Chapter three hundred and eighty seventh psychological burden
"Nick Fury refused to give anyone." Salomon's feet in short boots were raised on the desk. Maya Hansen was leaning on the other side of the desk. She was a little unhappy after hearing the bad news. But it was just that.
She didn't show it, but played with the bad-shaped plastic toy in her hand boredly, thinking about when to stab it in Salomon's face.
Steve Rogers also didn’t expect that Salomon didn’t understand boxing at all. Growing up, Salomon participated in unlimited fights. He was just as dangerous with his bare hands as he was with weapons, and those gloves couldn’t weaken him.
His superhuman strength. That day in the boxing gym, Salomon made a lot of money because the guys bet on Steve Rogers to win - they had seen him hit the punching bag, breaking one in a day.
The sandbag was not an ordinary person. In comparison, Salomon, who looked like a spoiled playboy, was much weaker.
Nick Fury was right. Although Steve Rogers was moved by some of the ideas he said, he still refused to agree with his ideas. In his view, he was a soldier fighting for freedom, so
Salomon didn't spend much time persuading him. Since he was a soldier, not someone like the Supreme Mage who could see the end of time, and the situation was different, there was no need to say too much. It's just that Salomon thought Nick Fury
He won't let him go so easily, and many people will come to talk to him in the future. Agent Coulson and Natasha are both possible. He can ignore the former, but the latter may knock on the door at the apartment.
The scene may be ugly by then.
As for Tony Stark, he very much agrees with Salomon's idea. He has always wanted to find a way to protect humans from aliens. The two have no differences on this point, but Stark believes more in machines.
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Human experimentation is a necessary step. Extremis Virus, an excellent gene editing tool, cuts and edits human genes as a whole. Animal genes are of no help to Maya Hansen’s experiments, and they do not have the conditions to cultivate humans with human organs.
Experimental animals. They have genetic samples from many creatures - Thor's, ordinary Asgardian soldiers, Malekith, the king of the dark elves (blood taken from the armor), and Salomon himself.
In addition, there are genetic samples of various magical creatures. Those things were Maya Hansen's initial research materials. She wanted to find out whether magic would be reflected at the genetic level.
She and Salomon planned to use the Extremis virus to edit certain genes into experimental subjects, and then observe the epigenetic characteristics of those gene fragments to determine which gene fragments derived from certain specific talents.
This is a very difficult and time-consuming job.
Maya Hansen is very happy that Salomon can put a bigger goal in front of her, but she alone cannot run the entire laboratory. The workload is too much. Even if she has taken Salomon
The red medicine given by Salomon was not enough. Even though Salomon promised her eternal youth and beauty, she was still a mortal, a mortal with a somewhat long lifespan.
"I will find the experimental subject for you." Salomon sighed.
The reason why he wants to use criminals who have been recognized by human society as experimental materials is because he knows that he does not have the power to judge humans now. The owners of this power are various human countries, and he is unwilling to break the order. Yes, he sees
He has experienced the atrocities committed by Al Qaeda supported by the United States, but he has never paid attention to them.
Not because he doesn't hate evil that is beyond human endurance, but because he has no power and he follows the rules.
However, the current situation is that he has to seize this power personally. He has to go to the most chaotic areas in the world to bring judgment to those human scum who will stuff people alive into the meat grinder. Those thugs will
They contributed every inch of their flesh and blood on the operating table to build the cornerstone of Salomon's ideals.
He will find orphans who surrender to him, bring them back, educate them with whips and books, and train them with knives and muskets. Then he will send the qualified ones to the operating table. He will put on armor and equip them.
Weapons, they will stand with him on the battlefield, charge against the enemies of mankind without fear of death, and use their own lives to fulfill their tragic wish to save the world.
"The question is, whether you can bear this kind of pain, Maya." Salomon raised his head and looked at his biological advisor. Even if the genetic modification experiment is successful, there are still many problems to be solved. This is different from those of Kiri
Unlike the desperate virus warriors that An recruited experimental subjects from retired U.S. troops and transformed into them, Maya Hansen will live with those children in the Eternal City. She will educate them, and they will respect her and love her like family. Then she
They will watch with their own eyes those children who cannot pass the transformation become deformed and die. Even the children who survive to complete the transformation may die in a certain battle.
This is a very heavy psychological burden for Maya Hansen and Salomon. Salomon is mentally prepared to bear this burden, but he doesn’t know if Maya Hansen is. Silence enveloped the entire room.
In the office, only a few lights illuminated the two of them in the darkness. Salomon moved his fingers, and the windows of the office opened, filling the eternal city with the astonishing smell of death from the endless post-war ruins.
Awakening Maya Hansen from her silence.
"I am not inhumane. On the contrary, I am quite attached to humanity, even if it is an obstacle to the grand plan." Salomon stood up from the high-back chair. He did not look at Maya Hansen's shadow-shrouded expression.
Lomon walked around to the other side of the table, piled up the parchment papers scattered on the table and put them aside, and closed the lid of the ceramic ink tank at the same time.
"I'm sorry to ask you to sacrifice your life for this cause, Maya." He hugged the biologist's shoulders and patted her back. "We will do many unacceptable things, but you have to remember that we are
For what reason, I hope you can use reason to judge."
"I know," Maya Hansen replied calmly, "I'll remember it."
Salomon loosened his arms. He looked into Maya Hansen's light brown eyes and tried to lighten the atmosphere. "I left you a big golden retriever dog. You can give it a name if you have time." He smiled.
He said, "If you like, the sheep can stay. But this will make the golden retriever mistakenly think that it is a sheepdog. You have to be responsible for correcting its wrong thinking."
Maya Hansen burst into laughter. "ROOT loves the golden retriever raised by the druids," she said. "She also prepared dog snacks for it."
"At least you have to take care of that damn machine until ROOT comes back. Have you decided what to name it?" Salomon raised his eyebrows. After the server was installed, ROOT was dispatched by artificial intelligence to execute it.
The mission was over. In this regard, the artificial intelligence said that because of the physical extension promised by Salomon, ROOT had to perform a series of dangerous missions.
After the restrictions were lifted, the artificial intelligence even complained to Salomon in a very angry tone.
Salomon doesn't know what the mission of the artificial intelligence is, and he doesn't care. It's enough that the artificial intelligence understands that Salomon's threat to it is real. Things like prophecy spells are not within the scope of logical judgment.
When you reach the magic, you have to surrender obediently, because Salomon has roughly determined its hiding place.
"Not yet." Maya Hansen raised her eyebrows, and the clouds covering her face were swept away. "But I have an idea for the time being. But I won't tell you unless you first pay the membership fee for the pay TV channel
Give it to me, this is my only entertainment."
"Oh my god, don't we have an electronic God? Why do we still have to pay TV membership fees? What a heck!"