"Are you sure he's going to get us in trouble?" Steve looked at a photo of Johnny Blazer leaping over dozens of trucks on his stunt motorcycle, and a few , washed out with a special potion, a photo of a skeleton knight riding a flame motorcycle.
"A person who sold his soul to the devil...freedom has nothing to do with him!" Chen Ang leaned on the chair in his office, cleaning up his personal belongings sent by the Human Revolutionary Union.
"Don't look at Johnny Blazer killing a lot of bad guys and judging their souls and think he is a hero, or an anti-hero? In fact, he is just a driven puppet, and his conscience is just used by the devil to play with his soul Tool of."
"So his position doesn't matter, what matters is Mephitos' position!"
"That devil can't be on our side..." Steve sighed.
Chen Ang carefully hung a hockey mask on the wall, and continued: "So... we have to pull out its minions first. The souls tempted by Mephitos are mainly in Europe, and the Human Revolutionary Union European Community will be responsible for dealing with them. In the New World, although Mephitos is not as deep-rooted as the old Europe, and there are so many cards, there is no doubt that the number of worshipers controlled by the devil is still amazing... "
"When I was in the Americas, when I was in the insurance business, I dealt with some cults who worshiped him, and I know it very well!"
Curiously, Steve picked up an old-fashioned video tape to look through, and asked casually, "What did you ask Doctor Strange and Konkon to do?"
"Handle that senior brother... Let them deal with Kama Taj's housework by themselves, just in case when they send Kong Kenan... to prevent Strange from being cruel to his senior brother!... You'd better Put that tape down."
"Oh?" Steve brought it closer to his face and observed it carefully, but he didn't find anything wrong.
"Is there anything special about this?"
"This is a packaged meme carrier, which contains a piece of bad information. I can show it to you... Then at twelve o'clock in the evening, you will receive some special calls... Seven days later Women come to your door to express their condolences. Be careful... If the meme leaks out, it will be very troublesome to try to seal it up again!"
"You have collected a lot of weird things!" Steve picked up another glass jar.
He looked into the jar, it was some humus soil, and there seemed to be some tiny insects crawling inside, he asked curiously: "What is this?"
"There was a serious parasitic infection incident at Kennedy International Airport. Passengers on a plane were infected and died. Later, the insurance company sent me to deal with the insurance issues of the passengers on the plane. After investigation, it was found that the parasite source came from one of the plane's passengers. undeclared baggage and a wooden coffin just dug up."
"That's where the parasite's primarch came from... We had to burn the entire plane down... and firebombed the soil where the coffin was dug out, completely eradicating the possible source of infection. It's... that The last specimen of rotting soil in the coffin...inside is that parasitic protozoan...it must not be allowed to come into contact with the human body."
Steve was shocked: "This thing should be disposed of!"
"You can't just put it in a glass bottle that's completely unprotected."
"Don't worry...it can't be safer now!" Chen Ang hit the glass jar heavily, startling Steve, he laughed and said, "You think it's a glass jar? No... a tank is not as strong as it !"
Steve turned out another envelope and asked Chen Ang, "What kind of dangerous thing is this?"
"An ordinary envelope, inside the envelope is only the most ordinary note, with a name and fears about it written on the note." Chen Ang said: "It's nothing at all... it's just the name of a good old man on Elm Street... If you To take it away, I can also give you a hockey stick mask for mother's love."
"Do you still collect rag dolls?" Steve dug out a very old plastic doll full of wounds and dust: "This can't be a voodoo doll or something like that!"
"It sounds a bit like... I have been researching how it acquired life and soul. Voodoo wizards are a hypothesis, but it has no history of voodoo magic." Chen Ang folded a few sheepskins Books with paper, juan, and bamboo slips as carriers were carefully placed on the bookshelf, while explaining to Steve.
Steve put the doll down, and noticed the flower pot on the windowsill, which contained a straight-stemmed orchid with orange flowers. "I've never seen such a plant!"
"The Sun Staircase... just rescued from the ruins of the Buriya tribe a few days ago!"
"Should it be here?" Steve asked rhetorically.
Chen Ang watered it conveniently, and said: "There are also in the laboratory... but I think it should be exposed to the sun, so I brought a plant and kept it in the office... Maybe it can protect against radiation?"
Chen Ang put the sun ladder next to the computer. The flowers on the sun ladder that were facing the sun suddenly turned to the computer. When Steve saw Chen Ang's computer, the screen suddenly flickered. Seemingly connecting to the network, Steve jumped up from his chair...
"There is a problem with this thing!" He said to Chen Ang.
"Yes... it's collecting information online!" Chen Ang replied calmly.
"It's a famine alien...you just put it next to the computer defenselessly?" Steve asked anxiously.
Chen Ang didn't care: "Steve, when this plant was taken away from the Dubai tribe, you should know that it is out of control. We only have a small part of the remaining roots here, the rescued plants, And Thanos and his allies have thousands of times more. The worst has already happened."
"Do you think that I will be safe if I keep this thing carefully and guard against it?"
"Now it is more important to understand them. It is precisely because of contact with them that I know that the sun ladder is a species of collective consciousness. My sun ladder is just an insignificant tentacle of their collective consciousness. It is now They can only communicate with computers, but if it is a piece of this kind of plant, they are like a huge signal receiver that can receive electromagnetic waves around the world. Their complex neural network can be connected to our network."
"I have identified the characteristics based on their unique network signals, and sent them to the People's Revolutionary Federation and S.H.I.E.L.D. to let them lock the signal characteristics to strengthen defenses and prevent more confidential information from leaking out."
"You should be thankful that this plant has not fully awakened yet. Its signal reception is still instinctive and has no technology at all. But once it really awakens, it can actively manipulate electromagnetic signals and it is fully capable of invading any network on Earth. As long as it has wireless signal… "
Steve was speechless, and saw Chen Ang put a specimen with a Japanese label of 'Fu Jiang', a can of meat in corrosive liquid, on the shelf, and reached out to pick up the camera and official documents next to him. Bao, greeted Steve and said: "Take your shield, let's meet that Johnny Blazer!"
Chen Ang picked up a dilapidated voodoo doll, patted the ashes on it and said, "Take it, I want to see what special characteristics the soul of the famous Ghost Rider has!"
"Are you planning to seal his soul into this doll?" Steve lifted the aegis on his back, looked at his side, with a camera around his neck, eyes, and a briefcase, like a reporter, The image of Chen Ang holding an irrelevant rag doll in his hand feels very twisted.
"Yes!" Chen Ang said: "Since it is an evil spirit... then it must be sealed carefully. This voodoo doll is a spoil left by me when I dealt with the wizards in Haiti a few years ago. There used to be a witch heart demon sealed here. The soul... later (vaguely) was consumed during the experiment... "
"Speaking of which... Jonathan Blazer's soul seems to be half of mine!" Chen Ang thought to himself, "I'll have to look through the experimental records of the Spirit of Vengeance to find out... Anyway, whether I made it myself, or Which batch of natural reproduction. Mephitos used my property as a test subject without authorization. All human beings are my property. Therefore, there is no doubt that I have ownership of the soul in his hands... so happy to decide Ask him for it when you have time!"
"The boiled meat rotted in the pot..." Chen Ang thought with satisfaction: "This universe is full of things I raised. Those with marks are domesticated, and those without marks are free-range... All of them are my experimental products. My own It doesn’t matter if they live, grow old, get sick, or die, but of course it’s more important to produce a few items with experimental value. Don’t let your own cabbage be taken away by your own pigs!”