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"I know you assigned me to manage the Tahiti project because you trusted my judgment. But that very judgment told me that I could no longer follow my conscience and allow this test to continue."

"I understand the reason why you started this project is to save the seriously injured Avengers, but the side effects are too extreme!"

"We initially achieved great success in the regeneration ability of the host tissue. However, after the initial physical recovery phase, the physical condition of the test target began to deteriorate, showing hypergraphia, aphasia, and catatonia. Or directly become mentally ill!"

"We don't know if there's something biologically involved or if it's just awareness of what's going on. But the only way to possibly eliminate these side effects is to replace the memory."

"Total removal of awareness of what is going on, and even then, results in a very different outcome..."

"To put it bluntly, I suggest that the Tahiti project be terminated! These treatments and drugs must not be used on anyone. Because the cost is too heavy..."

When Coulson on the virtual screen said the last words, "Thank you, sir," there was a "swish" sound, and the entire screen suddenly turned into darkness.

Sitting in front of the virtual screen, the one-eyed dragon dressed in black, Nick Fury, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., was lost in thought.

The video he just watched was transmitted from his loyal subordinate, Coulson, a day ago.

The content inside is the final report of the confidential project "Tahiti".

The full name of the Tahiti project is project terrestrialized alien host integrative tissue initiative, which translates to: alien body tissue terraforming application project (plan).

This plan was a high-level secret that had been implemented long before Fury proposed the "Avengers Plan" to the World Security Council.

The main part of the plan, in a nutshell, is to use this alien corpse that was discovered long ago!

During the course of the project, Fury discovered that the body fluids of this alien corpse could resurrect humans.

This naturally aroused his great concern.

So he put his confidant Coulson in charge of this project, hoping to develop a drug that could resurrect humans without side effects, and be used to resurrect important people on the earth, including the Avengers.

Beginning last year, research finally yielded results.

This drug, named "gh325", has officially entered the human testing stage!

Six dying SHIELD agents volunteered to become test subjects and were injected with this magical drug composed of alien tissue.

But, as Coulson said in the report video, it started out fine, but then his health began to take a turn for the worse and he began to suffer from all kinds of horrific side effects.

To put it bluntly, this was not a successful research project!

At this time, Fury, who had come back from his thoughts, pressed a button on the glass table as if he had thought of something.

A communication virtual screen popped up again and floated in front of him.

"Start communication encryption protocol."

"Secure line connected, 0405."

"confirm."

Following several "beep" and "beep" sounds when connecting, a cold-faced face of Sister Yu suddenly appeared.

The woman on the screen is none other than Fury's lieutenant, Maria Hill!

"This is Hill."

"I need to come to my office now."

Hearing this, Hill on the other side of the screen seemed to be dealing with something, and several distinct gunshots reached Fury's ears through the communication.

Hill frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then replied: "Give me thirty minutes."

"You have twenty minutes, over."

"Beep!" and before Hill could answer, Fury turned off the communication.

. . .

Just when nineteen and a half minutes had passed, there was a sharp knock on the door of the director's office.

"Come in!"

Naturally, the person who walked through the door was Hill, who was extremely punctual.

Her medium-long brown hair was not tied up, but fell around her neck, adding a bit of feminine grace to Hill, who has always had a neat image.

From her navy blue Aegis uniform, you can vaguely see a little dust.

It can be seen that this cold and cold lady may have just experienced a moderate battle...

"Sir, what do you want from me?"

"Look at this..."

A few minutes later…

Hill, who had finished watching the video report, looked at Fury on the office chair with a solemn expression and said nothing.

"Do you think this project should be continued?"

Hearing this, Hill answered directly as if he had already prepared a plan:

"You don't need to think about this issue at all! You also heard what Colson said. The side effects of this "gh325" drug are too serious and should not continue to be used or studied."

"So, I agree with Coulson's judgment! Terminate this plan and destroy the body to avoid unnecessary trouble."

As expected, Hill's choice, like Colson's, was to end the project.

Fury's expression was as usual, like a pool of stagnant water, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking in his heart at the moment.

After a moment of silence, Fury also made a decision.

"Terminate the Tahiti project. However, the relevant drugs and corpses will continue to be retained, and the relevant files are classified as Level 10 secrets."

Although the project was not completely shut down, the decision to end the project still made Hill feel relieved.

"Understood. Then Coulson's side..."

"Where is he now?"

"Now..." Looking up at the clock hanging on the wall, Hill seemed to have thought of something, and then said: "It should be in the logistics department."

"Let him come over... Now that the Tahiti project has been terminated, we have to find something for him to do, right?"

Hearing this, Hill was stunned for a moment, and then understood the meaning behind Fury's words.

"I see."

. . .

At the same time, Coulson, the center of the conversation between Fury and Hill, was talking to an old acquaintance in the document processing department of the Logistics Department...

"Let's take a break. Let's go out for a cup of coffee? It seems like we haven't had it for a long time. The iced American coffee at the corner of Fourth Avenue makes me miss it a little bit when I think about it..."

However, in the face of Colson's enthusiasm, the black-haired Asian woman sitting at the work table, using a stapler to staple a thick stack of documents, put on a bad face and said in a cold tone, Answered:

"I have changed my taste now. I don't like drinking iced Americano, I prefer latte."

"Isn't it? The iced American style tastes so delicious, but you actually..."

Just when the two were having a "very happy conversation," Hill, with a cold look on his face, walked into the office with long legs.

"Colson, Fury wants to see you!"