Marvel's Xeon Makeover

S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, Tri-Wing Building.

Five days have passed since Nick Fury asked George to investigate the incident in Helm's underworld.

The plan makes sense, but the reality is often more dramatic.

Even though the probability of an entrance to the Heim Underworld appearing in the New York area is much higher than in other areas because of escaping from Zhou Kai's hands to the Heim Underworld, this is not Zeya City after all.

The entrance to Helm's underworld appeared seven times in the past five days, but not once in New York.

SHIELD does not have the ability to deliver targets remotely. Even if George set off immediately after receiving the sighting information, he never had time to catch up.

The dignified S.H.I.E.L.D. was like this for five days.

But they didn't find anything. The latest eyewitness information showed that vines would stretch out of the entrance and drag the victim into the forest.

"dong dong dong~"

There was a knock on the door outside Nick's office.

"Come in."

Pushing open the door were a tired-looking Colson and a dusty George.

"Didn't catch up again?"

The loss and regret in their eyes was obvious, and Nick knew the result even without asking.

Just three hours earlier, SHIELD had received simultaneous sighting reports from Nashville, Tennessee, and Tuscaloosa, Alabama.

Fortunately, Coulson has returned and can rush to the same place with George.

SHIELD's Quinjet has been fully upgraded with the help of technical consultant Tony, and it only took more than an hour to arrive at the scene of the incident.

However, it was still in vain. By the time they arrived, the entrance to Helm's underworld had been closed, and both sides were empty.

"Director, we can't go on like this! The entrance has never been found in New York, and we can't get there in time in other areas."

"Then what can be done?"

George stood silent.

He could see that these two people were singing and singing in front of him, just to drag Gwen into the water.

In fact, this idea is correct. Apart from Gwen's portal, they have no way to rush to the scene as soon as possible.

George was originally very resolute. If it was not necessary, he hoped that Gwen could stay away from these incidents and grow up happily as an ordinary little girl.

But these five consecutive days of missing the mark also made him feel very bad.

Judging from SHIELD's data, no less than ten people disappear every time a portal appears.

Although I don’t know what will happen to these people after they accidentally enter that world, I think it won’t be too good.

George finally made up his mind and left SHIELD without paying attention to the two agents who were thick-faced and evil-hearted.

"Director, wouldn't it be good for us to do this?"

"There's nothing wrong with it. Anyway, these superheroes are not under our control."

"Tony Stark is so obedient, isn't it all because of Agent Carter? If I were to communicate with him, do you think he would ignore me?"

"Meow~"

A lazy cat meow came from the corner of the room, and an orange cat jumped down from the cat climbing frame and jumped directly into Nick's arms.

"Oh, Gus, you woke up?"

Nick was petting the cat with one hand and pressing the eye through the blindfold with the other hand. He was in a very good mood.

"Finally, we have a high-end combat power that can be used (?)."

Coulson looked confused.

Chief, is that cat on the cat climbing frame just a real cat?

Why have you been lying there motionless these past few years?I always thought they were living specimens collected by the director to satisfy his own evil taste.

After George left the Tri-Wing Building, he drove towards New York.

Today's Zhongcheng High School is particularly lively. As a powerful public school, it often invites famous scholars, scientists and other successful people to give lectures.

This time they invited Dr. Kurt Connors, a senior researcher at Osborn Enterprises.

"Next, let's give a round of applause to Dr. Curt Connors."

After the host announced the curtain, the auditorium burst into warm applause.

Amid applause, Dr. Connors slowly walked onto the podium.

He also stopped on the way, stretched out his hand to straighten his tie, and then stretched out his right hand to wave to the teachers and students present.

"Wait? That's Dr. Connors? I remember..."

"Doesn't Dr. Connors have no right hand?"

"How is this going?"

Whether they were really interested or out of politeness, the teachers and students present had learned about Dr. Connors' life beforehand.

He was a military doctor and became a university biology professor after retiring.

Since the war took away his right arm, his research field has always been cross-species inheritance, hoping to use the ability of lizards to regenerate severed limbs and regain his right arm.

This is no secret in the scientific community.Everyone not only respects this doctor who became a monk but has a very high academic level, but also admires his perseverance.

And it was precisely because he knew that he had lost his right arm that the scene in front of him was even more unbelievable.

"Everyone, good afternoon! I believe everyone has seen it. Yes, this is my right hand."

"To be precise, it's the freshman's right hand."

"We at Osborne have solved the problem of cross-species genetic rejection. Based on the study of lizard genes, we have successfully mastered the technology of regenerating severed limbs."

Dr. Connors announced the news with excitement.

Logically speaking, such shocking news should hold a press conference to publicize it.

But Harry chose not to do this.

Because limb regeneration technology is a highly targeted technology.

For people with able-bodied limbs, when they first hear about this technology, at best they can secretly sigh inwardly, "It's awesome, as expected of Osborne," and then do whatever they have to do.

But for people with mutilated limbs, let alone a ready-made case like Connors, even if it is just blown by Osborne, they will choose to believe it and pay for it.

Therefore, such shocking news was announced in this small high school auditorium.

Of course, the shock it brings is not diminished at all.

The teachers and students in the audience had forgotten to applaud and did not listen carefully to Connors's speech behind him. They were stunned and dumbfounded the whole time.

"Okay, do you have any questions now? If you have any questions, you can ask them and I will try my best to answer them."

As soon as Connors finished speaking, a tall, muscular boy stood up.

"Hello, Dr. Connors! I would like to ask, is the cross-species genetic technology you are talking about adding the abilities of other organisms to humans?"

"That's right! The reason why my right arm can be regenerated depends on the lizard's ability to regenerate its tail."

Connors nodded. Such a question was not difficult and would not involve leaking secrets. He answered it easily.

"I remember Osborn demonstrated a technology that could resurrect extinct dinosaurs through fossils at the Stark Industries Expo, right? So is it possible to add dinosaur genes to the human body to make humans faster and more capable? powerful?"

As he said this, the boy's eyes showed a trace of enthusiasm.

Connors frowned, looked at the boy and asked, "Kid, what's your name?"

"Flash Thompson!"