Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 803: Hive
The girl's brows and eyes are tender, and she looks about ten years old.
Wearing a thin white lab coat, the whole person is like a baby in an embryo, hugging his knees and curling up tightly together.
A long soft golden hair, scattered like a waterfall, slightly frowning brows and pale skin, matched with that tender and tender face, exuding a kind of pitiful weakness temperament.
Those tiny pipes linked above the container are constantly injecting some kind of gas.
When the gas mixes with the green solution, it seems to produce some kind of chemical reaction that can force the person into a state of lethargy.
The girl's feet and hands were bound by iron rings made of silver and white metal.
On those two white arms, there are countless dazzling red spots, which are pinhole marks left by forcibly drawn blood.
There are also a dozen metal spikes that are half a meter long, with a cold and cold light on the surface, along the girl's spine, piercing deeply into this petite body, just looking at it Makes the back feel cold.
This is... a human experiment?
And the subject of the experiment is still a young child!
Hydra's bottomless behavior completely angered the upright Steve. The flames of anger jumped in his pupils, and dozens of black lines burst out from his neck to his entire face. of blue veins.
A pair of fists clenched tightly, making a crisp bone crunch.
Due to excessive force, the ten joints turned white, the clear blood vessels bulged on the skin, and the left arm faintly showed the lines of the devil's grin.
Under the condition of emotional agitation, Steve once again unconsciously activated his left arm.
"Damn Red Skull! Damn Hydra!" Looking at the pale skin of the girl in the container, Steve couldn't imagine what kind of torture she had suffered, with blood-red eyes like an angry lion.
If the Red Skull was still there at this time, I'm afraid he wouldn't be torn apart by him.
It's a pity that Red Skull has gone to hell. If there is no accident, there will be no chance to see you again in this life.
But when angered, Steve did not lose his mind, but had a question: "What is so special about this girl, let Red Skull build a secret room?"
His eyes swept across the room, noticing the scattered documents.
He picked up a few documents at random, and after a few glances, Steve was shocked, his complexion changed dramatically as if he had been struck by lightning, showing an unbelievable look, and said in shock, "This... This...is this an idea design drawing for a time weapon?!"
In these scattered documents, Hydra's conception of a 'time weapon' is mentioned.
It mentions several terrifying research directions, including a large-scale space-time stasis stand, a small-scale time acceleration device, a small-scale time delay device, a small-scale time loop device, and more.
Steve swallowed and glanced at the container subconsciously.
Intuition told him... The time weapon that Hydra researched was based on this girl.
In order to confirm his conjecture, Steve picked up all the scattered materials, and then re-ordered them according to the number.
Most of these files are records of experiments.
The almost insane behavior among them is simply insane, challenging the bottom line of human morality.
It's not an exaggeration to say it's shocking.
"Experimental record, 012th time."
"Extract 200 ml of bone marrow from the test subject 'No. 1' and try to transplant it into other subjects."
"The experiment failed... 'No. 1' bone marrow does not have special effects, but it is extremely erosive, and subject No. 187 died."
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"Experimental record, 31st time."
"Link the nerve stimulation device to try to activate the special ability of the 'No. 1' experimental subject by stimulating the nerves of the cerebral cortex."
"The experiment was very successful. The 'No. 1' experimental body showed a very good special design, which can slow down the space-time within 50 meters by 50 times under normal flow speed. This is good news."
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"Experimental record, 52nd time."
"Cut the tissue of the experimental body 'No. 1' and transplant it whole, hoping to cultivate a new experimental body."
"The experiment failed... All seventy-two experimental circles died."
"We can't replicate that power, it's not something that humans can control, it's... a restricted area that only gods can step on."
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"Experimental record, 69th time."
"Forcibly stimulated the brain nerves of the experimental subject 'No. 1', recorded the highest peak activity, and cut biological tissues to prepare for the cloning plan."
"The experiment...successful, but also a failure, the clones die very quickly."
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"Experimental record, 82nd time."
"The bone marrow, blood, cells and other samples of the experimental body 'No. 1' were taken and incubated with artificial uterus."
"It...was born, we stepped into the realm of the gods, and from today, humans will become their own gods!"
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Squeezing the anger that was surging in his heart, Steve intends to rescue the girl.
His integrity made him unable to sit back and watch. Such a weak girl was imprisoned in a container as an experiment and suffered inhuman torture day and night, and he didn't plan to tell anyone about it.
He is upright, but not a fool.
The importance of this girl is evident from the data.
If it is handed over to the US government, it is estimated that it will not be long before the girl will become an experimental subject again.
Growing up on the street and suffering from violence, he never thinks highly of his country, much less believes that those idiots will give up a super weapon that is about to be acquired.
This thing...that's it.
Steve pulled out a delicate metal lighter from inside his jacket pocket.
As soon as he rubbed his thumb hard, the lighter made a crisp sound. The moment the lid was opened, a cluster of orange flames rose up. The shaking light reflected on his face, and the depths of his eyes were filled with indifference.
"No one will find you..."
Steve murmured as if to himself ~IndoMTL.com~, before throwing the lighter at the pile of documents.
When the already flammable paper met the flame, it was instantly ignited by the flames, rising half a meter high like a fire, and a rolling heat wave rushed towards the face, giving off a burning smell.
Steve didn't breathe a sigh of relief until it was confirmed that all documents had been burned.
Then he walked towards the container where the girl was trapped. Just as he was about to raise his arm and smash the container with a fist, he suddenly heard a ghostly, erratic sneering sound.
"Who?!"
Steve suddenly turned his head and looked around.
However, the room is eerily empty, save for disturbing dark shadows.
"You can call me...Hive."
The gloomy voice sounded again, and the dead experimenter slowly got up, staring at him with gray eyes like zombies, his lips moved expressionlessly and said: "Captain America Steve Rogers, what are you going to do? What to do with my 'mother'?"