Late at night, inside the Life Foundation's secret laboratory.
The Symbiote samples brought back by the special forces team from the crashed spacecraft not long ago were all placed here.
"Damn it, there were clearly four Symbiote samples, and now only two are left. Where did the other two go?"
"Dr. Drake, one of the black Symbiotes possessed a human and then killed several of our soldiers.
Our people are searching. The whereabouts of the other silver-gray Symbiote are currently unknown, with no information at all."
"A bunch of useless trash, immediately launch a carpet search! A Symbiote can't survive long without a host, it definitely hasn't run far.
As for the guy who was successfully possessed by a Symbiote, even if you have to dig three feet deep, you must find him for me.
Our researchers conducted so many experiments on the spacecraft, and no organism survived for more than ten minutes after being parasitized.
But that guy actually perfectly combined with the Symbiote and unleashed so many incredible abilities.
That guy can be said to be the only successful combiner so far, and the key is that he is still a human, so it is imperative to capture him.
At that time, perhaps we humans can evolve to the next higher level of life through this."
Carlton Drake looked at the Symbiotes in the glass bottles with a crazy expression. As a human, he had long suffered from the weakness of the human body!
Since he started engaging in life science research, he has been searching for ways to accelerate human evolution into higher life forms.
However, unlike other scientists who focused on physical enhancement potions, he focused on extraterrestrial life.
And the Symbiote was what he discovered during an unintentional space exploration.
Since then, he has conducted research on it and vowed to bring it back to Earth.
It was precisely because of this that their Life Foundation appeared. It can be said that their entire organization lives for the Symbiotes.
Now, he has successfully brought the Symbiotes back to Earth!
But only two of the Symbiotes he dreamed of were left. How could he not be angry like this!
"Understood, I will definitely drag that guy out. He killed so many of my people. I will personally settle this score with him!"
"I have no interest in participating in your revenge, but that guy must be captured alive because he is my experimental subject.
If you let anything happen to him, not just this many of your people will die. I will make you all go down to meet Satan!"
Dr. Drake said fiercely, his eyes full of terrifying ruthlessness.
Even the well-trained mercenary Boss was so frightened by his appearance that he didn't dare to speak.
Because he knew that the Gunman in front of him truly dared to do this.
For the research of Symbiotes, he can pay any price. Human lives just happen to be the cheapest things in his eyes.
"I understand, I will definitely capture him alive and bring him back to see you."
The mercenary Boss nodded and respectfully exited the laboratory.
Looking at the retreating mercenary Boss, Drake's face was gloomy, and he frowned, wondering what he was thinking.
Just then, a painful scream came from the glass experimental cabin next door, which made his face even more unpleasant.
"Did it fail again?"
"Yes, Dr. Drake, it failed again. This one lasted for 3 minutes, and all the organs in its body failed completely."
"Fuck, how did that guy who appeared in the small forest last so long? Continue the experiments for me, we must have missed something!"
"But Dr. Drake, we have run out of human experimental subjects, there is no one left to try."
"Humans are not simple? Are there few homeless people on the streets of New York? As long as you give them a little money, they will obediently come back with you."
"But..."
"There are no buts. We are working hard for the happiness of all mankind. Some sacrifice is normal.
Once a way to successfully combine is found, all of humanity can evolve. Don't you want your daughter to recover her health?"
Drake said to the female researcher in front of him in an unquestionable tone.
Hearing Drake mention her daughter, the female researcher's eyes immediately became firm.
"I understand, I will go do it now."
"Very good, this is the attitude you should have. Go and get busy!"
After speaking, Drake turned around and returned to his office.
What he didn't expect was that in his office, a cleaning lady was sitting there at some point.
And before he could open his mouth to scold the cleaning lady, a silver-gray fluid substance crawled out of the lady's body and rapidly pounced towards him...
******
Inside S.H.I.E.L.D.'s secret Base.
Nick Fury looked at Coulson and Natasha in front of him with an unpleasant expression.
"How is it, what did that kid Lauren say? Is there any news?"
"Sir, the female housekeeper named Tifa said a few days ago that their Boss is still in seclusion in the laboratory and won't be coming out for the time being.
However, they also said that it's not impossible to redeem the Hulk, but they need to provide a satisfactory amount of Vibranium inventory."
"Motherfucker, our S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Vibranium reserves have long been completely depleted by him, and now there isn't a single gram left.
And Wakanda is tightly controlling the Vibranium mine resources and hasn't been selling them externally for years. Where am I supposed to find so much Vibranium for him?
Besides, with that kid's status and wealth, doesn't he know to buy from Wakanda himself?
He keeps bringing these bullshit twisted ideas to us every day, is he sick!!!"
Hearing Natasha's words, Nick Fury was furious and couldn't help but curse Lauren fiercely behind his back again.
"Sir, I told them the same thing, but they said they don't care. They only recognize Vibranium and nothing else.
And they also said that anyone can redeem the Hulk, as long as they can provide a satisfactory Vibranium reserve, the Hulk belongs to whoever does!"
"Anyone can redeem him? Motherfucker, do they think it's still before 1862? Are they treating the Hulk as a black slave?"
"Wait, this kid is fucking disgusting me again, fuck!!"
Hearing this, Nick Fury became even more enraged.
Some terrifying memory etched deep in his genes seemed to be awakened, and a cotton field seemed to appear before his eyes.
"This damned brat is still using despicable means to disgust people, I'm going to get..."
Nick Fury originally wanted to say he would kill Lauren, but before he could finish his sentence, the alarm sounded again inside the secret Base.
"Alarm, alarm, network system hacked, system is becoming paralyzed..."
"Sir, I think you should stop swearing. Every time you curse him, our system becomes paralyzed.
I can tell, that guy must have embedded some command in our system that automatically triggers as soon as you curse him."
"How is that possible? It's just a coincidence."
"Sir, if you don't believe it, you can do an experiment yourself. Try cursing him loudly now."
"Okay, I'll try, I'll fuck #@#%...&*"
"Alarm, alarm, the combat system of the Base's automatic defense turrets has been hacked...
The muzzles are pointing at the Base's internal helipad, and the fire control radar has locked onto the three Apache attack helicopters on the helipad."
"..." Nick Fury.
"Oh, shit!!!" Natasha.
"Holy shit!!!" Coulson.
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