"In the future, for every ten-fold increase in gravity your research can achieve, I will give you a new pair of door keys. If it can increase gravity by twenty-fold, I will give you two pairs, and so on, with no upper limit."
Adam smiled, offering an incredibly tempting condition.
He wasn't lying. If Nick Fury could increase the Gravity Chamber's gravity by over ten thousand times, he would gladly hand over more than a thousand door keys.
The Gravity Chamber's value to him was incomparable to mere door keys.
"Also, although these door keys have the ability to teleport, they are essentially still red wine glasses.
You must... absolutely not drop them. If they shatter, I will not make you another pair."
Nick Fury's mouth twitched at the remark. "You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?"
He knew that S.H.I.E.L.D. would definitely use the door keys for Agents on dangerous missions, yet he gave them fragile red wine glasses.
Judging by how Adam made the door keys just now, it seemed he could make anything into a door key. It would have been better to just use a bullet as a door key; it would be durable and easy to carry.
However, he wasn't foolish enough to ask Adam to switch them, because he knew Adam was doing it intentionally.
Although he gave a pair of door keys as a sign of sincerity, they were flawed. They could only be carefully preserved for safe teleportation, serving as a reminder for him to perfect the Gravity Chamber technology sooner to receive more suitable door keys.
Carefully placing the two red wine glasses on the table, Nick Fury pressed his earpiece and instructed:
"Agent Hill, immediately find two containers to protect these red wine glasses."
"Understood."
Although Agent Hill, who was waiting outside the door, didn't understand why, she immediately went to do it.
"By the way, Director Fury, I really didn't expect you to send S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents to my World's Greatest Ability User Tournament. That's quite a show of respect."
Seeing that his objective had been achieved, Adam sat on the sofa and teased.
Nick Fury, however, replied without batting an eye:
"There was no other way. The President insisted that S.H.I.E.L.D. participate, saying he wanted to see our strength, otherwise he wouldn't approve S.H.I.E.L.D.'s budget for next year. I had no choice."
"Director, it's done."
They hadn't chatted for long when a knock sounded at the door; it was Agent Hill returning.
Carefully placing the two red wine glasses into the containers, Nick Fury, in a good mood, greeted Adam and then left with Agent Hill.
"So, it was to test my strength. I'll give you a surprise then."
Watching the two leave, Adam retrieved the Adamantium briefcase from the corner and went back to continue his Training.
His Legilimency Spell hadn't reached the point where he could instantly view all of a person's memories from childhood to adulthood.
He could only detect fragments of memories related to what the other person was thinking at that moment.
So, when he had just asked Nick Fury why he wanted the Agents to attend this convention, although Nick Fury hadn't revealed his true intentions, Adam had already detected them with the Legilimency Spell.
However, after learning Nick Fury's true purpose, he wasn't worried at all.
Because he knew that all schemes and tricks were futile in the face of absolute power!
He currently possessed absolute power relative to S.H.I.E.L.D., and he wasn't afraid of being tested.
The next day, in the center of Wood City.
Square competition venues, generated by Wood Release, slowly rose, surrounded by countless lucky spectators who had rushed from hotels and reporters conducting live broadcasts.
Directly opposite the arena, there was a specially constructed high platform with hundreds of conspicuous individual seats.
In the center of the seats sat Adam, clad in golden armor, who was also the final big BOSS the winner of this competition would challenge.
To Adam's left and right sat elderly individuals in formal attire, ordinary people, yet their demeanor and gestures indicated they held high positions.
These were none other than high-ranking officials sent by various countries, including Ministers of State Councils, Ministers of Foreign Affairs, and the Minister of Defense, among others.
For instance, the person sitting to Adam's left was an old acquaintance, the Minister of Defense he had met before at the White House.
These people naturally didn't come to chase stars and watch the excitement like the ordinary spectators.
Adam and the League of Heroes's power had already made all human leaders feel very troublesome. This visit was also to observe and evaluate the strength and danger level of the World's Inhumans.
This would help them adjust their future attitude towards Inhumans.
Inhumans—this is the current term humans use for all people with special abilities.
Whether you are a Mutant, genetically mutated, artificially injected with gene-enhancing Agents, possessed by aliens, or even an alien life form yourself, as long as you surpass the normal abilities of ordinary humans, you can be classified as an Inhuman.
Even someone like Iron Man, who fights using his Iron Man Suit, can be classified as an Inhuman.
The word "Mutant" is no longer commonly used by the public.
Now, almost most ordinary people, influenced by the League of Heroes, not just children but adults too, all dream of becoming Inhumans.
Because becoming an Inhuman means you can join the League of Heroes, become a Superheroes, and even if you don't become a Superheroes, the same job pays ten times more than normal, with no danger.
Imagine you were just a poor office worker, earning three thousand a month, barely able to make ends meet, with buying a house, a car, and marrying a wife being a distant dream.
But once you become an Inhuman, even if your ability is the most useless kind, your salary can be thirty thousand a month, three hundred and sixty thousand a year, allowing you to buy a house and get married in three or four years of effort.
If there are missions that require your ability, like those in this convention such as making flowers bloom or maintaining order, there's an additional bonus of one hundred or eighty thousand.
Money holds immense temptation for all ordinary people. When being an Inhuman becomes a symbol of money, how can ordinary people not love it? Who would go against money?
Only the high-ranking officials remained sober, understanding that if Adam controlled these Inhumans and did something like Magneto, the World could be overturned in an instant.
Therefore, they had to take this World's Greatest Ability User Tournament seriously.
The audience below and the reporters clearly recognized these high-ranking leaders of their respective countries sitting in the specially designated seats. Before the convention began, cameras were eagerly pointed at them.
The atmosphere on site also grew more enthusiastic.
The fact that so many high-ranking leaders from various countries came to the World's Greatest Ability User Tournament further highlighted its immense significance.
These high-ranking leaders also habitually raised their hands, smiled, and nodded.
Adam merely smiled at the sight. This was why he agreed to let these high-ranking officials attend the live viewing; it perfectly helped to further elevate the prestige of his convention.