In the early morning, without the alarm clock ringing, Natasha automatically woke up from her sleep.

She opened her eyes, but instead of getting up as quickly as usual, she lay in the warm quilt and enjoyed the comfort and comfort for a while, then raised her curved upper body and lit a women's cigarette for herself.

The mist slowly rose, and the breath of tobacco circulated in the alveoli. Through this self-ansthesia, her nerves sootheed a little, and the annoying scene in her dream completely dissipated.

I don't know when, sleep has become a torture for her. Perhaps she has experienced too much in the long life of this female agent. There are always some ghosts with fangs and claws trying to return from hell to the earth to make trouble in front of her.

After smoking a cigarette, she made a decision to change her outfit according to the person's advice.

Tens of minutes later, she came to the headquarters building wearing a skirt.

"Natasha?" The man passing by her was full of stunning eyes.

"!" Same sex is of course another view in private.

Natasha's face was as frost, but she felt a little proud in her heart. This kind of good mood continued until she walked into the detention room and saw that the originally heavily guarded room was empty.

Some staff members were busy dismantling equipment next door. Without that guy, the seizure room needed to be renovated.

"Your mission is over, and the higher authorities have transferred him to a new prison." Commander Hill appeared next to Natasha at some point. Under Hill's gaze, the flames in Natasha's eyes flashed for a while and gradually faded. When its light and heat were exhausted, the woman in front of her turned into a frightening female agent.

Eric was at this time moving to a secret prison accompanied by two acquaintances.

His eyes were covered, and he could only see darkness. In the middle of the journey, after two transfers to be on the safe side, the transport vehicle carried him around in circles to avoid exposing the prison location to those who were interested. Although the other party had done his best, the hidden force field in the air still told him where he was. When the car stopped, they not only did not go west and penetrated deep inland, but instead entered the Adirondak Mountains near New York east.

"Hi, Eric." The eye cover was taken off, and the slightly fat Stryker appeared in front of Eric with a happy smile. Behind Stryker was his most loyal assistant.

"Hello, William." Eric said hello to Stryker as if he had just woken up, but let Warren go behind him, which made Stryker's number one loyal dog breathe a sigh of relief.

"You finally fell into my hands." Stryker bent down and patted Eric in the face. Now he finally waited for a day of pride.

"Do you think I was caught by you?" Eric raised his eyebrows, and Stryk couldn't help but spread his hands.

"Eric, they are all the same." Stryk smiled and took him step further into the base. Through the scenery on both sides, Eric recognized this as the place to rescue Wanda's brothers and sisters.

He glanced at Warren, Christina's father was always stern.

The people here once put great pressure on them after Stryker was imprisoned and only eased with the help of Eric, but now under Stryker's leadership, they have thrown themselves into the arms of the enemy.

"Why do this, William?" Eric asked Stryker casually.

"Two reasons." Stryker raised his finger. "One is out of my original wish, and the other is to stop you from destroying human society."

His words made Eric laugh.

"Come on. That's Stryker from the past, tell me what you think now."

"Okay, I can't hide it from you, Eric, it's your own fault." Stryker sighed pretending.

"How to say it?" Eric was a little curious.

"You disappointed me. I originally thought that my life would be sadly at your mercy. Although I was unwilling to give up, I was indeed ready to accept fate, but at this moment you revealed a flaw. You failed to implement your strength throughout the whole life, and it was you who gave me the reason for betrayal. I have no reason to be buried with you. Now I have freedom and one step closer to my goal. You should be happy for me." Stryker made a reassuring statement, as if he had no responsibility at all.

Eric smiled slightly, but did not object: "It makes sense, William. I am still very happy to see that you are full of energy now. You are always a capable dog in my hand. I forgive your stupidity and hope you will be so happy next time you meet."

There was a faint irony in his words, which made Stryker feel very upset.

"Next time, do you think you can escape my palm?" The lights gradually became brighter, and the transparent laboratory was approaching. Stryker finally stopped hiding his hideous face and walked fiercely in front of Eric.

"Sorry, you don't count it." Eric turned his head and smiled to the laboratory. Stryker looked at him in his sight. His former boss, the dwarf scientist, was looking coldly at the here.

These two people have a deep feud. Stryker once took the blame when his old boss was in the most difficult time. Trask had always wanted to repay his kindness. But now they belong to the same force, but Stryker's importance is far behind that of the dwarf scientists, so he was soon taken to the periphery of the base by the armed guards.

Without anyone disturbing him, Trask can finally perform his favorite experiment.

The dwarf was not good at socializing, so he adopted a direct dialogue method - a prism probe moved above Eric under the control of the robotic arm, and then a thin beam of light shot out, pointing directly to the fixed human body below.

"This is laser cutting, which can help us open your chest." Trask admired Eric's body, constantly admiring the magic of creation.

Under the power of high temperature, the metalized skin that is difficult to damage by the bullet gradually changes color and cracks, and a faint burning smell comes out.

"Very strange cells, you're not like other mutants, at least the guys I know are different from you. They will make various changes, but they will soon return to normal after their abilities fade."

"In fact, I'm also worried about it. This is an unexpected gain. I benefit a lot from it, but there are also a lot of trouble." Eric answered truthfully through a protective cover. His tone seemed to have nothing to do with his life, just evaluating an old dress.

His attitude was too weird, and the dwarf scientist was a little surprised. Trask looked at the assistant specially assigned to him by the base. The assistant understood what he meant, hurried down to observe the monitoring equipment, and then made a safe gesture from afar.

Trask felt relieved and continued to talk to the people inside while operating the robot arm.

"I watched the entire video of the conflict, and you surprised us. The delay in the potion's work should be related to your special situation, right?" Eric did not agree with this question.

"Do you hate us?" he asked casually.

The light column penetrates the epidermis and dermis and is moving forward in the subcutaneous tissue. As it penetrates, the sizzling sound gradually becomes louder.

"No." Trask denied his speculation. "I just feel that humans need a common enemy to be freed from the fate of killing each other."

Eric teased: "You know we are not mutants, that is the malicious code name given to us by the outside world."

"Yes, I know. I admit that you are better than us, but survival is never determined by comparing the parameters. We have lived in this world for hundreds of thousands of years to have the situation today, but you want to take away our homes, and I will not let you succeed." When the cutting encountered obstacles, Tlask carefully adjusted the direction and at the same time denied Eric's point of view.

"Even if it interrupts the evolution process?" Eric asked.

"Evolution will not be only one way, we can get new inspiration from your corpses. You may represent a trend, but evolution often looks at shortcomings. Not everyone is extremely powerful. A successful scientific research must be replicated. In the future, we will produce devices that can perfectly replace you. The ability you are proud of will be used by us. At that time, it is no longer due to blood ties, but the power of science. Human beings are still humans, and you no longer exist."

"Like bionics?"

"Yes, just like learning ultrasound from bats, electric fish inspired volt batteries. You are bats and electric fish of this era, which can help us enter a new realm. For this purpose, I need your blood, internal organs and spinal cord. Of course, I know that your abilities are not easy to study, so I will save you well, and wait until the technology advances to a new stage, and then my juniors will solve puzzles that I can't figure out." Trask said, patting the transparent thermostat next to it.

"Look at this, it is specially used to store your brain. Actually, I look forward to your fellow citizens. Especially the girl who can deform, I miss her very much."

His words made Eric's eyes gradually cool down, and an invisible force exchanged views with him in the air, but he still needed to endure it for a while.

"Who has participated in your research?" Eric asked with his eyes narrowed.

"Everyone." Trask finally cut open the subcutaneous tissue. He stopped his robotic arm and carefully used a micro camera to shoot first-hand information from all angles. "Almost all top companies have received invitations. Except for the Playboy of Stark Industry, no one is willing to miss studying your precious specimen. Your sacrifice will lead mankind into a new era."

"Then no matter what I do in the future, there is a reason." Eric laughed in a low voice.

"What did you say?" Trask raised his head, he didn't hear it clearly just now.

"Nothing, I want to say that this is really an unexpected surprise." Through the glass, the people inside the operating table looked at each other with the scientists. (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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