Just like before, Salomon denied her various psychological problems, and ROOT no longer persisted. For her, completing the tasks given by artificial intelligence is the most important, and the Immortal City is only her task.
It's just a stop in front of her. When she completes the work here, the artificial intelligence will provide her with a false identity and enough money to maintain her identity, allowing her to walk freely in secular society.
Salomon does not need to worry about this part. In today's world where everything is connected to the Internet, as long as it is related to human society, the machine can do it.
Maya Hansen welcomed the arrival of ROOT very happily. She was looking forward to her new colleague, but Salomon reminded her in private, asking her to be careful about this woman. "ROOT is a real madman." Salomon pointed behind him.
room, "Remember that holographic projection? She used that thing as an altar and is now talking to God. She is now a martyr and a fanatic. There is no sense in such a person. When ROOT is here, I will not
Those druids will appear. You remember to call them and give them a few days off. I gave them a large salary, and those poor kids can get things they couldn't get in the past."
Miss Maya Hansen shook her head and said nonchalantly, "That artificial intelligence is indeed no different from God. Aren't cybergods and cyberpsychosis the best match?"
"Just remember not to take anyone else to my study," Salomon said. "Only you can enter that room, remember?"
"You are so nagging, that's my room too."
"Hmm, I have another report here." Salomon lowered his head and pulled out a crumpled document from the dimensional bag. It was wrapped in A4 paper with brown kraft paper, and the SHIELD logo was printed on the front.
"Secret, secret, secret, important things repeated three times." He turned over one of the pages, "This is information about Centipede Warriors. The so-called Centipede Warriors are the combination of your Extremis Virus, Chitauri alien metal and
Failed versions of the super soldier serum isolated from Steve Rogers were mixed and injected into humans. This document was quietly given to me by Agent Coulson..."
"Are you sure? It sounds to me like the injector is going to explode in the next second!" Maya Hansen snatched the document away and read it carefully, her eyes almost glued to the paper.
"Do they think my Extremis Virus is a toy? The real ability of the Extremis Virus is to rewrite genetic material. If it weren't for this ability, I wouldn't take over your job! Do you know that in order to stabilize the Extremis Virus, I
What price did you pay..."
"Ah, go to bed with Stark."
"Stop mentioning this, you don't know how embarrassed I am." She said while reading the document, "I didn't expect that mixing the super soldier serum and the Extremis virus would actually achieve good results. The Extremis virus can reduce the super soldier's
Receptor threshold, but the stability is even worse. As for the Chitauri metal, I didn't expect it to be of any use. If those centipede warriors did not explode, it means that someone conducted experiments on it to enhance the stability of the Extremis virus.
Hey! Look at this data!”
She yelled and pointed at the chart on the document, and her fingers hurriedly scratched over the dense text descriptions and winding lines. Salomon saw her fingernails leaving a line on the surface of the A4 paper.
There are scratches, just like the scratches left by a cat on the sofa. "This is not my experimental data. Someone has used a different method to stabilize the Extremis virus!"
"They used the serum of a fire superpower." Salomon shrugged, "The optimal solution given by nature."
"Shit! What I haven't accomplished in thirteen years! They actually did it with a superpower! What a fucking bullshit!" Maya Hansen couldn't accept this fact. She waved her hands angrily.
This document set off a gust of wind in the corridor. Her expression was even more terrifying. If the researcher who solved this problem stood in front of her, Salomon had no doubt that she would bite it. "Fuck! They used it.
They read my work and then gave an answer they didn’t even know! They only cultivated a specific substance, but they didn’t know why that substance could stabilize the terminal virus! This is an insult to me and an insult to the scientific spirit! That
Researchers are trash!"
"Maya..."
"If you let me use the fire-resistant cells of hell creatures and the terminal virus..."
"Maya, I said, what I want is not that low-level stuff. Your Extremis virus is very powerful and important. But in this plan, the Extremis virus is just a tool, a tool for rewriting DNA, a
Precisely set tools for artificial organ cultivation. Our enemy is not human beings, remember? Heaven, hell, all extradimensional creatures and black magic creatures are our enemies. We want those warriors to have power beyond human beings. We have to use
Those warriors crushed the enemies of mankind."
"Okay, okay, I understand what you mean. I'm just angry that someone used Extremis virus indiscriminately." Maya Hansen seemed to calm down. She returned the file to Salomon, "Agent Coulson
The kind of reducing drugs required does not exist, do you understand? When the Extremis virus is injected, the subject's DNA will be tampered with, unless I have the subject's original DNA sample, and then knock out the code one base after another
, otherwise it would be impossible to obtain the antidote - this kind of workload is huge and I don't have time. If the injection is given casually, the greatest possibility is that all people who are injected with the antidote will suffer from acquired Down syndrome."
"I'm just asking casually, don't take it to heart. Let Agent Coulson worry about it. I'll tell him there is no antidote." Salomon smiled, "You also have a day off today and go with ROOT.
Buy some clothes you like. You know my bank card password, the one I keep in the drawer."
Maya Hansen let out a long sigh of relief and asked, "What about you?"
"Me?" Salomon took out the timetable from the dimensional bag and looked at the gift Bayonetta gave him. "In about three minutes, I will go to learn today's new magic. Today's schedule
The most important thing is the evocation spell, and by the way, you can also review yesterday's necromancy spell. Oh, after Nick Fury's death row prisoner is delivered, you can start experimenting, and I can fix the part where the experiment failed.
As materials for the research of necromancy, I can finally start learning the Rot Sac Technique that I have been thinking about for a long time."
"What it is?"
"Plague. Plague has always been one of the ultimate means of necromancy. The spells about plague can be learned from the first contact with necromancy. Remember I told you that the essence of necromancy spells is to use positive and negative energy.
Spells? The mystics of Karma Taj are all people who have a high affinity with positive and negative energy. Therefore, they are also attracted by the dark dimension, hell and abyss, and become dark wizards who practice necromancy. But this necromancer
The techniques are different, and exercising the power of filth is the core idea of this school of necromancy."
At this point, Salomon couldn't help curling his lips. He said, "Of course, not many people learn this knowledge. After all, necromancy is so difficult, smelly, and unpleasant, and you have to dig up corpses everywhere.
If you are not careful, it will lead to a biological crisis. There are no gorgeous explosions and cool summons, and there are no dizzying illusions and the ability to manipulate human nature. If it were not for the young people in the dark punk scene, very few people would learn this.
The school's spells. However, if I make some progress in necromancy, I might be able to help you."