273 Chapter 273 Old Friends Reunited, Superman Returns (1/2)
The White House, Oval Office.
After finishing his busy day at work, Mr. President left the chair that symbolized national power.
He squeezed the bridge of his nose, took off his glasses, and stood on the carpet embroidered with bald eagles.
After a few seconds, it seemed that some kind of switch was activated.
The ground shook slightly and descended slowly.
Mr. President was standing on a metal lifting platform, all around it was pitch black, and he couldn't see his fingers.
With his arrival, several laser beams shrouded and scanned for confirmation.
”Welcome back.”
The monotonous mechanical sound quietly sounded, and the sensor lights in the underground space turned on one by one.
This is similar to the architectural layout of a military base, with wide spaces and cold colors.
On both sides of the wall stood a nutrition chamber that was as high as a person, and the pale green liquid filled two thirds.
The whole body is soaked in it, like a specimen in formalin.
Mr. President didn't seem to notice anything. He continued to walk forward, through two thick alloy doors, and entered a room.
He sat on a metal chair, picked up the translucent helmet with many pipelines connected to his right hand, and put it on.
”Start transmission.”
Mr. President's eyes were suddenly hollow, and the whole person seemed to have become a puppet, losing his sense of self.
”Everything is business as usual. Continue to accelerate the pace of the Cold War, limit the scope of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s power, and focus on Howard Stark.”
The monotonous mechanical sound reads the memory of Mr. President's brain and then issues instructions.
”He is a very crucial person! The Avengers, one of the veterans of the future formation of Iron Man, is Howard's son.”
”This guy is an out-and-out world-class genius, he needs to be vigilant and it is best to erase it when necessary.”
”There is also the Universe Rubik's Cube. It is one of the six infinite rough stones and an important bargaining chip that Hydra desperately wants to obtain.”
”...”
The monotonous mechanical sound issued a command.
The whole process, like repeater-style hypnosis, lasted about two hours.
”All right.”
Mr. President took off his helmet and left the room.
During this period, he didn't have any expression, just like a robot that had been set up, taking the elevator back to the oval office.
”Regarding Howard Stark, I have sent a killer to destroy this guy who may pose a threat.”
A tall man with a diamond-shaped gem on his forehead appeared in the underground laboratory.
”I've said it many times. For an important plot character like Howard Stark, don't solve it casually, it will only cause worse trouble.”
In the monotonous mechanical sound, there was a hint of irritation.
”It's like if Hydra learns the ending of World War II and then travels to the past, trying to kill Captain America and Superman.”
”Unless you make careful plans and eliminate all factors that may cause failure, you will always face failure.”
”Because they are the'protagonists' of this story, Goddess of Luck always favors them.”
”Nathaniel Essex, I am an absolute expert in this area.”
Mr. Omen raised his brows and a scornful smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He jokingly said: ”Your Excellency Kang the Conqueror, how did you, who are so smart and wise, have fallen to this point and become a living being soaked in formalin. specimen?”
Following his sight, there was a complete human brain in a transparent glass jar.
That is Kang the Conqueror.
He should have died long ago.
The whole person was cut off by the hot line of sight, and the lower body was turned into mud.
In a few seconds, all life will be lost.
Thanks to Nathaniel Essex for being able to speak and to ”live”.
Mr. Omen, who ended up slightly better than Kang the Conqueror-this Alpha-class mutant was shattered by Superman half of his body, barely breathed out.
He took the latter's head out and put it in the nutrition capsule, and connected his consciousness with the high-tech computer from the future to become a virtual life similar to artificial intelligence.
”Because this world is very wrong!”
Mr. Omen's sneer evoked the sadness of Kang the Conqueror.
”Superman... never existed! At least in so many timelines I have conquered, I have never heard of his story!”
”That terribly powerful guy, he's like an actor who ran on the wrong set!”
”While adding drama to myself, I made the original story into a mess!”
The conqueror was very upset, like a player who failed the game and was ridiculed.
”Okay, stop talking.”
The smile on Mr. Omen's face solidified. He didn't want to hear Superman and knew about the other person.
Every time, I mentioned that young army lieutenant general, Chief Aegis, half of my body ached.
The feeling of despair that death is shrouded in the head and there is no room for resistance is really unwilling to relive and remember.
”In any case, he has...disappeared.”
Mr. Omen said so.
It seemed to comfort Kang the conqueror, and it seemed to tell myself.
Superman is a nightmare for them.
”We must be prepared to take precautions and cannot be taken lightly.”
Kang, the conqueror with only one brain left, reminded.
”Although Superman was accidentally taken away from this universe by my time-space teleportation device.”
”But no one knows where he went and whether he will come back again.”
Mr. Omen frowned slightly and felt a little unhappy.
He felt that Kang the Conqueror had to add to himself if he didn't open the pot or lift it.
How can Superman come back to so many universes and countless time and space!
”Don't worry, we control the president, which means we have a lot of resources.”
Seeing that the intelligence information of Kang the Conqueror is still needed, and the future technology, Mr. Omen is patient.
”The Essex company is supported by the government, and its development speed is very fast. As long as I can completely control the mutants, I will put S.H.I.E.L.D. in the gene bank of Lake Akalia.”
”At that time, I will not only be able to break through Alpha's level restrictions, and enter a higher level of ability use stage.”
”You can also use mutant genes to create a huge army that is invincible.”
”Like Apocalypse, incarnate as a god and conquer the entire world.”
Mr. Omen is like an old general on the stage, with flags planted behind his back.
After Superman left this universe, he cultivated health and healed his injuries.
While working with Kang the Conqueror, he brainwashed the president and established Essex Bio.
With the help of the future technology mastered by the latter, Mr. Omen's cloning technology has made further breakthroughs.
It has been possible to manufacture clones in large quantities according to the template of the super soldier.
This technology has attracted the attention of Hydra.
Both sides are villains and have the same enemies.
So it hits it off, each takes what you need.
In the eyes of Mr. Omen, everything is on the right track, moving forward steadily.
He didn't want anyone to disturb him and interrupt the process.
”By the way, not only Howard Stark, but also Captain America, Nick Fury...they are all key people.”
Conqueror Kang added.
”If you want to eliminate instability factors, it is best to solve them all at once.”
Mr. Omen nodded, indicating that he knew.
The assassination of Howard Stark was just an appetizer.
The dinner is served later.
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