Even if Dr. Erskine didn't say it, Xia Zhiye knew that it was great to be young.
But Xia Zhiye really wants to know, what is the connection between these two sentences you said
Look at Dr. Erskine, he is drunk, his eyes are hazy, he is staggering, and his expression is lost...
What's going on? Midlife crisis
Xia Zhiye poured him a glass of water: "What's wrong? Was you dumped by your new boyfriend?"
Xia Zhiye didn't know when the way he talked to Dr. Erskine became like this.
I have no disrespect for Dr. Erskine. In fact, this old man is a very good person. He is a knowledgeable elder who deserves respect.
But he was also a bit unreliable, and liked to joke around whenever he had nothing to do, and eventually he led Xia Zhiye astray.
"Well, this is all Dr. Erskine's fault. This is not Tokiomi's fault!"
Xia Zhiye was so sure in his heart.
"… Xia, do you think the Super Soldier Program should really exist?"
Dr. Erskine didn't seem to be joking tonight. He looked at Xia Zhiye with seriousness in his drunken eyes.
Xia Zhiye was stunned: "Why do you ask?"
"I have no idea… "
Dr. Erskine shook his head. “I don’t even know what I was thinking… This question, all of a sudden, grew in my heart, you know? It’s like a nail! It suddenly popped out, and it tried to deny my first half of life, and even my whole life.”
"Super Soldier Serum. I tried everything I could to make it a reality."
Dr. Erskine held up a finger and said, "Now, all the theories have been almost perfected. There is only one thing left, a suitable candidate! But I have doubts about myself. Isn't it ridiculous?"
Xia Zhiye didn’t think it was funny, he just wanted to say... There is no such plot in the movie!
Uncle Erskine, what on earth are you talking about
Of course, inner complaints are just complaints, and Xia Zhiye can understand Dr. Erskine's thoughts.
What happens now that the Super Soldier Serum becomes a reality
If the doctor could live to the end, how incredible would the super soldier serum become
To use the words from fantasy novels, it can almost be said that everyone is like a dragon!
Just thinking about the world full of brothers... Xia Zhiye shuddered for no reason.
The next association that comes to mind is... Could it be that Dr. Erskine is also worried about my brother
Shaking his head, Xia Zhiye, as a homebody, felt that daydreaming was his job. But now daydreaming was meaningless to Dr. Erskine.
Just as I was about to say something, the doctor stood up: "It's okay, I can do it! Really..."
Dr. Erskine smiled at Xia Zhiye, with a look of relief in his eyes that Xia Ye could not quite understand: "Do what you should do. Since the world now is already a hell, there is no need to be afraid to create the most powerful devil to overthrow this hell. Even if there are countless devils clamoring in the future world, no one will be harmed."
Then he looked at Xia Zhiye: "If it were you... how great it would be. But fortunately, we still have a choice... I hope that what I created is not a devil. I don't want... to let this world sink."
After saying this, Dr. Erskine patted Xia Zhiye on the shoulder and left his room.
Xia Zhiye stood in the room for a while, feeling that Dr. Erskine's mental state was not particularly stable...
"I've heard of prenatal depression... Is the birth of scientific research really no different from a woman giving birth? Can she suffer from depression as well?"
He scratched his head, thinking of Dr. Erskine’s metaphor, but fell silent again.
He understood Dr. Erskine's panic, but he was powerless to do anything.
Ultimately, this is Dr. Erskine's own problem.
Although as a scientist, he has his things to do.
But he also knew very clearly what he was doing and what it would bring to the world.
In the short term, there is hope; in the long term... it may turn into despair!
The door of the room was knocked again at this time. Xia Zhiye felt that he seemed to be particularly busy tonight. Why did everyone plan to come and talk with him
When he opened the door, Xia Zhiye almost ran away...
Agent Carter!
"What's wrong with you? Why do you look so bad?" Agent Carter looked at Xia Zhiye's pale face and couldn't understand it.
Xia Zhiye couldn't say "I was scared by you", so he just made up a lie: "I have low blood sugar recently."
"Don't you want to invite me in?"
Agent Carter glanced at Xia Ye, who was blocking the door tightly.
Xia Zhiye had no choice but to step aside and let Agent Carter in.
Although Xia Zhiye had thought about contacting Agent Carter before to ask about the follow-up information from Lindsay.
But when Agent Carter really came to the door, Xia Zhiye always felt that the word "trouble" was written on the other person's pretty face!
It even flashes a dangerous red light!
And at this moment, Xia Zhiye suddenly wondered why his golden finger must be a decomposition machine
Why not a danger alert
How nice it would be if we could just run away when danger and trouble approach!
"Oh, Xia, your room is so messy, and... why does it smell like alcohol? Have you been drinking?"
Agent Carter stared at Xia Ye.
Xia Zhiye waved his hands and tried to explain that this was an old man in a midlife crisis, with alcohol residue left over.
But before Xia Zhiye could finish his words, he heard Agent Carter say unhappily, "Why didn't you call me for a drink?"
"I'll definitely call you next time we drink!"
Xia Zhiye's mouth twitched, and then he said, "It's quite messy. Well, sit anywhere you want."
"Sit... OK."
Agent Carter sat in a corner of Xia Zhiye's bed and looked at Xia Zhiye.
Xia Zhiye also looked at Agent Carter with wide eyes.
Agent Carter was depressed: "Why do I always feel that you are very unwelcoming every time I come to see you?"
"You think too much!"
Xia Zhiye quickly shook his head. It wasn't that they were extremely unwelcome. It was extremely, extremely unwelcome!!!
"The interrogation of Lindsay has yielded results." Agent Carter rolled his eyes at Xia Zhiye and spoke again, "We have gained a lot."
"Really?" Xia Zhiye was surprised: "So fast?"
"This is all thanks to the new interrogation method you taught Howard."
Agent Carter looked at Xia Zhiye with a slightly dangerous look.
Xia Zhiye coughed: "So?"
"So... I have bad news for you! Your telegram has been sent out. It is impossible to intercept it now, and your name is likely to be placed on Schmidt's desk." (To be continued)