i screwed up marvel

Chapter 108

"The number of stray dogs has decreased abnormally, but the number is not large. According to statistics, it is estimated that there are no more than one hundred."

"The number of rats has decreased abnormally, and the number cannot be estimated."

Stark hovered over the razed abandoned factory, scanning the terrain below with the detectors on his armor.

It didn't take long for him to discover the buried laboratory in a depression. He sent the coordinates to Agent Hill, and then connected Pepper's phone.

"Honey, I didn't know you were so hot!"

Stark joked.

"Thank you, two small gifts, I hope you like them."

Pepper said with a smile.

"How do you explain it to the outside world?" Stark asked.

"Military exercises."

Pepper chuckled and said, "Just like what Stark Industries did before, it shouldn't be a problem for the test missile to deviate from the target by a few kilometers, as long as there are no civilian casualties."

"What about the other two?" Stark asked again.

Pepper said helplessly: "Missiles cannot be used in the urban area, so we can only send people there. I plan to put on the equipment and take two security guards to have a look."

Upon hearing this, Stark climbed up without saying a word, and said, "Don't worry! I'll go!"

……

BBM Labs.

Betty couldn't reach Pepper, a little worried, and called Martin on the stairs:
"Honey! What's Pepper doing?"

"What's wrong? What's the matter?" Martin handed the surveillance screen to Bruce and walked up.

"Pepper gave me a blood sample, saying it was from a mouse, and now the results are out, which is very bad."

Betty dragged Martin to her computer, pointed at the experimental data, and was about to say something when Martin stopped her:

"Wait, I'm calling Bruce! Let's listen together!"

Martin is still a little self-aware about himself. He has a bit of talent in mechanics, but it's not that high. The last time he used the "super serum" to watch Dr. Stern's operation, he improved a lot of skill points.

But he is a real layman when it comes to biotechnology, especially genetic technology.

Using the F series serum can only help him memorize it by rote, and it hardly helps him improve his operation and research skills.

Betty and Bruce discussed.

Martin listened.

He automatically ignored those bible-like words, but he could understand some of them.

Both mice and humans are mammals, and their genes are about 90.00% similar.

So I compared it directly with the genetic data in the previous database, and compared it with the blood of the behemoth that caused earth-shattering a while ago.

"The special gene similarity is very high..."

"Definitely from green cells..."

"Fortunately, there is no gamma energy..."

"Temporarily lack of stimulating genes..."

The two reached an agreement after only 10 minutes of discussion.

Bruce looked solemn, watched Betty write the final report, and rubbed his forehead in pain: "Human beings are always like this, creating one disaster after another for themselves, and never repent."

"In order to save time, I only wrote the conclusion of the report, the data is passed to Stark, and who is the conclusion to?"

Betty turned to look at Martin.

"Pull you into the group chat, and send it directly. It's all one-on-one. Let's show them our love even if we have nothing to do."

Betty chuckled, and rolled her charming eyes: "Don't talk nonsense, this is a serious matter, I don't see how anxious Bruce is."

Speaking of this, she suddenly frowned: "By the way, there is no news from Pepper yet!"

Martin frowned, and was a little worried: "Ask Jarvis, I'll go get ready."

after an hour.

Robert's car stopped in front of a restaurant, the rear door opened, Martin's metal combat boots stretched out, stepped on the ground, and got out of the car while arranging the bulletproof suit.

"Okay, Lao Luo, you go first."

"Okay, boss!"

It was inconvenient for Martin to drive while wearing combat boots, so he caught Lao Luo's young man and asked him to drive him here.

"Is this the place?"

"Yes." Jarvis' voice came from the headset.

Martin saw two "FBI" agents, armed with guns inside the cordon, stepped forward and asked, "Did they all go down?"

There was a circle of ammunition hanging around his waist, which made the two agents nervous immediately, but after seeing Martin's face clearly, they pressed back the half-drawn gun.

"Sorry, Mr. Jin, we don't know either, we were just ordered to guard here."

An agent replied.

"No one can enter?"

Martin closed the helmet, put on the mechanical arm, and made a tough posture.

The two agents looked at each other, and one of them quickly said: "The above only said that ordinary people should not be allowed to approach. You are not an ordinary person. Maybe you can go in, but there may be danger inside..."

"I know better than you. I also suggest that you get into the car. Maybe something weird will happen after a while..."

Squeak~!

Before Martin could finish speaking, a burst of intensive and piercing screams came from the open sewer.

"Fake!"

Martin pushed the two away and rushed in, jumped into the sewer and shouted: "Hide!"

It was obviously the sound of a mouse being frightened just now.

But it shouldn't be so many, and it shouldn't be so loud.

The only explanation is that these mice are also crazy!
Martin jumped into the dark sewer. Before he put on his breathing mask, he could only smell some moldy and rotten smell, not the stench as he imagined.

And here should be the intersection of a main drainage channel, which looks very spacious in the dim light.

After adapting here for a few seconds, Martin got used to the dim light, and finally found that those faint lights should be the light sticks thrown by Stark or Pepper.

There are some thin and short skeletons scattered around.

"Did a lot of rats, Jarvis?"

Martin called out.

"exist."

"Signal weakened?"

"Yes."

"Okay, I may lose contact in a while..."

Martin drew the shotgun from his back and loaded it.

After taking a few steps forward, he heard the loud mouse screeching again, and soon, he knew why Jarvis had lost contact with Stark and Pepper.

There is also a downward passage in front of you, connecting the vast underground area below.

It was originally underground, and then the next floor, it would be strange to have a signal.

The distant roar and the screaming of mice gradually became clearer.

Squeak ~!

Several mice ran towards Martin in a panic.

He raised his gun and fired directly at it.

boom!
A shot of shot directly hit the two mice in front of them.

A mouse the size of a kitten in the back was just rolled over, bloody and bloody, but struggled and writhed without dying, and soon got up again and limped to escape.

Martin stepped on the mouse's head and walked straight over.

A mutated rat wasn't worth his attention yet, because it sounded like there were more rats ahead.

"呲呲-"

A signal suddenly appeared in the communication channel, of course it was not uploaded from the ground, but from Stark's armor.

"Martin? Is it Martin? Come and help!"

Stark yelled furiously.

Martin laughed and trotted over: "There are still enemies you can't deal with—"

The voice stopped abruptly.

He saw the scene in front of him, and he burned with anger.

A group of rats besieged a Steel Armor and a Power Armor.

Behind the two were a dozen or so homeless men bleeding.

Two of them were covered in blood and were dying.

The legs of these two people were bloody and bloody, and several mice were gnawing on them.

The other homeless men were too busy to care for themselves and were patting the eager mice.

"go to hell!"

Martin gritted his teeth and rushed over, firing shotguns at the place where there were many rats.

boom!
boom!
boom!
(End of this chapter)