This Marvel is weird

"Hey~"

A small bottle of green crystal liquid rushed into the dark night sky.

"Cough, cough, haha, I won. Humanity will eventually usher in a further step in evolution. You stupid guys can't stop this, cough."

Blood flowed with violent coughing, and the ugly lizard's face was twisted violently due to pain or madness.

Even if he had a recovery power far beyond that of an ordinary person, his lost right hand would not be able to grow back in a short time. His abdomen was dripping with blood, and the howling wind passed through the holes in the flesh, causing severe pain.

Dr. Connors, who was leaning against the transmitter, finally couldn't hold on any longer. His chest was heaving violently and his breathing was heavy. The strength in his body was gradually fading away, and his huge body slipped little by little, and finally sat on the ground.

A crystal raindrop fell on his forehead.

Misty green enveloped the entire New York, but the culprit was smiling foolishly.

This kind of device that can artificially rain is not only found in the Osborn Industrial Building. A building under the Stark Group also has a similar device, but there is no defense system deployed by Iron Man here, and even the security system is not available. Very average.

This heavy rain meeting containing lizard serum will transform everyone into lizard people through people's breath, which will be a grand event.

It's a pity that I can't see it.

The yellow vertical pupils glanced at the red figure that was walking slowly, maybe because death was approaching step by step, or maybe because the influence of the lizard serum was gradually fading away.

His eyes returned to their original state.

The human brain finally returned to this extremely intelligent body.

Dr. Connors lowered his head, the red blood stained the ground, and murmured: "The USB drive, there is a formula in the USB drive, all this can be undone."

The rest of his words were covered up by blood foam. The mad scientist held his breath stubbornly. He knew what a disaster his rash advance had caused. The lizard serum not only took away his body, but also completely distorted him. thought of.

Fingers covered in blood moved on the ground.

He wants to leave a clue, a clue that still has a chance to save everything.

Dr. Connors understands people's hearts better than Dr. Lizard, and he also knows better what will happen if New York is really transformed into the Lizard City.

A mushroom cloud will rise slowly here.

As long as you find the serum formula you left in the USB flash drive and the information you left in the Osborne Group, you can completely deduce the antidote to the lizard serum and restore people to normalcy.

However, he no longer had any strength.

This half-moment of clarity before his death did not bring him any strength, and his body had reached its limit.

His vision was also blurry, and there were blurry letters on the ground that his fingers traced. No one could guarantee whether those who came after him would be able to understand them.

I can only hope that the guy trying to stop me can understand my scrawled handwriting.

"You can't expect others to wipe your ass for the mistakes you've made. Fortunately, it chose you."

The last words he heard before his consciousness fell into coma. When Dr. Connors woke up again, he was lying on a white isolation bed.

A week has passed before I knew it.

The aftermath of the New York Lizard Rebellion has not yet subsided. Thousands of patients infected with the lizard serum were sent to the isolation ward due to high fever. After receiving the serum information provided by the mysterious man, the patients have been injected with the antidote one after another. He recovered and was discharged from hospital.

Dr. Connors woke up late.

The middle-aged man, who was obviously only about forty years old, was leaning on the hospital bed, exuding an aura of decadence and world-weariness. His black hair defeated his wisdom and regained the top spot. At this time, Dr. Connors looked only thirty years old. , the long lost right arm also grew back at some point.

But there was no joy in him.

Nurses have stopped him from self-harming several times.

Psychological experts analyzed that the doctor seemed to hate his right arm, and believed that the restored arm was full of sin, possibly because his research project was involved in the Lizard Man Rebellion in New York.

SHIELD agents are also secretly observing the suspect who is most likely to cause a disaster.

"What do you think about arresting him?"

"There is no evidence. The Osborne Group took the initiative to cover up all traces of this matter. They handled it very cleanly. If we hadn't been paying attention to Dr. Connors, he would have died of a medical accident long ago."

"No, that's not what I meant, I meant his arm."

"What's there to be concerned about with arms? Whether it's biotechnology, magic, or symbiote, we don't see this kind of thing very often."

"Yes, let's list him as a C-level observation target for the time being."

The agents discussed for a long time and gave up the plan to imprison Dr. Connors. Dr. Connors was not the only disabled citizen who was infected, but there was no recovery of the residual limbs.

The case of Dr. Connors is a special case, but it has attracted great attention from the Osborn Group. If SHIELD hadn't been keeping a close eye on him, Dr. Connors would have been lying in the Osborn Group's secret laboratory waiting to be raped by him. colleagues dissected.

On the fourth day, Connors was discharged from the hospital dragging his still heavy body.

Holding a black umbrella and walking in the pouring rain, I arrived at the cemetery.

Holding a bouquet of white lilies in her hand.

Police officers who died heroically in the line of duty and innocent citizens who died tragically are buried here.

Everything seemed to be over. Ghost Spider and the newly emerged Kamen Rider Amazons prevented New York from reaching an irreversible point. They saved New York, but they forgot to kill the culprit that caused all this.

Guilt, guilt was tormenting Curtis "Kurt" Connors. He threw the umbrella to the side of the road and walked to the tombstones.

Bow deeply.

The rain wet his newly emerged hair and flowed down his bent body.

He doesn't care.

He didn't know what to care about anymore.

He saw Peter Parker's tombstone.

He was a very talented child, and he once wanted to recruit him to his laboratory as an assistant after graduation.

But things are unpredictable.

What on earth was I thinking at that time?

Connors didn't dare to think back. He was afraid of himself like that, and hated himself even more. He hated why he was still alive.

He brought a pistol from home that he had used for self-defense. It was in the inner pocket of his coat. There was only one bullet in it, which was reserved for himself.

"You want to escape from all this again"

A familiar voice came from behind. Dr. Connors turned around with a complicated expression, but the man blocked him with an umbrella, preventing him from seeing his face clearly.

But he couldn't mishear this voice.

He almost stopped himself at that time, and almost killed himself completely, but he chose to let himself go at the last moment.

"This is the price I should pay. I just want to atone for my sins."

"Are you worthy"

A cold mocking voice came from behind the dark umbrella.

Connors fell silent, he had nothing to say.

Nearly thirty innocent lives left this world just because of his mistake.

He is truly unworthy of one person and one life.

The silence in the rain did not last long. The mysterious man threw a silver-white suitcase over.

"Take it."

Connors didn't answer, just looked at him through the lenses that were blurred by the rain.

"It's too early for you to really think that this is the end of the matter. I didn't have time to stop the lizard serum you launched into the air, but I added something into it."

"The cells lurking in the human body now are more like Amazon cells than lizard cells."

"You created them, so you are responsible for dealing with them."

After leaving these words, the mysterious man left.

After a while, Connors bent down, set up his suitcase, and staggered towards home with a frivolous step.