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The White House, Oval Office.
Mr. President, who had finished his busy day at work, 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 were turned on one by one.
This is similar to the architectural layout of a military base, with wide spaces and icy colors.
On both sides of the wall stood a nutrition chamber that was as tall as a person, filled with two-thirds of the light green liquid.
The whole body is soaked in it, like a specimen in formalin.
Mr. President didn't seem to be aware of it, and continued to walk forward, through two thick alloy doors, and into 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 self-consciousness.
"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 important 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's 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 one instruction after another.
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 time, he didn't have any expressions, 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 eliminate 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 just do it casually. It will only cause worse troubles."
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 a careful plan and eliminate all the factors that may cause failure, you will always face failure."
"Because they are the ‘protagonists’ of this story, and 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 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, and barely breathed a sigh of relief.
He took the latter's head out and put it in the nutrition cabin, and connected his consciousness with high-tech computers from the future to become a virtual life similar to artificial intelligence.
"Because there is something wrong with this world!"
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 a mess of the original story at the same time!"
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 the young army lieutenant general, Chief Aegis, half of my body was aching.
The sense of despair that death is shrouded in the head, and there is no room for resistance, really makes people reluctant 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 be telling 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 upset.
He felt that Kang the Conqueror had to add to himself if he didn't open the pot or pick it up.
So many universes, countless time and space, how could Superman come back!
"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, as well as the future technology, Mr. Omen is patient.
"The Essex company has received support from the government and is developing 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 the mutants' genes to create a huge army that is invincible."
"Like Apocalypse, incarnate as a **** 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 his 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."
Kang the Conqueror 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 meal served later is the dinner.
...
...
Boom! Boom boom boom!
Several ball lightnings containing high-temperature energy evaporated the killer who appeared afterwards into a ball of coke.
"It should be gone this time."
Captain America wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, turned his head and said to Howard.
That car, like Wuling Hongguang, had unlimited space, and ten people came down in batches.
It seemed like a steady stream of small bases for blasting troops.
"I wonder now whether it is a car or... an unusual car."
Howard lifted his chin and motioned to Captain America to take the lead and go to investigate the reality.
The latter has no objection, holding the iconic vibrating shield in his right hand to prevent accidents like explosions.
Tear!
Pulling the door with his bare hands, Rogers saw a silver-white computer with a science fiction appearance inside.
Several red and green lines are connected to ten culture flasks. Just follow the established procedures to accelerate the growth and ripening.
"It's Essex Biotech's technology."
Rogers was not surprised. He had seen the same clone fighters in the Soviet Union and in Hydra.
Those killers with empty eyes and no emotions, according to the prepared gene template, are like batch products on the assembly line, and they are continuously delivered.
"Such biotechnology is at least more than a century ahead of the current one!"
Howard glanced a few times and made a judgment.
He has always regarded the recent rise of Essex Biotech as a replica of "Hammer Industries" that relies on government support and contacts.
But seeing those cutting-edge technologies such as breeding bottles, gene editing, and overdraft maturation, I couldn't help being shocked.
This is not something that can be researched casually!
"I have seen similar clone fighters."
Rogers said in a deep voice.
"Learning that Superman had disappeared, I was ready to come back as soon as possible, but on the way back, I encountered a large-scale attack."
Howard's eyes dimmed slightly, and he felt a large net covering him.
Not only yourself, but any person or thing related to Superman, or that might threaten the other person, must be erased.
"I found similar serial numbers on some clone fighters. They are all produced by Essex."
Rogers continued.
He took the Roaring Commando, conducted a long-term reconnaissance, and gained some secret information.
"Hydra has close ties to this company, and the helm of Essex, Nathaniel, has always been simple and low-key."
"However, according to my investigation, this person has close ties with the White House."
"Connect these clues together, and we can come up with a complete web of relationships."
Hearing this analysis of Captain America, Howard nodded slightly, exactly in line with his guess.
"I still have some... more exciting information that I want to share with you."
He stroked his mustache and said in a deep voice.
The president may be a future man posing, Superman has left this universe...
Compared with the above, these two news may be more difficult to digest.
If it were not for good psychological quality and strong receptivity, Captain America would definitely think Howard was crazy to tell such an outrageous "truth".
"Go to my house first. By the way, you are the one who came in this afternoon?"
Captain America nodded and followed the vine. After finding out the rudiment of the black hand behind the scenes, he wanted to contact Howard.
In Luke's absence, he is trustworthy and the only one who can help is probably the latter.
Howard got into the undamaged car and planned to go to the villa on Long Island.
His Iron Overlord power armor is there. If Essex Biological Company launches the second round of attacks, his first aircraft will definitely surprise the opponent.
"Did you gain anything in the Soviet Union? I mean, about Barnes."
While driving, Howard took the initiative to find a topic.
He heard Luke talk about the deep relationship between Captain America and Bucky, and the friendship between him.
Knowing that the latter might be in the Soviet Union and fall into the hands of Leviathan, Rogers, who was thinking about retirement, did not hesitate to abandon his girlfriend who was in love and sneak into Moscow with a roaring commando.
This kind of friendship makes Howard sometimes over-speculate.
"We stayed in Moscow for two months, bumped into the agents of the Red House, and were almost taken care of by them."
Rogers recalled the days when he was incognito, changed his identities, and lurked in Moscow.
"It is said that the Red House is a secret organization that Leviathan specializes in training spies, agents, and assassins."
"They took in many war orphans, and taught etiquette, culture, dance and other skills to make it easier for them to enter the upper echelons in the future."
"Of course, shooting, interrogation, counter-interrogation and close combat... these are also required courses."
"There, everyone is a tool. The best will get the title of'Black Widow'."
Rogerston paused, and the image of a blonde woman came to mind.
"I ran into a black widow. It was not easy to escape the trap with the Roaring Commando."
Howard raised his eyebrows. He has always been very sexually interested in female spies and female agents.
In Luke's words, it means to eat the icing, and the cannonballs are returned.
"Bucky is indeed in the clutches of Leviathan. He has a new name, Winter Soldier."
Speaking of good friends, Rogers's tone is a bit complicated.
"It's a pity that I couldn't bring him back."
"Bucky's existence and his plan of action are classified in Leviathan and I have no access to it."
"In addition to Luke's accident and his sudden disappearance, I can only temporarily give up the idea of rescuing him."
Howard was silent for a moment, and the top priority was to determine the whereabouts of Superman and then bring him back.
As long as Luke is in, SHIELD, as well as him and Captain America, and even the cold war competition between the two superpowers, all the dangerous situations can be solved.
This is the status of Superman!
A weight that can change the world situation!
"Arrived."
The car drove straight in and stopped at the door of the Long Island Villa.
"Jarvis shouldn't be asleep yet."
Howard got out of the car and raised his hand to look at the time.
His personal housekeeper will usually be busy until after twelve o'clock, and will not go to bed until after twelve o'clock.
"If you are hungry, you can ask him to make a sandwich or something."
Captain America was holding his stomach, he was indeed a little hungry.
As a warship-class soldier, energy consumption also needs to be replenished.
"Wait! Something is wrong!"
Howard opened the door and saw the light in the living room, but Jarvis the butler did not come to greet him.
This is very unusual behavior ~www.novelhall.com~ His housekeeper has always done his best.
From personal etiquette to ability to do things, there is nothing wrong with it.
Every time, as long as Howard goes home, the other party will definitely stand at the door.
"It may be dangerous..."
Howard stepped lightly, and Captain America walked ahead and raised the vibrating shield.
The two of them crept into the living room slowly.
They saw a man sitting at the table, taller than Jarvis.
"I said, old friends meet again, shouldn't you be more excited?"
The familiar voice rang suddenly, startling the two nervously tense people.
The man at the table turned around, smiling.
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The White House, Oval Office.
Mr. President, who had finished his busy day at work, 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 were turned on one by one.
This is similar to the architectural layout of a military base, with wide spaces and icy colors.
On both sides of the wall stood a nutrition chamber that was as tall as a person, filled with two-thirds of the light green liquid.
The whole body is soaked in it, like a specimen in formalin.
Mr. President didn't seem to be aware of it, and continued to walk forward, through two thick alloy doors, and into 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 self-consciousness.
"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 important 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's 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 one instruction after another.
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 time, he didn't have any expressions, 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 eliminate 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 just do it casually. It will only cause worse troubles."
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 a careful plan and eliminate all the factors that may cause failure, you will always face failure."
"Because they are the ‘protagonists’ of this story, and 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 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, and barely breathed a sigh of relief.
He took the latter's head out and put it in the nutrition cabin, and connected his consciousness with high-tech computers from the future to become a virtual life similar to artificial intelligence.
"Because there is something wrong with this world!"
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 a mess of the original story at the same time!"
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 the young army lieutenant general, Chief Aegis, half of my body was aching.
The sense of despair that death is shrouded in the head, and there is no room for resistance, really makes people reluctant 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 be telling 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 upset.
He felt that Kang the Conqueror had to add to himself if he didn't open the pot or pick it up.
So many universes, countless time and space, how could Superman come back!
"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, as well as the future technology, Mr. Omen is patient.
"The Essex company has received support from the government and is developing 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 the mutants' genes to create a huge army that is invincible."
"Like Apocalypse, incarnate as a **** 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 his 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."
Kang the Conqueror 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 meal served later is the dinner.
...
...
Boom! Boom boom boom!
Several ball lightnings containing high-temperature energy evaporated the killer who appeared afterwards into a ball of coke.
"It should be gone this time."
Captain America wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, turned his head and said to Howard.
That car, like Wuling Hongguang, had unlimited space, and ten people came down in batches.
It seemed like a steady stream of small bases for blasting troops.
"I wonder now whether it is a car or... an unusual car."
Howard lifted his chin and motioned to Captain America to take the lead and go to investigate the reality.
The latter has no objection, holding the iconic vibrating shield in his right hand to prevent accidents like explosions.
Tear!
Pulling the door with his bare hands, Rogers saw a silver-white computer with a science fiction appearance inside.
Several red and green lines are connected to ten culture flasks. Just follow the established procedures to accelerate the growth and ripening.
"It's Essex Biotech's technology."
Rogers was not surprised. He had seen the same clone fighters in the Soviet Union and in Hydra.
Those killers with empty eyes and no emotions, according to the prepared gene template, are like batch products on the assembly line, and they are continuously delivered.
"Such biotechnology is at least more than a century ahead of the current one!"
Howard glanced a few times and made a judgment.
He has always regarded the recent rise of Essex Biotech as a replica of "Hammer Industries" that relies on government support and contacts.
But seeing those cutting-edge technologies such as breeding bottles, gene editing, and overdraft maturation, I couldn't help being shocked.
This is not something that can be researched casually!
"I have seen similar clone fighters."
Rogers said in a deep voice.
"Learning that Superman had disappeared, I was ready to come back as soon as possible, but on the way back, I encountered a large-scale attack."
Howard's eyes dimmed slightly, and he felt a large net covering him.
Not only yourself, but any person or thing related to Superman, or that might threaten the other person, must be erased.
"I found similar serial numbers on some clone fighters. They are all produced by Essex."
Rogers continued.
He took the Roaring Commando, conducted a long-term reconnaissance, and gained some secret information.
"Hydra has close ties to this company, and the helm of Essex, Nathaniel, has always been simple and low-key."
"However, according to my investigation, this person has close ties with the White House."
"Connect these clues together, and we can come up with a complete web of relationships."
Hearing this analysis of Captain America, Howard nodded slightly, exactly in line with his guess.
"I still have some... more exciting information that I want to share with you."
He stroked his mustache and said in a deep voice.
The president may be a future man posing, Superman has left this universe...
Compared with the above, these two news may be more difficult to digest.
If it were not for good psychological quality and strong receptivity, Captain America would definitely think Howard was crazy to tell such an outrageous "truth".
"Go to my house first. By the way, you are the one who came in this afternoon?"
Captain America nodded and followed the vine. After finding out the rudiment of the black hand behind the scenes, he wanted to contact Howard.
In Luke's absence, he is trustworthy and the only one who can help is probably the latter.
Howard got into the undamaged car and planned to go to the villa on Long Island.
His Iron Overlord power armor is there. If Essex Biological Company launches the second round of attacks, his first aircraft will definitely surprise the opponent.
"Did you gain anything in the Soviet Union? I mean, about Barnes."
While driving, Howard took the initiative to find a topic.
He heard Luke talk about the deep relationship between Captain America and Bucky, and the friendship between him.
Knowing that the latter might be in the Soviet Union and fall into the hands of Leviathan, Rogers, who was thinking about retirement, did not hesitate to abandon his girlfriend who was in love and sneak into Moscow with a roaring commando.
This kind of friendship makes Howard sometimes over-speculate.
"We stayed in Moscow for two months, bumped into the agents of the Red House, and were almost taken care of by them."
Rogers recalled the days when he was incognito, changed his identities, and lurked in Moscow.
"It is said that the Red House is a secret organization that Leviathan specializes in training spies, agents, and assassins."
"They took in many war orphans, and taught etiquette, culture, dance and other skills to make it easier for them to enter the upper echelons in the future."
"Of course, shooting, interrogation, counter-interrogation and close combat... these are also required courses."
"There, everyone is a tool. The best will get the title of'Black Widow'."
Rogerston paused, and the image of a blonde woman came to mind.
"I ran into a black widow. It was not easy to escape the trap with the Roaring Commando."
Howard raised his eyebrows. He has always been very sexually interested in female spies and female agents.
In Luke's words, it means to eat the icing, and the cannonballs are returned.
"Bucky is indeed in the clutches of Leviathan. He has a new name, Winter Soldier."
Speaking of good friends, Rogers's tone is a bit complicated.
"It's a pity that I couldn't bring him back."
"Bucky's existence and his plan of action are classified in Leviathan and I have no access to it."
"In addition to Luke's accident and his sudden disappearance, I can only temporarily give up the idea of rescuing him."
Howard was silent for a moment, and the top priority was to determine the whereabouts of Superman and then bring him back.
As long as Luke is in, SHIELD, as well as him and Captain America, and even the cold war competition between the two superpowers, all the dangerous situations can be solved.
This is the status of Superman!
A weight that can change the world situation!
"Arrived."
The car drove straight in and stopped at the door of the Long Island Villa.
"Jarvis shouldn't be asleep yet."
Howard got out of the car and raised his hand to look at the time.
His personal housekeeper will usually be busy until after twelve o'clock, and will not go to bed until after twelve o'clock.
"If you are hungry, you can ask him to make a sandwich or something."
Captain America was holding his stomach, he was indeed a little hungry.
As a warship-class soldier, energy consumption also needs to be replenished.
"Wait! Something is wrong!"
Howard opened the door and saw the light in the living room, but Jarvis the butler did not come to greet him.
This is very unusual behavior ~www.novelhall.com~ His housekeeper has always done his best.
From personal etiquette to ability to do things, there is nothing wrong with it.
Every time, as long as Howard goes home, the other party will definitely stand at the door.
"It may be dangerous..."
Howard stepped lightly, and Captain America walked ahead and raised the vibrating shield.
The two of them crept into the living room slowly.
They saw a man sitting at the table, taller than Jarvis.
"I said, old friends meet again, shouldn't you be more excited?"
The familiar voice rang suddenly, startling the two nervously tense people.
The man at the table turned around, smiling.
, The fastest update of the latest chapters of Superman!The White House, Oval Office.Mr. President, who had finished his busy day at work, 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 were turned on one by one.This is similar to the architectural layout of a military base, with wide spaces and icy colors.On both sides of the wall stood a nutrition chamber that was as tall as a person, filled with two-thirds of the light green liquid.The whole body is soaked in it, like a specimen in formalin.Mr. President didn't seem to be aware of it, and continued to walk forward, through two thick alloy doors, and into 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 self-consciousness."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 important 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's 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 one instruction after another.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 time, he didn't have any expressions, 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 eliminate 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 just do it casually. It will only cause worse troubles."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 a careful plan and eliminate all the factors that may cause failure, you will always face failure.""Because they are the protagonists' of this story, and 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 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, and barely breathed a sigh of relief.He took the latter's head out and put it in the nutrition cabin, and connected his consciousness with high-tech computers from the future to become a virtual life similar to artificial intelligence."Because there is something wrong with this world!"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 a mess of the original story at the same time!"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 the young army lieutenant general, Chief Aegis, half of my body was aching.The sense of despair that death is shrouded in the head, and there is no room for resistance, really makes people reluctant 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 be telling 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 upset.He felt that Kang the Conqueror had to add to himself if he didn't open the pot or pick it up.So many universes, countless time and space, how could Superman come back!"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, as well as the future technology, Mr. Omen is patient."The Essex company has received support from the government and is developing 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 the mutants' genes to create a huge army that is invincible.""Like Apocalypse, incarnate as a **** 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 his 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."Kang the Conqueror 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 meal served later is the dinner.......Boom! Boom boom boom!Several ball lightnings containing high-temperature energy evaporated the killer who appeared afterwards into a ball of coke."It should be gone this time."Captain America wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, turned his head and said to Howard.That car, like Wuling Hongguang, had unlimited space, and ten people came down in batches.It seemed like a steady stream of small bases for blasting troops."I wonder now whether it is a car or... an unusual car."Howard lifted his chin and motioned to Captain America to take the lead and go to investigate the reality.The latter has no objection, holding the iconic vibrating shield in his right hand to prevent accidents like explosions.Tear!Pulling the door with his bare hands, Rogers saw a silver-white computer with a science fiction appearance inside.Several red and green lines are connected to ten culture flasks. Just follow the established procedures to accelerate the growth and ripening."It's Essex Biotech's technology."Rogers was not surprised. He had seen the same clone fighters in the Soviet Union and in Hydra.Those killers with empty eyes and no emotions, according to the prepared gene template, are like batch products on the assembly line, and they are continuously delivered."Such biotechnology is at least more than a century ahead of the current one!"Howard glanced a few times and made a judgment.He has always regarded the recent rise of Essex Biotech as a replica of "Hammer Industries" that relies on government support and contacts.But seeing those cutting-edge technologies such as breeding bottles, gene editing, and overdraft maturation, I couldn't help being shocked.This is not something that can be researched casually!"I have seen similar clone fighters."Rogers said in a deep voice."Learning that Superman had disappeared, I was ready to come back as soon as possible, but on the way back, I encountered a large-scale attack."Howard's eyes dimmed slightly, and he felt a large net covering him.Not only yourself, but any person or thing related to Superman, or that might threaten the other person, must be erased."I found similar serial numbers on some clone fighters. They are all produced by Essex."Rogers continued.He took the Roaring Commando, conducted a long-term reconnaissance, and gained some secret information."Hydra has close ties to this company, and the helm of Essex, Nathaniel, has always been simple and low-key.""However, according to my investigation, this person has close ties with the White House.""Connect these clues together, and we can come up with a complete web of relationships."Hearing this analysis of Captain America, Howard nodded slightly, exactly in line with his guess."I still have some... more exciting information that I want to share with you."He stroked his mustache and said in a deep voice.The president may be a future man posing, Superman has left this universe...Compared with the above, these two news may be more difficult to digest.If it were not for good psychological quality and strong receptivity, Captain America would definitely think Howard was crazy to tell such an outrageous "truth"."Go to my house first. By the way, you are the one who came in this afternoon?"Captain America nodded and followed the vine. After finding out the rudiment of the black hand behind the scenes, he wanted to contact Howard.In Luke's absence, he is trustworthy and the only one who can help is probably the latter.Howard got into the undamaged car and planned to go to the villa on Long Island.His Iron Overlord power armor is there. If Essex Biological Company launches the second round of attacks, his first aircraft will definitely surprise the opponent."Did you gain anything in the Soviet Union? I mean, about Barnes."While driving, Howard took the initiative to find a topic.He heard Luke talk about the deep relationship between Captain America and Bucky, and the friendship between him.Knowing that the latter might be in the Soviet Union and fall into the hands of Leviathan, Rogers, who was thinking about retirement, did not hesitate to abandon his girlfriend who was in love and sneak into Moscow with a roaring commando.This kind of friendship makes Howard sometimes over-speculate."We stayed in Moscow for two months, bumped into the agents of the Red House, and were almost taken care of by them."Rogers recalled the days when he was incognito, changed his identities, and lurked in Moscow."It is said that the Red House is a secret organization that Leviathan specializes in training spies, agents, and assassins.""They took in many war orphans, and taught etiquette, culture, dance and other skills to make it easier for them to enter the upper echelons in the future.""Of course, shooting, interrogation, counter-interrogation and close combat... these are also required courses.""There, everyone is a tool. The best will get the title of'Black Widow'."Rogerston paused, and the image of a blonde woman came to mind."I ran into a black widow. It was not easy to escape the trap with the Roaring Commando."Howard raised his eyebrows. He has always been very sexually interested in female spies and female agents.In Luke's words, it means to eat the icing, and the cannonballs are returned."Bucky is indeed in the clutches of Leviathan. He has a new name, Winter Soldier."Speaking of good friends, Rogers's tone is a bit complicated."It's a pity that I couldn't bring him back.""Bucky's existence and his plan of action are classified in Leviathan and I have no access to it.""In addition to Luke's accident and his sudden disappearance, I can only temporarily give up the idea of rescuing him."Howard was silent for a moment, and the top priority was to determine the whereabouts of Superman and then bring him back.As long as Luke is in, SHIELD, as well as him and Captain America, and even the cold war competition between the two superpowers, all the dangerous situations can be solved.This is the status of Superman!A weight that can change the world situation!"Arrived."The car drove straight in and stopped at the door of the Long Island Villa."Jarvis shouldn't be asleep yet."Howard got out of the car and raised his hand to look at the time.His personal housekeeper will usually be busy until after twelve o'clock, and will not go to bed until after twelve o'clock."If you are hungry, you can ask him to make a sandwich or something."Captain America was holding his stomach, he was indeed a little hungry.As a warship-class soldier, energy consumption also needs to be replenished."Wait! Something is wrong!"Howard opened the door and saw the light in the living room, but Jarvis the butler did not come to greet him.This is very unusual behavior ~www.novelhall.com~ His housekeeper has always done his best.From personal etiquette to ability to do things, there is nothing wrong with it.Every time, as long as Howard goes home, the other party will definitely stand at the door."It may be dangerous..."Howard stepped lightly, and Captain America walked ahead and raised the vibrating shield.The two of them crept into the living room slowly.They saw a man sitting at the table, taller than Jarvis."I said, old friends meet again, shouldn't you be more excited?"The familiar voice rang suddenly, startling the two nervously tense people.The man at the table turned around, smiling.
