The heels of the leather shoes made a crisp sound when they stepped on the cold ground. With a "squeak", the iron door was opened, and a man in suits and ties walked out of the door.
He stepped forward, shook hands with the figure in a white coat, and then walked into the door with the doctor in a white coat.
As the lights gradually turned on, what appeared in the room was not a cozy ward and treatment equipment, but iron bars like an interrogation room.
There was a hospital bed placed inside the railing. A person in a hospital gown was lying on the bed, with his hands and feet fixed on the railing. Seeing this scene, the figure in a suit turned his head away, with the corners of his mouth drooping, as if he couldn't bear to look at it.
to this scene.
The sound of high heels hitting the ground was heard one after another, and along with the sound of keys colliding, Natasha walked into the room. She glanced at the two of them and said, "What riddles are you playing?"
After saying that, she walked forward, took off the key chain hanging from her waist, then opened the door on the iron railing, and the three of them walked in and came to the bedside.
At the head of the entire hospital bed is a slightly peculiar instrument with a series of complex readings. The doctor in a white coat took out a medical record and recorded the data on the instrument, while the figure in a suit covered his face and said: "...
…Is this really the right thing for us to do? He looks like he’s in pain…”
After hearing this, Natasha, who was adjusting the curtains, turned back to look at the patient on the hospital bed.
This patient looks very strange. He has no hair, his eyes are deeply sunken in his eye sockets, and his skin is pale and cold. His mouth is half open, his eyes are closed and his whole body is shaking. His fingers are drawing circles on the sheets, as if
What symbols are written on it?
"Schiller... we will go to hell..." Coulson, who was wearing a suit, took a deep breath and said: "This is so inhumane, we really shouldn't..."
Schiller, who was concentrating on writing medical records, paused for a moment. He turned to look at Colson, but did not explain. Soon, the communicator on Colson's waist rang, and Nick Fury called
He called away.
After he left, Natasha walked to the other side of the hospital bed, stared at the patient and said, "I really don't know why Nick wanted to hide it from him. He will feel very guilty for this."
"Don't you think it would be difficult to explain to someone like Coulson that all SHIELD agents are now Hydra, and all Hydras have become SHIELD agents?
?”
Natasha sighed and said: "To be honest, I don't know how you did it. Poor Coulson, he still thinks that we are using injured and dying S.H.I.E.L.D. agents for human experiments.
Woolen cloth."
"In a sense, what he said is right." Schiller leaned over and gently tidied the sheets for the patient lying on the bed. However, when he came closer, the patient kept trembling, and his upper and lower teeth collided with each other.
There was a clear rattling sound, and he tried his best to hide to one side, but his hands and feet were immobilized, making it impossible for him to escape.
Schiller straightened up again and said: "He is Hydra, but he has also made great contributions to SHIELD. Without them, Nick would not even be able to find ten agents who can do the job."
"That's why I worked very hard to treat him. If the experiment can succeed on him, many Hydras disguised as SHIELD will be saved because of him. This sacrifice is worth it."
Natasha lowered her eyes and followed Schiller out of the ward. When entering the second ward, Schiller recorded the numbers on the machine as usual, straightened the hem of the somewhat messy sheets, chatted in the air, and asked the patient how he felt.
, then ignored the patient's frightened eyes, turned around and left for the next ward.
There are about twelve wards here, and there is a patient in each ward, and they are all in similar condition. There is no hair on their bodies, their skin is pale blue, and even their expressions are exactly the same. When I see Xi
When I licked it, it was like seeing a ghost.
After transferring all the wards, Schiller returned to his office at the SHIELD base. At this time, there was a lot of information piled on his desk, most of which were related to the experiment currently being conducted.
Natasha stood across the table from him and asked: "How's it going? Is there any progress?"
"I don't understand the pharmaceutical experiment part, but there are still big questions about the patient's mental state."
"These patients who were resurrected using the drug showed varying degrees of mental disorder. With the GH209 drug, the patient's nervous system was normal, but he would have very severe visual and auditory hallucinations. With the GH211 drug, the patient had very serious symptoms of delusions of persecution.
"In addition, they all exhibit gibberish, and some draw many meaningless symbols..."
Schiller put down the information in his hand, sighed and said: "Instead of staring at the progress of my work here, it is better to urge Nick and ask him to find a more reliable chemist. More than 200 experiments have made no progress, so we just
Can’t you find the reason from someone other than me?”
"This experiment should not be kept public." Natasha shook her head gently and said, "Don't forget, except for us, no one knows that most of the agents in SHIELD are actually Hydra."
"If the news that we experimented with SHIELD agents gets out, Nick's position as director will not be preserved. Therefore, the confidentiality level of this plan is level 10. In the entire SHIELD, only Nick's confidants can know a little bit of information."
Schiller tapped the table with the shoulder of his pen and said: "In more than 200 experiments, the recipients inevitably suffered huge mental trauma and later showed various symptoms of mental disorder."
"What is the possibility that it is related to the raw materials of the medicine?" Natasha asked.
"It's hard to say. There must be a relationship. But how much of a relationship there is, I'm afraid it will be difficult to test it even if we run 200 more experiments."
Schiller stood up, walked to the window, looked at the scenery outside the window and said: "The Cree people, who are the raw materials for the medicine, are completely different from our life forms. Their bodies are used to make the medicine. After it is injected into the human body, it is inevitable
All kinds of problems will arise.”
"Before this experiment started, I told you that this may cause irreversible damage to people's spirit and psychology." Schiller shook his head and said.
"But SHIELD needs this technology, especially Nick." Natasha stood there, tapping her toes on the ground, and said, "If the agent can be resurrected, he won't need to search for consumables all over the world.
.”
"Doctor, I know this is indeed very inhumane, but after all, these are Hydras. Considering their past evil deeds, it's not so unacceptable, right?" Natasha leaned against the wall, leaning sideways.
, allowing his graceful curves to be seen at a glance, but Schiller kept staring at the information in his hand, frowning deeply.
"You should say this to Coulson."
Natasha sighed, turned and left. Soon, she knocked on the door of the director of SHIELD's office and walked in.
Nick also looked up at him from the pile of documents. Natasha shook her head and said, "There is still no progress."
Nick sighed and said: "Schiller is not a quack. If he can't do anything, it seems that there will be no progress in a short time."
"Resurrection is not that simple. If it succeeds so easily, I will wonder if this is a Kree trap." Nick put down the pen in his hand, then stood up and walked to Nata
Next to Sha, he leaned on the table and said:
"Unfortunately, when we were in the Andromeda Galaxy, the mutants only captured one Kree speaker, and it was not pure blood. If we could get a few more, there would be more raw materials for experiments."
"I have always wanted to ask, which genius scientist came up with the idea of using Kree people to make resurrection potions? There is no logic at all." Natasha asked with some confusion.
"Remember when we gave the Kree speaker a physical examination before? Because we didn't know the physiological structure of this alien, we invited several very famous biologists for consultation, including the one who invented the lizard potion.
Dr. Connors."
"This doctor has unique experience in extracting genes from other organisms, absorbing their advantages and applying them to the human body. He discovered that a certain gene in the Kree gives them super-speed self-healing and deformation abilities.
In other words, just like lizards, Kree can also be used as raw materials for serum."
"Then how was the resurrection function discovered?" Natasha asked.
"If this series of medicines can only provide humans with the ability to heal themselves, what is the difference between it and lizard serum? The research progress of lizard serum is much faster, and the raw materials are available everywhere."
"If Dr. Connors hadn't discovered the concentrated Kree medicine, which can greatly improve human vital signs and even resurrect recently deceased humans, I would not have formulated the Tahiti Plan."
Nick widened his eyes slightly, made a longing expression, and then said: "If I can be resurrected infinitely, then I will have unlimited employees, and I will no longer be afraid that they will be exhausted to death..."
Natasha glanced at him, rolled her eyes, and left without saying anything.
At the same time, outside the laboratory in Stark Tower, Connors took a piece of information from Schiller, flipped it over, and then said: "Is there still no progress in this area? If the sequelae are too serious,
It will limit the scope of use of this drug."
Connors closed the document and said to Schiller: "I repeat, I personally do not support any form of resurrection. If you hadn't asked me to use the success of the Lizard Serum to inspire Nick, I would not have participated.
This is an experiment.”
"Don't worry, we have plenty of time..."
Connors turned his head to the side, sighed, and said to Schiller: "I really don't know what you want to do. You hurriedly asked me to point out that he could be used as experimental material when examining the Kree body.
This fact, but when the experiment reaches an impasse, there is no need to worry..."
"Schiller, I must remind you that resurrection is a taboo for humans. You don't really want to resurrect anyone, do you?"
Schiller stepped forward, smiled and patted Connors on the shoulder and said: "Of course not, it's just that one of my clients was too difficult to deal with, so I had to use some means other than deception.
Under the principle of cordiality and friendship, conduct a more in-depth exchange of interests..."
"Is there a client who is difficult for you?" Connors leaned back a little, looked Schiller up and down, and asked, "Who is it?"