When Valoran meets the hero of American comics

After processing, a thin layer of ice formed on Dr. Killian's body. Two soldiers came over and took over Jerrick's work. While pouring warm water on Killian's body, they polished it with a special carving knife. Ice. .

Feeling that it was almost done, one of the soldiers who was half-kneeling on the ground stood up and took the metal barrel filled with silver tin-colored liquid handed by a researcher. Then he dipped a small brush into the liquid in the barrel, little by little. brushed all over the ice sculpture's body.

The special dye solidifies quickly, and the color changes from silver tin to dark white after solidification. It looks no different from plaster.

From Jerick's perspective, Dr. Killian after the disguise work was completed, was no different from the plaster sculptures commonly used in art schools. Moreover, due to the trimming of the ice layer, the appearance of the sculpture was the most common "David".

Now if you put it in front of General Ross and tell him that this is Dr. Killian, I'm afraid he won't believe it, but will think that this is a deception to himself.

"I'm leaving, Mars."

Watching the two soldiers put the sculpture of "David" into a metal cabinet and fill the empty space with soft linings, Jerrick nodded with satisfaction and turned to the still indignant mummer. Mars said something.

"Want me to send you off?"

When Mars heard this, he stopped chattering and looked up at Jerrick, his face full of ridicule.

"gun!"

He pointed at the cryogun held by Mars. That was the reason why Jerick had the patience to chat with this crazy guy before leaving.

"What do you mean?"

Thomas stared at Jerrick intently, with a cold look on his face.

"I was ordered to take the cryogun back, so give it to me!"

Jerick knew that Mars was a little anxious because of the finishing work, but this was indeed an order from him, so his words did not leave room for the other party to refute.

"It's a one-time use, it's useless this time!"

Mars stood up from his chair, his voice was high, and his hands were waving subconsciously, looking very excited.

"Calm down..."

"It's useless!"

Before Jerrick could finish his advice, he was interrupted by Mars. He looked at the person who asked for the gun and repeated his answer again, with a stubborn expression.

"This is my order..."

"It's useless!"

Another stubborn interruption made Jerick begin to wonder if the other party was mentally disturbed.

"Let me take it back!"

Mars' unreasonable troubles made Jerick extremely impatient. Instead of explaining the research value of the "freezing gun" to him, he replied arrogantly.

"Did they ask you to take me back?"

He asked calmly, without the slightest sense of urgency of a drowning man grasping at straws.

Such a strange attitude made Jerick feel cold. He adjusted his attitude and said in a calm voice: "I am not responsible for the relevant matters, so I can't answer you on this matter."

"I have to order you to take a useless gun back, and I, a Ph.D. in physics from the University of Toronto, have to stay here and wait to die?"

"Mars, you..."

Jerick wanted to say something, but Mars ignored him at all and kept talking to himself, leaving all his words of relief stuck in his throat.

"I like money, yes, otherwise as a researcher of a special military agency, I wouldn't secretly join the damn Hydra."

"Thomas——"

"Come on, Jerrick, you are just like me. You don't even know where to open the door to the base. Stop pretending to be such a fanatic."

The experimental group was all members of Hydra, but their loyalty to the organization varied.

Thomas and Jerick were both pure researchers, and they both joined Hydra or Baron Strucker halfway.

Although I agree with Hydra, I can't talk about loyalty. At least when I die, I won't say "cut off one and grow two", let alone shout "Hydra".

"you……"

Jerick was choked by Thomas and couldn't speak for a long time. Seeing that the others were still paying no attention and going about their own business, he felt relieved and said angrily: "What on earth do you want to say?"

"I have my own research team. Even General Ross can't force me to do things I don't want to do, such as slaying a male peacock who is engaged in biological research!"

"Why am I here, and why am I helping that guy with a chin that reaches up to his forehead to do the 'extremis virus tissue alienation experiment under gamma rays'?"

"Yes, General Ross's request, but if there is no force from the organization, will I come to kill him?"

"The first person I asked to attack was Dr. Bruce Banner, who was doing the experiment of 'The Birth of the Hulk'!"

"He got Dr. Banner?"

"Does the drug serum he developed that is no different from poison be able to give birth to the finished product of Hulk?"

"Hulk was an accident. Even Bruce Banner couldn't replicate that success!"

Jerick did not follow Thomas' words, but retorted angrily.

Unlike Thomas, who has a background in physics, Jerrick has a Ph.D. in biology.

Although Killian did not allow him to participate in the core experiment, he did play an irreplaceable role in this research.

In other words, the "Super Soldier Serum" developed by Killian also embodies his hard work, and of course it cannot tolerate Thomas's slander.

"The organization asked me to come and attack him, but I endured it!"

Thomas did not argue with Jerrick anymore, but changed the topic back to himself: "He always disliked me because I worked with Dr. Banner, and I tolerated it."

"Not only did I endure it, I was as humble as the servant he bought with money, holding back my disgust to praise him and belittle Dr. Banner."

"For what?"

"Franklin? Of course! Afraid of the threat and liquidation of Hydra and obeying orders? That's right!"

"But no matter what, I did everything the organization asked me to do."

"But what's the result?"

Thomas looked around. Others were loading up the data records and scientific research facilities in the laboratory in an orderly manner, and then brought new ones to place here.

The laboratory here is changing from a place for researching "super soldier serum" to a place for "researching energy weapons" at a speed visible to the naked eye, without any sense of violation.

"I became the leader of a non-existent research team," Thomas pointed around and laughed at himself: "A poor scapegoat!"

"Because of its technical value, I asked you to take back even the useless cryogun, but I, a Ph.D. in physics with rich research experience, was left here to die!"

"why?"

"Isn't it because I am hated by that damn male peacock and the organization is afraid that seeing me will cause him to resent me?"

"That's not the case." Seeing Thomas's mood getting more and more agitated, Jerrick, who didn't want to get into trouble, hurriedly comforted him: "You are one of the best physicists under General Ross. You should lead the 'Energy Weapon Research Group' so that you won't arouse any suspicion. This is actually..."

Jerrick, who felt something was wrong the more he talked, shut up. It was only then that Thomas, who had been staring at him, asked with a sneer: "Should I feel honored?"

"When I was giving Killian a hand and letting him scold me, why didn't anyone remember that I was one of the top physicists under General Ross?"

"Did you remember it when you needed a scapegoat?"

"Thomas, this has nothing to do with me, I..."

"I know," Thomas nodded to indicate that he recognized Jerrick's words, but before the other party could put his mind at ease, he said another answer in a calm tone: "But I am not willing to accept it!"

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