"Da, da, da......"

The heels of the leather shoes stepped on the cold ground, making a crisp sound, and with a "squeak", the iron door was opened, and the man in the suit and leather shoes walked out of the door.

He stepped forward, shook hands with the figure in the white lab coat, and then walked into the room with the white lab coat doctor.

As the lights gradually turned on, the room appeared not with warm wards and treatment equipment, but with iron railings like interrogation rooms.

Inside the railing was a hospital bed, and the man in the hospital gown was lying on the bed, his hands and feet were fixed to the railing, and when he saw this scene, the figure in the suit turned his head over, and the corners of his mouth drooped downward, as if he could not bear to see this scene.

The sound of high heels on the ground sounded one after another, accompanied by the clear sound of keychains colliding, Natasha walked into the room, she glanced at the two of them and said, "What are you guys playing dumb riddles?" ”

With that, she stepped forward, took down the keychain hanging from her waist, and then opened the door on the iron railing, and all three of them walked in to the bedside.

At the head of the entire hospital bed, there is a slightly peculiar instrument with a series of complex readings on it, and the doctor in the white coat takes out the medical record book and records the data on the instrument, while the figure in the suit covers his face and says, "...... Are we really right to do this? He looked miserable......"

Hearing this, Natasha, who was arranging the curtains, looked back at the patient on the hospital bed.

The patient had a very strange appearance, he had no hair, his eyes were deeply sunken in his sockets, his skin was a cold pale, his mouth was half open, his eyes were shaking, his fingers were drawing circles on the sheets, as if he were writing some symbols.

Schiller...... We're going to hell......" Coulson, who was in a suit, took a deep breath and said, "This is so inhumane, we really shouldn't ......"

Schiller, who was concentrating on writing the medical record, paused, he turned his head to look at Coulson, but did not explain, and soon, the communicator on Coulson's waist rang, and Nick Fury called him away.

After he left, Natasha walked to the other side of the bed, stared at the patient and said, "I don't know why Nick is hiding it from him, he will feel guilty about it." ”

"Don't you think it's hard to explain to someone like Coulson that all S.H.I.E.L.D. agents are Hydra now, and all Hydra have become S.H.I.E.L.D. agents?"

Natasha sighed and said, "Seriously, I don't know how you guys did it, poor Coulson, he still thinks we're experimenting on humans with injured and dying S.H.I.E.L.D. agents." ”

"In a sense, he's right." Schiller leaned over and gave a gentle gesture, and the patient lying on the bed made up the sheets, but when he approached, the patient kept shaking, and the upper and lower teeth collided with each other, making a gurgling sound, and he desperately dodged to the side, but his hands and feet were fixed, so that he had no way to dodge.

Schiller straightened up and said, "He's Hydra, but he's also done a lot to S.H.I.E.L.D., and without them, Nick wouldn't even have ten agents who could do the job." ”

"That's why I've worked so hard to save him, and if the experiment can succeed on him, then there will be a lot of hydras disguised as S.H.I.E.L.D. saved because of him, and the sacrifice is worth it."

Natasha lowered her eyes and followed Schiller out of the room, and when she entered the second room, Schiller recorded the numbers on the machine as usual, arranged the hems of the somewhat messy sheets, chatted into the air, asked the patient how he felt, and then ignored the patient's frightened eyes, and then turned away to move on to the next room.

There were about twelve wards here, and in each room there was a patient, and they were all in a similar state, without any hair on their bodies, their skin was pale and pale blue, and even their expressions were identical, and when they saw Schiller again, it was like seeing a ghost.

After turning all the wards, Schiller returned to his office at the S.H.I.E.L.D. base, where he had a lot of materials piled up on his desk, most of which were related to the experiment that was now underway.

Natasha stood across his desk and asked, "How's it going?" Is there any progress? ”

"I don't understand the part of the pharmacy experiment, but there are still big questions about the patient's mental state."

"These patients who were resurrected with the drug had varying degrees of delirium, GH209 drug, the patient's nervous system was normal, but there would be very severe visual and auditory hallucinations, GH211 drug, there were very severe symptoms of delusion of victimization, GH215 drug, nonlinear memory, GH221 drug, stress aphasia, ......"

"In addition, they all have gibberish syndrome, and some of them will draw a lot of meaningless symbols......"

Schiller put down the information in his hand, sighed and said: "Instead of staring at the progress of my work here, why don't you urge Nick and ask him to find a more reliable chemist, more than 200 experiments have not progressed, can't you find the reason from people other than me?" ”

"It's a quiet experiment." Natasha shook her head lightly and said, "Don't forget, no one knows that the vast majority of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents are actually Hydra. ”

"If we spread the news of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents doing experiments, Nick's position as the director of the bureau will not be kept, so the secrecy level of this plan is level 10, and the entire S.H.I.E.L.D., only Nick's henchmen can know a little information."

Schiller tapped the table lightly on the shoulder of the pen in his hand and said: "In more than 200 experiments, the receptors have inevitably suffered great mental trauma, and then exhibited various symptoms of insanity. ”

"What is the probability that it is related to the raw materials of the pharmaceutical?" Natasha asked.

"It's hard to say, there must be a relationship, but how much it has to do with it, I'm afraid it will be difficult to try it out after 200 experiments."

Schiller stood up, walked to the window, looked at the scenery outside the window, and said: "The Cree people, who are the raw materials of the potion, are completely different from our life forms, and after making a potional from their body and injecting it into the human body, it is inevitable that all kinds of problems will arise. ”

"I told you before this experiment started that it could cause irreversible damage to people's spirits and psyche." Schiller shook his head and said.

"But S.H.I.E.L.D. needs this technology, especially Nick." Natasha stood still, tiptoe on the ground, and said, "If the agent can be resurrected, he won't need to go all over the world looking for consumables." ”

"Doctor, I know it's inhumane, but after all, these are hydras, and it's not so unacceptable to think about their past misdeeds, right?" Natasha leaned against the wall, leaning sideways to show his graceful curves, but Schiller kept staring at the information in his hand, his brow furrowed deeply.

"You should have said that to Coulson."

Natasha sighed and turned to leave, and soon, in front of the office door of the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., she knocked on the door and walked in.

Nick looked up at him from the pile of papers, and Natasha shook her head and said, "Still no progress." ”

Nick sighed and said, "Schiller is not a quack, and if he can't help it, it seems that there will be no progress anytime soon." ”

"The resurrection is not that simple, if it is so easy to succeed, I wonder if this will be a trap for the Kree." Nick put down the pen in his hand, then stood up, walked over to Natasha's side, leaned against the table and said:

"It's a pity that when I was in the Andromeda Galaxy before, the mutants only caught one Kree Speaker, and he is not a pureblood, if he can get a few more, there will be more raw materials for the experiment."

"I've always wanted to ask, which genius scientist came up with the idea of using the Kree to make a resurrection potion? There is no logic at all. Natasha asked, a little confused.

"Remember when you gave the Speaker of the Cree a medical check-up? Because we didn't know the physiology of this alien, we invited several very famous biologists to do the consultation, including Dr. Connors, who invented the lizard potion. ”

"The doctor has a unique experience in extracting genes from other organisms, absorbing their advantages and acting on the human body, and he found that a certain gene in the Cree human body gives them the ability to heal themselves at high speed and transform themselves, that is, just like the lizard, the Cree can also be used as a raw material for serum."

"And how was the resurrection function discovered?" Natasha asked.

"If this series of potions can only provide humans with self-healing ability, what is the difference between it and lizard serum? The research progress of lizard serum is much faster, and raw materials are available everywhere. ”

"If it weren't for Dr. Connors's discovery of a condensed Kree potion that can greatly improve human vital signs, and even resurrect humans who have just died, I wouldn't have made the Tahiti Project."

Nick's eyes widened slightly, made a wistful expression, and then said, "If I can be resurrected infinitely, then I have unlimited employees, and I am no longer afraid that they will be exhausted to death......"

Natasha glanced at him, rolled her eyes, and left without saying anything.

Meanwhile, outside the Stark Building's lab, Connors took a document from Schiller, flipped through it, and said, "Is there still no progress on this?" If the sequelae are too severe, the range of use of this agent will be limited. ”

Connors closed the file and said to Schiller, "I repeat, I personally do not support any form of resurrection, and if it weren't for your request that I use the success of the lizard serum to enlighten Nick, I wouldn't have participated in this experiment." ”

"Don't worry, we have time ......"

Connors turned his head to the side, sighed, and said to Schiller: "I really don't know what you're going to do, you hurriedly asked me to point out the fact that he can use it as experimental material when I was giving the Kree a physical examination, but when the experiment is deadlocked, I am not in a hurry......

"Schiller, I have to remind you that resurrection is a human taboo, you don't really want to resurrect anyone, do you?"

Schiller stepped forward, smiled and patted Connors on the shoulder and said, "Of course not, it's just that one of my clients is so difficult that I have to resort to some means other than deception, and to carry out a more in-depth exchange of benefits on a cordial and friendly basis on the principle of absolute voluntariness......"

"And customers that are hard for you to deal with?" Connors leaned back a bit, looked Schiller up and down, and asked, "Who is it?" ”

"Death."