered his face and lamented.

"Loki? He is very good at handling affairs, but he is not good at fighting as a bodyguard." Thor put his leg on Strange's shoulder, hugged him into his arms, and locked his shoulders tightly.

I'm afraid that he will shout about the replacement. Can he finally get that opportunity and get rid of those troublesome affairs that make him have no love in life? He doesn't know how to deal with those affairs? Can't he leave it to them?

?

"He doesn't want to fight! He suggested that I start the fight without even asking. Remember, they are going to discuss business! Business, do I understand?" Strange stood in front of the portal he opened, and stepped through it.

When he entered, he turned to Thor solemnly and reminded him.

"Don't worry, he won't move his legs first!" Thor grabbed Strange and stepped directly into the portal. Together with the portal, he disappeared in place.

PS: Thanks to classmate Jingjing Defeng for the reward.

(End of chapter)