After more than half a year of busy affairs, the establishment of the Heavenly Sword Bureau has finally been preliminarily completed, and the various institutional levels and systems of the organization have been able to operate on their own, which also means that Michael can finally allocate more time to his "hobbies".

Standing in the middle of the surround stereoscopic projection equipment in his private lab, Michael reached out and opened the transparent screen projected in mid-air. The indexed item named "Armor" then unfolded in front of him, and the complete set of information for each generation of the suit he had built so far was stored in a separate folder, in the order in which they were numbered.

Michael skillfully clicked a few times in the interface, and at the same time said aloud, "Shirley, are you there?" ”

"Of course, sir. What are the commands? ”

"Create a new project document and we're going to have new friends."

"Understood, sir. Ready to upgrade again? Shirley said while the interface Chinese parts flashed rapidly, and quickly completed the project building, "So what title do you want to name the new project?" ”

"X-06 will do." Michael clicked on the project file with the index name "X-05", which is the data information of the white and black armor he was wearing so far, "In addition, after the creation of the 'X-05', directly give me a copy of the full set of data of the 'X-05', and we will directly modify the old model." ”

"Yes, sir."

Michael walked over to the lab bench, and Shirley had already intelligently entered the data into the lab bench and projected the file image in three dimensions through the built-in projection system on the table. Michael clicked on the "Armor Structure" option, and a smaller three-dimensional armor perspective immediately appeared in the center of the table.

Michael circled around the bench, thought for a moment, and reached out to wipe off a layer of armor from his torso. He held his chin and watched for a moment, and then successively cut the armor on the gauntlets, legs, etc.

After a period of additions, deletions, additions and subtractions, the overall weight of this armor, which already focused on mobility, was greatly lighter, but at the same time, the defense was inevitably weakened again, and it seemed that it could be choked by a direct hit by an anti-tank gun.

Shirley apparently found this problem as well: "Sir, I have to warn that although such a modification can gain more speed and greater mobility, the defense capability is also reduced to a minimum. For your safety, I strongly advise against such modifications. ”

"You have a point." Michael nodded, "That's why we need this." ”

He formed a magic seal, stretched out his right hand, and a pale gold magic circle appeared out of thin air on the table. His arm slowly moved upward, and the circle slowly rose inch by inch with his movements, leaving a cylindrical glassware on the test table. The dark blue substance is encapsulated in an airtight vessel, revealing a pale blue fluorescence outward.

Shirley used a camera in the lab to scan the material structure inside the glassware.

"Vibranium, sir?" She asked.

"Some of Straker's old subordinates have some friendship with Ulysses Crowe, an arms dealer on the black market." Michael picked up the small vibranium bottle and circled around the test bench, "Crow is the only dealer in the world who smuggles vibranium, and he said that he paid a heavy price to get this, so his asking price is not cheap." Such a small bottle cost me billions. ”

"But you're not short of billions, are you?"

"Perhaps." Michael shrugged.

"So you'd like to use vibranium to create this new suit?"

"Don't rush yet." Michael put the vibranium back on the table, "Before we do that, we're going to take this vial of vibranium and study it and collect as much data as we can." I also don't plan to build armor directly out of pure vibranium, which I know is the hardest metal in the world, but it has one of its fatal weaknesses - sonic waves. I'm not going to put it into practice until we think of a way to fix it. ”

"Maybe this defect can be corrected by composite mixing?" Shirley proposed.

"Good girl, you almost made me proud of you." Michael smiled slightly, "That's what I planned. So you can now get to work – scan the vibranium data, build a model, and mix it with all kinds of materials we know in various proportions to see the results. ”

"Yes, sir. A corresponding project has been established to automatically record experimental data. Shirley said, and a few green scanning rays had shone on the vial containing vibranium, and began to scan slowly from top to bottom.

"Also, sir, a special operations team of Skysword has reported the capture of an unidentified Capability Enhancer, who has just been transferred to the SkySword branch in New Jersey." Shirley said, pausing, and adding, "With the cooperation of Miss Maximov and Sergeant Barnes. ”

"Sounds like they're having a good time working together."

"Would you like to check it out for yourself?"

Michael glanced at the vibranium scanning the vibranium on the bench.

"I don't feel like I'm doing anything else right now, anyway." Michael shrugged, "Prepare me with a suit of armor." I continued to work while I was away, and the data acquisition was completed and the simulation test of the mixed metal was directly started. ”

"Understood."

***

A few minutes later, the black armor dragged two jet tail flames and landed vertically on the rooftop of the Celestial Sword Division in New Jersey. The head of the branch had been waiting at the landing site for a long time, and he couldn't open his eyes because of the wave of air caused by the landing of his suit.

The person in charge saluted Michael as standard as possible. Michael strode past him and asked in a voice-changing voice, "You caught an Enabler?" ”

"yes, just transferred here." The person in charge hurriedly led the way, "Our experts are collecting samples and trying to confirm his identity through genetic matching, and the results should be available at this time." ”

Michael followed him through several layers of security doors to a biology lab deep inside the base. The captured superhuman was imprisoned in a jar-like glassware, covered in black scale armor, his black hair fluttering slowly in the bubbling liquid, and his bloodless face looked like a zombie.

The doctor in charge of the laboratory stepped forward, saluted, and reported, "This sample is very strange, some part of his genes seems to have been damaged, I have never seen a defect like this before. And the armor on his body seems to be implanted in the skin, and the central system is directly grafted into his spinal belt, so we can't remove his armor......"

"You mean illegal biomodification." Michael said.

"Yes, sir. Not only is he an enhancer, but he has also been deliberately transformed, that's for sure. The doctor said, holding the frame of his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked at the report in his hand with some confusion, "As for his identity...... It's kind of quirky. We did a genetic match, and we found the closest match in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s 'List of Persons with Special Abilities', which was a 92.35% genetic match. ”

Michael raised an eyebrow under his helmet: "92.35%? ”

He is not an expert in the field of genetic engineering, but even then he understands how rare it is. The genetic match is either a complete match or a complete mismatch, and 92.35% of the matches are almost impossible from the perspective of conventional medicine.

Unless...... The test subject is a clone.

Before the fall of S.H.I.E.L.D., they had a "directory of people with special abilities" to archive and monitor the personal information of various extraordinary abilities in the world. The Heavenly Sword Bureau held most of the original top-secret files of Hydra, and Hydra had been closely dependent on Aegis for so many years, so they naturally had a copy of the list in their hands.

Except for some of the top secret lists that Fury personally listed as level 10 in the list, there are many flaws in the information in this part of the copy.

"So, who is this 92.35% match?" Michael had already roughly guessed it, but he still had to make sure.

"There is a gap in the information in the list, and we can only find one name...... Peter parker. The doctor lifted his glasses again, "But we haven't figured out what this Peter Parker is......"

"Thank you for your efforts, doctor, but I'll take over this matter from now on." Michael interrupted lightly, turned around and walked out, "You guys just continue to concentrate on this sample, and report anything else to me directly, understand?" ”

"Yes, sir."