Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 825 You are a dead man
night.

The two adjacent camps located on the Antarctic ice sheet show a different look.

The piercing machine at the Aegis camp stopped.

Without him.

Even if people don’t want to rest, machines need to rest, especially at night in Antarctica. Although Stark’s machinery is the standard of quality, there is nothing wrong with being careful. What if Stark’s machinery freezes? ?
Spend another 3000 million to find Stark Industries to make an urgent order?

If that's the case, Phil Coulson believes that their director will definitely count the 500 million bill this time on his head.

Coulson doesn't have that much money.

All his money was spent on maintaining Laura.

S.H.I.E.L.D. agents were squatting in twos and threes in the warm barracks, drinking wine and telling American jokes. The atmosphere was very relaxed.

As for Oxford next door to Aegis?
Dr. Kruppen took off his glasses and looked at the test results displayed on their equipment while muttering to himself: "I can't believe it, I can't believe it."

The rest of Dr. Kruppen's team also opened their mouths and stared at the data displayed on the instrument in astonishment.

The reason for being stunned is simple.

The mammoth ice cubes placed in the special room at noon had almost melted, and Kluppen's team also used special tools to take out a little sample for inspection.

Check the data display.

This is not only the most perfectly preserved mammoth, the most important point is that the sample taken is alive.

Live.

what does this mean?
This means that the mammoth's body function has not been completely lost, which means that the mammoth has not died.

but……

The fair-skinned Frederick blinked and looked at Evelyn, the ecologist who took the sample, and asked, "Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

Evelyn also recovered from the shock brought by the data, glanced at Frederick and said angrily: "Please trust my professionalism."

Federico, who was pursuing Evelyn, hurriedly raised his hand to show that he had said something wrong.

Coulson, who was dragged by Mark to visit, was also confused.

Coulson stepped forward and looked at Dr. Kruppen's team and said, "Wait, are you sure this mammoth is not dead?"

That would be great if that's the case.

There were German scientists before World War II.

Now there are ancient mammoths.

If even the frozen mammoth is not dead, then Coulson is even more sure that his idol Captain America is 100% sure not dead, but in a frozen state.

After all, in Coulson's mind, his idol Captain America is much stronger than the German scientists of World War II, and much more powerful than the ancient mammoth.

This is completely the psychology of the little fanboy.

It cannot be understood with general thinking.

Dr. Kluppen rubbed his eyes and put his eyes back on, watching the mammoth lying on the huge stage in the isolation room through the glass.

Jesus Christ.

Dr. Kluppen seems to have seen that this year's Nobel Prize must be his own, and he will be a blockbuster at this year's Nobel Prize meeting.

Think about it.

Dr. Kluppen immediately calmed down his excitement and said to the ecologist Evelyn: "Confirm once."

Evelyn looked at the dripping mammoth on the stage, then looked at Dr. Kluppen, hesitating to speak.

Without him.

The reason why Evelyn just mined the samples just now was that she subconsciously believed that the mammoth was dead and unable to move.

But now?

This mammoth may still be alive, which brings another problem. You must know that in ancient times, the rations of mammoths were all kinds of dinosaurs.

What if Evelyn goes in now and the mammoth lives?
Evelyn looked down at her figure.

Although it is beautiful, it is probably just a matter of a mammoth just waking up.

Yes.

Evelyn flinched.

She was an ecologist, not a biologist, and she had come along for the simple reason that Oxford University had sent her to oversee Dr. Cruppen's group.

The ecological balance of Antarctica is a major event concerning the whole world.

The big black man who was drinking hot cocoa on the chair next to him put down his water glass and said directly to Dr. Kruppen, "I'll do it."

Dr. Kluppen looked at the black guy and nodded.

Just take a sample.

How much professional reserve can be needed?

The black guy showed two rows of teeth towards Evelyn. After grabbing the tissue cell extractor from the table, he pushed open the side door and walked towards the room where the mammoth was placed.

buzzing.

The six exhaust fans in the room turned on all the horsepower to dissipate the moisture in the room. As soon as the black guy entered, he saw the mammoth on the stage that had broken away from the ice and brought him great pressure.

The long and sharp ivory shone like white jade.

Huge head.

Strong limbs.

And... the fluffy and moist hair covering the whole body.

As the equipment administrator of the Oxford Department of Biology, the black guy couldn't help swallowing his saliva and said through the intercom in the room: "Doctor, how is the situation now?"

Dr. Klupen glanced at the real-time device connected to the mammoth's signs.

The data does not have any fluctuations.

Dr. Kruppen said: "It should be an error with the equipment. After all, the weather here is really a burden for our equipment."

The black guy felt a little relieved.

Subsequently.

The black guy fiddled with the extraction equipment in his hand and walked to the side of the stage.

Mark outside couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Mammoths were dead before.

Mark is sure.

but now?
Mark lowered his head thoughtfully.

If the German scientist and Captain America were able to survive after being frozen for so many years because of drugs, then what about this mammoth that suddenly showed signs of life under the perception of his Hades power?

drug?

Or some kind of ancient virus?

Mark looked up, and the black guy at this moment had successfully collected samples.

Just when the black guy was about to return.

I don't know what the black guy was thinking, but he turned around and pressed the mammoth's belly with his hands.

It turns out.

If you don't die, you don't die.

Now it's the black guy who is doing his best.

puff.

"what!"

The big black man directly covered his hands and yelled and fell backwards.

"Shet."

"what happened?"

"..."

Unlike the people in the observation room who were suddenly tense and didn't understand what happened, at the moment the black guy touched the mammoth, Mark clearly saw a black thing go straight into the black guy's palm.

The black guy in the room covered his bleeding right hand and said to everyone, "Xie Te, the hair of this mammoth is like a steel knife."

Look inside.

Mark said to Coulson next to him, "Are there any vacant rooms in your camp?"

Coulson was slightly taken aback, then nodded.

Mark smiled and said, "Okay, don't you think it's an honor for me to sleep with you tonight?"

Colson: "..."

(End of this chapter)