[Comprehensive British and American] Will the golden boy fall in love with the women's clothing

Let's not mention whether everyone believes in the 'Lucifer' that Randall said, but from here we can already see Hydra's usual style.

Whether it's the Rubik's Cube, the Goddess Luna, or the mutants you've come across, or Lucifer's trident here... They always seem to be collecting all the 'things' with special abilities in this world, Trying to study and control their power in vain.

No matter how you look at it, they are a group of guys who are a bit outrageous in their audacity.

When Randall passed by, he looked up again to make sure that he had not admitted his mistake. The gentle voice of Captain America came from the headset, "Then let's go back to the room and confirm the route before we act."

They had already stepped on the running ladder and were accurately sent to the door of their 'own' room. The white hexagonal door retracted to one side, revealing the not-so-large lounge inside.

The other people around didn't pay much attention to these soldiers coming and going. Randall's emotional perception expanded throughout the entire room. Except for a few of them, he didn't feel any unnecessary emotional ups and downs. Personnel are extremely sensitive to their line of sight.

Perhaps Randall stared at the nutrition jars for a little while, and a few people who were closer looked up at him, and their cold eyes penetrated the green liquid and landed on him.Randall's eyes blinked behind the dark veil, his eyes moved away, and he continued to move forward.

"The radiation concentration is really high here," Tony said in the room. "The rest of the New York War doesn't have such a high radiation level."

Randall hesitated at the door of the room, in front of him was a very simple room, the walls were as pure white as the outside, there was a single bed in the corner, a few combat uniforms hung on the wall, and the exhaust fan emitted a slight noise. The sound of the noise, the smell of bad lemon freshener in the air.The few of them were basically scattered in different locations, but fortunately the communication equipment was not affected.

The door closed slowly behind him, and in front of it was a desk with only a few German books and blank paper and pens on it. On one side was an old photo, probably a photo of the ID card holder and his family. Randall didn't touch it.

"It's a good thing there's no surveillance or listening equipment." After a thorough inspection with Friday, Tony sat down in the chair and sighed.

"Check to see what's working in the room," Dick said. "I found an evacuation map over here."

"I found a schedule," Peter's voice couldn't hide his excitement, as if sneaking in was already exciting for a kid like him, "Oh my God, it's like a prison here!"

"What activities have they been doing recently?" Batman asked, standing in the center of the room and looking around, although this is an independent room, it has no connection with other rooms except for the exhaust fan, which can be seen through the perspective instrument The back is just the exhaust duct, which probably leads to the ground. If they want to leave here to go to other floors, they still have to go out.

But the distribution here is a little bit different than they assumed in the first place.

"Uh...nine o'clock, 09:30...ten o'clock," Peter quickly scanned the text on the paper, it was written in German, he had learned a little bit, but he was not very proficient, he stumbled and read out, "Turn off the analyzer after ten o'clock, and all the test subjects will enter a 'sleep state' and remain active?"

"Experimental body? Does it mean the things in the nutrition tanks at the bottom?" Tim said, "The analyzer should be the things connected to the sides of the nutrition tanks."

"So we just have to wait until after ten o'clock?" Randall said, "I remember their shift time is two hours, which means the next shift is at 11:30, but the 'sleep state' Is there anyone still watching?"

Tony snorted, "The analyzers here require huge power support. It is impossible for such a small island to supply so much power all night. At night, they will try to turn off the throttling as much as possible - no wonder some time ago Hydra They are thinking about nuclear fusion, and it seems that they are also short of funds."

Looking at the entire earth today, only Stark has fully controllable nuclear fusion reaction technology, but he himself has not commercialized this technology.

"The elevators outside only stop on certain floors. If we want to go to other floors, we have to go from the side." Dick studied the evacuation map in his hand. The evacuation map usually marked the arrival exit more clearly. It did not introduce the specific situation of other floors in detail, "But here it is said that the third floor is a laboratory."

"That's right, the structure of the upper floor is more open than this side, it really looks like a laboratory," Friday dutifully projected the perspective view of the entire building in front of Tony's eyes, and the stereogram became more and more perfect as they went deeper, " Arnim Zola, I really want to read the information about him... the little girl I'm looking for is upstairs?"

"Not necessarily, but there is a great possibility." Dick paused, without mentioning Lula's specialness. "Otherwise, why would they take these children away? It couldn't be child labor."

"There are still 1 minutes," Tim glanced at the time, "B and I are invading the control center on this floor, and it will be over in about 8 minutes."

"Then we...wait for your deployment." The old Popsicle of the last century, who is very hard on all high-tech, sat quietly on a chair, waiting for the final route plan.

Randall looked at the route distribution of the holographic projection on his wrist, and turned his attention to other places. There were several documents on the bookshelf that he could not understand. Those files had nothing to do with what they were looking for.

The child who could barely understand German frowned and turned around on the chair, wondering if proficiency in multiple languages ​​is a basic requirement for a superhero?That's no wonder I quit such a big organization early.

It's not that he doesn't know any foreign languages. He has learned French, Japanese, and Russian before, but he has focused on case investigation and supporting his family since he lived in Bludhaven. He still stayed up late to get into Bludhaven State University Well, the Hannibal incident occurred within half a month, and classes are still suspended.

After a while, Tim announced that work was over, "OK, now we have connected to the external surveillance, including the control of the internal gate."

There was only one minute left until ten o'clock, and someone could see from the surveillance that someone had turned off the instrument, and after the final inspection, they lined up and returned to their room.

At the moment when the instrument stopped, Randall was sitting in his seat, and was suddenly hit by the chaotic emotions that became surging in an instant.

He took a deep breath and pressed his temples on the table. He didn't expect it to be so sudden. In the past, he had made some mental preparations before taking off the necklace, but this time it was different. Their emotions came too suddenly. , and it was too violent, everyone seemed to rush over after being suppressed for a long time.

At least one of the things soaked in those nutrition jars will be related to the goddess Luna and Lula.In Randall's view, this is more like a resonator. As long as it is turned on, it can maintain the resonance of a certain range of people with similar mental fluctuations, keeping them in the same state, which is very similar to those controlled mutants.

"They're all gone, let's go," Batman said.

The virtual screen on the wrist simulated their next course of action with red lines. Randall glanced at it and remembered the general idea, and walked out of the room.

The hall was a little different from before. The brightest light was turned off, leaving only the dim lights around the square room and the faint light from the tall nutrition tanks.Randall's room was about three or four meters above the ground. He didn't dare to look down because he was afraid of heights, so he could only wait for the running ladder to come over and carefully observe the nutrition tanks.

When they came over, they passed by below, and it was normal that they could not see clearly what was inside. Now that he was standing taller, Randall's excellent night vision ability also allowed him to see more things clearly——

In Tony's mouth, a person with a height of three meters will also allow him to see clearly.

It was a woman... but more like a statue, because she was tall enough and delicate enough.

The woman's face is like a sculptor's plaster, presented with the most perfect lines, her eyes are closed, and her long black hair floating in the green nutrient solution can also make people feel a sense of beauty.Her body was naked, but there was a large cut in her chest that was as long as an arm, as if something had been dissected.

When Randall looked at her, there was an inexplicable emotion in his heart, an emotion that he couldn't help but get close to, luring him forward like the song of the sea monster.

He took a step forward, and he didn't come back to his senses until the running ladder buckled his shoes to prevent him from falling. As the running ladder went down, he gradually couldn't see the woman's face clearly again, and the strange throbbing in his heart eased. calm down.

But he probably already guessed what it was.

The moon goddess Luna, the goddess whose godhood was taken away and half of her body was stored in Lula's body.

The eight of them met on the ground, and the whole room had become extremely quiet and dark. There were lights on the wall that cast a little light. Randall followed them to the inner stairs on one side, a little distracted.

Tony leads the way at the front, his steel armor is fully functional, especially convenient to check if he will encounter other things along the way, followed by the captain and the black widow, and Randall walks at the end, shoulder to shoulder with Dick.

"Should it be all there?" Tony asked, he only glanced at it but didn't look carefully, but somehow felt that there seemed to be something wrong.

"Then let's report the number?" Spider-Man suggested: "I'll go first, one!"

"No way..." Tony held his forehead, but he still followed the excited child and picked up a 'two'.

Everyone proceeded in an orderly manner, and it happened to be "eight" when we arrived at Randall. He finished speaking softly, and a lazy voice suddenly appeared behind him, answering "nine".

The brain that was overloaded with too many emotions rang the alarm bell at this moment, startled him like a needle prick, and subconsciously greeted this redundant person with aggressive emotions, while Randall himself I dodged to the side and was hugged by Dick with one hand.

The extra person in the isolation suit grunted and raised his hands weakly, "... calm down, I thought you could recognize me."

"...Jason?" Randall and Dick glanced at each other, although they could hear each other's voice, they still felt a little incredulous: "When did you come here?"

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