"Let's do this, Tony, give me your share of vibranium, and then I will give you a life-saving bracelet. Don't doubt it, my family will be useful too," Maya said.

"Next, our main goal is to destroy Wakanda's protective shield technology. That way, even if aliens invade, we will have a safe base to hide in."

Jobney installed a protective shield system inside the vault, and because of this, Maya no longer ran to pick up the four "rags" she had destroyed before.

Because Maya deliberately held back her power, the four protective shield generators that surrounded the Braised Egg Frog were not seriously damaged but were ultimately useless.

"Get the protective shield ready, and then we can study it."

Maya patted the white sterile incubator with a complicated expression, ranging from excitement and happiness to worry and anxiety.

Through the glass case of the incubator, you can see that there are three tubes of blood inside, green blood, and blood from the alien "Emma".

The prince of Asgard definitely does not need to collect blood samples from aliens. After all, they "know" each other well.

Therefore, Maya couldn't just run over and lie on the corpse to draw blood. When she quietly stamped her feet before, she secretly opened a crack under "Emma" and then used gravity to pull the blood to the ground.

Before leaving, she took away the blood.

Harvesting alien blood is certainly worthy of celebration, but just now, Maya couldn't help but feel excited, and she channeled the spirit to Huali Xiaolu to check the genetic information of the blood.

The results of the measurement were a severe blow to her self-confidence. Maya could not even find the genetic material of the alien life she named "The Troll".

"Tony, the aliens don't even have an n, do you have any good ideas?" Maya asked with a tired look.

"Maya, I have an idea, just" Tony looked hesitant.

He frowned and thought for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "We can conduct experiments to extract alien serum, inject it into the bodies of executed prisoners, observe the change process of human genes, and indirectly deduce the genetic information of aliens."

Seeing that Maya just had a dull face and no reaction, Tony persuaded with a complicated expression: "I know this is very inhumane, but the current situation on the earth does not allow us to worry too much."

"No, Tony, we can't use ordinary people. I can conclude that ordinary humans will never be able to bear it, and our blood samples are limited in number."

Maya gritted her teeth and said: "Use mutants, restoration type mutants, I happened to imprison one."

"You." Tony opened his mouth in surprise, shook his head and said, "You really impress me."

"Haha, you misunderstood what I meant."

This person's heart is complicated. It was obviously his suggestion first, but now that Maya has accepted it, he looks at her with the eyes of "I never expected you to be such a person."

Maya glanced at Tony, who had a strange expression, and said calmly: "What I mean is, clone the saber-tooth tiger and use the clone for experiments."

"God"

Tony looked at Maya even more strangely.

"Tony, if you look at me like an evil witch again, huh"

Maya crossed her arms and snorted coldly: "Believe it or not, I cloned 20,000 Tony brothers, and then sold them as ducks. I think those gays and resentful women will like it very much."

"Uh, sister, please spare me," Tony said with a pale face.

"Miss Hansen, can you complete somatic cell cloning or use mutant spinal cord stem cells?" Jarvis asked with a frown.

I have lived for a long time and have never seen anything. Now that aliens have descended on the earth, the ethical issues associated with cloning can be put aside.

"If I had used magic to cheat, I would have completed somatic cell cloning a long time ago. In fact, now even the scientific somatic cell cloning experiment is almost completed. However, pigs and humans are different after all." Maya explained.

She wasn't bragging. Although her real body was wandering outside every day, her shadow clone in the secret room under the Crystal Palace was always working hard.

"I have edited my own genetic map. Well, I know that those gene fragments affect thinking and brain development. So, Tony, you know

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