[Zhongyingmei] There is always a villain kidnapping me

"I think you should take a vacation."

Tony was leaning against the railing, behind him was the blue sky and the endless sea, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, looking chic and at ease.

"People should learn to relax themselves, Brody," Tony said, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "just like me, give yourself a way to relieve stress."

He clicked his tongue, looked at the young man at the other end of the video, and raised his eyebrows, "If it wasn't because I need to see the weapon effect this time, I think I can hold a party, you come and relax."

"I understand," the young man in the video smiled at him, "but I do have some things to do recently. When I'm done, I think I'll probably relax as you said."

"This is the right decision." Tony snapped his fingers, looked at the time, and ended the chat.

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Brody said something in a low voice, he could see that Tony was actually concerned about his state, which warmed his heart.

Half a month has passed since that trial, and Brody's life has returned to its original rhythm. The care from his family and friends helped him recover from that depressed state.

There are indeed hopeless people in this world, and what they can do is to send these people to the place where they should go, so that they can no longer hurt others.

Like what Superman did, like Batman did.

Only in this way can such tragedies be avoided again.

"despair--"

The last drop fell from the dropper into the test tube, and Brody put the dropper back on the shelf, picked up the test tube, held it up to eye level, and gave it a little shake.

The transparent potion was rippling, and it looked ordinary, but it was of great significance to Brody.

This is a potion he designed by himself.

If it is successful, combined with the effect of acupuncture, his body will be able to temporarily have the mobility similar to that of ordinary people. Although he will still feel pain, at least he will not vomit blood after running a few steps or being hit by a little impact.

And after he submitted the formula to the system, the result of the feedback was successful.

This is also the first time Brody has configured the potion.

He fixedly looked at the medicine in the test tube, without hesitation, pointed the mouth of the test tube at his slightly parted lips, and drank it with his head raised.

As soon as the medicine is taken in, the bitter feeling spreads from the tip of the tongue, down the throat, and spreads in the body.

Brody waited quietly for a while, and after estimating the effect of the medicine, he began to experiment with his own body.

Running, jumping, and minor bumps.

He could still feel pain inside his body during the experiment, but it was tolerable. Most importantly, he did not vomit blood anymore.

System: "Congratulations."

While speaking, the system also set off fireworks.

Brody: "Thank you."

System: "What is our slogan?"

Brody hesitated: "...study makes me improve?"

System: "Learning makes people rich."

Brody didn't understand the meaning of the system's words at first, and it took several seconds for him to realize it.

Because he developed the medicine himself, he didn't need to exchange points for it. In a sense, he was really rich.

"However, there is still a lot of room for improvement in this potion," Brody said while talking to the system in his mind, while tidying up the things on the experimental table. "Some of the potions are exchanged from the system. I haven't thought about which of the existing medicinal materials on the earth can be used to replace."

"I don't understand, host."

Although he was talking about his own question, the voice of the system still had no emotion in it. It sounded dry, "Your points are enough to redeem the amount of medicinal materials you need, and you don't need to think about replacements at all."

Brody put the remaining medicine into the system backpack, then walked out of the laboratory and closed the door.

"Actually, it's necessary," Brody said, looking at his blurred face reflected on the elevator door, "What if one day you leave me, System?"

The system quickly replied: "This probability is infinitely close to zero."

"I'm very happy to hear this answer." Brody smiled with his lips curved. After all, if there is a system, his personal safety is indeed guaranteed. "In fact, there is another reason. I just think that if we can find If there are replacements, maybe they can be used on patients."

Study medicine to save lives.

This is a somewhat heavy word, but Brody already has the idea of ​​going this way.

But before officially embarking on this path, he needs to solve a problem——

His body.

……

"After people have been trained, they will be very vigilant against people they come into contact with, but they are not so vigilant when it comes to animals."

Bruce's deep and calm words resounded in the memory, and Brody shook hands with the man in front of him with a smile of a rich kid who didn't know much about the world.

"Especially when he noticed it was just a pet."

"Wang!"

The golden retriever who was following Brody's feet tilted his head.

"Oh, I've heard of you, little guy," the man bent down, and he touched the golden retriever's head with a smile, "You are Mr. Wayne's pet, isn't it Brian?"

"Do you like dogs too, Mr. Sitwell?"

"Yeah," Sitwell straightened up, his smile as genuine as if he really liked dogs as much as he said, "it's just a S.H.I.E.L.D. will be lonely."

"You're right," Brody blinked, and said a little embarrassedly, "Sorry, I still brought it to visit S.H.I.E.L.D."

"It's very good." Sitwell said, "Then, please go this way."

S.H.I.E.L.D. had cooperated with the Wayne Group before, but had to stop because of an accident, and in the end Bruce Wayne’s request was that he wanted S.H.I.E.L.D. to let Brody Wayne visit S.H.I.E.L.D.—of course Not counting places that have a level of secrecy -- just satisfying his little brother's curiosity.

That's why Brody Wayne is here today.

Sitwell observed Brody secretly throughout the whole process, and finally confirmed that he was indeed just a naive guy loved by his family, so he was relieved.

For Sitwell, today is a bit special.

Nick Fury has something to go out and will come back tomorrow, so if he wants to transfer the Rubik's Cube out of the universe, today is the best chance.

Because of previous accidents and for safety reasons, Nick Fury wanted to temporarily seal up the Rubik's Cube. No one knows when it will be studied again, but some people don't want to do this.

The Rubik's Cube is indeed dangerous, but for this part, its value is enough to make them take risks.

In the middle of the night, a figure with a box in his hand hurried away from S.H.I.E.L.D. When he avoided surveillance and came to a certain place, there was already a car parked there that had been waiting for a long time, and it started immediately after the figure got into the car.

The car drove farther and farther, and finally drove out of the city and came to a secret base.

There were gunmen guarding the gate of the base, and a hand stretched out from the car window, and stuck the card in his hand to the instrument.

"Beep—the test passed."

The guns that were originally aimed at the vehicle were put down, the guards opened the door, and the vehicle drove in slowly. No one noticed that a black figure slipped under the vehicle in a blind spot in their sight, and they entered the base together.

When the bald man carrying the suitcase got out of the car, he felt as if he heard something, but he looked around, but he didn't notice anything unusual, so he only thought it was because he was too nervous.

He walked through a somewhat long corridor under the leadership, and then saw the door of the laboratory in front of him being opened, and walked in.

A short-haired man turned around. After seeing the bald head, he opened his hands and said enthusiastically:

"Oh, Sitwell, I'm so glad to see you."

As he spoke, he hugged Sitwell, patted him on the back, and smiled to take the box in his hand.

Sitwell shrank his hand, missing the box and the man's fingertips.

"I have something to tell you, Baron Sterak."

The grin on Strack's face didn't disappear, but the fake enthusiasm from earlier, "Oh, what?"

"The research and development of weapons is the most important thing," Sitwell said. He swallowed and looked at the experimental cabins behind Strucker. To be able to develop a weapon that can carry out his cleanup plan as soon as possible."

Strack squinted at him, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. Just when Sitwell was secretly raising his vigilance, Strack's mouth curled into a smile.

"Of course, I will remember this matter," Baron Strucker shrugged, "I won't let my experiment affect his plan, so—" He raised his chin and gestured to Sitwell's hand box, "Can you give it to me?"

Sitwell nodded: "Of course."

Strack quickly took the box, put it on the laboratory bench, and opened it.

Yingying blue light emanated from the box and projected onto the face of Baron Sterak, flickering, making his complexion look a little unpredictable. He said in an exclamation tone:

"Universal Rubik's Cube—I've been waiting for you for a long time, and the magic power you possess has made me obsessed."

Sitwell watched from the sidelines, feeling a little embarrassed. He felt that Strack's tone and expression made his scalp tingle.

Strack noticed Sitwell's face, and he snorted. He was surprisingly swollen with the Rubik's Cube at the moment, and he even looked at Sitwell with a pitying expression.

"Do you know what it means to have it?"

Sitwell held the ground and asked, "What?"

Strack opened his hand and said excitedly: "This means that we can use its power to realize our great plan!"

"Of course, let's start with a small goal. We can catch Batman first and study his physique. I can use him to better stimulate the potential of mutants—"

"And then, Captain America, Nick Fury—"

"at last--"

Baron Strucker took a deep breath, and said in an intoxicated way:

"Of course it's the strong mutant—Superman!"

"They will be the best experimental subjects! I can use them, through the Rubik's Cube, to conduct the experiment of creating superhumans..."

A passionate speech was staged in the laboratory, and on the other side, a black figure in the shape of a bat had sneaked into the base, and his bugging earphones heard these words clearly.

Of course, these words were also sent back to the Bat Base.

While sending the scanned map to Batman, the old butler said calmly: "It's a pity, his dream will be shattered soon."