Chapter 539: 64. The time of hibernation recovery (Part 2)

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"To deal with good hunters, we have to be more patient than him. If we want to lay traps, we have to be more careful."
Code-named "Speaker", the voice of Alexander Pierce, the chairman of the World Security Council, sounded in the ears of Mrs. Hydra, who had been resurrected from death and occupied the body of poor Ms. Lars:
"We will use him to clear some obstacles and introduce him into the trap. I will do this."
"But the last failure has proved my long-standing claim that conspiracy and trickery alone will not work. We still need some power, some extra, some extraordinary power."
Pierce took a sip of wine and said:
"This matter, you have to leave it to a professional person to do it. This is something you will need to deal with in the next period of time."
"To be honest, Pierce."
Mrs. Larson said with disgust:
"I don't plan to do anything with you anymore. I have more important things to do."
"No, ma'am, you are just a little angry now, and feel that you have been abandoned, but it is not the case, let me persuade you."
Pierce seemed to have anticipated the idea of ​​the leader of the black wizard. He said slowly:
"On the North American continent, the last stronghold of the black wizards, the sulfur port’s caster guild, was taken over by the United Magic Congress a month ago. 80% of your most loyal and hidden subordinates They were all thrown into the Forbidden Demon Prison, and 10% were sent directly to the gallows. Well, this is my acquiescence."
"The black wizards on the European side have also been hit by the joint efforts of the Ministry of Magic and the European Division of SHIELD in the past few years. They have to flee...you guessed it, madam, who issued it. Pursuit order?"
"you..."
Mrs. Larson gritted her teeth and said:
"Are you admonishing?"
"I just want to remind you..."
Pierce said:
"We live in a world that is not free. Everyone has to make some decisions that they don’t like. I mean, it’s up to you. I gave your subordinate the opportunity to resurrect you, madam, but as long as I Make a phone call, and the person you fear the most will appear in front of you in less than a minute, and this time, no one will save you again."
"Then let the fish die!"
Mrs. Hydra is also not a troublesome character. She said:
"You can try if you call faster, or if I give your true identity to that person faster! Don't threaten me, Pierce, don't threaten a wizard!"
"Oh, whatever you want."
Pierce said with a smile:
"Just go tell the news. If you can persuade him to believe that I am the supreme leader of the Hydra, then I am willing to kill him. Who do you think he will believe more? You? Or me?"
The two stalemate for a moment, Pierce said again:
"Okay, we are all people on a boat, and now this broken ship has begun to leak. If we don’t abandon the contradiction, ignore the needs of each other and work together, then what will be awaited for us will be the result of drowning. ."
"Madam, listen to me. I threaten you not just to threaten you, I just want to let you know how bad the situation is now, so that you can converge your flying style, the real low-key, ordinary and low-key is Our best protective color... If you calm down, I will talk about your next task."
"If you are not calm, then I can only... give up on you."
"Fur..."
In the dim basement, Mrs. Larson stared at the red skull octopus emblem on the opposite wall. After a moment, she took a breath and said:
"Speak, what do you need me to do?"
"Very well, I know that you who can become the leader of the black wizard are definitely not a reckless person."
Pierce said:
"What I need you to do is very simple. I said before, relying on conspiracy and tricks won’t make a big deal. We need extraordinary power. I mean, we really belong to us, loyal to our power, and conservative strangers only Worship their gods, and in our future order, there is no place for'God', they are untrustworthy, they need to be sacrificed."
"And their sacrifices and counterattacks before death can earn enough time for us, ma'am, I need you to use this last time to make us our super fighters!"
"and many more!"
Mrs. Larson interrupted Pierce's words, and she said doubtfully:
"Isn't the wasp serum already in your hands? Damn it, because of this thing, I encountered bad luck. Don't tell me that the serum test failed?"
"No, it's still there, but I can't risk using it until the decisive battle between the bayonets on both sides comes."
Pierce regretted and regretted:
"If I knew the joints, I would not allow you to launch that attack because of this stupid serum, it almost completely destroyed us. The anger and hatred erupting from that person’s heart was like wildfire It’s scary, and it made us and him completely sever the possibility of union. It’s a shame...if he’s on our side...how good it should be.

"Oh, this shows that you are not omnipotent, Lord Pierce."
Mrs. Larson sarcastically said:
"I hope this time when you are planning, you have taken into account all the unexpected factors. I don’t want to die again because of your negligence. Now I am...weak."
"Relax, this time won't make you show your face."
Pierce quickly converged his senseless regret, and calmly said:
"He is really capable, but his ability can also be used by us. In the process of annihilating the sulfur port mob, because of him, we collected some useful things, and soon someone will put those things Send it to you."
"What is it?"
Mrs. Larson asked:
"I have to make an assessment first."
"It's some biological samples."
Pierce said:
"The biologists of SHIELD told me that those samples contained a special gene fragment that could allow life to evolve almost infinitely. I also consulted some professionals. He told me that if the direction of infinite evolution If it’s controllable, then it’s very simple to build a batch of super fighters."
"Not so easy!"
Mrs. Larson is not just a black wizard, she is also an excellent biologist. She told Pierce:
"Not to mention that the gene fragment is not as magical as you said, it means gene transplantation and targeted cultivation, which requires too much energy and resources, and this kind of thing is more like the current technological level. It was luck."
"Try your luck? No."
Pierce shook his head:
"I found an assistant for you. His name is Jason Wood. It’s a guy I picked up from the Arkham Asylum in Gotham City. A talented biologist, he told me that he had The research results can help us achieve a controlled transplantation of gene fragments in a short time. I don’t know if what he said is true or not, but I don’t mind trying it.

"Also, AIM, who had been suppressed by the man and Fury and had to be transferred underground, was also in difficult circumstances and was forced to throw an olive branch at us. They wanted to return to the Hydra, I have agreed Yes. AIM’s research blueprint has many research results on biofortification, and they will also assist you in this matter.

"I have prepared an underground laboratory for you in the mountains of Colorado, and I have also registered a medical company. The person in charge of the company writes your name. As long as you don’t show your outstandingness too much, believe me, no People will find that you are back."
"Ok."
Seeing that Pierce had planned so solidly, Mrs. Larson no longer refuted the idea.
After all, the situation is stronger than people, in this case, bowing is not a stupid choice.
"In addition to the endlessly evolved gene fragments, there is one more thing. In fact, the reason why I resurrected you at this moment is precisely because of it."
Pierce said:
"After all, professional things have to be done by professional people."
"During your sleep, the mythological and legendary vampire Dracula tried to occupy Sulphur Port, but the high-profile stupid vampire was soon defeated by the man and his righteous companions, but just like the infinitely evolved Like the genetic fragments, His Excellency Dracula also left us some'legacy'."
"Our agents took great pains to capture a few samples from those blood illusions..."
"It's useless."
Mrs. Larson reluctantly said to Pierce:
"I know Dracula's blood river ability, the Dark God Book once told me this... Those illusions are just the appearance of Dracula's power, and there is no connection with his body, I guess, the ones you captured This illusion is now rapidly breaking down, right?"
"Ok."
Pierce represented his answer with a nasal sound.
"That's normal. Without Dracula's own manipulation, you don't need you to do it. Those illusions without reason can't survive for a month."
"But we have another thing."
Pierce said again:
"Several aliens caught by Dracula were taken in by us when they fled. They were injected with Dracula's source blood..."
"Huh? Source blood..."
Mrs. Larson's eyes narrowed. She said:
"If it's blood, it won't work, but I still need a few pure blood vampires to make samples, you know, Pierce, to recover such a legendary vampire, it takes a lot of things, and it requires a lot of complicated steps. , Lethal rate and runaway rate are also very good, you better prepare a few more samples."
"Ok."
Pierce said:
"The samples you need will be sent directly to your laboratory in a few days."
The speaker's voice stopped. After a while, he said:
"That's all I want to say, what else do you have to add?"
"Have!"
Larson replied:
"I have two requirements."
"First, during this period of time when I helped you, you have to help me too. I need the knowledge of the Dark God Book. That book is still in this world. I can feel that you have to help me find it."
"Second, it is related to the experiment you want me to do. In order to ensure that the samples can last longer, and also to ensure their actual combat ability in the future, I need some additional gene fragments. Some gene fragments with self-healing. .. Have you heard of a mutant named Logan who is so self-healing that it is almost immortal?"
A flash of light flashed in Mrs. Larson's eyes. She said:
"I want his blood, the more the better!"
"Yes, let me figure out a way."
Pierce agreed readily, he told:
"It's better not to stay on the east coast. It's not safe here. After you recover, go to Colorado."
"Ok."
Mrs. Lars nodded, and at the end of the call, she asked again:
"What's the name of that place? And which company did you give me... Don't tell me, you gave it a weird name again."
"No, not at all."
Pierce said softly:
"I gave it a great name, umbrella...the protector of the new order."
"As for your laboratory, it is in a place called Raccoon City."
"Raccoon City? Never heard of it."
"Oh, isn't that better?"

"That was the first time I saw so many people die because of me and were displaced because of me. The strong sense of guilt made me almost unable to breathe."
In the hall of the mysterious house, Merlin was lying on the sofa. He told his past story in a low tone. From his expression, this open-hearted chat made Merlin's mental state better.
But instead, on the sofa next to him, Miss Zatana's expression was not very good-looking.
She is a sentimental person with a valuable empathic character. She was attracted by Merlin's story, a story full of darkness and a hint of hope and light.
"It was also at that time that I finally realized that when you face those problems that you are chasing after, you can't solve them by running away."
Merlin says:
"You can only choose to face it, or continue to let the innocent die because of you, and then spend your life as cowards and sinners in the shadow of those deaths."
"I chose to face it. I am very thankful for the choice at the time. It made me now. At least I have a sharp part in my character, which came from the choice at that time."
Speaking of which, Merlin opened his eyes suddenly, he turned to look at Zatana, he smiled and said:
"It's getting late, Zatana, you should go home. Thank you for listening to me nagging for so long."
"No, no, we still have time."
Zatana looked at her watch a little bit in a hurry, and it took less than an hour to pass, which was far from the limit of 8 hours of being alone. What’s more, if you couldn’t hear the story, you couldn’t follow the story. Design a hypnotic method to complete the in-depth spiritual communication between her and Merlin.
Miss Magician coughed a few times, then stretched out her hand and pressed Merlin back to the sofa again. She was sitting next to Merlin, and the fragrance of violet flowers haunted her. She seriously said to Merlin:
"I am a doctor, you are a patient, Merlin, listen to me."
"After telling this story..."
"The night is still very long, we still have time."
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